Dressed in black, a black horse, from the capital to Kangping, the middle 3,000 miles took six days and two days and nights, during which both people were changed and horses were not changed, but people stopped at the post station, and the horses that ran for half a day and a night were foaming at the mouth!

What a good horse, so tired to death. The horseman who called Quan Wu touched the big black horse that was still twitching, and shouted at the door of the post station: "Give the uncle two bowls of soup and rice first." ”

He came from the capital to deliver the letter, and he had to work quickly after the two bowls of soup and rice came to life.

It's easy to send a letter, but it's a secret errand and you can't make a big fuss. Quan Wu grinned and pulled out the meat between his teeth, and took out the land with two legs to find Yicheng.

"I have ten taels of silver here, you can run towards the garrison camp for me, find a person named Liu Ming, and say that he came from the capital when he asks."

Liu Ming's seven people came secretly, knowing that there were very few people in Kangping, as soon as they heard that there were people from the capital, Liu Ming came with his feet.

Quan Wu and Liu Ming met, and with a stick of incense, they left the post station and went to the garrison camp in Kangping.

Kangping is outside the pass for 800 miles, and the big camp here must be strictly guarded at all levels, majestic, but the "Zhonglang General" in the camp is unexpectedly thin and short.

General Zhonglang obviously got a point, and as soon as he saw Quan Wu, he knelt down in the direction of the capital: "Minister Yi Zhiyong, welcome the saint." ”

Quan Wu hurriedly handed the letter he brought to Zhonglang General with both hands.

A thin piece of rice paper carries the meaning of the Son of Heaven three thousand miles away.

Zhonglang read Yi Zhiyong back and forth twice with the letter, and shot Liu Ming with his eyes in his eyes.

Liu Ming had already prepared in his heart, and the content of the letter simply reassured him on the spot, he endured this excitement, "My lord, Your Majesty's handwritten letter is like this, are you still hesitating?" ”

Hesitate!

Can't help but hesitate!

The prince of Zhenwang sent a killer disguised as a Mobei to assassinate His Majesty during the court meeting. And Yi Zhiyong heard the news that His Majesty was humiliated, Mobei couldn't bear it and then assassinated, and the imperial court had already attacked Mobei, and at this time he was intercepting and killing the prince of Zhenwang on the way back......

This matter is too big, and he will not dare to make any decisions lightly.

Seeing him like this, Liu Ming Zhonglang will force a step over: "It's too late for adults to hesitate, tomorrow at the latest, we must order troops." ”

The Son of Heaven order, who dares to disobey?

Invisible pressure came from all directions, and Nakarou tightened his throat.

"Do you have an objection to such an ink, my lord?" Quan Wu interjected without yin or yang, grabbed the letter in Liu Ming's hand into his hand, and handed it to Zhonglang General, "If you have any objections, write it down, and you are still waiting to return to Beijing to restore your life." I just don't know what will happen if adults disobey the holy will. ”

"Your Majesty's submission depends entirely on Zhonglang's efforts, how can Zhonglang have objections?"

Liu Ming snatched the letter back again, gathered it on the lamp and burned it to ashes.

Ay!

Yi Zhiyong had the intention to stop it, but a guard dared to burn the will of the Son of Heaven, and the messenger did not block it, thinking that he didn't want to leave the letter.

He didn't know what he was talking about, but he suddenly understood everything, and bowed in the direction of the capital: "Tomorrow, I will personally lead people to stop it." ”

Liu Ming breathed a sigh of relief for a moment, and half of the anxiety accumulated in the past ten days was gone.

Quan Wucha smiled: "Then I'm not in a hurry to leave, stay and watch the excitement." ”

"My lord—"

Someone shouted outside the house: Emergency military situation. Interrupt them to discuss the rest of the matter.

General Nakaro hurried out.

Liu Ming leaned over and looked out of the door: "What emergency military situation can there be at this juncture." ”

*

The sky was white, and the bell of the noon gate of the capital rang again.

After listening to this thick bell for a long time, I can hear a little artistic conception, but this is too vague for the beard period when she can't eat well and can't sleep, and the long-term mental exhaustion makes her want to vomit.

"Peace."

She couldn't lie down anymore and scrambled out of the bed tent.

"Your Majesty."

Ping An hurriedly took her clothes and put them on her: "Your Majesty can't sleep?" The minion lights the soothing incense? ”

Hu Ziqi waved his hand: "No, let's go with me." ”

She was uncomfortable, but she couldn't say exactly where she was uncomfortable, in short, she was nervous and irritable, and she sent other eunuchs to let Ping'an carry the lantern to follow.

The gray sky and lanterns could not be illuminated, and the sound of dragging footsteps could not disturb the loneliness born of this huge palace.

The beard period walked around at will, and was blown by the cool breeze to feel better, and looked at the high corner tower in front of him: "Where is that?" ”

Ping An looked at her line of sight: "It's Mingguang Palace, Your Majesty." ”

"Mingguang Palace?"

Beard period remembered. He pulled off his cloak and walked towards the corner tower.

Yunding sandalwood is the beam, the crystal jade is the lamp, the Mingguang Palace is the most luxurious palace in the whole imperial city, and the beard period comes for the second time.

She asked Ping An to take down the picture scrolls on the high pavilion one by one.

"I've had them replace these for so long," she sighed casually, "and get a brazier, peace." ”

Ugh.

The scroll was thrown into the brazier, and the sparks came out.

Hu Ziqi sat cross-legged on the ground, no matter how Mars flew, watching Ping An keep throwing the painting into the brazier, and soon there was a pot of ash.

These paintings are the heart of the previous emperor, and they are the collections that have always been treasured in the palace.

How much does this pot of ash have to be exchanged?

But the more she burns her beard, the happier she feels, because she doesn't waste anything, and she is really panicked at this juncture.

She reached out and tossed around the fire.

Your Majesty wants to bake the fire, how dare Ping An let the fire go out, trotted down and moved down dozens of scrolls, so that the fire burned vigorously.

"It's time for the day to come, when will the news come back?"

Ping An, who didn't seem to change his expression when the sky collapsed, thought about it, and replied: "It should be these two days." ”

Hu Ziqi handed him the only remaining picture scroll: "I've rewarded you." ”

This is the only one-of-a-kind product!

Ping'an hurriedly took it: "Slave thank Your Majesty for the reward." ”

*

From the official position of Sanpin, there is no need to go to the early dynasty, and only the commander of the Praetorian Guard has this convenience in the whole world.

And the Li family is a big family, and he doesn't have to do it himself, but Li Mu has a habit of cleanliness, and he doesn't have the hobby of not being diligent in his limbs.

Rigor and looseness in him singular coexistence this.

"Your Excellency."

The close-fitting little man bowed at the door and replied: "There is a person at the back door, who said that he was able to obey your orders, called Shang Shuang, and looks like a flower child." ”

Li Mu tightened his cuffs: "Let's change the horse today." ”

The Li family is a big family, the house is exaggerated, and there are many outrageous people, and adult men who have not started a family all live in the front yard, otherwise, Li Mu will live in the yamen.

Squatting at the back door early in the morning, the man named Shang Shuang is indeed a portrait of Hanako.

The man I met at a wonton stall two blocks away.

Shang Shuang bowed to him when he saw him: "The little one asks for peace to the commander." ”

Li Mu motioned to his entourage to ask for a bowl of wontons for this man.

Shang Shuang was not polite, he sighed and ate a bowl, and said business with a wipe of his mouth: "Early this morning, a few people entered Beijing from 'Xizhimen', and people came from Kangping. ”

This person is a local snake, and the big and small things in the capital are long in his eyes, and a few people who come in at the gate of the capital are nothing.

Li Mu pushed over a hundred taels of silver tickets that could be redeemed at the meeting.

Shang Shuang glanced at the silver ticket, and smiled: "The small one doesn't need silver, just look for the small one to do things next time." ”

Li Mu's strong hand left the silver ticket and stepped back to the yamen to order.

At the same time, the sound of the beard in Zhengyang Palace bounced up from the soft collapse.