The British Duke rushed in first, followed by the silver-robed general Li Siwen.

As soon as the two of them entered the door and saw the prince lying on the ground with a bloody face, they were secretly surprised in their hearts, what was the matter?

Didn't they say that if the saints were in danger, or if they were done speaking, they would throw the lamps as a trumpet, and then they would come in and catch them all?

It's a bit fast-paced, it's over so quickly?

According to the death of the saint, the relatives should weep bitterly and cry and mourn; The dead minister wants to stop the court and mourn, and the British public thinks that at least it will be dark before he can come in!

But he heard the signal, if he didn't come in, if he really let the prince get his hands on it, then he wouldn't be a sinner for the ages!

He Zhichun stiffened his neck and looked at the British Duke with righteousness, it's really not my fault!

What a shrewd man the British duke was, he knew at a glance that something was wrong, but he couldn't withdraw at this time, and shouted: "The thief is not yet restrained, and his subordinates have all disarmed and surrendered." ”

Then with a wave of his hand, he rushed forward and stood with General Hou.

Li Siwen also poked Du Juma with a shot, King Wei and Cui Jiu escorted the saint to retreat, He Zhichun didn't have a weapon in his hand, he dragged a triangular stool, and dragged the unconscious prince back.

The saint looked at his heart with a lot of unpleasantness, "What do you care about that evil obstacle?" He wants to force the palace, if he dies, forget it. ”

He Zhichun replied without raising his head: "He is lying here, what if he fights and trips my fourth brother?" ”

The saint was so angry that he vomited blood, dead child! In vain, I thought you were kind-hearted and repaid your grievances with virtue......

When Cui Jiu heard this, he opened his mouth and said, "Your lord is really angry when he sees that the prince wants to hurt the saint. Although he has done something irreparable, blood is thicker than water! Your lord is such a hard-mouthed and soft-hearted person. ”

This is how much better it is in the heart of the saint.

He Zhichun was speechless, he didn't like to listen to the truth these days, and he had to force people to tell lies.

It's just that her attention was all attracted by the British Duke after a while, and he was really the most powerful man she had ever seen!

I saw that the British male was holding a gun in his right hand and a needle in his left hand.

When you are far away, stab you with a spear and come close, good fellow, prick your acupoint with a needle!

This is really a generation of famous doctors, the acupuncture points are accurate, and General Hou on the opposite side was beaten by him after a while, "I only know that the traitorous villain who slaps the horse fights and fights, why do you need to prick the needle?" ”

The British Duke smiled, "Ignorant and reckless. Just win the fight, you don't care whether you stick a needle or shoot a brick. I saw that your tongue coating was too thick, and when you opened your mouth, it was a fishy smell, and your liver was empty, so I treated you for a cure. ”

General Hou was even more annoyed, he was also a famous general who had been on the battlefield for a long time, and he was so easy to be caught, and he was even more inspired to squeeze towards the saint.

Saying so much is useless, kill the emperor first, then no matter whether the prince is dizzy or awake, the throne will change hands.

King Wei hurriedly escorted the saint back, and Cui Jiuyi dragged He Zhichun behind him.

General Hou came with a knife swing and stepped on the prince's finger, and the prince exclaimed in surprise and sat up.

General Hou was startled, at this time the British Duke had already approached, a silver needle brush, General Hou only felt numb all over his body, and suddenly fell stiffly to the ground.

As soon as General Hou lay down, the other people were all knocked to the ground in less than a stick of incense, and in a moment, the person who had the upper hand was adjusted.

When the prince woke up, he knew that the general trend had gone, and crawled to the feet of the saint on his knees, "Daddy, my son is wrong." You shouldn't listen to General Hou's slander, pretend to be sick, and force the palace on the occasion of your visit. Daddy, son is wrong. ”

"Daddy, do you still remember, when you were a child, you taught your son to draw a bow and shoot arrows, and the first fawn your son shot, the deer skin made a pair of leather boots for Daddy and Auntie."

He Zhichun heard it and said secretly in his heart: Tsk, you don't know, the saint still doesn't know, you only learned archery when you were a child, and you can shoot a deer? Someone must have been tethered there for you to, and besides, the deerskin of a fawn, where is enough to make two pairs of boots.

What is there to envy, He Yu also taught her to spearfish! Standing bare-legged in the middle of the river, poking one at a time. The first fish she poked, He Yu disliked that it was too small, not enough for him to stuff between his teeth, and was used by Grandma He to cook soup and drink.

"Daddy, do you remember that when I was a child, I often made mistakes. Ah Niang punished me to kneel in the ancestral hall, Ah Dad always looked at me distressed, our father and son were in the dark ancestral hall together, eating Hu cakes, and putting away the slag after eating, for fear of being seen by Ah Niang. ”

What is there to show off, she was punished by the Wang family to kneel in the ancestral hall, she secretly hid food, He Yu also came to see her, and she was directly carried out in a powerful and domineering manner!

……

The prince kept talking about the past, trying to arouse the saint's pity, but the saint always stood there without saying a word.

On the contrary, King Wei listened to it in his heart, and patted He Zhichun on the shoulder, He Zhichun smiled at him, she really didn't envy the prince at all, her father He Yu was the best father in the world.

It's just that she thinks that the saint is the king first, and then the father; I didn't expect it, but it was like this for her.

Until the prince had nothing to say.

The sage burst into tears and opened his mouth to say, "Chengde, after your assassination of the King of Wei was revealed, you planned for today." There are people around you who have already told me. I don't want to believe it, how did such a good child become like this? ”

"To this day, I have given you the opportunity to take your siblings with me to awaken your conscience. Daddy said, you will treat Tianbao well in the future, they are all flesh and blood of the family, what is the blood hatred! This position of mine has always been reserved for you, why can't you understand it at all! ”

He Zhichun suddenly realized, no wonder the sage summoned her into the palace today, and he had to ask the prince to make a promise.

The prince also woke up suddenly, and wept bitterly.

The sage waved his hand weakly, "The prince is plotting rebellion, and this case will be handed over to Sun Fu, the secretary of Dali Temple, and the three provinces will discuss it together." I'm tired and I'm going to rest. ”

Sun Fu, who was at home, sneezed at this moment, and always felt that something big was about to fall on his head again!

Even if the saint picks wool, why should he fight his sheep to the death!

The matter has settled, Princess Changle ran over, hugged the prince and cried, "Daddy, Daddy, the eldest brother knows that he is wrong, Changle doesn't dare to argue for the eldest brother, and hopes that Daddy can spare his life." ”

When King Jin heard this, he also knelt down, "Ask Daddy to spare my eldest brother's life." ”

Rebellion is a great sin to kill the head.

And Princess Chengyang rushed straight to Du Juma, and faced him with a few big-eared scrapers, "Are you stupid!" The Du family is already a very popular minister, why did you do such a thing? ”

Princess Hengshan was so frightened that she stood there alone and was at a loss.