Shuning Palace.

Just as Jiang Liangren worried, the news that the king ordered Gongzi Pan to enter the palace to accompany the banquet reached the queen's ears as quickly as possible.

The queen is half-lying on the couch, her face is like a flat lake, there is no sorrow or joy, so that the father-in-law Hong who is waiting on the side can not see a trace of waves.

But Gonggong Hong knew that the master didn't speak, and it was time for him to speak.

"The king's move... Avoiding heirs has set a precedent for all dynasties. Gonggong Hong cautiously grasped the wording, and said cautiously, "Thinking of the previous let Gongzipan and Zhu Gongzi's classmates discuss politics with the same dynasty as a baby, according to the old slave, the king is afraid that it will be ...... I'm afraid that it has the intention of establishing a prince. ”

The queen listened, and the stake was like a stake, but she still did not give an expression.

"Establish a crown prince to stabilize the dynasty, and the enlightened kings of the past dynasties should not be cautious. The king has been on the throne for three years, and has repeatedly suppressed the motion of the ministers of the court to establish the prince early...... "A slave to discuss the government is a capital crime, but Gonggong Hong read the attitude from the queen's expressionless face, "This time the intention of changing the original intention and valuing the concubine is obvious, and the queen should make plans as soon as possible." ”

The queen continued to listen, but remained silent.

"Now that the Chinese martial arts of the DPRK are in a wait-and-see situation, if the Ruining Palace is allowed to rise, and then it will be suppressed, I am afraid that it will not be enough. Hong Gonggong said again.

The queen finally moved, and shifted her body that was leaning lazily on the side of the couch.

"What does my father-in-law think Gongzi Pan is?"

That's the crux of the matter. Thinking about that Gongzi Pan, at the age of five or six months, he has repeatedly acted against the sky, how can he not be measured with common sense.

"That son is extraordinary, unheard of in the whole world, old slave ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the queen.

"Father-in-law doesn't have any doubts about Gongzipan?" asked the queen coldly.

"This ...... What is the queen referring to, the origin of that Gongzi Pan?"

"My father-in-law finally understood what this palace meant. ”

"The old slave is confused. The father-in-law suddenly realized this, and hurriedly responded, "The slave immediately took people and secretly investigated Ruining Palace. ”

"Father-in-law has a good idea?"

"In the Queen's Will......"

"Jiang Liangren has risen in power, in just two months, he has recently moved to Ruining Palace, adding some palace maids and eunuchs, if he wants to place henchmen in Ruining Palace, it should be difficult for his father-in-law...... If you can hold on to some handles, Ruining Palace will fall as fast as it rises. The queen paused, and then said, "As for the Chinese martial arts, the palace has its own arrangements. ”

The queen had a brilliant plan, and the servants did it at once. Hong Gonggong bowed down and wanted to retreat.

"Why should my father-in-law be in a hurry...... The palace is lacking ......"

The queen shifted her body, a little lazy, and her dress inadvertently slipped a little.

Seeing this, Gonggong Hong did not answer, and moved behind the queen's side, his hands lightly on the jade neck.

Well!

A coquettish hum, tactful and long.

......

To the west of the capital, between the palace and the outer city wall, was the place where the official residences of the ministers of the court and the central government were concentrated.

Lang Zhongling's mansion is among them.

"Don't you know that you are a dying man?"

Lord Lang Zhongling sat alone in the study at this time, and the words of Tho Liangren rang in his ears from time to time, like sitting on pins and needles.

The guards sent earlier had reported that in an inconspicuous hill in the west of the city, they found the pit where the son born to Mrs. Ji was buried, and as the man said, the bones of the little boy had long since disappeared.

The current situation is obvious, either follow the things entrusted by the Tho Liangren and become a soft persimmon that the Tho Liangren can handle at will, or wait for the truth to be exposed and face the thunderous wrath of the king of a country.

This dilemma is really as Tho Liangren said, no matter what the result is, it is a checkmate for this adult.

However, the matter entrusted by the good man is so important, if it is exposed, he should punish the nine clans, how dare he easily get into danger.

Placing a swordsman in the palace garrison?

What does this beloved man want?

Tomorrow, the fifteenth day of winter, the king's birthday, Jiang Liangren's intention is obvious, he wants to take the opportunity of the king's feast to plot against him.

The question is, what is the ultimate goal of Tho Liangren?

Lang Zhongling, an important minister in the Kaiming Dynasty, before the official to the hundred officials, after the prime minister and the captain, he was in charge of important positions such as the palace council, Binzan, Songshi, and the Praetorian Guard. If there is chaos in the palace tomorrow, as the commander of the Praetorian Guard, he will have to move early.

As soon as he thought of this, the Lord Lang Zhongling slowly got up from the futon and stomped back and forth in the huge study.

"Prepare the carriage, Lieutenant's Mansion. ”

Lord Lang finally made up his mind, and planned to go to the Lieutenant's Mansion in person, bow down to the top, and discuss countermeasures with his subordinate, the Lieutenant who was in charge of the palace garrison.

......

At the same time, the Lieutenant's House.

Under the cover of twilight, there is an undercurrent of murderous opportunities.

But I saw four figures bypassing the gate of the mansion guarded by the guards and sneaking up on the backyard wall.

After a pause, the four figures moved in unison, with a light tap of their toes, they jumped onto the tall courtyard wall, and then jumped again, and quietly landed in the backyard.

The four of them half-squatted and did not move, trying their best to hide their breath.

After discerning the direction, the head pointed to the target location and made a gesture. In the next moment, the four of them were already with swords in their hands, and they were about to deliver a sudden blow to the target.

At this moment, more than ten figures poured out of the backyard, with the high wall of the backyard as the diameter, showing a semi-encircled trend, and surrounded and killed the four people.

More than a dozen figures, all dressed in armor and holding sharp swords, silently and at an accelerated speed, like more than a dozen silent torrents.

Six-rank swordsman!

The four of them were slightly surprised, among the guards of the Lieutenant's Mansion, there were more than ten sixth-grade swordsmen, and this kind of combat power had completely exceeded their predictions.

The look of surprise was fleeting, and the four of them still maintained a half-crouching posture, watching in silence.

The twilight was a little thicker. The backyard is still so quiet and the fallen leaves can be smelled.

Silence, absolute silence.

Then, the four people moved, and suddenly burst up, turning into four black shadows, facing more than ten silent torrents, and flying away.

Puff! Puff......

In the silent backyard, there was the muffled sound of a string of sharp swords piercing into flesh and blood.

For a moment, calm returned, as if nothing had happened.

On top of the snow, there were only four people standing!

Under the joint efforts of more than ten six-rank swordsmen, they were killed by four people in an instant!

The evening breeze rose and crossed the high walls, taking away the fresh and heavy smell of blood.

But, in the silent backyard, the killing intent is still there.

The next moment, the four swordsmen moved in unison, swept towards the target position of the target person, the place where the lieutenant of the lieutenant's mansion was lying!

The night is a little thicker.

The black suits of the four swordsmen melted into the shadows, and in an instant, the lieutenant's dormitory was blocked from all directions.

Boom!

At the same time, four swordsmen broke through the wall at the same time.

Between three or two breaths, the four swordsmen flew away from the hole just now, turning into four black shadows, in unison, like a gust of wind, sweeping the backyard, jumping over the courtyard wall, and disappearing into the thicker and thicker night.