The whole family travels through the book, the plot is broken but the characters are not

Prince Cheng looked up at the sky. This winter was really cold. It was also that cold when the late emperor died.

"Ying'er, Dayu will always be Dayu and will not become part of Beiji, right?"

Li Zhaoying's voice was a little choked with sobs: "Dayu was obtained by our ancestors at the cost of seventeen lives. Ying, I dare not forget my roots. Beiji is Beiji, and Dayu is Dayu."

"Good!" King Cheng suddenly laughed out loud with his head raised.

"Since you were born, Hongxuan and the clan have always chosen you. I don't know why that fool changed his mind before he died.

I have seen clearly in recent years that if things continue like this, Dayu will soon decay to the same state it was in seventy years ago.

Back then, your royal grandfather fought all the way from Jiyang to Luocheng. It took him five years and countless people died.

This time, you, Ren'er and Xin'er only spent more than half a year and did not harm the people along the way. Sixth Grandpa knows it, and all the ancestors of the Li family know it!

But Ying'er, you have to know that the longer you delay, the greater the damage will be. You must never give in and don't let anyone influence your pace.

There will always be casualties in war. If innocent people are implicated, I will explain to my ancestors in the underworld and ask that idiot Hongxuan what kind of successor he chose.

Attack the city! "

As soon as Prince Cheng finished speaking, Prince Yan and other clan members also shouted in unison: "Attack the city!"

The guards who were escorting Prince Cheng and others were stunned.

Shen Meng's face was stiff. The emperor said that he would use relatives to force Li Zhaoying to agree to peace talks. If Li Zhaoying disagreed, he would pick out a few troublemakers and kill them.

But what is the situation now?

Li Zhaoying's voice was like a resounding bell, causing pain in the eardrums of those on the tower: "If anyone dares to harm a hair of my Li family, I will slaughter their entire clan!"

The Prince of Yan angrily cursed, "Li Zhaoying, you idiot, what nonsense are you talking about? How can you say such nonsense about a tyrant?"

In any case, Emperor Zhaowen was the heir designated by the previous emperor's will.

No matter how despicable he was, he was still a legitimate emperor. Even if he did many wrong things, Li Zhaoying could not get rid of the label of rebel in history books.

Prince Yan must not allow Li Zhaoying to gain another reputation for violence for them.

The court officials listened to the noisy crying beside them, feeling confused and their throats aching with envy.

Everyone knows that Li Zhaoying is protective of his people. He will protect anyone under his wing, from his wife, children and relatives to ordinary people and low-level soldiers.

Just like the seemingly frail Prime Minister of Beiji, Han Qingyun, who was always protected by Li Zhaoying.

It's truly a harmonious relationship between the ruler and his subjects.

When Dayu Chenzi felt a bitter taste in his throat, Han Qingyun also felt a bitter taste in his heart.

When Prince Cheng said those words, he had actually made up his mind to die.

If Prince Yan had not been holding Prince Cheng in his arms, he would probably have committed suicide.

When he saw Prince Cheng, Han Qingyun couldn't help but think of his fifth uncle. What happened in Pingyao Prefecture must never happen again.

The guards were at a loss, but Yu Chun, who was standing behind them, didn't care at all.

She held a sword and put it on the neck of Li Zhixing, the young grandson of Prince Yan.

Li Zhixing is only eight years old this year, one year younger than Li Chonglin. He is the youngest child of the Li family's royal generation.

The noisy sounds calmed down.

Blood was flowing down Li Zhixing's neck. His face was pale and his eyes were red, but he didn't say a word.

Prince Yan was trembling with heartache, but he still forced himself not to say anything.

Li Zhixing's father, Li Xuan, was so angry that he cursed: "Bitch, if you want to kill me, kill me. You put a knife on a child's neck. You are such a piece of shit!"

Yu Chun swung her sword in a flash and slashed towards Li Xuan, but Li Jixin shot an arrow that deflected her sword.

Yu Chun was very skilled, and although the sword deflected, it escaped from his hand.

The sword wind cut a blood mark on Li Xuan's chest.

Prince Yan cried out in pain, and Li Zhixing couldn't control himself and hugged his father.

Li Xuan said to them with pain: "I'm fine, just a minor injury."

Li Zhaoying watched Li Xuan bite his lips without making any sound, and the anger in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

He raised his hand, and a bottle of medicine fell beside Prince Yan: "Seventh Uncle, stop Li Xuan's bleeding first."

Then, he turned to Yu Chun and said, "Sooner or later, I will slaughter the entire Nanlai royal family!"

Yu Chun's heart was pounding. She wanted to say, "How dare you!"

But she knew that Li Zhaoying really dared.

When Li Zhaoying was thirteen years old, he just arrived in the southern border and said that he wanted to kill Nan Batian. All the soldiers in Nanlai thought it was just the talk of a child, but Nan Batian died soon after.

When Li Zhaoying was sixteen years old, he said that he wanted to cut off the bloodline of Rong Tianyi. At the beginning of this year, there was no male left in the royal family of Beirong.

When Li Zhaoying was thirty years old, he said that he wanted the three kingdoms in the north to never again ravage the people of Jiyang. Now, the Qiang, Beirong, and Yan Kingdom have all become the territory of the Northern Ji Kingdom.

People like him, as long as they can say it, will move towards their goal as long as they are alive.

What Yu Chun was more worried about was that no one could doubt the emperor's bloodline now, otherwise, the people behind her would no longer obey her orders.

"Emperor Jilin, stop talking nonsense. Nanlai and Dayu are separated by the sea. How can you defeat Nanlai?"

Li Zhaoying's eyes were burning, and although he didn't say a word, Yu Chun was frightened.

Her tone became increasingly fierce: "Shen Meng, you are the commander of the emperor's imperial guards, not Li Zhaoying's! If you don't obey the emperor's words, your entire family will be slaughtered before Li Zhaoying enters the city."

Shen Meng's throat tightened and he made a gesture.

The guards drew their knives and put them on the necks of the royal relatives.

Li Zhaoying's stern tone chilled everyone's heart. "Every harm suffered by the Li family today, I will definitely return double to Chen Xinrong and Li Zhaocai one day."

Yu Chun cursed angrily: "Emperor Jilin, you are unfilial and unbrotherly. The emperor is granted the throne by heaven. Even if you take Luocheng, you will be a traitor in the history books!"

Li Zhaoying sneered: "I don't care about my reputation before and after death. I only know that Li Zhaocai and Chen Xinrong killed the late emperor and my mother. They must die!

But they can either die quickly or suffer torture before dying.

Our Beiji torture chamber was specially set up for foreign spies like you. Even people like Kong Haibo and Hong Yang couldn't stand it. I wonder how long people like Chen Xinrong and Li Zhaocai, who live in luxury, can last."

Yu Chun's face changed suddenly, but then she thought of the Queen Mother's arrangement, calmed herself down, and sneered.

"Emperor Jilin, since the Empress Dowager and the Emperor cannot survive, I will bury everyone in your Li family with them! Today, either you lead the army back to Beiji and live in peace with the Emperor, or they will all die."

As she spoke, the sword in her hand pointed at King Cheng again.

Prince Cheng spat and reached for the sword. "Come, kill me! Except for those two cowards, Li Zhaocai and Li Zhenyu, none of the men in my Li family are afraid of death."

Li Zhaoying watched Prince Cheng holding the sword, blood dripping from his palm, and felt heartbroken, but he could not retreat now.

How could Yu Chun really kill King Cheng?

Prince Cheng and Prince Yan are the two biggest cards she can use to control Li Zhaoying.

Prince Yan and other clan members, including the youngest Li Zhixing, also tried to snatch the sword from the guards.

"Kill us! Kill us all! When the Li family founded the country, there was only one bloodline left, but for more than four hundred years, it has never been cut off. Kill us all, and the Li family will still have successors!"

Zhang Jingzhi, Yang Ziliang, Fang Xuanren and others kept stopping the imperial guards to prevent them from actually hurting the clan members.

There was a commotion on the city wall, and Cen Tao, Cai Yun and Qian Weiwen were injured.

Li Jixin clenched his fists and raised his hand to give an order, but was grabbed by Han Qingyun.

"hold on."

Li Jixin's eyes were red, and he finally gritted his teeth and let go.