The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 850 Run away
Zhao Yanjin suddenly sat upright, his eyes bloodshot.

"Who the hell said I did it on purpose? No, no, no!"

He said "no" and punched the bamboo couch. With the last blow, the bamboo couch "squeaked" and a hole was made.

"After I laid down the Tatars, I rushed to Montenegro City without stopping. As I sat on the horse, my lungs were about to pop out, and my whole body was as cold as ice.

Those two passes were as narrow as anything, so I hurried and hurried slowly, scolding my father and my mother for being delayed..."

When he said this, his eyes were filled with hatred.

"I told him to bring more troops, maybe 1000 more, but why should he be so arbitrary?
Not only did I pay for it with my own life, but I didn’t catch anything, I didn’t catch anything...

At that time, I was still kneeling in front of my father and blaming myself. I was the one who killed the old general. I am guilty. I ask your father to atone for my sins..."

Zhao Yanjin's voice became trembling, as if he was really kneeling in front of Emperor Yonghe.

However, in the next moment, he picked up the wine bowl and smashed it against the wall.

"Harboring the orphan of the deposed prince? How dare he harbor the orphan of the deposed prince... He is so audacious, heinous, and a traitor...

My father is good at killing, and everyone deserves to be killed... Why am I so unlucky... Why... God doesn't help me...

Father, my son did not want to rebel, it was you who forced me...

Why are you so nice to me...give me hope...and finally kill this hope...you shouldn't...shouldn't..."

Bah——

Zhao Yanjin collapsed on the couch, his cloudy eyes lifeless and motionless.

In the seventh year of Yonghe, he led his troops to the north. When his father came to see him off, he said: Among so many sons, you are the most like me.

In the 17th year of Yonghe's reign, he knelt on the ground and his father threw the memorial on him and cursed angrily: You are brave.

He asked in his heart: Why can't he be bold?When you planned to depose the prince, you were very courageous. You thought you had hidden it from the world, but everyone in the world knew it, but they just didn't dare to say it.

The moment he raised his army to rebel and raised his sword to the sky, he seemed to see himself sitting on the dragon chair, with the country, power, beauty... all in the palm of his hand.

How did it fail?
Compared with his father, he is no different!

Is it a lack of luck?

Yan Sanhe looked at Zhao Yanjin who was completely drunk, and suddenly felt that it was a good thing that his father did not sit in that position.

That chair, people who sit on it are crazy, and people who don't sit on it are also crazy.

"Your Highness, General, we can go."

Really unable to ask anything, Zhao Yishi walked out of the study and stood quietly under the eaves for a moment before speaking.

"Miss Yan will meet the third master first and talk to him about the matter; General Bu will return to the military camp and prepare to go north; I will go back to Duanmu Palace first and capture that bullshit slave who talks nonsense and does not know whether to live or die."

The last few words were bitten out from between his teeth, obviously extremely angry.

Yan Sanhe asked: "Shall Third Master and I come to Duanmu Palace, or does His Highness bring people to another courtyard?"

Zhao Yishi: "Come here, come immediately."

Yan Sanhe: "Yes!"

Zhao Yishi flicked his sleeves and walked out of the moonlit courtyard with his hands behind his back.

……

When the carriage arrived at the alley, Yan Sanhe jumped out of the carriage. The prince's carriage did not stop for a moment before running wildly.

"Miss Yan, I will send you to meet the Third Master."

"No, they are very close to me, Infantry General..."

"I have something to say."

Bu Liu got off his horse and walked up to Yan Sanhe, "How did the old general die? Was he forced to die, or did he die in battle?"

Yan Sanhe looked around.

"If General Bu is not in a hurry, I will answer your question after I meet the Third Master."

"It's no hurry at this moment. Let's go and see the Third Master."

At this moment, Xie Zhifei and the others were waiting at the entrance of the alley, anxious.

Did you successfully meet the King of Han?
Yan Sanhe didn't cheat, did he?

Did you ask anything?
"Master, someone is coming."

In the darkness, Bu Liu led the horse and trotted over. The man on the horse was Yan Sanhe.

Xie Zhifei's eyes lit up and he immediately came over.

When he got close, he stretched out his hand. Yan Sanhe didn't hesitate. He jumped up confidently and he caught it steadily.

Yan Sanhe and everyone else gathered around him, frowning and saying, "The King of Han said two things he knew about." Pei Xiao couldn't wait any longer: "Which two things?"

Yan Sanhe: "The first one is the death of the old general. The King of Han said that there was nothing strange, just that he died in battle. The old general insisted on bringing five thousand soldiers and horses. He also said that he did not delay the rescue."

He looked towards Bu Liu.

"This incident is the so-called truth in the eyes of the King of Han. He didn't know about the massacre in Zheng Mansion until he returned to Sijiu City."

Bu Liuyi didn't turn the corner for a while.

What is the so-called truth in the eyes of the King of Han?

Yan Sanhe did not explain much and continued: "The second thing is that Ye Dong did not kill himself as a martyr, but was killed by Tan Shu. Yan Ruxian and Yan Xi were both present."

Everyone's face changed greatly.

Pei Xiao asked in surprise: "Did Yan Xi lie?"

Yan Sanhe: "The King of Han saw it with his own eyes. There is no doubt that Yan Xi lied."

At this point, she didn't even pause, and spoke out word for word what she heard in the study today.

He really didn't forget every word. Bu Liu was so shocked that cold sweat broke out on his back. How could Miss Yan's memory be so good?

At the entrance of the alley, there was no sound except for a few crickets chirping.

In shock, Xie Zhifei asked with a livid face: "Why did Yan Xi lie?"

"I don't know, Taisun has already rushed back to Duanmu Palace as soon as possible. After he asked us to meet up, he rushed there immediately."

"Then leave quickly." Pei Xiao couldn't wait any longer.

"Wait."

Yan Sanhe turned around, looked at Bu Liu, and patiently explained:
"The so-called truth in the eyes of the King of Han is that he did not know that Yan Ruxian secretly told the old general about the Zheng family, so he thought that the old general's death was a death in battle."

Bu Liu said bitterly: "It's not actually true."

"Isn't it? It depends on the fact that Yan Xi didn't lie."

Yan Sanhe forced a smile.

"In fact, none of us know how true Yan Xi's words are. This makes it still confusing whether the old general's death was a real death in battle or whether he was forced to die."

Bu Liu gritted his teeth: "I must have been forced. It's just that idiot King of Han who doesn't know anything."

Yan Sanhe: "After seeing Yan Xi, all the truth will become clear. Does General Bu want to go to Duanmu Palace together?"

"I……"

"He's not going."

Xie Zhifei put a big palm on Bu Liu's shoulder, "Yan Sanhe, Mingting, you go to Duanmu Palace first, I'll have a few words with Bu Liu and I'll come back later."

Zhu Qing: "I'll stay and wait for you."

Yan Sanhe didn't say a single unnecessary word, "Let's go."

Upon hearing this order, Li Buyan quickly jumped into the carriage, stretched out his hand to pull Yan Sanhe in, and then pulled little Master Pei in.

As soon as Ding drove the car, Huang Qi got on his horse and disappeared into the watery night in an instant.

"Third Master, you just pressed me..."

"Don't follow him, try to keep a distance from the prince, lest the person in the palace hold a grudge. This is one, and the other..."

He took a deep breath.

"You will go north in half a month. Quickly stop your thoughts and don't focus on the Zheng family's affairs. You won the battle and came back alive, which is a hundred times more important than this."

"Little... Third Master!" Bu Liu's eyes heated up.

"I am responsible for the Zheng family's affairs."

Xie Zhifei pressed his hand on his shoulder with a little more force, "Don't worry."

At this time, there was a rush of hoofbeats from far and near.

Zhu Qing took a closer look: "Master, it's Astragalus."

Huang Qi rushed to the front, jerked the reins, and raised the horse's head high.

"Master, I just got the news that Yan Xi ran away!"

"Ran?"

Xie Zhifei was shocked.

(End of this chapter)