After Chen Fei finished asking, he led the people and left Prince Yong's Mansion.
Seeing Chen Fei and others leaving, the anger in King Jiang's heart reached its peak.
"These Jin Yiwei are so arrogant!"
"How dare you come to my palace to challenge me."
"One day, this king will make you die a miserable death!"
Although King Yong is extremely angry now, his voice is extremely calm.
Because King Yong knew that even if he was angry again, he could not change the reality.
Only by protecting yourself can you have a chance to take revenge.
Today's Zhenfu Division is at its peak.
Unless he pulls all the Black Dragon Army to fight, there is basically no chance of victory in a frontal attack.
Careful planning is necessary to deal an effective blow to Jiang Qiulu.
Zhongli is dead, and the position of commander of the Third Legion is taken by Zhongli's deputy general, Jiu Mo Tianxuan.
Outside Kyoto, the Black Dragon Army soldiers brought by Zhong Li heard that their regiment leader had been killed and immediately wanted to invade the city.
But he was stopped forcefully by Lin Qingzhi.
Now, the entire Third Legion soldiers have a very strong desire for revenge.
But without King Yong's order, they could not act.
Tai Chi Hall.
Jiang Qiulu received the news that King Jiang would be able to return to Beijing today.
King Jiang's troops are now less than a hundred miles away from Kyoto City.
"Envoy Chen Zhen."
"I'm here!"
"When you went to Prince Yong's Mansion just now to bring the message, what was Prince Yong's reaction?" Jiang Qiulu asked.
"Back to Your Majesty, when King Yong heard the news, he looked very surprised at first."
"Immediately he was filled with righteous indignation and wanted to help us punish Zhongli."
"Finally, King Yong also asked me to bring a message to His Majesty."
"It's to thank His Majesty for cleaning up the house for him." Chen Fei said carefully.
Hearing the last sentence, Jiang Qiulu suddenly laughed.
"This King Yong, I feel like I'm going to suffer from internal injuries."
"His confidant died tragically, and he could only endure his emotions."
"Not only that, you also want to thank me."
"It is expected that King Jiang will arrive in Kyoto City this evening."
"By then, King Yong will be even more depressed." Jiang Qiulu said with a smile.
Soon, the sky gradually darkened.
A group of people rushed towards Kyoto City from a distance.
When the soldiers guarding the city discovered that King Yong had returned, they immediately went to report it.
After this battle, King Jiang became much older.
It can be seen how energy-consuming this nearly three-month war was.
Jiang Qiulu personally stood at the city gate to greet him.
After all, this is his greatest support.
Soon after, King Jiang found Jiang Qiulu and immediately dismounted.
"Greetings to Your Majesty!" King Jiang was about to salute, but was supported by Jiang Qiulu.
"Uncle Emperor, thank you for your hard work."
"Let's go back to the city and take a rest." Jiang Qiulu said.
Afterwards, everyone entered the city.
On the way back to the palace, Jiang Qiulu told King Jiang about Zhongli's execution on the spot.
When King Jiang heard this, he laughed immediately.
"Hahaha, you deserve it!"
"Your Majesty, this is so beautifully done!"
"Now that old boy Li Wenfeng is probably furious, right?" King Jiang suddenly looked gloating.
"Today I asked Chen Zhenfu to go to Prince Yong's Mansion to explore Prince Yong's background."
"In order to better protect himself, King Yong did not show his emotions."
"It shows how strong this person's forbearance is." Jiang Qiulu said.
"Hmph, do you have any tolerance?" A sinister smile suddenly appeared on King Jiang's face.
"Your Majesty, please return to the palace first."
"With this opportunity, if I don't give him a good squeeze."
"Wouldn't that be a pity?" King Jiang said.
Jiang Qiulu also knew.
These two have been dealing with each other for most of their lives.
Now that there is such a good opportunity, how can King Jiang let it go?
"Uncle Emperor, is this really possible?"
"Maybe the next moment, King Yong will suddenly go crazy. What should I do if I hurt the emperor's uncle?" Jiang Qiulu asked worriedly.
"It doesn't matter!"
"I have been fighting for forty years, and I am still afraid of a sour scholar?" King Yong said disdainfully.
"In that case, fine."
"Two commanders, bring a team of royal guards and accompany King Jiang." Jiang Qiulu said to the two of them.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, but no need to trouble."
"It's just a one-time meeting, no need for such a big battle."
"Even if he attacks me, I am old."
"But if he wants to defeat me, it is simply impossible." King Jiang waved his hand and said.
"Then let these two envoys accompany you."
"It's good to have a deterrent effect." Jiang Qiulu said.
Then, several people separated at the intersection.
Jiang Qiulu and the others returned to the palace.
King Jiang took Zhang Ying and Chen Fei to Prince Yong's Mansion.
Everyone knows that King Yong is like a dynamite barrel now.
Anyone who dares to get into trouble at this time will definitely suffer a big loss.
But King Jiang was not afraid.
On the contrary, if King Yong is unhappy, King Jiang will be happy.
King Jiang did not go directly to Prince Yong's Mansion. Instead, he came to a place where he was doing business and bought a coffin.
Zhang and Chen immediately knew King Jiang's intention.
"Brother Chen, guess what Prince Yong's expression would be when he saw this coffin?" Zhang Ying secretly asked Chen Fei.
Chen Fei smiled.
"I don't know what the expression is."
"But King Tianqi's approach plus the meaning of this coffin."
"Maybe King Yong will take action directly." Chen Fei guessed.
After a while, King Jiang paid the money, and then several men carried the coffin out.
"Your Majesty, where should I send you?"
"Help you guys carry it over," one of the waiters asked.
"Don't bother, just leave it to me." King Jiang said.
The next moment, King Jiang directly lifted the coffin.
The object weighing three to four hundred kilograms suddenly hit King Jiang's shoulders.
"Your Majesty, shall we help you?"
Zhang Ying and Chen Fei stepped forward, ready to help.
"No, just follow me."
Immediately afterwards, King Jiang carried the coffin and rushed to Prince Yong's Mansion with the two of them.
After a while, the three of them arrived at Prince Yong's Mansion.
When the soldiers guarding the door saw King Jiang coming with the coffin, they suddenly became angry.
So he immediately stepped forward to stop him.
"His Royal Highness King Tianqi, what are you doing?"
"roll!"
King Jiang said lightly, and the soldier was stunned.
Taking this opportunity, King Jiang kicked open the door of Prince Yong's Mansion.
"His Royal Highness King Yong, is His Highness King Yong here?"
"Oops! Could it be that something unexpected happened to His Highness King Yong?"
King Jiang's loud voice directly shouted out King Yong.
Just as King Yong was about to speak, he saw the coffin on King Jiang's shoulders.
The next moment, King Yong's face, which was full of resentment, turned dark.
"Jiang Beiming, what do you mean?" King Yong asked coldly.
Bang!
King Jiang placed the coffin heavily in front of King Yong.
King Yong, who was almost hit on his foot, immediately took a step back.
"Old brother, please forgive me."
"Wait!"
King Yong stretched out his hand in a gesture of rejection, and unconsciously took a step back again.
"Which one is your brother? Don't mistakenly identify your relatives!"
