My whole family eavesdropped on my thoughts, and I won money on the road to exile.

Chapter 67 Old Oil Drum Master Wang

"Ignorant people are being deceived by others! The East Palace, Wang family, and Su family are plotting to commit regicide! It is treasonous and unethical."

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With a few whips, the people were knocked down and retreated one after another.

Groups of brightly armored guards came on horseback, shouting and driving the people all the way.

The women's voices suddenly became mute.

Is this passage in the original book?

Sumi Bao frowned and thought about it, how could she remember that the original book said that the prison car passed through the long street, the people gathered around and threw at the God of War General——

No, the things people throw at people in the book are stones, rotten eggs, mud, shit, etc., right?

How could it become flowers and fruits?

"I am guilty. I incited Tai! I gathered people to rebel! I am guilty. Yancheng was defeated and the people were displaced!"

Suddenly a hoarse old man's voice came through the air, carrying endless sadness, desolation, and anger——

The guards drove away the people, revealing a long and wide street.

Sumi Bao was sitting in the old carriage in the green shed. When he glanced over, he saw a crossroads in front of him, and an old man wearing wooden shackles, with snow-white hair and blood-stained clothes walking straight towards him.

The old man had a disheveled head and bare feet, shouting as he walked. Behind him were four or five escort officers.

"Taifu Wang!"

Mrs. Su couldn't help clenching her fists.

Wang Taifu Wang You is in his seventies. He was a veteran hero who conquered the world together with the Duke of Laozhen and the late emperor.

Two generations of imperial teachers who have taught the current emperor and prince.

Known as the master of literati in the world.

How could he be so embarrassed?

How humiliated!

[It’s broken, the old oil drum is here. The person who can kill my elder brother is here. 】

Sumi Bao was dancing excitedly in Mrs. Su's arms.

"Kill Zhenbei? Old Oil Drum? Will Mrs. Wang kill Zhenbei? Mi Baobao, is this what you mean?"

Old oil barrel? Does the old oil drum that Mi Baobao mentioned refer to Taifu Wang?

After hearing Sumi Bao's thoughts, Mrs. Su's old eyes flashed with a terrifying light.

[Yes, grandma, don’t sympathize with this old oil drum. He has too many bad ideas in his belly. My eldest brother is smart, but he is too young and cannot compare to the cunningness of the old oil drum. In the end, the old oil drum and the little emperor will kill my eldest brother together. 】

Sumi Bao felt that she was just a little baby. When she grew up, the cucumbers and vegetables were cold. Therefore, she simply told her family about these things earlier so that the adults could prepare early.

Especially grandma, according to what grandma said just now, she has a close relationship with the old oil drum. But you must not let grandma sympathize with the old oil drum.

"The little emperor's grandson? Wasn't the little emperor's grandson burned to death with the prince in the East Palace?"

Compared with what happened to Taifu Wang, Mrs. Su was more concerned about the news about the prince's only legitimate son, the four-year-old grandson.

[He’s not dead, the little emperor’s grandson is the male protagonist. He will not die whoever dies. Will he still be emperor in the future? 】

The little emperor's grandson is not dead?

Will he still be emperor in the future?

Mrs. Su was stunned by the news.

They were patriotic and loyal to the prince, and were appointed by the late emperor to protect the prince. He became a princeling in the eyes of the world.

The prince is dead, the East Palace has been destroyed, and their government has no chance of success.

However, now Mi Baobao actually said that the little emperor's grandson is not dead and will be the emperor in the future.

Doesn't that mean that their Zhenguo Palace has a bright future and there is still a chance to rehabilitate Zhaoxue?

Mrs. Su shed tears again excitedly.

When she was old, she lived to be sixty years old, and she had already seen through high officialdom, glory and wealth. However, she was not willing to accept it. Her husband and sons dedicated themselves to serving the country and died in the battle. In the end, he ended up being a traitor.

It is her greatest wish to see her husband and sons rehabilitated for the rest of her life. "I am guilty! I incited rebellion——"

Wang Taifu walked towards this side step by step, and he saw that he was getting closer and closer to the Su family's team opposite.

"father--"

A girl's shrill cry suddenly came from the east side of the intersection.

【Wang Yanyu! 】

Following the shouting, Sumi Bao unexpectedly saw a group of prisoners walking towards the east of the intersection. The girl who ran over crying, Sumi Bao recognized Wang Yanyu at a glance.

Look again, next to Wang Yanyu is a woman in black wearing a veil.

Crown Princess—Wang Zhaorong?

No, she has changed her name now. The Dog Emperor changed the name of the Crown Princess to Wang Yi last night. She is no longer a princess, but an ordinary commoner. The emperor allows her to be exiled with the Wang family.

But after all, the princess apparently died in the fire. Su Mibao thought, what new identity did the Dog Emperor give Wang Yi'an in the official exile pamphlet? She was still curious about this.

After all, in the original book, the princess accompanied the prince to die for her love in the East Palace.

Because of her appearance, many things in the original book were changed. The resurrection of the Crown Princess is the most uncontrollable thing about her.

Sumi Bao looked at Wang Yi who was getting closer and closer.

She was disfigured and afraid of being recognized by acquaintances, so she wore a veil.

The Queen Mother agreed that Wang Yi would be exiled with the Wang family, so she would naturally send someone to handle the funeral arrangements. Therefore, Wang Yi did not have a rope, but just carried a small package on his back and followed the exile team in green clothes and cloth shoes.

After all, neither the emperor nor the queen mother, nor Wang Yi himself, wanted her to be too ostentatious and different, thus arousing suspicion from others.

【My smoke! 】

Taifu Wang looked at Wang Yanyu running towards him and couldn't help but shed a few tears.

[Your Majesty, you are so cruel! It's a pity that my Yan'er is only ten years old, but you can be so cruel. I, Wang Younian, swear here that if I can enter the capital again in my lifetime, I will kill you all in the palace and avenge my Yan'er and Zhaorong. 】

Kill the emperor and fill the palace?

Tsk tsk,

Su Mibao couldn't help but click his tongue when he heard Taifu Wang's thoughts. As expected, Old Youtong looked elegant and noble on the surface, but in fact he had a sinister mind. Moreover, he is wily and extremely deep.

The emperor, Gu Tai and others together are no match for this old man.

As for her eldest brother, in terms of military intelligence, he is really higher than this old man. But the old man has walked a road with more salt than his elder brother, so there is nothing he can do. As the ancients said, a person of eighteen does not fight with a person of eighty. I can't fight, I really can't.

"Daddy—"

Wang Yanyu ran over and threw herself at Taifu Wang's feet, crying sadly.

[My father has become like this, and no one can avenge me anymore. 】

what,

Why is Wang Yanyu crying so sadly?

Just because she suffered the grievances she suffered in the palace and didn't look at it, her father was even worse off than she was right now, okay? I don't see her feeling sorry for her father. Why is she thinking that her father can't avenge her?

Could it be that something happened in the palace yesterday that she didn't know about?

Sumi Bao couldn't figure it out. After all, in the original book, Wang Yanyu was left in the palace and became the emperor's beautiful woman. Now, her fate has also changed. Of course Sumi Bao didn't know what happened.

"My son is suffering."

Taifu Wang stretched out his old bloody hand and stroked his little daughter's delicate cheek, tears streaming down his face.

[If the emperor had not forced me to take the lives of my daughter and Zhao Rong, I, Wang Younian, would rather die than shout in public in the street that I am guilty, have lost my integrity in my later years, and have ruined my reputation for the rest of my life. 】

(End of this chapter)