Sui and Tang Dynasties: Beginning with Overlord Inheritance

next second.

I saw Yang Zhao pressing down with one hand, blocking Li Siye's right leg, defusing the attack skillfully.

At the same time, Yang Zhao put his other hand on the latter's jaw, and exerted a sudden force!
"not good!"

Li Siye felt terrified in his heart, and then his body began to soar uncontrollably.

"Hey, if the young master hadn't kept his hand, he would already be a dead man."

Mu Guiying was well aware of Yang Zhao's strength, with a smile on his lips, Li Cunxiao on the side couldn't deny it.

Yu Shiji reassessed Yang Zhao's combat power in his mind.

His Majesty's strength seems to have increased again... He thought of this, and at the same time he thought of something.

That is, after Yang Zhao came to power, he seemed to have no time to practice martial arts and dealt with government affairs all day long. Why did his military strength not decrease but increase?
He could only bury this question in his heart, and no one answered it.

Yang Zhao didn't give Li Siye a chance this time, taking advantage of the time when he flew upside down, Yang Zhaofei clung to him, and his huge fist hit Li Siye's face and body like a rainstorm.

The constant muffled noise made everyone cover their eyes, it was really too violent.

Mu Guiying looked at it very refreshingly, and looked at Yang Zhao intently, imitating the moves in his mind.

Li Cunxiao still had an indifferent expression on his face, as if he didn't care about the life and death of his subordinates.

Although Yang Zhao's attacks were fierce, they were all thunderous and rainy.

Li Cunxiao, who was very familiar with him, knew that Li Siye was not injured at all, otherwise he would have died in Yang Zhao's first punch.

Li Siye was still able to scream in the early stage, and there were piercing pains all over his body, but as he got further behind, he didn't even have the strength to scream.

He could only grin his mouth, bared his teeth, and endured the unspeakable pain.

Of course he thought about resisting, tried countless times, and there was no room for a counterattack. Yang Zhao seemed to have counted all his shots accurately.

Every step is sealed tightly.

Yang Zhao finally stopped attacking after a stick of incense passed, clapped his hands, returned to his seat, picked up the teacup, and took two sips slowly.

Li Siye fell on the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face. His handsome face no longer existed, and he dangled behind Li Cunxiao with a big pig's head on his head.

Bury his face on Li Cunxiao's back, he has no face anymore.

Mu Guiying smiled, she was happy about it, so Li Siye should not bother her for a long time to come.

Even though Li Siye couldn't beat her, she couldn't kill her. The fight with Li Siye was very boring without any suspense.

Looking at Li Siye himself, although he was quite ashamed, there was a star in his eyes, and he was very happy.

From being hit just now, he clearly felt that the pain behind him had weakened.

It's not that Yang Zhao is soft-hearted, but that his ability to resist fights has become stronger. Yang Zhao is training him.

Feeling the benefits brought by all this, Li Siye knelt down towards Yang Zhao, bowed deeply, and then retreated to rest.

Yang Zhao smiled and waved his hands. After the episode was over, everyone's faces became serious again, and Yang Zhao began to talk about his experiences in Fanzhai.

……

Zhao House.

In the dead of night, the inner courtyard, which was supposed to be quiet, was brightly lit at this moment.

The difference from the daytime is that there are no servants in the inner courtyard, and all of them are guards, standing outside the door or in the courtyard in an orderly manner.

With the long sword on his waist, his eyes were sharp, and he stared at his surroundings vigilantly, as if he was guarding against something.

There were only three people in the house, they were the county guard Zhang Yong, the county magistrate Wang Chao, and the county magistrate Zhao Jian!

"It's so late, you came to visit suddenly, and you brought so many dead men with you, what's the matter?"

Zhao Jian looked impatient, he was having fun just now, and was suddenly interrupted by Zhang Yong, very upset.

Zhang Yong didn't care about Zhao Jian's emotions at all, and said in a deep voice, "I've already found out his identity! Although I'm not sure, I believe it won't be too far away."

Having said that, both of them sat quietly and straightly, Zhao Jian looked at Zhang Yong intently, waiting for the next sentence.

After glancing at the two of them, Zhang Yong threw out a bomb-like message: "He may be His Majesty today!"

With a bang, Zhao Jian and Wang Chao looked at each other, their eyes widening.

They didn't question Zhang Yong. In this matter, he would not joke. Of course, he is not usually a person who likes to joke.

"Is this true?"

Zhao Jian's breathing suddenly became short of breath. In addition to being shocked, he still couldn't believe it.

"This is impossible. How could His Majesty leave the palace so easily? If this is the case, why is there no news from the court?"

Wang Chao obviously didn't believe it, and immediately expressed doubts.

Zhang Yong said meaningfully: "Do you still remember Cui Shi? Think about their experiences."

Without too much explanation, the silence of the two of them already means that they have admitted this matter in their hearts.

However, there was still surprise in the eyes of the two of them. They believed in Zhang Yong, but they just couldn't figure out why His Majesty would stare at them.

"I have checked His Majesty's appearance, they are almost identical, and one more thing, the clothes he is wearing today, I just found out that we provided His Majesty."

After Zhang Yong finished speaking, Zhao Jian's eyes widened suddenly, and he remembered.

Behind Zhao Jian is the Zhao family, and his two aunts are in the Shangfu Bureau of the court, ranking fifth rank.

Shangfu Bureau is a department that provides clothing for the palace.

The highest position is Shangfu.

Some time ago, his two aunts sent a letter back, saying that the palace needed silk and satin to make clothes. At first they didn't care, it was a normal thing.

It's just that the clothes they make are not official uniforms or boa robes, let alone the clothes that the emperor usually wears.

It was a very luxurious gown from a noble family.

Looking back now, that dress is indeed very familiar.

Zhao Jian had never seen the clothes, but only the renderings, so he was a little impressed, but not deep.

He didn't react the first time he saw Yang Zhao.

"Then what should we do? Now that His Majesty is watching us, maybe he already knows about Li Shimin's existence."

Wang Chao was a little anxious, their plan was about to fail.

Zhang Yong's expression was normal at the moment, without the slightest nervousness, he sneered: "What should I do? Of course I rejected Li Shimin, maybe it really cost my life."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Zhao Jian and said, "Close the case of the Fan family quickly, don't make any complications, and wait for the opportunity later, life-saving is the most important thing."

Zhao Jian nodded. The two brothers-in-law can do whatever they want in normal times, but he needs to be cautious about major matters.

He is still very clear about the importance of things.

"Let's let it go at this time. If I don't need Li Shimin, I don't need the money from the Fan family, but I need to tell my mother about it."

Although Zhao Jian felt a little pity, it was nothing compared to his own Jin Gui's life.

After all, Li Shimin is just an alternative path for him.