The eldest son is fierce

Tang Yi turned the Nanjing Capital upside down, and at this time the Dayan Capital was also in turmoil and filled with murderous intentions.

In the imperial study of the palace, Emperor Yanwen was reviewing memorials when his chest suddenly spasmed. His heart seemed to be squeezed into a ball, as if it were being cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

The bone-gnawing pain made Emperor Yanwen subconsciously cover his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out on the spot, staining the memorials on the table red.

"Cough cough cough..." Emperor Yanwen subconsciously covered his lips, but blood continued to flow out from his fingertips.

"His Majesty!"

Chen Diaosi was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he shouted in fear: "Come here, quickly call the imperial physician, call the imperial physician..."

"Shut up!"

Before the voice could reach the outside of the hall, it was interrupted by a cold voice.

Wei Yuan walked into the hall wearing a sable cloak. He was also very pale. It had been just over a month since the operation and his wound had not yet healed. In addition, he had been rushing back to Kyoto day and night and had little time to recuperate. It was not easy for him to get better.

"Ancestor, Your Majesty..."

Chen Diaosi was almost crying with anxiety. His Majesty's health has been getting worse day by day these days. The most important thing now is to call the imperial physician!

"Why are you yelling? Can the Imperial Hospital solve your Majesty's problem?"

Wei Yuan put his fist to his lips and coughed twice, then said coldly, "Get out and guard outside. Don't let anyone get close."

"Yes, ancestor." Chen Diaosi ran out of the imperial study quickly.

Emperor Yanwen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked up at Wei Yuan, and said with some depression: "Although I was prepared, I still underestimated the power of this poisonous insect. The pain is really terrible..."

"How's it going? Any news from Nanjing?"

Wei Yuan raised his hand and placed it on Emperor Yanwen's pulse, his face darkening as he said, "Your acting is too much!"

Emperor Yanwen spread his hands and said, "There's nothing I can do. If I want to deceive the enemy, I have to deceive myself first. Otherwise, if the princess succeeds in putting the poison on him, and he suddenly gets the urge to resist the poison, wouldn't he be exposed if he doesn't react?"

In everything, the overall situation comes first.

Wei Yuan released Emperor Yanwen's hand and said, "Your Majesty, the situation is not optimistic. You are too deeply poisoned. Judging from the signs, if the princess wants to, she can take your life at any time."

"As for Nanjing? Ha! Tang Yi is definitely doing better than you in Nanjing Kyoto."

Emperor Yanwen's expression suddenly froze, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Old Wei, can't you just hope that I get better?"

"Humph, you're already such a grown-up, but you're still such a worry to me."

Wei Yuan glared at Emperor Yanwen and said angrily, "That little bastard Tang Yi is much less of a worry than you. The latest news from Nanjing is that Tang Yi has arrived in Nanjing Kyoto."

"According to the time calculation, he has already taken action in Nanjing."

Emperor Yanwen grinned, with a look of arrogance and pride in his smile. Those guys in Nanjing Kyoto are on their own. With their methods, I am overwhelmed. Those guys have never fought with Tang Yi, and they will definitely be beaten dizzy.

When Emperor Yanwen thought of this, he felt his heart aches less. Humph, it doesn't matter. So what if my plan fails?

I have Tang Yi!

If I can't handle it anymore, I'll just wait for him to come back and clean up the mess.

"I'm afraid it won't be long before news comes from Nanjing."

Emperor Yanwen raised his head, his face tinged with fatigue and solemnity. "My sister is getting restless and is aggressively pressuring and winning over the various clans. If news of Nan Jing gets back, I'm afraid she'll officially declare war."

"Mr. Wei, I'm afraid we have seriously underestimated the great changes in Kyoto."

Wei Yuan pondered for a moment and said, "The people's hearts can be used, and we can fight. However, this battle will be extremely tragic, which may not be what Tang Yi wants to see."

Emperor Yanwen shook his head and said, "We exiled him from the capital because we didn't want him to be contaminated by these sins, didn't we?"

Wei Yuan was too lazy to dwell on this question and simply said, "What about him? I have some doubts and need to ask him."

Emperor Yanwen knew who Wei Yuan was talking about, and immediately struggled to get up and walked towards the bookshelf.

There were more than a dozen bookshelves in the imperial study, all filled with rare classics. Emperor Yanwen stopped in front of the third bookshelf, raised his hand and twisted a history book on the shelf.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the bookshelf suddenly moved away, and a secret door appeared in the sight of the two.

The two exchanged glances, and Wei Yuan entered the secret door first, followed by Emperor Yanwen. Below the secret door was a flight of stairs, more than ten steps long, leading down to a spacious secret room.

The lights in the secret room were brightly lit. Wei Yuan cautiously inspected the room and found that the furnishings were very simple: a bookshelf, a bed, a table, and a screen...

At this moment, a human figure was reflected on the screen, and the shadow flickered and swayed in the candlelight.

Wei Yuan subconsciously raised his hand to stop Emperor Yanwen. Before he could say anything, a teasing voice rang out from behind the screen opposite him: "What a rare guest! I didn't expect Elder Wei to come in person. It's truly an honor."

Wei Yuan's old eyes suddenly narrowed.

Emperor Yanwen sat down at the tea table, pulled Wei Yuan and said, "Don't be nervous, Mr. Wei. He won't hurt me."

Wei Yuan nodded slightly and sat down at the table, his eyes fixed on the screen. "I came here today to clarify one thing."

"Then let me guess, what does Mr. Wei want to ask?"

The man, whose figure was reflected on the screen, raised his hand and gestured randomly for a while before saying, "Got it. Mr. Wei wants to ask the princess if she has obtained the Undead Technique."

Wei Yuan nodded and said, "Indeed, the Southern Xinjiang Medicine Man Technique is too vicious and too powerful to be ignored by this old man."

Wei Yuan didn’t really care about Southern Xinjiang in the past. No matter how mysterious Southern Xinjiang was, it only had a population of a few hundred thousand. Even if he had ambitions, it would be difficult to achieve anything.

But the battle of Tianyong Pass completely changed his mind.

Even the most basic insect techniques can be used to the fullest by Tang Yi on the battlefield, using it as some kind of insect-based tactical headset. The terrifying thing about that thing is that it can complete tactical coordination in the shortest time.

What was the traditional method of command on the battlefield? It was flag signals. The commander gave orders, the flag bearer gave signals, and the entire army followed the flag bearer's orders.

This is during the day. If it is at night... when fighting an encounter or a night attack, it is almost entirely up to the prestigious general to personally lead the charge, and the soldiers under his command will know how to fight.

But what about Tang Yi's Gu-insect version of the tactical headset? It almost perfectly solved these problems.

As long as the coach finds a certain position to observe the entire battlefield, he can make tactical adjustments in the first time, such as when to charge, when to provide artillery support, when to launch an attack, etc., all are under the control of the coach alone.

If even the most basic insect technique is so terrifying, then what kind of existence is Nanjing's famous undead technique?

Emperor Yanwen's face also turned solemn. He had actually forgotten about this. The prisoner sent by the eldest princess had been dormant in southern Xinjiang for so many years. The medicine manipulator technique in southern Xinjiang must be one of her goals.

Once the eldest princess really took control of such a terrifying army, coupled with the support of her troops in Kyoto, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Emperor Yanwen subconsciously clenched his fists. Oh, he suddenly missed Tang Yi. If that kid were here, he would probably have some unique plans!

Since that guy is not here, we can only carry out the old plan step by step. It's really troublesome.