The Ninety-Five Venerable paused, and saw Feng Mingxie slowly open his eyes, and the sleepiness in his eyes was obvious.

"You've been tired these days." He retracted his gaze and rubbed his aching forehead, Feng Mingxie took Lu Yixuan away on the execution ground, turned around and didn't look at the snow again, didn't look at the blood again, he didn't go out for five or six days, except for the people from the Tai Hospital, Ren sent any little eunuch to eat the closed door, today, suddenly came to the imperial study.

What is he busy with? Naturally, he took care of the dying Lu Yixing.

The Ninety-Five Emperor knew very well, he didn't say much, and he didn't even mention half a word about the Tianhuang jade, the two of them tacitly and pretended, seeing that the little prince of Feng stood up, the golden dragon fox Qiu slipped to the ground, and the Son of Heaven paced to the bookcase, stretched out his hand and grabbed a stack of folds, which meant something: "It is indispensable for people to say that you are wrong, do nonsense, and add a Cheng Min." "How can the Cheng family stop.

Feng Ming's little prince shrugged his shoulders with an expression full of inappropriateness: "What is the imperial brother going to do?" He picked up the fox fur and re-caged it up the mountain, the stove in the hall was just right, since the Son of Heaven secretly transferred more than 100 patrol battalions to Yongcheng, it means that he didn't want to question the royal dispute out of nowhere, if it was for someone with a heart to take the handle between the brothers, it was not necessarily a good thing, so the Ninety-Five wanted to calm the matter.

The Son of Heaven glanced at the man who was there: "Cheng Min died at Dongshikou, but she was killed by an assassin." "The Supreme Emperor insisted on the righteousness and righteousness of his words, and he was not distracted, at that time, the scene was disordered, and the darkness was not all busy running for his life, who could see what happened between Cheng Min and Lu Yixuan, "The girl of the Lu family sacrificed her life to save her, which was enough to comfort the Cheng family." The Son of Heaven "snapped" and threw the impeachment fold in his hand into the brazier.

The black and white words turned to ashes in a moment.

When nothing happens, that's the best ending.

That day, it was just a rampant little prince who disobeyed the emperor's order and wanted to save a death row prisoner, no matter how much it was not and infamy, Feng Mingxie should bear it alone.

"Brother Huang is wise." The little prince bowed and smiled, I don't know whether it was ridicule or sarcasm, I just wanted to clap my hands and praise, look at the Son of Heaven, laugh angrily, scold and praise, I know best how to consolidate my powerful position, "Those assassins, can you verify it?" ”

The Son of Heaven's gaze fell on the door of the palace, as if he was considering it for a moment, he picked up the warm tea cup and took a sip: "General Shi has killed all the thieves." ”

"Not a single one alive?"

"Nope." Outside the hall was the vast white snow that was about to melt, and the dazzling glow reflected made the Son of Heaven squint, "I also want to ask you, Su Yicongee said that it was the assassin of Beirong, why did the Beirong assassin suddenly appear at the entrance of the east city of Shengjing City, the target is you, or Lu Yixuan." He asked, but not in particular to get to the bottom of it.

That's a wonderful statement.

Feng Mingxie lowered his eyebrows slightly, his eyes blinked, and his long eyelashes were like butterfly wings.

At the beginning, he was not also assassinated on the way back to Beijing from the two provinces, Lu Yixuan was in the camp at that time, and now the two of them were also present at Dongshikou, which can't help but make people wonder if this is not a coincidence, or - the target of those assassins is not the little prince who has no taboos, but the girl of the Lu family-

The atmosphere in the hall was a little stagnant and subtle, and the Ninety-Five Venerable tilted his head, and his fingertips "clicked" rhythmically on the desk: "They are here to kill, or, are they here to save people." ”

It seems to be just a reverie that pops up in my head.

Strange costumes, Ru Mao drank blood, although the diplomatic relations between the two countries are not happy, but they have to make a big fight in Shengjing City, if they are caught and questioned by the lord of the country, it will not seem too flamboyant and bold, but if you think differently - Lu Yixuan was asked to behead but attracted the attack of the Beirong assassins, no matter how you look at it, it seems to come to the rescue rather than kill each other.

Thinking that when Lu Henian sent 80,000 troops to Beirong in Wuhuaimen, there were not people who impeached him for abusing his power to collaborate with the enemy and betraying the country.

Good causal conspiracy theory.

Feng Mingxie was stunned for a moment, suddenly laughed, leaned forward and leaned back, and couldn't even breathe: "Imperial brother, imperial brother...... This is which adult is in the excerpt of the whimsy, introduction, the younger brother, the younger brother to him under the overpass, poof, the best place for the storytelling stall under the overpass! "Don't be a minister of the humerus, all day long the mind is full of praise and low, the party is the same and different, this imagination is not a pity not to be a storyteller.

"The rumors stop at the wise, the imperial brother won't take it seriously." The Demon King of the Mixed World added meaningfully.

"Naturally, no." The Ninety-Five Venerable had a stiff smile on his face.

Feng Xiaowang was very satisfied, lying on his back, shaking his feet and swaying, and the colorful feathers fell along the arc with a scorching brilliance: "If Lu Yixuan has collusion with Beirong, then the younger brother is afraid that he will be hit on the way back to Beijing. "Why bother to work hard and be injured, and go all the way to make contributions to the imperial court," what did General Shi think? ”

He asked about the case in Dongshikou.

The fingertips of the Son of Heaven touched the edge of his nose: "There is an internal response in the palace." He whispered.

"Looks like you've been prepared."

"Since the assassination of Chen'er, I have always been obsessed, whether it is a thief or an external trouble, since it has moved to the sake of the lifeblood of the imperial dynasty, I have to care, the patrol battalion is in charge of the safety of Shengjing City, and Shenwuwei, Changshuiwei, and Hubenwei are all internal staff in the deep palace, if there are dissenting intentions among them, it is really chilling."

It is not uncommon for eunuchs to make rebellion, internal guards to take power, and coerce the Son of Heaven to order the princes.

Feng Mingxie's fingertips circled around his long hair, thoughtfully: "Isn't this Tiger Benwei the king of Jin, if your son does anything, he will naturally know what his father knows." ”

The Ninety-Five Venerable "tsk" and glared at the kid: "Mingyi's actions are indeed a little more fierce and extreme, but he has never been blatantly in the court, no, he has never even said anything untrue to others in front of me. ”

Who this other person refers to.

Naturally, it is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the East Palace.

The Ninety-Five Zun himself is to "stand out" from the ten sons of the previous emperor, how to be the king of God, he knows better than anyone else the dead hands he has secretly killed, and he has to accompany Yan Yan with a smile on his face, royal brothers, no is not credible, no one is credible, how ruthless a person can be in order to compete for the throne, the Son of Heaven, knows best.

Ming Wei has the heart to compete with the East Palace, as a father, he can't stop and refuse, as long as it is within the control of the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, even those children who are not weak, as long as they have the ability, everyone is qualified to become the next master of the country.

Feng Ming's evil nunu mouth made a meaningful "heh".

"Don't you just target the fox because of Lu Yixuan, when the bandit army was trapped in Wuming Peak, he also sent the army of Yunnan Province to rescue after many verifications." The Son of Heaven gently patted the table, the open and secret battles between those princes, as elders, tacitly, just look at it, the Ninety-Five Emperor does not want to bring up the old things again.

Feng Mingxie raised his eyebrows, and Gonggong Wang outside the hall stepped in lightly and knelt down: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the King of Jin has arrived." ”

It's better to come early than to come sooner.

Ming Wei is a person who doesn't look smiling, unlike Qin Zheng, Qin Zheng's alienation does not carry any aggression and disgust, but is simply high and arrogant, and Ming Wei is a man with two shades in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, although he is a few years younger than Feng Mingxie, but the coldness of not entering the upper and lower lives has already stood out from the few princes who are still reading the Four Books and Five Classics in the Royal Academy.

"Father," Ming Wei leaned over and saluted, and then turned to the unkempt man on the side, obviously a little surprised, "Uncle Xiaohuang." ”

Feng Mingxie smiled slightly, very kind.

"What?" The Son of Heaven leaned back, against the throne of the Nine Dragons, Ming Wei rarely came to the imperial study alone, and never got close to his father, when he was a child, other little princes were instigated by the mothers and concubines of the palaces from time to time to complain, but Ming Wei is different, he is like a lonely grass growing in the deep palace, without his own mother, he is tenacious to make the Ninety-Five Zun a little distressed.

As soon as Ming Yi returned to the imperial study, it was because Feng Mingxi destroyed the small silver dagger that his mother gave him when she was dying.

The Son of Heaven is also distressed, this child, he has given too little dedication and care.

At a glance, the Ming Jian eyebrows looked at the young Qingjun: "General Shi has a report, although the assassins in Shengjing City were killed on the spot, but they found their entrenched lair, and they had been lurking in the toner drum bell tower for half a month. ”

The toner drum bell tower has been abandoned for a long time, not far from the entrance of the East Market, General Shi ordered people to block the southwest gate at that time, he knew the direction of the assassins who appeared at the beginning and the direction where they wanted to escape, a group of assassins lurking in Shengjing City must have a safe place, and they can find that place by digging three feet into the ground.

Feng Mingxie nodded: "But that doesn't explain why the Beirong assassins can know that Lu Yixuan is about to be beheaded, or how do they know that this king will go to Dongshikou." ”

"Erchen also has doubts, and there are many eyes and ears in the court, and it is inevitable that the news will leak." King Jin agreed with the whisper.

"That's what I said," Feng Xiao Wang Ye looked at the man on the throne, his eyes touched, and he said with a smile, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid that your Golden Palace will have a fine work." ”

On that day, the Ninth Five-Year Emperor and Feng Xiaowang competed against each other, water and fire were incompatible, and the Son of Heaven was angry and suddenly issued an order in the second half of the night to immediately behead Lu Yixuan, and Feng Ming's evil wind and dust were thousands of miles away, and he came to Shengjing City and did not rest, in such a short period of time, how could the Beirong people not know the prophet in advance.

"Ouch!" When Wang Defu, who had just sent King Jin into the palace and was serving, heard this, he was scared into a cold sweat and knelt down, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty - no, not a slave, the old slave, the old slave has been loyal for decades, and it will never be a spy of the Beirong people, Your Majesty, you must believe the old slave!" ”