479 bold (two more in one)
Those people galloped on horseback, Duanmu Xian frowned, his eyes fell on the face of the middle-aged soldier at the front, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
He knew that many military generals had recently come to Beijing to report on their work, and these people were already anxious, and they also caused a lot of trouble in Beijing.
Duanmu Xian also knew this middle-aged soldier, this person was the former commander of Qinzhou Wei Cong's Erpindu, Tongzhi Ding Zhongqing, Geng Hai's old department, and he should also go to Beijing to report on his work this time.
"Adult ......"
Chang Sui was a little nervous, and wanted to suggest whether Duanmu Xian should take shelter on the side of the road, but at this moment, there was a sound of horses' hooves from behind, and a young man in Xuanyi galloped past them and stopped in front.
Duanmu Xian looked at the familiar back of the young man in Xuanyi, raised his eyebrows, recognized the other party at once, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and said in his heart: This grandson-in-law is good.
In the Dasheng Dynasty, the military generals and Wenchen have always been independent, although Duanmuxian is the first assistant, but the military generals in the court are not afraid of him, most of them are respected by the Weiguo Mansion.
This situation has been maintained for nearly 100 years, and now with the death of Geng Hai, I am afraid that something will change......
Duanmuxian pulled the horse rope, his eyes flickering.
Ding Zhongqing, who was in front of him, was blocked by someone, so he had to pull the horse rope and stop the horse urgently, the horse raised its hooves high, neighed, and breathed rapidly in its nose.
Ding Zhongqing was not in a good mood, he originally wanted to take a fat turn by going to Beijing to report on his work, but he had already been in Beijing for a month, and he hadn't even mentioned his job. In the past, when Geng Hai was still there, where did he receive such a cold reception!
Just now, he and a few old acquaintances drank in the restaurant, and he was still a little angry, so he galloped on the horse, but he didn't expect to be blocked by someone for some reason.
Ding Zhongqing was very angry, and was about to question Feng Yan, but he saw Feng Yan wave his right hand, and the horse whip in his hand had already attacked him rapidly, like a spiritual snake coming out of a hole.
Before Ding Zhongqing could stop the horse, he was accidentally wrapped around his waist by a whip, his body instantly lost his balance, and he fell off the tall black horse.
Feng Yan looked down at the other party with a smile on the horse, and scolded righteously: "You can't indulge in the city!" β
Several sons beside Feng Yan were also smiling, exchanging glances with each other, and secretly praised Feng Yan for doing a good job.
"Master Ding, are you alright?" Ding Zhongqing's two personal soldiers hurriedly dismounted and helped Ding Zhongqing up.
Ding Zhongqing patted the dust on his body, looked at Feng Yan gloomily, twitched the corners of his eyes, and said coldly: "It turned out to be the kid of the eldest princess of Anping." When you went to the battlefield, you were still a milk doll, and you dared to do it to you!! β
"Big brother, is he relying on the old and selling the old?" A dark-skinned boy looked at Feng Yandao with a smile.
Another squinting boy said mockingly: "What's so great about being on the battlefield, our eldest brother has also been on the battlefield!" β
Feng Yan casually shook the horsewhip in his hand, "Lord Ding, I see that your skills are not very good, no wonder you have been in Kyoto for so long, and you are still idle." β
"Haha," the squinting squint laughed, "I see, it's hard to say if I can keep the errand!" β
"No wonder you want to rely on the old and sell the old here!"
The sons and brothers of the Wucheng Terracotta Division, who were born in the noble clan, don't say anything else, what they are best at is probably eating, drinking, having fun and being angry!
Many passers-by on the street saw that there was a lively place to see, and they also gathered around, and at this moment they had already surrounded the three layers inside and three layers outside, pointing at Ding Zhongqing one by one, these people were most disgusted with these people who were riding horses on the street, if they hit someone and ran away, who would they find to avenge their grievances, they could only consider themselves unlucky!
Ding Zhongqing was already enraged by Feng Yan's rudeness, and the pointing and pointing of these passers-by seemed to add fuel to the fire, burning his anger in an instant, and without thinking about it, he pulled out the long knife on his waist, and the silver blade shone with a dazzling cold light in the sun.
"Feng Yan, you dare to commit a crime!" Ding Zhongqing snorted coldly and reprimanded, "Hmph, since your mother can't teach her son, then the master will teach her a lesson for her, you arrogant and rude boy!" As he spoke, he took a quick step forward, and the long knife in his hand slashed towards Feng Yan, turning into a silver phantom......
Feng Yan looked at Ding Zhongqing contemptuously, and quickly pulled out the long sword on his waist, "Bell", the sword and the knife collided together, and sparks flew out. A sneer appeared at the corner of Feng Yan's mouth, and the long sword in his hand continued to press down, and then suddenly a backhand shook the opponent's long knife out neatly......
"Bang dang!"
The long knife fell two zhang away from the back, Ding Zhongqing's face was as white as snow in an instant, cold sweat fell, and there was a silver long sword on his neck, and the cold blade was against the soft flesh of his neck.
It was as if in the next moment, the blade would cut through his throat.
Ding Zhongqing didn't dare to move.
Seeing this, those sons and brothers happily coaxed on the side: "Just now, the lion opened his mouth, and my son thought he had a little ability!" β
"It's such an embroidered pillow!"
"It's no wonder that I can't keep my errand, so I have to be angry on the street......"
Ding Zhongqing felt as if he had been slapped several times on his face, and he wanted to dig a hole in the ground and drill down, his face turned red.
Feng Yan pouted, "Lord Ding, you are from the second grade, which is one level higher than this book, but you also have to be a little self-aware, you are just a candidate now, and the candidate from the second grade is not even as good as the official of Jingzhao Mansion, who gave your face to show off in front of this son!" β
He made no secret of the contempt in his tone, and then collected his sword.
"Grandfather." Feng Yan called affectionately, "You want to enter the palace, I'll send you?" β
Duanmu Xian walked around the palace on weekdays, the Hubu Yamen and Duanmu Mansion, so Feng Yan immediately guessed that Duanmu Xian should have just come out of the Hubu and planned to enter the palace to face the saint or go to the Wenhua Palace.
Duanmu Xian responded, and he felt that Feng Yan, the future grandson-in-law, was still quite filial.
"Grandfather, please." Feng Yan stretched out his hand to make an invitation, and rode slowly with Duanmu Xian.
In the rear, Ding Zhongqing stood motionless like a stone sculpture, his eyes gloomy, and his fists clenched tightly into fists.
In the past, when Grandpa Guo was here, who dared to be so rude to him, now he has been in Beijing for more than a month, and he has been sitting on the cold bench for a month, and if he continues like this, when will he wait!!
Although Grandpa Guo is no longer here, the Grandpa Guogong Mansion is still there, and it has not yet reached the point where people take tea and cool!
Ding Zhonghua's fists clenched even tighter, gurgling, and his eyes staring at Feng Yan's back were like a beast hiding in the shadows staring at its prey, murderous.
He must make Feng Yan, a milky kid look good!
Ding Zhonghua suddenly turned on his horse and rode away in the other direction, running against Feng Yan and Duanmuxian.
Feng Yan didn't care about Ding Zhongqing at all, he was busy talking to Duanmu Xian: "Grandfather, the weather has been hot recently, is the ice in the house enough?" Zhen Zhen was most afraid of the heat, and he deliberately doubled the ice in the ice cellar of the princess's mansion in advance.
"More than enough." Duanmu Xian said in a slightly ostentatious tone, "The ice used at home is all calculated in advance by the four girls. The four girls have always learned arithmetic well, and they will learn and apply it lively. "The four girls in my own family are like his grandfather!
Duanmu Xian seemed to open the chatterbox, the more he talked, the more energetic he became, saying that a few days ago he accidentally got a book of arithmetic, which contained ten arithmetic problems, Rao It took him some time to figure it out, and the four girls worked out all of them in less than a stick of incense.
That's true, Vera is the smartest! Feng Yan thought so.
The two of them praised one and responded to the other, Duanmuxian said very happily, and he was a little satisfied with this grandson-in-law, well, he can talk to himself.
After Feng Yan sent the people to the gate of the palace, he rode away slowly.
He didn't go to the Five Cities Terracotta Division, nor did he go back to the Princess's Mansion, but took a group of younger brothers to the Five Armies Governor's Mansion with a swagger.
It was not the first time that Feng Yan had come to the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies, and as soon as the guards guarding the gate saw that this Great Demon King of the Mixed World was coming again, they were all in a bad mood.
The guards also knew that Feng Yan had always acted wildly, so he could only say politely: "Please also ask Commander Feng to wait, and the little one will go and let someone report to Grandpa Guo." β
Now the grandfather of the country in the mouth of the guard is of course no longer Geng Hai, but the new Duke of the Guard, Geng Anhao.
"My son knows the way, so I won't bother you."
Feng Yan was not polite to them, and went on a rampage, with a cynical smile on his face, and the guards were stopped by a few of his younger brothers with hippie smiles.
Feng Yan walked forward leisurely, strolling leisurely, in comparison, the people he brought were like wolves and tigers, not moving, only moving, who dared to stop it, just one word: beat!
As soon as the little guy guarding outside the study saw Feng Yan, he wanted to stop the other party: "Commander Feng, what about Grandpa Guo and guests......"
Before he finished speaking, he heard a babbling complaint from the study: "...... Grandpa Guo, you can't let that Feng Yan go any longer, he is really too deceitful! β
"Judging from the end of the future, he clearly means that Xiang Zhuang's sword dance is intended for Pei Gong, and he wants to slap the face of the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies and the Governor's Mansion of Weiguo!"
"Grandpa Guo, if we back down this time, he will only gain an inch in the future!"
Ding Zhongqing's emotions became more and more excited, and each sentence became sharper and sharper.
Feng Yan outside the study hooked his lips as he listened, and raised his sword eyebrows.
It's better to come early than to be lucky! β¦β¦ Well, this Ding Zhongqing is right, he will indeed gain an inch.
There was no need for Feng Yan to make a sound, a boy who came with him rudely ripped open the little guy, Feng Yan picked up the curtain and went in, and said with a smile in his mouth: "Grandpa Guo, you must give this commander an explanation today." β
In the study, Geng Anhao, dressed in a blue brocade robe, sat behind a rosewood carved bookcase, and the angry Ding Zhongqing stood on the other side of the bookcase.
When Ding Zhongqing heard Feng Yan's voice, his face stiffened slightly, and the scene of being torn off his horse by Feng Yan just now and holding the sword on his neck flashed quickly in front of his eyes......
Feng Yan raised his hand and pointed at Ding Zhongqing lightly, and asked Geng Anhao: "Grandpa Guo, Ding Zhongqing is riding in the downtown today, which has ruined the security in Beijing, dare to ask Grandpa Guo how to control these subordinates?!" β
Geng Anhao looked at Feng Yan, the green tendons on his forehead jumped and jumped, and he naturally remembered that the last time Feng Yan brought people here to arrest thieves, he made the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies restless.
Geng Anhui suppressed the anger in his heart, and said slowly: "Commander Feng, your Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division is responsible for 'Gyeonggi patrolling thieves, cleaning up streets and ditches and prisoners, fire bans, etc.'" He blocked back with Feng Yan's own words, "Whether the law and order is good or not is the business of Jingzhao Mansion, what does it matter to your Five Cities Soldiers and Horses!" β
"Of course, it's about my son." Feng Yan said calmly, "Grandpa Guo should really read my Dasheng statutes, and in the tenth year of Xuanhe, an article has been added to the statutes, and wherever there are homeless and traitorous people inside and outside the capital, they will be arrested." β
Feng Yan glanced at Ding Zhongqing, as if to say that he, Ding Zhongqing, was a traitor!
Geng Anhao was so angry that he couldn't speak, Feng Yan was clearly messing around.
In the Dasheng Dynasty, the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division is basically a place where those foolish days are messed around, and there are a lot of responsibilities, some of which overlap with the responsibilities of Jingzhao Mansion, Jinyi Wei and Jingwei Battalion, many of them are also written casually, no one can rest assured, under normal circumstances, if there is really something, the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses are eager to get rid of their responsibilities, how can they be like Feng Yan to move forward!!
Geng Anhui sneered coldly: "Commander Feng, don't you soldiers of the Five Cities still have to dredge the streets and ditches?!" Why didn't you see the commander to do it! β
"Grandpa Guo has trespassed. Our Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division does not belong to the jurisdiction of the Governor's Office of the Five Armies, could it be that this son has done something, and he still has to beat gongs and drums to announce that the world is not successful? Feng Yan plucked out his ears and said lightly, "Grandpa Guo likes to meddle so much, no wonder he is in charge of things like this!" β
Ding Zhongqing looked at Geng Anhui who was obviously suppressed by Feng Yan, and was already dissatisfied, but Feng Yan's glance made the anger in his heart instantly out of control, and said angrily: "Feng Yan, who do you say is a traitor?!" He couldn't help but pull out half of the long knife at his side.
Feng Yan didn't take Ding Zhongqing in his eyes at all, and only gave four words: "Your subordinates are defeated." β
These four words burned Ding Zhongqing's senses, and the long knife was pulled out completely, Geng Anhao saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly stood up, wanting to hold him, "Ding Zhongqing......"
He took a step slower, and his right hand missed.
The long knife in Ding Zhongqing's hand had already swung out towards Feng Yan, Feng Yan turned sideways, and easily avoided it, while Ding Zhongqing was even more angry, and the long knife was horizontal and slashed over......
Feng Yan easily avoided it again, looked past Ding Zhongqing and looked at Geng Anhao, shook his head, and said with a smile: "I know what it means to be inferior to a generation, and the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies can't even manage his subordinates, Geng Anhao, I think it's better to ask the emperor to withdraw the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies." β
At this moment, Geng Anhao really had the heart to kill Feng Yan, and his face turned purple and purple.
He has a kind of embarrassment that has been seen through his heart.
Since the death of his father Geng Hai "accidentally", in the past few months, his life has been very difficult, once the five armies of the governor's mansion are united, but now there are only four words to describe: this is not what it used to be.
He is not a father in the end, and he can't convince these people below for a while.
Originally, according to his father's plan, he planned to hand over the connections of the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies to him step by step from the beginning of these two years, so that he could gradually get in touch with the military affairs of the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies, so that in the distant future, when he inherited the Governor's Mansion, everything would fall into place.
However, his father's death was so sudden that there was no time to arrange anything, and he was forced to sit in this position unprepared.
Since they are all sitting in this position, he has to face the chaos in front of him, not only to deal with the emperor's difficulties, but also to guard against Jun Ran, but also to subdue these subordinates with their own intentions.
Unfortunately, he encountered the triennial debriefing and evaluation of military generals, which was even more chaotic.
In the past two months, he has been very busy.
Feng Yan's words are not good, but some of them are also true.
If you can't even suppress the people below, then you won't be able to sit in the position of the governor of the five armies, today is Ding Zhongqing who doesn't take him seriously, so what about tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow?
This is a big no-no! This wind can't last!
Geng Anhao secretly gritted his teeth, strode forward, and decisively grabbed Ding Zhongqing's right arm holding the knife, his subordinates exerted a slight force, his tone was still quite polite, and he persuaded him with good words: "Ding Zhongqing, Feng Yan has always liked to provoke, don't fall for his plan!" β
If Ding Zhongqing accidentally injured Feng Yan, wouldn't this matter go to the front of the emperor?!
On the contrary, if Feng Yan hurt Ding Zhongqing, with the emperor's current attitude towards the Geng family, Geng Anhao is not sure whether the emperor will settle the matter...... Either way, it's very bad for you.
Geng Anhao clearly knew that he couldn't let Feng Yan and Ding Zhongqing make trouble anymore. There are quite a few people staring up and down the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies, and if Feng Yan is allowed to make trouble here, it will only worsen his prestige.
After all, the father is no longer there......
The mountain behind him had fallen......
Geng Anhao's heart trembled slightly, and he forcibly suppressed the imitation in his heart, and said to himself that he could only rely on himself!
Ding Zhongqing looked at Geng Anhao's deep inky eyes, calmed down a little, and was still very dissatisfied in his heart: If Geng Hai, the first prince of the country, is still there, where does he need to be humiliated by Anping's son so reluctantly!
Geng Anhao is not his son after all, he is still far behind!
Ding Zhongqing put away the long knife, took half a step back, and said stiffly: "Feng Yan, for the sake of Grandpa Guo's face, I don't care about you!" β
If his father was still there, where would Ding Zhongqing dare to draw a knife here! Geng Anhao's heart is like a mirror, everything is different.
"Feng Yan." Geng Anhui took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and looked at Feng Yan a few steps away, "My father will definitely give an explanation to the Five Cities Terracotta Division, and my father will not send off guests." His voice was so cold that ice slag was about to fall.
"Then I'll wait for the good news of the grandfather of the country in the Five Cities Terracotta Division." Feng Yan left this sentence and swaggered away, ignoring the gloomy faces of Geng Anhao and Ding Zhongqing.
There was a solemn dead silence in the study.
After Feng Yan went out, he saw Jun Ran walking towards this side from a distance, with an interesting smile on his face.
"Ah Yan!" Jun Ran winked at Feng Yan, hooked his shoulders and put his back on his back, and said in his ear, "What are your intentions here?" β
Jun Ran also heard that Feng Yan and a few people from the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division came to Xingshi to ask for guilt, so he hurriedly ran over to join in the fun.
Feng Yan said confidently: "Of course I'm here to support you, so that you won't be bullied here." β
"......" The corners of Jun Ran's eyes twitched, if he believed Feng Yan's nonsense, he would only have a ghost!
Feng Yan didn't care whether Jun Ran believed it or not, patted him on the shoulder, and said as if it were true or false: "You take advantage of the opportunity." β
Feng Yan left without hesitation, his trouble today seemed to be just a group of gentlemen running around to make trouble unreasonably and falling into the well, but he threw a stone in the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies, which was calm on the surface but was actually turbulent.
Originally, under Geng Anhao's efforts, the situation was relatively stable, but now the apparent calm was suddenly torn open......
The generals led by Ding Zhongqing ran to the Weiguo Mansion one after another, wanting Geng Anhao to come forward, they had been hanging in Beijing for long enough.
Geng Anhao had an even more headache.
Most of these generals are reckless, in the past, when his Geng family was at its most beautiful, many things were a matter of his father's words, but now it is different.
Originally, the evaluation and debriefing of military generals were within the scope of responsibility of the Governor's Office of the Five Armies, but before, because he and his father took the emperor to the Anping Eldest Princess's Mansion to seize the handle of Anping and Feng Yan's mother and son, they were instead turned against the army by their mother and son, so the emperor was angered, and he could only be forced to hand over the military attache to the Ministry of Officials.
Now the Ministry of Officials does not say that the assessment of military attaches is the same as that of civil officials, and the Ministry of Officials should also be responsible for it, and asked him to hand over a list of military attachΓ©s, of course Geng Anhao refused, so he will remain deadlocked.
Geng Anhao originally thought well, the military attache has been away from the garrison for a long time, and it is easy to shake the morale of the army, he doesn't believe that the emperor is not in a hurry, no matter what, he must take the military general's evaluation and appointment in his hands, the emperor wants to reduce the power of the governor's office of the five armies, and he must not let the emperor succeed!
Originally, it was just the pressure from the officials, but Geng Anhao could resist it, but he didn't expect that even the military attachΓ©s below him would come to make trouble, attacking him inside and outside, making him not a person inside and out.
In just a few days, Geng Anhao understood what it means to be a person to go to tea and cool, if his father was still there, how could Ding Zhongqing call so many people to oppose him, even if they dared to come, they would have already been weak when they saw their father, who dared to say more in front of their father!
However, now he can only carry it alone.
For the sake of the Geng family, for his father to have a spirit in the sky, he must also carry it and keep the glory of their Geng family.
What Geng Anhao didn't know was that his dead father was still alive, living worse than dead in a dark dungeon.
In addition to the people who executed him and brought him food, the person who Geng Hai could occasionally reach was Cen Yin.
Cen Yin rarely came, and if he did, he would definitely bring him something about the outside, as if he were chattering.
It's been three months, and Geng Hai has been locked up in this dungeon for three months.
At this moment, his cheeks are so thin that they are sunken, there are more than half of the silver threads between his sideburns, and the whole person is not only many years old, but even out of shape, his body is covered with blurred new and old scars and countless dark red blood stains, and even the tattered clothes are stuck with the flesh and skin, which makes people unbearable to look at directly.
Even if he was sent to Geng Anhao at this moment, Geng Anhao probably wouldn't recognize that this dirty and thin man who was even dirtier than the homeless beggar on the side of the road would be his father Geng Hai.
In the dark dungeon, only Cen Yin's soft voice echoed in the cold and humid air.
"Despicable, you guys are so despicable......"
A hoarse and dry voice squeezed out from the bottom of Geng Hai's throat, and his voice was rough as if it had been polished by sandpaper, which was very different from the loud sound of the past.
Geng Hai is not Geng Anhao who is in the game, he is cunning and cunning, and he realizes the hidden trap in this matter at a glance......
Cen Yin, this eunuch, is really despicable.
Knowing the son is more than the father.
Although his son Geng Anhui was taught by him, Tianzi is smart and quick-witted, but Geng Anhui has been smooth sailing since he was a child, how can he fight Cen Yin who crawled out of the corpse pile of Zhenbei Wangfu, no, it's Xue Zhao!
Geng Hai's eyes became more and more uneasy under the dim candlelight, and Cen Yin's wild words three months ago were still in his ears: "...... How can this seat keep the last death of Grandpa Guo, so that you can see the fate of your Geng family with your own eyes! β
At that time, he was worried, but he could barely tell himself that their Geng family still had a century-old foundation, and even the emperor could not act rashly.
It was not so easy for Cen Yin to bring down their Geng family...... As long as it takes another year or two, when his son completely holds the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies in his hands, the Geng family will be able to stand tall.
I didn't expect Cen Yin to strike again so soon!
Could it be that this is really the death of their Geng family......
Geng Hai's eyes were wide open, and it was difficult to hide the look of despair in his eyes.
Cen Yin looked down at Geng Hai who was sitting on the ground, the corners of his lips as red as blood curled slightly, as if he had thought of something pleasant, "Geng Hai, guess how long your Weiguo Mansion can last?" β
"......" Geng Hai's purple thin lips trembled, and his eyes were almost dumbfounded.
The smile on the corner of Cen Yin's mouth became colder, and he turned around suddenly, intending to leave.
"Xue Zhao!" Geng Hai in the cell roared and shouted, and when he was excited, the shackles on his hands and feet collided.
Cen Yin didn't stop, and continued to walk out unhurriedly, as if he hadn't heard it.
Geng Hai was anxious, for fear that Cen Yin would leave, so he raised his hand and grabbed the railing of the cell, and shouted: "Feng Yan is the son of Emperor Chongming, right!" Geng Hai used an affirmative tone.
During this time, Geng Hai had nothing to do in the dungeon, so he could only think about the relationship between Xue Zhao, An Ping and Feng Yan over and over again...... That's where this conclusion came to be.
Cen Yin neither answered, nor stopped, and walked leisurely as before.
However, just looking at the other party's upright back, Geng Hai clearly realized that he was right.
At this moment, Geng Hai's heart became more complicated, and the bottom of his eyes was like the sea on a stormy night, shocked, shocked, frightened, gloomy and deep.
His mind flashed back to the scene as quickly as a marquee.
In the blink of an eye, it's been almost seventeen years.
Everything is as it was yesterday.
On that day, today led the troops to break through the palace, until the Qianqing Palace, the two brothers confronted each other in front of the Qianqing Palace, and reprimanded each other stubbornly, in fact, at that time any words were just nothing, everyone knew that the overall situation had been decided, and finally Emperor Chongming led the knife to kill himself......
At that time, Queen Xu was pregnant, pregnant for nine months, and was about to give birth.
After the death of Emperor Chongming, Jinshang naturally did not let go of Empress Xu and the child in her belly, and rushed into the Qianqing Palace with him, and what he saw was Empress Xu holding an infant in both hands.
Empress Xu no longer regained her usual grace and luxury, a green silk like a crow's feather was scattered behind her, even if she was wrapped in a big cloak, it couldn't hide the blood on her body.
She asked them if Emperor Chongming was dead.
At that time, Imagami just asked her to hand over the swaddling clothes.
Although the answer was not asked, Queen Xu already had the answer, and after she hugged the swaddling baby and muttered miserably, she resolutely swallowed gold in front of them and died.
In the face of death, she did not have a trace of fear, as if she had lost the courage to live.
At that time, for the sake of his reputation, Jinshang did not dare to approach Queen Xu's body, but he personally went to confirm that Queen Xu was dead, and he also checked the swaddling clothes and found that the swaddling clothes were a baby boy with bruises all over his body and no breath.
It was a stillbirth.
For so many years, neither he nor Jinshang had ever thought that Emperor Chongming might still have a bloodline left in this world.
Now Geng Hai thinks back to this past and understands it all at once.
Yes, An Ping was also pregnant at the time, and the stillborn baby in Queen Xu's arms was probably born by An Ping, and it was stolen and turned into a phoenix.
Therefore, Emperor Chongming and Empress Xu decided to die in that posture, Emperor Chongming deliberately delayed time before killing himself with a knife, and Empress Xu was to dispel their doubts about the stillbirth, everything they did was for their children-
Sealing inflammation.
Therefore, Xue Qiyuan, the king of Zhenbei, made up his mind to start an incident......
Therefore, Yuan Wei would betray himself just now.
Therefore, not only does Xue Zhao hate himself, but Feng Yan is only afraid that he hates himself even more, and there is not only a hatred between them for killing his father and mother, but also about the ownership of these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains......
Geng Hai's heart seemed to fall sharply from an abyss, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.
Feng Yan and Cen Yin's determination can be imagined, I'm afraid that no one can stop them, with the joint efforts of these two, I'm afraid that the Geng family will really be doomed!
"It's Mu Jianming." Geng Hai said excitedly, "Xue Zhao, the real culprit back then was Mu Jianming, and it was Mu Jianming who had ambitions...... I've already regretted it. β
After a pause, Geng Hai said again: "Xue Zhao, you are a smart person, you should know that it is not so simple for the two of you to want revenge, I can help you!" β
Geng Hai said to himself in his heart that there was an enmity between them, but once the matter involved the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and the supreme supreme position, even if they were enemies, they could join forces. Even a son can kill his father.
Thinking about it, Geng Hai's eyes lit up with a spark of hope, staring at Cen Yin's fiery red back.
This time, Cen Yin finally stopped, turned around, and looked at Geng Hai in the cell, his long narrow eyes shining strangely in the dim candle flame.
The spark in Geng Hai's eyes became a little brighter.
Cen Yin hooked his thin lips, and his feminine voice became softer and softer, "In order to leave a way for the Geng family to survive, the dignified Duke Wei Guogong will even bend his knees." It's a pity ......."
Cen Yin sighed slightly, this sigh made Geng Hai's heart sink again.
Cen Yin turned around again, and as he walked forward, he said lightly: "This seat wants to see the Geng family die without a place to be buried. β
As Cen Yin walked away, the surroundings of the cell gradually darkened, Geng Hai's thoughts flew, weighing the stakes, and finally decided to give it a go, and when Cen Yin was about to go out, he shouted: "Xue Zhao, I know where the bones of your father and princess are!" Don't you want to collect their bodies? "Wouldn't he want to build a monument to them?!
Cen Yin stopped again, his long eyelashes were half drooping, and he looked at the lantern in his hand with a cold look in his eyes.
He didn't look back, just stopped for two breaths, and walked forward, this time, directly out of the dungeon.
"Bang!"
There was a sound of the door closing, and the dungeon was back to its usual darkness, without a trace of light.
However, Geng Hai saw the light of hope again from Cen Yin's brief stop just now.
"Xue Zhao is not a ...... without flaws"
Geng Hai muttered to himself almost silently, his scarred hands clenched.
That's right, as long as the other party still has flaws, there is hope for their Geng family!
Now, Geng Hai only hopes that his son Geng Anhui must hold on, as long as his son can grit his teeth and persevere, the emperor still has to be face-saving, and his son can take advantage of this contrarian trend to win people's hearts and establish prestige in one fell swoop.
As long as my son can hold on......
But obviously, Geng Anhao is still young, far less old than Geng Hai, who has experienced three generations of emperors.
Under the pressure of the officials and the military attachΓ©s, Geng Anhui struggled and could only use empty words to appease those military attachΓ©s, but this was far from enough.
Once, in their hearts, the Patriotic Mansion was a mountain they could rely on, but now, this mountain is riddled with holes.
Some generals have a trace of doubt in their hearts: Can this new Duke of Wei Guo support the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies?!
They can't wait forever in Beijing, can they?!
As July comes to an end, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and people's hearts are becoming more and more irritable.
On the sixth day of August, the Halloween Festival is coming in the limelight.
In addition to the "crazy demon" He's family, no one else in the Duanmu family is qualified to go to the palace banquet, although Duanmu Xian wants to take Duanmu Fei to join in the fun, but Duanmu Fei thinks about it and feels that it is too troublesome to enter the palace, so he refuses directly.
She simply went to the hot spring Zhuangzi with Duanmujun to escape the summer, planning to play comfortably in Zhuangzi all day.
Compared with the last time the sisters came to Zhuangzi, this side is very different, the house, yard, pond and so on have all been repaired.
The Zhuangzi is densely shaded and lush, and it seems that even the wind around it is dyed with green.
The ancients said: Summer bathing springs, summer temperature can be dispelled.
Since buying this Zhuangzi, this is the first time that the sisters have come here to soak in the hot springs.
"Zhenzhen, don't rush in, try the temperature of the spring water first, and soak your feet ......for a while."
"Then I splashed the spring water on my body little by little."
"Once you've got used to the temperature of the hot springs, you're ready to soak in the pool."
Duanmu Jun also soaked in hot springs when he was in the north before, and instructed his sister step by step what to do.
"Boom la la ......"
The sisters, who were only wearing belly pockets, took the hot spring water from the ground with their hands, drenched their bodies for each other, and then slowly soaked in the hot spring pool, their bodies warm.
Duanmu let out a sigh of satisfaction, the tiredness on her body seemed to be swept away, and her little face was red and fluttering with the heat of the hot spring, and she was delicate.
Duanmu Fei felt that it was very fresh, and for a while he naughtily dialed the water again, and the splash of the water splashed, and then the basket of dried rose petals by the pool was taken and sprinkled on the pond water.
As the heat rises, the air is tinted with a faint scent of roses.
Accidentally, one of the petals fell on the tip of Duanmujun's nose, Duanmujun hurriedly raised his hand to pull, slender fingers like jade and the red rose petals set off each other, between the hazy mist, the beauty is like a jade flower, delicate and unbelievable, Duanmu Fei is a little itchy and wants to draw a "beauty out of the bath", and several compositions flashed in his mind.
Duanmufei's eyes fell on Duanmujun's fingertips, and he found that the nails dyed last time on Qixi had faded, and he proposed with great interest: "Sister, when you finish soaking in the hot springs, I'll dye your nails again, I remember that impatiens are planted in this village." β
Duanmujun has always been by her sister, and she responded with a smile, she personally poured tea for her sister and coaxed her to drink more water.
After soaking, resting and soaking, the sisters stayed in the bathroom for nearly an hour before they came out, and their skin was soaked in the hot spring like shelled eggs, delicate and moist.
Duanmufei couldn't help but raise her hand and touch Duanmujun's face, the tentacles were soft and slippery, and she suddenly felt that this hot spring Zhuangzi was really worth buying.
"......" Bi Chan saw Duanmu Fei's action in the back, with a strange expression on her face. If it weren't for the fact that the fourth girl was a girl's family, she really thought that she had just seen Dengzi.
Bi Chan cleared her throat and asked, "Fourth girl, didn't you say that you want to dye the eldest girl's nails?" Do you want the slave to pick some impatiens? β
"I also want to go to the back mountain to pick some other flowers, you can bring a few more baskets and scissors." Duanmu Fei commanded.
She had recently seen a new method of printing and dyeing in an ancient book, and she wanted to try it, and if she had dyed the material, she would use it to make autumn clothes for her sister.
The more Duanmufei thought about it, the more impatient she became, so she pulled Duanmuxuan and went to the back mountain together.
At this time, the back mountain is full of flowers, and there are many kinds of wild vegetables and mushrooms, and the air under the shade of the trees is particularly fresh, with the unique smell of plants and trees.
Duanmu Fei was interested, so he called the maid to pick some wild vegetables and mushrooms by the way, planning to make a mushroom soup and eat wild game later.
They forgot the time to play on the mountain, and when they came down the mountain, it was already more than half of the time, and the Zhuangzi had already prepared food for them, and they were warming it on the stove.
Since the summer, Duanmu Fei has lost his appetite, and today he sweated and moved again, and his appetite was opened all of a sudden.
When Duanmu Xian came, he saw such a scene, and he only felt that the steward in this Zhuangzi was too wooden, and he starved the four girls of his family like this.
Duanmu Fei swallowed the pastry in his mouth, blinking and looking at Duanmu Xian, feeling that it would be okay for Duanmu Xian to come to them at this time.