No wonder - Hetujiya's face was green at that time, if it weren't for being controlled by Feng Ming's evil spirit, he really hated to kill him quickly, this man actually dared to do something that was disagreeable in the world, and he was not afraid of spreading it, and he was not afraid that he would become a collaborator and rebel!

Dongting was covered in a cold sweat.

The people of the entire small camp looked at each other, they were full of surprise but did not dare to ask, since Feng Mingxie had a talisman in his hand, it was naturally given by Hetujiya, how could he dare to have any objections.

Wu Qishu's face turned red and white, and all his disrespectful words have become frightened now, he is not like those Beirong barbarians with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and when he stammered, he was like the six scar fingers of Shengjing City: "Dare to ask, dare to ask the prince of Fengyang, His Royal Highness the prince can know ......"

He didn't go on.

"Do you know that your squad of thousands of people is good at making claims, ambushing in Qishan and wanting to attack the army of the Yu clan and relatives?" Feng Mingxie answered the phone smoothly, and nothing could escape his eyes.

Wu Qishu swallowed his saliva, if Hetujiya knew that the Eagle Master had not listened to the royal court's order, wouldn't it be difficult to escape death.

"Why bother." Feng Ming smiled evilly, drove his horse out of the way, and made a gesture of "please", obviously he wanted to make a "deal" with Wu Qishu, and took the Khan's order to go with him to make a come.

Wu Qishu pondered for a long time: "I don't know, what arrangements King Fengyang has." His hand slowly let go of the scimitar at his waist.

"Into Dayan." The man was concise and to the point.

There was a commotion in the camp.

Wu Qi's technique is unknown, if the elite of their Beirong enters the territory of Dayan, they will either be embattled or lure wolves into the house to turn the world upside down, what does this man want to do?

"General, let's really go with him?" The adjutant general of Wuqishu was uneasy, and looked at the appearance of the whole battalion in a low voice, who can guarantee that this is not a trap.

"Feng Mingxie has a Khan's order, you and I can't disobey," the thin general gritted his teeth a little, "Besides, he was banned Feng Yang is now privately in the desert, it is not a good reputation, there is no need to be this trap that loses his wife and folds his soldiers," unless Feng Mingxie doesn't want the face of the Ming family's royal family to be stinky for ten thousand years, Wu Qishu is not worried about this, he thought about it, "I heard that Shengjing City is full of wind and rain in the city, and the little prince is not good and menacing." ”

Wu Qishu narrowed his eyes, and probably had a clear idea.

"You mean, it's time for the Nine Dragons Throne to take turns in feng shui?" The deputy general's eyes rolled, and he heard that the death of the Emperor of the Ninety-Five Emperor of Dayan was unknown, and the prince of the East Palace was about to ascend the throne next month, could it be ......

"Who in the world doesn't want to be an emperor." Wu Qishu mocked, "Does he have this ambition that has nothing to do with me, and do you want to go down in history?" The thin middle-aged man smiled at the corner of his lips.

This is a contest with each other.

The wind and sand of the desert under the moon never stop.

After the late spring and summer, I gradually feel the dry heat, the rock moss wall is crawling with green vines and pomegranates, which are in full bloom and are delicate, and the pink butterflies shuttle between the pomegranate branches and vines with the warblers, which is beautiful.

But this can't attract half of Lu Yixing's attention.

It has been a month since she left Fengyang City, she is careful not to slack off, hiding her whereabouts in Chongfeng, which is close to Shengjing, she does not dare to inquire or show her face, the whole country is congratulating the East Palace on her accession to the throne a few days ago, Yang Suchang as a quasi-princess naturally wants to carry out the ceremony after the sealing, even if it is in western Anhui and the bow to the two roads, there are also many soldiers and horses of the Marquis of Yuyang, and now the old marquis is leading the troops to sit in Shengjing, and it seems that he has put on a posture of "let's see who dares to make trouble" - after all, Ren Zaifu has just had a big incident, and there are some messy rumors about the government and the opposition.

When it comes to Ren An, Lu Yixuan only feels sorry that a generation of famous ministers and elders of the Three Dynasties were forced by Ming Chen to let go of power, but how could that old man be greedy for life and afraid of death, and there were gossips on the streets and alleys-

On the night of the summer rain, Ren An staggered to the Golden Palace, he did not ride a horse or sit in a sedan chair, the old man was in his sixties, dressed in coarse linen clothes and did not wear the official mansion, so he stepped step by step into the hall where he had worked hard and painstakingly.

The people on the throne of the Nine Dragons once confronted him, and they were also teachers and friends, but now they have a young face, so upright, bright, generous, and benevolent - the new monarch Mingchen.

No one knew what Ren Zaifu said to Mingchen that night, and the old man Ren returned to the house in the early morning of the next day, and within an hour, he vomited blood and died.

The whole Ren Mansion wept and mourned, and the new monarch ordered the Good Life of the Internal Affairs Office to arrange a thick burial for Ren An, and he even personally came to the scene and shed a tear, people said that it must be a good emperor who cares about his family and country and is sympathetic to his old ministers.

Lu Yixuan sneered.

Mingchen has always concealed his ambitions very well, and almost, Lu Yixin was going to become a pawn in his hands, and Ren An, the Donggong Party all his life, worked hard for His Royal Highness the Prince, but ended up like this.

Sad.

If the old man doesn't let go of his wisdom, I'm afraid that his head won't be able to be saved-Feng Mingxie has already said his end, Ren Anquan frowned and stomped his feet when he leaned into the opposition, and he could shake the will of the Ninety-Five Emperor, but in front of the Jiangshan Sheji and the Avenue of Right and Wrong, he couldn't make half a concession, maybe - he had already guessed the fate of his outspokenness, and the royal scandal could not be known to the world, but - he couldn't ignore it.

Ren Jaefu was ready to die, so he walked the road he had to go through every day over and over again, and calmly confronted Xinjun.

Lu Yixin looked up and sighed, in the month she came non-stop, many unsatisfactory things had happened, and the warmth and coldness of Shengjing City made her feel more and more cold.

And the Marquis of Yuyang didn't seem to come to congratulate the new emperor and empress, but it seemed like he had come to suppress it.

After Ren An's death, Ming Chen hurriedly replaced the six departments in order to cultivate his cronies, and it was logical that everything was unexpected quickly.

The only accident is probably the Yu clan's affinity brigade, which arrived in Shengjing for more than half a month, and I heard that the delicate princess was unaccustomed to the soil and water as soon as she entered Dayan, and she vomited for three days, not to mention that she was seriously ill, and she was scared to escort the army in the border city for seven or eight days before she rushed to Shengjing.

This is the first time that the common people who have lived in the capital for a long time have seen the vast and lively extraordinary scene, and the pro-brigade came with exotic singing and dancing, regardless of the men and women, each of them has a colorful ribbon tied around their waists, a leap and a tumble like a tail fish that shuttles and swims, the men wear colorful ghost masks, two peacock feathers are inserted on their heads, and the gold and copper sheets tied to the body jingle in the whole Shengjing, and the women do not look at people with their true faces, but the exquisite and graceful posture of the ladies who can accompany the marriage and send the palace has long been engraved into the eyes of the people of Dayan.

The streets and alleys are flooded.

Feng Ming's heresy is not wrong, if you want to sneak into Shengjing and mix in this army to send relatives, Lu Yixuan's face is covered with a light veil, and his body is wrapped in colorful ribbons that can be picked up everywhere, as long as you follow the team, no one will doubt whether you are a wanted criminal.

The Wei Mansion is still sealed, she naturally can't go, and Gu Qingxun is in prison, and the medicine house is also heavily guarded, the people she knows are either yamen or courtiers, no one can provoke her, the little girl's eyes turned and went into the deep alley.

The alleys are bustling day and night, why?

Gamblers, drunkards, flower guests.

The drunken man walked by with a smell of wine, and the light veil lifted by the night breeze covered his face, with two or three incense powders, and the spring seemed to arouse the curiosity of the person, Lu Yixuan's wrist "snapped" and was dragged by the drunkard, and she was taken into her arms like a flower girl, and her mouth was slurred, Nan Nan shouted the name of Yingying Yanyan.

Disgusting.

Lu Yixuan's elbow unexpectedly smashed straight into the drunkard's chest, and the strength suddenly made the delirious man not even shout, and he vomited three jars of wine on his knees, and he couldn't even stand up.

"Tut-tut, I can be so ruthless in this Eighth Street and Six Alleys, I'm afraid I've met an old friend." There was a familiar laugh from the few figures standing at the end of the alley, and the shriveled little old man shook it gently with a fan, signaling the little minions around him to quickly carry away the drunkard who was foaming at the mouth on the ground.

It's not good to mess with anyone, provoke this little hedgehog.

The Six Scar Fingers were actually very surprised, Lu Yixuan had been away from Beijing for a few months, and he never thought that the girl would have the audacity to run back to Shengjing City again-no, even if she wanted to come back, it was definitely not at this juncture!

The old man welcomed Lu Yixuan into his own residence, he likes to call this place "rat's nest", this is the first time Lu Yixin stepped into his hall, look, the appearance of the sixth master is a thief's eyebrows, one hand black money, one hand black power, you think that the rat's nest is "dark" but you don't want to compare it to the brilliant Yuehua Zhai of the year, Lu Yixin is really a little breathtaking, I didn't expect that the bad old man would enjoy it.

Commander Six Scars waved his hand to get everyone below out of the door.

"Thank you Sixth Master for taking me in." She hugged her fists and sat down, but she didn't expect that she would be able to take refuge in the capital by a ruffian.

Six Scarred Fingers smiled: "Miss Lu, do you know how much the head on her neck is worth?" He motioned to Lu Yixuan to look at the tea, and knocked on the cigarette stick in his hand to make a gesture, "100,000 taels of real money and silver." ”

Lu Yixing, the wanted criminal of the little general of the expedition to the west, has a lot of heads.

Miss Lu raised her eyebrows and smiled, this warm tea not only warms her body but also warms her heart, she took off the light veil, and the traces of wind and frost erosion can be seen on her face, although she looks haggard, but it does not reduce the light in her eyes: "Does the sixth master like silver?" ”

"I like it," Six Scars patted his trouser leg bluntly, "but it has to be a life flower." "How many people want to pick Lu Yixin's head, but she is still alive to this day," the little old man thought that he would never see you again. ”

Speaking of the six scar fingers, the first emperor died, Lu Yixuan fled, and the entire Dayan was arresting people and criminals - just like a thunderbolt on a sunny day when he woke up, he had to admit that if he said that the six scar fingers had been talking about anything in the past few months, it was probably that he hoped that this little general would be safe for half his life.