The beginning of the king guards the Great Wall

Zhao Zhenghao turned pale with shock: "Isn't that just playing Cao Cao? He won't send someone to assassinate us in a fit of anger, right?"

Thinking of Cao Cao's mantra that he would rather let the world down than let the world down on me, Zhao Zhenghao's scalp tingled and his legs trembled involuntarily.

"Look at your useless appearance!" Zhao Tai squinted at his nephew and said, "I have already made two plans. If I can find a miracle, I will steal the treasure and move my family to Wei. If I can't find it, Then sell the news to the queen, she must be very interested in miracles, and it’s no problem to change her self-protection.”

Zhao Zhenghao felt relieved, and said with a flattering smile, "Uncle is thoughtful, and my nephew admires it."

"Hehe, you juniors are still far behind." Zhao Tai smiled and stroked his beard, his old face wrinkled like bark, "With this old man here, you can rest easy."

"Yes, you are the patron saint of the Zhao family." Zhao Zhenghao and his son flattered him again and again.

Suddenly, the door was violently kicked open from the outside, and a beautiful figure of a woman broke into it.

She is tall, thin but not weak, wearing a red training suit, with two long legs like white pythons exposed under the skirt.

It was Yunying.

Her big and agile eyes scanned her surroundings, Yunying straightened her waist, and the red silk around her waist danced like fire.

She poked the spear on the ground, pointed at Zhao Tai's nose, and said coldly: "I'm not dead, you've been arrested for colluding with foreign enemies!"

Zhao Tai narrowed his eyes, his old face was first puzzled, followed by surprise: "You are a girl from the Yun family!"

The Yun family has a girl who is just growing up, she is only twenty-eight years old, and she is as beautiful as a flower, but she is a tomboy, who does not learn how to embroider female celebrities, but loves to dance with spears and sticks.

Zhao Tai met Yunying a year ago, when she was still Di Renjie's little follower, patrolling the streets with her every day.

Later I heard that he joined the Forbidden Army, but I never saw him again.

Forbidden army. . .Oops, exposed. . .Zhao Tai's pupils trembled suddenly: "The queen sent you here!"

Yunying shook her fair face, her voice was decisive but slightly childish: "It has nothing to do with the empress, it was my aunt who found it out by following the clues!"

On the way back to Beijing, the army captured a spy of Wei State, and learned from him that Cao Cao sent top assassins to sneak into Chang'an, and seemed to be planning something invisible.

How can a righteous heroine just sit idly by, even if she leaves the army and pursues it alone.

Yunying followed the clues all the way, but was always one step behind. Fortunately, she found out that the assassin had secretly contacted Zhao Tai.

So she hid in Zhao's house for two days, and finally overheard Zhao Tai's confession.

Now that the evidence is conclusive, he was directly arrested and convicted without interrogation.

It's not the appointed queen, there seems to be no one else except this little girl. . .Young people are too utilitarian and reckless, if you go back and call for someone, I will really fall, but it is a pity that you will not have another chance. . .Zhao Tai looked around quietly, making sure that Yunying was the only one, and his nervousness calmed down.

A sneer twitched from the corner of his mouth, and he winked at Zhao Zhenghao.

His nephew is not promising, but he is also a golden warrior, so it is more than enough to take care of a teenage girl.

Zhao Zhenghao immediately understood, his fists were clenched, he grinned, his eyes were vicious: "Girl of the Yun family, you know too much, uncle wants to teach you a lesson, don't cry for pain, uncle won't cry for pain." stop!"

After all, he punched like thunder, and the wooden table was shattered by the punch.

Amidst the clattering noise, Yunying held the spear, and the orange-red light suddenly lit up.

The spear pierced through the air, and the tip of the spear was wrapped in orange flames. It suddenly broke through the dense fists and hit Zhao Zhenghao hard on the head, face, arms, and thighs. . .

"Ouch, it hurts..."

Screams resounded like slaughtering a pig.

Chapter 96: Departure Tomorrow

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts, stop hitting..." Zhao Zhenghao wailed while holding his head.

Yunying's eyes widened: "Even if you cry out for pain, my aunt won't stop!"

Lifting a rock and hitting his own foot, Zhao Zhenghao wanted to cry.

Damn it, how can this girl be so good at beating. . .The expression on Zhao Tai's weather-beaten face was dull and dumbfounded.

"Zhao Zhen, Zhao Zhen, what are you doing in a daze, hurry up and help your father!"

Zhao Zhen glanced bitterly at his grandfather, seeing the other party bearded and staring, he could only bite the bullet and rush forward.

"Ahhh!"

He roared and ran like a huge meatball.

Yunying raised her eyebrows, and the spear swept out, suddenly hitting his fat waist like a swimming ring.

duang~

With a very elastic sound, Zhao Zhen flew out backwards, slammed into the wall hard, and then bounced back.

Zhao Zhenghao seized the opportunity to get up from the ground, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, he took out a dagger and stabbed Yunying.

"Little bitch, I want you to die!" He yelled fiercely, but before he could fully extend the dagger, he was attacked by a huge creature from behind.

Pfft!

Zhao Zhenghao was crushed under the fat pig's son and almost died on the spot.

His face turned purple, and he turned his head to look at his son with difficulty, his voice trembling: "I..."

I was so angry that I couldn't even speak.

Yunying clenched her spear tightly: "You bad old man, you still want to plot against me, you should shoot!"

clap clap. . .Zhao's father and son were beaten together.

"The Zhao family...it's over!"

Zhao Tai was silent and shameless, and was crying stupidly by his nephew and grandson.

Half an hour later, Yunying left Zhao's house with her head held high, holding a red rope in her hand, and three people, grandpa and grandson, were tied to it.

In the distance, a pair of eyes watched quietly.

The action is exposed, I have to leave Chang'an. . .Lan frowned, and his figure disappeared into the darkness.

. . .

"Your Majesty, you let me go to the third place?!"

In the imperial study room, Jiang Ming looked at the charming and noble queen with a look of surprise.

Datang did not allow Wei Guo to monopolize one-third of the land and send people to make trouble. Jiang Ming can understand this, but why does it have to be him?