Chapter Three Hundred and Forty First No Blood

Under the dazzling sunlight, soaring flames!

Beirong Palace's killing sound shook the sky.

During the palace banquet, there was an assassin trying to assassinate King Beirong, which was like a signal. With a swipe, it opened the prelude to the change of Beirong Palace.

The fifth prince took the opportunity to attack, and the eunuch in the palace held a sword and turned into a rebel vanguard.

With the palace banquet hall as the center, the people in the entire palace, you kill me, I will kill you.

The fifth prince's uncle ordered troops and horses to seize the opportunity to rush into the palace.

General Farrer had the courage of ten thousand men, and by his own strength, he even protected King Beirong.

Palace maids, eunuchs, concubines, princes, princesses, ministers, guards, casualties everywhere.

No one is immune to this palace change.

The Beirong Palace has been transformed into a man-eating magic palace that will devour everyone.

"Father, come here, it's safe here."

The Thirteenth Prince quietly appeared behind King Beirong with dozens of guards.

After all, King Beirong is old and no longer as brave as he used to be. Facing the palace change and the troubled sons and ministers, he only wanted to leave here and go to the military camp, which was the safest place.

In a panic, he took his concubine and hurriedly followed the Thirteenth Prince to retreat, away from the killing scene.

The Thirteenth Prince has always been cowardly, but also filial.

This son is trustworthy at this moment.

With General Farrer standing behind him, King Beirong firmly believed that he would be able to leave the palace smoothly. After that, he will order all the soldiers and horses and kill a carbine. He must kill all the rebels, from the eighty to the infants, and all those who are related will be killed.

He wants to bloodbath the Beirong Palace, bloodbath the Beirong royal family, and kill all suspicious people.

The Thirteenth Prince took the Great King Beirong through the dangerous killing scene and walked to more and more remote places.

"Father, don't worry, there is the palace wall in front of you, you can go out immediately."

When King Beirong and Concubine Ai heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, the Thirteenth Prince who was walking in front stopped.

He looked back at King Beirong,

Bowing and bowing, "I beg your father's forgiveness."

"What does this mean? Hurry up and lead the way."

The Thirteenth Prince shook his head slightly, "I can't get out."

As soon as the voice fell, the guards who were originally guarding King Beirong changed their bodies, all raised their swords and attacked King Beirong.

"Rebel! You must not die!"

King Beirong left his last cry in the world, and was finally hacked to death by a random knife.

The Thirteenth Prince personally favored the concubine, and the child of the favored concubine.

The blood-blade enemy, the Thirteenth Prince did not have the slightest joy. His heart beat faster, as if his soul had left his body.

The guard Zhao San appeared and reminded quietly, "His Royal Highness, don't forget my son's instructions. Now is not the time to be sentimental, and if you want to ascend the throne, Your Highness quickly act according to the plan."

It turned out that the guards around the Thirteenth Prince were all brought by Liu Zhao. These people had been staying outside the city before and had never shown their faces in front of Beirong people.

This time, he quietly entered Beirong's capital in order to use the hands of the Thirteenth Prince to ambush King Beirong.

Regarding the killing of King Beirong, Liu Zhao did not allow any Beirong people to participate in this plan, except the Thirteenth Prince, the only Beirong person who knew the inside story.

The guard Zhao San cut off the head of King Beirong, took off the seal, said goodbye to the Thirteenth Prince, and hurried to the place where the battle was fiercest.

"Your Majesty is dead, Your Majesty is dead! Those who resist will be killed..."

A cry that broke through the sky, impacted the hearts of every Beirong person.

"what……"

General Farrer saw with his own eyes the head of King Beirong's Xiang Shang, and he went mad and killed the fifth prince who was in ecstasy.

Liu Zhao, who was in the killing formation, acted by chance.

He wants everyone here to die.

Boom!

The gunpowder previously buried around the hall exploded, the ground shook and the palace collapsed.

In the blaze of fire, Liu Zhao escaped.

He didn't look back, no matter whether the people in the hall were dead or not, he had to leave Beirong immediately. Get back to Da Zhou as quickly as possible.

Otherwise, when Bei Rong reacts, he will die.

With his confidant Erlang, he rushed out of the Beirong Palace, and the horses were outside the palace.

Get on the horse and go straight to the city gate.

On the way, his men and horses gathered one after another.

He was holding the customs clearance token document, but was blocked from leaving the city.

Liu Zhao did not hesitate in the slightest. With a whistle, the sons and daughters drew their knives and rushed out of Beirong City.

Outside the city, there are twenty sons waiting for them.

Prepare enough horses, water, gunpowder, barricades.

Beirong soldiers chased behind, Liu Zhao did not look back at all, his eyes were straight ahead, he must escape, and escape with everyone.

This is his promise to all his sons, and it is also his silent promise to Gu Jiu from the bottom of his heart.

The roadblocks and gunpowder prepared in advance will help them delay the pursuit of the Beirong army.

Boom!

The gunpowder buried in the ground exploded, and the Beirong soldiers and horses chasing at the front suffered heavy casualties.

Liu Zhao did not dare to be careless in the slightest, waved his horsewhip, and headed south, avoiding the garrisoned troops in Beirong all the way, and fled on the vast grassland.

Without a moment's rest, for three days and three nights, everyone ran to the death of at least two horses, and all food, drink and Lazarus were solved on horseback.

For three days and three nights, they galloped for thousands of miles, but the Beirong cavalry kept chasing them, trying to keep the head of Xiangshang in the territory of Beirong.

One person and three horses ran away two. The last horse, already foaming at the mouth, could not hold on for long.

Seeing that the Beirong cavalry was only a few dozen miles away from them, and the distance was constantly shrinking, do they really want to die in Beirong?

A horn, with the vicissitudes of the years, exploded in the ear.

"We are saved."

I don't know who shouted.

"It's ours, Luhou has sent someone to pick us up."

"Children, rush! rushing over is the way of life."

Everyone was waving their whips, beating their horses, burning their last vitality and rushing towards their own army ahead.

woo...

The horn sounded again.

Thousands of troops have set up army formations on the grassland, as if facing a great enemy.

Liu Zhao led everyone directly into the army formation, and then went straight to the ground.

All without exception.

The horse roared, twitched, and gradually closed its eyes.

Three days and three nights, thousands of miles away, it was a blessing that he didn't die on horseback.

Liu Zhao rolled twice on the grass and was unable to get up.

He only said one sentence, "Fortunately not humiliated!" and then passed out.

The Beirong cavalry stopped a few miles away and looked at the Da Zhou army that was waiting in full force.

The horse's hoofs scratched the grass and snorted, looking uneasy.

Nearly three hundred Beirong cavalry stopped, silent, hesitating, and finally pulled the reins and turned around and left.

Liu Zhao made a lot of trouble in Beirong's capital, Beirong's palace changed, Beirong King died, Beirong's fifth prince died, and Beirong fell into infighting for the throne. This news was urgently sent to the capital in the form of a secret report and sent to the palace.

The emperor opened the secret report, and when he saw the news, he shouted, "Okay! I didn't humiliate my ancestors."

The emperor was so excited that he walked up and down the hall.

Excited, he ordered Chen Dachang, "Send the imperial doctor to the northwest immediately to diagnose and treat the son Zhao. If he is healthy, go back to Beijing as soon as possible, and I will reward him. In addition, call Lu Hou, son Zhao, write a detailed letter respectively. The newspaper will come up. Call Beirong's spy and send Beirong's latest news as soon as possible."

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, His Majesty, the old slave will make arrangements now. Do you still want to keep the matter of your son's rioting in Beirong's capital a secret?"

The Son of Heaven nodded, "Keep it a secret for now, and when the specific news is delivered to the capital, I will personally ask for merit for the Young Master."

...

In the northwest, Liu Zhao finally woke up after three days and two nights in a coma.

When Lu Hou Peiren learned that he was awake, he immediately visited him.

"Hahaha..." Lu Hou laughed loudly, "You have been in Beirong for half a year, and you have made such great achievements. A hero is a young man, and you don't deceive me."

Liu Zhao got up from the bed, feeling dizzy and swollen, and the inner thighs were burning with burning pain because the skin was torn.

"I've seen my uncle. I don't know how many days I slept?"

Marquis Lu said: "Three days and two nights, I can really sleep, but this Marquis is really afraid that you will die from sleep. Now that you wake up, the heart that Ben Marquis is carrying has finally come true.

Don't worry, for the credit, Ben Hou has sent someone to the capital, 800 miles to rush. Soon the capital will have a will to come.

Next, you can recuperate here with peace of mind, and then set the schedule for returning to Beijing when the will arrives. "

Liu Zhao nodded, "What's the situation at Beirong now?"

"I heard that in order to fight for the throne, you killed me, I killed you, and the blood flowed into a river, and the killing has not yet yielded results. You let Bei Rong be in chaos this time, killing each other, with great strength. Lost. For at least ten years, Beirong will not be able to go south. This is a truly extraordinary feat!"

Liu Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and just killed it.

His hard work was not in vain.

"Are my people all right?"

"Don't worry, everyone has been treated and no one died."

Liu Zhao was relieved. Next, he just needs to rest assured.

Lu Hou was about to leave. Before leaving, he suddenly said, "Go back and tell your wife that the production of wool garments should keep up. Ben Hou will place an order for 500,000 sets this year, so don't be short of supply."

Liu Zhao was stunned when he heard the words.

When Lu Hou saw this, he laughed, "Your daughter-in-law is in the wool business in the northwest, and it is doing very well. Could it be that you don't know?"

Liu Zhao is innocent, should he know?

Marquis Lu gloated at the misfortune, with a look of good drama on his face, "Nephew, you are not in good shape! Your daughter-in-law's wool business is second to none in the Northwest. All other families have to look up to her and live. Also, your daughter-in-law's wool business is second to none in the Northwest. A horse farm was built in the northwest, you know?"

Liu Zhao's mouth twitched, don't take him for a fool. Of course he knew.

Lu Hou smiled and said, "When you have time, help your daughter-in-law inspect her property. You have a good eye for marrying such a capable daughter-in-law."

Liu Zhao was a good man. After two days of raising him, when he was in good spirits, he went out to support his husband and inspect the property for Gu Jiu.

Seeing hundreds of thousands of workers in the wool workshop that stretched for several miles, Liu Zhao couldn't help but be speechless.

He knew that Gu Jiu had set up a wool workshop in the northwest, but he did not expect such a scale.

Deng Cunli waited by Liu Zhao's side and introduced the workshop to Liu Zhao. At the same time, it also brought Liu Zhao a lot of news about the capital.

Such as the Li family, such as Yuhua Lane, such as the struggle between Huyang and the Li family.

As soon as Liu Zhao heard it, he knew that this matter was famous.

"Did Madam instruct Huyang County Master to fight against the Li family?"

"You can't hide anything from your son, that's exactly what it is."

Liu Zhao smiled, "Yuhua Lane made a lot of money."

Deng Cunli didn't dare to answer, "I'm in the northwest, and I don't know much about the capital."

"It's okay!"

Soon the detailed news about the capital will be delivered to him.

When he was in Beirong, to avoid being suspected, he and Qian Fu cut off communication for several months.

We can only rely on the spies who stayed in Beirong to pass the news.

Now that the others are in the northwest, the connection with the capital can be restored.

After inspecting the wool workshop, Liu Zhao went to the horse farm again.

Looking at the high-quality horses in the racecourse, Liu Zhao was delighted to see the hunt.

His beloved warhorse died for his life.

At this moment, he wanted to pick a thousand-mile colt in the racecourse.

Da Zhuang is already a seasoned horse breeder.

He personally selected a war horse for Liu Zhao that had not been tamed yet.

"Look, sir, it's this one."

The horse with its burgundy body was led to Liu Zhao.

The horses snorted and stared at Liu Zhao with disdain, as if to say: Spicy chicken!

Liu Zhao laughed. It was a rebellious horse, and he liked it.

"My son will tame it himself!"

In the days that followed, Liu Zhao single-mindedly tamed the green onion.

He named the maroon-colored warhorse Scallion.

A few days later, when he tamed the green onion, the will and the imperial physician to call him back to Beijing arrived.

He rode the green onion directly back to the barracks.

After receiving the decree, I was ready to leave in two days.

night!

Liu Zhao was in the tent, playing a game with the Marquis of Lu.

The uncle and nephew did not speak, and concentrated on the chess game.

At the end of the game, Luhou won by half.

He laughed, "I have made progress."

Liu Zhao smiled lightly, "The nephew is no longer the child of the past, so naturally he should improve."

Marquis Lu stroked his beard and looked at him, "Looking at your heart, you already have plans after returning to Beijing?"

"It's nothing more than being diligent." Liu Zhao said flatly.

"This time you have made a great contribution, and His Majesty will reward you generously. I wonder if he will give you a title."

Liu Zhao raised his eyebrows, "I'm the grandson of the emperor. Even if I make a great contribution, the emperor's grandfather will not grant me the title of the county king. A great general of the country has come to an end."

Marquis Lu laughed, "Your Majesty is stingy with granting titles to the royal family, it seems that you are already mentally prepared."

Liu Zhao said flatly: "The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. I dare not have too much hope for the emperor's grandfather."

The Marquis of Lu left a son, "Time makes people grow old, and seeing that His Majesty is also in his 70s, it should not be many years."

Liu Zhao's hands were very steady. Hearing this, he looked indifferent and fell silently.

Lu Hou smiled clearly.

The uncle and nephew continued to fight silently on the chessboard.

When the game was about to end, Liu Zhao asked directly, "Will my uncle help me?"

Lu Hou shook his head, "You know very well that Ben Hou will not help you."

Liu Zhao smiled softly, "Is your uncle making up his mind to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight?"

The Marquis of Lu laughed, "This Marquis does not participate in the struggle in the capital, the duty of this Marquis is to guard the northwest."

Liu Zhao held a son in his hand, "Uncle doesn't worry about the new emperor taking the throne, taking your military power and taking your head."

"The new emperor must also have the ability to seize the military power of the prince."

"Don't forget, uncle, your family is in the capital."

Marquis Lu laughed mockingly, "Why does a man have no wife?"

Liu Zhao paused and looked at Luhou with a dazzling gaze, "Uncle is indeed a hero."

"This Marquis is just a running dog by His Majesty's side."

Liu Zhao shook his head and smiled, "If uncle changes his mind in the future, he can send someone to the capital to find this son."

Luhou watched Liu Zhao drop Baizi, and asked directly, "What can you give Benhou? Power and wealth, Benhou already has it."

Liu Zhao was silent for a moment, then said solemnly, "This son can give the Pei family three generations of wealth."

Marquis Lu was not satisfied, he shook his head and said, "Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings."

Liu Zhao sneered, "Could it be that Lord Hou still wants one family and two nobles?"

Marquis Lu looked at him with a half-smiling smile, "You can't afford what this Marquis wants."

Liu Zhao frowned, feeling slightly unhappy, but more worried.

This time, he was silent for a long time before he said: "The Pei family can't guard the northwest for generations. One day, the Pei family will leave the northwest, or even be uprooted. There will be another family of military merits to replace the Pei family's position in the northwest. "

Lu Hou's face turned cold, and the chessboard was full of killing intent.

"So you want to uproot the Pei family from the northwest? In this way, it is even more impossible for Ben Hou to support you."

Liu Zhao didn't change his face, "This is the general trend, and there is no compromise. If I promise Marquis, the Pei family can guard the northwest for a hundred years, two hundred years, until the dynasty is overthrown, will Marquis believe it? Even Marquis himself does not believe it. If you believe it, I don't want to say it out loud."