Feng Yi was stunned for a moment, he just asked casually, but he didn't expect such a big thing to happen in this short day. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

With Jia Xu here, how could Dong Zhuo be greedy for merit? And the losses are quite large?

Could it be that Dong Zhuo didn't listen to dissuasion?

In addition, Cai Yong was actually put in prison, which ......

"Why did Cai Shilang contradict the saint?"

"I heard that the saint wanted to build a new palace, Cai Shilang thought that it would be a waste of money to work the people and money, so he spoke out to dissuade him......"

The general said it implicitly, but Feng Yi understood it.

It's just that Feng Yi is still a little puzzled, Cai Yong is a decent person, but he still has a few close friends in the court, how could he be imprisoned so easily?

"There is no one in the court to intercede for Cai Shilang?"

"The two generals Lu Zhi and Huangfu Song are difficult to protect themselves, and General Zhu Jun is fighting abroad, and there are few people with extraordinary status in this court who intercede with Your Majesty......"

Feng Yi immediately reacted.

He almost forgot that Lu Zhi and Huangfu Song were not effective in fighting, and they were both ordered to reflect at home, and Zhu Jun was cleaning up the remnants of the yellow turban in the south;

There are only a few people who have a heart-to-heart with Cai Yong, and these three people are not in the court, so naturally few people are willing to make Emperor Han Ling unhappy for Cai Yong.

Cai Yan's girl should be crazy at this time, right?

Feng Yi couldn't help but scratch his head in some distress, do you want to save Cai Yong?

After thinking about it again, Feng Yi still decided to pull Cai Yong a hand.

First, Cai Yong himself is a knowledgeable bachelor, and his influence among scholars is very great.

If you can take this opportunity to pull him to Wuji City to work for yourself, the benefits will be great;

Second, Cai Yan's girl made him very pitiful, and he couldn't see Cai Yan sad and miserable because of this.

Thinking about it, Feng Yidang turned around and walked in the direction of the palace.

Emperor Ling was already indebted to himself, and Dong Zhuo was newly defeated, and seeing that the Yellow Turban was unstoppable, in this case, he could only suppress the Yellow Turban by relying on himself.

Does he Ling Emperor dare to agree to his plea?

However, just in case, when he arrived in front of the Forbidden City, Feng Yi let Dian Wei enter the Yin Yang Ring, leaving only Xu Chu and the thirty Ziwei who had just been released to follow.

In case that Spirit Emperor suddenly went crazy, he didn't want to be imprisoned without a defense.

At this time, the palace gate of the Forbidden City was closed, and although the palace wall of more than 30 meters high was not as good as the outermost city wall, it was also majestic.

The palace walls are brightly lit, and the armor is majestic and elite.

As more than thirty figures appeared in the firelight in front of the gate, a loud shout suddenly sounded.

"Who's coming?"

"Champion General Feng Wuji has something important to do with the Son of Heaven, so don't you open the palace gate quickly!"

A purple guard replied in a deep voice.

Wind Wuji?

Hearing this name, there was a slight commotion on the palace wall.

Now, who doesn't know the prestige of the champion general?

"It turned out to be a champion general, and it was humble!

However, unless it is decreed by the Holy Order, no one is allowed to enter the palace at night!

Therefore, if General Lao Feng is waiting outside, His Majesty will immediately send a flying horse to report to the Holy Lord! ”

The man who had asked before spoke again, his tone a little softened, but his attitude was still very resolute.

Feng Yi nodded slightly, and the purple guard immediately replied: "Then move quickly, the general is busy with official business, but he doesn't have much time to spend here!" ”

"No! Humble this is the Son of Heaven! ”

The Imperial Palace, and the Hall of Huan.

Emperor Ling seemed to be very fond of this place, and spent at least twenty days in a month staying here at night.

After Zhang Rang served Emperor Ling to rest quietly in the cold spring, he was about to return to his mansion when a chamberlain suddenly rushed in.

The chamberlain looked at the Spirit Emperor who was closing his eyes as if he was sleeping, but he swallowed the words just about to speak.

Zhang Rang frowned slightly, raised his hand and beckoned the man and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?" ”

"Lord Chang, the champion general Feng Wuji said that he has something important to ask to see the saint!"

The chamberlain hurriedly replied respectfully.

Zhang Rang was stunned for a moment, Feng Wuji is here? What did he come to do?

When he was thinking about whether to wake up the Spirit Emperor, a muddy and lazy voice came from the side.

"Pass him in."

Zhang Rang looked back, but it was the Spirit Emperor who opened his mouth, but the Spirit Emperor still closed his eyes and did not open them.

"Yes!"

The chamberlain hurriedly bowed down to receive the order, and then kept his posture until he retreated to the door of the temple, and then straightened up and walked outside.

"Father, what do you think Feng Wuji is doing here, and what is the matter?"

After a few breaths, the Spirit Emperor suddenly spoke again.

Zhang Rang thought for a while, and then replied respectfully: "It should be for the purpose of recruiting and suppressing the Yellow Turban Thief Army."

Dong Zhuo's new defeat, Feng Wuji must have felt the pressure from it.

And His Majesty's task is very arduous, and Feng Wuji thinks it is difficult to do, so he wants to ask His Majesty's permission to relax the time limit and requirements. ”

The Spirit Emperor bowed his head slightly and said, "I think the same way.

However, he Feng Wuji wants me to relax the conditions, which is wishful thinking!

With such a plan to kill birds with one stone, I don't want to be beaten with chickens and eggs. ”

Zhang Rang frowned slightly, and said with some concern: "If Feng Wuji refuses to send troops to quell the bandits, what should I do?" ”

Spirit Emperor Huo Ran opened his eyes, and said angrily with a cold light in his eyes: "He dares!" As a dog, you must have the consciousness of a dog!

I can make him a supreme minister, or I can make him powerless overnight!

I don't believe it, I have thousands of people, and without him, Feng Wuji can't pacify the bandits! ”

Zhang Rang's eyelids jumped slightly, but he bowed his head slightly and stood to the side quietly, no longer speaking.

Feng Yi rode the carriage all the way to the front of the Hehuan Palace, and this was the first time he had entered the palace.

Along the way, there are strange palaces of various styles, flowers and trees are all magnificent and neat, and the guards are tightly patrolled and can be seen everywhere.

After getting out of the carriage, Xu Chu was stopped outside the hall, Feng Yi was not angry, and ordered Xu Chu to wait outside, and then entered the main hall under the guidance of the inner attendant.

Warm fragrant nephrite, Yao song and swallow dance, misty and fragrant.

This is about six or seven hundred square meters with the Huan Palace, one side of the hot spring heat wave, one side of the cold spring cold habits.

The path was sprinkled with all kinds of fresh flower petals, and hundreds of delicately dressed and transparent palace maids with bare white and lovely feet roamed back and forth on it.

And at this moment, there is a figure on the edge of the cold spring, leaning against the cushion and closing his eyes and pretending to sleep;

The five or six palace maids around were rubbing their legs and feet, or beating their shoulders and backs, or feeding with warm wine, which was really a good enjoyment.

Although he only glanced at it roughly, such a glamorous scene still made Feng Yi sigh secretly and feel unhappy for a while.

Such a bastard who only knows how to enjoy the survival of the country should die early and be happy!

was full of slander in his heart, but Feng Yi did not show the slightest trace on his face.

Strode to the cold spring, glanced at Zhang Rang, who was standing quietly, and then bowed slightly to the person in the cold spring and hugged his fists:

"Minister, the champion general Feng Wuji, see the saint!"

Unexpectedly, the man still had his eyes closed, as if he was in a deep sleep, and did not react in the slightest.

Feng Yi waited for three or four breaths, but seeing that there was still no reaction, he simply put down his hands and straightened his waist.

Want to give him a kick? Hehe, we're not the kind of elm pimple, you're thinking too much!

"Who's making a noise here? There are also loud footsteps, could it be that you want to scare me? ”

Soon, the Spirit Emperor finally spoke slowly.

This voice was different from when he talked to Zhang Rang before, and it was full of majestic momentum and flavor at the moment.

Feeling an invisible momentum acting on him, Feng Yi suddenly frowned slightly.

Although this momentum is not very powerful, it has its own majesty and pressure.

What's going on? Could it be that Emperor Cheng Ling is also a master who hides deeply?

It shouldn't be possible, if the Spirit Emperor was a master, he wouldn't die so easily.

Zhang Rang hurriedly replied: "Your Majesty, it was the champion general Feng Wuji who came to see you, and I just gave you a gift." ”

"Wind Wuji? Oh, it's him, no wonder he's so unscrupulous. ”

The Spirit Emperor opened his eyes slightly and asked in surprise, and then the corners of his mouth pulled slightly.

Feng Yi's eyes were slightly cold, Emperor Ling was scolding himself for being a reckless man who was brave and unscrupulous, and did not know how to educate and etiquette!

This bastard really thinks he's a green onion!

"The minister is a warrior on the battlefield, and the task of the minister is to kill the enemy on the battlefield, and the footsteps reveal the confidence and determination to win!

The etiquette of those sour Confucian literati, the minister has no time to study.

If you have that time, you might as well read a few more military books.

After all, my Han Dynasty is in danger at this time, and if you are not careful, the country will be overturned!

For the sake of Your Majesty, for the sake of hundreds of people in my Han Dynasty, it is my duty to do so! ”

Emperor Ling's expression was sluggish, Feng Wuji's words were high-sounding, but he couldn't figure out whether the other party was simply showing loyalty or threatening himself.

"That's it, General Feng has worked hard and made great achievements, and I won't take this little thing to heart.

Tell me, what's the matter? ”

"Qi Sheng, the minister is going to start a big battle with the Yellow Turban Thief Army in the near future, but there is one thing that makes it difficult for the minister to fight the enemy with peace of mind, and I hope that the saint will be gracious!"

Emperor Ling sneered in his heart, and finally came.

However, there was a puzzled look on his face, and he asked curiously, "What makes you so uneasy, General Feng?" ”

"Lord Cai Yong Cai, the squire, has the grace to teach his ministers, and I heard that he was dizzy this morning and offended the saints, and was thrown into prison.

Therefore, the minister wanted to ask the saint for personal favors, hoping that the saint could pardon Cai Shilang, even if he was stripped of his position.

After all, Lord Cai has the grace to teach the minister, and he can be regarded as half of the minister's teacher.

Now that the teacher is in trouble, it is really difficult for the minister to face the enemy with peace of mind;

If this makes my Han lose his troops and lose his generals, he will be defeated and lost, and the yellow scarves will take advantage of this to sweep the entire dynasty, and the ministers will not give up! ”

As soon as Feng Yi said this, Emperor Ling and Zhang Rang on the side were stunned.

They couldn't have imagined that Feng Wuji was only here to intercede for Cai Yong, not for the task.

"General Feng came here specially for this matter?"

The Spirit Emperor still couldn't ask with certainty.

Feng Yi nodded and said, "That's all, I hope the Holy Lord's permission!" (To be continued.) )