An Kangsheng held the blood book, his expression was solemn and dignified, stroke by stroke of blood, condensing the souls of 100,000 soldiers at the border, carrying the grievances of the Murong family for more than ten years, how many people paid the price of their lives, and until he died, he was thinking about the day when the truth was revealed.

At this moment, what he is holding in his hand is the lives of 100,000 people, the lives of the Murong Nine Clan, and it may also ...... It's Ankangsheng's own head.

Win or lose, in one fell swoop!

Kneeling respectfully outside the Golden Palace, An Kangsheng held high the blood book, his words and deeds, tragic and lofty, "The son of Murong Clan, the criminal minister of Yingzhou, Murong An knocks on Sheng'an, long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live!" ”

Yingzhou Murong, these four words are like five thunders to the Manchu Dynasty civil and military, so shocking, so that the golden palace is silent, no one dares to say a word, and they all stared at the young man at the door in disbelief.

If you meet on the street, you may not be able to tell it so clearly, but now that An Kangsheng mentioned the Murong family, some old ministers in the court were surprised to find that this young man's eyebrows and eyes and the charm of his body were really similar to the dead Murong General...... The army is very similar.

Song Xuanqing sat on the Golden Palace, tightened his hands in his sleeves, and stared at the people at the door of the Golden Palace with dark eyes.

For a moment, Song Xuanqing was fortunate and believed in the Murong family, after all...... If they were traitors and the Great Zhou annihilated its nine clans, they should resist in the most tragic way, instead of appearing at the gate of the Golden Palace, shouting and shouting injustice.

Is it wronged?

Song Xuanqing also had doubts in his heart, his father was not a faint king, but he also had selfish intentions, just like the current queen mother, who said that she didn't care, but in her heart she wanted to set off this public case.

"Your Majesty?" Haisheng called lowly.

Song Xuanqing came back to his senses and sighed quietly, "Let him come in!" ”

"Yes!" Haisheng saluted.

An Kangsheng entered the Golden Palace, as the son of a criminal minister, it stands to reason that he is not qualified to appear here, but he knocked on the imperial drum, as for why he can beat the imperial drum, he has to thank Fu Jiuqing for sending someone to send the token of the Yan Wangfu.

This token was still found from the body of Wei Ming, the attendant next to King Yan!

The guards guarding the imperial drum don't know why, seeing that it is the token of the Yan Wangfu, they naturally don't dare to say more, who knows that it was someone from the Murong family who beat the imperial drum, which is a little funny and embarrassing!

Back then, it was the Yan Wangfu that destroyed the Murong clan.

Nowadays, relying on the token of the Yan Wangfu to beat the imperial drum.

Time is also fate, and cause and effect are reincarnated.

"Your Majesty!" An Kangsheng always held high the blood book, with tears in his eyes, but also strong, "Murong An, the son of the criminal minister, brought his father's blood letter before his death, for his deceased parents, for the Murong Nine Clan, and for the 100,000 soldiers at the border pass, please ask the emperor to re-investigate the case of Murong clan's rebellion, the saint ...... Perceive! ”

There are also some veterans in the court, who used to be the old department of the Murong family, but later the first emperor destroyed the nine clans of the Murong family, and no one dared to have anything to do with the Murong family anymore.

That's a lot of lives......

The blood book was presented and placed in front of Song Xuanqing, word by word, and the blood was cast.

The opening sentence is a sentence: Minister Murong Yan bowed his head and revealed, may my emperor live long, may the Great Zhou Dynasty be eternal, may the humble body of the minister resist the disturbance of foreign enemies, protect the safety of the people, and avoid the disaster of war in the world, and the minister will not regret death.

An Kangsheng opened his lips, and the words on the blood book, he read it day and night, and he was already familiar with it, and he memorized it like a stream.

Liang buried the bones of the loyal in the yellow sand, and did not regret repaying the king until he died.

Even if they are in danger and know that they will die, the Murong family has no bad seeds, even if they fight to the point of being a soldier, they have not forgotten to protect their family and protect the country, that is the ancestral training of their Murong family, and it is the loyalty engraved in their bones since childhood.

Words of blood and tears, the Manchu Dynasty civil and military faintly sobbed, even Song Xuanqing was trembling in his heart, but the tremor was trembling, he was a king, the king of a country high above, and he could not overturn the rebellion against the emperor because of a few words.

Unless, there is a lot of evidence!

"Murong An, do you know what the consequences of beating the imperial drum will be?" Song Xuanqing asked.

In fact, this is a knowingly asked, as soon as the drum sounds, the winning will be full, and the loss will be ...... Blood splattered on the spot.

"If you go back to the emperor, you know!" An Kangsheng took a deep breath, "The sinners have been prepared in their hearts, and today they will go to the Golden Palace, one is to avenge the 100,000 soldiers who died in vain for the Murong family and the border pass, and the other is to ...... The sinners sue the king of Yan! ”

When the sound falls, one stone stirs up a thousand waves.

An Kangsheng took out the paper in his sleeve, "Sue Song Yunkui and rob the minister's wife; the second accused Song Yunkui of deliberately framing him, so that the Murong Nine clan was executed; Three sued Song Yunkui for betraying the military plane and killing 100,000 soldiers at the border pass; Four sued Song Yunkui for committing rebellion and killing the king and seizing the throne! ”

The first three are expected by everyone.

It's just this fourth article, which really shocked the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty.

The only one who does not change his face is the high king, from Jin Yue's truthful words about Baiyu Guanyin, Song Xuanqing has already understood King Yan's ambitions, and it is a matter of time before he seeks power and usurps the throne!

"Presumptuous!" Song Xuanqing drank coldly, "Sue the prince of the dynasty, the important minister of the Great Zhou, if there is no real evidence, I will not be spared!" ”

An Kangsheng nodded, "The criminals have evidence!" ”

Dare to come, naturally there is evidence, so many years of hard work, one by one, all the evidence has been presented one by one, one by one in the Golden Palace, the whole dynasty is in an uproar, and the cold color on Song Xuanqing's face has finally loosened.

Back then, the first emperor concluded that the Murong family rebelled, which had a lot to do with those letters, as for why the first emperor made such a judgment, Song Xuanqing is not very clear until now, and the queen mother never mentioned it.

"Princess Chuanyan's mother and son go to the Golden Palace!" Song Xuanqing said.

Since he wants to be rehabilitated, both sides must be present, he is not the first emperor, he will not insist on going his own way, and he does not have such ruthless methods, what should be killed should not be killed, the first emperor has killed him, so the current Song Xuanqing ...... Just be a gentleman!

When the eunuch entered the Anning Palace, Princess Yan was in the backyard, standing under the plum tree with scissors, cutting off the plum branches.

Hearing the movement, Princess Yan's hand was out of control, and the scissors actually cut through the fingertips with a "click", and the blood beads gushed out instantly, dripping on the plain white plum blossoms, as if tearing the beautiful face, red and white, and the color was abrupt.

"Princess?" Fuxiu was surprised, hurriedly handed the plum branch in her arms to the maid on the side, rushed up and covered Princess Yan's fingertips with a handkerchief, "Quick, quickly get the medicine box!" ”

Princess Yan pushed away Fuxiu, the veil was still covering her fingertips, and the blood soon passed through the veil, faintly glowing with bright color, "What's the matter?" ”

"The emperor has a decree to pass on Princess Yan and the little prince to the Golden Palace." The eunuch didn't say much, this was what Hai Sheng had explained before.

The matter is too big for me to speak out.

"Why did the emperor suddenly summon me and the little prince?" Princess Yan hesitated a little, glanced at each other with Fuxiu, and felt a little worried in her heart.

The eunuch stood aside, just waiting for them to depart.

"...... on the other side of the feast"

"Don't worry, the princess has already sent someone to invite, please here!" The eunuchs saluted and took the lead in leading the way, which was not to give them a chance to question or beak at all.

Helpless, Princess Yan had no choice but to go back to the dormitory first in the name of changing clothes, which could be regarded as delaying the time.

Closing the door of the dormitory, Princess Yan's face changed instantly, "Is it related to the imperial drum?" ”

The royal drum sounded, and everyone was shocked.

Princess Yan also heard it clearly, and now the emperor sent someone to invite her to the Golden Palace...... The woman's family should not have gone to the palace to face the king, unless something terrible happened and she had to be allowed to come forward.

Something amazing?

King Yan is not here, Princess Yan is in the palace, I am afraid that it will be ......

"Don't think too much about the princess, maybe the emperor has news of the prince, or let the little prince ......" Fuxiu paused, Xu felt that the next words were a little inappropriate, so he lowered his voice, "Take over the position of King Yan." ”

With a thump in her heart, Princess Yan opened her mouth, "You know ...... know"

Yes, they knew, but the emperor didn't know that Xu really wanted Song Yan to take over the throne of King Yan.

After changing clothes, Princess Yan somehow suddenly remembered the box on the dresser, which she didn't bring when she entered the palace before, and then asked someone to go to the palace to get it, which contained those golden maple leaf hair pieces.

"Wear this!" The white fingertips stroked the golden hair, and the eyelashes were half drooping, as if remembering the good things of the past, although there were some things that he couldn't help himself, but Song Yunkui really spoiled her and loved her, and he hadn't wronged her for all these years.

Fuxiu was stunned, the master of this thing is used to collecting it, it is a token of love between King Yan and Princess Yan, the master is afraid that he will be reluctant, how can he ......

It's not exquisite, but it's just enough to make people happy.

"Let's go!" Princess Yan got up.

Fuxiu walked out with her in her arms, and when she just left the door of the dormitory, she faintly saw a figure flashing in front of her, "It seems to be the little prince?" ”

"Really?" Princess Yan's eyebrows frowned slightly, and her back flashed, looking like Song Yan...... It didn't seem to be, she couldn't see it too clearly, and when she got to the bluestone steps outside the Golden Palace, she saw the Song Yan above.

Relieved, seeing that Song Yan was walking steadily and without impulsiveness, Princess Yan slowly walked up with her skirt.

I thought that it was really the emperor who wanted Song Yan to take over the throne of King Yan, but who knew that in the Golden Palace, she saw a white young man who couldn't kneel on the ground, Princess Yan was surprised and inexplicably a little flustered.

Xu is a thief with a weak heart, she subconsciously bypassed An Kangsheng and avoided it a little far.

After saluting, Song Xuanqing raised his hand, "Lift a chair for him, his body is not yet well, and he can't stand for a long time, so as not to be unable to stand when he gets to!" ”

"Yes!" Hai Sheng naturally knew what the emperor meant.

The chair was raised, and Song Yan sat down after thanking him, maintaining an indifferent look from beginning to end.

"Princess Yan!" Song Xuanqing spoke, "This young man kneeling in the hall, surnamed Murong, sounded the imperial drum early this morning, and sued the king of Yan in the current dynasty, which is also your husband, in strips, displayed in front of me, I can't do anything...... can only be the master of the blue sky once, and come to the pre-imperial trial. ”

With a thump in her heart, Princess Yan turned around suddenly, staring at An Kangsheng in front of her in disbelief, "He, he ......"

Some of them are familiar, they seem to have seen them, they seem to be people from the prefect's yamen?!

Murong?

The surname is Murong.

The four words, like five thunderbolts, blew up Princess Yan on the outside and tender on the inside, almost unable to stand.

How many years?

Plagued by nightmares, isn't it because of the Murong family?

I hadn't thought about it so much before, but now that I see it, this young man is really ...... The more I look at it, the more it looks like the unjust ghost of the Murong family, and sure enough, the unjust ghost came back to ask for his life, it is really a cycle of cause and effect, and the retribution is not happy!

"Sinners Murong An!" An Kangsheng was neither humble nor arrogant, even if he knelt, he kept his back straight, and he didn't dare to embarrass the ancestors of the Murong family, "Princess Yan, it's time to pay it back!" ”

The body took a step back suddenly, and Princess Yan breathed slightly, "I don't understand what you're saying?" ”

"Maybe it's this, I can make you understand a little!" Song Xuanqing threw things on the tray.

Hai Sheng personally held the tray and walked quickly to Princess Yan, with a little smile on the corner of his lips, and said in a low voice, "Princess Niangniang, take a closer look!" ”

Suffocating her breath, Princess Yan clenched her fists in her sleeves suddenly, and the nightmare swept over her like a tide, and a chill instantly chilled her back.

On the tray are two things, one is her own handwriting, and the other is one of the secret letters that were searched from Murong's house back then, these secret letters were quietly taken away by King Yan, after all, they are framed things, and they should be destroyed and destroyed.

Behold......

Didn't they all burn?

Why is it still here?

"What does Princess Yan think? Can the handwriting be the same? Hai Sheng asked with a smile.

Princess Yan's face turned blue, and her expression was still weak, "I...... I don't know what you mean! ”

"I don't understand too much!" Song Xuanqing twisted the wrench between his fingers, "Why don't we all listen carefully, what's going on?" From beginning to end, one by one. ”

After speaking, Song Xuanqing pointed to the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty, his cold eyes, swept over everyone warmly, his voice was cold and stiff, with a little scolding, "You all prick up your ears and give me a good listen!" ”

Song Yan on the seat subconsciously straightened his body.

An Kangsheng took a deep breath and kowtowed respectfully, "The sinners have the order, please listen to the princess and the little prince." ”

Life and death are in this move, either you die or I die!