Ningwangfu.

Early in the morning, before dawn, it was dark and gloomy, and a scream broke the silence.

A maid looked at the courtyard in horror, her legs were weak, she fell to the ground, and kept struggling to retreat, like a ghost.

The garden used to be orderly and beautiful, but now it is like a Shura field.

The corpses were stacked layer by layer, the stumps and legs were broken, the internal organs were messily sprinkled everywhere, blood was splashed, brains were sprayed, mixed together, staining the land red, exuding a strong smell of blood.

Among them were black-clad masked killers, as well as many servants and guards in the palace.

At a cursory glance, there are at least a hundred of them.

What happened last night?

The maid's face was pale, and she looked at this scene in horror, her face was dull, and she was obviously frightened out of her soul.

"What's wrong?"

A few maids who came to hear the news suddenly saw it and couldn't help screaming.

The bold ones can still support a little, and the gastric juice is surging, so they bow their heads and vomit.

The timid face turned pale, and as soon as his eyes were closed, he fainted,

Zhou An strode with a tired face, followed by dozens of domestic servants.

"Hurry up, clean up."

"Yes."

Zhou An took a deep breath, his face was extremely gloomy, he glanced into the courtyard, even if he saw more killing, but the scene in front of him still shocked him.

You know, this is Ning Wang's Mansion!

King Ning has been deeply cultivating Jinling for many years, and he has been shocked in all directions, but he has encountered such a large-scale attack and killing!

It's just rebellious!

Last night, waves of masters attacked, and the palace was caught off guard, causing the palace to suffer heavy losses.

In terms of the palace guards alone, more than 50 people died, and many masters who sat in the palace fell.

This battle made the palace rumored and everyone was in danger.

After Zhou An gave the order, he stepped into the inner hall.

In the main hall, there were more than ten people sitting, except for King Ning, Xu Ziyi and Xu Zifeng, father and son, the rest were important members of King Ning.

"Lord Wang, everything has been taken care of." Zhou An came in and bowed his hand.

"Good work." King Ning said in a deep voice. "You had a busy night last night, so let's go down and rest first."

"Whoa." Zhou An lowered his head and slowly retreated.

"Lord Wang, this matter must not be taken lightly." The one who spoke was a big man, with a rough face, a messy beard, and an extremely loud voice. "Storming the palace, this is a big crime, no matter who it is, it can't be spared."

The atmosphere in the field was a little solemn, and when everyone was secretive about last night's events, they couldn't help but be angry.

It seems that King Ning's Mansion has become the target of everyone overnight, anyone can attack and kill, and King Ning is not in the eyes at all.

Chang Dao, the Lord worries about the humiliation of the ministers, and the Lord humiliates the ministers to death.

In this way, how is King Ning different from being humiliated?

"Father, this wind must not be tolerated, if it is not stopped, I am afraid that there will be no peace in the palace in the future." Xu Ziyi's face was heavy and he said.

In the past few days, Jinling City has been mixed with dozens of forces, large and small, making Jinling rumors and dark tides surging, how can Ning Wangfu not hear the rumors.

It's just that, to everyone's surprise, they were so unscrupulous, sending dead soldiers and killers to kill directly into the palace.

Obviously, their purpose is the secret of the travelogue!

"Wealth is tempting, this king underestimated these people." King Ning stood up and couldn't help sighing.

"Your Highness, the minister has ordered 3,000 troops, and he can be transferred to Jinling today to ensure the peace of the king's mansion."

"There's General Law." King Ning furrowed his brows, and a cold glint crossed his eyes. "Ziyi, when will Zhao Yihuai come to Jinling?"

Xu Ziyi shook his head and said, "Back to my father, Zhao Yihuai will not come to Jinling this time." ”

"Not coming?" King Ning asked sideways, his tone a little cold.

Xu Ziyi nodded, a joke crossed his eyes, and said, "He was probably afraid of leaking the news, but he sent his two sons and daughters to Jinling." ”

King Ning snorted coldly, "Zhao Yihuai, an old fox, was greedy for life and afraid of death, hiding in the deep mountains and old forests and refusing to come out, so he let his children charge forward and die for him. ”

"That's fine, when you get the treasure, you will sweep all the nets, and those who watch my Da Xu, how can you let them survive in the world!"

"Contact them as soon as possible, if you delay it for a long time, I'm afraid that the night will be long and dreamy."

"Yes." Xu Ziyi said. "Father, what should we do now?"

"I've been silent for a long time, it's time to move my muscles and bones and show off my fangs."

The eyes of the people in the hall lit up, and they couldn't help but feel a little happy.

"Father, just kill the chickens and make an example of the monkeys, if you make a big deal about it, I'm afraid it will not be easy to get out." Xu Zifeng said with a frown.

"Second brother, everyone has bullied us, if we don't fight back, can we let them do whatever they want, where will this place the palace and the father and king?" Xu Ziyi heard it and immediately came out to object.

King Ning's eyes froze, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he said meaningfully: "There is no need to be so troublesome, otherwise, someone will be disappointed." ”

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After dismantling the thread, Ye Qiange wanted to go to the ground, but was restrained by Xu Yichan, and ordered him to recuperate for two or three days, so he pushed the wheelchair to the side of the bed again, staring at Ye Qiange with cold eyes.

Ye Qiange blinked his eyes, revealing a pitiful look, but Xu Yichan was indifferent from beginning to end, still staring at him coldly.

I throw in the towel.

Ye Qiange was not Xu Yichan's opponent at all, and after only a few breaths, he was defeated, and he sat back in a wheelchair in a daze.

Anyway, after sitting for so many days, it would be okay to sit for two more days.

comforting herself like this in her heart, Ye Qiange felt that Xu Yichan had been asking about him one by one, no matter how big or small it was, and she often crossed him over to help him make claims.

This made him very awkward and at the same time, he felt a little strange.

After lunch, Xu Yichan started to deal with the twists and turns, but seeing that Ye Qiange had nothing to do, she threw a book to him and said, "You can stay here and read." ”

Then without waiting for Ye Qiange to refuse, Xu Yichan lowered her head and carefully reviewed it.

The corners of Ye Qiange's mouth twitched, and he looked at the book in his hand, which was called "The Mean", almost messy in the wind.

When I opened it casually, I saw it all over the place, and I felt that my brain couldn't help but hurt.

Classical Chinese has its subtleties, every word is beautiful, every sentence is proverbial, if you look at it quietly, you will often be amazed by the artistic conception expressed in a few words.

This is the attraction of ancient texts.

The disadvantage is that it is too difficult to read, extremely difficult to understand, not only need to bite the words of Wenjue, but also interspersed with some allusions from time to time.

Ye Qiange's ancient literary foundation is acceptable, and the mean is only more than 3,000 words, which is not large, but it is not an overnight achievement to read it thoroughly.

He read very slowly, word by word, deliberate, and gradually plunged into it, bowing his head slightly, sometimes praising and praising the philosophy expressed in the book, sometimes meditating, racking his brains for the meaning of the words in the text.

Xu Yichan raised her eyes and saw him quietly staying aside to read, the corners of her mouth curled slightly, and she felt quiet and peaceful for no reason.

"If you don't understand anything, you can ask me, and I will teach you."

Ye Qiange looked up and saw Xu Yichan flashing with beautiful big eyes, staring at herself quite interestingly.

Ye Qiange was vigilant in his heart, as if he had seen the scene when the empress taught him word by word.

couldn't help but swallow his saliva, quickly shook his head, and said, "This article is relatively simple and easy to understand, and there is no need for Your Majesty to bother teaching." ”

"Oh?" Xu Yichan couldn't help but have a slight smile on her face, and said, "In this case, I will test you for the school." ”