Chapter 12: Everywhere is aimed at myself

"what?"
Upon hearing his words, Zhu Feng's lackluster expression immediately showed a gloomy look, and looked at him coldly: "Do you know what you are talking about?"
"Pan Dao naturally knows. His Royal Highness broke into the imperial city tonight and slaughtered all the way to find him, but what Pin Dao wants to say is that His Royal Highness cannot find the Emperor tonight."
Zhu Feng narrowed his eyes with a dangerous look: "Why?"
He Yi said: "His Royal Highness admits himself, how about Emperor Bi Gao?"
"..."
Zhu Feng's face sank slightly.
It has been a long time, too long, no one has mentioned Emperor Gao in front of him. It seems that since he started his army in Beiping, everyone has tacitly avoided this topic. Unexpectedly, at this time, He Yi mentioned it again. The late father emperor.
He was silent for a while, and said: "The emperor Gao has spent his entire life with a golden horse and iron horse, and he has created an impeccable foundation for my dynasty. This king can't live up to it."
He Yi nodded gently: "In this case, Emperor Gao knows that His Highness will do today?"
Zhu Feng's face sank again.
Emperor Gao-of course he knew, if he didn't know, how could he transfer himself to the bitter and frigid Beiping before passing the throne to the emperor grandson, so that he would guard the border, and he would have no time to fight against the country; He will issue an edict after his guest days, not allowing himself and a few other brothers to enter the court to express condolences; how can there be so much protection outside Jinling City, and every place is aimed at himself.
He, probably knew it early in the morning, that there would be this day.
Hearing his long sigh, knowing that he acquiesced, He Yi said: "Since the emperor is wise and martial artist, he has known that his majesty is bold and unwilling to succumb to others. There will be today's dispute. Then how can he rest assured that he can pass it on? Where is the emperor grandson?"
Zhu Feng frowned: "You mean, Huang Kao will make arrangements early to help him fight back against this king?"
He Yi shook his head and said: "Counter-attack, failed."
"..."
"With His Royal Highness's martial arts strategy, today's emperor is hard to beat, even with the help of the emperor Gao, poor Dao thought, he can no longer resist."
"Then what do you mean--"
"Pan Dao thinks that Emperor Gao will find a way to protect him."
"..."
"It is even possible that now he is no longer in the imperial city."
Zhu Feng's heart sank suddenly.
He Yi has been by his side since he set up troops in Peking Yanwang’s Mansion a few months ago. In fact, even earlier, this Taoist priest who did not seem to be contaminated with the fireworks in the world had been standing behind him. It was him. The think tank of this person, along the way, too many things have proved this person's intelligence and transparency.
Although he doesn't want to admit it, he is indeed his indispensable think tank.
And now, he actually said that he couldn't find the emperor.
Even his nephew of the emperor is no longer in the imperial city.
Is it really? If this is the case, and I can't find him, then tonight is a complete rebellion. Thousands of years later, Zhu Feng's record in history books is a traitor and a rebel!
He gritted his teeth: "Absolutely not!"
"Your Highness!"
"Go and find, continue to find this king, we must find him!"
Seeing him like this, He Yi couldn't help sighing.
At this moment, a guard ran up suddenly and said out of breath: "Your Highness, found it, found it!"