Ye Hua cannot agree with Feng Dao's ideas.

According to the old guy's mind, he raised all the martial artists into pigs. Although peace can be achieved, the peace is as fragile as an egg. Tens of thousands of Hu cavalry can break the Central Plains and trample the peaceful and prosperous times that he had finally maintained.

It seems that this happened more than a hundred years later.

Ye Hua had no intention of arguing with Feng Dao. Even no matter how wise a person was, he would not see what would happen in more than a hundred years.

At this time, Feng Dao, including Guo Wei, Chai Rong, etc., all they saw were arrogant and domineering martial artists, and all they saw were rebellions that emerged at any time. They urgently needed to eradicate the biggest threat, even if there were serious consequences, they would do whatever they could. People have always been like this, and in order to solve a problem, they created a bigger problem.

Ye Hua could only secretly think about how to preserve the martial spirit. The more prosperous the times, the more powerful the force was, he needed to protect himself. Those ugly people who only care about the dignity of the common people and regardless of the rise of a great power would sooner or later be slapped by his master's slap.

Ye Hua felt that he had an important mission, so he put down his wine bowl and walked around the ground irritably.

Seeing the second update, when it was dawn, he would accompany Liu Yun into the city. If nothing unexpected happens, Guo Wei would take over the emperor and order the princes like Prime Minister Cao.

At that time, in the name of Liu Yun, it would be very interesting to give guidance documents to his father, Liu Chong, the governor of Hedong, and ask him to submit his ideological reports regularly.

Ye Hua thought about it and laughed. He was a little worried again and couldn't help but come to Feng Dao's side.

"Teacher Feng, don't you stare at Liu Yun. What should you do if something happens?"

After shouting three times in a row, Feng Dao finally raised his head, stirred up his heavy eyelids, stared at his drunken eyes, smiled, and said in ambiguously: "It's okay, I've made arrangements and everything is foolproof!"

Ye Hua wanted to ask Feng Dao about his preparation, but the old guy fell asleep on the table. Ye Hua made a big grimace at him, "Literati like to pretend to be garlic, and they all regard themselves as Zhang Liang and Zhuge Liang, and they all thought they could be considered perfect! If something happens, you will regret it!"

Ye Hua shook his sleeves, got up and walked out of the military tent, letting Ye Feng blow his head and wake up a lot.

Because of his appearance, after Guo Wei attacked Kaifeng, he did not kill or rush to wear a yellow robe. This will certainly help protect the vitality of the people, but because of this, the remaining Shatuo power is still very large.

Liu Chong was eyeing him again, and the craftsmen in charge made trouble, implicating Murong Yanchao and Yan Jinqing. Is it so simple? Will other Shatuo generals loyal to the Liu family also participate in it? Can this throne ceremony be so easy?

The more Ye Hua thought about it, the more he felt that things were not simple. He turned his head and ran to the tent, asking to warn Feng Dao, be careful. At this moment, suddenly there was a shout of killing outside the military camp.

A torch was raised, and someone shouted and rushed towards the camp.

In an instant, the fire lights, the impact, the screams, the wailing... all kinds of sounds were intertwined, and someone came to fight!

Ye Hua immediately turned around and rushed into the military tent. When he looked up, he found that Feng Dao was already sitting upright, and he could not see any drunkenness at all.

"Hahaha, boy, do you think what I said is fake?"

Ye Hua sank his face, "Master Feng, you'd better not be too careless. Lion fights with rabbits, and do your best to be careful of capsizing in the gutter!"

Ye Hua turned around and ran out again. Feng Dao took a deep breath, stood up involuntarily, and followed him out.

At this moment, the outside has become a pot of porridge.

Almost 500 dead soldiers, with short swords, entered the military camp. They killed most of the soldiers who were on guard outside and rushed straight to the central army, with their targets being the imperial tent.

Obviously, they wanted to steal Liu Yun.

The leader had a long beard and the most brave. He personally picked up the knife and opened the way. He got closer and closer to the imperial tent, and a smile appeared on his face.

The next second, he couldn't laugh. Suddenly, hundreds of archers stood in front of the imperial tent, and they pulled the bows all over.

"not good!"

The dead soldiers were about to escape, but their bows and arrows had already flew over, like locusts, puff puff puff puff puff, the sound of steel penetrating the flesh and blood. One by one, the dead soldiers fell to the ground and rushed to the front. They were hit by more than a dozen arrows, covered in blood, and blood foam was also coming out of their mouths.

He supported his body with a single knife, his eyes turned into a terrible blood color, and he said to himself: "The old minister is incompetent and cannot save His Highness, so he can only repay him with death!"

After saying that, he suddenly put the knife around his neck, and stroked it hard to divide the trachea and blood vessels. Not much blood flowed out, and the person twitched twice and died.

At this time, thousands of soldiers came from all directions, and the remaining dead soldiers were either killed or suicidal.

The attack ended in just one hour.

Feng Dao and Ye Hua appeared on the battlefield. The strong smell of blood made people feel uncomfortable. Feng Dao quickly walked to the front of the leader and leaned down to look.

"It's him!"

Feng Dao was startled at first, and then hurriedly asked Ye Hua, "You said that there are Yan Jinqing who encouraged craftsmen to cause trouble?"

Ye Hua nodded, "That's right, it's Yan Jinqing and Murong Yanchao. As for who else, I haven't found it."

Feng Dao took a breath and he whispered: "Yan Jinqing is dead!"

Only then did Ye Hua realize that the leader was Yan Jinqing.

Didn’t he run out of Kaifeng? How could he attack the military camp with his dead soldiers? He wanted to rescue Liu Yun? But with his strength, he was simply hitting stones with eggs and seeking death!

Ye Hua pondered for a moment and suddenly felt something was wrong!

At this time, Feng Dao also felt that it was awful.

The two of them ran towards the imperial tent together. The old man in the 70s was not much slower than Ye Hua. They arrived at the imperial tent one after another. When the soldiers in charge of the guards saw Feng Dao coming, they hurriedly saluted.

"Please rest assured that the old teacher is not wrong."

Feng Dao was not relieved, and he sternly said: "Tell Your Highness, the old minister asks for a visit!"

The soldier hurriedly ran in, but as soon as he entered, he blew a tragic roar!

Feng Dao was shocked and hurriedly ran in with Ye Hua. When they went in, they suddenly realized that Liu Yun was lying on the table, black blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he had died of poisoning!

Feng Dao trembled his hands and went to test his breathing. Indeed, Liu Yun was really dead!

In an instant, Feng Dao seemed to be ten years older, and was particularly haggard. His body collapsed softly. Ye Hua hurriedly reached out and helped Feng Dao to his seat.

Old Feng froze for a long time before shook his head in pain, not daring to believe it: "How could he die!"

Welcome Liu Yun to succeed to the throne is Feng Daojin's most important suggestion to Guo Wei. Seeing that the task was completed, Liu Yun suddenly died. Who killed Liu Yun!

"Check, check it quickly!" Feng Dao roared, as if the injured old lion had his hair and beard and beard swelled.

Soon an imperial physician came in. After inspecting the corpse, they told Feng Dao that Liu Yun was poisoned by arsenic.

"How could it be?"

Feng Dao was even more angry. He had long seen Liu Yun's diet, and it was impossible to have the chance to poison it. Liu Yun's things with him were also checked many times, and there would never be arsenic.

There will be no omissions inside and outside, but why did you die?

Even if Feng Dao is as wise as a demon, he can't guess the mystery.

It has been three days since the beginning of the day, and the new king is about to ascend the throne, but the new king is dead. How should I explain this? Feng Dao was confused for the first time in his life.

As for Ye Hua, his face was also ashen. He looked at every corner carefully. Suddenly, Ye Hua noticed several books on the desktop, one of which was turned the most times, with the edges all over, and the pages were still traced to being soaked in water.

Ye Hua had an idea and hurriedly asked the imperial physician for a silver needle. After rubbing the infiltration area a few times, the silver needle gradually turned black...
Chapter completed!