Chapter 608 (1/2)

At this time, Li Ming, king of Cao, was left with a crying voice, and could not even say a complete sentence. If it were not for the support of soldiers on both sides, he would have been paralyzed on the high platform like a pool of mud.

”Don't worry. I'll take care of Li Jun and Li Jie.” Li Hong back to Cao Wang Li Ming, looking at the sky edge of the fish belly white, light said.

”Hong'er, please forgive me. I dare not. I can persuade the king of Yue and others to give up their resistance and not kill me. By the way, report to your majesty that he will not kill me. Please, even if I am abandoned as a commoner and exiled to Lingnan, please, hong'er, I don't want to die. Really, I don't want to die. I beg you, I'm your uncle. If you do this, my royal family's reputation has accumulated over the years... ”

”Li Hong came a step late and didn't save uncle Cao from Wei Chao, the anti thief. Li Hong felt guilty.” Li Hong looked at the first ray of sunshine that was about to break through the horizon and said faintly.

There was a slight sound behind him, and then there was no sound. The head did not fall under the platform, but was blocked by people's feet at the edge of the platform.

Li Hong see did not see said: ”find someone to sew up, the coffin.”

With Li Hong's command, this Zhechong mansion was destroyed by the Tang Dynasty overnight, just like the other two.

All this will have no impact on the people in Yangzhou city. Even after the sun rises slowly from the horizon, some Yangzhou people who have just got up don't know that the city has undergone earth shaking changes this night.

Even, most of them did not know that Yangzhou city had changed owners several times on this quiet night, which was no different from the usual one. In the undercurrent surging, under the water like night, Yangzhou city was slowly recovering its original appearance.

The battle scenes of Ming Dao and Ming gun have always been the law of power in this era, while Yangzhou City, on a quiet night, tries to minimize the turmoil.

The street is much quieter than usual. Many people open the door and say hello as usual. However, in the early rising air, there seems to be a trace of dangerous gravity, warning them that when they do the usual things, they are cautious, and even their voice is deliberately lowered.

Some babies in the mother's arms, just cry out a voice, they were mother with sweet * * to stop the small mouth, for fear of his cry, startled the outside, do not know what to do, to cause trouble at home.

A little older children are forbidden to go out and play in front of the walls in their boring homes.

Teams of soldiers and soldiers passed through the streets and alleys of Yangzhou, confirming that the crisis of the night was still on, and the turmoil in Yangzhou city seemed not to be over.

Some people quietly whispered with their neighbors, fighting each other, listening to the current situation of Yangzhou City, did the court send troops? Did something happen last night? How's the governor? Cao Wang, who came to Yangzhou some time ago, where are they now? Is the prince able to fight them? Can the prince recapture Yangzhou? How many troops did the court send to suppress it?

In the early morning, the nobles and the elders with high status in the aristocratic families would make a pot of tea and sit in the courtyard with a solemn look of closing their eyes and sleeping, or listening to the outside world with their ears up. All in all, they were dignified.

The maid is more cautious than usual, standing quietly on one side to serve. These really hold the authority of the family's lifeblood.

Compared with the turbulence outside the wall, the elderly in the courtyard are more important in the eyes of the maid and more deterrent to them.

She would not understand that the turmoil in Yangzhou city was closely related to her interests. She only knew that if she did not serve the authoritative elders in the government well at this time, her own fate might be miserable and even sold to other people.

The children of the family are also cautious. Every time they come out of the room and go to another room, they can't help but look at the solemn old man. They want to know what the old man's plans are and what countermeasures they can take. However, they are afraid of the authority of the elderly at home and dare not take the initiative to disturb them.

The whole city of Yangzhou is in the same calm as before, but full of some tension, which makes people feel nervous and uneasy. Everything is so normal, everything is so unusual. In the past, all the scenery is there, and even there is not a trace of fighting, but everywhere seems to hide the murderous spirit of the iron horse.

The closer you get to the residence of Li Zhen, the more you feel the suffocating pressure.

The air around seemed to be frozen, and the streets around it were under martial law. The doors and windows of people's houses were closed, and the naughty children blinked at the soldiers holding spears, crossbars and crossbows outside.

In the heart both envy and fear, in short, the small hand can't help but buckle the gap on the door panel, concentrating, nervous and excited to look at everything outside.The Zhechong mansion led by Li Jingye, together with the three Zhechong houses originally led by Luo Binwang and Wei Siwen, has surrounded the residence of Li Zhen, the king of Yue. Some heralds galloped back and forth on fast horses, reporting the situation around the residence to Li Jingye.

The sun shining from afar, with a trace of new weather, into this piece of frozen air, efforts to dissolve, fusion of this piece of suffocating atmosphere.