Pang Qi's pupils shrank, unable to hide his shock. It was one thing to guess some things, but it was another thing to actually see them in front of him.
A military general's escape would be ruined for his life, but Yang Shu downplayed it so easily. It can only be that he had already had the intention to rebel, so he was not worried about Zhao Niu's future at all.
Based on the relationship between Zhao Niu and the Dinggu Palace, if Yang Shu were defeated, he would definitely be on the liquidation list.
He would have embarked on the path of rebellion anyway, but now he just lost his reputation in advance.
"you……"
"Uncle Pang, you must also want the people to live well."
Yang Shu smiled at Pang Qi and said calmly, "The Dingwang Palace is loyal and patriotic, but what will happen?"
"My grandpa and the late emperor had a deep friendship, but we have already repaid what was due, and we have repaid more."
"I don't owe them anything."
"I only know that blood debts must be repaid with blood!" Yang Shu's face was stern, and every word was chilling.
"Uncle Pang, my father died without a complete body, do you really have no regrets in your heart?"
Pang Qi pursed his lips into a straight line, and a chill emanated from his body.
Yang Shu's father was talented, energetic, and kind. He was his favorite child.
But this child couldn't fight no matter how hard he tried.
Suppressing the anger in his heart, Pang Qi spoke in a deep voice, "Don't show it in front of the marshal."
"I know."
The old man promised that he would pave the way for him, not to help him rebel, but to protect his life.
If Yang Jiajun is sincerely convinced by him, even the emperor will not be able to touch him easily.
If he really couldn't stay any longer, he could still go to the border with the soldiers in hand.
Rebellion was a choice that Mr. Yang subconsciously ignored.
He may know what he is doing and what he is hiding, but as long as he doesn't expose it, he can pretend that he is only providing protection for his grandson instead of helping him start a war.
People, once bound by morality, can only deceive themselves and others.
After opening his mouth, Pang Qi finally said nothing and walked away.
Yang Shu looked at his back for a long time. The old man was obviously very resentful.
It's a pity that the late emperor is dead and Yang Shu can't spy on him. Otherwise, he really wants to see if he is a real man or a hypocrite.
His little affection was enough to tie up King Ding's palace.
"Pai Gow, prepare your car."
"Your Majesty, where are you going?" Pai Gow took a step forward.
"teahouse."
Yang Shu wanted to go to a lively place, listen to people talking, and see if he could find some ideas.
It would be best to have someone in there to take the lead.
In order to keep a low profile, Yang Shu deliberately chose a curtain hat that could hide his face. He disappeared before he appeared.
"Walk."
After greeting Pai Gow, Yang Shu walked out the door.
When he walked to the door, Yang Shu looked back at Pai Gow, "Just stay at home. With you around, everyone will guess who I am."
After ordering a few guards who didn't show much of their faces, Yang Shu went out in a carriage.
When he reached a secluded place, he got off the carriage, waving his fan, and walked forward.
Knowing that someone was watching in the dark, Yang Shu went to the nearest brothel, but with only half a stick of incense, he left unhappily, obviously not interested in vulgar fans.
After wandering on the street for a while, Yang Shu seemed tired and went into a tea shop.
After listening for a long time, Yang Shu was disappointed. They were all trivial neighborhood matters and no one mentioned Zhao Niu.
Also, this tea shop is not big, and Zhao Niu's collusion with the enemy has not spread yet, so no one will talk about it.
If you want to hear secret information, you have to go to a big teahouse.
But in a large teahouse, there must be a waiter outside the private room. You can't hear it just because you want to hear it.
