Sui and Tang Dynasties: Beginning with Overlord Inheritance

Choo Choo Choo!
While several people were thinking hard, a white pigeon flew over and landed on the window sill of the study.

Several people looked at each other.

"It's a letter from Chang'an!"

Cui Jin opened the envelope, looking at ten lines at a glance, his expression changed accordingly.

Wang Zhao suddenly became nervous.

After Cui Jin finished reading, Wang Zhao found that Cui Jin's eyes became determined.

"We guessed right, he is the current His Majesty!"

Wang Zhao and Liu Li looked at each other, and they didn't know what they were feeling at this moment.

I can't say I don't want to be happy or depressed.

Very contradictory.

But they also know that they can no longer turn back.

The two grabbed the envelope and looked at it carefully.

Only now did Cui Jin understand why Xu Wei had to leave tomorrow, it turned out to be like this.

See you in three days?
"Brother Cui, I'm afraid we will use force tomorrow!"

Wang Zhao also realized the seriousness of the matter, that group of people must return to Chang'an.

And they have no other way to stop it except this trick.

"But Brother Cui, judging from tonight's actions, we may not be able to succeed by using force."

Liu Li recalled some details at this time and said.

Wang Zhao's face turned hard:
"What are you afraid of? In the worst case, I will gather everyone in my palace right now. If the three of us work together, will they still be able to break through?"

He has absolute confidence. The combined strength of the three families exceeds a thousand.

There are only five people on the other side, so this is still not enough?

But Cui Jin did not agree.

Liu Li also retorted:
"We now know that he is the current His Majesty. Think about it, if His Majesty visits incognito, can you bring idle people with you?"

"In addition, our Majesty is a general. With one enemy against one hundred, our people can deal with ordinary people well. To them, they are at most a bunch of mobs."

Wang Zhao was in a hurry, and said impatiently:
"Then what should we do? After putting it in the mansion, we can only wait for death?"

"Besides, on the battlefield, they have weapons, iron armor, and horses. There is nothing here. With bare hands, eighteen dead soldiers can entangle them."

"Thousands of people, consume energy to kill them all!"

Liu Li didn't think of this level. As a son of a noble family, he had already heard about some deeds related to the emperor.

Most of them are mythical.

As a result, he has such a heavy weight in his heart.

Recalling his actions tonight, he immediately realized that no matter what, he was still a human being, not a god.

Five people, with bare hands, faced thousands of people, and they really couldn't escape.

Cui Jin pondered for a moment, his eyes lit up:
"Tonight, you go to assemble your manpower first, keep a spare, and let everyone obey orders."

"Tomorrow I will put drugs in their breakfast. If they take it, we don't have to worry about it. If they don't take it, it's not too late for us to act."

"Wonderful!"

Wang Zhao and Liu Li praised the channel in unison.

They also don't want to use force. Such a method is too high-profile, and this matter itself needs to be low-key.

Fighting force, they are not absolutely sure.

It is said that one thousand people are against five people.

But that's the emperor, at the last moment, in case he has something to prove his identity.

These thousand people are not dead soldiers, but guards and servants.

In front of Long Wei, Bao Buqi will rebel against him.

Cui Jin still used the safest strategy just in case.

……

Cui Mansion, West Room.

Su Wei leaned against the door, listened for a while and said:
"There are people all around, all watching our every move."

"But they kept their distance, and no one listened."

Wei Zheng nodded, turned to look at Yang Zhao and asked:

"My lord, why did you change your strategy tonight, but what did you find out?"

Although Yang Zhao just said one more sentence, in his opinion, Yang Zhao would not say such a sentence for no reason.

Although the end result is the same.

Yang Zhao didn't hide anything, and said immediately:

"Because I suddenly thought that it's time for the backers I left behind in the palace to play a role."

Xu Maogong had such an expression as expected.

Along the way, he has been puzzled that His Majesty did not explain anything, but only said that he was sick.

Can such absurd excuses really last so long?

Could it be that no one in the court noticed something was wrong?
Sure enough, His Majesty is still that Majesty.

It is not in line with his style to not hold back.

"Could it be that Cui Rong has already begun to encourage the officials of the DPRK and China to face the saint?"

Wei Zheng made some guesses, and with simple reasoning, he could come to this conclusion.

"That's right, so let's test whether he has guessed my identity."

After Yang Zhao finished speaking, Xu Maogong followed suit:

"Judging from Cui Jin's reaction, he didn't expect the young master to say such a refusal. He was a little flustered for a while. He hid it well, but I still found out."

"If it wasn't for Wang Zhao to answer, I'm afraid they will do it tonight."

Pei Ju suddenly realized, then looked at Xu Maogong and asked:

"Then Mr. Xu's remarks after he came back were also for confirmation?"

Xu Maogong smiled and shook his head.

"No, I was forcing them to act quickly. Since the court has already reacted, it would seem strange if we didn't cooperate."

No one behind Yang Zhao knew, but Xu Maogong could roughly infer who the latter was from Yang Zhao's habits and the relevance of the matter.

"Young Master's successor, because he is the Supreme Emperor, right?"

Xu Maogong asked as if confirming.

Yang Zhao nodded and said:
"Yes, we have been exposed today, and tomorrow morning will be Cui Jin's last chance."

"He must keep us. This person will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal."

Yang Zhao's reminder made Su Wei's eyes widen:

"Young master, this Cui Jin wouldn't be so bold, would he really dare to do such a thing?"

It suddenly occurred to him that Yang Zhao had analyzed with them before, once Cui Rong knew their identities, what kind of choice he would make.

Cui Jin now knows that there must be Cui Rong's shadow.

And Cui Jin is a knife in Cui Rong's hand.

"At present, it's not impossible. My son, what should we do?"

Wei Zheng said this is not surprising.

This method of the gentry was not uncommon in the Southern and Northern Dynasties.

The iron-clad gentry, the flowing emperor.

What he cares about is that they don't have any evidence in their hands now.

Cui Jin really wanted to do something tomorrow, and they had no choice but to go home after breaking through the siege.

It's a waste of time.

If he is caught without a fight, not only will his life be in danger, but it will not help the investigation.

This is a dead end!
Thinking of this, Wei Zheng's eyes dimmed, he was not reconciled.

Yang Zhao smiled:
"For them, Cui Jin is too smart to do such a stupid thing before the time comes."

"To keep us, we may use some foreign objects. As for what it is, we will know tomorrow."