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"I said you'd better let me go. Can you?"
Wen Jiu lowered his head and brushed the fly ash on his sleeves. When he lifted his eyes and looked at Zhao fan, he had pressed down the fear of being high for a long time for seven or eight minutes. His eyes were so quiet.
"You dare to think about it." Zhao fan sneered, stretched out his hand, pulled her over, leaned over to his ear and whispered, "the prince suddenly remembered that there are still unfinished things with you. He happened to be free tonight and took care of our affairs."
Wen Jiu smelled the speech, his face suddenly changed, and clenched his teeth and said, "Zhao fan!"
She has never been a thin skinned person. She has never lost any advantage in the battle of words. But when she meets Zhao fan, a unscrupulous, vicious and insidious person, she can't even say a few words of abuse.
Zhao fan smiled coldly and dragged her straight into the hall.
Wen Jiu stumbled. He knew that Zhou Minghao escaped from Zhao fan with these princes' children tonight. He must be angry and want to count all the accounts on her.
I'm afraid she's doomed tonight.
Wen Jiu touched her waist with one hand. There was still a piece of broken porcelain hidden there. If Zhao fan really wanted to force her to a desperate situation, there would still be a chance to burn jade and stone.
It's just a pity that her Xie Dongfeng is already on her way back to Beijing,
However, the difference between three or two days will become a gap between heaven and man forever.
She can't bear it.
Zhang Yueze could not help but say, "Your Highness..."
"Yue Ze doesn't have to say much. Go down and bandage the wound first." Zhao fan directly interrupted him and ordered the rest of the guards, "order the whole city to be strictly forbidden. If you see flying lights, shoot them immediately!"
The crowd answered "yes" in unison and turned away from Guihe hall.
Zhao fan half pulled and half pulled the warm wine to the hall. The lights under the eaves went out, the dark clouds covered the moon, and there were few stars.
Zhang Yueze frowned. His heart was restless, but he didn't say anything after all. He turned and left.
But just a few steps.
"Your Highness! Urgent report!" a soldier rushed here. He ran too fast and fell to the ground, but he didn't care about this for a long time. He shouted, "the king of Dingbei leads his troops back to the dynasty! It's only 300 miles from the imperial capital!"
Warm wine's heart stopped for a moment.
Three hundred miles.
Xie hengguo really came back with his wings.
Zhao fan pulled her hand and gave a violent meal. He stood stiff on the steps for a long time before looking back at the soldier who came to report the news. He squeezed it out of his throat very hard, "what are you talking about?"
The soldier who reported the news was lying on the ground, his face full of fear, "return to your highness, the fourth prince. Xie Heng, king of the north, has led his troops back to Beijing. He has reached 300 miles outside the capital! Please report to the emperor as soon as possible!"
Zhao fan threw away the warm wine, strode to the man and asked coldly, "how can Xie Heng come back so soon when the northern desert border is three thousand miles away? What do the city guards do to eat? Why not report such a big thing?"
The soldier bowed his head and said, "I heard that the king of Dingbei came back to the dynasty. All the cities were open to meet each other, and no one stood in the way. Maybe so, the king of Dingbei came back very quickly..."
Warm wine standing on the steps, the night wind blowing clothes flying, full sleeve cold wind, the heart is warm and difficult to restrain.
Her youth, even if she met a fatuous and helpless emperor, even if none of Zhao's sons could help her up.
But he knows how good he is for the people he protects with his blood.
He didn't get his protection and regard him as a deadly tiger and wolf.
"It's a good one. No one is blocking it!" Zhao fan laughed angrily and asked, "how many people did Xie Heng bring back?"
The soldier was very frightened, and his voice was much lower. "It seems like five or six thousand light cavalry."
Wen Jiu sniffed his words and suddenly took a cold breath.
When Xie Heng brought five or six thousand people, he dared to return to Dijing. Zhang Yueze's zhangjiajun was at least thirty or fifty thousand.
Besides, these five or six thousand people still travel a long way to repair zhangjiajun for a long time
She couldn't help feeling anxious and worried about Xie Heng.
"It's only five or six thousand light cavalry. Does Xie Heng dare to return to Beijing? Oh... He really wants to die!" Zhao fan took a negative hand, looked back at the warm wine, and said with a smile: "since Xie Heng wants to come back to die, no wonder the prince."
Zhang Yueze came forward and said, "the end will ask for orders and lead the soldiers to take Xie Heng."
Zhao fan looked at the blood on his arm and couldn't help saying, "you still have injuries. That's why..."
"A little injury doesn't matter." Zhang Yueze insisted: "the end general has always wanted to fight Xie Heng. If he doesn't go this time, he will die and never have a chance again."
Zhao fan thought for a moment and said in a deep voice, "you take 20000 people, no, 30000! Set out immediately, take Xie Heng's head and come back, and the prince will also be king and Hou for you!"
Zhang Yueze hugged his fist and said, "the end will take command!"
When the sound fell, he turned around, ordered some close soldiers, and immediately left the palace.
"Come on, invite shopkeeper Wen back to the side hall." Zhao fan looked back at Wen wine and said with a smile: "I heard that there are many good wines here. When Yue Ze comes back with Xie Heng's head, my prince will drink 300 cups with you again."
Warm wine whisked away the hands of her two bodyguards and walked to Zhao fan, "I'm afraid you don't have any wine."
With that, she didn't look at Zhao fan and left without looking back.
A group of bodyguards followed her and went back to the side hall. They pushed her into the door and locked the door.
The leader said, "shopkeeper Wen, you'd better be calm. Don't run around. Don't embarrass me."
Warm wine was silent.
There was no lamp in the hall. It was dark. She leaned against the door and was confused.
Suddenly, the dark shadow in the room flashed, and someone swept right in front of her
The curtain weft blew by the cold wind, and the man's sleeve brushed the corners of her eyes. A burst of medicine fragrance mixed with strange fragrance came to her nose in an instant.
Warm wine looked chilly. He took two steps to the side and sat directly on the chair. His eyes looked like ink. "It's been noisy in the middle of the night and I'm tired. You might as well say what you're doing here, brother."
The visitor walked slowly in front of her and lit the palace lamp on the side of Wenjiu as soon as he brushed his sleeve.
Wen Jiu finally saw the face of the visitor. A young man in his twenties can only be said to be pleasing to the eye. He is the kind of appearance that people will forget when they turn around.
Coincidentally, a few days ago, Wen Jiu met such a person when he was in the holy face. At that time, he was mixed with a group of imperial doctors. He was very inconspicuous, but he was the only one who looked back at her.
The candle leaped and swayed, reflecting the man's eyes.
He stopped in front of warm wine, looked into her eyes, smiled and asked, "you always like doing business. How about I do business with you this time?"
"What business?"
Warm wine is nothing but a brain, so I asked it out.
After the sound fell, I quite regretted it.
I shouldn't have answered him so soon.
The man said, "I'll take you away. How about you change your name, leave the past and listen to me?"
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"I said you'd better let me go. Can you?"
Wen Jiu lowered his head and brushed the fly ash on his sleeves. When he lifted his eyes and looked at Zhao fan, he had pressed down the fear of being high for a long time for seven or eight minutes. His eyes were so quiet.
"You dare to think about it." Zhao fan sneered, stretched out his hand, pulled her over, leaned over to his ear and whispered, "the prince suddenly remembered that there are still unfinished things with you. He happened to be free tonight and took care of our affairs."
Wen Jiu smelled the speech, his face suddenly changed, and clenched his teeth and said, "Zhao fan!"
She has never been a thin skinned person. She has never lost any advantage in the battle of words. But when she meets Zhao fan, a unscrupulous, vicious and insidious person, she can't even say a few words of abuse.
Zhao fan smiled coldly and dragged her straight into the hall.
Wen Jiu stumbled. He knew that Zhou Minghao escaped from Zhao fan with these princes' children tonight. He must be angry and want to count all the accounts on her.
I'm afraid she's doomed tonight.
Wen Jiu touched her waist with one hand. There was still a piece of broken porcelain hidden there. If Zhao fan really wanted to force her to a desperate situation, there would still be a chance to burn jade and stone.
It's just a pity that her Xie Dongfeng is already on her way back to Beijing,
However, the difference between three or two days will become a gap between heaven and man forever.
She can't bear it.
Zhang Yueze could not help but say, "Your Highness..."
"Yue Ze doesn't have to say much. Go down and bandage the wound first." Zhao fan directly interrupted him and ordered the rest of the guards, "order the whole city to be strictly forbidden. If you see flying lights, shoot them immediately!"
The crowd answered "yes" in unison and turned away from Guihe hall.
Zhao fan half pulled and half pulled the warm wine to the hall. The lights under the eaves went out, the dark clouds covered the moon, and there were few stars.
Zhang Yueze frowned. His heart was restless, but he didn't say anything after all. He turned and left.
But just a few steps.
"Your Highness! Urgent report!" a soldier rushed here. He ran too fast and fell to the ground, but he didn't care about this for a long time. He shouted, "the king of Dingbei leads his troops back to the dynasty! It's only 300 miles from the imperial capital!"
Warm wine's heart stopped for a moment.
Three hundred miles.
Xie hengguo really came back with his wings.
Zhao fan pulled her hand and gave a violent meal. He stood stiff on the steps for a long time before looking back at the soldier who came to report the news. He squeezed it out of his throat very hard, "what are you talking about?"
The soldier who reported the news was lying on the ground, his face full of fear, "return to your highness, the fourth prince. Xie Heng, king of the north, has led his troops back to Beijing. He has reached 300 miles outside the capital! Please report to the emperor as soon as possible!"
Zhao fan threw away the warm wine, strode to the man and asked coldly, "how can Xie Heng come back so soon when the northern desert border is three thousand miles away? What do the city guards do to eat? Why not report such a big thing?"
The soldier bowed his head and said, "I heard that the king of Dingbei came back to the dynasty. All the cities were open to meet each other, and no one stood in the way. Maybe so, the king of Dingbei came back very quickly..."
Warm wine standing on the steps, the night wind blowing clothes flying, full sleeve cold wind, the heart is warm and difficult to restrain.
Her youth, even if she met a fatuous and helpless emperor, even if none of Zhao's sons could help her up.
But he knows how good he is for the people he protects with his blood.
He didn't get his protection and regard him as a deadly tiger and wolf.
"It's a good one. No one is blocking it!" Zhao fan laughed angrily and asked, "how many people did Xie Heng bring back?"
The soldier was very frightened, and his voice was much lower. "It seems like five or six thousand light cavalry."
Wen Jiu sniffed his words and suddenly took a cold breath.
When Xie Heng brought five or six thousand people, he dared to return to Dijing. Zhang Yueze's zhangjiajun was at least thirty or fifty thousand.
Besides, these five or six thousand people still travel a long way to repair zhangjiajun for a long time
She couldn't help feeling anxious and worried about Xie Heng.
"It's only five or six thousand light cavalry. Does Xie Heng dare to return to Beijing? Oh... He really wants to die!" Zhao fan took a negative hand, looked back at the warm wine, and said with a smile: "since Xie Heng wants to come back to die, no wonder the prince."
Zhang Yueze came forward and said, "the end will ask for orders and lead the soldiers to take Xie Heng."
Zhao fan looked at the blood on his arm and couldn't help saying, "you still have injuries. That's why..."
"A little injury doesn't matter." Zhang Yueze insisted: "the end general has always wanted to fight Xie Heng. If he doesn't go this time, he will die and never have a chance again."
Zhao fan thought for a moment and said in a deep voice, "you take 20000 people, no, 30000! Set out immediately, take Xie Heng's head and come back, and the prince will also be king and Hou for you!"
Zhang Yueze hugged his fist and said, "the end will take command!"
When the sound fell, he turned around, ordered some close soldiers, and immediately left the palace.
"Come on, invite shopkeeper Wen back to the side hall." Zhao fan looked back at Wen wine and said with a smile: "I heard that there are many good wines here. When Yue Ze comes back with Xie Heng's head, my prince will drink 300 cups with you again."
Warm wine whisked away the hands of her two bodyguards and walked to Zhao fan, "I'm afraid you don't have any wine."
With that, she didn't look at Zhao fan and left without looking back.
A group of bodyguards followed her and went back to the side hall. They pushed her into the door and locked the door.
The leader said, "shopkeeper Wen, you'd better be calm. Don't run around. Don't embarrass me."
Warm wine was silent.
There was no lamp in the hall. It was dark. She leaned against the door and was confused.
Suddenly, the dark shadow in the room flashed, and someone swept right in front of her
The curtain weft blew by the cold wind, and the man's sleeve brushed the corners of her eyes. A burst of medicine fragrance mixed with strange fragrance came to her nose in an instant.
Warm wine looked chilly. He took two steps to the side and sat directly on the chair. His eyes looked like ink. "It's been noisy in the middle of the night and I'm tired. You might as well say what you're doing here, brother."
The visitor walked slowly in front of her and lit the palace lamp on the side of Wenjiu as soon as he brushed his sleeve.
Wen Jiu finally saw the face of the visitor. A young man in his twenties can only be said to be pleasing to the eye. He is the kind of appearance that people will forget when they turn around.
Coincidentally, a few days ago, Wen Jiu met such a person when he was in the holy face. At that time, he was mixed with a group of imperial doctors. He was very inconspicuous, but he was the only one who looked back at her.
The candle leaped and swayed, reflecting the man's eyes.
He stopped in front of warm wine, looked into her eyes, smiled and asked, "you always like doing business. How about I do business with you this time?"
"What business?"
Warm wine is nothing but a brain, so I asked it out.
After the sound fell, I quite regretted it.
I shouldn't have answered him so soon.
The man said, "I'll take you away. How about you change your name, leave the past and listen to me?"
"I said you'd better let me go. Can you?"Wen Jiu lowered his head and brushed the fly ash on his sleeves. When he lifted his eyes and looked at Zhao fan, he had pressed down the fear of being high for a long time for seven or eight minutes. His eyes were so quiet."You dare to think about it." Zhao fan sneered, stretched out his hand, pulled her over, leaned over to his ear and whispered, "the prince suddenly remembered that there are still unfinished things with you. He happened to be free tonight and took care of our affairs."Wen Jiu smelled the speech, his face suddenly changed, and clenched his teeth and said, "Zhao fan!"She has never been a thin skinned person. She has never lost any advantage in the battle of words. But when she meets Zhao fan, a unscrupulous, vicious and insidious person, she can't even say a few words of abuse.Zhao fan smiled coldly and dragged her straight into the hall.Wen Jiu stumbled. He knew that Zhou Minghao escaped from Zhao fan with these princes' children tonight. He must be angry and want to count all the accounts on her.I'm afraid she's doomed tonight.Wen Jiu touched her waist with one hand. There was still a piece of broken porcelain hidden there. If Zhao fan really wanted to force her to a desperate situation, there would still be a chance to burn jade and stone.It's just a pity that her Xie Dongfeng is already on her way back to Beijing,However, the difference between three or two days will become a gap between heaven and man forever.She can't bear it.Zhang Yueze could not help but say, "Your Highness...""Yue Ze doesn't have to say much. Go down and bandage the wound first." Zhao fan directly interrupted him and ordered the rest of the guards, "order the whole city to be strictly forbidden. If you see flying lights, shoot them immediately!"The crowd answered "yes" in unison and turned away from Guihe hall.Zhao fan half pulled and half pulled the warm wine to the hall. The lights under the eaves went out, the dark clouds covered the moon, and there were few stars.Zhang Yueze frowned. His heart was restless, but he didn't say anything after all. He turned and left.But just a few steps."Your Highness! Urgent report!" a soldier rushed here. He ran too fast and fell to the ground, but he didn't care about this for a long time. He shouted, "the king of Dingbei leads his troops back to the dynasty! It's only 300 miles from the imperial capital!"Warm wine's heart stopped for a moment.Three hundred miles.Xie hengguo really came back with his wings.Zhao fan pulled her hand and gave a violent meal. He stood stiff on the steps for a long time before looking back at the soldier who came to report the news. He squeezed it out of his throat very hard, "what are you talking about?"The soldier who reported the news was lying on the ground, his face full of fear, "return to your highness, the fourth prince. Xie Heng, king of the north, has led his troops back to Beijing. He has reached 300 miles outside the capital! Please report to the emperor as soon as possible!"Zhao fan threw away the warm wine, strode to the man and asked coldly, "how can Xie Heng come back so soon when the northern desert border is three thousand miles away? What do the city guards do to eat? Why not report such a big thing?"The soldier bowed his head and said, "I heard that the king of Dingbei came back to the dynasty. All the cities were open to meet each other, and no one stood in the way. Maybe so, the king of Dingbei came back very quickly..."Warm wine standing on the steps, the night wind blowing clothes flying, full sleeve cold wind, the heart is warm and difficult to restrain.Her youth, even if she met a fatuous and helpless emperor, even if none of Zhao's sons could help her up.But he knows how good he is for the people he protects with his blood.He didn't get his protection and regard him as a deadly tiger and wolf."It's a good one. No one is blocking it!" Zhao fan laughed angrily and asked, "how many people did Xie Heng bring back?"The soldier was very frightened, and his voice was much lower. "It seems like five or six thousand light cavalry."Wen Jiu sniffed his words and suddenly took a cold breath.When Xie Heng brought five or six thousand people, he dared to return to Dijing. Zhang Yueze's zhangjiajun was at least thirty or fifty thousand.Besides, these five or six thousand people still travel a long way to repair zhangjiajun for a long timeShe couldn't help feeling anxious and worried about Xie Heng."It's only five or six thousand light cavalry. Does Xie Heng dare to return to Beijing? Oh... He really wants to die!" Zhao fan took a negative hand, looked back at the warm wine, and said with a smile: "since Xie Heng wants to come back to die, no wonder the prince."Zhang Yueze came forward and said, "the end will ask for orders and lead the soldiers to take Xie Heng."Zhao fan looked at the blood on his arm and couldn't help saying, "you still have injuries. That's why...""A little injury doesn't matter." Zhang Yueze insisted: "the end general has always wanted to fight Xie Heng. If he doesn't go this time, he will die and never have a chance again."Zhao fan thought for a moment and said in a deep voice, "you take 20000 people, no, 30000! Set out immediately, take Xie Heng's head and come back, and the prince will also be king and Hou for you!"Zhang Yueze hugged his fist and said, "the end will take command!"When the sound fell, he turned around, ordered some close soldiers, and immediately left the palace."Come on, invite shopkeeper Wen back to the side hall." Zhao fan looked back at Wen wine and said with a smile: "I heard that there are many good wines here. When Yue Ze comes back with Xie Heng's head, my prince will drink 300 cups with you again."Warm wine whisked away the hands of her two bodyguards and walked to Zhao fan, "I'm afraid you don't have any wine."With that, she didn't look at Zhao fan and left without looking back.A group of bodyguards followed her and went back to the side hall. They pushed her into the door and locked the door.The leader said, "shopkeeper Wen, you'd better be calm. Don't run around. Don't embarrass me."Warm wine was silent.There was no lamp in the hall. It was dark. She leaned against the door and was confused.Suddenly, the dark shadow in the room flashed, and someone swept right in front of herThe curtain weft blew by the cold wind, and the man's sleeve brushed the corners of her eyes. A burst of medicine fragrance mixed with strange fragrance came to her nose in an instant.Warm wine looked chilly. He took two steps to the side and sat directly on the chair. His eyes looked like ink. "It's been noisy in the middle of the night and I'm tired. You might as well say what you're doing here, brother."The visitor walked slowly in front of her and lit the palace lamp on the side of Wenjiu as soon as he brushed his sleeve.Wen Jiu finally saw the face of the visitor. A young man in his twenties can only be said to be pleasing to the eye. He is the kind of appearance that people will forget when they turn around.Coincidentally, a few days ago, Wen Jiu met such a person when he was in the holy face. At that time, he was mixed with a group of imperial doctors. He was very inconspicuous, but he was the only one who looked back at her.The candle leaped and swayed, reflecting the man's eyes.He stopped in front of warm wine, looked into her eyes, smiled and asked, "you always like doing business. How about I do business with you this time?""What business?"Warm wine is nothing but a brain, so I asked it out.After the sound fell, I quite regretted it.I shouldn't have answered him so soon.The man said, "I'll take you away. How about you change your name, leave the past and listen to me?"
