The Song Dynasty was the king for thirteen years before he knew that he was Tianlong.

Chapter 14: Breaking into the House and Making a Banquet
There were red lanterns hanging everywhere in Prince Duan's mansion, which made the surroundings bright. There were carved buildings and painted buildings in the distance and near, which were exquisite, elegant and magnificent. There was a white cobblestone road in the middle, leading straight to the front.

At this moment, the patrol soldiers in the palace heard the noise and ran over, shouting, "Who is trespassing into the palace? Don't you want to live?"

Su Daliang revealed his identity, and the soldiers were shocked. They said, "Even the King of Yan shouldn't do this. Wait for us to report first!"

Su Da was not willing to listen and walked forward. The soldiers stopped him and Zhao Ti said from behind, "Isn't he a warrior?"

Su Da roared and rushed forward, with Bai Zhan and Yu Er coming to help from behind. In an instant, they seized the weapons and knocked the soldiers to the ground.

Su Da grabbed the leader of the soldiers by the collar and asked, "Where is Prince Duan?"

The leader spat out two teeth and cried, "His Royal Highness Prince Duan is entertaining guests in the Yulu Palace ahead."

"Bonus?" Zhao Ti nodded, "Every night they were revelling in the world of luxury. It was indeed a wonderful life."

Su Da threw the leader of the soldiers aside and said, "Don't follow me, or we'll have a fight."

The group walked forward and saw a large hall in the distance. It was brightly lit, like a shining pearl in the night.

At this time, a little girl came over. She was in her prime, with double buns and cute bangs. She had beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and skin as white as jade. She was wearing a light green skirt and holding a red lacquer tray, she walked slowly with lotus steps.

She walked to the middle of the road, looked at the crowd and asked in surprise, "Are you also here to attend His Highness' banquet?"

Su Da grinned and showed his bared teeth: "We are all warriors, I'm afraid His Royal Highness Prince Duan doesn't look down on us."

The little girl's bright eyes flickered and fell on Zhao Ti. She turned around and whispered, "Civil servants can stabilize a country, and military servants can stabilize a country. So what's wrong with being a military man?"

After saying that, he walked straight to a fork in the road, which surprisingly did not lead to the Yulu Palace.

"Interesting..." Zhao Ti raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong understood and lowered his voice and said, "Your Majesty, it's good to see that he is indeed good at martial arts!"

"I don't know where these spies came from." Zhao Ti shook his head.

Before, spies sent by other forces had sneaked into his house, but they were all intentional acts by people outside with ulterior motives.

In fact, the city of Tokyo is not as stable and peaceful as it seems on the surface. In addition to the new and old parties in the court attacking each other, investigating each other, taking ruthless actions, and deploying undercover spies, the same is true within the royal family, most of which are masterminded by the Daizongzhengsi.

The Zongzheng Temple is a low-paying government office. Although the rank of the Zongzheng Temple Minister is high, his power is not that great. He usually manages the clans, but what is there to manage in the clans?
Everyone in the clan is a relative, and when there is right or wrong, everyone will pull their ancestors to take sides, and more and more people will gather to cheer on both sides, making it difficult to determine who is right or wrong. As for evidence, don't even think about it. It is impossible to hold a court trial like in Kaifeng Prefecture.

So, over time, the Zongzheng Temple, with the help of someone unknown, began to secretly place spies in the palaces of various royal families and princes, and then searched for faults in the words and deeds of the royal princes, and then went to their homes to extort money.

This kind of thing is easy to be tense, after all, there is only one party, and they have the evidence in hand, so they are not afraid that you will not comply. Otherwise, they will report to the court. If the evidence is solid and there is indeed something wrong with your words and deeds, then you will be confined to your house, fined, or even demoted. Once the clan members calculate that it is really inappropriate, they can only let them ask for money obediently, because they do have the handle in the hands of the other party. Zhao Ti's mansion once caught a person sent by the Zongzheng Temple, shaved his hair and eyebrows, tied him up like a zongzi in the middle of the night, and threw him into the wall of the Zongzheng Temple, but there was no follow-up. It may be that the Zongzheng Temple felt that it was difficult to control him as a prince of a great country, so they gave up.

In addition to these, the Liao Kingdom, the Tanguts of Western Xia, and even some evil forces in the south have deployed a large number of spies in Tokyo, waiting for their chance to strike.

These are state affairs, but the Military Affairs Department cannot stop them all, and the Privy Council's Machine Room is not capable of catching all the spies in the capital, so although Tokyo City seems calm, the situation inside is actually very complicated.

Zhao Ti didn't care about the girl's origins. No matter which force had planted her there, or whether she was actually from Prince Duan's Mansion, it had nothing to do with the current situation. The group walked straight to the Yulu Palace and arrived there in no time.

It was early summer, with hot days and cool nights. The three doors of the hall were wide open and the windows were closed. Singing and dancing had just ended inside, and tables on both sides were filled with people drinking and having fun. Flattery was heard everywhere, and sour, stale words filled the air.

There was a guard at the door, who was about to ask questions. Su Dayu went up to him and knocked him unconscious, then walked straight into the hall.

The guests in the hall were originally drunk, but as more and more people came in from outside, they were stunned one by one, with confused expressions on their faces.

Zhao Ti walked into the hall, looked inside, and gently stroked his palms: "Eleventh brother is in a good mood, hosting a night banquet for all the guests. Such a wonderful event, didn't you ask the Hanlin Painting Academy to paint a picture of Prince Duan's night banquet, imitating Han Xizai's night banquet?"

Sitting behind a carved table at the back of the hall was a young man with a golden crown on his hair, wearing a light blue robe, and an elegant appearance. There was originally a hint of smugness on his face, but now it had turned into shock and anger. He was none other than Zhao Ji, the eleventh son of Emperor Shenzong.

Hearing this, he stood up suddenly and said, "Prince Yan, what brings you to my house?"

Zhao Ti shook his head and said, "I forgot. Eleventh brother is a master painter. He doesn't need to go to the Hanlin Academy of Painting to hire someone. He can paint it himself. Where is your painting? Let me admire it."

"King Yan, don't go too far!" Zhao Ji's face turned pale. He never expected that it would be too late for the other party to take revenge. Not long after the fight over there, they rushed over.

Zhao Ti looked around and saw that the guests were mostly idle scholars from the capital. He couldn't help but frown, "I have some family matters to take care of. Come on, I'll take you out of the house!"

Seeing his aggressive look, and hearing that he was the King of Yan, these scholars did not dare to move. At this moment, Zhao Ti spoke, and without waiting for Su Dayu to "invite" them, they immediately stood up and ran out the door.

"This is my residence. It's not your turn to make the decision. Everyone, please don't..." Zhao Ji shouted anxiously, but the guests were unwilling to listen. This was clearly an internal matter of the royal family. They didn't dare to even look at it, for fear of getting into trouble.

"King Yan, you have been bullying me too much..." Zhao Ji's eyes flickered and he was furious.

"No bullying, no bullying. When Eleventh Brother came to my house and showed off his power, didn't he tell me that I was a warrior? Well, I came here and asked Eleventh Brother to see what a warrior looks like." Zhao Ti said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, the people behind him drew their weapons one after another. For a moment, the sound of metal clashing and clanging rang out, reflecting the candlelight and pearly light in the hall. Cold shadows flickered, and the chill was overwhelming, filled with murderous intent.

"Ah..." Zhao Ji's expression changed drastically when he saw this. He trembled, then suddenly turned around and ran towards the back door of the hall...

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