I Don’t Want To Fight Anymore After Wearing An Outer Room

  Zhenbei Palace failed three times in a row, but did not suspect Yu Zhi. A weak widow with a young child, Yu Zhi has always kept a low profile, who would think about her?

   "Yuan Wenrui is quite capable." The news of the failure of the operation was reported to Yang Shizi, and his expression was very ugly.

   There was also his brother Yang Er, who said, "He is a tough nut to crack."

  Yang Shizi snorted, "You are too flattering him, he is just a stone in the latrine."

  Back then, when Yuan Wenrui first arrived in Ancheng, the Prince of Zhenbei also offered him an olive branch, but he did not accept it.

  Yang Er twitched the corner of his mouth, and thought: Isn't this the same? However, considering that his eldest brother has been doing things badly recently, he should say a few words less.

   Then he thought of himself. He has always been in charge of handling the spies sent by the imperial court. He has done a good job every time before. No matter who it is, the custody calls him back and forth.

   This time, there was a problem. He sent people to hunt him down, but he failed all the way, and even ran into Kunlong Mountain, which caused him to lose a lot of people.

  Yes, after chasing and killing Wen Jiuxiao's group who touched Heixiongling, only two survived, and one of them was blind in one eye.

   Now he has even disappeared, causing him to be laughed at by other brothers.

  The owner of this palace, and even the entire northwest, is the King of Zhenbei. Naturally, the movement of the two brothers was not hidden from him, so he called the two brothers to go there.

   King Zhenbei is a military general, with a rather strong figure and a pair of sharp eyes.

  He sat on the main seat and looked at the eldest son, "Since you can't bring him back successfully, you have to change your thinking."

  Yang Shizi looked at his father respectfully, "Please give me some advice."

   King Zhenbei looked at the eldest son. He was very satisfied with the eldest son he had taught. He was brave, resourceful, and cared for his brothers, but recently he was a little impetuous.

   "Killed." King Zhenbei said lightly, "Since it is confirmed that the hemostatic powder came from her hand and cannot be used by me, then destroy it."

   After taking a sip of tea, he continued: "Didn't it mean that the elite of the Northeast Army appeared in Ancheng? You can find Zhixue powder, so can the Northeast Army. They are close to the water, and it is better to destroy them than to take advantage of them."

  A small hemostatic powder, he still doesn't notice it. He glanced at the eldest son, "It's not easy to tie a person from Ancheng, isn't it easy to kill a person?"

  Yang Shizi understood what his father meant, "Son, thank you for your guidance."

   It is easy to kill a person, how easy is it to send a master to hit with one touch? It's such an easy-to-use hemostatic powder... It's a pity.

  But Yang Shizi only thought so, since the father said to kill, then kill him.

   King Zhenbei also likes the fact that the eldest son is obedient. Even if he is his own son, if he is disobedient and confronts me all day long, I will still have a headache!

   King Zhenbei looked at his second son again, "The people sent by the court this time are a bit tricky?"

  Yang Er couldn't help but sit upright, not daring to be contemptuous. He wanted to reassure his father that he would be able to deal with this matter soon.

Facing those angry eyes, he swallowed the words again, and replied honestly: "It's a bit tricky. This person is very good at hiding, and he seems to be proficient in the art of war. He also suffered a little loss."

  Zhenbei Wang casually brushed off the tea leaves. His second son, everything else is good, but he is a little overjoyed. He said that he had suffered a small loss, and I'm afraid it was not a small loss.

   "I heard that the spy sent by the imperial court this time is the third son of the Marquis of Wu'an. If I remember correctly, this son is the one Zhang Zhu misses so much."

  Both brothers Yang Shizi were surprised, "Wen Jiuxiao?!"

   This name has left traces in the hearts of the masters of the Zhenbei Palace since five years ago. After all, it is the one Yang Zhangzhu couldn't ask for. Even though Yang Zhangzhu is a daughter, but with the favor of the King of Zhenbei, she is no worse than her brothers.

  Even Shizi Yang couldn’t understand it either. Let's say the father really loves the younger sister, but five years ago he was willing to send the younger sister to Beijing. If it is said that he doesn't love my little sister, after her legs were crippled, her temperament became more violent. Although she is married, she still lives in the palace for more than a year and a half. Not only did the father not say a word, but he also told the brothers to take care of them.

King Zhenbei glanced at the two sons, and his eyes fell on the second son a little longer, "I received news here that this Lord Xiaowen went to Beijing to investigate the case, and he has not been in Beijing for a long time. Heh, we here His Majesty the emperor likes to play tricks like this." There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

  Sweat dripped from Yang Er's head, "Son is incompetent, son..."

   King Zhenbei waved his hand and stopped his words, "I mean, Mr. Xiaowen, since your sister still misses him, then get it for her, and make Zhuzhu happy."

  If the emperor knows that the spy he sent has become a member of Zhenbei Palace, what expression will he have? King Zhenbei thought it must be wonderful.

  The more I think about it, the more I think this idea is good, "Second brother, you have some snacks. I heard that this son is good-looking, so be careful, don't make it crippled, Zhuzhu will be unhappy."

  Yang Er had no choice but to bite the bullet, "Yes, my son will try his best." But he was worried in his heart, even if he knew that the spy was Wen Jiuxiao, as long as he didn't show up, he couldn't catch him if he wanted to.

King Zhenbei said indifferently: "The Northeast Army is on the move. That kid named Wen must be hiding in Ancheng if he is hiding in the camp of the Northeast Army. It's with him."

   "My son thanked his father for his advice." Yang Er was overjoyed.

  Yang Shizi is not very optimistic, even if he can catch someone, according to his understanding of Wen Jiuxiao, how could he be willing to submit to the Zhenbei Palace?

   King Zhenbei saw the eldest son's thoughts, and raised his eyebrows, "If you are disobedient, just lock him up, and boiling an eagle can always make him obedient. If you are really disobedient, just kill him."

  The understatement made the two sons tremble in their hearts, "Father Wang is wise."

   King Zhenbei waved his hand and told them to go down, "Go and do your errands, I'll go and see Zhuzhu, tell her the good news, and make her happy too."

   Yang Shizi and his brother looked at each other in dismay, didn't the younger sister just go back yesterday? Are you going back to your mother's house today? But with their father doting on them, it's hard for them brothers to say anything.

   It's just that she married into her uncle's family, and they watched her cousin grow up, and her uncle loves them a lot. It's hard for them to go back to her mother's house so often!

   I still have to let the mother and concubine talk about her, at least stay in the mansion to honor her in-laws, right?

  This is Yang Shizi's idea, but Yang Er doesn't agree with it. The younger sister's current temper is still filial to her parents-in-law, even if her parents-in-law are her own uncles and aunts, otherwise she would dare to be whipped.

   Forget it, forget it, anyway, he can't control it, so let's stay away.