Datang: Married Princess Changle at the beginning

He's one of those people who tends to appear calmer and calmer as the situation gets worse.

"So, are you trying to force me to be in Zen?"

Li Er spoke in a deep voice.

He fixedly looked at Li Wudao, the patriarch of the Li family in Longxi, and ignored Li Jiancheng.

Li Er knew in his heart that no matter whether this Prince Yin is true or not, Li Wudao is the one who decides today.

"No no no."

"The emperor is wronging the clan uncle."

"This is a matter between your father and son and brother's throne. The clan uncle has no right to intervene, no right to intervene." Li Wudao waved his hands repeatedly and said.

His cloudy eyes sparkled.

But he looked like he had nothing to do with himself.

Li Er narrowed his eyes and stared deeply at Li Wudao.

He didn't expect that Li Wudao was so cunning and cunning.

Even though his side seemed to have a certain chance of winning, he still pushed the matter away.

It was like giving himself a way out, even if his side won in the end, he could still say that it had nothing to do with him.

"Li Jiancheng, do you think you can force me to abdicate?"

Li Er spoke in a deep voice, his tone as frosty as the twelfth lunar month.

"Then who do you rely on to help you?"

"Cheng Yaojin? Li Xianzhi?"

"Or that hairy boy Yang Fei in the corner?"

The hidden prince laughed.

That pale face still looked stiff.

Li Er's face was gloomy, as if dripping water.

He stared at Li Jiancheng, thinking of countermeasures in his heart.

But at this moment, a discordant voice sounded from the corner: "It's endless."

"This general is also you, a fake kid, can you say that?"

"Since your majesty dare not kill you, then let this general do it."

Yang Fei finally couldn't help it.

He stood up slowly, and pulled out Li Xianzhi's saber from her body.

Yang Fei stood up slowly from his seat, and walked towards Li Jiancheng in a murderous manner.

Chapter 133 All kinds of conspiracies and tricks, I will kill them with one sword

The audience was stunned.

Including Li Er.

They looked at Yang Fei one by one.

In the hearts of Li Wudao and the Li family in Longxi.

Yang Fei is just a green head, he is not qualified to speak here.

If you grab them casually on the spot, the lowest ones are all at the level of a state official. In which round will you get a third-rank general to speak?

Therefore, when Yang Fei spoke as if his patience was exhausted, everyone present frowned and looked at Yang Fei with disgust.

But none of them spoke.

He looked at Prince Yin Li Jiancheng.

Among them, Li Er's eyes narrowed immediately.

He clearly heard that Yang Fei said two words just now: fake!

Could it be that Yang Fei already has evidence to prove that the Li Jiancheng in front of him is a fake?

Li Er narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a gleam of light in the depths of his pupils.

As long as there is evidence to prove that Li Jiancheng is a fake, I will never forgive him.

"presumptuous!"

"It's not for you to talk!"

Li Jiancheng was furious, pointed at Yang Fei and berated him loudly.

For the first time, his pale and bloodless face changed slightly.

But there were only a few changes in his expression, and it was not obvious that he was really angry.

Yang Fei sneered.

Holding the long sword in his right hand, he walked step by step.

He didn't say a word, his eyes seemed to see through Prince Yin Li Jiancheng.

That's right, Yang Fei could tell that the hidden prince Li Jiancheng was a counterfeit.

"Stop, I am the hidden prince Li Jiancheng."

"This is the residence of the Li family in Longxi, the imperial family of the Tang Dynasty."

"You little third-rank general, don't want to be presumptuous here!"

The fake Li Jiancheng yelled again.

He watched Yang Fei approaching step by step.

I couldn't help but feel a little flustered in my heart.

However, Yang Fei kept walking, and the sneer at the corner of his mouth grew stronger.

The long sword in his hand seemed to emit a cold light, which made Li Jiancheng even more chilling when he saw it.

Seeing Yang Fei approaching step by step, fake Li Jiancheng wanted to retreat in panic, and looked at Li Wudao as if asking for help.

Li Wudao on the other side frowned, his eyes flashed with anger.

"Presumptuous, Longxi Li family, don't use swords and guns!"

Li Wudao drank coldly.

At the same time he winked at the guard at the living room door.

Immediately, the two guards guarding the gate pulled out their long knives and charged in, trying to stop Yang Fei.

The fake Li Jiancheng was relieved when he saw this scene.

But before he could fully exhale, he was almost choked.

I saw Yang Fei expressionless, with a sword to the left and a sword to the right.

The two swords were ordinary, but the two guards fell to the ground and died immediately.

In a moment, a strong smell of blood rose from the living room.

Except Yang Fei, including Li Er and others, everyone was shocked.

As the royal family in Longxi, the Li family is also one of the five surnames and seven kings in the world, with a great reputation.

On weekdays, everyone speaks cautiously in the living room. Has there ever been a blood-stained living room?

When everyone was shocked, Yang Fei had already come to the side of the fake Li Jiancheng.

"You, you, you can't kill me!"

"I am of the blood of the royal family, and I am Li Jiancheng, the hidden prince!"

The fake Li Jiancheng panicked.

His pale face was still pale, but there was no panic.

He backed away tremblingly, his hands outstretched to block Yang Fei's appearance.

The hands of the fake hidden prince looked thin and tender, not at all like the complexion that a man in his 50s or [-]s should have.

"Kill you? No way."

"The general wants you to point out the person who made you pretend to be Prince Yin."

Yang Fei sneered.

He swung the long sword in his hand.

In an instant, sword shadows flashed past one after another.

I saw Yang Fei's long sword slashing across the feet and hands of the fake and hidden prince.

"what……"

"Yang Fei, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you..."

The fake Li Jiancheng screamed suddenly.

His hands and feet were cut off by Yang Fei.

Suddenly, the fake Li Jiancheng fell to his knees on the ground with a bang, his hands drooping weakly.

He stared at Yang Fei, if eyes could kill, Yang Fei would have been killed countless times by him.

"Sinister, how dare you commit murder in the Li family in Longxi."

"What are you eating? Why don't you let the patriarch take him down?"

Li Wudao was furious.

He slapped the tea table with a slap.

With a snap, all the princes present came back to their senses.

"Stop, or don't blame me for killing you on the spot!"

Li Daozong, king of Rencheng, and Li Xiaogong, king of Zhao Jun, two generals and princes stepped forward.

They approached Yang Fei and wanted to take Yang Fei down.

Both of them are masters in the military, and their martial arts are very good.

But they were quickly blocked.

"Wait a minute, I also want to see if he is the fake Prince Yin!"

Li Er stood up at the same time.

He stood in front of Li Daozong and the two of them, glaring at them with majestic eyes.

The reason why Li Er came to the Li family in Longxi today is entirely because of the invitation of the two of them.

If it was an invitation from other princes, Li Er directly refused, and even scolded them to leave.

But Li Daozong and Li Xiaogong are different. They are both Li Er's trustworthy clan brothers.

Li Daozong and Li Xiaogong looked at each other in blank dismay, finally sighed, lowered their heads and backed away from going forward.

Li Wudao watched this scene, his eyes turned cold for the first time, he took a deep breath, and looked at Yang Fei.

The corner of Yang Fei's mouth twitched, and he looked at Li Er with dissatisfaction.

"Your Majesty, if you don't dare to kill, this general will do it for you."

"Why do you need so many moths to verify the authenticity?"

"The general said he was fake, so he must be fake."

Yang Fei spoke domineeringly.

He slashed down with a long sword.

That fake Li Jiancheng's arm left his body immediately.