Feng Xuan's face was pale, he smashed his favorite inkstone on weekdays, and he felt as if he had made a wrong move as he walked back and forth in the study alone. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The DPRK and China made a fuss because of Xu Jin's words, and the prince has always been at odds with the election, where is he willing to let go of such an excellent opportunity, and he even sent people to publicize it and smear the election, making a fuss.

"Gotta figure figure out."

Xu Jin's two generations of old ministers, loyal to His Majesty's name are obvious to all, and his words are obviously more believable than the election that has been expanding his power over the years.

"Lord Wang, the county lord is ......" Wang Kun hurriedly rushed in from outside the attic, wiping the sweat on his head and his face pale.

"What's wrong again?" Interrupted from thinking, the audition was extremely irritable and turned around impatiently.

"County Lord, she's missing!"

"What? What are you going to do, even a person who fakes his death can't stand it! "Audition was furious.

"It's all that little slut in Bishui! She's missing too! Wang Kun stomped his feet, but he was a little puzzled in his heart, a maid who was also strictly guarded could escape from the palace.

"She?"

"Lord Wang, there must be someone outside to answer her, how can she be a little maid with such ability." Wang Kun said cautiously.

"Yes......" Feng Xuan nodded slowly, now that it happened suddenly, for a while, he was surprisingly calm.

"Wang Kun, you now take my token, go outside the city to dispatch a thousand cavalry, and enter Beijing to listen to orders."

"It's... Rajah! Once the troops are transferred to Beijing, it will be a tear with the prince! Wang Kun was instantly shocked.

"Now there's nothing you can't tear your face into." Feng Xuan sneered, "If you don't let the cavalry enter the capital, Qin Ming will be able to ascend the throne and become the emperor!" ”

"But now, it's not the best time, the prime minister's position is unclear, and there have been rumors in the capital. That's going to war! Wang Kun was so anxious that he was about to jump up, how could he be ruined after years of planning!

"I can't care so much, now that the emperor has just woken up, the crown prince is too eager, and the throne is unstable, maybe it can also be a good opportunity." Wincoming pulled out a black token from his bosom, and the edge of the token was inlaid with a circle of brilliant gold edges, and a golden dragon pattern was carved on it!

"Go ahead, maybe this trick can get a miracle effect."

Wang Kun was in a complicated mood, looking at the token in his hand, he couldn't take a step at all for a while.

"Go, you doubt my judgment?" Windcut narrowed his eyes and looked unkind.

"The subordinates don't dare, so the subordinates will give orders." Wang Kun was startled, hurriedly exited the study room of the wind selection, and hurriedly ran outside the city to give orders.

Palace

The old emperor, who had just woken up and was still recovering his body, slowly watched the snow in the garden, abandoning all the maids around him, and although he was wrapped in a thick cloak, his body still trembled slightly.

"You're standing here one by one, so what's the use of you?" Qin Ming frowned, looking at the group of maids around him and was very dissatisfied.

A group of maids lowered their heads one after another, not daring to look up at the prince's fierce eyes, for fear that the prince would behead them all in anger.

"Humph!" Qin Ming snorted coldly, turned around and walked in the direction of the old emperor, the army left outside the city suddenly moved, this is not a trivial matter, if you don't keep it, you have to borrow the power of the old emperor in order to make it easier to act.

There were scattered small snowflakes in the garden, and the deep winter air was a little chilly, and the cold wind swept through the hair of the two people from time to time, bringing up flakes of snow.

"Father."

The old emperor turned around and looked at the prince who was coming from afar, with indescribable emotions in his eyes.

This son, who has been smart and clever since he was a child, was pinned on by him, and was cultivated as a crown prince wholeheartedly, and he was even established as a prince early on, and he was favored, and even for the stability of his position, even the six princes were slapped by him to forget about the place where Jianmen Pass, but now, this son is taking all this glory as a means, and he turns around and asks him to abdicate!

"What are you going to do?" The old emperor's eyes were cold, as if he was looking at a stranger.

"Father, there is an abnormality in the army of Dingguan Wang Fengxuan stationed outside the city, and the sons need to dispatch the army, otherwise I am afraid there will be chaos." Qin Ming's face was solemn, and the old emperor looked at his expression, and he felt in a trance that what he said was right.

Coming back to his senses, the old emperor smiled self-deprecatingly, what power does he have now, the only thing that is still useful should be the tiger talisman in his hand.

"You want the other half of the Tiger Talisman?" The old emperor was a little powerless, but he didn't want to compromise like this.

"Father, the sons do need the other half of the tiger talisman, otherwise once the wind selection has different intentions, it will be too late to defend it when the time comes." Qin Ming said.

"The other half of the tiger talisman is not in my hands." The old emperor shook his head, and now there is nothing to hide.

"What?" Qin Ming's face changed, not in the hands of the old emperor?

"Yan'er is in Jianmen Pass, where it has not been peaceful, there are soldiers and bandits who are in trouble, and the other half of the tiger talisman is in Yan'er's hands, if you want, you go to him." The old emperor tightened the cloak he was wrapping around his body, the wind was a little strong, and he felt a little cold.

Beckoned a maid casually, the old emperor left the garden with the help of the maid, and walked slowly in the direction of the dormitory, now that I think about it, the garden in winter, there is nothing to appreciate, only a few wisps of cold wind, a few snowflakes.

Qin Ming stood in place and gritted his teeth, he didn't expect the old emperor to have this hand.

Go to Qin Yan? Will he honestly hand over the other half of the Tiger Talisman?

Qin Ming walked a few steps on the spot, and finally had to leave the garden angrily, and came to ask for the tiger talisman with confidence, but he didn't expect it to be in Qin Yan's hands, the most annoying thing is that he didn't know when the old emperor gave it to Qin Yan!

"Your Highness, Wang Kun, a close confidant of the Wind Lord, has already brought a thousand cavalry into Beijing!" Not far away, a thin man hurriedly ran over, and even tripped because he was so flustered.

"Entered Beijing?" Qin Ming's heart trembled, Feng Xuan is a famous general in the southern part of Zhou, leading troops to fight first-class, and he is extremely good at attacking fortifications, and he is just a prince, and everything he has learned since he was a child is all about governing the country, once the war starts, it will be a big disadvantage.

"Half of the Tiger Fu can only mobilize 140,000 troops, and there are only 40,000 soldiers left in the capital, 40,000 soldiers, how can you hold the capital!"

Qin Ming was a little anxious, he thought that there was still time to prepare, who would have thought that the wind selection would actually choose to lead the troops into Beijing at this time!

"I'm going to find my father, the other half of the tiger talisman, I must get it."

Qin Ming hurriedly walked towards the emperor's bedroom, and the thin man followed closely behind, not missing a step.

"You're waiting here." While speaking, Qin Ming pushed open the door of the dormitory, and the maids next to him were so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe, and lowered their heads one by one.

"Father, my son-in-law just learned that Fengxuan has led the troops into Beijing." Qin Ming entered the dormitory and said directly.

"Got it." The old emperor half-leaned on the table, closed his eyes and replied lightly.

"Father, the wind selection has long had the intention of rebellion, and the son hopes that his father will give an order to eradicate the rebellion." Qin Ming bowed solemnly, and his tone was solemn.

"I don't have the strength to do it anymore." The old emperor's voice was vain and weak.

I'm too tired and I don't have the strength.

"Then the ministers will eradicate the rebels." Qin Ming's face relaxed, as long as the old emperor did not interfere and did not show favoritism, then he could let go of his hands and feet.

Exiting the dormitory, Qin Ming waved his hand, and the maid next to him hurriedly retreated, some words were ordered to listen, but there was no life to stay.

"Go to the order, the king of Dingguan led the troops into the city without authorization, intending to rebel, the lord of Rongwei County poisoned His Majesty, and the crime was added to the first degree, and he sent 3,000 defenders of the capital to exterminate him, and no one was left." Qin Ming's tone was cold, unprecedentedly dignified, one wrong step, then he lost the opportunity, and the wrong step.

"Yes!" The thin man threw his hand hard.

"Also, I'll go to the Jingshou Mansion tonight, and let them just send troops."

"Yes! The subordinates are going to give orders! The thin man bowed his hand again and turned to leave.

"Hmph, this capital should also change." Qin Ming looked at the emperor's bedroom behind him and muttered to himself.