"Who the hell are you?" Luang Pocho's voice squeezed out of his teeth.

"Bang!"

He was answered with a crisp and sharp sound of fire, which shook the fallen leaves around him and made them seem to tremble.

"......" Lang Boqiao let out a muffled snort of pain, his face became even more ugly, and there was an extra hole in his right calf, and the blood gushed out rapidly, and the pain that pierced his heart made his face hideous.

"I'd like to ask the general to borrow something." In comparison, Feng Yan is still so comfortable, not even the curvature of the corners of his mouth has changed, and he is still smiling.

Luang Po Qiao gritted his teeth and asked, "What do you want?" The four words took almost all his strength, and he knew that the other party had taken such a lot of effort and risk, and what he asked for was not easy.

"Talisman." Feng Yanyun lightly spit out two words.

Lang Boqiao's eyes widened slightly, and the bottom of his eyes surged for a moment, and then he suddenly hooked his lips and sneered, "It turns out that you are the person of the Liang thief!" That Liang thief's heart is not dead! Hmph, if he can betray the first time, he can have a second time, a third time! ”

"Soldier talisman, this general will never give it, if you have a kind, you will kill this general! Otherwise, if you fall into the hands of General Ben, General Ben ......"

"Bang!"

Feng Yan directly tapped the trigger and gave his response with the most direct action.

The projectile from the mouth of the fire bolt quickly passed through the center of Lang Po Qiao's eyebrows, and Lang Po Qiao's eyes widened even more, as if he did not expect Feng Yan to be so decisive. Then, his eyes darkened, and his huge body fell to the grass, blood quickly staining all around.

Feng Yan looked down at the other party's corpse and squinted.

He hadn't expected Lang Pocho to hand over the talisman obediently.

Feng Yan squatted down without changing his face, untied the matching knife and token from Lang Poqiao's waist, and then changed into the armor of one of his own soldiers, and whistled casually with his fingers in a ring.

Ben Xiao ran happily from the mountains and forests, stopped in front of Feng Yan, and made a loud sound in his mouth.

Feng Yan turned over and got on his horse, and immediately galloped out of the sky, returning the same way he came and went......

Outside the mountains and forests, those Nanhuai recruits and Dasheng civilians are still gathered in place, the recruits maintain a phalanx, not daring to move, and those Dasheng civilians are becoming more and more uneasy like frightened sheep, they all know that their lives are just a matter of these Nanhuai people's words, I am afraid that today this mountain forest is their burial place.

"Woo woo woo ......" A female doll couldn't suppress the fear in her heart and sobbed, and the woman next to her wrapped her slender arms around her, whispered to comfort her, saying things like "Don't be afraid, mother is here".

Seeing this, the captain of those Nanhuai recruits shouted impatiently: "What are you crying about, it's noisy!" ”

Lest it anger these murderous Nanhuai people, the woman hurriedly covered the female doll's small mouth, and her body trembled slightly like a residual leaf in the wind and rain.

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves came from the direction of the mountain forest, and all the recruits subconsciously followed the prestige, and the recruit captain smiled and said, "The general must be back." ”

As he spoke, he saw a young man dressed as a soldier appear at the entrance of the forest on horseback, and casually commanded them in Nanhuai: "The general has an order, and the whole army will return to the camp." ”

The recruits in Nanhuai were all puzzled, looking at each other, wanting to ask but not daring.

The first military order they received in the army was to obey the general unconditionally, just like "the king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die", even if the general orders them to die, they have to obey.

"Obey the general's orders." A group of Nanhuai recruits responded in unison, and their voices were uniform.

Under the instructions of the captain of the recruits, several Nanhuai recruits quickly drove the hundred or so Dasheng civilians back to the nearby slave camp.

Feng Yan didn't say anything more, and immediately rode his horse in the direction of Changxu City.

He must take these recruits out of here, as for those Dasheng civilians and corpses in the mountains and forests here, there will be Liang Sicheng's henchmen to take over.

"Stepping on ......"

Those Nanhuai recruits followed Feng Yan neatly, and some of them quietly glanced back in the direction of the mountains and forests, wondering in their hearts whether General Lang Boqiao failed to catch the Dasheng boy and couldn't get off the stage, so he sent them all away.

Feng Yan went all the way non-stop, and it was not yet noon when he and the recruits returned to Changxu City.

Feng Yan showed the token, and the Nanhuai guards guarding the city gate didn't ask a word, so they all let them in, Feng Yan ordered these recruits to return to the recruit camp in the name of Lang Boqiao and not to move around without permission, and followed him to Liang Sicheng's mansion generously.

Last night, he had only come to Liang Sicheng's study, and he was very familiar with the road in the house, and the house saw that he was wearing Nanhuai armor, and he didn't dare to stop him.

Liang Sicheng, who heard the news, waited at the door of the study, welcomed Feng Yan into the house, and ordered his cronies to guard at the gate and not allow anyone to approach.

As soon as Feng Yan entered the room, he sat down on a high-backed chair by the window, as if he had no bones.

"Childe," Liang Sicheng cautiously took out a two-inch-long copper token from his bosom and presented it to Feng Yan with both hands, "The talisman has been found." ”

Feng Yan took the talisman and played with it casually, his fingers were slender and agile, and he flexibly moved the small talisman between his fingers, revealing a touch of casual casualness, "Liang Sicheng, I'll leave it to you next." ”

Feng Yan handed out the talisman that he had just won again, and there were still mud stains on his handsome face, but the beautiful phoenix eyes were even more prominent, like ink-dyed eyes as if they were carefully drawn with a pen, and the tails of his eyes were slightly raised.

Not only pretty, but also dangerous.

Liang Sicheng looked at the pair of familiar eyes in front of him, but he didn't feel worried, but began to boil with blood, and his whole body was full of power.

It was something he hadn't felt in years.

Liang Sicheng solemnly knelt on one knee on the ground, raised his hands high, and respectfully and reverently took the talisman that still carried body temperature.

"Childe." Liang Sicheng raised his eyes to look at Feng Yan and swore impassionedly, "This time, Changxu City will never lose again!" ”

Feng Yan hooked his lips and smiled, "Very good." ”

As long as it is managed well, Lang Boqiao's death should be hidden for a while, and with Liang Sicheng's ability, he will be able to slowly control Changxu City, right under the noses of those Nanhuai people.

And Changxu City will be a hidden nail they have nailed in the territory of the Nanhuai people!

The South is just around the corner.

"Liang Sicheng, if there is anything, you can discuss with General Yan Bing, and General Yan will fully assist you." Feng Yan said slowly.

Liang Sicheng's eyes widened slightly, shocked.

Feng Yan's implication is that Yan Zhaolin, the chief soldier of Jinzhou, is also his own person, that is to say, the reason why Yan Zhaolin invited himself to the southern border to support is probably not because of the emperor's will, but because of Feng Yan's intentions......

This move is too deep, and it is also, if it weren't for the fact that she had enough knowledge of the southern border, the eldest princess of Anping probably wouldn't dare to let Feng Yan come all the way to the southern border single-handedly, after all, Feng Yan was the only bloodline of "that person".

"Yes, Childe." Liang Sicheng pressed the surging heart in his heart, and responded with a fist, sonorous and powerful, "Qianzhou will be handed over to his subordinates." ”

With Yan Zhaolin echoing him in the south, his certainty was even greater.

"Okay." The smile on Feng Yan's face was even bigger, and Yun said lightly, "I want this land in the south!" ”

The sunlight outside the window sprinkled on the brass armor on his body, which seemed to be plated with a golden halo, shining, and also lining his eyes brighter, sharper, revealing a touch of inevitable firmness.

The midday sun hangs high in the sky, looking down on all beings and the world.

Not only is the dark tide surging in the south, but also in the distant capital.

Since February 26, after the emperor agreed to let the Hanlin Yuan draft the edict of the guilty himself, the Hanlin Yuan walked on thin ice, handed over the draft one by one, and returned it again and again to re-change, so that after more than ten times of revision, the emperor finally reluctantly reluctantly bowed.

The people of the Hanlin Academy breathed a sigh of relief, and then, the court made a fuss about the seal on the edict and the edict of the day.

The rules of the Dasheng Dynasty, this edict, the use of seals and the edict are all in charge of the celebrant supervisor, and this edict should have been the same, but Geng Hai has always been aggressive and constantly raised objections to the etiquette system.

"Your Majesty, the minister thinks that this edict is not an ordinary edict, and it cannot be done by the celebrant supervisor, but should be stamped by the emperor himself."

"Your Majesty, as a rule, the edict should be reported to the temple first, and then announced to the world, do you think there should be a Si Zhu to read the edict?"

"Your Majesty, you said before that you should let the Imperial Horse Supervisor appoint people to serve as admirals and ministers in the three major battalions of the forbidden army, and the ministers have thought about it carefully, and it is not impossible to ......."

“……”

Others don't know what kind of "tacit understanding" Geng Hai and the emperor reached in the end, but they only saw the final ending, the emperor's edict was completely unhandled by the celebrant supervisor, and he used the seal by himself, and personally sent it to the temple for worship.

Since the establishment of the Dasheng Dynasty, the 12 eunuchs of the inner court have always been headed by the celebrant supervisor, who is actually the internal minister, assisting the emperors of previous dynasties to deal with the government and approving the red seal, which is the first time that an edict has been released from the control of the celebrant eunuch.

This fact made the court all frightened, and it was inevitable that there would be some speculation and discussion in private, and there was a strange and tense atmosphere in the capital.

However, that night, this edict, which should have been placed in the Taimiao, appeared in the study of Cen Mansion.

"Commander." A young black-clothed shadow guard respectfully presented the edict to Cen Yin, and then stood aside respectfully.

In the study, there was an octagonal palace lamp with a glass cover, which illuminated the room in a dim light.

Cen Yin opened the edict and glanced at it casually, his red lips hooked up as if he was smiling, and his narrow eyes shone bewitching in the light of the palace lamp.

"Xuanmo." Cen Yin called in a low voice.

Another middle-aged shadow guard in a cyan shirt immediately walked over, looked at the edict on the case, stroked his goatee and praised: "Cheng Hanlin's calligraphy is good at regular script and line calligraphy, Wang Xizhi was first learned, and then studied under Zhang Mengxun, a calligraphy master of this dynasty, calligraphy absorbed the strengths of Wang Xizhi and Yan Zhenqing, and his regular writing was dignified and majestic, and his bones were strong, no wonder the Hanlin Academy chose him to draft this edict......"

The young black-clothed shadow guard was dizzy when he heard this, and couldn't help but say loudly: "Xuanmo, you have said so much, can you imitate his words?" ”

"There is no word in the world that I can't imitate!" Xuan Mo glanced at him and said confidently, "I imitate Wang Xizhi, no one wants to see the flaws......

"I know, I know, your imitation of "Orchid Pavilion Preface" was received by the emperor as a genuine handiwork." The black-clothed shadow guard waved his hand, impatiently listening to the other party's clichés.

Cen Yin casually took a scroll that was exactly the same as this edict, and said, "Xuanmo, then I'll hand it over to you." ”

Xuan Mo took the scroll with both hands, then walked to the bookcase by the window, spread the scroll on the desk, and studied the ink again.

Cen Yin looked at the edict in front of him, and read it with a faint expression: "I have been on the throne for sixteen years, flattering Hongye, and conscientiously ......"

The middle-aged shadow guard named Xuanmo wrote the book, and according to Cen Yin's words, he wrote it down word by word, and the pen walked the dragon and snake.

There was only Cen Yin's voice left in the room, unhurried, neither light nor heavy.

After a while, Xuan Mo took the pen, and after drying the ink, he submitted the second edict that had been rewritten to Cen Yin's case.

When the two edicts are placed together, it can be seen at a glance that the handwriting of the two is almost identical.

Cen Yin smiled again, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and then he went to take out the jade seal and personally covered the jade seal on the lower left side of the second edict.

The young black-clothed shadow guard had been standing quietly aside, and he also smiled, "Commander, according to his subordinates, it is estimated that even Cheng Hanlin, who is planning the edict, will not be able to distinguish Li Kui and Li Ghost for a while." ”

Xuan Mo smiled slightly, stroked his beard leisurely, and his smug demeanor seemed to say, that still needs to be said!

Cen Yin rolled up the second edict and ordered with a smile: "Send it 'back'." ”

"Yes, Commander."

The young black-clothed shadow guard took the edict with both hands, jumped out of the window lightly, flew through the wall, shuttled through the capital like a ghost, and returned to the nave of the Taimiao by the same way.

He took the edict from where he put it back there, quietly, and did not alarm anyone in the temple at all, as if this edict had never left.

The black-clothed shadow guard came and went without a trace, only the stars and moon in the sky took this scene into their eyes.

This edict was enshrined in the temple for three days.

During these three days, the emperor and the civil and military officials all burned incense and bathed, fasted and meditated, and the court was solemn and solemn.

Until March 16, that is, the auspicious day chosen by Qin Tianjian, the emperor personally led hundreds of civil and military officials to the Taimiao Temple to sacrifice and confess.

After the first day of the new year, after the dragon turned over, it was only two months, and the emperor came to the Taimiao Temple to worship again, which was also the first time in more than 100 years in the Dasheng Dynasty.

Compared with the last "temporary uprising", this time the sacrifice was longer and more formal.

Even the time when the emperor left the palace was selected by Qin Tianjian when he was auspicious, and the law driving, halogen book, gold chariot and so on were all available, and every step was extremely exquisite.

After the ceremony announced "welcome the gods", the "Yiping Chapter" was played, the civil and military officials were all kneeling outside the front hall, the emperor and a group of clans entered the hall, under the guidance of the officials of the Honglu Temple, kneeling, incense, bowing, solemn.

Outside the hall, the civil and military officials were all a little shorter, kneeling on the white marble ground, Duanmuxian knelt in front as the first assistant, with a solemn expression, and secretly relieved in his heart.

After today, the matter of the guilty edict can finally be completely over.

He can also have a heart to do.

Duanmu Xian took advantage of the interval between the four salutes, and quickly glanced at the emperor who was wearing the crown in front of him, and the events of the previous days flashed in his mind, three days ago, the emperor specially summoned himself privately, in order to how to divide power from the hands of the Governor's Office of the Five Armies, the emperor praised himself in and out of his words, and promised himself a favor - to give the Duanmu family a false title of four grades, which can be inherited by any of the juniors.

This grace, Duanmu Xian intends to keep it for the time being.

The eldest grandson, Duanmu Heng, has made him feel at ease since he was a child, not only has the talent to read, but also is extremely self-disciplined, Duanmu Heng is more stable and can go further on the road of the imperial examination.

It's better to leave this favor to Duanmu Heng's younger brothers to see who is more suitable...... The family can't rely on the eldest grandson alone, but the family must support each other.

Thinking about it, the corners of Duanmu Xian's lips unconsciously curled, and his mind gradually drifted away.

The music stopped, and the next thing was to kneel and lay the knight, the atmosphere became more and more grand, and all the officials were cautious, not daring to make a little extra sound.

Everyone knows that the emperor's mood is definitely not good, if the emperor is willing to make an edict, it will be issued a long time ago, and it will not be delayed for so long, this time it is just a duck on the shelf, it is a game between the emperor and the celebrant and Wei Guogong.

On the surface, it seems that the defense of the country has won, but in fact, it is ......

Duanmu Xian's heart was clear, his eyes did not squint, and he didn't look at Geng Hai on his left.

Judging from the recent details, the emperor can no longer tolerate Geng Hai.

The four girls in their own family are right, Geng Hai is almost finished, unless he succeeds in forcing the palace and changes the dynasty, otherwise there will be more luck and less luck.

Therefore, his family must not have anything to do with his Geng family, and it is better to avoid as far as possible.

The sun outside is getting higher and higher, and the sacrificial ceremony has just begun, Duanmu Xian is also old, and after kneeling for so long, he feels dizzy and dizzy, and he can barely cheer up.

Soon, the music sounded again, played the "Chapter of the Peace", the silk, the lord and the secretary Zhu each performed their duties, and when the secretary Zhu held out an edict with both hands, the heads of the hundred officials outside the hall were lowered, and their hearts hung in the air.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the emperor's edict is to set off a "bloody storm" in the court, Wei Guogong is pressing step by step, and the celebrant retreats step by step, after all, Wei Guogong got what he wanted.

Originally, after Wei Guogong returned to Beijing with filial piety the year before last, the holy grace was not as good as before, compared to the power of Lord Cen to lean towards the government and the opposition, he has always been in a weak position, and the matter of the guilty edict may become a turning point, maybe in the future, the balance between Lord Cen and Geng Hai will be broken.

If the two tigers fight, one will be injured, and the next court will not be peaceful again......

When the solemn music stopped again, the ministers almost held their breath, knowing that the most important step of the sacrifice was about to begin.

Inside and outside the hall, everything was silent, and it seemed that even the sound of the wind had stopped, and it was terrifyingly quiet.

Some ministers were so nervous that beads of sweat oozed from the corners of their foreheads, but they didn't dare to wipe them at all, so they could only let the sweat gurgle down and drip on the white marble ground, ticking and ticking......

Si Zhu walked out of the front hall with the edict in his hand, stopped under the eaves, faced the ministers, and opened the edict in his hand very carefully.

Geng Hai, who was kneeling below, raised his eyes and looked at the edict, quickly turned his head and glanced in Cen Yin's direction, hooked his lips proudly, and made his mind settle.

In this game, he won.

Immediately afterwards, Si Zhu read aloud the emperor's edict:

"I have been on the throne for 16 years, flattering Hongye, conscientious and conscientious, but Bo De bows down, I can't go up to the full three lights, and the sum of the masses is below, mutations are frequent, and I am only afraid of ...... at night."

“…… The remaining one is guilty, and there is no one who is worth ten thousand. Ten thousand people are guilty, and there is only one left......"

"I am quiet and quiet, and I always want to be comfortable......"

Wrong! Duanmu Xian below turned pale and frowned.

The emperor's edict of self-sin, Duanmu Xian, as the first assistant, naturally read it beforehand, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a backward recitation, there is no problem in the first few paragraphs, but the sentence "I am so high that I can't accept myself in vain" is not right, the edict behind has changed, and he is sure that there is no such sentence in the edict.

The first thought that came to Duanmuxian's mind was that this edict had been tampered with!

Duanmu Xian swallowed his saliva, and the second thought was, fortunately, he had not taken over the matter of drafting the edict from beginning to end!

Otherwise, I'm afraid that I won't be able to escape the involvement this time, and I'm going to die!

Fortunately, my four girls are smart. Duanmu Xian sighed again in his heart, thinking that when he returned home, he must praise his four girls, well, the four girls like piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, printing, tea, etc., so he simply found some good calligraphy for the girl......

There was an eerie silence all around.

It was the first time that most people had heard of this edict, but the Hanlin Yuan and several other ministers knew what should have been written in the edict, and their hearts chuckled.

Some of the officials vaguely heard that something was wrong, and secretly exchanged glances with each other below, with different expressions, either surprised, or frowning, or shocked, or confused......

Si Zhu was still unconscious, and continued to read the edict: "The dream is so high, you can't be humble and accept it, and kill ......"

When he read this, even if Si Zhu was sluggish, he felt that something was wrong, but he could only read it hard, "Kill my brother and seize the throne, remember my own mistakes, how ......can I regret it?"

In the next moment, the edict in Si Zhu's hand was snatched away by someone forcefully......

Si Zhu subconsciously turned his head to look, dumbfounded, his body couldn't move, and he saw that the emperor came behind him at some point, and he was looking at the edict he had just taken with a shocked face, looking down at ten lines at a glance, and his mouth seemed to have words.

The emperor's face was blue, white, and purple, and his face was hard to see, and his hands holding the edict trembled slightly, almost crushing the edict.

The "Emperor's ......" inner servant saw that the emperor was very angry and wanted to persuade him to take care of the dragon's body.

The emperor's face had risen to purple, and his eyes were covered with hideous bloodshots, and he only felt that the four words "killing my brother and seizing the throne" on the edict seemed to be as dazzling as a needle, and there were those "I am idle and quiet, and I always want to be comfortable", "I can't be vain", "I can't accept myself with humility", "There are many police in all directions and I can't come to my senses", etc., word by word, sentence by sentence are like a slap in his face.

Kill your brother and take the throne.

This was an untouchable taboo in the emperor's heart, and now it was revealed in front of the ministers in this way, as if someone had torn open a wound that had already become scarred and stabbed it several times.

Damn, really hateful, who the hell wants to harm himself?!

The emperor's heart was surging sharply, and his chest was rising and falling violently, becoming more and more rapid.

He wanted to tear the edict in his hand to shreds, but he suddenly couldn't catch it in one breath, only to feel that his eyes were dark, and his body fell backwards......

His consciousness was far away from him, and only darkness remained around him, and the frightened cries of the ministers came from his ears: "Your Majesty! Emperor! ”

"The emperor fainted!"

"Father's ......"

The Emperor fainted, and was in a mess like ants on a hot pan.

Some chamberlains hurriedly brought a Taishi chair, and some chamberlains helped the unconscious emperor to the chair, some chamberlains had the audacity to pinch the emperor, and some people fanned the wind with their sleeves......

The princes also walked out of the palace in a panic and surrounded the emperor.

Cen Yin followed behind the princes and the clan and walked out of the hall unhurriedly.

When I came to the temple today, all the civil and military officials had to wear sacrificial clothes, green Luo clothes, red Luo clothes, and their respective crowns and ribbons according to their grades, and Cen Yin was the same.

This ordinary Qingluo clothes are worn on Cen Yin's body, and they feel different, with an indescribable elegance and nobility.

He stopped under the eaves outside the hall, and looked in the direction of the emperor with deep eyes, his beautiful face adding a bit of cold charm in the shadow of the eaves, like a ghost, like a spirit, with a different kind of clear atmosphere.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint!