"slow!"

Zhao Dongting suddenly raised his hand, "Even if he wants to kill me, can I be a wise ghost? Who made you kill the monarch?"

The deputy sneered disapprovingly, "It's okay to tell you, the one who ordered us to kill you was the current dynasty."

"Bang!"

But before he finished speaking, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Two guards guarding the gate were caught off guard and were taken to the ground.

A beautiful figure stood outside the door. As soon as he appeared, his eyes quickly passed through the room, and then his bare hands flew, and two silver lights flashed by.

"Um"

The majestic young man, who had just become so majestic, groaned and fell to the ground in an instant, with two bright silver hairpins inserted into the back of his neck.

Zhao Dongting was overjoyed and hurriedly shouted: "Ying'er save me!"

In fact, there was no need for him to shout, the other four guards standing in the room had already looked at Ying'er.

But before they could rush towards Ying'er, they saw several silver lights flying away in Ying'er's hands.

Four guards fell one after another.

Zhao Dongting was stunned.

These guards were selected as personal guards, and their skills were naturally not ordinary, or comparable to ordinary soldiers. Even if the Southern Song Dynasty emphasized culture and over military affairs, the martial arts style was still prevalent. Zhao Dongting looked at the speed of these guards drawing swords, and knew that even ten of them rushed forward, they would not be opponents of these guys.

But now, Ying Er, the delicate little girl, has cleaned them up every second.

Seeing the bright silver hairpins on these guards' necks really had a lot of impact on Zhao Dongting. Most of these martial arts masters, in modern society, only exist in imagination.

At this moment, Zhao Dongting also felt a strong desire to practice martial arts.

Even if you can't become a peerless master, it's good to be able to strengthen your body. Besides, there are pretty ladies like Ying Er waiting for her to favor, how can you do without a pair of iron?

When Zhao Dongting was stunned, Ying Er rushed to the front in a hurry, "Your Majesty, how are you?"

Zhao Dongting smashed his mouth and waved his hand slowly and said, "I, I'm fine."

Ying Er breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the corpse on the ground, "Emperor, they"

"Which general is in charge of the guards' personal military department now?" Zhao Dongting's eyes gradually became colder and he asked.

Ying Er replied: "It's General Su Liu Yisu."

“Huh?”

Zhao Dongting was slightly surprised, "Didn't Su Liuyi take charge of the Palace Front Office?"

During the Southern Song Dynasty, the highest command organization of the imperial guards was "two departments and three yamen", and the two departments were the Palace Front Office and the Guards' Personal Military Office. Zhao Dongting remembered that historical records recorded that Su Liuyi was "in charge of the affairs of the Palace Front Office" in the late Southern Song Dynasty. Unexpectedly, even the Guards' Personal Military Office was in charge of him.

Ying'er nodded slightly and said, "Emperor, now that I am displaced here, the Palace Front Office and the Guards' Personal Army are under the jurisdiction of General Su."

"oh"

Zhao Dongting came back to the story. Thinking about it, the minor courts of the Southern Song Dynasty have now fallen to the small island of Benzhou, so where are there so many officials in charge?

He looked up at Ying'er, wanting Ying'er to bring Su Liuyi to Xuan. After thinking about it, he gave up, "Ying'er, go and cover the door."

Ying Er looked at Zhao Dongting strangely, not knowing what the little emperor was thinking, but she still obediently closed the door. She felt that since the emperor "scamdled the zombie", her temperament and eyes have changed a lot compared to before, which made her feel a little strange. The emperor now doesn't look like a child.

When Ying'er walked back, Zhao Dongting had already walked out of bed and picked up a Yanling knife, "Ying'er, wake these two eunuchs up."

Ying'er walked to the two little eunuchs who were still fainting on the ground, squatted down a little, and saw her stretching out her soft arms and pressing them a few times on the faces of the two little eunuchs, and the two little eunuchs woke up one after another.

However, as soon as they woke up, the two eunuchs almost peeed their pants because they were pressing a bright goose-ling knife around their necks.

Zhao Dongting and Ying Er stood next to the two little eunuchs respectively.

The little eunuch with a fair face like a girl saw the corpses and blood on the ground, and trembled all over and cried, "Your Majesty, please spare me."

Zhao Dongting laughed and said, "Tell me, you are the so-called Lord Yang."

Although his voice was childish, it was full of bone-chilling coolness at this time.

The little eunuch who was compared by Ying'er with a knife was afraid of the little eunuch's explanation, so he hurriedly shouted: "I can't say it!"

Zhao Dongting narrowed his eyes slightly and gave Ying Er a look.

Ying Er knew it, and she was obviously used to this bloody scene, so she decisively wiped off the neck of the eunuch under her feet.

A clear stream filled the crotch of the white eunuch with a smell of urine.

Zhao Dongting lowered his voice and said slowly: "I can let you live, you can die, and you can make you live worse than death. Do you say it or not?"

The little eunuch was already timid, and could no longer resist it at this time. He cried and said, "Yes, it is Lord Yang Wanli, deputy chief of the guards and infantry."

The Guards' Personal Army Department is divided into the Guards' Personal Army Command Commander Commander, the Guards' Personal Army Infantry Commander Commander, and the Guards' Personal Army Commander Commander, and the subordinate organization of the Palace Front Office are called the "Three Yamen". Yang Wanli, as the deputy position of the Guards' Personal Army Infantry, has a great official position.

Although Zhao Dongting had no impression of this person in his mind, he could also imagine that he would be a very important figure in the small court of the Southern Song Dynasty.

He raised his legs and kicked the eunuch to the ground, and said to Ying'er: "Yinger, tie him up."

Ying Er did not hesitate to carry out Zhao Dongting's words, untied a few belts from the guards on the ground, tied the eunuch to a chair, and then looked at Zhao Dongting, "Your Majesty, what should we do next?"
Chapter completed!