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Lean less.
The gate was wide open and everyone was silent. The guards retreated to both sides very consciously.
The young man in red is flying in the wind.
Five thousand light riders followed, and the hoofs raised countless dust.
Wang Shoufu looked worried. Behind him, a group of princes and ministers whispered, "Xie Heng entered the city and couldn't figure out how to pinch with the fourth prince. Why hasn't the emperor woke up?"
"What should I do?" they overlapped and scattered into the cold wind, especially miserable.
The old Duke of the county stood by the Royal chariot, glanced at them and said leisurely: "how this matter is to be settled depends on the skills of your adults. I'm old and have no skills. I want to die a few people less. I can't control others."
The people comforted and thanked the old Duke for his help.
Xu Hongwu stopped again and again, turned and looked in the direction of the palace, and couldn't help sighing melancholy.
Wang Yichang murmured, "the fourth Prince has done such a thing. I'm afraid it's going to be broken this time. I don't know where the prince is now..."
Xu Hongwu glanced at him, but said, "I don't know when the emperor will wake up this time?"
Hearing the speech, the people looked at the unconscious old emperor on the imperial chariot.
The lights on the tower diluted the night, but the sky was still filled with dark clouds and the stars were dim.
The situation is very bad.
This omen is also extremely bad.
……
Palace, moon platform.
Wen Jiu and Zhao fan stood opposite each other, and a group of internal palace attendants followed around. Dozens of concubines of the rear palace were forcibly taken to the high platform.
At the beginning, some people scolded Zhao fan for his treachery. After being killed by Zhao fan for two, they all became frightened birds in an instant. They were so scared that they only knew how to cry.
"When the rebellious officials make trouble, you empresses don't want to keep the festival for the king. Instead, each of you wants to take a soft flight. It's not too much for the prince to clean up the door for his father and kill you." Zhao fan holds a cup in one hand, shakes it gently and says in a deep voice: "so, you'd better give the prince some peace."
As soon as these words came out, the concubines dared not even cry. They could only shrink into a pile and sob in a small voice.
Wen Jiu couldn't help frowning when he heard the speech, and his head hurt more and more.
She didn't like the palace very much. Kings have changed from generation to generation. Every time, countless people died in the palace. Looking at the beautiful and prosperous place, she didn't know how many people's blood had been shed.
And this place is the last place warm wine wants to come in his life.
But Zhao fan had to take her to this ghost place and let her watch him lie with her eyes open. He took the opportunity to kill these concubines and avenge Wu Zhaoyi.
Although none of the women in the harem have clean hands, it's really unfair to be tossed to death by Zhao fan.
Warm wine can't help it. I'm just about to speak.
"Report!" a soldier rushed and said in a startled voice: "tell your Highness the fourth prince that the city gate has been opened, and the king of Dingbei has brought people to the palace!"
Everyone on the platform suddenly calmed down at this moment.
Zhao fan was stunned for a moment, then reached out and grabbed the collar of the soldier who knelt on the ground to report the news, and asked in a deep voice, "what did you say?"
The soldier's voice trembled, "someone opened the city gate and decided to enter the palace soon..."
Zhao fan asked angrily, "where's the emperor? Where's Wang Shoufu? Those ministers are watching on the city tower? There are so many people that none of them dare to stop Xie Heng!"
The soldier was about to answer, but Zhao fan had no patience to listen. He directly pushed the man down the steps and shouted angrily, "get out!"
The soldier who reported the news cried out in pain and fell to the high platform. He was so bloody that he didn't know why he died.
The palace attendants on the moon platform were so frightened that they fell to their knees, and all the empresses fell down.
The night will disperse, but the cold wind is more and more rampant sweeping the whole imperial capital.
The gauze on the moon platform was blown flying, and the lights were dazzled. Only Wenjiu was still standing in place.
She looked at Zhao fan, who looked like a madman, and then her eyes moved slightly. Through the hazy moonlight, she looked at the messy shadows of trees in the distance, the flying leaves, and her teenager who returned in the wind.
In fact, Zhao fan knows better than anyone that when things come to this step, no one can stop Xie Heng.
There were many ministers in the court who were at the helm of the wind. Those who really dared to stand up at the time of crisis had been killed by the old emperor and exiled.
It's funny that Zhao Yi killed those people in order to keep this seat. Now he finds that there are no people willing to stand up and protect his Zhao family at a critical time.
The evil consequences planted 20 years ago have not fully appeared in front of people until today.
Zhao fan's whole body trembled with anger. He barely stood firm with one hand on the railing. He didn't speak for a while.
Luo Fang, who led the troops to patrol below, hurried to the moon platform, walked quickly to Zhao fan and advised: "Xie Heng is about to enter the palace. He has had a grudge with his Highness for a long time. He will not give up this time. His subordinates will take people to the palace gate for a moment and a half. Please leave here quickly! It's not too late to kill Xie Heng when the time is found in the future!"
Warm wine heart:
I'm not very good at talking when I'm a military general.
This word by word, although it is all for Zhao fan's good, every word is stabbing Zhao fan's heart.
A prince with a humble birth mother was born as an immediate death by the crown prince. He was pressed by King Rui. He was unlucky. He met a gang of assassins from the Xie family and was taken into the seven Jue tower to think about it for more than a year.
It was not easy to come out. When the old emperor was about to run out of oil and the lamp was dry, he saw that the luck was going to change. However, he was killed because he wanted to kill the minister with a different surname. No one could compete with Xie Heng and fell to the point where he had to pack up and escape.
It's shameless. The people around me still say it.
If she is Zhao fan, I'm afraid she will faint on the spot.
indeed.
At the next moment, Zhao fan was so angry that he couldn't stand steadily. As soon as his hand loosened the railing, the whole man leaned back.
Luo Fang quickly reached out his hand to hold Zhao fan, and said anxiously, "Your Highness, if you keep the green mountain, you are not afraid of no firewood! At present, protecting your life is the most important!"
Zhao fan bit his teeth, pushed him away and said in a deep voice, "the prince knows what to do now!"
Luo Fang, who was pushed inexplicably, couldn't think much, "but..."
"You take people to stop Xie Heng at the palace gate, pretend to fight twice and then withdraw, and send someone to lead them to the moon platform..." Zhao fan directly interrupted him, thought for a while, and said, "you don't have to come back. Go wherever you want to go, and you don't have to come back."
Luo Fang was a little stubborn and had to ask Zhao fan why, "Your Highness, it's still time to go now. I'll take your highness with me! We can go..."
"Go quickly!" Zhao fan couldn't bear it. He completely tore off the mask of being kind to others and almost roared, "the prince will do whatever he asks you to do!"
Luo Fang bowed his head and said "yes."
Three steps back.
When he got under the moon platform, he looked up for a long time. Then he took a group of bodyguards to the gate of the palace.
Warm wine stood between the flying gauze and suddenly felt something wrong.
At this time, Zhao fan didn't want to escape, nor did he plan to take someone to drink Xie Heng to fight to the death, and let Luo Fang, who didn't look very smart, go wherever he wanted.
Why is it so like
There's another hand.
A very ominous premonition rose from the bottom of her heart. The night wind blew on her and the cold seeped into her bones.
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Lean less.
The gate was wide open and everyone was silent. The guards retreated to both sides very consciously.
The young man in red is flying in the wind.
Five thousand light riders followed, and the hoofs raised countless dust.
Wang Shoufu looked worried. Behind him, a group of princes and ministers whispered, "Xie Heng entered the city and couldn't figure out how to pinch with the fourth prince. Why hasn't the emperor woke up?"
"What should I do?" they overlapped and scattered into the cold wind, especially miserable.
The old Duke of the county stood by the Royal chariot, glanced at them and said leisurely: "how this matter is to be settled depends on the skills of your adults. I'm old and have no skills. I want to die a few people less. I can't control others."
The people comforted and thanked the old Duke for his help.
Xu Hongwu stopped again and again, turned and looked in the direction of the palace, and couldn't help sighing melancholy.
Wang Yichang murmured, "the fourth Prince has done such a thing. I'm afraid it's going to be broken this time. I don't know where the prince is now..."
Xu Hongwu glanced at him, but said, "I don't know when the emperor will wake up this time?"
Hearing the speech, the people looked at the unconscious old emperor on the imperial chariot.
The lights on the tower diluted the night, but the sky was still filled with dark clouds and the stars were dim.
The situation is very bad.
This omen is also extremely bad.
……
Palace, moon platform.
Wen Jiu and Zhao fan stood opposite each other, and a group of internal palace attendants followed around. Dozens of concubines of the rear palace were forcibly taken to the high platform.
At the beginning, some people scolded Zhao fan for his treachery. After being killed by Zhao fan for two, they all became frightened birds in an instant. They were so scared that they only knew how to cry.
"When the rebellious officials make trouble, you empresses don't want to keep the festival for the king. Instead, each of you wants to take a soft flight. It's not too much for the prince to clean up the door for his father and kill you." Zhao fan holds a cup in one hand, shakes it gently and says in a deep voice: "so, you'd better give the prince some peace."
As soon as these words came out, the concubines dared not even cry. They could only shrink into a pile and sob in a small voice.
Wen Jiu couldn't help frowning when he heard the speech, and his head hurt more and more.
She didn't like the palace very much. Kings have changed from generation to generation. Every time, countless people died in the palace. Looking at the beautiful and prosperous place, she didn't know how many people's blood had been shed.
And this place is the last place warm wine wants to come in his life.
But Zhao fan had to take her to this ghost place and let her watch him lie with her eyes open. He took the opportunity to kill these concubines and avenge Wu Zhaoyi.
Although none of the women in the harem have clean hands, it's really unfair to be tossed to death by Zhao fan.
Warm wine can't help it. I'm just about to speak.
"Report!" a soldier rushed and said in a startled voice: "tell your Highness the fourth prince that the city gate has been opened, and the king of Dingbei has brought people to the palace!"
Everyone on the platform suddenly calmed down at this moment.
Zhao fan was stunned for a moment, then reached out and grabbed the collar of the soldier who knelt on the ground to report the news, and asked in a deep voice, "what did you say?"
The soldier's voice trembled, "someone opened the city gate and decided to enter the palace soon..."
Zhao fan asked angrily, "where's the emperor? Where's Wang Shoufu? Those ministers are watching on the city tower? There are so many people that none of them dare to stop Xie Heng!"
The soldier was about to answer, but Zhao fan had no patience to listen. He directly pushed the man down the steps and shouted angrily, "get out!"
The soldier who reported the news cried out in pain and fell to the high platform. He was so bloody that he didn't know why he died.
The palace attendants on the moon platform were so frightened that they fell to their knees, and all the empresses fell down.
The night will disperse, but the cold wind is more and more rampant sweeping the whole imperial capital.
The gauze on the moon platform was blown flying, and the lights were dazzled. Only Wenjiu was still standing in place.
She looked at Zhao fan, who looked like a madman, and then her eyes moved slightly. Through the hazy moonlight, she looked at the messy shadows of trees in the distance, the flying leaves, and her teenager who returned in the wind.
In fact, Zhao fan knows better than anyone that when things come to this step, no one can stop Xie Heng.
There were many ministers in the court who were at the helm of the wind. Those who really dared to stand up at the time of crisis had been killed by the old emperor and exiled.
It's funny that Zhao Yi killed those people in order to keep this seat. Now he finds that there are no people willing to stand up and protect his Zhao family at a critical time.
The evil consequences planted 20 years ago have not fully appeared in front of people until today.
Zhao fan's whole body trembled with anger. He barely stood firm with one hand on the railing. He didn't speak for a while.
Luo Fang, who led the troops to patrol below, hurried to the moon platform, walked quickly to Zhao fan and advised: "Xie Heng is about to enter the palace. He has had a grudge with his Highness for a long time. He will not give up this time. His subordinates will take people to the palace gate for a moment and a half. Please leave here quickly! It's not too late to kill Xie Heng when the time is found in the future!"
Warm wine heart:
I'm not very good at talking when I'm a military general.
This word by word, although it is all for Zhao fan's good, every word is stabbing Zhao fan's heart.
A prince with a humble birth mother was born as an immediate death by the crown prince. He was pressed by King Rui. He was unlucky. He met a gang of assassins from the Xie family and was taken into the seven Jue tower to think about it for more than a year.
It was not easy to come out. When the old emperor was about to run out of oil and the lamp was dry, he saw that the luck was going to change. However, he was killed because he wanted to kill the minister with a different surname. No one could compete with Xie Heng and fell to the point where he had to pack up and escape.
It's shameless. The people around me still say it.
If she is Zhao fan, I'm afraid she will faint on the spot.
indeed.
At the next moment, Zhao fan was so angry that he couldn't stand steadily. As soon as his hand loosened the railing, the whole man leaned back.
Luo Fang quickly reached out his hand to hold Zhao fan, and said anxiously, "Your Highness, if you keep the green mountain, you are not afraid of no firewood! At present, protecting your life is the most important!"
Zhao fan bit his teeth, pushed him away and said in a deep voice, "the prince knows what to do now!"
Luo Fang, who was pushed inexplicably, couldn't think much, "but..."
"You take people to stop Xie Heng at the palace gate, pretend to fight twice and then withdraw, and send someone to lead them to the moon platform..." Zhao fan directly interrupted him, thought for a while, and said, "you don't have to come back. Go wherever you want to go, and you don't have to come back."
Luo Fang was a little stubborn and had to ask Zhao fan why, "Your Highness, it's still time to go now. I'll take your highness with me! We can go..."
"Go quickly!" Zhao fan couldn't bear it. He completely tore off the mask of being kind to others and almost roared, "the prince will do whatever he asks you to do!"
Luo Fang bowed his head and said "yes."
Three steps back.
When he got under the moon platform, he looked up for a long time. Then he took a group of bodyguards to the gate of the palace.
Warm wine stood between the flying gauze and suddenly felt something wrong.
At this time, Zhao fan didn't want to escape, nor did he plan to take someone to drink Xie Heng to fight to the death, and let Luo Fang, who didn't look very smart, go wherever he wanted.
Why is it so like
There's another hand.
A very ominous premonition rose from the bottom of her heart. The night wind blew on her and the cold seeped into her bones.
Lean less.The gate was wide open and everyone was silent. The guards retreated to both sides very consciously.The young man in red is flying in the wind.Five thousand light riders followed, and the hoofs raised countless dust.Wang Shoufu looked worried. Behind him, a group of princes and ministers whispered, "Xie Heng entered the city and couldn't figure out how to pinch with the fourth prince. Why hasn't the emperor woke up?""What should I do?" they overlapped and scattered into the cold wind, especially miserable.The old Duke of the county stood by the Royal chariot, glanced at them and said leisurely: "how this matter is to be settled depends on the skills of your adults. I'm old and have no skills. I want to die a few people less. I can't control others."The people comforted and thanked the old Duke for his help.Xu Hongwu stopped again and again, turned and looked in the direction of the palace, and couldn't help sighing melancholy.Wang Yichang murmured, "the fourth Prince has done such a thing. I'm afraid it's going to be broken this time. I don't know where the prince is now..."Xu Hongwu glanced at him, but said, "I don't know when the emperor will wake up this time?"Hearing the speech, the people looked at the unconscious old emperor on the imperial chariot.The lights on the tower diluted the night, but the sky was still filled with dark clouds and the stars were dim.The situation is very bad.This omen is also extremely bad.Palace, moon platform.Wen Jiu and Zhao fan stood opposite each other, and a group of internal palace attendants followed around. Dozens of concubines of the rear palace were forcibly taken to the high platform.At the beginning, some people scolded Zhao fan for his treachery. After being killed by Zhao fan for two, they all became frightened birds in an instant. They were so scared that they only knew how to cry."When the rebellious officials make trouble, you empresses don't want to keep the festival for the king. Instead, each of you wants to take a soft flight. It's not too much for the prince to clean up the door for his father and kill you." Zhao fan holds a cup in one hand, shakes it gently and says in a deep voice: "so, you'd better give the prince some peace."As soon as these words came out, the concubines dared not even cry. They could only shrink into a pile and sob in a small voice.Wen Jiu couldn't help frowning when he heard the speech, and his head hurt more and more.She didn't like the palace very much. Kings have changed from generation to generation. Every time, countless people died in the palace. Looking at the beautiful and prosperous place, she didn't know how many people's blood had been shed.And this place is the last place warm wine wants to come in his life.But Zhao fan had to take her to this ghost place and let her watch him lie with her eyes open. He took the opportunity to kill these concubines and avenge Wu Zhaoyi.Although none of the women in the harem have clean hands, it's really unfair to be tossed to death by Zhao fan.Warm wine can't help it. I'm just about to speak."Report!" a soldier rushed and said in a startled voice: "tell your Highness the fourth prince that the city gate has been opened, and the king of Dingbei has brought people to the palace!"Everyone on the platform suddenly calmed down at this moment.Zhao fan was stunned for a moment, then reached out and grabbed the collar of the soldier who knelt on the ground to report the news, and asked in a deep voice, "what did you say?"The soldier's voice trembled, "someone opened the city gate and decided to enter the palace soon..."Zhao fan asked angrily, "where's the emperor? Where's Wang Shoufu? Those ministers are watching on the city tower? There are so many people that none of them dare to stop Xie Heng!"The soldier was about to answer, but Zhao fan had no patience to listen. He directly pushed the man down the steps and shouted angrily, "get out!"The soldier who reported the news cried out in pain and fell to the high platform. He was so bloody that he didn't know why he died.The palace attendants on the moon platform were so frightened that they fell to their knees, and all the empresses fell down.The night will disperse, but the cold wind is more and more rampant sweeping the whole imperial capital.The gauze on the moon platform was blown flying, and the lights were dazzled. Only Wenjiu was still standing in place.She looked at Zhao fan, who looked like a madman, and then her eyes moved slightly. Through the hazy moonlight, she looked at the messy shadows of trees in the distance, the flying leaves, and her teenager who returned in the wind.In fact, Zhao fan knows better than anyone that when things come to this step, no one can stop Xie Heng.There were many ministers in the court who were at the helm of the wind. Those who really dared to stand up at the time of crisis had been killed by the old emperor and exiled.It's funny that Zhao Yi killed those people in order to keep this seat. Now he finds that there are no people willing to stand up and protect his Zhao family at a critical time.The evil consequences planted 20 years ago have not fully appeared in front of people until today.Zhao fan's whole body trembled with anger. He barely stood firm with one hand on the railing. He didn't speak for a while.Luo Fang, who led the troops to patrol below, hurried to the moon platform, walked quickly to Zhao fan and advised: "Xie Heng is about to enter the palace. He has had a grudge with his Highness for a long time. He will not give up this time. His subordinates will take people to the palace gate for a moment and a half. Please leave here quickly! It's not too late to kill Xie Heng when the time is found in the future!"Warm wine heart:I'm not very good at talking when I'm a military general.This word by word, although it is all for Zhao fan's good, every word is stabbing Zhao fan's heart.A prince with a humble birth mother was born as an immediate death by the crown prince. He was pressed by King Rui. He was unlucky. He met a gang of assassins from the Xie family and was taken into the seven Jue tower to think about it for more than a year.It was not easy to come out. When the old emperor was about to run out of oil and the lamp was dry, he saw that the luck was going to change. However, he was killed because he wanted to kill the minister with a different surname. No one could compete with Xie Heng and fell to the point where he had to pack up and escape.It's shameless. The people around me still say it.If she is Zhao fan, I'm afraid she will faint on the spot.indeed.At the next moment, Zhao fan was so angry that he couldn't stand steadily. As soon as his hand loosened the railing, the whole man leaned back.Luo Fang quickly reached out his hand to hold Zhao fan, and said anxiously, "Your Highness, if you keep the green mountain, you are not afraid of no firewood! At present, protecting your life is the most important!"Zhao fan bit his teeth, pushed him away and said in a deep voice, "the prince knows what to do now!"Luo Fang, who was pushed inexplicably, couldn't think much, "but...""You take people to stop Xie Heng at the palace gate, pretend to fight twice and then withdraw, and send someone to lead them to the moon platform..." Zhao fan directly interrupted him, thought for a while, and said, "you don't have to come back. Go wherever you want to go, and you don't have to come back."Luo Fang was a little stubborn and had to ask Zhao fan why, "Your Highness, it's still time to go now. I'll take your highness with me! We can go...""Go quickly!" Zhao fan couldn't bear it. He completely tore off the mask of being kind to others and almost roared, "the prince will do whatever he asks you to do!"Luo Fang bowed his head and said "yes."Three steps back.When he got under the moon platform, he looked up for a long time. Then he took a group of bodyguards to the gate of the palace.Warm wine stood between the flying gauze and suddenly felt something wrong.At this time, Zhao fan didn't want to escape, nor did he plan to take someone to drink Xie Heng to fight to the death, and let Luo Fang, who didn't look very smart, go wherever he wanted.Why is it so likeThere's another hand.A very ominous premonition rose from the bottom of her heart. The night wind blew on her and the cold seeped into her bones.
