Qihuang

The two red doors of the living room were wide open, Zhu Zhihua didn't want to walk in through the front door, but kicked open the closed door next to him. The sound of "bang" made Zhu Yong's eyelids twitch suddenly .

The Chinese New Year is coming, so I specially changed the door... This prodigal son!

Yan Liao was still thinking about who would lead the soldiers, but he didn't expect it to be the disabled Zhu Zhihua, who immediately sneered and asked him, "You still have the strength to move?" It seems that the lesson was not harsh enough, This dude is not as unbeatable as he imagined.

As soon as Zhu Zhihua came in, he didn't even look at Zhu Yong who was tied to the pillar, his eyes were glued to Yan Liao's face.

Yan Liao taunted him, and he was annoyed, but after all, annoyance was no match for Mao Zedong.Swallowing his saliva, Zhu Zhihua said: "You beg for mercy now, the two of us can still discuss it, if you don't beg for mercy, then don't blame me for being rude."

How could Yan Liao think that Zhu Zhihua's words had a dirty meaning, and he only thought that he was talking about the fact that he was going to take down Jizhou right now.

And Yan Liao didn't panic about this at all, he just glanced at the spear infantry lined up in the yard, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is it just these people?"

At once?Are there still few of these people?

Before Zhu Zhihua came, he wanted to kill Yan Liao alive, so he brought in all eight hundred private soldiers, since the government office couldn't bring so many people in, he recruited many private soldiers from the outer streets to the government office.Not to mention people, even birds and beasts can't get in and escape.

Complacent, Zhu Zhihua said arrogantly: "Don't worry, I'm afraid this little person is not enough for the prince to enjoy himself, my son has surrounded the outside of the mansion, you can't escape now, if you know your senses, you will be arrested obediently!"

Zhu Zhihua's words comforted Zhu Yong very well, but Zhu Yong didn't have the hunting mood that his youngest son was so unhurried.The weather was cold, and he sat slumped on the ground, not to mention the cold air piercing his body. The hole in the palm of his hand seemed to be covered with frost by the cold air.

Zhu Yong urged: "Nie Zi, what are you talking about, hurry up and take him down, and save Dad!"

Just struggling, the silver gun on the neck will be sent into the flesh again, so he can't be too arrogant, aggrieved and anxious, looking at Zhu Zhihua desperately.

"What's the hurry, you can't die." Zhu Zhihua gave Zhu Yong a disgusted look, clapped his hands, and two soldiers outside brought Xu Shaoqing into the living room.Xu Shaoqing, who was captured, looked slumped, not to mention how pitiful he looked.

"Yan Liao, don't you want to fight for this little rabbit? Now he has fallen back into the palm of my son, how is it, are you angry?"

Zhu Zhihua's heart was very itchy, and he wanted to see a dissatisfied expression on Yan Liao's face, but he couldn't get what he wanted.After Yan Liao saw Xu Shaoqing being shoved in with his hands cut behind his back, his eyes red like a rabbit, his face sank.

The chill radiated from Yan Liao's body, causing Zhu Zhihua's legs to cool down reflexively, and the left wrist hanging by his side began to ache again.

Zhu Zhihua took a step back, pretending to be calm, just like his old man Zhu Yong, and opened his mouth:

"Xu Bin has already been killed by me. You can't wait for the rescuers to come. You'd better understand your current situation. More than 800 people want to kill one of you. Even if you have three heads and six arms, you can't handle it? Unless you really want to die with all your heart , then I can only kill you!"

"Eight hundred..." Yan Liao moved his knuckles and took a step forward.

As soon as Yan Liao took such a step, Zhu Zhihua's legs seemed to be filled with wind again, and he couldn't help but want to back away.

Spitting in her heart that she was really worthless, Zhu Zhihua quickly stabilized her figure, drew out the sword at her waist and put it on Xu Shaoqing's neck, as a threat: "You better not struggle needlessly, my son is magnanimous and wants to forgive you One life!"

"Huh? Forgive?" Yan Liao almost couldn't laugh out loud after hearing a big joke.

It seems that the father and son really don't know anything about themselves.If there was a fight, wouldn't it be clear at a glance who would spare whom?

The loose soldiers in the courtyard, looked around, most of them looked arrogant, most of their knives had never licked real blood, a group of lambs who didn't know what a real slaughter was, let alone eight hundred, it was three thousand , What can I do to myself?Yan Liao didn't pay attention to it for the time being.

I can't put it in my eyes, but I want to take it for my own use.

After all, Zhu Yong bought private soldiers with money. If they can be filled into the barracks in Mobei and trained, they should be quite good.Yan Shizi is thinking about how to strengthen Mobei's troops all the time.

Besides, there are still a group of officials in the backyard. If you really want to do something, the enemy will have an advantage in numbers, and accidental injuries will inevitably occur.

In this way, it is really impossible to choose to break out of the encirclement.Yan Liao cast his eyes on Xu Shaoqing, and began to think about how to get Zhu Zhihua to hand over Xu Shaoqing.

Seeing that Yan Liao hadn't moved in place, Zhu Zhihua became even more proud.He felt that Yan Liao could not escape from his grasp, he had already won!

Zhu Zhihua asked: "Senior Yan, did you go out by yourself, or did I ask someone to invite you out?"

Yan Liao looked at Zhu Zhihua: "This son can go with you, but..."

"But what, you say!"

Yan Liao is obviously resigned!This feeling is really good, it makes Zhu Zhihua feel a little bit smug, even if Yan Liao asks Jiaozi to carry him away at this time, Zhu Zhihua can agree.

Yan Liao said indifferently: "After all, it is because of the official seal that there is such a big commotion. How can I be reconciled to not having to go back to the official seal?"

Originally still thinking about the official seal, Zhu Zhihua laughed: "What's wrong with thinking about it, I want to grab the official seal, tell me, how do you want to use it?"

Yan Liao said impatiently: "What do you care about me? Besides writing and drawing, can I use it for flowers?"

Even the irritable and impatient posture is so beautiful.The color makes the mind faint, coupled with the absolute victory, Zhu Zhihua doesn't think this request is too much at all.

There was a lot of fuss over a broken seal, Zhu Zhihua said that a man should be generous, so he just played with him: "Then you can use it here!"

"You, you, you bastard!" Listen to what people say!The father is still tied up, the son is not in a hurry to control the father's life and death, flirting with the enemy here, and lending the official seal that is regarded as lifeblood to the enemy for fun?

Zhu Yong on the ground was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Zhu Zhihua was still floating in the sky at the moment, in a great mood, and smiled to Zhu Yong and said, "Father, don't panic, the son has already taken him down, hasn't he?"

Yan Liao shook his head and said, "Use it in the study."

Zhu Zhihua hesitated: "Why do you want to go to the study, what do you want to do?"

Zhu Yong shuddered, thinking that Yan Liao asked his subordinates to take a group of officials to the study, he suddenly felt bad, and just about to tell Zhu Zhihua, a huge object was stuffed into his mouth.

Yan Liao took the official seal on the table and stuffed it directly into Zhu Yong's mouth, blocking everything he wanted to say.

Zhu Yong's eyes widened in shock, he shook his head and struggled, but was firmly held down by the cold Baili Yunting, so as not to make him noisy.

After all, it was his father, Yan Liao's behavior made Zhu Zhihua look a little ugly, and his face darkened a little.Zhu Zhihua asked in displeasure, "Yan Liao! What are you doing?"

"Xu Bin died because of me. My son wants to write a sacrificial letter for Captain Xu, stamp it with the seal of the county magistrate, and hang it on the wall of the city gate, so that all the people in Jizhou can remember him."

Zhu Zhihua sneered: "Xu Bin deserved to die for committing crimes, why should the people remember him? What do you mean by putting the official seal in my father's mouth?"

Yan Liao: "In the previous dynasty, there was a great Confucian who held an imperial decree to thank the Holy Grace. Your father kept the official seal that this son wanted to grab. Why can't this son make him feel holy? Let's not talk nonsense. At your disposal!"

After hearing this, Zhu Zhihua let you dispose of her, but she didn't know what to do again.

Yan Liao sneered in his heart.

There is no fool who has ever read the imperial decree, this is pure nonsense.Zhu Zhihua is not a filial person anyway, Yan Liao blocked what Zhu Yong wanted to say, found a decent reason, and let him deal with it, the self-esteem of the so ambitious dude was satisfied, don't mention it now I'm so satisfied, I don't care about anything else.

Sure enough, Zhu Zhihua took advantage of the situation and climbed down: "Ahem...Then, please go to the study."

Yan Liao pointed at Xu Shaoqing: "This son will bring Xu Shaoqing with him to write sacrificial rites, and Xu Bin's son is indispensable."

Zhu Zhihua grabbed Xu Shaoqing.He felt something strange, as if something was wrong.But Yan Liao has come to this point, and he is in his own territory, what else can he play?

Yan Liao said: "What? It's not okay for a son to write a sacrificial letter to his father?"

Of course it is okay for the son to give some sacrificial rites to his father.Xu Bin is dead, and Yan Shizi wants to write sacrificial texts for fun, so let him play, and let him handle it afterwards!After the people are eaten and wiped clean, the sacrificial oration will be removed.

The temptation was too great, Zhu Zhihua pushed Xu Shaoqing forward and pushed it into Yan Liao's hands.

At this time, Zhu Yong on the ground had already rolled his eyes countless times, wishing he could hack this idiot and unfilial son to death.

Yan Liao signaled Baili Yunting to arrest Zhu Yong, and followed by Zhu Zhihua's army, he arrived at the door of Zhu Yong's study.

"After writing the sacrificial text, the son will come out. Before that, don't come in and get in the way!"

Yan Liao didn't have the consciousness of being a prisoner at all, and his attitude was still domineering and arrogant. The luxurious demeanor of the nobles of the royal family fascinated Zhu Zhihua.

There was a knife on the top of the color word, and Zhu Zhihua's mind was full of "let me deal with it". It was completely Yan Liao who listened to what he said, and asked soldiers to surround the study room, while he stood guard in front of the courtyard with a smirk on his face.

Yan Liao actually didn't expect Zhu Zhihua to be so cooperative, but he didn't bother to be surprised, he just took Xu Shaoqing and the three of them into the study together as if he was mentally retarded after being beaten in the morning.

Upon entering the study, the first thing Yan Liao did was to lock the door behind his back.

All the eyes of the people in the study were focused on Yan Liao, seeing Yan Liao closing the door solemnly, just fulfilled the bad premonition they had when they hid in, and the atmosphere in the room froze to the extreme for a while.