Three months after Jiang Qiwu's burial, Jiang Hou, who was imprisoned, ushered in the day of beheading. They paraded through the streets for two full hours, and were immediately beheaded at three o'clock in the afternoon.

Outside the execution ground, many people were talking, pointing at Jiang Hou and scolding.

Jiang Hou knelt on his knees, his messy prison clothes hung on his body, his arms were tightly bound behind him by ropes, and a wooden sign was written on his back, with blood red writing on it: No mercy for killing!

But he didn't have a look at all about to fall to the ground, but a sneer on the corner of his mouth, looking at all the crowd pointing at him, as if he was out of the way.

The warden looked up at the sky, reached out and picked up a token from the table and threw it on the ground.

"It's three o'clock in the afternoon, and the execution.5./books//138/

Fate is in front, love is in the back! ”

Like a life-threatening charm, the five big and three thick executioners on Jiang Hou's side raised their broadswords high in both hands, and the sharp blades emitted a trace of cold light under the sun's rays.

On the ground, a sharp arrow shot from outside the crowd, with a sound of "Zheng", the big knife in the executioner's hand fell to the ground, and immediately two masked black-clothed men flew down the execution platform, and in the blink of an eye, they quickly flew down on the roof of the far house with Jiang Hou, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

This change was too sudden, and when the prison officer came back to his senses, there would still be their shadows.

In the Qingxin Palace, Emperor Chunyuan slammed the fold in his hand on the three ministers who were trembling on the ground, and reprimanded sharply: "The floods in the south of the Yangtze River, the imperial court has allocated a large amount of silver to go to the disaster relief, why are so many people still displaced and even starved to death!" How do you manage disaster relief, and what do I want you to do!! ”

The three ministers immediately leaned down deeply, terrified.

"Give me a good look, what the problem is! If I can't find out, I'll take the three of you and ask you for the crime!" Emperor Chunyuan shouted angrily.

"Yes, yes, Weichen obeys the holy decree!"

"Stand down!"

The three of them stood up tremblingly and strode towards the Qingxin Hall as if they were fleeing.

"The emperor dissipates his anger and drinks a cup of tea to moisten his throat." Li Xiuwen on the side hurriedly picked up the tea and sent it to Emperor Chunyuan, Emperor Chunyuan had a dark face, reached out and took the teacup and was about to drink it all. There was another announcement outside.

"Your Majesty, something is wrong!"

Hearing this, Emperor Chunyuan raised his eyebrows again, and said sharply: "Come in and talk back!" ”

When the soldiers outside the hall heard this, they reflexively shrunk their necks, and they didn't dare to walk towards the hall.

"What's wrong!" Emperor Chunyuan said in a deep voice.

The soldier beat a drum in his heart, but immediately said: "On the execution ground, Jiang Hou, who was about to be beheaded, was robbed!" ”

"What!"

With a "bang" sound, the quilt was smashed hard against the kneeling soldier, and a full cup of tea was scattered all over the ground.

"Waste, waste! A bunch of rubbish! Get out, get out of here! Emperor Chunyuan scolded sharply.

The soldier swallowed his cry of pain and limped away as if he had been pardoned.

"Li Xiuwen, it is rumored that the Seventh Prince Chunyuan Lan Xu and the Sixth Prince Chunyuan Lan Mu will meet immediately!!"

"Wow!" Li Xiuwen respectfully accepted the order and strode towards the outside of the hall.

Emperor Chunyuan sat alone on the dragon chair, exuding an atmosphere of condensation and slaughter, and the air in the huge palace was dull and terrifying.

In the middle of the night, the two figures outside the Qingxin Hall walked quickly towards the hall together, without looking at each other.

"The son of the emperor to meet his father!"

Entering the Qingxin Palace, the two of them felt a different atmosphere in an instant, and the scattered teacup fragments and messy twists and turns on the ground were all showing what was happening in the Fangcai Palace. Something roughly they already understand. Just wait for Emperor Chunyuan's orders.

"So, the Seventh Emperor Chun Yuan Lan Xu wears the sword of the Son of Heaven of Mine, and has full authority to track down the whereabouts of the person who robbed the prison, and it must be done within half a month, and as long as the trace is found, there is no need to return, and it can be executed on the spot immediately!"

"So, the sixth prince Chunyuan Lan Mu wears the jade pendant of my dragon pattern, goes down to Jiangnan in person, and thoroughly investigates the whereabouts of the disaster relief money, as long as all the corrupt officials are found to be suspended and investigated, the rebels will be killed, and the Jiangnan flood will be dealt with with by him with full authority!"

The two holy decrees were put into the hands of Li Xiuwen respectively, as well as the sword of the Son of Heaven and the dragon pattern jade pendant representing the emperor's identity.5./books//137/

Mature men rob marriages.

"Erchen will not fail in his mission!"

Chunyuan Lanxu and Chunyuan Lanmu bowed solemnly, and looked up at Emperor Chunyuan, who was frowning, closing his eyes and no longer speaking. Slowly stood up and strode out of the hall together.

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Gu Huafan sat quietly in the small courtyard, and was worried when she heard that Luofu had conveyed these news to her. In my impression, it was the first time that Emperor Chunyuan had such a big temper, and he had never seen him do so in the past. Is it because of the death of the queen? No, no, she didn't think that just for the death of the queen, Emperor Chunyuan, who had always been calm and introverted, would suddenly be so unable to hold his breath.

Because of the death of the queen and a bad mood, and later encountered the corruption of officials in the south of the Yangtze River, the people were not happy. When the criminal minister was robbed of the law place, the emperor became more and more unable to hold his breath, and the appearance that his qi was about to run out, what a perfect appearance!

But others may not know, but she knows it clearly, if the emperor's feelings for the queen were still pitiful in the early years, then the only pity in the past two years has long been exhausted, how could she be so out of control for her? You must know that what an emperor is most afraid of is that his mind is outstretched and being despised by others.

But why is this the case now?

"Sister Fan'er, what are you thinking? I had a gap for a while before I came over to see Sister Fan'er, the time is almost up, I have to go back quickly, the emperor is in a bad mood these days, but the master asked me to be careful! Sister Fan'er, you have to drink the medicine quickly! Otherwise, the medicine should be cold! Luofu picked up the medicine bowl on the stone table and handed it to the ancient painting fan, and as he spoke, he walked away and was about to leave.

Gu Hua fanned back to his senses and saw that he was leaving, and immediately said, "Wait! ”

Liufu stopped in his tracks, walked quickly to the ancient painting fan and asked, "Sister Fan'er, what's wrong?" ”

Gu Huafan frowned, and asked softly: "You just said that the emperor also gave his dragon pattern jade pendant and the sword of the Son of Heaven to the two highnesses, but is it true?" ”

"This is naturally true, how could I lie to Sister Fan'er! What's wrong, what's the problem? Luofoo asked softly.

The brows of the ancient painting fan became tighter and tighter, and his eyes were shocked.

"What's wrong? Sister Fan'er? But the wound hurts again? Or is there something uncomfortable? Don't scare me! Luofoo asked worriedly, reaching out and shaking the arm of the ancient painting fan.

Gu Huafan bit his lip tightly, smiled when he heard the words, and said softly: "It's okay, the wound doesn't hurt." Go ahead, I'll be fine. ”

Luofu looked at him worriedly and did not leave.

Gu Huafan smiled at him lightly and patted his hand and said, "Don't worry, how can I joke with my body." I'll tell you if there's something! Don't worry, it's time for Gonggong Li to scold again! ”

Seeing that her expression was no longer as good as Fang Cai's, Liufu felt a little relieved, and said, "Okay, then I'll go." If you are uncomfortable, you must say that this injury has been recuperated for three months before it has improved slightly, but you can't be sloppy! ”

Gu Huafan nodded, signaling that he didn't have to worry.

Only then did Luofu turn around and leave Congxin Pavilion step by step.

It wasn't until she couldn't see Liufu's figure clearly, the ancient painting fan gently held her forehead and sighed, if she hadn't made a mistake in understanding the emperor's speculation over the years, it would have been as she expected. Then Chunyuan Lanmu and Chunyuan Lanxu have to be very careful this time, extremely cautious.

The emperor has already begun his plan-

She had already thought about it, but she still felt unprepared for such an unforeseen coming.

She can read the game of the emperor's family, but I'm afraid she will never be able to accept it.