Daming: In the beginning, he mistakenly regarded Emperor Yongle as his own father

Zhao Wang looked at him, still not convinced.

Are you sure 2000 people can control the old man?

Or, do you really dare to control the old man?

"If you really succeed, what are you going to do to the old man?" Zhao Wang asked him.

"What else can I do to him? He is our father, let him rest."

Even if he was given a hundred guts, he wouldn't dare to do anything to the old man.

But the crown prince and their eldest nephew couldn't stay.

His goal this time is not the old man, but to control the palace and attack the prince.

The prince is gone, even if the old man is angry, he will not deal with them.

Because he has only three sons, without the prince and grandson, if he kills the remaining two sons, then he will be considered the last.

There is no successor to the throne.

Zhao Wang still felt unsafe, would he be too anxious?

Or wait a little longer and there will be a turning point. After all, the old man is not here, and the prince is just a prince.

"You are just indecisive. When we are kicked out of Nanjing and the old man is no good, there will be no place for us brothers to stand in this court."

The king of Han scolded him for being cowardly.

If they don't fight at this time, then they will really only be at the mercy of others.

King Zhao couldn't stand the constant urging of King Han, so he gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Success, I will follow the second brother."

"Okay, this is my good brother."

The king of Han was very happy, and if the king of Zhao was willing to join the gang, his chances of success would be greatly increased.

"Don't move the [-] battalion or the [-] battalion, just bring a hundred or so cronies, and at midnight, in the name of inspecting the gunpowder depot, light the powder depot."

"Leave the rest to me, and you just wait to share the world with me."

The king of Han confidently assured the king of Zhao.

Zhao Wang is now on the verge of riding a tiger, so he can only listen to him, but tell him.

"This matter is of great importance. If we fail, we will all be killed. Don't be careless."

"Don't worry, Second Brother won't let you down."

The king of Han promised him firmly.

Although Zhao Wang is still not at ease, he can only trust him. After all, there is no other way to go now.

The two discussed it and acted on their own.

King Zhao ordered hundreds of cronies, and waited for the third watch to arrive, and took people to blow up the gunpowder magazine.

The King of Han left Nanjing immediately, and went outside the city to transfer [-] battalions of cavalry and crossbowmen, and asked them to return to the capital with him to change defenses.

Changing defenses is something they have to do every day, and they didn't think there was anything strange, so they followed Hanwang to Nanjing City.

When it was time to change defenses, Han Wang took 2000 people and easily entered Nanjing City, waiting for the gunpowder magazine to blow up.

King Zhao looked up at the moon and estimated that the time was almost up, so he took his cronies and headed for the gunpowder store in a mighty way.

As the Fusi of Beizhen, it is also possible to inspect the gunpowder store as usual.

Although the gunpowder depot is not under Beizhen Fusi's management, but he wants to check it, and no one can say anything.

Chapter 293

Zhao Wang acted according to the plan, and took a hundred cronies to try to go in and blow up the gunpowder depot in the name of inspecting the gunpowder depot.

But he didn't expect that it was Fan Zhong who was in charge of guarding the gate today.

I was somewhat worried, Fan Zhong was only responsible for the safety of the old man, when did he come to guard the gunpowder depot?

Could it be that the old man noticed something, so he specially sent Fan Zhong over?

He was a little worried, but the matter had come to this point, worrying seemed useless.

Although Fan Zhong is guarding here, there are only a few dozen people, so it can't play a big role.

So King Zhao gritted his teeth and moved on.

We've come this far, and there's no turning back.

If the old man really knows something, then they have to move faster, otherwise it will be too late.

Anyway, extending the head is also a knife, shrinking the head is also a knife, fighting together.

When Fan Zhong saw Bailai people walking slowly towards the gunpowder storehouse, he immediately put people on guard.

The gunpowder depot is an important place, and generally people are not allowed to approach it casually, let alone open flames, because once it explodes, the entire Yingtian Mansion will be razed to the ground.

After a while, seeing clearly that it was King Zhao, Fan Zhong's expression was not very good.

This place is not under the management of Beizhen Fusi, and it is not a good thing to visit late at night.

But Fan Zhong still bit the bullet and walked over to salute.

"My lord, why did you come to the gunpowder depot in the middle of the night?"

Zhao Wang looked indifferent: "Fan Zhong, you didn't protect the emperor well, and you went to the gunpowder depot to be on duty?"

"The prince was joking. This is what the emperor meant. I have been here for a while."

It's been a while, so it's because of them, so the old man may not know it, but it's just a blind cat meeting a dead mouse.

"I want to go in for a routine inspection." Zhao Wang didn't get off his horse, and said directly to Fan Zhong: "Open the door."

Fan Zhong was a little embarrassed, and reminded him: "My lord, this is the gunpowder magazine."

King Zhao frowned. Of course he knew it was the gunpowder storehouse.

"Open the door."