Chapter 103 Yuzhen Palace!

Golden Lion Square, the outside decoration is magnificent and resplendent, but the inside is full of smog, smokers smoke dry tobacco, drink alcohol, talk nonsense, drunk, lose all their wealth and howl and cry a lot.

Every day, many people lose all their wealth, pass out, and are carried out from inside, but there are still a steady stream of people coming in from outside.

At the gate of Golden Lion Square, a middle-aged man with an unshaven beard and the appearance of a gangster was lying naked on the ground. He had already lost all his clothes, leaving only a pair of clothes on his body to hide his embarrassment.

When people coming and going saw it, they all had sarcasm on their faces, or cursed "Look! This is Uncle Guo", or just spit on it.

But the middle-aged man who looked like a gangster on the ground didn't realize it. Although he was sleeping soundly, there was still a conceited smile on the corner of his mouth, as if mocking those who laughed at him.

If you get close, you can also hear his ravings "I am the uncle of the country", "I am the uncle of the country...", "I want you to look good at that time".

Hooligans, gamblers, prostitutes, drinkers... For the people of Golden Lion Square, this day seems to be no different, until a loud noise came from outside the gate.

"Boom"

No one could shake that moment, and the entire Golden Lion Square seemed to be supported by a pair of giant palms, bouncing up and down.

This sudden change made many prostitutes and singers in Golden Lion Square startled and screamed. Many gamblers who were spending a lot of money also turned their heads in panic, their faces pale.

At the gate of the Golden Lion Square, two huge and burly figures like mountains appeared at some point. The two stood side by side, blocking the sunlight from outside. The whole Golden Lion Square immediately became dark, as if From day to night.

At this moment, everyone was stunned by this change. They turned around, like rabbits being stared at by a lion, trembling all over, with panic all over their faces.

"Jin army! It's the Jin army!"

"No! It's the Zhijinwu! It's the Zhijinwu!"

...

Many people suddenly recognized the two huge figures like mountains at the door, all in armor, like golden armored gods descending from the sky. This is not an ordinary Jin army, but the Zhijinwu in the palace, the emperor's imperial guard, responsible for the safety of the emperor's bedroom, and the closest guard to the emperor.

Although I know that those two people are not some monsters and ghosts,

But being stared at by those two pairs of copper bell-like eyes, everyone still couldn't help but feel chills in their hearts.

"Yang Zhao? Who is Yang Zhao?"

Among the two, one of them suddenly spoke. The huge sound was like a roar of a lion, shaking the entire Golden Lion Square. Some timid people were so frightened that they trembled all over and wet their pants.

And those women were already screaming in fright.

"Who is Yang Zhao?"

The mountain-like figure said again, this time, the copper bell-like eyes were filled with anger.

"He is! He is!"

A gambler suddenly pointed to the middle-aged man lying soundly asleep on the ground at the gate next to the two holding Jinwu, his fingers trembling violently.

In an instant, everyone's eyes focused on the middle-aged gangster who was sleeping soundly on the ground at the door. Even the two Zhi Jinwu, who are as tall as mountains, are the same.

Being stared at by so many people, Yang Zhao, who was sleeping soundly on the ground, finally felt something strange, and slowly opened his newly sleepy eyes.

"Who?"

Seeing the huge face suddenly appearing in front of him, Yang Zhao asked subconsciously.

"You are Yang Zhao?"

The burly Zhi Jinwu, who was as thick as a mountain, bowed his body, and his face was close to Yang Zhao's, but this time, his voice was much softer.

Yang Zhao lay on the ground, startled, a look of doubt flashed in his eyes, but then his eyes slowly gathered and fell on the indestructible armor.

"Zhijinwu! You are Zhijinwu!"

Yang Zhao was stunned, and as if he had understood something in a blink of an eye, he suddenly called out. Bang, Yang Zhao turned over and stood up abruptly from the ground.

A huge ecstasy surged through his heart, and Yang Zhao was very excited. He knew that the time he had been waiting for had finally come.

"Hahaha, Zhi Jinwu! Zhi Jinwu! Do you see these bastards who look down on people? I am the uncle of the country, and I am the uncle of the country! I, Yang Zhao, have developed!—"

Yang Zhao jumped up from the ground violently, dancing with excitement. In the Golden Lion Square, everyone was frightened by him!

But Yang Zhao didn't care, he vented his ecstasy crazily!

You bastards, you actually say that I am lying! Do you see it? Zhijinwu! Zhi Jinwu! My sister sent someone to pick me up!

Laozi is the uncle of the country, and Laozi is the uncle of the country! ——

Looking at those horrified and fearful eyes, Yang Zhao only felt that this moment was extremely happy! Days of unhappiness, being ridiculed, despised, ridiculed, all wiped away...

"Buzz!"

Before Yang Zhao could fully enjoy this moment, a huge hand suddenly came out from behind, grabbed Yang Zhao, and lifted him out like a chicken.

All of Yang Zhao's words came to an abrupt end, he was blocked and went back, he was picked up into the carriage by two executive kings, and then he rumbled away.

In the Golden Lion Square, everyone was stunned, and no one spoke for a long time. Someone dropped the tobacco si, and his feet were so hot that he opened his mouth wide and didn't feel it.

...

puff!

The water splashed everywhere, and a large bucket of water, icy and cold, rushed heavily onto Yang Zhao. The expected splendor and adoration by thousands of people did not appear.

As soon as Yang Zhao entered the palace, he appeared here.

Although it was poured in a bucket, Yang Zhao felt as if a knife and ax had been added to his body when the ice water hit him. His whole body was sore and cold, as if a layer of skin had fallen off.

"Do not move!"

Just as Yang Zhao was about to speak, another bucket of ice water was poured over him, splashing all over his body and mouth. On the opposite side, two dead-faced old grandmas had cold faces, holding two buckets in their hands, with sharp eyes as if they could peel off a layer of skin from themselves.

"The empress is the body of a thousand gold, you are dirty and smelly, how can you go to the empress like this? Stand up obediently, don't ask for trouble!"

Although the two old nuns looked much younger, the strength in their bodies seemed to be boundless. Yang Zhao felt that if there were seventeen or eighteen people like himself, these two old mothers could easily beat them to the ground.

Seeing the threatening eyes of the two old nuns, Yang Zhao finally put down his hands obediently and remained motionless.

Hush!

Bucket after bucket of cold well water was washed over, and Yang Zhao's skin was flushed red, as if burned by fire, so the two old nuns gave up.

Then a few court ladies came to help Yang Zhao'er shave off his unshaven beard with a razor, comb his hair, put on a golden crown to tie his hair, and put on a plain white toga for him...

It took nearly two hours for all this to stop.

"My lords, it's enough. You can take him to see the empress now!"

The two old nuns looked at Yang Zhao, who was well-dressed, and then turned around, and said to the two Zhi Jinwu behind him who were always watching with expressionless faces.

Two burly, tall, mountain-like Zhi Jinwu looked at Yang Zhao, even though they had no idea about beauty and ugliness, they nodded secretly.

The current Yang Zhao is completely different from the Yang Zhao they saw at the gate of Golden Lion Square. When we first met, Yang Zhao had an unshaven beard and messy hair, just like a low-level gangster.

But now Yang Zhao is completely different.

Silver hair crown, plain white robe, clean chin, clean face, a pair of sword eyebrows raised into the temples, clear and energetic eyes... Even if you say that he is a scholar-bureaucrat who just came down to court in the court, it probably doesn't matter people doubt.

"Sure enough, you are worthy of being your elder brother, who has the same origin of blood!"

The two Jin Wu couldn't help but secretly nodded.

The one who can win the favor of the Holy Emperor in the palace, as his elder brother, how could he be so bad?

"follow me!"

The two executive Jinwu turned around and took most of Yang Zhao away.

In the depths of the palace, far away from the palaces of other concubines, there is a "Yuzhen Palace" standing tall. This is a newly built palace.

In this palace, Yang Zhao finally saw his sister.

A red palace tent with a radius of more than ten feet stands in the deepest part of Yuzhen Palace. At the four corners of the palace tent, four burly and stronger Jinwu holding spears and halberds stand in all directions.

They were covered in armor, covering even their faces. Standing there motionless, like a guardian angel.

And inside the palace tent, there was a slender and hazy figure, even if it was just sitting like that, it revealed a beautiful and elegant taste.

Yang Zhao recognized at a glance that it was really his cousin.

"stop!"

Just as Yang Zhao took a few steps forward, there was a clanging sound of gold and spears around the palace tent, and a strong cold air radiated from the void. Several Jin Wu took a step forward, and the murderous aura of Sisi was revealed from the gaps in the armor:

"The emperor has an order, no one is allowed to get close to Concubine Taizhen! Anyone who disobeys the order will be beheaded!"

The sound was decisive, and every word fell to the ground!

"Cousin, don't come over!"

There was also a panicky voice from inside the red palace tent, the voice was clear and sweet, yet soft and gentle, making one's heart rippling and sympathetic.

Yang Zhao quickly lowered his head, not daring to have any thoughts in his heart. This cousin of mine has always been naturally beautiful, with a natural beauty, and even when she was only seven years old, a sorcerer came to her door, saying that she had "the fate of a phoenix, and the style of a palace".

Yang Zhao is by no means a gentleman, but for this cousin, Yang Zhao never had any wrong thoughts. What's more, this person is now the Holy Emperor's fancy.

In the future, if he wants to achieve great success and become an extremely human minister, he still has to rely on his cousin!

Now, if anyone has any evil thoughts, the first person who refuses to agree is probably Yang Zhao.

"Sister, why is this?"

Yang Zhao calmed down, full of doubts in his heart. He is Concubine Taizhen's cousin, logically, the emperor shouldn't restrict him!

"This is His Majesty's order. Last month, a master of Tianji read it for me, and said that I had the disaster of the Red Devil rushing to the palace. If I want to get together with His Majesty, I must sit quietly in the palace for forty-nine days. This For a while, no one can get close, because of this, more than a dozen maids in the palace have died."

Inside the red palace tent, Concubine Taizhen's voice said.

Yang Zhao sniffed it, and then smelled a faint smell of blood in the air. He couldn't help being shocked, and quickly stepped back a few steps, not daring to approach.

"Sister, what's the matter with you calling me this time? I've been waiting for a long time this time!"

After Yang Zhao retreated, he collected himself and complained half-heartedly.

"Brother, I do have something to ask you. Sister, I am in dire straits now. I have reached the critical point of life and death. Only brother can help me now!"

Concubine Taizhen's voice came from the palace tent, with a sense of anxiety.

As soon as the voice fell, Yang Zhao's expression changed instantly.

There are only two chapters today, and this is the second and last chapter!

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