Xiao Mansion, Xiao Meng looked at the secret letter in his hand blankly, and did not speak for a long time. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After a long time, Xiao Mengcai let out a long sigh and looked up in the direction of the palace hall, his eyes full of pathos and indescribable sadness.

"Father, what's going on?" Xiao Yanyu looked at Xiao Meng's sad appearance, frowned slightly, and couldn't help but ask worriedly.

Xiao Xiaolong also looked at his powerful father suspiciously, since the morning, Xiao Meng had forbidden them to leave the house, which made the two sisters and brothers who had planned to go to Fang Fang's small shop to taste the food extremely stunned.

Xiao Yanyu was smart, and she could see more clearly than Ouyang Xiaoyi, who was very arrogant, and she could guess that the reason why her father forbade them from leaving Xiao Mansion should be to protect them.

And in the imperial capital, they need to be protected, and there is only one explanation, that is, the emperor is not safe, or ...... It's for the children of these important officials and eunuchs, it's not safe.

"Is the imperial capital in chaos?" Xiao Yanyu's voice sounded like a warbler crying in the hollow valley, and asked Xiao Meng.

Xiao Meng glanced at Xiao Yanyu, the muscles on his face trembled slightly, and he slowly spoke.

"Your Majesty...... Crashed. ”

Xiao Yanyu and Xiao Xiaolong trembled when they heard this, and then their eyes widened suddenly......

Not only Xiao Mansion, but also some powerful and powerful people in the entire imperial capital received this news, and the news of the emperor's death suddenly swept through the entire imperial capital like a tsunami.

A generation of emperors, the Emperor of Changfeng...... Death.

This is an earth-shaking earthquake for the entire Qingfeng Empire.

The situation in the imperial capital was already obscure, and with the death of the emperor, the imperial capital suddenly surged like a dark tide, and the struggle between the crown prince and the second prince for the throne also began to move completely from the dark to the bright.

This can be known from the fact that the magnates of the imperial capital all let their heirs stay in the mansion obediently.

Once the struggle for the throne begins, it is necessary to pull helpers, to support the ministers, and this support is to be fought for by themselves, in order to make the ministers surrender and fight, they need to use some unseemly means, threats, kidnapping...... Do whatever it takes.

On this day, the news of the death of Emperor Changfeng came out, and the crown prince Ji Cheng'an rushed into the palace, and King Yu also quickly whipped up and entered the Daxiong Palace.

After about an hour, the crown prince and King Yu each left the palace, prepared their chariots and horses, and began to wander around the palaces of the ministers, and began to win over.

The battle between the crown prince and King Yu is finally a complete showdown.

......

Zhao Mansion, the residence of Zhao Musheng on the left.

Zhao Musheng, as the left minister of the Qingfeng Empire, has a high status, even if the prince meets him, he has to give him courtesy, which is enough to show his status in the Qingfeng Empire, which can be said to be second only to the imperial protector, Xiao Meng.

Zhao Musheng is not old, and he looks quite strong, but his black and white hair adds a lot of vicissitudes to him.

He sat on the Taishi chair, squinting his eyes slightly, and patting his lower abdomen with his palms raised.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and a figure stepped into the room.

"Father, the child is back. Zhao Ruge wore a brocade robe, stepped into the room handsomely, and saluted Zhao Musheng who was sitting on the Taishi chair quite respectfully.

"How's things going?" Zhao Musheng squinted his eyes and asked lightly.

"Things went well, I didn't miss a beat, but ...... Why did my father send someone to arrest Ouyang Xiaoyi, aren't you afraid of angering Ouyang Qi's madman?" Zhao Ruge looked at Zhao Musheng suspiciously, not knowing why he wanted to wade into this muddy water in this situation.

"Ji Changfeng is dead, he is dead, the pot of soup in the imperial capital is finally going to boil, and to make this pot of soup more flavorful, of course, some spices are needed......" Zhao Musheng opened his eyes, and there was a deep and peaceful atmosphere in those eyes, as if he had a calming breath.

The awe in Zhao Ruge's heart became more and more intense.

"You go down, don't treat that little girl badly, let's just catch that little girl to take the lead, get hurt, then Ouyang Qi will really kill them when the time comes, that old man is a treasure to his granddaughter." Zhao Musheng chuckled.

"Let him go to the prince and King Yu to make a fuss first, and let him stir this pot of soup......"

Zhao Ruge was slightly stunned, and then seemed to understand something, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he nodded and left.

Zhao Musheng looked at Zhao Ruge's departing back and chuckled again.

After Zhao Ruge left the room where Zhao Musheng was, he walked in the Zhao Mansion for a while, and soon came to a room guarded by two five-rank battle kings.

"Look at that girl, she's clever, don't let her slip away. Zhao Ruge said solemnly.

The two war kings nodded solemnly.

Zhao Ruge looked at the quiet room, and the corners of her mouth twitched, "I'm really a little curious, if Boss Bu knows that your girl has been kidnapped...... What will it be, will it be with his iron lumps? That would be interesting. ”

......

In the prince's palace, the prince looked at the old man Ouyang who was standing in the hall with a wry smile on his face, and he really couldn't be angry about this old man.

"Old man, this palace guarantees with his life, and he has never touched a single hair of Ouyang Xiaoyi!" Ji Chengan made a guaranteed gesture to Old Man Ouyang, his face full of seriousness.

If my baby Xiaoyi hurts a hair, Lao Tzu will push your womb!" Old man Ouyang has a bad temper, pointing at the prince's nose is a fierce scolding, and the scolding prince's face is cloudy.

But the prince had no choice but to look at Old Man Ouyang swaggering away with a smile.

Similarly, the old man Ouyang who left the prince's palace went directly to King Yu's mansion and scolded him all the time, and King Yu was also scolded, but he didn't get any news of Ouyang Xiaoyi.

However, the two were scolded by Old Man Ouyang like this, and the original sabre-rattling action was slightly stagnant, and the confrontation was not so blatant.

The old man Ouyang, who returned to Ouyang's mansion, had already lost his domineering spirit of scolding the prince and King Yu, but became a little ugly.

King Yu and the crown prince have never arrested Xiaoyi, who was the girl arrested?

Who in the imperial capital would dare to capture his Ouyang Qi's granddaughter?

Old Man Ouyang thought about it, and finally his mind moved, and a name came to his mind...... Zhao Musheng?!

......

For three days in a row, the customers of Fang Fang's small shop have become very scarce, so little that Bu Fang is a little bored every day, he can't feel the change in the imperial capital, the only thing he can feel is the decrease in customers.

Ouyang Xiaoyi has not been to the shop for three days, and learned from the fat man who comes to eat on time every day that the situation in the imperial capital is very grim today, and the major families are strictly choosing to stand in line.

Because the emperor died, the crown prince and King Yu began a struggle for the throne.

Bu Fang was in the fog of these things, and he didn't have the slightest concept of the so-called struggle for the throne, and after listening to a few words, he walked away in a daze, but the news of the emperor's death still made him quite emotional.

However, in his heart, he was very concerned about the news of Ouyang Xiaoyi's kidnapping, after all, the little girl was still his waiter, and she was a person from his small shop, since she was his buddy, she couldn't be easily bullied.

Bu Fang shrunk on the chair, admiring the continuous falling goose feather snow, the white snow has begun to wrap the entire imperial capital with a layer of silver, which looks very beautiful.

"Step boss, it seems to be very free, it seems that it is the right time to come down. A familiar voice with a mild and somewhat domineering tone sounded.

Zhao Ruge stood at the door of the shop with a smile on his face, looking at Bufang.