Queen Xiao was stunned. She slowly knelt in front of her husband, opened her eyes wide and said, "Your Majesty, how can you say that? Although I prefer Xiaoer, Zhaoer is my flesh and flesh, and my heart. How could I hope he die? Your Majesty, how can you not take his mother to heart if she doesn't take her son?"

"That's right. What if Yang Yuanqing saved your son's life? Do you still have prejudice against him?"

"Of course not! But what does Your Majesty mean? I didn't understand."

Yang Guang sighed, "Do you know what Yang Yuanqing meant in the end that sentence? I hope that sixty years later, he will still be able to accompany King Qi to hunt."

"I was about to ask His Majesty, what does that mean?"

Yang Guang smiled bitterly, "I have a deep understanding of his words. In fact, it is very simple to put it bluntly. If I make Qing'er the crown prince and ascend the throne in the future, with his nature, I will definitely kill Zhao'er, and I will not keep any of them, just because Zhao'er is the eldest son. Qing'er has written it very clearly in the note and ordered the eunuchs he bought to find an opportunity to kill Zhao'er.

On the contrary, if Zhao'er was the crown prince, then with Zhao'er's politeness, he would not kill his brothers, but would instead be named King Xiaoyao. Sixty years later, Yang Yuanqing could still accompany him to hunt."

Yang Guang sighed, "If I have the eldest son, then the second son can live forever. If I have the second son, then the flesh and blood will be destroyed. This is something I will never want to see!"

Empress Xiao suddenly felt very tired, and she also admitted that Yang Yuanqing was right. With the character of King Qi, if he got the position, he would kill his brother, but she would be grateful to Yang Yuanqing. She could not do anything. After all, Yang Yuanqing held up his eldest son by stepping on the second son, but at this time Yang Yuanqing was no longer important. What was important was that she could hear what her husband said.

"Your Majesty means that you have decided to make Zhaoer the crown prince?"

"Yes, I have decided to make Zhaoer the crown prince."

In fact, Yang Guang began to look at his eldest son with admiration after the Renshou Palace incident. The proposal to move the capital was successful this time. Yang Guang felt that the eldest son had enough brains. He was already considering making a decision. However, the eldest son's physical condition had always made him unable to make a decision. Today, a series of things happened that allowed him to see through his second son, who was lowly, reckless, toxic, and dishonest. In this way, how could he hand over the Sui Dynasty to him?

Yang Yuanqing's key words were like a wake-up call, which made Yang Guang suddenly realize that he would never want the tragedy of his generation to repeat in his children and grandchildren. At this moment, he finally made up his mind.

"Zhao'er is the eldest son, generous and kind. I believe that he will be the king of kindness in the future. As for his body, I will ask the best doctor and use the best medicine to recuperate him."

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The banquet had already ended. King Yang Zhao of Jin's carriage drove out of the gate under the escort of more than a hundred guards and rushed towards the King of Jin's mansion. A small candle was lit in the carriage, which made the carriage a little dim light. Yang Zhao leaned against the soft wall of the carriage, and his face could not hide his inner joy. From the attitude of his father's attitude towards King Qi today, he knew in his heart that the gate of the East Palace was about to open to him. For this, he was full of gratitude to Yang Yuanqing.

"Yuanqing, today I will successfully fight for the throne and make great contributions. I will remember it in my heart."

Yang Yuanqing sat opposite him. He was going to Baiyue Inn to find Shan Xiongxin, but Yang Zhao would definitely pull him into the car. If he had something to say to him, he had to get on the carriage.

"Have you succeeded in fighting for the throne so surely? What if the emperor forgives King Qi in the end?"

Yang Zhao narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Of course, the father will forgive the King of Qi sooner or later, but in the matter of the Eastern Palace, the King of Qi has no time. Now it is mid-October. The father will establish a new year name on New Year's Day at the latest, and at the same time, the queen and prince will be crowned with more than two months. However, one month before the crown prince, the father will establish the crown prince. In fact, there are only more than one month left. In this more than one time, the father will never consider establishing a son who is simple-minded, narrow-minded, lies, and even dare to draw a sword in front of the father to kill people as the crown prince. I know very well, so he has been defeated."

Yang Yuanqing nodded, Yang Zhao said it very well, "Congratulations to your Highness!"

"Well! I'll have a good sleep tonight, start practicing swords early tomorrow morning, and I'll work hard to lose weight."

Yang Zhao remembered something again and asked, "Yuanqing, last time you said you wanted to move out of Yang's mansion, or you would live in my mansion."

Yang Yuanqing picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Your Highness. I plan to go to Shaofu Temple tomorrow to receive the reward and buy a house. Then I will go back to Jiangnan to bring my aunt back. After completing these two things, I will return to Dali City."

Yang Zhao laughed, "I don't need to buy a house. I'll give you one. It covers an area of ​​about ten acres. It's a new house. Let your aunt and sister live in it. When you go to Dali City, I'll take care of them for you. I think I should do my best than the Yang Mansion."

"Why should I accept it happily?"

Yang Yuanqing smiled and said, "Should you hesitate to refuse?"

"That depends on whether you feel you are qualified to accept it?"

"It seems that I can't refuse His Highness's kindness!"

Yang Yuanqing raised his glass and smiled happily: "Thank you, Your Highness, I will set off for Jiangnan tomorrow morning."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that there was still a banquet from the Pei family, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I remembered a few more things, but I really can't leave."

He also thought of at least saying hello to Shan Xiongxin and the others, and Yang Lihua also wanted to say goodbye, so how could he leave just by saying that?

At this time, the carriage suddenly stopped, and the guard reported outside the carriage, "Your Highness, please wait, a tree fell down in front of you, blocking the way, let's move it away."

Yang Yuanqing was slightly stunned, "Your Highness, it was not windy or rainy today, how could a tree fall down?"

"It may be that it was hit by another carriage. Three days ago, it happened to the west of my palace. There were also big trees falling on the street behind the palace the day before yesterday."

Yang Zhao suddenly frowned, remembering an unfavorable legend, "But... I encountered a fallen tree in a car, which is not a good sign. What disadvantage will it bring to me?"

He looked up and stretched out of the car window to check. At this moment, Yang Yuanqing suddenly heard a "bang!" sound from a distance. It was a bowstring sound. Yang Yuanqing was shocked. He almost instinctively pushed Yang Zhao away. Just as Yang Zhao was pushed away, an arrow roared into the car window, rubbed Yang Zhao's fat face and nailed to the opposite car wall. The arrow flashed with a green luster, which turned out to be a poisonous arrow.

"There are assassins!"

Yang Yuanqing reacted very quickly. He shouted, blew out the candle and pressed Yang Zhao face down to the floor, "Your Highness, don't move!"

He pulled out the Panying Sword from his waist, turned over and jumped out of the window, and knocked open a guard outside the car window, but heard the sound of the wind from the second arrow. Without thinking, he stretched out his arms and waved the sword, slashed the arrow shot from the upper end into two, then landed on the ground, rolling on the ground.

What happened at this moment was only between the rise and fall of rabbits. The guards had just responded, and they surrounded the carriage and raised the shield high.

Yang Yuanqing jumped again and jumped onto the roof of the car. He already knew where the loophole was. There was a shield guard outside the car window. Because Yang Zhao stretched out his head to look at the tree, the guard made a little move. The first cold arrow shot through the crack of the human, while the second arrow shot from the top of his head. The assassin knew that after the first arrow, Yang Zhao would definitely be lying on the floor, so the second arrow attempted to shoot through the wall of the car and directly into the floor. These were the two assassins.

Yang Yuanqing had already seen a burly black shadow jumped on the tree close to the wall and jumped into Yirenfang. Thirty steps away was a three-story pagoda, and a slightly smaller black shadow squatted on the top of the tower. He seemed to hear the call of his companions and jumped down from the top of the tower more than two meters high. He had extremely high light skills, but her figure was very slim, as if she was a female assassin.

Yang Yuanqing stared at the female assassin's figure, and the sword in his hand gradually tightened.

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