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All the people in front of the temple were silent.
At this point, everyone knew that Zhao fan wanted to bring down Xie Heng in one fell swoop while the old emperor was seriously ill.
Unfortunately, he underestimated Xie Heng and overestimated these people below.
Who can think of Xie Xiaoyan's 5000 light cavalry? He broke through many city passes and approached the emperor's capital. Now people are coming soon. Zhao fan wants to move out of the old emperor to press Xie Heng. Although the old emperor is still in a coma, there is no other way to suppress Xie Heng's anti bone.
These things were tacitly understood by all the ministers.
But Wenjiu said it clearly, and everyone was very unhappy when they heard it.
Zhao fan's face suddenly sank. He suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled the warm wine over. His voice was cold and said: "my heart? Whatever the prince does, it's for the sake of Dayan and the long-term stability of our Zhao family! And Xie Heng dares to invade the emperor's capital today. No matter what he does, it's hard to hide his wolf ambition! What qualifications do you, a family member of a disorderly subject and thief, have to talk nonsense here?"
"Zhao fan!"
Wen Jiu shouted angrily. As soon as he said Zhao fan's name, he choked the vein on his arm, which was difficult to make a sound.
Seeing this, the ministers quickly echoed: "Your Highness's words are very true. Xie Heng is ambitious and can't escape the blame! Please tell the emperor about the thief!"
One voice, seven or eight people echoed, and Wang Shoufu stirred the muddy water without a word.
Warm wine can't make a voice and can't refute.
Just listen to Zhao fan's orders, "come on, carry the imperial chariot and send the emperor to the city building. All the Qing's will go with you."
"This..."
Wang Shoufu hesitated as soon as he heard this.
Several students on his side also aimed at him one after another.
Everyone knows that Xie Heng is so murderous that he doesn't look up to their literary ministers. If Huizi has a rebellious heart, he's afraid he'll have to find something wrong and cut off these literary ministers who have become heaven's broken sons.
In this season, who dares to go to him.
Zhao fan sent them all to Xie Hengjian at one time today.
"What is this?" Zhao fan looked coolly at Wang Shoufu. "All the ministers are eloquent talents and confidants valued by the father and the emperor. The courtiers have received salaries for so many years. Should they serve the king in times of crisis? Should they thank the emperor for his kindness?"
Just now, the ministers who scolded Xie Heng vigorously immediately: "..."
"If anyone doesn't want to go, just stand up." Zhao fan slowed down his tone, but loosened his warm wine, took out his long sword from the bodyguard's hand and looked at the humanity: "the prince will never embarrass him. At most, he will only send him one step first."
At this step, the people shouted, "go! Go!"
Warm wine looked at these individuals coldly, and his hands under his sleeves tightened involuntarily.
The fingertips are cold against the palm, and the cold wind blows over the clothes.
The moon is far away and people are returning.
The ministers were so frightened by Zhao fan that there was no sound immediately.
The chamberlains carried the well-dressed old emperor to the imperial chariot. He was still in a coma, his face was yellow, and there was no blood on his lips, just like the lamp was about to run out of oil.
Zhao fan glanced back at the old emperor and told the Deputy General Li Xu, "General Li, you take someone to escort the emperor and his ministers to the city gate."
"Yes, my subordinates!"
Li Xu saluted with a sword, then waved his hand and motioned the guards to "escort" the crowd.
Wang Shoufu followed the Royal chariot with a crowd of people who had a hard head and put their hands in their sleeves. The timid ones had turned white and trembled all over. Those who had seen great storms like Wang Yichang could only drag their heavy steps out of the palace at present.
in the twinkling of an eye.
The people in front of the temple are almost scattered.
Only Zhao fan and Wen Jiu stand opposite each other.
The Chamberlain of the Longyin hall and the palace people retreated far away, and no one dared to come near.
Zhao fan also held a long sword in his hand. His eyes looked at the warm wine with deep color. His eyes were full of hatred, jealousy, cold and complex.
Wen Jiu had no doubt that he would cut her as soon as he raised his hand.
Therefore, when the silver shining sword blade falls towards the warm wine with the cold wind.
She didn't even blink.
Not because Wenjiu is brave enough to face death without fear.
However, the more afraid of death, the slower the reaction when they know that they may die.
Warm wine this slow, the heart turned upside down, but there was no expression on his face.
The sword blade stopped when it was an inch away from the center of her eyebrows.
Zhao fan sneered: "the more you are not afraid of death, the more the prince will let you live and let you see how Xie Heng died!"
He said, "the prince will make your life worse than death."
The warm wine didn't slow down at once. It was still such an expressionless face.
Zhao fan looked at her. Somehow, he suddenly saw Xie Yu's shadow on her. He was so angry that he threw his sword heavily on the ground and took her out of the Longyin hall.
"Your Highness! Your highness!"
Seeing this, the palace attendants and guards hurried to catch up.
Warm wine was dragged stumbled by him. It was only after walking a long way that it barely slowed down.
The four princes have obviously become moody since they came out of the seven Jue tower.
He dragged her and carried her. He tried to kill her several times and held it back.
It may also be that Zhao fan had been pretending to be a big tail Wolf for too long, and there was too much resentment in his heart. It was not easy to wait until now when King Rui died and the crown prince disappeared. The old emperor was seriously ill and couldn't take care of him. When I want to install it, I will install it with you for a while. If I don't want to install it, I will show my fierce state.
Wang Shoufu and those who took advantage of the chaos to stand on Zhao fan's side are afraid that their intestines will be green at this time.
What is the injustice of the previous life and the robbery of this life when you meet the fourth prince!
Deeper, dew heavy, night thick.
The palace wall is silent, and the cold wind startles dreams.
Zhao fan hurried all the way with warm wine. The strong wind blew against her, so that she couldn't open her eyes until she stopped on her side
The palace attendants who trotted after them also caught up, and they were panting heavily.
The dizzy warm wine looked up and saw the gauze curtain fluttering in the wind on the high platform, and the words "moon platform" were clearly written on the plaque.
Warm wine instantly changes the complexion, and the heart is as cold as snow.
In her previous life, she fell from here.
The same place, also because of Zhao fan, is also such a deep night.
The hand under the warm wine sleeve trembled uncontrollably.
Even if she tells herself again and again, Xie Dongfeng will be back soon!
This is a completely different freshman. She will never be abandoned and die like her previous life.
But she still couldn't control her trembling hand.
Zhao fan felt her change very clearly and suddenly smiled, "why, when he thought that Xie Heng was going to die in front of you, he was afraid to become like this?"
Wen Jiu bit his teeth and didn't make a sound.
She knew very well that even if she scolded Zhao fan as a dog, her voice would tremble.
Zhao fan loosened Wen Jiu's hand, then clamped her jaw, forced her to look up and looked at him, "the emperor suddenly looks forward to it. When you see Xie Heng's bad death, you cry. Wen Jiu, you must not make the prince feel boring, ha ha ha!"
Zhao fan raised his head and laughed and ordered the waiter behind him: "you guys please invite shopkeeper Wen to the moon platform."
"Don't bother!" Wen Jiu rubbed his swollen wrist and said calmly as much as possible: "I'll go myself."
She didn't take another look at Zhao fan and went straight up the steps.
Several waiters hurriedly followed.
Zhao fan looked at Wen Jiu's back and narrowed his eyes slightly.
A moment later, he suddenly thought of something like, "the moon is full tonight. My mother imperial concubine likes it best. Go and bring all the bitches in the harem who once annoyed my mother imperial concubine! Tonight, the prince wants them to make a good... Atonement for their mistakes."
Zhao fan's last sentence was so cold that the people in the inner palace around him shivered. He didn't dare to ask more, so he hurried to do it.
The guards patrolling in the palace were still coming and going, and the lamps under the eaves were swayed by the strong wind.
The moon moves slightly, and the scattered stars disappear indefinitely.
At the east gate of Dijing, all the guards and generals had a heart and dared to blink their eyes for fear that Xie Xiaoyan would kill them in the next moment.
When the old emperor's chariot came to the city tower, everyone saluted and paid homage. I haven't heard the old emperor speak for a long time.
In the cold night, more and more silence.
After a long time, I heard the father-in-law beside the Royal chariot coughed and said in a sharp voice, "the emperor is not well. Let us tell you, please get up."
The people got up one after another. The ministers behind Wang Shoufu looked at father-in-law Qian and whispered that the old emperor hadn't woke up. It was time for the eunuch surnamed Qian to say such words.
Then he saw Wang Shoufu standing in front of him and saying nothing. The people were quiet again.
For a moment, only father-in-law Qian was encouraging his morale. "The emperor and the fourth prince said that whoever can get the head of the rebellious Minister Xie Heng today will be granted a marquis! The glory of this life can be inherited and replaced!"
In that case, I said it for a while.
The soldiers guarding the city at the bottom were quiet. Father Qian said nothing. He couldn't help but stop and cough a few times before he continued: "kill the rebellious minister, everyone deserves credit..."
As soon as these words began, the roaring wind came with the sound of horses' hoofs.
The soldiers on the lookout platform shouted, "thank you, thank you. Little Yama has returned to Beijing!"
The sound was still swirling in mid air.
The young man in red came with thousands of troops and horses. In an instant, he came to the gate.
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All the people in front of the temple were silent.
At this point, everyone knew that Zhao fan wanted to bring down Xie Heng in one fell swoop while the old emperor was seriously ill.
Unfortunately, he underestimated Xie Heng and overestimated these people below.
Who can think of Xie Xiaoyan's 5000 light cavalry? He broke through many city passes and approached the emperor's capital. Now people are coming soon. Zhao fan wants to move out of the old emperor to press Xie Heng. Although the old emperor is still in a coma, there is no other way to suppress Xie Heng's anti bone.
These things were tacitly understood by all the ministers.
But Wenjiu said it clearly, and everyone was very unhappy when they heard it.
Zhao fan's face suddenly sank. He suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled the warm wine over. His voice was cold and said: "my heart? Whatever the prince does, it's for the sake of Dayan and the long-term stability of our Zhao family! And Xie Heng dares to invade the emperor's capital today. No matter what he does, it's hard to hide his wolf ambition! What qualifications do you, a family member of a disorderly subject and thief, have to talk nonsense here?"
"Zhao fan!"
Wen Jiu shouted angrily. As soon as he said Zhao fan's name, he choked the vein on his arm, which was difficult to make a sound.
Seeing this, the ministers quickly echoed: "Your Highness's words are very true. Xie Heng is ambitious and can't escape the blame! Please tell the emperor about the thief!"
One voice, seven or eight people echoed, and Wang Shoufu stirred the muddy water without a word.
Warm wine can't make a voice and can't refute.
Just listen to Zhao fan's orders, "come on, carry the imperial chariot and send the emperor to the city building. All the Qing's will go with you."
"This..."
Wang Shoufu hesitated as soon as he heard this.
Several students on his side also aimed at him one after another.
Everyone knows that Xie Heng is so murderous that he doesn't look up to their literary ministers. If Huizi has a rebellious heart, he's afraid he'll have to find something wrong and cut off these literary ministers who have become heaven's broken sons.
In this season, who dares to go to him.
Zhao fan sent them all to Xie Hengjian at one time today.
"What is this?" Zhao fan looked coolly at Wang Shoufu. "All the ministers are eloquent talents and confidants valued by the father and the emperor. The courtiers have received salaries for so many years. Should they serve the king in times of crisis? Should they thank the emperor for his kindness?"
Just now, the ministers who scolded Xie Heng vigorously immediately: "..."
"If anyone doesn't want to go, just stand up." Zhao fan slowed down his tone, but loosened his warm wine, took out his long sword from the bodyguard's hand and looked at the humanity: "the prince will never embarrass him. At most, he will only send him one step first."
At this step, the people shouted, "go! Go!"
Warm wine looked at these individuals coldly, and his hands under his sleeves tightened involuntarily.
The fingertips are cold against the palm, and the cold wind blows over the clothes.
The moon is far away and people are returning.
The ministers were so frightened by Zhao fan that there was no sound immediately.
The chamberlains carried the well-dressed old emperor to the imperial chariot. He was still in a coma, his face was yellow, and there was no blood on his lips, just like the lamp was about to run out of oil.
Zhao fan glanced back at the old emperor and told the Deputy General Li Xu, "General Li, you take someone to escort the emperor and his ministers to the city gate."
"Yes, my subordinates!"
Li Xu saluted with a sword, then waved his hand and motioned the guards to "escort" the crowd.
Wang Shoufu followed the Royal chariot with a crowd of people who had a hard head and put their hands in their sleeves. The timid ones had turned white and trembled all over. Those who had seen great storms like Wang Yichang could only drag their heavy steps out of the palace at present.
in the twinkling of an eye.
The people in front of the temple are almost scattered.
Only Zhao fan and Wen Jiu stand opposite each other.
The Chamberlain of the Longyin hall and the palace people retreated far away, and no one dared to come near.
Zhao fan also held a long sword in his hand. His eyes looked at the warm wine with deep color. His eyes were full of hatred, jealousy, cold and complex.
Wen Jiu had no doubt that he would cut her as soon as he raised his hand.
Therefore, when the silver shining sword blade falls towards the warm wine with the cold wind.
She didn't even blink.
Not because Wenjiu is brave enough to face death without fear.
However, the more afraid of death, the slower the reaction when they know that they may die.
Warm wine this slow, the heart turned upside down, but there was no expression on his face.
The sword blade stopped when it was an inch away from the center of her eyebrows.
Zhao fan sneered: "the more you are not afraid of death, the more the prince will let you live and let you see how Xie Heng died!"
He said, "the prince will make your life worse than death."
The warm wine didn't slow down at once. It was still such an expressionless face.
Zhao fan looked at her. Somehow, he suddenly saw Xie Yu's shadow on her. He was so angry that he threw his sword heavily on the ground and took her out of the Longyin hall.
"Your Highness! Your highness!"
Seeing this, the palace attendants and guards hurried to catch up.
Warm wine was dragged stumbled by him. It was only after walking a long way that it barely slowed down.
The four princes have obviously become moody since they came out of the seven Jue tower.
He dragged her and carried her. He tried to kill her several times and held it back.
It may also be that Zhao fan had been pretending to be a big tail Wolf for too long, and there was too much resentment in his heart. It was not easy to wait until now when King Rui died and the crown prince disappeared. The old emperor was seriously ill and couldn't take care of him. When I want to install it, I will install it with you for a while. If I don't want to install it, I will show my fierce state.
Wang Shoufu and those who took advantage of the chaos to stand on Zhao fan's side are afraid that their intestines will be green at this time.
What is the injustice of the previous life and the robbery of this life when you meet the fourth prince!
Deeper, dew heavy, night thick.
The palace wall is silent, and the cold wind startles dreams.
Zhao fan hurried all the way with warm wine. The strong wind blew against her, so that she couldn't open her eyes until she stopped on her side
The palace attendants who trotted after them also caught up, and they were panting heavily.
The dizzy warm wine looked up and saw the gauze curtain fluttering in the wind on the high platform, and the words "moon platform" were clearly written on the plaque.
Warm wine instantly changes the complexion, and the heart is as cold as snow.
In her previous life, she fell from here.
The same place, also because of Zhao fan, is also such a deep night.
The hand under the warm wine sleeve trembled uncontrollably.
Even if she tells herself again and again, Xie Dongfeng will be back soon!
This is a completely different freshman. She will never be abandoned and die like her previous life.
But she still couldn't control her trembling hand.
Zhao fan felt her change very clearly and suddenly smiled, "why, when he thought that Xie Heng was going to die in front of you, he was afraid to become like this?"
Wen Jiu bit his teeth and didn't make a sound.
She knew very well that even if she scolded Zhao fan as a dog, her voice would tremble.
Zhao fan loosened Wen Jiu's hand, then clamped her jaw, forced her to look up and looked at him, "the emperor suddenly looks forward to it. When you see Xie Heng's bad death, you cry. Wen Jiu, you must not make the prince feel boring, ha ha ha!"
Zhao fan raised his head and laughed and ordered the waiter behind him: "you guys please invite shopkeeper Wen to the moon platform."
"Don't bother!" Wen Jiu rubbed his swollen wrist and said calmly as much as possible: "I'll go myself."
She didn't take another look at Zhao fan and went straight up the steps.
Several waiters hurriedly followed.
Zhao fan looked at Wen Jiu's back and narrowed his eyes slightly.
A moment later, he suddenly thought of something like, "the moon is full tonight. My mother imperial concubine likes it best. Go and bring all the bitches in the harem who once annoyed my mother imperial concubine! Tonight, the prince wants them to make a good... Atonement for their mistakes."
Zhao fan's last sentence was so cold that the people in the inner palace around him shivered. He didn't dare to ask more, so he hurried to do it.
The guards patrolling in the palace were still coming and going, and the lamps under the eaves were swayed by the strong wind.
The moon moves slightly, and the scattered stars disappear indefinitely.
At the east gate of Dijing, all the guards and generals had a heart and dared to blink their eyes for fear that Xie Xiaoyan would kill them in the next moment.
When the old emperor's chariot came to the city tower, everyone saluted and paid homage. I haven't heard the old emperor speak for a long time.
In the cold night, more and more silence.
After a long time, I heard the father-in-law beside the Royal chariot coughed and said in a sharp voice, "the emperor is not well. Let us tell you, please get up."
The people got up one after another. The ministers behind Wang Shoufu looked at father-in-law Qian and whispered that the old emperor hadn't woke up. It was time for the eunuch surnamed Qian to say such words.
Then he saw Wang Shoufu standing in front of him and saying nothing. The people were quiet again.
For a moment, only father-in-law Qian was encouraging his morale. "The emperor and the fourth prince said that whoever can get the head of the rebellious Minister Xie Heng today will be granted a marquis! The glory of this life can be inherited and replaced!"
In that case, I said it for a while.
The soldiers guarding the city at the bottom were quiet. Father Qian said nothing. He couldn't help but stop and cough a few times before he continued: "kill the rebellious minister, everyone deserves credit..."
As soon as these words began, the roaring wind came with the sound of horses' hoofs.
The soldiers on the lookout platform shouted, "thank you, thank you. Little Yama has returned to Beijing!"
The sound was still swirling in mid air.
The young man in red came with thousands of troops and horses. In an instant, he came to the gate.
All the people in front of the temple were silent.At this point, everyone knew that Zhao fan wanted to bring down Xie Heng in one fell swoop while the old emperor was seriously ill.Unfortunately, he underestimated Xie Heng and overestimated these people below.Who can think of Xie Xiaoyan's 5000 light cavalry? He broke through many city passes and approached the emperor's capital. Now people are coming soon. Zhao fan wants to move out of the old emperor to press Xie Heng. Although the old emperor is still in a coma, there is no other way to suppress Xie Heng's anti bone.These things were tacitly understood by all the ministers.But Wenjiu said it clearly, and everyone was very unhappy when they heard it.Zhao fan's face suddenly sank. He suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled the warm wine over. His voice was cold and said: "my heart? Whatever the prince does, it's for the sake of Dayan and the long-term stability of our Zhao family! And Xie Heng dares to invade the emperor's capital today. No matter what he does, it's hard to hide his wolf ambition! What qualifications do you, a family member of a disorderly subject and thief, have to talk nonsense here?""Zhao fan!"Wen Jiu shouted angrily. As soon as he said Zhao fan's name, he choked the vein on his arm, which was difficult to make a sound.Seeing this, the ministers quickly echoed: "Your Highness's words are very true. Xie Heng is ambitious and can't escape the blame! Please tell the emperor about the thief!"One voice, seven or eight people echoed, and Wang Shoufu stirred the muddy water without a word.Warm wine can't make a voice and can't refute.Just listen to Zhao fan's orders, "come on, carry the imperial chariot and send the emperor to the city building. All the Qing's will go with you.""This..."Wang Shoufu hesitated as soon as he heard this.Several students on his side also aimed at him one after another.Everyone knows that Xie Heng is so murderous that he doesn't look up to their literary ministers. If Huizi has a rebellious heart, he's afraid he'll have to find something wrong and cut off these literary ministers who have become heaven's broken sons.In this season, who dares to go to him.Zhao fan sent them all to Xie Hengjian at one time today."What is this?" Zhao fan looked coolly at Wang Shoufu. "All the ministers are eloquent talents and confidants valued by the father and the emperor. The courtiers have received salaries for so many years. Should they serve the king in times of crisis? Should they thank the emperor for his kindness?"Just now, the ministers who scolded Xie Heng vigorously immediately: "...""If anyone doesn't want to go, just stand up." Zhao fan slowed down his tone, but loosened his warm wine, took out his long sword from the bodyguard's hand and looked at the humanity: "the prince will never embarrass him. At most, he will only send him one step first."At this step, the people shouted, "go! Go!"Warm wine looked at these individuals coldly, and his hands under his sleeves tightened involuntarily.The fingertips are cold against the palm, and the cold wind blows over the clothes.The moon is far away and people are returning.The ministers were so frightened by Zhao fan that there was no sound immediately.The chamberlains carried the well-dressed old emperor to the imperial chariot. He was still in a coma, his face was yellow, and there was no blood on his lips, just like the lamp was about to run out of oil.Zhao fan glanced back at the old emperor and told the Deputy General Li Xu, "General Li, you take someone to escort the emperor and his ministers to the city gate.""Yes, my subordinates!"Li Xu saluted with a sword, then waved his hand and motioned the guards to "escort" the crowd.Wang Shoufu followed the Royal chariot with a crowd of people who had a hard head and put their hands in their sleeves. The timid ones had turned white and trembled all over. Those who had seen great storms like Wang Yichang could only drag their heavy steps out of the palace at present.in the twinkling of an eye.The people in front of the temple are almost scattered.Only Zhao fan and Wen Jiu stand opposite each other.The Chamberlain of the Longyin hall and the palace people retreated far away, and no one dared to come near.Zhao fan also held a long sword in his hand. His eyes looked at the warm wine with deep color. His eyes were full of hatred, jealousy, cold and complex.Wen Jiu had no doubt that he would cut her as soon as he raised his hand.Therefore, when the silver shining sword blade falls towards the warm wine with the cold wind.She didn't even blink.Not because Wenjiu is brave enough to face death without fear.However, the more afraid of death, the slower the reaction when they know that they may die.Warm wine this slow, the heart turned upside down, but there was no expression on his face.The sword blade stopped when it was an inch away from the center of her eyebrows.Zhao fan sneered: "the more you are not afraid of death, the more the prince will let you live and let you see how Xie Heng died!"He said, "the prince will make your life worse than death."The warm wine didn't slow down at once. It was still such an expressionless face.Zhao fan looked at her. Somehow, he suddenly saw Xie Yu's shadow on her. He was so angry that he threw his sword heavily on the ground and took her out of the Longyin hall."Your Highness! Your highness!"Seeing this, the palace attendants and guards hurried to catch up.Warm wine was dragged stumbled by him. It was only after walking a long way that it barely slowed down.The four princes have obviously become moody since they came out of the seven Jue tower.He dragged her and carried her. He tried to kill her several times and held it back.It may also be that Zhao fan had been pretending to be a big tail Wolf for too long, and there was too much resentment in his heart. It was not easy to wait until now when King Rui died and the crown prince disappeared. The old emperor was seriously ill and couldn't take care of him. When I want to install it, I will install it with you for a while. If I don't want to install it, I will show my fierce state.Wang Shoufu and those who took advantage of the chaos to stand on Zhao fan's side are afraid that their intestines will be green at this time.What is the injustice of the previous life and the robbery of this life when you meet the fourth prince!Deeper, dew heavy, night thick.The palace wall is silent, and the cold wind startles dreams.Zhao fan hurried all the way with warm wine. The strong wind blew against her, so that she couldn't open her eyes until she stopped on her sideThe palace attendants who trotted after them also caught up, and they were panting heavily.The dizzy warm wine looked up and saw the gauze curtain fluttering in the wind on the high platform, and the words "moon platform" were clearly written on the plaque.Warm wine instantly changes the complexion, and the heart is as cold as snow.In her previous life, she fell from here.The same place, also because of Zhao fan, is also such a deep night.The hand under the warm wine sleeve trembled uncontrollably.Even if she tells herself again and again, Xie Dongfeng will be back soon!This is a completely different freshman. She will never be abandoned and die like her previous life.But she still couldn't control her trembling hand.Zhao fan felt her change very clearly and suddenly smiled, "why, when he thought that Xie Heng was going to die in front of you, he was afraid to become like this?"Wen Jiu bit his teeth and didn't make a sound.She knew very well that even if she scolded Zhao fan as a dog, her voice would tremble.Zhao fan loosened Wen Jiu's hand, then clamped her jaw, forced her to look up and looked at him, "the emperor suddenly looks forward to it. When you see Xie Heng's bad death, you cry. Wen Jiu, you must not make the prince feel boring, ha ha ha!"Zhao fan raised his head and laughed and ordered the waiter behind him: "you guys please invite shopkeeper Wen to the moon platform.""Don't bother!" Wen Jiu rubbed his swollen wrist and said calmly as much as possible: "I'll go myself."She didn't take another look at Zhao fan and went straight up the steps.Several waiters hurriedly followed.Zhao fan looked at Wen Jiu's back and narrowed his eyes slightly.A moment later, he suddenly thought of something like, "the moon is full tonight. My mother imperial concubine likes it best. Go and bring all the bitches in the harem who once annoyed my mother imperial concubine! Tonight, the prince wants them to make a good... Atonement for their mistakes."Zhao fan's last sentence was so cold that the people in the inner palace around him shivered. He didn't dare to ask more, so he hurried to do it.The guards patrolling in the palace were still coming and going, and the lamps under the eaves were swayed by the strong wind.The moon moves slightly, and the scattered stars disappear indefinitely.At the east gate of Dijing, all the guards and generals had a heart and dared to blink their eyes for fear that Xie Xiaoyan would kill them in the next moment.When the old emperor's chariot came to the city tower, everyone saluted and paid homage. I haven't heard the old emperor speak for a long time.In the cold night, more and more silence.After a long time, I heard the father-in-law beside the Royal chariot coughed and said in a sharp voice, "the emperor is not well. Let us tell you, please get up."The people got up one after another. The ministers behind Wang Shoufu looked at father-in-law Qian and whispered that the old emperor hadn't woke up. It was time for the eunuch surnamed Qian to say such words.Then he saw Wang Shoufu standing in front of him and saying nothing. The people were quiet again.For a moment, only father-in-law Qian was encouraging his morale. "The emperor and the fourth prince said that whoever can get the head of the rebellious Minister Xie Heng today will be granted a marquis! The glory of this life can be inherited and replaced!"In that case, I said it for a while.The soldiers guarding the city at the bottom were quiet. Father Qian said nothing. He couldn't help but stop and cough a few times before he continued: "kill the rebellious minister, everyone deserves credit..."As soon as these words began, the roaring wind came with the sound of horses' hoofs.The soldiers on the lookout platform shouted, "thank you, thank you. Little Yama has returned to Beijing!"The sound was still swirling in mid air.The young man in red came with thousands of troops and horses. In an instant, he came to the gate.
