Chapter 318 The real and fake royal brother, exploring the Su Mansion at night
Li Yuzong had been staring at King Yong at the crack of the window in the palace for a long time.
He has seen Zhao Minghong grow up with his own eyes and knows his temper very well.
If a naughty child who loves to jump suddenly becomes quiet or too calm, he is holding back something bad and will definitely cause a big problem later.
As expected, King Yong rushed towards the gate of Zhaoyang Palace with his head downcast.
Li Yuzong swung his fly whisk, with vigorous skills, and appeared in front of Zhao Minghong in a flash of smoke.
He shouted: "Oh! Your Majesty, this is impossible. This is the palace of the Holy Sage. It is a death penalty for you to break in without permission."
Zhao Minghong looked at the eunuch in charge who came to him from nowhere and interrupted his plan.
His eyes were dark and he said with a sinister tone: "Brother Emperor is in the palace with his life and death uncertain, but Eunuch Li is full of energy and does not look depressed at all."
Li Yuzong greeted everyone with a smile, as if he didn't hear the sarcasm in his mouth.
"In order to better take care of the holy dragon body, this old slave has been exercising these past few days. He has been running all the way on duty."
Zhao Minghong gritted his teeth and said, "Your old bones are really strong!"
Normally, he would not be so rude to the imperial steward, but now he regards Li Yuzong as a traitor.
He was the one who stopped him from visiting Emperor Wu Su time and time again. Don't worry, there must be something fishy behind this.
Maybe the emperor brother has been cheated by him in collusion with outsiders
Zhao Minghong didn't dare to think further. When he thought of this, his eyes turned red and he couldn't control his temper. He cursed angrily: "You are a bitch that eats everything inside and outside!"
Li Yuzong gave the black-clad guard behind him a look, and someone immediately came forward to pull King Yong away.
Zhao Minghong pulled out the guard's sword and waved it wildly: "Let me see who dares to stop me! You bunch of rebellious traitors!"
Li Yuzong was afraid that the sword would hurt King Yong himself, so his old face wrinkled.
Zhao Minghong took advantage of this opportunity and rushed to the entrance of Zhaoyang Hall majestically.
He kicked open the palace door and shouted: "Brother, come here——"
The word "rescue" was swallowed back into the stomach by King Yong.
The tall and straight figure of Emperor Wu Su was sitting behind the desk in the center of the hall. He put his pen on the desk and smoothed the sleeves of his robe.
The voice was cold and authentic: "What are you doing here? Why don't you continue talking."
Zhao Minghong's expression was dull, and his eyes were wide open, as if he was trying to distinguish whether the man in front of him was his brother-in-law.
Emperor Wu Su's eyes fell on King Yong's right hand holding the sword, and his tone was calm.
"You broke into my palace with weapons. You are a traitor and traitor. I am talking about you."
You speak so impersonally.
Plus the cold look on his face
It should be his royal brother, that's right.
Zhao Minghong loosened his fingers, and the sword he snatched from the guard fell onto the gold bricks. He quickly walked to the steps in front of the palace.
He called out eagerly: "Brother Emperor."
Emperor Wu Su frowned and scolded: "What's your tone?"
If it weren't for the cold face of the imperial brother, Zhao Minghong would have wanted to rush forward and give him a brotherly hug.
He looked left and right and found that the emperor's brother had only lost some weight, but there were no other changes, and he didn't look sick.
Zhao Minghong asked worriedly: "Brother Emperor, when did you get better? Is it possible that you have regained your health? Do you want to see the imperial doctor for another look?"
Emperor Wu Su's hand reached towards the inkstone, and King Yong clapped his hands and said, "By the way, the imperial doctor is unreliable. I will ask Ji Qingwu to come over."
He was about to start, but stopped again.
"Brother Imperial."
Emperor Wu Su couldn't stand his sticky ending and said sternly: "If you have something to say, just say it, if you don't have anything to say, get out."
Zhao Minghong was completely relieved after being scolded by the emperor.
"Brother, I have something to say. What I want to tell you is a big event. You must be mentally prepared."
Seeing that Emperor Wu Su lost his patience and was about to hit him with an inkstone, Zhao Minghong lowered his head and said quickly: "Ji Qingwu has married Wei Ting as his wife."
He secretly raised his eyes to see the emperor's reaction, but saw that Emperor Wu Su's expression did not change at all. Shouldn't it?
Zhao Minghong began to doubt again whether the person in front of him was the emperor himself.
He tentatively said: "Brother Emperor, do you remember the last time you beat me?"
Zhao Mingyan laughed angrily at his question and looked up at him.
"I don't mind beating you with the exact same moves now so that you can remember everything."
Seeing the emperor stand up and take out a ruler, Zhao Minghong's eyes lit up.
He waved his hands repeatedly and said: "No, no, I have already remembered it."
Zhao Minghong breathed a long sigh of relief and said: "Brother Huang is in good health, I will not disturb Brother Huang's rest."
He bowed and retreated, his steps jumping with joy, as if a heavy burden in his heart had finally been lifted.
Emperor Wu Su looked at King Yong's back, stood up and walked down the steps.
"Akihiro."
Hearing the cold voice of the imperial brother, Zhao Minghong turned around, his eyes were sore, and he immediately strode back.
"Brother, I know you can't bear to leave my brother"
Zhao Mingyan frowned slightly and said, "Stay where you are and don't come near me again."
Not knowing what the emperor told King Yong, Zhao Minghong left Zhaoyang Palace with joy.
When he walked out of the palace gate and saw Li Yuzong, he excitedly shook his hand, completely different from the angry look before.
Zhao Minghong said: "I have misunderstood you, you are loyal"
".Good guy."
Li Yuzong sent King Yong away with a smile, always feeling that the two words he wanted to say were not good people.
It is true that ivory cannot come out of a dog's mouth.
Manager Li shook his fly whisk and returned to the palace to wait on him.
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At night.
The moonlight is deeper and thicker.
The prime minister's residence is majestic and majestic with high walls. The courtyard has towering ancient trees and green brick paved floors.
Two maids in white came to the kitchen and asked, "Is the master's stew ready?"
The cook, wearing a headscarf, was kneading dough with her head down.
The shorter maid scolded: "Sister Hanzhang is asking you a question, why don't you answer!"
"Nong Ying, I think this cook is new here and doesn't understand the rules. Your name is——"
Before Hanzhang finished speaking, Nongying heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground behind him.
The tall maid had been stabbed unconscious with a knife. When Nong Ying turned around, she also received a slap and fell down.
Seeing this, Ji Qingwu threw the dough aside, went to the kitchen door and closed the door.
She knelt down to check on the two maids, and gave them two more pills.
Wei Tongyou stood in front of the stove and said, "What are you doing?"
Ji Qingwu said: "Let them sleep a little longer." After saying that, he began to take off their clothes: "Put on their clothes."
The maids of the Su Mansion were all dressed in spotless white clothes. After the two of them put them on, their behavior was automatically restricted. They did not dare to touch anything for fear of getting stained by pot ashes.
Wei Tongyou touched her chin and said: "But even if we put on clothes, we will still be recognized by people who are familiar with them. We are not from the mansion."
Ji Qingwu remained silent and quietly lowered his head and fiddled for a while.
When I raised my head again.
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