"Horse, horse!" Song Qiaoren gently shook Li Ming in his arms. "Words*love*first*hair, looking at the human head at his feet. For the first time, Song Qiaoren felt that this uncle would be so terrifying.

"Let's go, let's go!" Song Qiaoren was not in the mood to pursue anything with Wang Feng at this time, but his black face directly expressed his dissatisfaction, and Song Qiaoren now just wanted to help Li Ming leave this place.

"Slow! You can go, he can't go!" Song Qiaoren wanted to end like this, but Wang Feng didn't want to spare Li Ming so lightly. Although he can't kill Li Ming like he killed Huang Xin, it's still okay to make him suffer a little!

"Uncle, what do you mean!" Song Qiaoren, who thought that he had endured to the limit, couldn't help it now, he could watch Huang Xin being killed in front of him, because he was just an ordinary general. But Song Qiaoren couldn't watch Li Ming fall into Wang Feng's hands. If the emperor knows that his prefect can't even keep his horses, then his official will be considered the end!

"What do you mean, he, Li Minggui, is a relative of the emperor and the country, but he colluded with the rebel general Huang Xin in a vain attempt to plot against the soldiers of Anqing Town, if it weren't for the fact that he was a concubine, Uncle Ben would have beheaded him a long time ago! Now that he has committed such a serious crime, does Lord Song want to take him away like this!" Wang Feng said as he turned around Song Qiaoren.

"Uncle, now that Huang Xin is dead, there is no evidence, as for whether the horse is guilty or not, it is not what you say or I have the final say. The court and the emperor will have their own judgment! Now all the officials have to do is to take away the horses!" Song Qiaoren pushed away the crowd and was about to go out.

"Take it for me!" Wang Feng waved his hand, and dozens of soldiers with spears surrounded Song Qiaoren.

"I'll see who dares!" More than a dozen officials brought by Song Qiaoren hurriedly drew their swords out of their sheaths and tightly protected Song Qiaoren in the middle, and the two sides confronted each other, and there was a tendency to touch the hair.

"Hurry, hurry!" More than a hundred archers hurriedly lined up in formation under the urging of the school captain, and bent their bows and arrows to aim at Song Qiaoren in the middle.

"Lay down your arms!"

"Lay down your arms, lay down your weapons!" shouted dozens of spearmen, pressing forward. How could a dozen or so officials be the opponents of these guys who have been licking blood on the head of the knife all the year round, and in the face of the approaching soldiers, the yamen involuntarily retreated backwards.

With a "bang", the yamen couldn't bear such a big pressure, so they discarded the weapons in their hands one after another, and consciously squatted down with their heads in their hands.

"Come over to me, you!" Da Niu snatched Li Ming from Song Qiaoren's arms! Song Qiaoren, who was alone, was powerless even if he wanted to object.

"Okay, Lord Song, now you can go!" Wang Feng pointed to the road that had already been out of the way and said to Song Qiaoren.

"Hmph!" Song Qiaoren flicked his sleeves and climbed onto the horse with an angry face, "Uncle, the lower officials will definitely join you in front of the emperor! Let's go!

"I, what's the matter, you dare to join our young marshal, young marshal, you should have let me beat this old boy up just now!" Da Niu rolled up his sleeves, and his face showed an expression of not giving up without teaching a hard lesson.

"Put Li Ming in prison for me!" Wang Feng didn't pay attention to Da Niu, but just ordered someone to put Li Ming in prison.

"Young marshal!" Bai Wenxuan had been behind him just now, although he did not agree with Wang Feng's approach, but he did not stop it, he knew too much about the young marshal's temper, and Bai Wenxuan would never say much if it was useless to say more! What he wanted to think about was how to minimize the danger this time.

With the sensitivity of the news of Jinyiwei and Dongchang spies, it is basically impossible to say that such a big thing happened in Anqing Town without being noticed by them. plus Song Qiaoren's recital, as well as the one from the uncle's mansion. It is estimated that it will be difficult for Wang Feng to retreat this time.

"I know Wen Xuan, you're worried! So now you have to start acting right away!" Wang Feng really knows Chongzhen too well! In the seventeenth year of his reign, Wang Feng couldn't count how many first assistants and how many general soldiers he killed! For Chongzhen, a self-righteous and suspicious emperor, Wang Feng's behavior was useless, so he pulled out his teeth, but Wang Feng did not regret it. If you want to survive in troubled times, it is extremely important to have an army that is absolutely loyal! From the first day of the establishment of Anqing Town, Wang Feng has regarded it as his own private army, and no one can touch it, not even the emperor.

Hearing the young marshal's words, Bai Wenxuan's heart that he had been carrying was also relaxed. What he was most worried about was that the young marshal did all this impulsively and did not consider the consequences. But now it seems that the young marshal has anticipated the consequences of his actions, and has thought of countermeasures.

"You will immediately go north to visit King Fu, Wang Chengen, Hong Chengchou, and Yang Sichang, especially Wang Chengen, and you must ask them to say a few more kind words in front of the emperor. Wang Feng said the names of several ministers who were favored by Chongzhen in one breath. Previous friendships were all for this moment.

"Yes, the young marshal has one more important person!" Bai Wenxuan listened carefully to Wang Feng's arrangement while considering whether there was anything else to add.

"You mean Ru Ya!" Wang Feng couldn't help but furrow upwards at the mention of Ru Ya's brows. Since he came back from Luoyang, he has been busy with military affairs. didn't take the time to care about it, and now that he went to him for his own affairs, Wang Feng felt a little too ...... Wang Feng didn't want his relationship with Ru Ya to be linked only because of politics!

Looking at the young marshal's uncertain face, Bai Wenxuan certainly understood what the young marshal was thinking. For a beautiful girl like Ru Ya, no man can be tempted, and the young marshal is also a man, so it is normal to be tempted by Ru Ya. "Young marshal, Ru Ya was personally assigned to you by the emperor! Her words are much more useful than others! This time, young marshal, whether you can pass the test smoothly depends on how Miss Ru Ya's secret fold is written!"

"Okay! I know, I'll go to see her when I have time! As for what you do, you must finish it!" Wang Feng was reluctant to stay too long on Ru Ya's issue, and he began to explain Bai Wenxuan carefully.

"Yes! Young Marshal!" Bai Wenxuan is also an understanding person, the young marshal is reluctant to mention more things, and he is naturally not good at saying anything as a subordinate!

"How to write!" Under the oil lamp, Ruya held her head and looked at the recital on the table, not knowing how to write. There were already a lot of paper balls lying scattered on the ground of the house, all of which Ruya was not satisfied with!

Wang Feng transferred troops into the city. Killing the lieutenant general and detaining the horse. Jin Yiwei, who was lurking in Anqing City, had already passed the news to Ru Ya as soon as possible. Moreover, Song Qiaoren also specially sent someone to greet him, and he must be ruthless to join Wang Feng! This was originally a matter that could be caught by hand, but Ru Ya felt that his head was big.

"Wang Feng is good at killing the officials of the imperial court and agitating the army!" "No, no, writing like this will kill him!" "It's excusable!" "It's not okay, the emperor won't believe it at all, for Chongzhen, who has served by his side for so many years, Ru Ya can't understand his temper!"

"Knock knock, knock knock!" just as Ruya was irritated, there was a knock at the door!

"Who!" said the upset Ru Ya a little impatiently!

"It's me!" there was still a rhythmic knock outside the door.

"Who are you?" Ruya felt like she was asking a little redundantly. This voice is so familiar that there is no need to ask anything!

"It's me, Wang Feng!"

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