During the famine, my ancient well connected to modern times

"Your Majesty, I'm here to hold them back, please leave quickly."

King Yuzhang was still drinking tea calmly, his red lips slightly parted, "Zhang Bin, didn't you say you were here to protect me? Why are you taking action against me now? Is this what you call loyalty to the old prince? "

Zhang Bin moved and wanted to step forward but was stopped by Xanthium sibiricum.

He suddenly laughed out loud: "Of course I am loyal to the old prince. The old prince's goal in life is to be the emperor. As his son, you should inherit your father's legacy, but you have no backbone. Luo Tingye hooked You surrendered to him with just one finger, how can you deserve to be the old prince's son by doing this?"

King Yuzhang poured himself a cup of tea, "Who said that my father's goal in this life is to be an emperor? How come I don't know? I only know that my father's wish in this life is for the country to be peaceful and the people to be peaceful, so that all people in the world can To live a good life, it doesn’t matter who becomes the emperor.”

"You're talking nonsense." Zhang Bin frowned and looked ferocious.

King Yuzhang opened Xiangu's shoulder and faced Zhang Bin and the people following him, "Did I say something wrong? When did the old prince say that he wanted to be the emperor? You have always misunderstood him."

Many people's minds began to waver.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. The old prince's purpose is to be the emperor. Who doesn't want to be the emperor?"

"Is it possible that in your hearts, my father is a person who only values ​​the throne? Is it possible that in your hearts, you think that my father values ​​the throne more than the people of the world?"

At this time, a man with a Chinese character stood up.

"The old prince is not such a person. He values ​​the people more than anything else. The young prince did the right thing."

Zhang Bin was furious, "Sun Wu, have you forgotten the old prince's last instructions? Have you forgotten the old prince's wish?"

Sun Wu shook his head and stood opposite Zhang Bin, "I have not forgotten the old prince's last instructions. The old prince clearly said that we should protect the young prince, but he never said that we should kill the young prince, and the old prince also did not say that we should be killed. Support the young prince to ascend the throne. As long as the young prince is alive, no matter what he does, we should support him."

"Confused, what you did is completely contrary to the original intention of the old prince. You are completely sorry for the old prince." Zhang Bin yelled, the long knife in his hand glowed with silver-black light.

King Yuzhang frowned slightly, "Be careful, his knife seems to be coated with medicine."

Sun Wu nodded, "Yes, everyone's weapons are coated with poison."

Xanthium was furious. He was a martial arts practitioner, and the most unsightly thing was to use such conspiracy.

"Zhang Bin, thank you for being a scholar and claiming to be a decent person. You actually use weapons to poison yourself and have the ability to fight knife to knife and gun to gun. Grandpa, I won't let you kneel on the ground and beg for mercy. Grandpa will take your surname."

Sun Wu also said: "Whether you believe him or the young prince, you choose for yourself."

The others held their weapons and did not move. This was due to some hesitation in their eyes.

Zhang Bin sneered: "A real man doesn't stick to trivial matters. As long as he can achieve his goal, some means are not important at all."

King Yuzhang asked: "Then what is important?"

"Of course, the old prince's wish has been fulfilled. Since the young prince is unwilling to fulfill the old prince's purpose, Zhang Bin has no choice but to use his own method."

King Yuzhang showed some curiosity, "I am curious, what are you going to do? I am my father's only heir, is it possible that you can conjure something out of thin air..."

King Yuzhang's expression suddenly changed, he looked at Zhang Bin, and after a while he laughed out loud, "Is it possible that my second brother is not dead?"

Zhang Bin gritted his teeth, "The young prince is so smart that he can think of the second young master. I am not afraid to tell you that the second young master is indeed not dead." The reason why King Yuzhang thought of the second younger brother was because he had suspected it back then. It is not easy to live with the death of my second brother.

It was the first time that he went to the palace with his father. Before departure, his second brother suddenly got chickenpox. When they came back, his second brother had already been laid to rest.

But the strange thing is that the second brother's mother-in-law pretended to cry. He could smell the smell of ginger on her handkerchief. Was she afraid that she wouldn't be able to cry?

If her biological son dies, will a mother not be able to cry? Shouldn't it be heartbreaking?
From then on, he had a vague feeling that his second brother's death was not simple.

King Yuzhang sneered: "My second brother is still alive, why never show up? Is there something unspeakable?"

Zhang Bin's expression suddenly became ferocious.

King Yuzhang confirmed what he was thinking, "Is it possible that the chickenpox that year left invisible scars on my second brother's body?"

Zhang Bin looked at Prince Yuzhang with a serious look and said with a smile: "Little prince, are you cursing your own brother?"

"I am happy that my second brother is alive, but I am afraid that you may not survive."

As soon as he finished speaking, King Yuzhang suddenly pulled out the soft sword from his waist with a cold face.

Zhang Bin blocked subconsciously, and in an instant, a mass of people were killed in the dark room.

King Yuzhang was shocked. He didn't expect that Zhang Bin was not only good at handwriting, but also had such superb martial arts.

Zhang Bin was equally shocked, "I've always known that Wang Ye's marksmanship was good, but I didn't expect that he could be so good at using a weak weapon."

Then both of them showed no mercy.

At this moment, loud shouts of murder rang out from outside the house, and the people guarding the door of the house ran in with horror on their faces.

"No, we are surrounded by soldiers from Qingzhou City."

Zhang Bin felt a chill in his heart.

King Yuzhang took the opportunity to cut open the placket on his chest, and blood flowed out, instantly staining his entire chest red.

Zhang Bin was angry and anxious. He knew that the prince always walked alone, and this was Qingzhou City. He didn't have many guards around him, and he didn't need the Qingzhou government to follow him, so he dared to take action at this time.

"Little prince, haven't you always disliked Luo Tingye? Why are you wearing the same pants with him now?"

"It's a good thing that you are still a scholar, but your words are so ugly. What does it mean to wear the same pants? We are close relatives by blood. We are all from the same family with the surname Luo and we don't speak the same language."

Zhang Bin gritted his teeth angrily. Compared with the fact that the young prince was not of the same mind as him, he was even more angry that the young prince actually regarded Luo Tingye as a family member. Has he forgotten the old prince's hatred?
If it weren't for the late emperor, the old prince wouldn't have died so early. Maybe he would be the emperor now, and the young prince would already be the prince.

By then, these people would not be crowned princes or prime ministers, but at least they would have titles, instead of living in obscurity like now.

"What should I do? If you don't leave, we will really be surrounded by them."

Zhang Bin also reacted. Listening to the sound coming from far away, he gritted his teeth: "Let's go."