Fu Wenxiu entered his mansion in the midst of the resentment and anger of the people, at this moment his body was full of scars from stones, and there were large patches of blood on his face, who would have thought that the dignified prince Liang would be so depressed and embarrassed.

"Your Royal Highness, your wound ......" The guard hesitated a little, but worry flashed on his face, remembering what the emperor said to him before leaving, he still said: "If you really can't do it, go back, it's still your body that matters." ”

"It doesn't matter." Fu Wenlang waved his hand and wiped the blood on his face, not caring about what the other party said.

He frowned and asked in a low voice, "Is there any news from General Bai?" ”

He handed over the task of going out of the city to welcome the Bai family army to Bai Xin early this morning, if nothing else, he should have received the soldiers now.

Sure enough, the guard nodded and said in a low voice: "The general sent a message an hour ago, and now he has returned to the Bai family, but it is just ......"

"Just what?"

"It's just that the general wants to ask you if you want to report the matter of Huzhou City to Kyoto in time, so that the emperor's reinforcements can also be ...... in time."

"No, I don't." Without waiting for the guard to finish speaking, Fu Wenlang interrupted directly: "He is him, I am me, even if there is no father like him, I will protect Daliang." ”

Become a Ming Jun in the eyes of the people, Daliang has become a strong country, everyone lives a prosperous life, and the prosperous world is his last wish, which is his mother's last wish and his wish.

He paused, and continued: "Besides, even if it is too late to transfer troops from Kyoto now, it is too late to say that the king of Zhou is ......."

"How is this king?"

While the two were talking, a voice suddenly sounded behind them, Fu Wenxiu and the guards turned around at the same time, and saw Fu Wenlang standing behind, the blue-black brocade robe was as gloomy as his aura, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling, looking at Fu Wenxiu with interest, and said lightly: "What did my brother say about me just now?" ”

Seeing him appear here, Fu Wenlang's pupils shrank slightly, this residence is very secret, only a few of his cronies know, but why is Fu Wenlang here now?

Could it be ......!

"Hahaha!" Fu Wenlang took in his expression, as if he was looking at the most stupid in the world, his tone was very close to teasing, and he sneered: "I have always heard that the prince is good at using talents, and he is surrounded by loyal ministers who govern the country and the country, but I didn't expect that I was only a little tempted, and your cronies and important ministers turned to my side, and the younger brother wanted to ask my brother, how poor is this prince's mansion, and he doesn't even have the money to support his guests?" ”

That's right, he was betrayed by his closest virtuous minister, as soon as Fu Wenxiu's voice fell, he saw a middle-aged man trotting out from his body, and immediately made a big salute to Fu Wenlang, knelt down respectfully, buckled his head deeply, and shouted in an extremely excited voice: "Slave Zhang Meng, welcome His Royal Highness the Prince!" ”

With such a flattering gesture, the people around Fu Wenlang were stunned, and the guards behind Fu Wenxiu couldn't help but clench their fists.

Seeing this, Fu Wenlang laughed out loud: "Haha, look, look, this is the loyal minister you raised!" ”

"His Royal Highness is the son of destiny, the king of the Holy Ming," Zhang Meng raised his head, with a smile on his face, and his eyes were full of admiration: "The minister has worked hard under the former prince for many years, but every time he gets less remuneration, he is pitiful, and the former prince is not virtuous, and he doesn't listen to the advice of good ministers, we have long had enough!" Therefore, it is my blessing to be able to follow such a virtuous person as His Royal Highness, and under the protection of His Royal Highness, I will have a bright future, and the prince will be a thousand years old! ”

"Brother, can you see that?" Fu Wenlang looked at the person opposite with a smile in his eyes, and there was a bit of pride in his voice: "Even your loyal subordinates are surrendered at my feet, don't you think that you are too a failure as a prince?" ”

Fu Wenxiu snorted coldly and waved his hand to signal Zhang Meng to go down, who nodded like a pug and climbed down.

"According to the advice of the younger brother, if the elder brother gives me the position of the crown prince, then we can avoid a battle, and the younger brother will make you king, and enjoy glory and wealth for the rest of your life, as long as the elder brother now repairs a letter to his father and the emperor, and takes the initiative to ask for the resignation of the crown prince."

Fu Wenlang looked at him, his smile became deeper and deeper, and he said slowly: "What does my brother think?" ”

Although he doesn't know much about Fu Wenxiu, he also knows that in his eyes, the people are everything, as long as it is beneficial to the people, he will not do it at all costs, and in his eyes Fu Wenxiu is a cowardly and stupid person, so he should agree, right?

He took everything for granted, but at this moment, Fu Wenxiu sneered: "I don't think it's good. ”

"What?!"

Fu Wenlang frowned slightly, feeling shocked and stunned at the same time, there was also anger, and the prisoner still had the right to say no to him?

But before he could speak, he heard Fu Wenxiu say again: "I sit on the throne of the crown prince, because my mother is the orthodox queen of Daliang, and she is also the only woman in this country who can honor the world, not the mother of King Zhou, who got the position of queen by virtue of her skin and flesh." ”

Fu Wenxiu looked at him, although there were no waves in his peaceful eyes, but in the depths of those eyes, there was a surging imperial aura of Pengbai.

His voice was powerful and sonorous: "Therefore, I am the crown prince, and you can only make the prince forever, even if I die, this will not change." ”

Listening to Fu Wenxiu's words, Fu Wenlang was like falling into an ice cave, and his body was frozen and almost unable to move in an instant.

Being the king for life, this is the most unwilling and afraid of listening to the words in his life, but the only person who can say this is standing in front of him.

It seems that the most difficult part of his bones has been exposed and ridiculed, identity is his weakness, his mother relied on beauty to win the throne, and although he is admired by the people, in terms of identity, he is always a prince, no matter how admired he is, in front of Fu Wenxiu, he will always be the one who needs to salute.

And the person opposite looked at his eyes at the moment, condescending, and his innate and noble aura made him feel inferior, and a nameless anger burst out of his heart.

"Shut up!"

Fu Wenlang rushed up with an arrow step, and the palm he raised was hitting Fu Wenxiu's chest, the latter only felt a tightness in his chest, because the other party rushed too fast, he didn't even have time to protect his body with aura, a mouthful of blood spurted out directly, and his body slid backwards uncontrollably.

"Your Highness!" The guard beside him reacted, flashed behind Fu Wenxiu, and bumped into the thick tree trunk with the other party's body.

Both the master and servant were injured, but Fu Wenxiu still refused to give up, the scars on his body were revealed, how could the perpetrator be better?

He walked towards Fu Wenxiu step by step, stepped on the other party, and his cold voice was like a demon asking for his life: "I'll ask you one last time, do you write a letter to the emperor and take the initiative to abdicate." ”

Fu Wenxiu's breath is weak, and he is not as strong as Fu Wenlang's cultivation, so in his hands, he can only be beaten.

He was dying, his face was covered with blood, his body trembled slightly, but he still spit out two words with his last strength.

"Don't write."

Fu Wenlang looked at him coldly, and his resentful voice almost squeezed out from between his teeth: "Okay, good, you will pay for it!" ”

Fu Wenlang clearly knew that although Fu Wenxiu had fallen, this person's heart had never yielded.

Even if he was betrayed by everyone, even if the people said that he was incompetent, he believed that he would stand up again one day, and this was the real horror of Fu Wenxiu.

Fu Wenlang looked at him quietly, and for a while, he lost a little interest.

He waved his hand irritably, got up and said, "That's it, drag him down, don't kill him!" ”

The little guy was very obedient and hurriedly dragged the person away, and then the person who had been following Fu Wenlang stepped forward and said cautiously: "Lord Wang, what do you think of this ......letter?" ”

"Lord Wang?" Fu Wenlang frowned slightly, his expression was dissatisfied, and his voice was full of murderous intent.

"Your Highness, Your Highness!" The latter immediately changed his tune.

His expression eased slightly, and he directly mentioned the letter and snorted coldly: "He doesn't write, I do!" ”

The soft pen is dipped in ink, and the font full of arrogance is presented little by little on the paper, Fu Wenlang has suppressed all the dissatisfaction and anger that has been suppressed over the years between the words, and the domineering between the lines has completely lost the respect of his son for his father, as if the emperor of the kingdom is giving orders to his subordinate countries.

After he finished writing, he threw the paper directly to the other party, threw the pen and left.

"Send it to Kyoto City as quickly as possible, with the attitude of the emperor Lao'er who feels sorry for Fu Wenxiu, he will definitely move all the troops out to save his precious son." The corners of Fu Wenlang's mouth hooked up a cruel smile, "What I want is this effect, it is best to deceive the soldiers around him." ”

He had already arranged the army around Kyoto City, as long as Fu Hong's personal soldiers were all dispatched, with the waste-like Praetorian Guards in the palace, he only needed to move his toes if he wanted to capture Kyoto City.

Besides, it's not that he hasn't seen how partial his father is, with his preference for Fu Wenxiu, he will definitely do his best to rescue, as long as Fu Hong sends the soldiers out, he and Zhang Zicheng will come together inside and out.

Heh, isn't the whole of Kyoto his?

The little guy next to Fu Wenlang took the letter and glanced at it quietly, but at a glance, his jaw almost didn't fall off in shock.

This...... What is this saying, if he were the emperor, and the rebel soldiers had not yet entered and killed him, he would have been angry with this letter first.

But even though he felt that it was inappropriate, he did not dare to disobey his master's order, so he had to seal the letter and forward it to Kyoto.

If the emperor is really angry, it will save a lot of trouble......

......

In the blink of an eye, the sun turned west, and the sunset dusk was cut into countless silhouettes by the dense jungle, shining on Sinan's face, and the deep and clear eyes were a little more calm.

She sat under the tree, wiping the sharp blades of her hands, not knowing what to think of thoughtfully.

The words that separated from Fu Wenxiu were still in her ears.

"To the west of here, there is a mountain col, which is where I usually fight with the dark guards, after you go, just show the tiger talisman, and they will understand."

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