ocious and scary.asked someone to turn Haller's body over, only to see a blood hole the size of a baby's fist exposed in front of everyone.there is still plasma and some brains left in the wound, and...Chapter 340 thorn in the eye, thorn in the flesh

Zhao Xuanji looked at Li Yinhu calmly and waited a long time before he slowly said, "Let's act according to the opportunity."

Li Yinhu suddenly came into contact with the long family, which led to retaliation from the East Palace, which was really not a good thing in Zhao Xuanji's view.

but it's not so bad.

Li Yinhu has no foundation and can only rely on himself, but who dares to say that King Zhao must be as gentle and courteous as he shows

others could not see that if Zhao Xuanji had not seen a clue and left no precautions, he could not have controlled the imperial government for so long.

said such a thing, although it is tricky, it is not entirely a bad thing.

at least let Zhao Xuanji see that the king of Zhao, whom he supports, still has his own mind.

but after all, the means are a little immature and screw things up.

now that you've screwed up, you need to end it on your own.

also happens to hit the king of Zhao. Without his own support, he can't do anything.

there was a moment of silence between the two, each with his own mind.

Li Yinhu hides his most vicious side deeply. Who dares to say that Zhao Xuanji looks down on him now, not on purpose

how shallow can a king of Zhao who dares to lay out and assassinate the crown prince

at this time, another person arrived late.

his appearance suddenly made the calm atmosphere outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony suddenly tense.

the provincial envoy of Xishan, Zhao Heshan!

Zhao Heshan, dressed in a royal suit, was in a hurry, and there were many signs of fatigue on his body, so he obviously came in a hurry.

Zhao Heshan, who strode with an expressionless face, attracted everyone's attention.

glancing around, Zhao Heshan came to Zhao Xuanji and Li Yinhu and said, "Xiaguan Zhao Heshan, met King Zhao, met Lord Shoufu."

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Li Yinhu's eyes are calm and silent, just nodding as a response.

Zhao Xuanji did not smile and said, "Lord Zhao is here."

the two are half different in age, related by blood and intertwined with grudges. Many years later, they once again appeared in front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Zhao Heshan, looking neither humble nor arrogant, said, "something so big has happened in Xishan Province. His Highness specially asked his subordinate to return to Beijing to report his work immediately. The lower official dared not snub. He traveled night and night, so he finally caught up with it."

Zhao Xuanji said blandly, "the situation in Xishan Province is already chaotic, and there have been a lot of beatings on Lord Zhao in the imperial court. Now that there is such a big mess, can Lord Zhao figure out how to explain it"

Zhao Heshan calmly said: "the lower officials only want to admire and have a clear conscience, have a clear conscience at the top, be among the people, and have a clear conscience."

these four are well-deserved, as if they were deliberately told to Zhao Xuanji.

Zhao Xuanji kept an eye on Zhao Shanhe and said with a sneer, "well, very well, Lord Zhao, you are worthy of it, so those who have joined you and accused you of being violent are guilty."

"Justice is in the hearts of the people." Zhao Shanhe's answer was sonorous and forceful.

others were silent and dared not cut in.

Zhao Xuanji is extremely angry.

Zhao Heshan is a younger generation whom he values. He personally promoted and nurtured him for so many years. Finally, because of political disagreements, deeper and deeper contradictions made them part ways and turned into enemies, but now Zhao Heshan has been found by the prince and has a chance to make a comeback.

Zhao Heshan, who is now standing in front of him in a government uniform holding his head high and shouting justice and free hearts, seems to Zhao Xuanji to be a thorn in his side, a thorn in his flesh, a thorn in his flesh, and hard to pacify his anger.e eight hundred martial monks at any time. Each of them is a Shaolin elite, and they are trained in Shaolin battles and have a tacit understanding with each other. They have accumulated over the years...