Cao Bianjiao pulled out his silver spear, and the horse whimpered and stopped struggling. He was sad and angry in his heart, and a shot swept Zhu Yousong in the chest.

Zhu Yousong fell to the ground, his throat was sweet, a mouthful of blood sprayed on his chest, and he wanted to speak, but he couldn't say a word. I didn't expect that I was a dignified prince, and I didn't die in the hands of Li Zicheng, I didn't die in the hands of Tartars, but I died in the hands of a young general in the court. Zhu Yousong is by no means the opponent of the young general in front of him, fortunately, his life was originally picked up, and he has enjoyed the wealth for a few months, which is worth it.

Cao Bianjiao was attacked by him, he was angry, and hated him for stabbing to death his beloved horse who had been fighting with him for many years, and he was merciless. kicked Zhu Yousong in the chest. Zhu Yousong insisted on keeping his woman just now, he didn't have any martial arts, he couldn't dodge this kick, his body was kicked out a few meters, and he fainted.

Cao Bianjiao thought that he would not die, and he would be eaten by birds and beasts in this barren mountain and wilderness, and he didn't care about him anymore, looked at his beloved horse, and turned around to go back to clean up the mess.

Zhang Yuanhua and the three of them were searching for his whereabouts in Maling Mountain at the moment, and when they heard movement in the direction of Yuejiazhai, they hurriedly came over to check.

Li Qing's eyes were sick, and he saw the corpse of a white horse lying on the ground from a distance, and hurriedly beckoned the two of them over. At this time, it was not yet dark, and when they walked near the white horse, they found Zhu Yousong lying on the ground. Yang Qianming exclaimed: "Look! That's not the king! ”

The three of them walked like flying, rushed to Zhu Yousong's side, Zhang Yuanhua saw Zhu Yousong lying motionless on the ground, hurriedly lay on his chest, and said with great joy: "God is pitiful, the prince still has a heartbeat." The three of them lifted Zhu Yousong together, carried it by Zhang Yuanhua, and went to Xuzhou City.

In Luoyang City, it has become a pot of porridge. Meng Taidong, who was escorted to the capital, had already confessed to assassinating the prince under the interrogation of Dongchang, and also confessed that he was instructed by his uncle, Meng Kangyu, the prefect of Luoyang. The eunuch who announced the decree of the imperial court had not yet arrived, but the news had already reached Luoyang. Governor Meng's family is all finished, and no one dares to deal with him anymore.

In the government, Wang Yinchang jumped like thunder, this little lucky king was a hundred times more domineering than his father. Lao Fu Wang just exploited the people and greedy for pleasure, which was not harmful to the officials of Luoyang.

Wang Yinchang raised a group of staff, and in his spare time, he recited poems against him and appreciated calligraphy and painting. If something happens, help him make plans and make decisions. A long-bearded old man in the staff, seeing that the proprietor was so angry, explained: "My lord, Meng Kangyu can't be saved, and my lord still has to draw a line with him, so as not to be implicated by him."

Wang Yinchang had a cold face and said angrily: "A Meng Kangyu is not a good thing, but this Fuwang lineage was driven out of the capital by our Donglin Party. Fortunately, King Fu has no ambitions, and he came to Luoyang just for pleasure, and he did not commit any crimes with me in the autumn. Who knew that his life would not be long, and King Xiaofu had only succeeded to the throne for a few days, so he stretched out his hand to Meng Kangyu, he wanted revenge.

That Meng Taidong had nothing to do with him, but he had to put him to death, and he didn't even give me face. Isn't his motive revealed? ”

The staff said: "The proprietor is too worried, thinking that the grievances between Emperor Guangzong and King Fu have long been a matter of the previous generation. Now sitting on the dragon chair is the son of Guangzong, and King Fu has also been replaced by King Xiaofu, how old was he at the time, can he remember this grudge? ”

Wang Yinchang spread his hands and asked, "Then you say, why did he frame Meng Kangyu?" ”

"This..."

Seeing that they were speechless, Wang Yinchang was even more upset, and reprimanded: "All go, all go." The staff members took a plead and left.

Wang Yinchang thought and said: I can't sit still, now that this little lucky king has hooked up with Wei Zhongxian, who is in full swing, maybe the next one will harm me, and I have to strike first.

"Come on, prepare a sedan chair, I'm going to Fuwang's Mansion."

In King Fu's mansion, a few days have passed since the appointment with the prince, and the prince has not returned, nor has he sent anyone back to report the news. A dignified prince is like evaporating from the world, and no one can bear this responsibility. Zhao Hong and Lao Shutou sat together, with sad faces.

"Commander Zhao, you should think of a way."

After all, Zhao Hong had led the soldiers, and he would not be as flustered as Lao Shutou when the matter came. He knew the purpose of the prince's outing, but this matter was too big to tell anyone.

"The prince is a vassal king, and according to the law of the country, he cannot leave the fiefdom without permission, so we must not reveal the disappearance of the prince, especially not let the government know." Zhao Hong was afraid that Lao Shutou would lose his square inch and expose the prince's departure from the city, so he instructed in advance.

"This commander can rest assured, the little old man will not be so confused. In the past few days, Wang Yinchang, who has participated in politics, often comes to see the prince, and I deduce that the prince is frightened and does not see the guests. Who knew that he came more diligently, I don't know how to push back, after all, he is a party to participate in politics, and he is a member of the imperial court from the third grade. ”

As soon as the words fell, someone came to report and said: "Shu Chengfeng, Lord Yinchang, who participated in politics, asked to see the prince, and he has been waiting outside the door for a long time. ”

Lao Shutou paused and said helplessly: "Look, here we are again." Zhao Hong also had a big headache, and at this time, a doorman from the palace pushed the door in, stammering and shouting: "It's coming.. It's coming."

Zhao Hong's face was unhappy, and he said in a deep voice: "Knowing that Wang Yinchang is coming, what are you panicking about." ”

Menzi shook his head, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "No, it's the prince who is here." ”

It turned out that Zhang Yuanhua and the three rescued Zhu Yousong, returned to Xuzhou, and found Langzhong, but Zhu Yousong couldn't wake up for a long time. Zhang Yuanhua didn't dare to delay, after all, King Fu had a special identity, bought a carriage, and rushed back to Luoyang overnight. I only hope that the imperial doctor in the good doctor of the Fu Wangfu Mansion has excellent medical skills and can save the prince.

Zhao Hong and the others were overjoyed, and hurriedly asked, "What about the prince?" ”

"Although the prince has returned, he has not only been seriously injured, but he is unconscious, and he is in the Outer Palace Good Doctor."

Zhao Hong turned back to Lao Shutou and said, "You go to deal with Wang Yinchang first, and I will go to visit the prince in the good doctor's office." Although Lao Shutou also wanted to go, thinking of Wang Yinchang's official status, he didn't dare to hang him, so he had to nod and agree.

In the living room, Wang Yinchang was holding a teacup and pacing back and forth. I thought in my heart: Even if King Xiaofu wants to harm me, there is no reason to close the door continuously. Could it be that he is not in the palace? Hmph, a vassal king leaves the fiefdom without permission, even if you collude with Wei Zhongxian, the emperor can't doubt it, this time the people in the palace dare to resign, it must be that he is not in the palace.

As soon as Lao Shutou entered the living room, Wang Yinchang, who had made up his mind, angrily reprimanded: "This official was appointed by the imperial court to guard Luoyang, and it is a matter of course to see King Fu. Now that the prince has never shown up, a group of your subordinates have repeatedly blocked it, isn't it your group of evil slaves who murdered the prince? ”

Lao Shutou was suddenly embarrassed by him, couldn't cry or laugh, and said: "Where is Lord Wang, although we are subordinates and loyal to the prince, the prince is really seriously ill and can't meet guests." ”

Wang Yinchang listened to his old excuses, convinced his speculation, and said aggressively: "Since the prince is sick, it is inconvenient for the official to bother, just look at the prince in the room, right?" ”

"This.." Lao Shutou frowned and said hesitantly.

Wang Yinchang raised his eyebrows sideways and said, "Huh? Lao Shutou had no choice but to agree and led him to the good doctor's office.

In the good medical center, Zhu Yousong was lying on the bed, and a group of Langzhong surrounded him to prescribe medicine. Wang Ye was seriously injured, and everyone didn't dare to be distracted, and everyone didn't even notice that Wang Yinchang came in. Wang Yinchang took a closer look and was shocked, this person was indeed Zhu Yousong, and he was obviously seriously injured. Could it be that Meng Taidong's idiot really did such a poisonous thing? Then his family died unjustly, but he hated Meng Kangyu and deceived me to excuse him.

Wang Yinchang was so frightened that he hurried back to the mansion and ordered him to go down and destroy all the correspondence with Meng Kangyu, and the Meng family was gone.