Did he realize that he was deliberately interfering with his power in the palace, so he warned him?

This is reasonable, but it is obvious that the other party's abnormal behavior started last night, which is even more intriguing.

"What does Yang Qing mean?" No matter what, Zhao Jiu became a little alert.

"I just want to remind your majesty." In front of the tent door, Yang Yizhong leaned forward with his sword in hand. "Your majesty is the emperor, there is no need to be so wary of your ministers."

This is almost equivalent to revealing the tacit confrontation between the two sides in person, and it seems quite well-intentioned.

But this still did not let Zhao Jiu feel relieved, because he had no idea what kind of person Yang Yizhong was. Who knew if he would "punch the emperor three times and run away" in the next second? Who knew if he would kill him with a knife and then take his head to surrender to the Jin Dynasty?

Is he a traitor or a loyal minister? Is his surname Wang or Jiang? What is his nature? Emperor Zhao was completely confused.

In fact, as a time traveler, Zhao Jiu kept looking for those "historical celebrities" he knew despite repeated setbacks. It was not only because those people were outstanding in their abilities, but many times, it was because he had known the temperament and positions of these "historical celebrities" for a long time, which would give Zhao Jiu an illusion that everything was under control... and a sense of security!

However, he knew who Li Gang, Zong Ze, and Yue Fei were, but Zhao Jiu really had no idea who Yang Yi Zhong was.

"Your Majesty, do not have to doubt."

In the early morning, the autumn wind blew, and the sky became increasingly gloomy, with a hint of autumn rain. Yang Yizhong also put down his hand holding the sword, took a half step forward, and continued to speak to the Emperor Zhao, who was thinking about everything but remained silent. "First, the world is in chaos, but Your Majesty is the only orthodox one in the world today, and is the people's favorite. Under the general trend, no one here can shake Your Majesty's throne; second, in the system of the Song Dynasty, everything is decided by the emperor, and no one can be a powerful minister... Among them, scholars can understand confidential texts, Hanlin can enter the palace to serve, and the censors can retire as prime ministers. The generals in the imperial camp are directly under Your Majesty. From the commander-in-chief to the ordinary soldiers, all of them can be decided by Your Majesty's words... Even I was asked by Your Majesty to rebuild the Banzhi from Zhang Taiwei (Zhang Jun). I have no foundation in the palace, and Your Majesty can send me back with just one word."

Zhao Jiu, who was standing in front of the tent, was surprised. No matter how confused he was, he understood what Yang Yizhong meant.

Of these two sentences, the first one told Zhao Jiu that he didn't need to worry about his personal safety and the throne, because at least in inheriting the overall framework of the Song Dynasty, he was still irreplaceable; the second one simply pointed out the vital points of Kang, Huang, Wang, Wang, and even Yang Yizhong!

Use people with bachelor's degrees to seize power!

Specifically use Hanlin academicians to suppress Kang Lu!

Use the censors to control the prime ministers!

As for Yang Yi Zhong and Wang Yuan, they are actually not worth mentioning at all, because according to the system of the Song Dynasty, Emperor Zhao can find a public occasion and decide the advancement or retreat of these warriors with just one sentence.

In other words, Yang Yizhong has unconditionally turned against us!

"Why are you telling me this?" Zhao Jiu turned his head slightly and squinted his eyes as he looked at the busy and excited people in the Red Heart Team not far away. "Just because I pardoned those people yesterday, slept here for a night, and promoted Liu Yan, what kind of heroic spirit do you have in Han and Tang Dynasties?"

"The emperor is the emperor!" Yang Yizhong bowed his head slightly, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Then why didn't you say anything yesterday?" Zhao Jiu came back to his senses and pressed on. "You didn't say anything the day before yesterday."

"If the emperor insists on asking me the truth, I can only say four words that are right!" Yang Yizhong finally raised his head in front of Zhao Jiu.

As the two men of similar height faced each other at close range, Zhao Jiu noticed for the first time that the man in front of him had an equally young face hidden under his armor, rather than the image of a simple observer.

"Which four words?" After a long pause, Zhao Jiu asked.

"National hatred and family feud...that's all!" Yang Yizhong had a blank expression on his face.

Zhao Jiu was stunned and speechless. He knew that those were the words he said last night from the perspective of Zhao Gou's body in order to shut Yang Yi Zhong up.

To be fair, this was just a perfunctory remark, but unexpectedly it hit the nail on the head!

Besides, Zhao Jiu understood that there must be deeper reasons for the other party's betrayal - for example, the sentence 'the emperor is the emperor' might be the most fundamental reason, because even if these people were doubtful, they dared not deny that this body was the emperor Zhao, and being an emperor, he naturally had authority; and Yang Yi Zhong, as a palace attendant, seemed to have a noble status, but he had the lowest status in the five-person group, and was even vaguely like Kang Lu's appendage. It was far less promising to just hold on like this than to take a gamble and betray.

But no matter what, Zhao Jiu was only filled with curiosity and shock at the four words "national hatred and family feud".

"I remember someone said that you come from a family of generals..." Zhao Jiu clasped his hands together and stood, but turned his head to look elsewhere. "You should also know that after I fell into the well, there are some things that I can't remember clearly."

"Of course I know."

Yang Yizhong stood still and spoke frankly. "During the Jingkang period, my father, Yang Zhen, was the governor of Jianning Village in Linzhou and was killed by the Jin people; my grandfather, Yang Zongmin, was the general manager of Yongxing Army and was killed in the battle of the Jin people... I was 23 years old at that time, my family was broken up, but I couldn't die for my loyalty, so I had to go east to Hejian, where I met Zhang Taiwei on the way. We went to Xinde Prefecture together, and were taken in by Liang Shizhi (Liang Yangzu), and then went to the Marshal's Mansion... The national hatred and family feuds are also a pain in my bones!"

"Your grandfather's name is Yang Zongmin?" Zhao Jiu looked back in a daze. "Zong generation."

"yes."

"Then what is the relationship between your family and Yang Ye and Yang Wudi?"

"When the country was founded, my great-grandfather Yang Huiye stayed in Jin for a long time. He did have a small reputation, but the title of invincibility was unheard of." Yang Yizhong still spoke his mind.

"Are you a direct descendant of the Yang family?" Zhao Jiu was finally stunned. "A true general of the Yang family?"

"I can't say I am a direct descendant, and as a general of the Song Dynasty, I dare not call myself a family general." Yang Yizhong's face, which seemed to never change, finally looked gloomy. "But my family has been in Hedong for a hundred years, and six generations have been generals. Naturally, we have some reputation in the Western Army. However, after Jingkang, the family was separated, and only four brothers survived. The rest are missing. And here, I am probably the only one who has entered the government as an adult. At this point, even if there are so-called Yang family generals, I am afraid I am the only one left."

It seems that Yang Kang may not be your biological grandson, but may be your nephew's grandson... In a trance, Zhao Jiu actually thought of this absurd thing.

However, as a drop of autumn rain fell, he quickly reacted, and took the initiative to step forward: "What's Yang Qing's name?"

—————I am grateful for the sudden large number of reward dividing lines——————

PS: Thanks to the big guys for the rewards... Yiyun, Nastasia, the factory director, Laodao, Duke Kelson, Abei, Real Madrid, Uncle Xiong, Big Boss Xiang Yu, Ayue, Seven Years Old, Lusisi Huan, Masked Superman Mr. Wang, Elrath, as well as Haidi, July, etc., etc. (It feels like making up the word count)

Many of them are acquaintances. After all, a book with only three chapters is not qualified to be the leader. These are all old books that followed... I asked Xiaojiu to bow to everyone. Thank you very much.

By the way, this is the end of my drafts. From today on, I will be a person who writes every night.