Chapter 7 Fenglou
Thinking about it, he thought that this bet could be a dozen.
"Just do as you say."
In an instant, the two of them raised their bows and arrows steadily at the same time, and everyone looked at this scene with bated breath, the gamble of life and death, even if they won, it is estimated that they will not retreat with their whole body, after all, both of them are good at riding and shooting.
The soldiers shouted the trumpet in unison, and when the three characters landed. Just listened, bang, the two of them came out almost at the same time, and there was only one sound.
The people in the hall watched as Meng Fan motionlessly carried the arrow that came from the gallop, and the blood on his shoulder spread like a blooming flower, and then looked at King Qi, when the arrow reached in front of him, he dodged it...... Lost!
"Taifu!" The prince shouted, his eyes were already moist, looking at the blood slowly flowing from Meng Fan's chest, he was so afraid, afraid that the person would fall down in the next second.
He wanted to push everyone away to Meng Fan's side, but he couldn't push it away, and then the tears that he had endured for a long time suddenly welled up in the corners of his eyes, and he began to worry, worried that Meng Fan would no longer be able to chase him with a bamboo plank, and that feeling was extremely uncomfortable.
At this moment, Meng Fan's bright voice echoed in the main hall - "His Royal Highness King Qi, would you like to talk to me?" ”
"Naturally, I won't refuse if I lose to you, I don't know where we can talk?"
"Just by the emperor's side! It's good to have a testimony. ”
King Qi agreed, turned over and dismounted.
When the two of them walked into the room, Meng Fan's face was already pale, dripping with sweat, and King Qi looked at him and asked, "You are not afraid that I will kill you inside, you must know that I have the ability to do this." ”
"But after all, you are the king of Qi, you shouldn't do such a dirty thing, Weichen believes you." As she spoke, she walked in front of her, facing her entire back completely against King Qi.
King Qi laughed and followed.
The candlelight was blown by a breeze, and it was dark and indescribable, King Qi gently glanced at the emperor who was locked in the coffin, and his face was suddenly not so unruly, Xu is emperor was very good to him, and he always felt a little emotional.
Meng Fan held the coffin firmly with one hand, and said with a forced smile: "Weichen knows that King Qi is not a thing in the pool, but today I have seen it, but Meng Fan feels that what you have done is particularly inappropriate." ”
"What's wrong? It's not possible to get you and the prince out together, so it's not appropriate? King Qi spoke bluntly, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, he didn't like Meng Fan in the first place, because Meng Fan was a civil official who participated in sending his son as a hostage in the early years, so he was bent on wanting Meng Fan to die, so as to avenge his son who was worse than dead in the enemy country.
However, the King of Qi knew that the Meng family army was well-trained, and Meng Fan's own kung fu was also very famous in this abyss, and the secret guards sent by the King of Qi were never able to attack Meng Fan, and sometimes the bones were left blindly.
Therefore, in his heart, Meng Fan is a fierce opponent and must be eliminated.
"Of course not, the monarch should be far-sighted, what do you think you can get by getting rid of me and the prince today?" Meng Fan suppressed his throat and said, "The throne? Or am I Meng Jiajun, or the world? ”
King Qi was just about to speak, but Meng Fan preemptively said, "You can't get anything!" ”
"Eldest son Meng!"
"King Qi is angry, Meng Fan must have a reason for Meng Fan. Just listen to me. ”
Later, Meng Fan listed three things that explained the inappropriateness of King Qi......
First, if the crown prince is removed, he will be given a cruel name, and the people will not return.
Second, if Meng Fan is removed, the Meng family army will rebel and the lives will be ruined.
Third, this is a seizure of power, and there must be good deeds who rebel in the name of eliminating treachery.
After Meng Fan finished speaking, her face was already pale like rice paper, and it seemed that she was about to scatter when she poked it, but she still smiled and asked slowly: "I don't know what His Royal Highness King Qi thinks?" ”
King Qi pondered for a while, then raised his head and smiled: "Let's listen to you, what should I do?" ”
"It is okay to ascend the throne, and leave the prince in the current prince, in order to show the heart of His Royal Highness the King and benefit the people, so that the prosperous monarch can be passed on for hundreds of generations." When the last word came out, her white clothes were already drenched eagle red, and her hand couldn't help but help it up, only to see that the arrow was shining with silver light, and there was a little blood that was about to coagulate.
King Qi nodded silently and asked, "Sure enough, he is a Qilin talent, and he is a master of talking and doing things." ”
Meng Fan smiled, and pressed one hand on a secret place in the coffin, King Qi took a few steps back and pulled out his sword and shouted, "What? ”
At this time, the jade seal slowly moved out.
"Weichen see Xinjun!" When Meng Fan knelt on the ground, he was already in a trance.
King Qi's laughter surrounded her ears, and when she fell down, she only heard Gu Zhikai's heart-rending shout, a Taifu, and then I don't know who carried her and ran for a long ......, and a drop of salty tears fell on her face.
Meng Fan only remembered that when she woke up again, Meng's mother was crying and lying on her bedside, and Uncle Meng's Amitabha Buddha on the side recited for a long time, she opened her eyes in pain, only to see that the doctor who had been following her was in trouble, scratching her head and saying to her mother: "Eldest princess, I can't cure this injury, the arrow is close to the heart, this accidentally Prime Minister will die, or ......"
Before the man finished speaking, he was masked by Meng's mother's cry, and at this time, the general of the Meng family was escorting a man in colorful clothes to walk in slowly.
The man was dressed in light pink, the jade crown was lightly buttoned, the eyebrows and eyes were full of grace, and the slender tin white fingers were a little more charming than the woman.
And as soon as the man came in, Uncle Meng was uncomfortable, looked at Meng Fan in a trance, although he couldn't bear it in his heart, but he still couldn't help but say - it's all at this time, and he is still thinking about this demonic man, if it is really ......, he looked at the people around him silently stopped talking, and left angrily.
Mother Meng got up and glanced at the man slightly, not as excited as Uncle Meng, and said lightly: "Fenglou, my family's mortal body?" ”
"Aunt doesn't need to say it anymore, Fenglou knows." He always kept his head down, it was not modesty, but his courtesy, because the pavilion had always had a low status, and even the eunuchs in the palace were one level higher than him.
Meng Fan's slightly opened eyes kept staring at the man, and then he said in an almost dumb voice, "Why are you here?" ”
Feng Lou suddenly smiled and said: "Today's benefactor is few, so I went to your house to see you, and I can't rest assured when I learn that you are like this." When he talked about his benefactor, the corners of his eyes were inexplicably nervous, because tonight was his first listing, the first time he was happy, and he had never felt how he felt before? Today, it became clear that his identity was just a plaything.
Meng Fan was a little excited when he heard this, and his hand suddenly raised and said, "Who promised it!" but he rebelled against my will. After saying that, a violent pain knocked her out, which was really reckless.
Feng Lou smiled, and slowly held Meng Fan's arrow near his heart in his hand, he touched it slightly, and the blood gushed out with no end, seeing this scene, he felt distressed for unknown reasons.
But it's okay, it's good that she's survived until now, but she can't let go of anything, so obsessed. Her clothes were stained red, but she could still smile at the pain.
Feng Lou smirked, and then helped her treat her wounds, but just half an hour passed so slowly, the man in the yellow robe outside the house had asked several times - how is it, is there something wrong?
"You can come in and see her, it's all right." Feng Lou said, picked up the black gauze on the side and wrapped his face, and floated out.
When he left, Yue Zhengming, his pace was extremely slow, and he always thought about how good it would be if he could go back to his childhood......
But now he is always a little guy who plays music and seeks pleasure, isn't he?