"What is the prince doing?"

It was almost noon, and Han Qi yawned and felt a little tired.

Someone went to ask and came back and said, "Suang Han, the king captured Jia Er's man and just interrupted his leg to interrogate him."

"Break the leg? Whose idea?"

This question was asked by Zeng Gongliang, and everyone was looking at the man.

What are the temperaments of the future princes and emperors? What are their skills? The prime ministers need to study these problems. First, be prepared for any trouble, and second, find problems and correct them as soon as possible.

The prime ministers are all old and consciously experience can crush countless people in the world. Of course, young people like Zhao Xu need their guidance, so they must be careful all the time.

The visitor said, "Yes... it's the king."

Tsk!

Why is this method so ruthless?

Zeng Gongliang said, "Is this Chen An's influence?"

Han Qi nodded, "Chen An often breaks his opponent's legs. The king's ears and eyes are stained by his eyes... But do you think it's a good thing or a bad thing?"

"It's too...a bit too much." Zeng Gongliang said: "What the prince needs is stability."

The prince and the emperor are the ones who are in a stable manner, that is, they are impartial.

Han Qi shook his head and said, "The means are not ruthless... This Song Dynasty is full of opponents. Fan Zhongyan's methods seemed ruthless, but they were much less ruthless. If he had acted ruthlessly back then, it would have been much better. It was because he was too kind and ruthless, so those opponents dared to flock to... and finally submerged the new policy."

It was hard to say whether things were successful or not back then, but one thing was certain, that was that it was too gentle.

If you are too gentle, others will think you can bully it.

Han Qi's eyes were confused, "The king's methods are ruthless, but not enough. If he dares to treat Jia Er... Jia Er is the one who does shameful business in the capital?"

The visitor said: "Yes, Jia Er often has some good things in his hands. Many powerful families like to communicate with him. If you have good things, you can buy them first."

"What?" There was a dangerous light in Bao Zheng's eyes.

"For example... young women from foreign vassals... and many treasures from foreign vassals."

Han Qi said: "Will the king dare to take down such a person? Will he be afraid of the powerful and powerful behind him? If he dares, he will be fearless and have responsibility, which is gratifying."

Time passed, and when the yamen was in the moment, the news still did not come. Han Qi mocked himself: "I looked up to the king, for nothing, a gentleman did not stand under a dangerous wall, but I begged him for extravagance."

The prime ministers left the duty room, and Han Qi stretched and felt extremely comfortable.

"The king took the people from the Imperial City Department to go directly to Jia Er's lair..."

Han Qi was stunned and his hand that stretched down suddenly fell.

With a click, Han Qi's face turned pale and he grabbed Zeng Gongliang.

"Ouch! My waist...waist is broken!"

Zeng Gongliang was also stunned and relaxed all over.

While relaxing, he was suppressed by the super fat man Han Qi. Zeng Gongliang only felt a pain in his waist and took a breath, "No... it's not good."

The little official who came to report the news looked at the appearance of the two husbands in shock, "It's not good! Someone is here!"

It was the time to go to the yamen. Officials from the Privy Council and the Political Affairs Hall flocked out and surrounded him when they heard the shouts.

Han Qi hugged Zeng Gongliang, and Zeng Gongliang hugged Han Qi, both of them couldn't stand firm.

"Call the imperial doctor soon!"

The imperial doctor came later and sighed as soon as he checked, "This is a flash of his waist, let's rest for a few days."

Han Qi was willing to rest, so he asked him to take the opportunity to treat him.

So they didn't go back home, and Han Qi and Zeng Gongliang squatted in the political affairs hall. The imperial doctor was giving them massages, and later it was acupuncture. The acupuncture was fine, but the massage was so sour and the screams of the two old men made people think it was a pig killing.

"Why is it like...because of that?"

Even if the door couldn't go home, it was naturally a little complaining.

And outside a brothel in Bianliang, people stood behind Zhao Xu.

At this moment, the sunset was gradually setting in the sky, and the guy in the brothel was about to come out and light the lights.

"Jia Er is at the back door and is about to come in."

Zhao Xu nodded, "When he goes in, block the back door immediately and do not allow anyone to go out. If you have the possibility of escaping, then take a ruthless move and use a bow and arrow!"

"yes!"

The secret spy looked at Zhao Xu with admiration, feeling that such a prince was worthy of becoming the successor of the Song Dynasty.

As soon as Zhao Xu finished giving the instructions, the guy came out. He held a lantern in one hand and covered his mouth with the other yawning...

Then a group of people outside the door were in a dark state.

He let go of his hand, yawned but said in tears: "This is...it's too early, right? And so many people..."

He thought these were guests, but when he saw most of the people wearing swords through tears, he wanted to scream.

A long sword appeared at his mouth like lightning, and a secret spy whispered in a low voice: "If you dare to make a sound, you will mess up your tongue."

The guy didn't dare to shout, someone stepped forward to control him, and then hung the lantern outside.

It has begun inside.

"Everyone came out quickly, and told those women to get up and cheer up. Who is still in the toilet? Get out! They are all ready."

A woman's voice came, very arrogant.

"Who is sick? When you fight, you have to survive today even if you are sick."

"Second brother is here..."

The arrogant woman's voice suddenly became gentle, and Zhao Xu outside couldn't help but be stunned.

What second brother?

Why is it so familiar?

Zhang Banian whispered: "Jia Er..."

"knew."

Zhao Xu thought of the second brother Jia Baoyu in the Stone Story written by Shen An.

At this time, a head suddenly appeared on the roof and nodded to the bottom.

Zhang Banian said: "The king, they are surrounded."

Zhao Xu's face was slightly cold and he shouted: "Do it!"

Knock!

There was a sound of drawing a sword outside, and then the spies rushed forward.

The black clothes fluttered, the long sword flashed with a cold light. When someone saw it, he couldn't help but scream.

ah……

In the lobby, Jia Er, who looked very majestic, sat on his head, beside him was a madam flattering him, and there were a few big men.

Seeing someone rushing in with a knife, Jia Er shouted: "Which maggot crawled out of the cesspool?! Kill it out!"

He also had an opponent in this industry, but before the sky was dark, someone lit up his sword, which made Jia Er a little angry.

Several big men rushed over with a grin, then changed color after rushing out a few steps, and then retreated.

A group of secret spies rushed in. When Jia Er saw something was wrong, he grabbed the madam and pushed it over, taking the opportunity to run back.

He lifted the curtain and rushed out, then retreated.

Several secret spies came in from behind and said, "King, this man is here to report the news."

"Big... King?"

Jia Er had a fierce look on his face, but after hearing the title of King, he couldn't help looking at Zhao Xu.

"Get them all!"

Zhang Banian personally brought a chair to sit down for Zhao Xu, and then stood behind the side and on guard.

"Zhang Ba Nian!"

Jia Er was originally lucky, but when he saw that Zhang Banian was serving that boy respectfully, his heart fell to the bottom.

"See the king!"

His eyes rolled and he began to approach, "King, the villain knows many powerful people... Some of them are royal families..."

The decay of the powerful and the royal family is often accompanied by enjoyment.

Zhao Xu looked at him and said, "Break his legs and ask questions."

Zhang Banian took action himself, and when Jia Er was still howling, he broke his leg bones with his hands. There was no one else in this power.

"Ask a question!"
To be continued...