For Baoyu, the eldest sister is like a mother, from a certain point of view, except for Daiyu, it is Yuanchun who is closest to him, although Jia Mu and others dot on him, but the love of his sister is still different. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

My sister is not yet thirty years old this year, but she died violently in the deep palace for no reason, how can Baoyu let go of this matter, and now that she has caught a little clue, she naturally wants to find out.

Therefore, at this moment, Baoyu's eyes can breathe fire when he looks at Shui Hong, and he can see that his heart is furious.

Shui Hong's eyes were a little hesitant, and his speech was a little hesitant: "Bao... Uncle Bao... This..."

Baoyu was a little anxious, and no longer had the calmness of a master, he waved his hand and said: "Hong'er, even if you say, no matter who it is, Uncle Bao is there, don't be afraid..."

Unexpectedly, Shui Hong asked weakly: "Uncle Bao... Concubine Yuan is really your sister? ”

Baoyu suddenly became angry, but he suddenly realized that he was a little out of shape, so he softened his expression and said, "No... My sister is so nice to you, you don't even know who is in her family... Well, I'm really her fake brother, half-brother, tell me the truth. ”

Shui Hong hurriedly explained: "Uncle Bao, don't be angry, it's not that Hong'er doesn't care about Yuan Niangniang, it's that she has always been relatively low-key, and she never talks about these things to everyone, I know that Jia Zheng Jia Shilang, it seems to be her father, or I heard others talk about it..."

Baoyu was speechless for a moment, and said in his heart, the emperor's stinky boy, Jia Zheng is your Uncle Bao's father, and he can be regarded as your "emperor's grandfather" Okay, but he didn't bother to dwell on this question anymore, so he continued to ask: "Hong'er, this question is really important to Uncle Bao, I hope you can tell the truth about my sister's death..."

Shui Hong's face showed a look of reminiscence, and after a while, he said: "Uncle Bao, don't worry, to be honest, I just suspected, or heard... This thing seems to be related to the Queen Mother, but there is no evidence... I'm going to find a chance to find out after I'm going to be in power..."

Bao Yuxin said, even if you kid still has a little conscience, he said: "Okay, then let's wait until today's incident is over... Hey, what about the Empress Dowager Wei, what happened to such a big thing, why didn't he see anyone..."

When Baoyu said this, he suddenly figured out the ins and outs, and he had a flash of inspiration and said a few words in Shui Hong's ear.

Shui Hong nodded after hearing this: "Okay, Uncle Bao, just do as you say, but will she definitely appear?" ”

Baoyu said with confidence: "Definitely, otherwise, who will harvest the fruits of this victory, so you must calm down, Uncle Bao can ensure your safety... and the throne..."

From a certain point of view, Baoyu is talking about a transaction, no way, society is sometimes so realistic, of course, even if there is no transaction, he will not ignore Shui Hong's affairs, but Shui Hong may not be so fully committed to cooperate with his actions.

Suddenly, there was a loud shout of killing outside the Taihe Palace, after all, the disparity in strength was too great, and the rebels finally overcame the defense line set up by General Feng Tang and went straight to the main hall.

In fact, this was also expected by Baoyu, but he didn't expect it to be so soon, his original plan was that as long as Shui Hong's life was worry-free, he would not take action in person, and everything would wait for the reinforcements of King Beijing to arrive.

It's not that Baoyu is lazy, or he doesn't really help Shui Hong, it's just that after the last "Xiucun War", he has realized that it is actually a very cruel thing for an immortal cultivator to fight mortals, just like a mortal going to trample a group of ants to death at will.

Besides, last time, Bai Wuchang Xie Bining personally came to persuade him about this matter, and also explained the pros and cons, he couldn't help but be taboo, he felt that mortal affairs could not be solved in the way of mortals themselves, and he could at most find a way to control the overall situation.

But now, Baoyu felt that it might not work if he didn't block it, so he slowly stood up from the dragon chair and said lightly: "These two bastards, people can't continue to talk for a good day, it seems that their butts are itchy..."

"Ahh ”

Baoyu smiled and said: "Those boys of the rebels should also be your brothers, it's easy to kill them all, isn't it also a loss for the Dajin Kingdom?" ”

Jiang Zining also replied with a little sympathy: "Yes, what Uncle Huang said is right, I have been in the Northwest Army for two years, and I know many soldiers... But, Uncle Huang, they have rebelled now..."

Baoyu didn't have time to explain so much, so she only smiled and said to Jiang Zining: "Brother Zining, you don't have to be polite, Feng Ziying, Han Qi, etc., I, and I are all good brothers... Please protect the emperor, I'll come when I go..."

As soon as Jiang Zining heard this, his eyes lit up, and it seemed that he was also among them, so he said, "That... What brother... Uncle Huang, don't worry, we will not let anyone get close to the emperor..."

Baoyu was a little speechless, thinking, it seems that this brother really doesn't know me, didn't he also mourn Qin Keqing back then, why didn't he have any impression of each other.

Before Baoyu reached the door of the main hall, he saw Feng Tang and Qi Jianhui retreating in with a few people, covered in blood, and there was also blood on their weapons.

The last dozens of people brought by Feng Tang and Qi Jianhui were all extremely brave, blocking ten with one, especially Qi Jianhui's silver spear flew up and down, stabbing to death, and being injured when touched, no one dared to approach at all.

The old general Feng Tang is also a treasure knife, a big knife dances vigorously, the two sides actually fought at the gate of the main hall, blood splashed like rain for a while, stumps and broken arms, and even human heads flew around, and some parts even collapsed to Baoyu's feet.

Baoyu felt heartache for a while, the soldiers of a country, who were originally colleagues, should protect their families and defend the country, and they have always been right to the outside world, but now they are fighting brutally here, which is really a human tragedy.

Baoyu really couldn't stand it anymore, and suddenly, a purple bamboo cane appeared in his hand, and he shouted: "Old General Feng, please step back first, let me come..."

Feng Tang and his subordinates were stunned, but at this moment, the rebels almost broke through the defensive line, and they had to continue to fight, but because there were two or three hundred people pouring in at the same time, and there were thousands of people following behind, forming an unstoppable torrent, forcing Feng Tang and them to retreat one after another, and they were also killed and wounded one after another, and soon Feng Tang and Qi Jianhui became bare-bones commanders, and they were injured in many places.

At this time, the rebels had already attacked half of the main hall, and suddenly surrounded the dragon throne like a flood, so frightened that Shui Hong shouted again and again: "Escort, escort..."

At that moment, Baoyu suddenly disappeared in place, and then appeared everywhere, yes, his figure seemed to appear everywhere, because his speed was so fast that it was beyond the limits of what a human could recognize.

This is like a high-speed rotating electric fan, the human eye can only see the shadow of the fan blades, everywhere, and the specific position of the fan blades is not clear at all.

The crisp sound was as dense as popping beans, and it was like someone suddenly lighting countless strings of firecrackers, which echoed densely in the hall.

Then everyone saw that the rebels who poured in were flying in all directions, falling to the ground one after another, like a leek, being harvested by a scythe that was boundless, and in a dozen breaths, all the hundreds of rebels who poured in were knocked to the ground.

Some of them had their leg bones broken, some of them were instantly sealed in a large hole, and most of them lost the ability to continue fighting, but almost none of them were killed instantly.

The rebels in the back were stunned for a while, and before they even saw what was happening, the people in front all lay down, thinking that they had encountered some terrible "weapons of mass destruction", and they all retreated in fear for a while.

The team that rushed in from behind couldn't stop the car for a while, so it collided with the team that retreated in front, and it was a mess for a while.

A blue afterimage flashed, and Baoyu suddenly appeared next to the startled guards, still holding the "purple bamboo cane" in his hand, but his body was spotless.

Many of the guards who watched the big inner immediately knelt down for Baoyu, and shouted in their mouths: "Uncle Huang is mighty, long live Uncle Huang..."

But when he found something wrong, he suddenly turned around and saw the little emperor on the dragon throne, so he hurriedly added: "Long live the emperor..."

Shui Hong stood up as if he hadn't heard it, patted the armrest of the dragon chair and said, "Okay, Uncle Bao... Uncle Huang is mighty, Uncle Huang is mighty..."

When the guards saw that the emperor was in a hurry, they shouted in unison: "Uncle Huang is mighty, Uncle Huang is mighty... Long live the Emperor..."

For a while, the mountains roared and the tsunami made people's blood boil, and the guards were all demoralized, and they all wanted to follow this powerful imperial uncle to do another big job.

Feng Tang and Qi Jianhui were surrounded by people just now, and they almost hung up, at this time, looking at the rebels lying under their feet, they felt like a dream, and when they heard the shouts behind them, they quickly turned their heads.

Baoyu still stood there, as if he had never moved, only to see that his face was like a silver moon, his eyes were like stars, and his white-blue robe was windless, like an eternal mountain peak, and like an unfathomable sea.

In other words, our Baoyu classmates have reached the highest level of "pretending to be forced", and they do not pretend to be "forced"!

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