"What is Wang Ye talking about?" At the end of the yard, several figures greeted. Ye Xingyun recognized that the old man who spoke first was the person who gave her a letter.

"Ah, say that the past and interesting things are the old things that the official ministry was ordered in the front yard to be broken in the front yard!"

"..."

There is a silence in the crowd.

Zhao Yan also groaned slightly, and finally said uncertainty: "This adult ... here?" Here? "

Everyone looked at a direction in the corner. There, a slightly stubborn body was shaking slightly.

Zhao Yan couldn't help feeling: "Adults are still away from their home country, admiring the king!"

"Wang Ye ... Mszana ..."

Ye Xingyun couldn't hold back the laugh. Fortunately, it was too dark, and no one could see it.

"Wang Ye, please."

"good!"

Ye Xingyun was going to follow Zhao Yan but was stopped by a few people. The old man who asked her to send the letter was also: "Little girl, thank you for helping the old for sending a letter, but we have to discuss things tonight.

Ye Xingyun hasn't spoken yet, Zhao Yan, who was walking in front, stunned first: "It's okay, she is my best, let her come in!"

The old man was happy: "There is such a fate!"

"Yeah, this king did not expect that there would be such a fate."

In words, he glanced at Ye Xingyun and greeted everyone inside.

The house was not small, but because of standing with people, it seemed very forceful. After Zhao Yan came in, he was given the first place by everyone.

There were a few candles beside the wall, and the lighting was limited, so many people could not see their faces in the shadow. Ye Xingyun felt somehow as soon as she came in, but she did not find that there were martial arts here with her alertness.

"Wang Ye, the anti -thief has entered the palace, the emperor is now fierce, and Wang Ye still has to do something early!"

Zhao Yan said: "This king has already planned, even far from what you think, and earlier."

"oh?"

Everyone showed joy, secretly suppressing the excitement in their hearts.

The old man who sent the letter took the opportunity to say: "Since the prince has decided to listen to the throne, we will fight against the prince with Wang Ye, and fight with the thief Meng Yan.

"Wait a minute!" Zhao Yan said busy: "I said I planned, it's not the plan!"

"What does the prince mean?"

"Since I leave Beijing, I have inquired about the whereabouts of the Emperor Emperor ..."

"Lord!" A tall man interrupted his words: "Don't you believe in rumored rumors? The emperor and prince had killed Jiangnan twenty years ago!

You can deceive others, we won't be fooled! "

"Yeah! Even if the prince can, who can guarantee that he is not the next Zhao Ying!"

"What is the talent like Wang Ye, and then sit on the throne!"

"Yes! We only want to support Wang Ye! We can't believe others!"

"Others don't have the majesty of Wang Ye!"

Zhao Yan's mouth was slightly unable to laugh. He chased him in Beijing that year. He was still praising him. He was still a little ashamed that they were not embarrassed. They were a little ashamed.

"Everyone," Zhao Yan got up and laughed at a noisy and helpless.

Ye Xingyun glanced at him calmly, obviously not red, this person was really handy.

Zhao Yan said again: "As the descendants of Zhao, I never thought of winning the throne! I never thought of it, but I still never thought about it! After I left Beijing, I asked the whereabouts of the Emperor Emperor, and I contacted many forces.

The letter with the adults is also preparing for the prince to return to Beijing. However, in the past five years, I have nothing to find. "

The old man said again: "I know that Wang Ye is good at it."

Zhao Jian's mouth was slightly pumped, so he couldn't hear others praise him.

"I also know that Wang Ye has no intention of the throne,

But now in this world, it is not a question that the prince wants to fight, but the world, the people, the people, I have chosen you, and ask Wang Ye to be in danger! "

"Please be in danger!"

The people in this house were all kneeling on the ground, and they just wanted to force him to add a yellow robe.

This can make Zhao Yan embarrassed. While saying that he couldn't help but help, he was busy to help these heavy ministers.

Although Ye Xingyun has always been a little bit embarrassed in his head, he has guessed the cause and effect.

She didn't know that Zhao Yan's rejection of words was a little bit humble, but she thought, if Zhao Yan was really becoming emperor, at least it should be better than Zhao Ying now?

The most unsuitable, he will also be aware of the suffering of Li Min.

Zhao Yan pulled everyone up, and another look: "I have no ambitions, I just want to be a leisurely prince, under the trend, please forgive me to take this heavy task!"

Saying, saying to the direction of the door, "Lord Liu, let's talk!"

Everyone looked at the place where the door was not shined by the candle. I saw a figure slowly came out of the shadow. When everyone came to see the people, they changed their faces.

Liu Yan wore a black suit, tall and tall, and he rarely wore black clothes, but he wanted to come out and not pay attention to it. He put on black clothes.

He has passed the year, and faded from the green onions that belong to the young people.

"Liu Ye?"

The latter arch hands, which is a ritual with everyone.

Someone has already talked about the wind and cool words: "It is worthy of being the emperor's dog, the nose is really spiritual, smell the taste, and find another new master? The change is so fast.

"It's not you to get faster."

"you!"

Liu Yan glanced coldly, and swept through the pair of angry eyes: "I am not going to grab the credit of your new king today, rest assured, I am just entrusted by others."

"Yes, although Lord Liu is a little old, but his heart ..." Zhao Yan considers: "It's real, he is here to answer questions today! Let's ask Lord Liu to talk about it in detail!"

Speaking, he slapped himself and took the slap, and the old ministers around him were half -dead.

"Lord, he is still true? Then you really should have snacks!"

Zhao Yan's eyebrows bending: "Okay, I will write down, and tomorrow will grow."

"Say! What are you doing!" One of the military generals deliberately pulled up Liu Yan's voice, and his face was written with no seeing him!

Liu Ye settled the god, and then he stood up firmly: "Prince Emperor is still alive, the prince is the prince, just outside the city."

"Ha! Let's have another prince of the Emperor!" The general took a sip: "I still say that I am also the Prince of the Emperor! I tell you that you are playing with the rest of the prince.

In the palace! "

"Yeah ... Lord Liu, all over 20 years, who can guarantee that the prince is still alive? Even if you are still alive, how can you prove it?"

"Besides, the prince of the Emperor is the blood of the royal family, and King Yun Xiang is also the blood of the royal family. Why must the prince inherit the throne?

"It's impossible," Zhao Yan said humblely: "My father is out of his name, and his name is not good."

"How about it? That Zhao Ying is not the same, and I shamelessly climb up to the throne ..."

"If the king is climbing up, will the adults scold me shame tomorrow."

The man said busy: "How is this the same, isn't the gang who said, Wang Ye was in danger!"

Zhao Yan still waved his hand and urged Liu Ye to continue to say.

Liu Yan said: "I know you don't believe what I said, but if I say, this person is raised by the martial arts leader Shen Lang in one hand, should you always believe it?"

"What Shenlang and waves! Don't know! I don't know what you said!"

"The martial arts leader? Isn't that something on the rivers and lakes, do you get Chantang?"

"Master Liu,

We are so confused about what you say! "

In the narrow house, some people were impatiently noisy, but some people fell into contemplation.

Ye Xingyun hesitated and said, "Shen Lang was the Lord of the Wulin League. At that time, the emperor flowed in Jiangnan.

Only then did everyone look at the girl who has been standing quietly beside Zhao Yan, and did not pay attention. This time, although it was dressed in the peasant woman, it was beautiful, but the pupil was bright, but it was not like an ordinary person.

Zhao Yan laughed: "I only speculated that the prince was flowing in Jiangnan, and the tracing of people in the south of the river failed, but Meng Chaowei knew the past of the leader and the emperor, and sent his son Meng Tang to the Wulin League to find the prince."

He said this, and everyone was digested for a long time.

"Meng Tang? Second son, Meng Linxiao?"

"Yes."

"So, is the prince in Meng Yan's hand really fake?"

"Of course," Liu Ye answered: "Meng Yan's assassination of the prince couldn't. He killed his father Meng Chao Mu and planned to reveal it. He had to find a fake to help him ascend to the throne."

"I know that you don't have a spectrum in your heart," Zhao Yan said: "You are afraid that the prince is fake, and the prince is not a Mingjun. I promise today.
To be continued...