Shao Mingyuan saw the silver armor and silver helmet in front of him, as well as the red cloak, and his mood was heavy.

He had expected this day to come.

This month, for the people of the north, it is the season of green and yellow, and the life of the people of the Northern Qi who rely on robbing the people of the border of Daliang is even more difficult.

During the seven years he was in the North, every month was the most ferocious time of the war, and the Northern Qi people's fear of him dropped to the freezing point at this stage, and every confrontation was red-eyed.

In the spring of last year, he led the army to recover Yancheng, and the Tartars were afraid and retreated to the north of Mount Alan, and the Tartars had been honest for a year, which was too long for them. And he has suppressed the Tartars for many years, and their annual looting war does not benefit much, so it can be said that the life of the Northern Qi people is very sad.

He expected that the Tartars, who had been dormant for a year at this time of the year, would definitely make a move, especially once the news of his imprisonment spread to the north, those Tartars who had no brains would be even more unscrupulous.

They don't think that this action will bring their nemesis back to life, and for them, the most important thing is that the fat that reaches their mouths can be eaten.

As long as he can fill his stomach now, he will be flooded in the future.

This is Shao Mingyuan's understanding of the Northern Qi Tartars, and it is with this understanding that he is sure that he will not stay in the edict prison for too long.

However, he still miscalculated, these Tartars were even more greedy than he expected, and they actually ran to the outskirts of Beijing to rob them, so he was released from prison so quickly.

And this also means that many innocent people lost their lives in this catastrophe.

He could have foreseen such a catastrophe, but he could not avoid it.

Zhao Zhao is right, he has never been an immortal who saves suffering, but a mortal of flesh and blood. Under the supremacy of imperial power, it is still difficult to protect itself, how can we talk about defending the people?

Jiang Yuanchao accompanied Wei Wuxian to announce the decree.

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor said: The champion Hou Shao Mingyuan was originally the son of the criminal minister Helian Ting...... The champion Hou is about to take command of the expedition, and he will make meritorious service for his crimes, and there must be no mistakes, so he admires this! ”

Wei Wuxian recited the holy decree in a frustrated manner, but saw Shao Mingyuan kneeling quietly and did not make a sound.

"Master Hou, take the order." Wei Wuxian reminded.

Shao Mingyuan said lightly: "Since the minister is guilty, he doesn't dare to be the commander of the army." ”

As soon as these words came out, Wei Wuxie's face changed suddenly, and even Jiang Yuanchao showed an incredible expression.

Champion Hou This is a blatant disobedience and threat to the emperor!

How dare he? How could he?

Wei Wuxie's hand holding the holy decree trembled slightly, staring at Shao Mingyuan's eyes.

In the dimly lit cell, the young man stood tall like a bamboo, and the haggard appearance of the prison disaster did not affect his spirit in the slightest.

Shao Mingyuan's dark eyes were clear, and he looked back at Wei Wuxie.

Why wouldn't he dare? Why not?

The emperor has already given birth to the heart to kill him, whether he is slaughtered or openly resists, the emperor will always wait for the day when the rabbit dies and the dog is cooked.

As a courtier, all he can do is to become the only one and the only one, so that the emperor will never have a chance to treat him as an outcast.

This is sad, but it is also helpless.

Born as a minister, such a sad and helpless, he can only suppress this unwillingness by seeking justice for himself and his family.

"Master Hou, do you know what you're doing?"

Shao Mingyuan lowered his eyes and said in a calm tone: "Gonggong Wei, I think I have made it very clear. ”

Wei Wuxian glanced at Jiang Yuanchao, gritted his teeth and said, "Master Hou, you take the order, our family can pretend that we didn't hear this." ”

Shao Mingyuan raised his eyes and smiled slightly: "Thank you father-in-law for your kindness, but please ask your father-in-law to present the original words to the saint as soon as possible, after all, the people and the Tartars will not wait." ”

"You-" Wei Wuxian saw Shao Mingyuan's expressionless face, knowing that he had made up his mind, he sighed heavily, and went straight to the palace with the holy decree.

"What, Champion Hou Kangzhi?" Ming Kangdi stood up suddenly.

Wei Wuxian lowered his head and replied: "Champion Hou said that as the son of a criminal minister, he has no face to lead the army. ”

Emperor Ming Kangdi was so angry that he went back and forth in the imperial study that had only been repaired not long ago, and said angrily: "What a champion Hou, he dares to take advantage of the fire to rob and bargain with me!" He's a threat to me! ”

Lan Shan and other important ministers did not dare to speak.

Emperor Ming Kangdi flicked his sleeves and almost smashed them in the face of the ministers: "You say, shouldn't a bastard like the champion Hou be killed!" ”

All the people bowed their heads and said nothing.

"Speak, should you kill or not?"

As soon as the ministers heard it, the emperor was so angry, what else did they say, of course, they said it according to the emperor's wishes, otherwise the champion Hou didn't know if he could lose his head, and their head fell first.

"Kill, kill!"

"Wei Wuxie!" Listening to the response of the ministers, Emperor Ming Kang suddenly stopped.

"The slave is here."

"Spread my will, since the champion Hou was imprisoned, I cherished his talents, and ordered the Jin Scales Guard to command Jiang Yuanchao to thoroughly investigate the case of Zhenyuan Marquis twenty-one years ago, and now it is found that the handwriting of the letters between Zhenyuan Marquis and King Su was not from the hands of Zhenyuan Marquis, and the case of Zhenyuan Marquis is really an unjust case, and I thought about it and the old man was heartbroken, and immediately posthumously named Zhenyuan Marquis as Zhenyuan Gong, hereditary repudiation ......"

Speaking of this, Emperor Ming Kangdi glanced at Lanshan lightly: "Shoufu Lanshan made a mistake in impeachment back then, although it was out of loyalty to the king, but it must not go unpunished, and now he will be fined for three years, and he will apologize to the champion Hou in person......"

Ministers: What about the "......" said to kill the head? Your Majesty, you are so wrong-mouthed, have you considered our feelings?

Lanshan: "......" He really stepped on shit!

Emperor Ming Kang was full of grievances: I don't want to, the little beast of the champion Hou threatens me with the big Liang Jiangshan!

For Emperor Ming Kangdi, who pursues immortality and can't wait to sit on the dragon chair forever, any favored ministers and stubborn little tempers have to stand aside compared to the country.

Shoufu Lanshan, who was nearly seventy years old, went straight to the prison with the support of two little eunuchs.

Wei Wuxian arrived with a new holy decree, and looking at Shao Mingyuan, who had a calm face, only convincing was left in his heart.

The sacred heart is unpredictable, the life and death of the courtier is only in the thought of the Son of Heaven, rather than thinking that he will be held accountable by the emperor one day in the future, the champion Hou Po will take this opportunity to rehabilitate his family.

After the new will was transmitted, Shao Mingyuan said calmly: "Minister Shao Mingyuan took the order." ”

He stood up, holding the holy decree in one hand, and looked at Lanshan quietly.

Lan Shan trembled and apologized to Shao Mingyuan, and Shao Mingyuan said expressionlessly: "Lan Shoufu doesn't have to be like this. Lord Jiang, Ben Hou can go out now, right? ”

What he wanted was never Lan Shan's apology, but Lan Shan's life!

If you don't avenge the murder of your father, how can you be worthy of being called the Son of Man?

"Master Hou, please, the war horse and your personal guards are already waiting outside." Jiang Yuanchao said in a light tone.

Champion Hou was in such a desperate situation and was able to turn over, but he underestimated him.

Shao Mingyuan bent down and picked up the silver armor and draped it on his body, wrapped the belt around his waist, and put on a sterling silver helmet.

The red cloak behind him and the red tassel on his helmet swayed as he moved, and the people present silently followed. 4610