Looking at his old boss, Yang Yizhong felt all sorts of emotions well up in his heart.

But the past has passed. After staying with the emperor for so many years, he deeply understood a truth:

Never, never, never settle old scores.

Because old accounts can never be overturned.

When they came forward, Lieutenant General Yang Yi helped Zhang Jun off his horse.

"Lieutenant, you are here."

Zhang Jun glanced around, but did not see the emperor's figure, and asked loudly:

"Just arrived, just arrived, where is the murderer?"

After saying that, he asked in a low voice: "The officials are here?"

He asked two questions at the same time, but Yang Yizhong didn't answer either of them, he just said:

"You should go see the official."

Zhang Jun was used to dealing with this piece of wood, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with his attitude, so he pulled him aside:

"You think this is in Huaixi? This is Lin'an! Why are you so ignorant that you want to mess with the Qin family!"

"You leave the living room to me, and I will ask for it myself. Then Qin Hui will have an explanation, and the matter will be over. Otherwise..."

Zhang Jun didn't finish the rest of the sentence, but Yang Yizhong's heart gradually sank.

"You still went to see Prime Minister Qin?"

"I..." Zhang Jun was speechless for a moment, but quickly changed his tone:

"Zhengfu, when you followed me and sent the official family to Lin'an, don't you know what the official character is like?"

"Yes, we won the battle of Tuogao, and Yue Pengju did reach Zhuxian Town, but it was useless! If the official said, we have to come back obediently!"

"I know you are unwilling. Your grandfather Jing Xian was my old boss. When I was a soldier at the age of sixteen, no one in the northwest knew his name? But what happened next? There is only one living member of the Yongxing Army.

No, not one!"

"Your father Yang Zhen is a master of bows and horses! In the battle of Zangdihe, more than a hundred people were beheaded. What will be the end? Once Linzhou City is destroyed, those who deserve to die for their country will die for their country."

"I can understand that you have a feud with the Jin people, but I brought you out with my own hands, and the blood on your body is the blood of our Western Army! To put it bluntly, we are both members of the Zhong Family Army, but now you can't even join the Zhong Family Army.

It’s all gone, gone!”

"Don't you understand? The Zhao family has no bones at all! You want to fight, Yue Pengju wants to fight, Liu Qi and Han Shizhong want to fight, but it's useless, Zhengfu! It's useless! The Zhao family doesn't want to, even if you want to go crazy

Go, you can’t avenge this revenge!”

When Zhang Jun talked about the past, Yang Yizhong was inevitably moved, but he just closed his eyes, not knowing what he was remembering.

Seeing that his words had an effect, he took the opportunity and said:

"It's not that I want to curry favor with Qin Hui, but... your ancestor Yang Ye, Taiwei Yang, what a hero he was? He wasn't forced to fight by Wang Qian's men and died, he was just a military supervisor!"
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"You, the general of the Yang family, owe nothing to the Song Dynasty. Zhengfu, listen to me, forget it... The official family has no heirs, and they only want to be rich and idle. You and I have not met the emperor. This is what we are doing."

The fate of a group of people."

"If you hadn't been involved in this matter this time, do you think I would really come here as a slave to the family? Although I don't know the reason, as long as you hand over the person who lives in the house, I will definitely not embarrass him."<

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Zhang Jun said it sincerely, and it was also what he said from the bottom of his heart.

For Yang Yizhong... In addition to having a background in the Western Army, there is another important point:

There is his shadow on this person.

He joined the army at the age of sixteen, starting as an archer and breaking through at the Battle of Yuci, leading a hundred men to kill 500 Jin soldiers.

At that time, he also thought about sending his troops northward, and also thought about welcoming back the Second Emperor.

But now...

It took a while for Yang Yizhong to open his eyes, and he said to Zhang Jun with a real face:

"Lieutenant, the person you are looking for is upstairs."

Seeing that it was difficult to get rid of this elm knot, Zhang Jun thought he had figured it out and praised:

"It'll be great if you figure it out!"

After saying that, he waved to his own troops, and the group rushed to Sibei Tower.

Liu Li crossed his arms, looking like he was determined to win.

Just now, I informed him about the relationship between Yang Yizhong and Zhang Jun.

Not many in the entire court knew about this matter. He believed that when he knew that he had been abandoned by Yang Yizhong, Mr. Xin would be frightened, and then he would beg him to take him across the river.

Although there is nothing wrong with the person in the living room now, he is already extremely frightened in his heart.

The literati of the Song Dynasty were as treacherous as Qin Hui, but as straightforward as Xin Ciying.

In Liu Li's eyes, although he didn't know why Xin Ciying dared to kill people on the street, he didn't need to know.

He was only sure that this person was used as a knife.

But what he didn't expect was that when Zhang Jun and Yang Yizhong finished talking, the man still didn't move.

Or, this person thinks that Qin Hui will not touch him and the emperor can really protect him. In this case, he is stupid.

Or, he still doesn't believe in his abilities.

"Master Xin, I can only say this here. Now that Captain Zhang is here in person, it is already too late."

He could already hear the sounds of people going upstairs, and Liu Li felt extremely regretful.

Why?

Why are there always people working for the Zhao family?

Putting a glass of water and wine into his mouth, Liu Bang did not swallow it. He waited for a long time to savor it, and then reluctantly let it roll down his throat.

Among the generals of the Song Dynasty, Yue Fei was wanted to be killed by Qin Hui. There must be nothing wrong with him.

I haven’t come across Han Shizhong yet, but from other people’s words, it sounds like the reputation is pretty good.

Then this Lieutenant Zhang is clearly on Qin Hui's side.

The old bastard has soldiers, so you have to think more carefully if you want to get him.

Liu Bang was still thinking about whether to win over him or let Qin Hui take over his military power and deal with it together.

But what no one expected was that the street in front of Sibei Tower...

Suddenly there was chaos.

I don’t know where it started. From the first exclamation, there were more and more and louder exclamations.

Everyone was squeezing from different directions, and a large piece fell down in an instant.

Those who could still stand and walk ran away from here as quickly as possible.

Zhang Juncai heard the sound when he was halfway up the stairs. He hesitated and went back out.

Liu Bang was upstairs with a wider view. He followed the source of the sound and finally saw what was happening.

The next moment, he shouted towards Yang Yizhong:

"Go over! Carriage!"

It was the carriage he was traveling in!

Surrounding the carriage, there were actually more than a dozen people holding knives standing there. They didn't even look at it, and they were slashing at the car frantically, as if they didn't care about their lives.

The hidden guards of the Palace Chief had already surrendered to them, but some of them were controlling the Lin'an government offices together with Yang Yizhong. The remaining ones still hadn't shown up... They only cared about the emperor.

, where the emperor is, there they will be.

There were only three or four people left beside the carriage... Although they were good men in the palace and could kill enemies on the battlefield, under the encirclement of so many people, a few of them immediately became jealous.

Despite this, no one flinched. Each person held up his own sword and fought with this group of people of unknown origin.

Yang Yizhong stepped on the porcelain stall nearby, and Gao also saw this scene clearly, and wanted to rush over with his men.

But there were too many people who were at a loss. If they took one step forward, they would be pushed back two steps.

I was extremely anxious, but there was really nothing I could do.

There was nothing he could do, and this feeling almost made him lose his mind.

He still has sense, but others don’t.

After Zhang Jun saw the carriage, he recognized it at a glance.

The Song Dynasty was short of horses, and Zhao Gou was also short of horses, so horses were extremely rare.

One of the two horses pulling the cart was given to the emperor by himself. That horse was different from the other horses in that the mane around its neck was white.
To be continued...