"Huh?"

Before Jiang Yushen could react, Luo Qingqing had already pressed the mechanism, turned around, and shook the fan, just a blink of an eye, and the sharp piece of iron passed through Jiang Yushen's throat.

Jiang Yushen's eyes widened, as if he was too surprised by all this.

But he didn't have time to react, so he fell straight down.

The people around him poured in like a tide, and the folding fan returned to Wei Yang's hand, and he protected Luo Qingqing with one arm while firing out these iron pieces.

With the blessing of internal force, the power is even more obvious.

In just half an hour, Wei Yang and Luo Qingqing had already broken out of the encirclement.

They rose and fell all the way to the city gates.

However, the gates have been sealed.

It is the son of Jiang Yushen.

They had to fold back.

In today's situation, the palace was blocked by the crown prince, but the capital was blocked by the Jiang family, and the Jiang family's people searched for Wei Yang and Luo Qingqing throughout the city.

In the end, the prince fell a little behind.

It was raining in autumn, and it was very cold in the remote alley.

Wei Yang hugged Luo Qingqing tightly, "Qingqing, I want to find a way to let Cheng An send you away." ”

"Don't." Luo Qingqing wrapped his arms around his waist, "Where you are, I will be there." ”

"It's too dangerous."

"I'm not afraid." Her voice was soft and glutinous, with a crying voice.

Wei Yang took a deep breath, "Okay, follow me." ”

Hiding and hiding, it finally got dark.

Luo Qingqing followed Wei Yang over a high wall.

"This is it."

Wei Yang knocked lightly on the door, "His Royal Highness King Qing, excuse me." ”

The door quickly opened, and King Qing looked at them with a cold expression, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Does King Qing really not know? It's already chaos outside. ”

"It's chaotic, what does it have to do with this king."

"The Yan Dynasty's rivers and mountains are about to be lost." Wei Yang said anxiously: "Right now, Jiang Yushen has been killed by us, as long as His Royal Highness King Qing stands up, he can stabilize the court."

Without Jiang Yushen's cooperation with the outside world, Zhenbei Hou would not be able to become a climate. ”

"This king doesn't want to care."

Luo Qingqing was so shocked that he couldn't do it, "Lord Wang, but your surname is Qin, how can you turn a blind eye to this, the emperor is critically ill, and this is the time when you are needed." ”

"No, no."

"Is the prince still angry and resentful about back then?" Wei Yang asked suddenly.

King Qing snorted and condensed towards Luo Qingqing, "This king asks you, if Wei Yang is out on the expedition, you are about to die, and the prince will not tell him the news that you are dead in order to win the war." How would you feel? ”

As soon as these words came out, Luo Qingqing seemed to understand in an instant.

Luo Qingqing was silent for a while, and she said softly: "I will feel honored for my husband, because he protects the country and the life and death of tens of thousands of ordinary people." ”

Her gaze was blazing and unwavering.

It made King Qing have a moment of suddenness, and suddenly returned to the back then, he also used such a stubborn woman who dared to rob.

"Father." A milky female voice came out from inside, it was the voice of the county lord of Xiyang, "I think what this sister said is right, my mother must not have complained about you." ”

King Qing suddenly made a move and choked Luo Qingqing's throat, "Then I'm going to kill you, and then I'll help him." ”

"I willingly."

"Don't!"

At the same time as Wei Yang made a move, King Qing let go.

"Okay, for the sake of the lord of Xiyang, this king will help you and stabilize the dynasty, but outside the town of Beihou, you have to fight it yourself."

"Okay."

King Qing strode out.

Luo Qingqing looked at the little ghost Xiyang County Lord in surprise, she heard it right just now, she actually called her sister.

"Hehe, I've already touched my sister."

Luo Qingqing was stunned.

It turned out that King Qing already knew everything.

With King Qing in charge, and Jiang Yushen dead, Jiang Yushen's head was hung high on the city wall, and the power of the entire Jiang family immediately turned into a plate of scattered sand.

It's much easier to take a plate of loose sand.

In just three days, the situation in the capital was stabilized.

The crown prince told the emperor about this, and the emperor's happy spirit improved.

As soon as the Jiang family fell, Concubine Jiang was soon given white silk.

Calm soon returned to the capital.

The emperor recovered, sat on the dragon chair again, and lay down with half of the hundred officials, and he only felt relieved.

"Today, the Jiang family united with the town of Beihou to rebel, and has been pacified by the prince, the prince has merit, and Wei Yang has also meritorious, I have decided to officially abdicate at this time next year and let the prince succeed to the throne."

After speaking, he said: "And Wei Yang, as a protégé of Jufuzi, is resourceful and loyal to the Yan Dynasty, and this time he has made great contributions to his calmness, and I have decided to make him prime minister." ”

The audience was shocked.

Wei Yang also knelt on the ground, "Your Majesty, if the prime minister is not the prime minister, the minister doesn't care." It's just that Luo Qingqing, the wife of Weichen, was guilty of pretending to be a man and bullying the monarch before. ”

"Hehe, do you think I'm such an ignorant and superficial person? I'm not done yet! I want to make you prime minister and lead a hundred officials.

But I also have my requests.

"The premise is that you also have to pacify Zhenbeihou to make up for the crime of bullying you and Luo Qingqing.

When the time comes, the prime minister will be you, and I will give you a marriage. ”

Qin Qiling was overjoyed when he heard this, "Wei Yang, thank Lord Longen quickly." ”

"Yes, thank you."

"Go, I will give you 80,000 horses, go to the border quickly, and pacify the town of Beihou!"

Four months later, in the depths of winter.

It was snowing in the capital, and the snowflakes were fluttering, and the whole land was covered with white.

But in one place, it was red.

The huge Wei Mansion, red silk flowers, red happy words on the door, crackling firecrackers are even more deafening, countless children and ordinary people are laughing.

There are also many old friends from Yunzhou standing here, such as Ma Fuyuan, such as Mrs. Shen Shao, all of whom are pot-bellied and happy.

As the joy was played, it grew louder and louder.

The big red wedding sedan chair carried by eight people was crowded and stopped outside the door, Wei Yang was dressed in a red wedding dress, standing outside the sedan chair door with a smile, "Madam, we are here." ”

The cumbersome etiquette and the joyful atmosphere made Luo Qingqing's heart go up and down, and the red hijab also blocked her vision.

But when she heard Wei Yang's voice, she was extremely stable.

At last they worshipped and became relatives.

Her mind couldn't help but drift back to the beginning, when he was in the field, and told her that he liked her.

She was so happy, she married the person she liked the most and liked her the most.

A year later.

Late at night in winter.

The screaming voice of the moon pierced the night sky, "Come on, come on, come on, the prime minister's wife is born!" ”

"What was born?"

"Ah, it seems to be a daughter!"

"No, there's a little master!"

The people around him kept their daughter and the young master laughing non-stop.

But Wei Yang was always by Luo Qingqing's side.

They looked deeply at each other.

Yes, for the rest of their lives, it's all them.