Under the glare of the sun, flames soared into the sky!
The sound of killing at the Beirong Palace shook the sky.
During the palace banquet, an assassin assassinated the King of Beirong. This was like a signal, and 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 vanguard of rebellion.
With the palace banquet hall as the center, the people in the entire palace, you kill me, I kill you.
The fifth prince's uncle ordered all the soldiers and horses to seize the opportunity and rush into the palace.
General Hua La has the courage of ten thousand men, relying on his own strength, he even protected King Bei Rong.
Palace maids, eunuchs, concubines, princes, princesses, ministers, guards, dead and injured everywhere.
No one is immune from this palace change.
The Beirong Imperial Palace has turned into a man-eating demon palace, trying to devour everyone.
"Father, come here, this side is safe."
The Thirteenth Prince quietly appeared behind King Beirong with dozens of unfamiliar guards.
After all, King Beirong is old and no longer as brave as he used to be. Facing the changes in the palace and the rebellious ministers, he only wanted to leave here and go to the military camp, where was the safest place.
He panicked, took his beloved concubine, and hurriedly retreated with the thirteenth prince, away from the killing scene.
The thirteenth prince has always been cowardly, but he is also filial.
This son is trustworthy at this moment.
With General Huala resisting behind him, King Beirong firmly believed that he would be able to leave the palace smoothly. Afterwards, he will gather all the soldiers and horses, kill one with the carbine, and be sure to kill all the rebels, from the eighties down to the babies, and kill all the related people.
He wants to bloodbath Beirong Palace, bloodbath Beirong royal family, and kill all suspicious people.
The thirteenth prince led King Beirong through the dangerous fighting scene, and walked to more and more remote places.
"Father, don't worry, there is a palace wall in front of you, and you can go out soon."
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 turned his head to look at King Beirong, bowed and bowed, "Please forgive me, father."
"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 bodyguards who were originally guarding the King Beirong changed suddenly, and all of them raised their swords and charged towards the King Beirong.
"Rebel! You must die!"
King Beirong left his last cry in the world, and was finally hacked to death.
The thirteen princes personally killed the concubine and the concubine's children.
The bloody enemy, the thirteenth prince was not at all happy. His heart beat faster, as if his soul had left his body.
The guard Zhao San appeared and reminded in a low voice, "Your Highness, don't forget my young master's instructions. This is not the time to be sentimental. If you want to ascend the throne, Your Highness hasten to act according to the plan."
It turned out that the guards around the Thirteenth Prince were all brought by Liu Zhao. These people had stayed outside the city before, and had never shown their faces in front of Beirong people.
This time, he quietly entered the capital of Beirong, in order to ambush the king of Beirong with the help of the thirteenth prince.
Except for the thirteenth prince, the only Beirong native who knew the inside story about killing the Great King of Beirong, Liu Zhao did not allow any Beirong native to participate in this plan.
Guard Zhao San cut off the head of King Beirong, took off the seal, bid farewell to the thirteen princes, and hurried to the place where the battle was most intense.
"The king is dead, the king is dead! Those who resist will be killed..."
The shouts that broke through the sky hit the hearts of every Beirong person.
"what… "
General Huala saw the head on the neck of King Beirong with his own eyes, and went madly to kill the fifth prince who was in ecstasy.
Liu Zhao, who was in the killing formation, acted according to circumstances.
He wants everyone here to die.
Rumble!
The gunpowder buried around the hall in advance exploded, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the palace collapsed.
In the flames soaring into the sky, Liu Zhao escaped to death.
He didn't look back, regardless of whether the people in the hall died or not, he had to leave Beirong immediately. Hurry back to Dazhou as quickly as possible.
Otherwise, when Beirong reacts, he will die.
He led his confidant Erlang all the way out of the Beirong Palace, and the horses were just outside the palace.
Get on the horse and go straight to the city gate.
On the way, his men gathered one after another.
He was holding the customs clearance token document, but was prevented from going out of the city.
Without the slightest hesitation, Liu Zhao whistled, and the sons drew their knives one after another, and directly rushed out of Beirong City.
Outside the city, there are twenty sons and daughters waiting for them.
Prepare enough horses, water, gunpowder, and roadblocks.
Beirong soldiers chased after him, but Liu Zhao didn't look back at all, his eyes were straight ahead, he must escape and take everyone with him.
This is his promise to all his sons, and it is also his silent promise to Gu Jiu from the bottom of his heart.
Gather with the supporting sons, and the roadblocks and gunpowder prepared in advance will help them delay the pursuit of the Beirong army.
Rumble!
The gunpowder buried in the ground exploded, and the Beirong soldiers and horses chasing at the forefront suffered heavy casualties.
Liu Zhao didn't dare to be careless, he waved his horsewhip, and headed south, avoiding the garrisons all over Beirong, and fled on the vast grassland.
Without a moment's rest, for three days and three nights, everyone ran away and killed at least two horses, and all eating, drinking and lazards were done on horseback.
For three days and three nights, they galloped for thousands of miles, but the Beirong cavalry chased after them endlessly, intending to keep the head of Xiang Shang, the son of the son, in the territory of Beirong.
One person had three horses, and two of them ran away to death. The last horse had already started to foam at the mouth and couldn't last long.
Seeing that the Beirong cavalry is only a few tens of miles away from them, and this distance is constantly shrinking, is it really going to die in Beirong
A horn, carrying the vicissitudes of the years, exploded in my ears.
"We're saved."
I don't know who shouted.
"It's our people. Marquis Lu sent someone to meet us."
"Boys, rush! Rushing over is the way to life."
Everyone waved their whips and lashed the horses, burning the last vitality of the horses, and rushed towards their own army ahead.
Woo...
The horn sounded again.
Thousands of troops set up an army formation on the grassland, as if they were facing a big enemy.
Liu Zhao led all the people directly into the army formation, and then they all fell headfirst with their horses.
All without exception.
The horse roared, twitched, and gradually closed its eyes.
For three days and three nights, traveling thousands of miles, it was a blessing not to die on horseback.
Liu Zhao rolled twice on the grass and was unable to get up.
He only said one sentence, "Fortunately, life is not disgraceful!" Then he passed out.
The Beirong cavalry stopped a few miles away, watching the Da Zhou army waiting in full battle.
The horse's hooves scratched the grass and snorted, appearing uneasy.
Nearly 300 Beirong cavalry stopped, remained silent, hesitated, and finally pulled the reins decisively, turned around and left.
Liu Zhao made a big disturbance in the capital of Beirong, the Beirong palace was changed, the king of Beirong died, the five princes of Beirong died, and Beirong fell into internal struggle for the throne. This news was sent to the capital in the form of a secret report and sent to the palace in an urgent manner within eight hundred miles.
The emperor opened the secret report, saw the news, and shouted, "Good! You have not insulted your ancestors."
The emperor was so excited that he walked up and down in the hall.
When he was excited, he ordered Chen Dachang, "Immediately send the imperial physician to the northwest to diagnose and treat the young master. If he is healthy, return to Beijing as soon as possible, and I will reward him heavily. In addition, call Luhou, young master Zhao, write a detailed letter separately The report will come up. Tell Beirong’s spies to send the latest news from Beirong as soon as possible.”
"Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty, this old slave will go and make arrangements now. Do you want to continue to keep the matter of the Young Master's order making a big disturbance in the capital of Beirong?"
The emperor nodded, "Let's keep it secret for the time being. When the specific news is sent to the capital, I will personally ask for credit for the son."
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In the northwest, Liu Zhao finally woke up after three days and two nights of coma.
When Luhou Peiren learned that he woke up, he immediately visited him.
"Hahaha..." Lu Hou laughed loudly, "You have made such great achievements in Beirong for half a year. The hero is born in a young age, and you are not deceiving me."
Liu Zhao got up from the bed, dizzy and dizzy, and the inner thigh was in burning pain because of the worn skin.
"I met uncle. I wonder how many days I slept?"
Lu Hou said: "Three days and two nights, if you can really sleep, I am really afraid that you will die from sleep. Now that you wake up, the heart that Ben Hou raised has finally come to fruition.
Don't worry, Ben Hou has already sent people to the capital to expedite the request for credit. Soon there will be a decree from the capital.
Next, you can recuperate here with peace of mind, and after the decree arrives, you can set a schedule for returning to Beijing. "
Liu Zhao nodded, "What's the situation in Beirong now?"
"I heard that in order to compete for the throne, you kill me, I kill you, blood flowed like a river, and the result has not been killed yet. You have no blood this time, let Beirong mess up and kill each other, and the strength is great loss. 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, just kill him.
His painstaking efforts were not in vain.
"Is everyone okay with me?"
"Don't worry, everyone has been treated and no one has died."
Liu Zhao felt relieved. Next, he just needs to rest assured.
Lu Hou was about to leave, but before he left, he suddenly said: "Go back and tell your wife that the production of woolen garments must keep up. This Marquis will place an order for 500,000 sets this year, so don't fail to supply the goods."
Liu Zhao was taken aback when he heard the words.
Seeing this, Marquis Lu laughed, "Your daughter-in-law is doing a booming wool business in the northwest, don't you know?"
Liu Zhao is innocent, should he know
Marquis Lu gloated at his misfortune, with an expression on his face, "Nephew, you are a poor husband! Your daughter-in-law's wool business is second to none in the Northwest. Other families have to rely on her to live. Also, your daughter-in-law There's a horse farm built in the northwest, did you know?"
The corner of Liu Zhao's mouth twitched, don't take him for a fool. Of course he knows the racecourse.
Lu Hou smiled and said: "When you have time, I will help your daughter-in-law inspect her property. Marrying such a capable daughter-in-law, you have a good eye."
Liu Zhao was good at doing good things, and after two days of raising him, when he was in good spirits, he went out to help Zhenfu Gang and inspect the property for Gu Jiu.
Looking at the wool workshop stretching for several miles, with hundreds of people working, Liu Zhao couldn't help but be speechless.
He knew that Gu Jiu had set up a wool workshop in the northwest, but he didn't expect it to be of such a scale.
Deng Cunli waited by Liu Zhao's side and introduced the situation of the workshop to Liu Zhao. At the same time, it also brought a lot of news about the capital to Liu Zhao.
For example, 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.
"Is Madam instigating Princess Huyang to fight the Li family?"
"You can't hide anything from your son, that's exactly what it is."
Liu Zhao smiled, "Yuhua Lane has made a lot of money."
Deng Cunli didn't dare to respond, "I'm in the northwest, so I don't know much about the capital."
"No problem!"
Soon detailed news about the capital will be delivered to him.
At the beginning, he was in Beirong, so as not to be suspected, he cut off communication with Qian Fu for several months.
We can only rely on the spies who stayed in Beirong to deliver the news.
Now that he is already in the northwest, the connection with the capital can be restored.
After inspecting the wool workshop, Liu Zhao went to the racecourse again.
Looking at the high-quality horses in the racecourse, Liu Zhao was delighted to see the hunting.
His beloved war horse died for his life.
At this moment, he wants to choose a thousand-mile horse in the racecourse.
Da Zhuang is already an experienced horse breeder.
He personally selected a war horse for Liu Zhao that had not yet been tamed.
"Look, son, it's this horse."
The maroon-red horse was led to Liu Zhao.
The horse snorted and stared at Liu Zhao with disdain, as if saying: Spicy chicken!
Liu Zhao laughed, what a rebellious horse, he likes it.
"I want to tame it myself!"
In the days that followed, Liu Zhao devoted himself to taming the green onion.
He named the maroon warhorse Shallot.
A few days later, when he tamed Qing Cong, the order to recall him back to Beijing and the imperial physician arrived.
He rode directly back to the barracks on the green onion.
Received the order and prepared to leave in two days.
night!
Liu Zhao played chess with Lu Hou in the tent.
Both uncle and nephew didn't speak, they just concentrated on the chess game.
At the end of the game, Lu Hou won the half.
He laughed, "I've made progress."
Liu Zhao smiled lightly, "My nephew is no longer the child of the past, so naturally he should improve."
Lu Hou stroked his beard and looked at him, "Seeing that you have a plan in mind, you already have a plan when you return to Beijing?"
"It's nothing more than working hard on errands." Liu Zhao said flatly.
"You have made great achievements this time, His Majesty will definitely reward you generously. I wonder if he will bestow you with a title."
Liu Zhao raised his eyebrows, "I am the emperor's grandson. Even if I make great achievements, the emperor's grandfather will not give me the title of county king. This is the end of a great general of the auxiliary country."
Marquis Lu laughed, "Your Majesty is stingy in bestowing titles on 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."
Lu Hou dropped a son, "Time makes people old, and seeing that His Majesty is almost seventy, it shouldn't be many years."
Liu Zhao's hands were very steady. When he heard this, he looked indifferent, and fell silently.
Lu Hou smiled knowingly.
The uncle and nephew continued to fight silently on the chessboard.
When the round was about to end, Liu Zhao directly asked, "Will Uncle help me?"
Lu Hou shook his head, "You know very well in your heart that this Marquis will not help you."
Liu Zhao smiled softly, "Did uncle make up his mind to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight?"
Lu Hou laughed, "This Marquis does not participate in the struggle in the capital, and my duty is to guard the northwest."
Liu Zhao held a son in his hand, "Uncle is not worried that the new emperor will seize your military power and take your head if he succeeds."
"The new emperor must also have the ability to seize the military power of this Marquis."
"Don't forget, uncle, your family members are all in the capital."
Lu Hou laughed mockingly, "Why don't a man have a wife?"
Liu Zhao paused, and looked at Luhou piercingly, "Uncle is indeed a hero."
"This Marquis is just a running dog beside His Majesty."
Liu Zhao shook his head and smiled, "If uncle changes his mind in the future, he can send someone to the capital to find me."
Lu Hou watched Liu Zhao drop Baizi, and asked directly: "What can you give me? Power and wealth, I already have it."
Liu Zhao was silent for a moment, then solemnly said: "This son can give the Pei family wealth for three generations."
Lu Hou was not very satisfied, he shook his head and said: "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings."
Liu Zhao sneered, "Could it be that Lord Hou still wants to have two princes from one family?"
Lu Hou looked at him with a half-smile, "You can't afford what Ben Hou wants."
Liu Zhao frowned, feeling slightly unhappy, more worried.
This time, he was silent for a long time before he said: "It is impossible for the Pei family to 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 exploits to replace the Pei family in the northwest. "
Lu Hou's face turned cold, and there was a strong killing intent on the chessboard.
"So you want to uproot the Pei family from the northwest? If so, it is even more impossible for Benhou to support you."
Liu Zhao didn't change his face, "This is the trend of the times, there is no compromise. If I promise Lord Hou, the Pei family can guard the northwest for generations, one hundred years, two hundred years, until the dynasty collapses, will Lord Hou believe it? Not even Lord Hou himself If you believe it, I don’t bother to say it.”