"Your Majesty, haven't you seen the king?" Looking at the Pingling Jun Zhao Yu on the throne, the doctor Zhao Cheng had a worried look in his eyes. Tomorrow will be Pingyang Jun's praise, but no one has seen Zhao Dan, who has not been in court for half a month, except for the Jianxin Jun Zhao Mu, who freely entered and left the palace.

"No, even Mr. Ziyi, I didn't see him." After frowning, I took a sip of wine. Zhao Yu also had a bad premonition. If Zhao Wangdan was seriously ill, it would be normal that he had not seen him, but he could not find Mr. Ziyi, who had been in and out of the palace freely, could not find him. Zhao Yu smelled a conspiracy.

"Your Majesty, rumors have been spreading recently. It is said that the king wants to establish the prince with auspicious signs of celestial phenomena. Does anyone want to make a mistake?"

"It's not impossible, but the city guards should be in my hands. I will tell my son to be careful these days."

“So best.”

"I'm going to Pingyang Jun Mansion tomorrow, you can go back and rest earlier."

"promise."

To the south of the Zhao Palace, in a magnificent mansion that is not far below the Pingyuan Jun Mansion, a group of warriors wearing maroons and carrying long swords stood solemnly in the yard, guarding the room behind them with vigilance.

"Your Majesty, everything is ready." Jiang Wu lowered his head and reported, a hint of fanaticism flashed in his eyes. As long as tomorrow passes, everything will be different.

"Okay, I wonder what Juzi is going to do?" Hearing Jiang Wu's report, Zhao Mu nodded without comment and turned to look at Zhao Mo's master Zhao Yan.

"Leave it to the Lord." Zhao Yan responded in a low voice, but a ray of unspeakable pain appeared in his eyes. If the master had not been forced to force him, he would not have completely turned to Zhao Mu's camp and became a thug of the powerful. However, in order to protect Zhao Mo whom the master gave him, Zhao Yan could only hold himself to the powerful and did not hesitate.

"Um."

Seeing Zhao Yan's congratulations, Zhao Mu nodded proudly and looked at his think tank Situ Yu.

"Your Majesty, the city guards are under control." Situ Yu, who had been preparing for three years and had been waiting for the moment, felt extremely excited.

"Okay, after tomorrow, I will want this Handan City to be under my control." Thinking of becoming the controller of the central capital of Zhao State, Zhao Mu felt an unspeakable pleasure in his heart. It was even more comfortable than having sex with the beauty.

The war ahead changed so quickly that Zhao Mu caught him off guard, and Zhao Wangdan's attitude shocked him even more. Zhao Mu would never have thought that after taking medicine for three years, Zhao Wangdan could still remain sober, forcing him to take risks. If Li Mu and his son returned with great achievements, the entire court would be the world of the Li clan, and there would be no other place to stand. Zhao Mu, who had enjoyed the power, would never allow power to slip away from his hands.

I have to say that the passing of Pingyang Jun was really too late, and it was heard that it was caused by the news of the great victory. Zhao Mu wanted to thank Li Mu and his son for giving him such a good opportunity. Now he has won dozens of officials in the court, and the royal ministers with outstanding prestige have passed away one by one. Pingling Jun, who is close to Li Yu, does not have such great authority to suppress the ministers. The Zhao court has formed a vacuum period, giving him space to operate, allowing him to reach the peak of Zhao's power.

"Your Majesty, why is the Chengwei coming?" After worshiping Pingyang Jun, Zhao Cheng, the senior doctor standing beside Pingling Jun Zhao Yu, saw Gongzi Gu not far away. He said in shock.

"What?"

When he heard that the son who guarded the City Guard Mansion had also come, Zhao Yu looked over with Zhao Cheng's hand and felt like he was hit by lightning. Yesterday, he had instructed his son to guard the City Guard Mansion and never leave a step away. How could he come to Pingyang Jun Mansion?

"Father, go to the doctor." Zhao Gu, who had worshipped Pingyang Jun, also saw his father. He walked over and greeted him.

"Gu'er, how could you be here?" Zhao Yu, who had been in politics for many years, had already smelled an unusual breath, and even made him feel a little cold. Although the King of Zhao ordered the ministers to worship, Zhao Gu, who guarded Handan City, was not among them.

"The king ordered all the noble ministers in the city to worship Pingyang. I also received a decree." Zhao Gu had no doubt about Zhao Wangdan's decree. After all, Pingyang Jun was the uncle of Zhao Wangdan, so it was normal for him to give a decree. When Pingyuan Jun died of illness a few years ago, Zhao Wangdan went to worship in person. If Zhao Wangdan had not been ill on his bed, he would have come to worship in person today.

"My son quickly returns to the city guard mansion, don't let the traitor succeed." Without saying anything, Zhao Yu whispered to Zhao Gu. Thinking about his son's ignorance, Zhao Yu sighed secretly, hoping that it would be too late.

"promise."

Seeing his father's serious expression, Zhao Gu also found that things were unusual. Thinking about his father's advice last night, he responded and walked towards the mansion.

Soon, Zhao Gu retreated back to the main hall and came to Zhao Yu and said quickly: "Father, there is a palace guard outside the mansion, so the child can't get out."

"It seems that I have been trapped, I just hope Yu'er has time."

Looking at the Jianxin Lord Zhao Mu who was having a great conversation among the nobles, Zhao Yu sighed. None of the noble ministers knew that this place was their prisoner.

"The child rushed out and led the city guards to save his father." He didn't rush out recklessly just now, which was exactly the calmness that Zhao Gu learned in the cavalry camp and the calmness that he had brought for many years of command of the city lieutenant. He didn't want to implicate his father.

"No, my son didn't force out just now, it was a blessing. If he was not careful, the other party might kill him." Zhao Yu was very glad to stop Zhao Gu's impulse. If Zhao Gu had just forced out of the mansion, it might lead to the other party's killer. The situation is obvious now. The other party wants to control the noble ministers in the city, and Zhao Gu, who commanded the city guards, is naturally the most important. If he guessed correctly, the city guards' mansion was under the control of the other party at this time, and even if Zhao Gu returned to the city guards, he would have to commit suicide.

"Can we just accept our fate?" Zhao Gu asked depressedly when he saw his father stopping him, but he did not insist on his own opinion. He had observed the guards of Pingyang Jun Mansion before, and at least thousands of black-clothed palace guards were stationed. He wanted to go out alone, unless he was lying down and carrying them out.

"Watch the changes."

As the Grand Sima of the Xia official and in charge of the government for several years, Zhao Yu's demeanor became more and more calm.

After opening his mouth, Zhao Gu finally swallowed the words to his mouth. It seemed that he could only hope that the situation would not become too bad so that his nephew and son-in-law could have a chance to turn the tide. At this time, Zhao Gu realized how insignificant his own power was.

At noon, some officials who had political affairs were about to leave Pingyang Jun Mansion, but found that the mansion was full of black-clad palace guards, and they only entered but not left.

"I have political affairs to deal with. How dare you stop me?" Lou Yuan scolded the black-clothed palace guard who was blocking her. As a pedestrian, he had many political affairs to deal with.

"There are still many political affairs in the Sikou Mansion, so I will let you go." Zhao Hao, the lower minister of the Qiuguan, also looked angry. Pingyang Jun, who followed, passed away, was already in a bad mood, but when he saw the black-clothed palace guards dared to stop him from leaving, he became even more angry.

"Get out of the way, otherwise I will report to the king, Zhier and others to commit the crime."

"The black-clothed one is what the guards in the palace do, and you and others want to rebel."

"Let Le Cheng come out, I want to see how he dares to imprison us."

The commotion at the gate of the mansion also attracted noble ministers who came to worship. After a moment of inquiry, they knew what happened and they all shouted to report to King Zhao to punish the Black-clothed Palace Guard. You should know that those who came to worship King Pingyang this time were all noble ministers with great influence. The officers of the Black-clothed Palace Guard were all descendants of the nobles, and many of them were descendants of the people present. Outsiders may be afraid of the Black-clothed Palace Guards who guard the royal city, but how could they be afraid?

Facing the old minister Su in the court, the black-clothed palace guards had no expression and quietly blocked the mansion. For today's plan, Zhao Mu had already pretended that the dead soldiers in his mansion were guarding the black-clothed palace guards at a critical location, but he knew that if he made a mistake, he would be a place that would be a terrible place.

"Don't worry, everyone."

When Zhao Mu, who had been standing among the crowd, stood up and said to the noble ministers.

"Jun Jianxin, what does this mean?" Seeing Zhao Mu stand up, the inner clerk Gongsun Qiu frowned and asked in a deep voice.

The noble ministers who were originally clamoring to see Zhao Mu appear, all quieted down. If there is anyone who is the most popular in Handan City in recent years, Zhao Mu said that no one dared to be the first. Relying on the favor of Zhao Wangdan, Zhao Mu, who had no achievements, jumped to the throne in one fell swoop. The ministers who were evil with him were either demoted or transferred. The ministers who were good friends all reached high positions one after another, and his intimidation was even greater than that of the Pingling Lord Zhao Yu, who was in charge of political affairs.

As we all know, Gong Wei Lecheng is Zhao Mu's man. Without his permission, the black-clothed palace guards dared to do this. Many of the people present were ministers close to Zhao Mu, so they naturally would not make trouble anymore and waited for Zhao Mu to say the reason.

"Unfortunately, I will tell you that the king is critically ill. In order to avoid the turmoil of the government, I would like to wait here." Zhao Mu looked sad when he spoke out the news that King Dan of Zhao was critically ill.

"The king is critically ill, and we will meet the king."

"The king is critically ill, so we should go to the palace to meet the king."

...

When he heard that the king was critically ill, the nobles and ministers present were shocked. Although Zhao Wangdan almost ignored political affairs, it was a symbol of Zhao State. As long as Zhao King Dan was present, the government could operate freely. Pingyang Jun just passed away and something happened to Zhao State, which was simply a nightmare for Zhao State. Especially when the prince was young and the Zhao State was in turmoil, the Zhao State, which had the opportunity to rise, missed the opportunity and gave the rest of the countries an opportunity to take advantage of it.

"If the king is critically ill and does not allow us to meet the king, why should we imprison us? Jun Jianxin, can you not rebel?"

Pingling Jun Zhao Yu stood up to question Zhao Mu. He and Zhao Mu were not in harmony, and even if they were hiding, it would be useless. Now only by arousing everyone's efforts can the other party be afraid.
Chapter completed!