"The king loves the young master or the prince more?"

"Of course it is me."

"Then why did the king take the lead in summoning the prince and the prime minister today, but left the young master alone?"

"I……"

Gong Zizhen originally did not believe the middle-aged man's judgment, but the other party's question left him speechless.

Recalling everything today in his mind, especially the conversation between King Zhao and Zhao Zhong in the palace, an unpleasant feeling emerged in his heart.

Young Master Zhen knew very well that the reason why he was able to occupy a certain position in the Zhao court was all because of the love of his father, Zhao Zhong.

If he loses the backing of King Zhao Zhao Zhong, and just because he once wanted to compete for the throne, Prince Zhao Yu will definitely not let him go after he ascends the throne.

Now he is in great danger!

After realizing his current situation, Gongzi Zhen couldn't help but anxiously stood up from behind the desk, and took three steps at a time to come to the middle-aged man.

"I am very anxious in my heart, and I would like to ask you, sir, to plan a solution for me."

Gongzi Jie is the middle-aged man's master. Once Gongzi Jie is defeated, the middle-aged man's fate will also change accordingly.

The middle-aged man who knew this well asked with a serious face: "Sir, are the forces in the army still there?"

The middle-aged man suddenly mentioned the power of the army, which made the young master feel a little embarrassed for a moment.

"After the previous war with the Zhongshan Kingdom, my power in the army was greatly weakened, and my strength is no longer what it used to be."

After hearing Gong Zizhen's answer, the middle-aged man's face inevitably showed a bit of disappointment.

If the power of Gongzi Zhen in the army was not damaged, then taking advantage of the opportunity that Prince Zhao Yu did not react, King Zhao's position might not be impossible to pry into.

But now...

Just when the middle-aged man was at a loss what to do, Gong Zizhen seemed to have thought of something and immediately made an excited voice.

"By the way, a deputy general stationed at the South Gate of Handan has received favors from me, but I don't know if he is willing to help me?"

When the middle-aged man heard what Gong Zizhen said, his face immediately showed a bit of hope, as if a drowning man had grasped the last life-saving straw.

"The situation is too late for careful planning. The prince has the support of Prime Minister Zhongle. The gap in strength between the enemy and us is really too great."

"For the current plan, the only way to have a chance of survival is to take advantage of the prince's unpreparedness and launch the most fatal blow."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man's eyes looked at Gong Zizhen, his eyes full of vicious eyes.

Gongzi Zhen is not an indecisive character. Zhao Zhong's love for him has developed a proud and courageous character.

With almost no hesitation, he had already made up his mind.

Since if you don't take action, you will die, and if you do, you will die, so why not try your best and give it a try?

The look of determination lingered in Gong Zizhen's eyes for a long time, and he bowed to the middle-aged man very solemnly.

"Please help me, sir."

…

The day flew away quickly, night fell on the earth, and Handan City, which had been noisy for a day, gradually returned to silence.

Just when the entire city of Handan fell into sleep, there was a bright light above the south gate.

"Brother, please!"

"Brother, please!"

After two vigorous toasts, the two full bottles of wine were drank down in one gulp.

“Good wine!”

Feeling the heat coming from his chest, the guard of Handan South Gate sighed and couldn't help but look at the opposite side with a smile.

"My dear brother, today I am responsible for the defense of the South Gate for my brother. I was not allowed to drink alcohol."

"But who would have thought that my dear brother would bring such good wine today? You and I are close friends who once fought side by side. How could I not take a sip?"

"Come, dear brother, please!"

After the guard finished speaking, he took advantage of the situation and picked up the refilled wine barley in his hand, and drank it all in one gulp.

What the guard who was drinking indulgently didn't notice was that there was clearly some entanglement and hesitation hidden in the eyes of the deputy general sitting opposite him.

One count, two counts, three counts...

Perhaps due to the intoxication of the wine, or perhaps because he was in a cheerful mood, the guard soon lay down on several cases and was so drunk that he fell unconscious.

"Brother, brother, brother..."

"drink……"

After repeatedly calling out to the guard and even nudging him, the deputy general received a vague response.

"Brother."

After looking at the guard with extremely complex eyes, the deputy slowly took out a dagger from his arms.

Under the light of the lights, the dagger that was gradually unsheathed shone with wisps of cold light.

"Brother, I'm sorry. I have to repay you for your kindness to me."

"I will repay your friendship in my next life."

The deputy general wearing armor slowly walked out of the room and gave the order to summon the soldiers.

A moment later, standing in front of a soldier named Zhao, who was famous for his hard work, the deputy general's expression became extremely serious.

"The prince has imprisoned the king, intending to seize the throne. I will gather the soldiers on the prince's order. Will you follow me to the palace to rescue the king?"

When the deputy general said such shocking words, all the Zhao soldiers present immediately looked shocked.

Some officers who were not under his command directly stood up and questioned: "General, do you have the credentials for the prince to seek the throne?"

"Of course there is, just come forward."

After finishing speaking, facing the two officers who came forward, the deputy general directly drew the sword from his waist.

Between the two flashes of cold light, the two officers who had not yet reacted only felt a pain in their chests, and then they fell down.

"boom……"

Two dull voices sounded, and the lieutenant no longer paid attention to the two corpses, but looked at the soldiers in front of him with a careful look.

"You, please follow me to rescue the king."

"I will obey the general's orders!"

…

Handan, in the Young Master's Mansion.

At this moment, Young Master Zhen was standing silently in front of the study door, worry and thought becoming the main theme on his face.

Although he had made up his mind to start an incident, as time passed by, he began to feel increasingly uneasy.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! At this moment, the middle-aged man who had been following Gong Zizhen slowly walked behind him.

"Son."

"Sir, what's the matter?" Facing the middle-aged man, Gong Zizhen's eyes were full of hope.

"But please rest assured, young master, the dead men in the palace are ready, just waiting for the young master's order."

"Sir..." After listening to the middle-aged man's words, Young Master Zhen's face flashed with hesitation, "If things fail today, then..."

"Master!"

When the middle-aged man saw the hesitation on the young master's face, an extremely solemn expression suddenly appeared on his face.

"Young Master, now the arrow is on the string and I have to shoot it. Do you want to see the day when the crown prince ascends the throne and my body and head are separated from each other?"

"kill!"

Just as the middle-aged man finished speaking, a shout of death suddenly rang out in the distance.

Listening to this cry of killing that was extremely clear in the dark night, the edge on the middle-aged man's face became a little more intense, and his voice was subconsciously lowered a little.

"Master!"

The words of the middle-aged man and the shouts of killing that kept echoing in his ears made the look of hesitation on Young Master Zhen's face no longer look like one of determination.

Holding the long sword at his waist tightly with his right hand, Gongzi Hui strode forward.

"Sir, follow me to the palace."

…

It must be said that the middle-aged people's predictions were correct, and now is the best time for them to launch a big event.

At this time, Prince Zhao Yu was still accompanying King Zhao Zhao Zhong in front of his bed, and he had no idea about the impending palace change.

"Cough cough cough..."

On the bed, King Zhao Zhao Zhong coughed more and more violently, and those sounds took away the little life he had left.
To be continued...