In the same way, he also kicked out such ambitious rebels as Zhang Liang. As for the ulterior motives of His Royal Highness King Jin, His Majesty has seen it through.

At least it should be able to make Tang Chengping for decades...

While Zhao Kun was sighing with emotion, the guards next to him approached him.

"General, those two, ahem...Xiao Cheng Taibao and His Royal Highness King Wu are here again."

"Huh?" Zhao Kun also raised his head in confusion. Didn't they just get kicked away before, why did they come back all of a sudden, what did they want to do?

But when he learned from Cheng Sanlang that it was about the eldest grandson Wuji, Zhao Kun took a breath with a toothache and could only brace himself and enter the hall.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

Hearing Zhao Kun's low voice, Li Shimin, who had not slept well for a long time, slowly opened his eyes.

"What's the matter?"

"Cheng Sanlang came here to report that yes, the Duke of Zhao pursued and killed the head of the Luoyang government office, Bo Li Yifu all the way.

Now that he is locked in the government office, he came here specially..."

"Wuji?! What did he do to kill Li Yifu?" Li Shimin suddenly came to his senses.

"I don't know, maybe..." Zhao Kun turned his head and glanced at Cheng Saburo, who was sneaking his head at the entrance of the palace.

"...Maybe it's Hate House and Wu."

"???" Li Shimin looked at Zhao Kun who said these words with a dazed expression. What God's Hate House and U...

I have lived so much, and I only heard that I love you, and even the crow on the roof of his house will make you feel good-looking.

However, I have never heard of hating this person, even the crow on the roof of his house.

"This is what Cheng Saburo said himself."

Of course, Zhao Kun wouldn't take the blame, and pointed directly at the sword, pointing to the demon moth who was nodding and bowing at the moment.

Subconsciously, he followed Zhao Kun's eyes and looked towards the door of the hall, and happened to see those two young people who made people feel heartbroken.

Cheng Chubi's face was filled with a pleasing smile as he strode forward and gave a salute.

"My son-in-law has seen my husband, and I didn't want to come over to disturb my husband's rest, but it is about Zhao Guogong, so my son-in-law thinks it's better to ask my husband to judge."

Li Shimin nodded towards Cheng Sanlang and stood up.

"It's hard for you, boy, to be able to think of such a way, alas... let's go, the old man also wants to see him in person."

"There are a lot of questions, and I want to ask him in person."

The group walked quickly to the palace gate. Of course, they would not go to the collapsed main gate of the palace, but walked out of the palace through the side gate.

When the horses arrived, they arrived a block away from the Luoyang official office, and Li Shimin could already see the main entrance of the Luoyang official office, which was heavily guarded.

A Luoyang police officer stood at the gate of the government office, looking around vigilantly.

At this time, Li Shimin faintly heard a cry full of grief, anger and unwillingness from inside the government office.

"Zhao Gong, you're good at it. If you want to chop it, go to Luoyang. What's the matter with the official?"

"Young dog, wait for the old man to kill you, and then go to get the head of Cheng Saburo..."

"You can't catch the next official, why bother? Everyone sit down and have a good rest, how good is it to chat?"

"...Alright, alright, the old man is also tired. Go and get the old man a glass of water."

"Hehe, Duke Zhao, you're not stupid as an official, hey hey... help..."

"..." Li Shimin finally set foot in front of the closed government office with a gloomy expression on his face.

Cheng Chubixin stepped forward, opened the copper lock, and pushed the heavy yamen open.

Accompanied by that very unpleasant creaking sound, the inside was already exhausted, but the two who were still chasing finally stopped.

When the eldest grandson Wuji turned his head, he saw Cheng Sanlang striding into the government office.

In an instant, Changsun Wuji, who had already turned pale from exhaustion, felt as if he had been beaten with blood.

"Cheng Saburo, accept your order..."

Roaring angrily, he waved the horizontal knife full of gaps in his hand and rushed towards the gate of the official yamen.

It was only after a few steps that he saw Cheng Saburo suddenly give way to the side. Then, another familiar figure came into Changsun Wuji's sight.

Looking at the frost on the temples, she had a beer belly, but she still seemed to be full of heroic spirit, with a familiar face that was not angry and arrogant.

Zhangsun Wuji stumbled under his feet, and managed to control the figure that almost fell over. He stared blankly at Li Shimin, who stood with his hands behind his back and said nothing.

After a few breaths had passed, Changsun Wuji weakly let the horizontal saber in his hand fall to the ground, and slowly knelt down to the ground, only then did his vocal cords choked down and buried his head.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you shouldn't deceive your ministers, you shouldn't deceive your ministers, Your Majesty..."

Hearing this, Li Shimin couldn't help but tremble, and his eyes turned red.

Hearing this, Li Shimin knew very well that this old brother, who had known him for many years, might have guessed the truth.

Li Shimin walked towards the eldest grandson Wuji with such big strides, and Zhao Kun wanted to rush ahead.

When he saw Li Shimin's staring eyes, he was so frightened that he stopped his steps, but he still cautiously did not dare to leave.

Li Shimin walked up to Changsun Wuji and stretched out his hand to help Changsun Wuji up.

Looking at the other party's face, which had been smeared with tears and dust, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"Come on, give Zhao Guogong a quick face."

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"Cheng Luoyang, Xieguan..." Li Yifu's mouth was dry and cracked with bloodshot eyes.

The official uniform that had just been put on was now tattered again, and it was very uncomfortable to be chased and killed by Changsun Wuji.

"Sorry for you, Cheng Mou was not in the government office at the time. After receiving the news, he rushed to the palace to invite His Majesty as soon as possible."

Li Yifu looked at his immediate boss with a rather complicated expression. He was so good at licking himself, why did Cheng Luoyang still regard himself as a piece of grass?

"Xiaguan... I would like to thank Cheng Luoyang for helping, but why did you want them to close the gate of the government office, but Xiaguan almost died under Zhao Guogong's sword several times..."

"Me? Why don't I know? Oh, they must be wrong.

Cheng Mou remembered that at that time, he told them to block Zhao Guogong in the government office, and never let him go out and hurt people indiscriminately. "

Having said this, Cheng Chubi turned his head and asked his old partner Li Ke beside him.

"Right, you were next to Cheng at the time."

Li Ke had a serious expression and nodded cooperatively. Indeed, from the beginning to the end, the bad brother Chubi only said that he would let you, Li Yifu, be the bait, and that you were going to be chopped by Zhao Guogong, and that was your own bad luck.

Of course, although he thought so in his heart, Li Ke definitely couldn't say that, and he had to play the emotional card with brother Chubi.

"Yes, yes, Li Zhubo, you must believe in Cheng Luoyang, you and Xu Xiancheng are both capable men of Brother Chubi.

How could he intentionally harm you, right? Brother Chubi. "

"That's natural, look into Cheng's eyes, believe me."

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