The pursuers approached An Thirteen's boat and fished out his body. This is what the left protector Yan Hui wants, Feng Shuang. The person who fled on the night of the murder can be planted on his head no matter what, and then use the topic to purge the person who does not like the eye, in order to protect himself. Bit. There are too many variables in the living, Yan Hui's own family is not innocent, and he may not be bitten out of something, or it is better to use a dead person. As for Tingwu, who disappeared together, no one cared about it. Compared to the great cause, what is a woman? There is no Tingwu to explain better, and the woman who hooked up with the king, is she not allowed to elope? On the contrary, it is even more difficult to plant false accusations.

The big ship drove away quickly, and the civilian boat near the left dared to travel. A passing civilian boat curiously picked up an unknown object from the water, and dragged it up to see that it was a delicate girl. The turbulent times were not easy, and the boatman felt compassion, lit firewood, put the girl beside him, and carried the goods down the river. As for whether the girl who has been soaking in the water with ice ballast for an unknown amount of time is dead or alive, it depends on the heavens and fate.

Jiangsu

Xu Jingchang's 8,000-strong military boat went north along the canal. I heard that Xu Jingchang personally led people, and nine of the ten seats in the city were dropped. Xu Jingchang even understood why Ting Fang never wanted to sit in the world by herself. Under the banner of King Fu, surrender is not considered surrender, at most it is considered to stand in line, it is still the Li family's country, the name is not lost, the soul is not gone, and there is no burden at all. Even if Xu Jingchang is now under the banner of King Fu and regrets it in the future, it is none of their business. They are innocent, but they were deceived by the traitor Xu Jingchang.

There were one or two who wanted to be "pure ministers", and before Xu Jingchang approached, the deputy killed him. The battle was fought too smoothly, which was almost equivalent to Xu Jingchang scattering all reliable generals and a small number of soldiers all over Jiangsu. Even if some of the major families knew about Jiangxi's land reform, they would wait and see silently. Land has always been used for annexation, and it is the rule that whoever is strong grabs the most land. At this time, King Fu has to do great things, and those who resist die. When King Fu ascended the throne, in order to appease Jiangnan, it was another set of means. Why rush, isn't it?

The good news is frequent, and Tingfang's mood in Nanchang is not good. Thousands of tall buildings rise from the ground, and the fragile foundation cannot support her grand blueprint. The smoother Xu Jingchang fights, the more complete it represents the preservation of the old forces. It's not that she's tyrannical, there's no bloodless revolution. Many times, if you don't kill the other party to the point where you can't parry, you will have endless troubles. Why is the Beiyang government always weak? Why is the national government always inadequate? Without it, it's just that the fight is not thorough enough. The entanglement between the old faction and the new faction, the boss is only the leader of the alliance, not the person who speaks his word. But if you want to manage a country well, what you need is a word, or in other words, absolute authority. The structure of the pyramid is stable enough, and several hills will collapse sooner or later.

Yan Feibai saw the good news and was completely wilted. He failed to rebel against Xu Jingchang, nor could he convince Ting Fang. These two people have done everything out of the ordinary, but they have two pairs of fierce loyalty, and they don't care about the matter of dominating the world. More than a year of active planning has come to naught, and I want to die and am unwilling. Tossing and turning, tangled.

Only Chen Fengning is the happiest, Xu Jingchang's smoothness gives him a reason to be happy. He wants to be a generation of powerful ministers, and by virtue of his dragon skills, he can easily enter the cabinet; He can also see the form clearly, and the smoother Tingfang is, the more difficult it is to come up. A county lord is just calling for decency. Compared to the smile between his eyebrows and eyes, eating two sips of wine, showing off his grandson-in-law all over the world how brave he is. Tingfang always felt that Chen Fengning was too pretentious, but he couldn't say it. There was a little defensiveness in my heart, and more helplessness. Playing so smoothly, King Fu returned to the heart of the world, her "value" was further weakened, and if she wanted to continue the policy, she could only rely on Chen Fengning.

Ting Fang had never missed Ye Ge Lao as much as he did at this moment. Many years ago, Ye Ge Lao was flipping through the historical books on his desk, frowning, trying to find a way to solve the merger. Ting Fang really wanted to say to Ye Ge Lao: Grandpa, I know how to control the merger, but I can only hand over a half-finished product to the imperial court now. Time is too short, God is too harsh, where will I go?

Looking at the imperial court, there are too few people who can understand Tingfang. Otherwise, there will be no competition for sea transportation, and the sea will almost not work. If Ye Ge Lao is still alive...... Regardless of qualifications or means, they can deservedly return to the position of the first assistant, implement policies to the greatest extent, and enhance national strength. It has never been difficult to catch up with hundreds of years of development in a few decades. Japan's Meiji Restoration seems to have been an achievement in the past 30 years, but the depth of the contradictions accumulated in Japan would have been the end of its destruction if it had not been for the victory in the First Sino-Japanese Naval War. The road ahead is still white, which way is it safe?

Just when Tingfang was full of melancholy, a thin and haggard figure boarded the dock in Nanchang. A month of drifting, thrilling. The water army who followed behind him said: "Nanchang has changed its appearance, you come to look for your relatives, and tell me what is the name of your relatives?" Let's look it up in the family register. If you can't find it, go to the spinning mill for a while, see that you are a clever man, and you will learn to spin in a day. How about earning your own food first, and then searching carefully? ”

The person who came was Tingwu, she finally stepped on the land of Nanchang, looking at the bustling crowd, in a daze. Seeing that she didn't answer, the sailor estimated that he was frightened by the water bandits on the Yangtze River, but he was not angry, and repeated the words in a good voice.

Ting Wu finally came back to his senses and reluctantly said, "I want to find it myself, okay?" ”

The water army saw that she was as thin as a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, and she could float away as soon as the wind blew. Kindly said, "Look at my clothes! Saying that, he raised his head and chested, "We are Nanchang's water army, not bad people." The county lord said, when a soldier eats food, whose food does he eat? They are all planted by ordinary people with a hoe and a hoe. If you have eaten the food of the people, you must protect the well-being of the people. If you have something to do, just look for us, don't be afraid! I know that there are some ruffians in other places, but we don't have them in Nanchang. He also pointed to the defenders on the city wall, "That's the garrison, the clothes are different from ours, and the people on the side are the same." If you have something to do with them, you can seek them. There are also chengguan in the city. In short, you look at us as tall and mighty, neatly dressed, two people in a row, three people in a row, all of us are our people. In case of petty theft, just shout. ”

The pride that couldn't be concealed between the words made Ting Wu laugh. A glimmer of brilliance appeared on her weak face, and she said softly, "That's amazing! ”

The sailor laughed: "Of course! Are you going into the city? ”

Ting Wu thought for a while, nodded, but insisted: "I know where she is, I'll find it myself." ”

The sailor sent her all the way into the city gate, and then said: "Remember, if you have something to do, you will walk in line!" Absolutely! I really didn't recognize it, so I went to find a spinning factory by myself, where the people who took in the female dependents were all women and children, so there was no need to be afraid. After saying goodbye, he waved goodbye and left neatly.

Tingwu dragged his heavy steps and walked. The legs were filled with lead. I had a fever again, and after the Haihe River fell into the water, the wind chill has not been better. The boatman she didn't know sent her to a trustworthy sea boat, and the sea boat sent her to a familiar river boat in Songjiang. Tingwu felt that she was very unlucky and lucky. Holding on to the wall and walking slowly, Nanchang's orderly appearance came into view, not as many people as the original capital, but very vibrant. I didn't take two steps to see something familiar.

Traffic light! It's the traffic light of her fourth sister! Tingwu walked quickly to the lamp, and the lampkeeper glanced at her embarrassed and did not speak. Outsiders have never seen this thing, and there are too many people to see the excitement, and the lantern keeper is too lazy to show off. Tingwu held on to the stone platform of the traffic light and watched blankly. Count silently in my heart, thirty times, it's time to turn the light green, right? Then I saw a glass hourglass, and the moment the sand ran out, the lamp keeper pulled the rope, and the round frame turned in a circle, and all the carriages in the east-west direction stopped, and the carriages in the north-south direction rumbled forward, one after the other, without end.

It's spectacular! Tingwu happily watched the carriage full of goods coming and going, there really would be no traffic jam! After watching for a full two quarters of an hour, Ting Wu left satisfied. Along the way, she saw exactly the same neat houses, with strange bamboos under the eaves. It wasn't until I walked to a house and saw the hostess pull the plug to change the water in the glass fish tank that I realized that it was a canal. Tingwu squatted on the ground to look at the fish tank, and the hostess smiled at her: "It's from out of town, right?" ”

Tingwu couldn't understand Nanchang dialect, so he also smirked. A bell rang, and Ting Wu panicked for no reason, muttering, "Is there a curfew?" ”

The hostess understood the official language, and changed it to a non-standard official dialect: "There is no curfew in Nanchang City, and ringing the bell is to close the city gate." It's still the same in the city. Wait for someone to light the streetlights. The covers of the street lamps are all glass, some of them are colored, and they are beautiful! ”

Ting Wu laughed again, such a ghost idea is really Ting Fang's style. Her breathing was heavy, and the hostess asked, "Are you sick?" Where did you get the call? If you don't have a place to go, go to Mrs. Fang's pharmacy, or no matter which factory you are, they will take you in. There were many female dependents who came to flee, and the county lord stipulated that all female dependents were obliged to be taken in by any factory. ”

Ting Wu asked curiously, "Why?" ”

The hostess sighed: "Jiangxi water, I don't know how many women have died." ”

Tingwu asked, "Isn't it because women can't drink water?" She escaped with her life because she knew how to swim in the water, and she admired Tingfang's foresight more and more. Many years ago, when they were learning to water at home, the sisters were very reluctant. Aunt Zhou has also talked about verbose for many years, how can she know that at the critical moment, one more skill will be more vigorous.

The hostess smiled: "You kid is so stupid, you haven't been sinned against before, have you?" How can a woman survive in a disaster year? Only ten were drowned in the flood, but a hundred were sold or eaten. Fortunately, the county lord came early, and the next border is a single village. Don't you want to save a woman when you see it? You're a woman, aren't you? Or a good-looking boy? ”

The words selling or eating alive were like sharp knives piercing into Tingwu's heart, and after a long time, Tingwu finally smiled and didn't speak again. On the contrary, she laughed at herself: her current appearance can still be seen to be good-looking, but she is really naturally beautiful.

After a while, sure enough, someone carried a lamp and lit it along the road. Tingwu unconsciously followed the lamp step by step. Suddenly, she saw two particularly gorgeous headlights stacked on top of each other, colorful and beautiful. Looking up again, a plaque with five big characters written "Commander of the Embassy" was printed into my eyes. Ting Wu couldn't help but take a step back, looked left and right, and hid behind a decorative stone.

Her heart was pounding, she could see Ting Fang, but she didn't dare. The whole body trembled uncontrollably, seeing Ting Fang, how could she explain that she killed Ting Miao with her own hands, and how could she explain that Aunt Zhou killed Xiaoba? She was afraid to see Ting Fang's disdainful eyes, and she was afraid of the disappointment of the fourth sister who had poured countless efforts on her.

I am such a filthy villain, stabbing my cousin for personal gain, and harming An Thirteen for personal gain. Human life was so heavy that she couldn't breathe. So much so that she and Tingfang are a stone's throw away, but they dare not see it, they can't see it!

The sky was dripping with a light rain, and Ting Wu only felt that her body was cold and hot, and she curled up uncomfortably.

Fourth sister, Xiao Qi misses you.

After some time, Tingwu woke up from a coma and found himself still curled up behind a stone. Her hands and feet regained some strength, it was very strange, she was drenched in the rain and didn't eat, how could she feel more comfortable than before? Climbing out of the stones, they all commanded the envoy to set up a lot of vendors at the entrance of the ya, but they were neat and tidy, and did not affect the travel of pedestrians. Ting Wu recalled all the things he saw in Nanchang, and order came first.

There are a lot of people on the road, and among the pedestrians who come and go, it is inevitable that some people will look at her a few times. There are very few beggars in Nanchang, and the perfect shelter system and compulsory work system go hand in hand, and some children who have just remembered looked at Tingwu curiously, and were quickly dragged away by their parents.

The people around him whispered: "Look, it's called Hanako, do you want to report to the official?" ”

"Wait a minute, maybe you will leave by yourself after a while."

"Also, if you don't leave for a while, I'll tell you when I see the chengguan. At the door of the county lord's house, there is such a thing that is not very good-looking. ”

Tingwu couldn't understand Nanchang's dialect, but he keenly felt that they were talking about himself. But Ting Wu didn't care, she stared at the gate, fantasizing about seeing Ting Fang. Ting Fang shouldn't be able to recognize her appearance, but she can take a look. If Tingfang can be as good as what is written in the letter, she will die without regrets.

Then he felt that he was naïve, when he was young, he went out to incense, and he was an old man, and outsiders couldn't see her at the door at will, not to mention that he had been named the county lord. can look at a figure from a distance, it looks very different from the past, but the walking demeanor is not Tingfang, which is it? With a few people around him, he came out swaggeringly, and every step was confident.

Ting Wu suddenly felt a sense of homesickness, hesitating to stay where she was and hide behind the stones, and at the moment when Ting Fang was about to walk by, she couldn't help but reach out and grab it. Caught the corners of her skirt. Jun Zimo's gun immediately hit Ting Wu's forehead, and he saw a beggar squatting on the side of the road before, everyone didn't care, they didn't expect her to be so fast-eyed, and Jun Zimo was scared into a cold sweat, if this is an assassin......

Ting Fang paused, his eyes met, the little beggar's hair and clothes were knotted, and his whole body exuded a foul smell, thin, haggard, and his face was tinged with dying gray, but it was unusually familiar.

"Fourth Sister ......"

A soft cry was like a thunderbolt. Tears slid down the little beggar's eyes, washing out two marks on his inky black face, and he was so wet that he could feel cold without approaching. Ting Fang squatted down in disbelief: "Xiao Qi? ”

Ting Wu's face bloomed with a smile, and her hand left a dirty mark on Ting Fang's skirt, and she was embarrassed to let go. Tingfang's brain buzzed, and then he reached under Tingwu's armpit, easily lifted her up, turned, put her on her back, and ran towards the hospital!

Tingwu was a little uncomfortable from the bumps, but his heart was so warm. She saw her heart clearly in an instant, she had gone through thousands of sails, and she just wanted to see her fourth sister again. the fourth sister who took her hand and led her out of her childhood disability; is extremely spicy, willing to risk offending her mother-in-law and beating Chen Gong to her fourth sister. She misses her fourth sister, and misses the fourth sister who took her thoughts away from the four corners of the sky and dared to think of the mountains and rivers!

Ting Wu smiled lowly, on Ting Fang's solid back, the corner of her eyes swept past the crowded shops, the colorful street lampshades, and the traffic lights that tortured her when she was a child and were drunk to death to calculate the relationship between the stay time and the traffic flow. The prosperity of Xia Boguang is the scene in front of you, right? Her sisters are awesome!

After laughing, infinite sadness was born in my heart. Regardless of the reason, regardless of the way, the fourth sister carried her on her back, and there was no need to guess. She took such good care of her sisters...... Ting Wu couldn't help crying again, and choked up: "Fourth sister, I killed the sixth sister." ”

Ting Fang's footsteps paused.

Tingwu's heart was cold, and the fourth sister was really angry. The stopped run started again, and Ting Wu cried: "Fourth sister, my aunt killed Xiaoba, I'm sorry...... Sorry ......"

Ting Fang already knew about this, and her calm voice sounded: "I don't blame you, don't cry." ”

Ting Wu's tears couldn't stop flowing: "Fourth sister, I killed a lot of people, many, many people. I killed Feng Shuang and used my aunt's method to kill Xiaoba...... I killed my sixth sister because she prevented me from escaping...... I'll just ...... I also killed An Thirteen, he liked me, I used him to escape, he died to save me...... Fourth sister, Xiao Qi has become a bad person, Xiao Qi is an executioner, a murderer...... Fourth sister, I'm sorry ......"

There were too many pedestrians on the street, and after turning onto the main road, Tingfang could no longer run. Jun Zimo opened in front of him: "Let me!" Let's Jean! ”

Ting Fang's speed slowed down, and he said cleanly: "If you are ashamed, live well and atone for your sins in the future." "It is better to persuade people who are full of guilt than to point out the direction.

Ting Wu didn't understand, she fell into a dead end she set up, and only asked, "Will the fourth sister hate me?" ”

Ting Fang replied categorically: "No, the fourth sister will never hate Xiao Qi." ”

Ting Wu burst into tears and laughed: "Really? ”

"yes, really." Ting Fang said firmly, "No matter what Xiao Qi does, the fourth sister won't hate it." ”

The hand around his neck tightened, and Ting Fang heard the laughter in his ears, which was exactly as crisp as when he was a child.

A tiredness that he had never felt before hit him, and Tingwu's eyelids began to sink. She opened it hard, and at a very close distance, she could only see Tingfang's side face and long eyelashes. I rubbed my face with it, it was so soft and warm.

Ting Wu tried his best to face Ting Fang's face, the heavy clothes in the winter blocked the rest of the place, and only the faces of the two people could be close to each other. The warmth was transmitted from his face to his whole body, and Tingwu suddenly returned to many years ago, the dappled sunlight shining into the house, and the dust appeared in the beams. She and Chen Gong sat beside Ting Fang left and right, and in front of them was the calculation frame of the little crocodile. The math homework that can never be written is full of tables, and it is terrifying.

Chen Gongyao's voice sounded: "My fourth sister! ”

Ting Wu trembled angrily, and the hair on his whole body exploded: "It's my fourth sister!" ”

"Mine!"

"Mine!"

"It's mine!"

"It's mine!"

Ting Wu opened his eyes and asked angrily: "Fourth sister, are you my fourth sister alone!" ”

Ting Fang's voice was still neat, with only one word: "Yes!" ”

Tingwu was completely satisfied, and she used sticky. I memorized a poem in a greasy tone: "Qi Su Lu is in the car class, and the male and female cultivators are not lost." I've seen it, and it's good. Then the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and in a sweet dream, he fell asleep.

Ting Fang stopped, and Junzi Mo said, "What's wrong?" ”

Ting Fang turned the court upside down and said, "It's okay." But instead of going any further, he turned around and walked back. The steady pace could not be seen abnormal, and Jun Zimo chuckled in his heart and quickly caught up.

The return trip was long and short. Ting Fang, who entered the house, only commanded: "Boil water." And he said no more. She put Tingwu down and hugged her tightly in her arms. The stench irritated Tingfang, reminding her of Tingwu's ordeal. Rubbing Tingwu's clumpy hair, Tingwu would never show a well-behaved smile again.

Xiaoqi, you stupid boy! How could I hate you? Why would you be afraid that I hate you? If you were that bad, you wouldn't be afraid to come near in the rain!

Tingfang brushed through the courtyard and slightly warped. The corners of the mouth, Xiao Qi, who is too easy to satisfy, sister would rather your arrogance never change! It's my fault, I taught you to be too naïve and turned you to the end. Ting Fang whimpered, unable to sob.

Little Seven, Little Seven, Little Seven, Little Seven...... Come to life...... Good no good?

Mrs. Jiang received the letter and hurried over. Ting Fang calmly commanded the girls to carry water and wash and wrap Ting Wu. Only red eyes can't hide the traces of crying. Mrs. Jiang had never seen Tingwu, and Chen's letter rarely mentioned it, so she had no feelings. But at the age of fifteen, he died in Huangquan, and it was inevitable to sigh.

Watching Tingfang find a big pair of scissors, cut the clumped clothes, and put Tingwu into the whole person. in the tub. Then use soap to wash the unkempt hair again and again. No one knows what Tingwu has experienced along the way. Ting Fang was just serious, cleaning over and over again. The soap flattened, and bubbles formed in Tingwu's hair. Rub and rinse with water. Take out the comb, untie the knot from the bottom up, and comb it little by little.

After a long time, Tingwu's hair became obedient. The dirt on the body is washed and white. Whip marks are interlaced on the skin. Mrs. Jiang's eyes turned red, but Ting Fang couldn't cry anymore. She fell into the memory, and Xiao Qi, who was tied in a double bun, quietly pointed to Ting Yao's bun and said, "Fourth sister, when can I comb my hair like that." ”

"When you grow up."

"How old have you been?"

"A woman is fifteen, and you can comb your hair like that at the age of fifteen."

"Fifteen? It's been a long time. ”

"When you're fifteen, you feel like you're still a kid."

"No, it won't!" Tingwu stuck out his tongue, "Growing up is the best!" ”

Ting Fang didn't think that he would become a prophecy, compared to the upheaval when he grew up, the gentle township when he was a child was intoxicating and unwilling to wake up. wiped Tingwu's hair with a big handkerchief, and called for beans: "I don't know how to comb my hair, you comb her in a beautiful bun, the most gorgeous kind you have ever seen." ”

Douzi silently took the comb and combed Tingwu's hair gently. Cuirong brought in the makeup, and Cuihua carried out the jewelry box. A few girls quietly dressed up Tingwu. The fat powder modified the sick appearance, and Mrs. Jiang found that Tingwu's appearance was not like Tingfang's image. It's beautiful and graceful.

The clothes made of cloud brocade were changed layer by layer, and the jet-black bun was full of golden hairpins. Ting Fang held Ting Wu in her arms again, and when she let go, she would be separated forever. Tingfang was reluctant, from seven years old to ten years old, for three years, Xiao Qi was taken by her. A little bit of a professor, a little bit of watching her grow. The smart little seven, the little seven that everyone loves! Tingfang's throat was swollen and sore, she hated this troubled world, and hated the mad emperor. Her youngest seven is only fifteen years old, and she should be carefree fifteen years old, still a child, so small, so small......

Madame Jiang sighed and silently withdrew. Organized the funeral. In the evening, the mourning hall was erected. Ting Fang carried Ting Wu to the bed, and in the plain white mourning hall, Ting Wu was covered with a brocade quilt, and the smile on the corner of his mouth had not disappeared. Ting Fang looked at it in a daze for a long time, and finally couldn't help but learn to laugh at Ting Wu. pinched Tingwu's face, it was already stiff, and her smile was the last mark she left in the world. It's so cute!

"If there is an afterlife, don't be so heavy-minded. Murder and arson, where are you? After speaking, Ting Fang was silent again. can drift all the way from the capital to Jiangxi, Tingfang knows that Tingwu has 10,000 ways to survive.

It is not limited to selling words, paintings, talents, and even laughter. Thousands of miles, or for ordinary women, it is a long road with no end in sight; But for Tingwu, what is there to fear? Feng Shuang is the name of the White Lady Sect Zhongwang. Dou Hongchang and Su Cheng have long since died, and Feng Shuang's death will make the White Lady Sect fall into endless chaos and fighting. Killing people with salt water shows that they have been premeditated for a long time.

Ting Fang tucked the quilt for Ting Wu, easily saw through the joints, and kicked over King Fu's long-standing headache, you are really powerful! is worthy of my Ye Tingfang's sister!

But you don't have a line that is not like me for half a point, Ting Fang nodded Ting Wu's forehead: "The fourth sister of your family will never die of kindness like you!" ”

The brocade was covered with Tingwu's face, and the kind Xiao Qi parted in this life and goodbye in the next life. I hope that in the bright and clean school, you can witness the glory of your achievements!

In just one month, the situation has changed again. He also said that if he wanted to develop the economy, he would change his face and prepare to ascend the throne. King Fu was a little caught off guard, and the closer he got to that position, the more frightened he became. Negative emotions are pouring out uncontrollably, and the rumors that I once didn't take to heart are constantly replaying in my ears. He felt an indescribable sense of unease. The uneasiness comes from the helplessness of fate, whether he wants to be the emperor or not, it is all up to others. He wanted to force the palace, but he couldn't force it if Ting Fang didn't nod; And at this moment, he wanted to take advantage of the inexplicable chaos of the White Lady Sect to recover Gyeonggi in one go, and Ting Fang pleaded with His Highness to make a decision as soon as possible, and he had to prepare the dragon robe.

Xu Jingchang only had 8,000 soldiers and horses, Jiangsu surrendered without a fight, and because of his might, Zhejiang was recovered by a group of waste wood. King Fu could no longer comfort himself with the queen's teachings, he really wanted to ask: "Xu Jingchang, how strong are you?" ”

Yan Hongxin was also shocked by Xu Jingchang's strength, as King Fu's confidant, of course he knew that only a little more than a month ago, Ting Fang had never thought about the Northern Expedition. He also knew that Xu Jingchang took people to Jiangsu in order to rescue Tingfang. Eight thousand people, Huaiyang, who has tens of thousands of garrisons, is already reluctant, but he never expected that he would take eight thousand people to level Jiangsu! Surrendering without a fight, of course, has the title of the blessed king, but isn't the blessed king the lord of the nine-sided generals? Isn't it just as hard to put in the effort?

At this moment, he believed Chen Fengning's words and believed in the threat of Xu Jingchang and his wife to the country and the system. Regardless of the side, with this ability to command the army, he is not inferior to any general on the nine sides. Xu Jingchang is only twenty-four years old! Talent! Not only can he be in charge of the army, but he is also very profitable. When I was in East Lake, I made a lot of money, and with Tingfang, I was even more like God's help. Running a country is nothing more than soldiers and money. The young and vigorous Xu Jingchang can easily choke King Fu's throat! Yan Hongxin is conscientious and conscientious, and he is running above 10,000 people under one person, who wants to see the face of the little young man and live?

Strangely, the good news that should be celebrated by the whole world, but few people are happy. The saint can't sleep all night, abolish the prince? Just hand over power? He is almost seventy years old, and his life is seventy years old. His hair was pale, his teeth were loose, and his back was bent and straightened. My eyes are also spent, and my ears are a little hard to hear. Reason knows that it is time to give the throne to the rising Fu King. But he had the same strong uneasiness in his heart as King Fu. King Fu, who is about to become an emperor, is afraid of the strength of his subordinates; The old emperor, who was about to die, was more afraid of the destiny of heaven. Xu Jingchang is the child he watched grow up, and it is not easy to get to where he is today. But if you look old at the age of three and have been an emperor all your life, if you don't even have the basic skills of looking at people, you will be usurped a long time ago. Xu Jingchang can have divine help, relying on Ye Tingfang behind him.

The saint rolled over and sat cross-legged on the bed. On the stage, a woman is so strong that she is really just an ordinary man? The saint recalled the past, since he bullied her, bad things have happened one after another. On the contrary, she was reused, and even Mongolia for hundreds of years was beaten into a lost dog by General Zhao Bing. The back of the saint's hand was bulging with green tendons, old and weak. With difficulty, he raised his hand, grasped it, and had to let go. Destiny, I only know when I am old, the destiny is irresistible, and he can't retreat!

The saint thought about it for a long time, but he still didn't want to abolish the prince. He stubbornly clings to his face, and he wants the prince to quit himself. sent a henchman eunuch to the East Palace.

The prince, who also couldn't sleep, received the eunuch, and he felt that the feng shui in the East Palace was really rubbish! There are few princes of the Yan Dynasty who can die well, and his father has also died of his brother. And his brother is all gone! He was seduced by the dragon chair to this day, and it was time to wake up from his dream. The prince sneered, he had finally come to this point, having been unpopular from the beginning; But what about the first prince, who was favored from the beginning? If the unlucky crown prince is in the hands of King Fu, will he really be able to ascend the throne smoothly? It's smooth, can this ruined world still keep him honored?

The eunuch whispered comfort: "Your Highness, the county lord of Donghu is full of small-bellied chicken intestines......"

The prince sneered: "It's as if I'm willing to ask myself to abolish the crown prince, and she can let me go." Change of power, I admit it! But when I die, it is too much to be so humiliated! "The anger in the prince's chest burned! Dear Daddy! Both as a. Son, and stand the archway! The prince felt that he had never been a shameless villain, but he was ashamed of his father. He knew that there was a day, or it would be abolished, or a glass of poisoned wine would be killed, and he was willing to gamble and lose. But he didn't expect that the Holy Lord wanted him to destroy himself! The most hated thing is to threaten him with the county lord of Donghu! Haha, hahaha! Take a county lord with a different surname to intimidate him, when he was born in the royal family today? Good saint, you can always find a thousand reasons, the world is full of evil people, and you are the only one who is a good person!

The prince laughed arrogantly, he finally understood why the eldest brother burned down the East Palace, it was hatred that had nowhere to vent in his heart! He finally understood why the eleventh brother wanted to live outside the capital, because he didn't want to face the helplessness of the dirty villain!

But after laughing, the prince was silent again, the situation is stronger than people, what else can he do? Walking heavily to the desk, he took out a piece of paper and wrote a few words, folded it, and handed it to the eunuch sent by the saint: "Give it to King Fu." "His heart can't be calm, but no matter how angry he is, no one cares. The wrath of the bereaved dog is worthless.

The eunuch didn't dare to look at it, the less he knew about the father-son fighting method of the Heavenly Family, the better.

The crown prince emphasized: "You can show it to the saint, but you must give it to King Fu." ”

The eunuch responded.

The prince waved his hand: "Go back, tell the saint, I know." ”

The eunuch was not sure whether the prince's "knowing" was a promise to abdicate himself, or just "knowing" and lazy action. But he didn't want to delve into it, accompanying the king like a tiger, killing the courtiers or fearing the officials and historians, slaughtering the eunuchs in the palace, and falling on the tip of the historian's pen, it was just a statement that was not painful, not itchy, not bad, not bad. The eunuch quietly withdrew from the East Palace and returned to the Holy Lord. But he kept an eye on it, he didn't read the prince's letter, and he didn't plan to show it to the saint. He decided to hand it over directly to King Fu, because that was the future Son of Heaven.

This night is destined to be unpeaceful, the prince is fighting between heaven and man, the saint is tossing and turning, King Fu is worried, the ministers are planning and planning, and the White Lady Sect in Gyeonggi is fighting to the death!

From the order of the founders of the White Lady Sect, the first three who died should be the left protector Yan Huishang. Bit. But if everything in the world is so reasonable, the White Lady Sect will not exist in the first place. It was precisely when the keen Tingwu saw this that he was willing to risk his life to murder Feng Shuang. If it weren't for Ting Miao's interference, she would have fled to Jiangxi smoothly and would have been Tingfang's right-hand man. Now Fang's soul has passed away, but the consequences of her heavy blow are still fiercely rippling in the White Lady Sect. Yan Hui, who couldn't convince the public, could only slaughter in order to establish his authority. Trying to usurp power, he instigated the people in the sect to fight back. The saint inserted the nails of the White Lady Sect and took advantage of the situation to coax and stir up the bloody rain.

As early as after the founder Dou Hongchang was killed by Yongguo Gong, the White Lady Sect was greatly injured, and many contradictions were just because the people in the middle had nowhere to go and could not bear it. The resentment grew heavier and heavier, and Feng Shuang's death became the last straw that crushed the camel. Small-scale conflicts continued, and finally converged tonight to see who could be the king.

Seeing no prospects, the clever congregational fled one after another. The white lady gave the last bit of silver on her body to the girl and said, "Let's go." ”

The girl looked at the white lady with teary eyes: "Lady, are you really not leaving?" ”

The white lady smiled: "I have a new king, don't worry about me." "She's leaving? Where can she go? It's not like a girl and a family, she is alone, and she goes the same everywhere. She knew that the White Lady Sect would cease to exist tonight, and no matter who won, it would not be called the White Lady Sect again in the future. In fact, since she was used as a plaything by Su Cheng, she is no longer a noble saint. At that time, she realized that Dou Hongchang offered her high, although there was calculation and friendship. The woman who is the king of this and that king is less qualified to be willful than the white lady. She misses Dou Hongchang a little, not because of the love between men and women, but because of the appearance when she first met Dou Hongchang. The amiable Dou Hongchang took her little hand and passed by the bazaar, weighed a little maltose and put it in the palm of her hand. I don't know how to describe the relationship between them, if I have to say it, it's more like a father.

The fighting ground outside shook the mountains, and the white lady supported her chin with her hands, a scoundrel in every way. The days in the backyard are really boring, the rhombic glasses on the table are the relics of Ting Miao, and the white lady doesn't know what happened that night, only that the evil woman who punished her for kneeling on the porcelain piece with the water bowl on the top of the water bowl died a miserable death. After all, she is a white lady, and the believers in the sect are not as pious as before, so it is still easy to move two people. She happily asked someone to throw Ting Miao's body into the river, and finally got revenge. Feng Shuang's remaining concubines giggled with her and threw fragrant rice on Ting Miao's corpse, in order to lure her. Trick more fish into nibbling on them. It's best to let that wicked woman die without a corpse!

A group of concubines who have no tomorrow are just the fun of this idea.

Fighting until dawn, the white lady walked out of the door, kept walking, kept walking, and the corpses were all over the land, and I didn't know where the battlefield was. The white lady stood beside the corpse in white clothes, and finally couldn't hold back her tears. The White Lady Sect established by Dou Hongchang using her to abduct and deceive is gone. These sect members no longer looked down on her after Dou Hongchang's death, but they also supported her at first. Those years of high time were a rare beauty in her life. Everyone was so kind to her. Unexpectedly, people's hearts also changed, and the devout believers turned their faces and became lackeys of others.

The morning sun rises in the east, and the White Lady makes one last transcendence for the disciples who died in vain, and then drags a long shadow and completely disappears into the land of Gyeonggi. No one knows where she went, or even whether she was alive or dead. She seems to come out of thin air, and she seems to disappear out of thin air.

A female streamer can leave a few words in the history books, and this life is in vain!

The palace gate was opened one after another, and the civil and military officials entered the palace in order. Inside. The eunuchs shuttled through the crowd, either from outside the palace on errands, or from the palace. Prepare to go out. A little eunuch galloped on the stone bricks of the court, reached the door and hit the waist card, and then spread his legs and went out. Such little eunuchs who run errands can be seen everywhere, and no one cares.

The little eunuch didn't care whether anyone saw him or not, he just went to the Fuwang Mansion to report the news. Today is a five-day round of pilgrimage, which is much smaller than the annual pilgrimage of hundreds of officials, but it is also more lively than ordinary days. King Fu, who had no reason to go to court but needed to enter the palace to discuss matters, was blocked at the door of the house by the little eunuch.

The little eunuch knelt down on his knees and respectfully presented a piece of tissue paper.

King Fu opened the paper curiously, and the prince's ghost painting talisman that was in the same vein as him appeared in front of him, with only a short sentence: "Eleventh brother, after I die, please let Xinghuai brother live, second brother beg!" ”

At this moment, a dull bell sounded from the direction of the East Palace, and a gust of wind struck, sweeping away the letter paper in King Fu's hand. King Fu looked blankly in the direction of the East Palace, another prince...... Is it dead? 166 Reading Network