Mrs. Hu raised her voice and shouted: "Binghua'er, come in, it's warm in the house." ”

Binghua ran into the house, knelt on one knee at Mrs. Hu, and replied, "My subordinates have come back from inquiring about the news in the palace." ”

Mrs. Hu raised her palm upwards: "Okay, get up and say, sit on the edge of the brazier to warm up." ”

Binghua obediently sat next to the brazier, her back straight, and said: "The eldest princess's personal grandmother told the slave maid that the prince of King Jing threw two iron hemp thunderbolts and blew up the Jinluan Palace. The eldest princess was fine, and when the horse saw Ma Leizi, he pulled the eldest princess back. ”

"What about the emperor? Is there something wrong with the emperor? Who is on the Golden Luan Palace? Mrs. Hu hurriedly stretched out her head and asked.

Binghua said: "The specific grandmother didn't say it, only said that King Ping, King Jin, and King Yue forced the emperor to take the throne." As for which prince the Zen position was given to, none of the three princes would give in. During the quarrel, King Jing threw Ma Leizi. ”

Mrs. Hu frowned and was silent, it seemed that she had to wait for the eldest princess to leave the palace before she could know the specific situation in the palace.

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It is said that Zhao Qinghong's servant got a grenade from Chang'an, and rode all the way from the palace to the small corner gate to transport the night incense into the palace.

He couldn't ride a horse in the palace, he almost ran out of breath all the way, entered the Jinluan Hall from the corner gate where the main hall slaves entered, and hunched all the way to the ground, and quietly got behind the master, panting and putting the grenade into the master's arms.

Zhao Qinghong saw two black bumps, and knew that this was Tie Ma Leizi, his hand shook in shock, and the two grenades were thrown out by him.

The little guy fought the last internal force and flew to pick up the grenade.

King Yue is standing in the center of the main hall to lay out the facts and reason. He is the most powerful and deserves to sit on the throne. was distracted by two heavy objects falling to the ground, and turned his head to look at Zhao Qinghong.

King Ping slanted the corners of his mouth to listen to King Yue, but he wanted to see if he had already entered the palace, and whether the throne still required the young emperor to sit down. With two bangs, King Ping frowned and looked at Zhao Qinghong.

King Jin is very disdainful, at this time, giving up the throne is equivalent to handing over his net worth and life, today is to fight with King Yue in the Jinluan Palace, and he will fight to the end.

Hearing the sound, King Jin was startled, and his eyes swept sharply towards the two black iron bumps. Seeing that it was Zhao Qinghong's little servant who flew to pick it up, he looked at Zhao Qinghong with anger in his eyes.

The young emperor was already shocked when he sat on the throne, if he hadn't been sitting, he would have collapsed on the ground. Hearing the sound, the young emperor leaned back in fright, and his body quickly slid down to the seat.

Zhao Qinghong took the black thunder that didn't sound, and laughed at everyone in the hall: "Slippery hands, slippery hands, you go on, go on." ”

After Liao Yuma saw the two grenades, he reached out to pull the eldest princess, their position was close to the emperor, and they could retreat directly to the side door of the Jinluan Palace.

The little guy whispered to Zhao Qinghong, explaining the usage of Ma Leizi. Liao Yu stood up with the eldest princess in his hand, and saw Zhao Qinghong take out the fire fold and blow and play.

Liao Yuma quickly retreated with the eldest princess in his arms, standing in the side door, watching Zhao Qinghong pull open the ring and light the fuse of a grenade.

He hugged the eldest princess and turned around and walked out of the Jinluan Palace, running under the high platform regardless of it.

The series of movements of the colt is less than five seconds in modern times.

Zhao Qinghong rolled the grenade out with his hand, and there was a gurgling sound, with the scene of his hand slipping just now, no one cared about what kind of trouble this cheap nephew was like.

The grenade rolled out, Zhao Qinghong flew back, leaned against the side door and asked the little guy: "Squib?" ”

The little guy said, "I haven't played with this thing minion!" ”

Zhao Qinghong immediately lit the lead of another grenade, picked up the inside, and smashed the grenade on the grenade that seemed to be dumb with great precision.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the muffled sound of metal striking was followed by a loud bang, and two grenades exploded at the same time.

Zhao Qinghong was swept out of the hall by the air waves, patting the dust and sawdust on his body, and muttering: "Liao Ling said that this thing has been studied for five or six years?" ”

The little guy sat on the ground with a sluggish face, from the time he picked up the Ma Lei Zi and handed it to the master, to the time he overturned the Jinluan Palace, he didn't finish reading the ten numbers in his heart, and this was the end?

"The loss is the life-saving thing in Fang Wenrui's hand, there is no squib! This thing should be studied and studied, and when it will be fried, it will not be accurate, and if Lao Tzu is late, what he wants is Lao Tzu's life. Zhao Qinghong stomped his feet and complained very dissatisfied.

The little guy relieved himself and began to find abuse, "Master, Fang Gongzi said that he was saving his life, and when it came to the critical moment, he couldn't run fast as a scholar, so he naturally fought to the end!" ”

"Get out of here, you all die together, you haven't lived enough!" Zhao Qinghong kicked at the little guy and realized that there was something wrong with his feet.

The little guy felt that the strength of this kick was a lot lighter, rubbed his buttocks and asked, "The master pities the little one today, and he is reluctant to work hard?" ”

Zhao Qinghong shook his legs, bent down to check himself, stood up straight and took the little guy again, this time with the right strength, and kicked the little guy to the ground.

"It's okay if the master is fine!" That's right! It was this momentum, the master didn't seem to have injured his leg, and the little guy slowly got up and rubbed to the master's side.

At this time, there was finally a sound from the Jinluan Palace, some people screamed, some people wailed, and some people shouted that the emperor, the prince, was in a mess, and it was impossible to distinguish who was dead and who was alive.

Zhao Qinghong said with a ruffian face: "See, the slave can live better than the master." ”

"Look at what the master said, this is the Jinluan Palace, the slave has to stand five steps behind the master, and the rules can't be messed up, don't you say?" The little guy reached out to help the master straighten his hair and gently patted the sawdust off the master's head.

Zhao Qinghong asked: "Guess, what is the emperor like now?" ”

The little guy asked, "The little one goes in and has a look?" ”

Zhao Qinghong squinted his eyes, looked at the burning Jinluan Palace, took two steps back and leaned against the white jade guardrail on the lower platform, looking at the bustle, and said, "Wait a while, let's take a look." ”

The little servant stretched out his hand and pointed behind the master, "Master, the eldest princess and Liao Fuma are below." ”

Zhao Qinghong slanted the corners of his mouth and chuckled: "I still have to trouble my aunt and grandmother in this matter, she is fine." ”

The side door could not see the main entrance of the Jinluan Palace, and when the little servant found that there were attendants running in the square below, he hurriedly told the master that someone from the Jinluan Hall had run out.

Zhao Qinghong went down the steps, walked to the eldest princess, and greeted him very well.

"Brother Hong'er doesn't have to be polite." The eldest princess stretched out her hand and helped Zhao Qinghong. When I stretched out my hand, I realized that my hand was still shaking.

Zhao Qinghong stood up straight and asked, "It's okay if Grandma is fine." What should my aunt and grandmother do about today's events? ”

The eldest princess said coldly: "Haven't you already calculated it?" Why bother asking Hongu? ”

"My nephew and grandson are stubborn, just a plaything given by a friend for fun, but I didn't expect this cannon battle to be a little louder." Zhao Qinghong had an under-pumping expression and smiled hehehe.

The eldest princess chuckled and said: "You children are playing, you never know the severity, this time you were shocked by the holy driver, it's okay if you have nothing, how good is it if there is something?" ”

Zhao Qinghong pointed his finger to the Jinluan Palace, "Auntie, today's three kings and Qingjun are on the side, forcing the palace Jinluan Palace, and the nephew and grandson are coerced, and they only bring one entourage with them when they enter the palace!" ”

Liao Juma said: "Yes! The three kings forced the palace to rebel, and the prince of King Jing saved the car. ”

The eldest princess looked at the sky and sighed: "The royal brother passed on the throne to the imperial grandson, the palace used to think that the imperial brother was confused, but now it seems that the imperial brother knows the princes too well, and it is not a weapon!" ”

Zhao Qinghong answered: "That is, after plotting in Tongzhou for so long, the army has entered the palace, and who sits on the dragon chair has not been discussed, and I don't know what they are doing!" ”

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