"What?"
Upon hearing his words, Zhu Feng's expressionless face immediately showed a gloomy look, and looked at him coldly: "Do you know what you are talking about?"
"Pindao naturally knows. His Highness broke into the imperial city tonight and slaughtered all the way to find him, but what Pindao wants to say is that His Highness will not be able to find His Majesty the Emperor tonight."
Zhu Feng narrowed his eyes with a dangerous expression: "Why?"
He Yi said: "Your Highness considers himself better than Emperor Gao?"
"..."
Zhu Feng's face darkened slightly.
It has been a long, long time, and no one has mentioned Emperor Gao in front of him. It seems that since he raised his troops from Beiping, everyone has tacitly avoided this topic. Unexpectedly, at this time, Heyi brought it up again. The deceased father.
He was silent for a while, and then said: "Emperor Gao's life is full of gold and iron horses, and he has traveled thousands of miles, creating an inexhaustible foundation for our dynasty. This king, I can't match him."
He Yi nodded lightly: "Since this is the case, does Emperor Gao know what His Highness will do today?"
Zhu Feng's face darkened again.
Emperor Gao—Of course he knew, if he didn't know, how could he have transferred himself to Beiping, which was suffering and frigid, before passing on the throne to the emperor's grandson, so that he could guard the border and have no time to care about others in the war with the country; He issued an edict two days later, not allowing himself and several other brothers to enter the court to express condolences; how could there be so many protections outside Jinling City, every place is aimed at himself.
He probably knew early on that this day would definitely come.
Hearing his long sigh, knowing that it was his acquiescence, He Yi said: "Since the Emperor Gao is wise and powerful, he knew that His Highness is a great man, and he would not be willing to submit to others. There must be today's battle, so how can he rest assured and pass on his own words?" Where is the grandson of the emperor?"
Zhu Feng frowned: "You mean, Huang Kaohui made arrangements early to help him fight back against the king?"
He Yi shook his head and said, "Counterattack, failed."
"..."
"With His Highness's martial arts strategy, it is difficult for the current emperor to hold a candle to him. Even with the help of Emperor Gao, I think it is impossible for him to resist again."
"Then you mean—"
"Pindao thinks that Emperor Gao will find a way to protect him."
"..."
"It's even possible that now he is no longer in the imperial city."
Zhu Feng's heart sank suddenly.
He Yi has been by his side since he raised troops in Yanwang Mansion in Beiping a few months ago. In fact, earlier, earlier, this Taoist priest who seemed to be untouched by human fireworks had been standing behind him. His brains, along the way, there are too many things to prove the intelligence and transparency of this person.
Although he didn't want to admit it, he was indeed his indispensable think tank.
But now, he actually said that he couldn't find the emperor.
Even, his emperor's nephew is no longer in the imperial city.
Is it really? If this is really the case and I can't find him, then tonight will be an outright rebellion. Thousands of years later, the history books will record Zhu Feng as a traitor!
He gritted his teeth: "Absolutely not!"
"Your Highness!"
"Go find it, continue to find it for me, and make sure to find him!"
Seeing him like this, He Yi couldn't help but sigh.
And at this moment, a guard suddenly ran over from the front, panting and said: "Your Highness, I found it, I found it!"