"Lord Shen, have you heard? There is news in the palace that someone has reported to His Majesty that King Wu has secretly released Duan Si, if this matter is said to Dali, it will be particularly unfavorable to King Wu's mansion! ”

Feng Fu got the news, so he hurriedly came to Shen Yin's house.

"What happened that day, only Duan Si is clear, and King Wu is clear, and their words are unfounded, and they may not be able to convince His Majesty." Shen Yin looked extremely calm, as if everything was going forward, he had expected it, he paused, and continued, "You and I are not people who walk around the palace a lot, how can there be more well-informed news, this is someone deliberately scattered the news." ”

"You mean?" Feng Fu was stunned.

It must be Taifu, Murong commented.

"Then why is he doing this? In this way, doesn't King Wu know who is behind his back? ”

He was puzzled, and he didn't see Murong Ping's routine.

"Do you think he cares?"

"Even if he doesn't spread the news in the palace, King Wu knows who he is and will never get along with him. Since it is the same result whether he says it or not, why doesn't he make the storm bigger. ”

"There is no evidence for Duan Si's matter, whether it is His Majesty or the people who want to make waves in the DPRK. He can only pretend to be a momentum, so that King Wu thinks that he is suspicious of His Majesty, and he is in a hurry, and a little wind and grass under the turbulent dark tide can make him make a big fuss! ”

"Then what should King Wu do?" Feng Fu asked closely.

Murong commented that he had the intention to harm this time, I don't know if King Wu's mansion can turn the danger into a disaster!

"King Wu has been for so many years, there are many choices, there are many paths, and he has walked half of his life with loyalty. So you don't have to worry, even if there is a catastrophe this time, and there is a prince by King Wu's side, even if he can't convince King Wu, he will be asked to choose a foolproof strategy. ”

Shen Yin said lightly, his eyes looked into the distance unconsciously, and he remembered the young man who was guiding the country in the Fangtou camp, the young hero, after a little overtime, King Wu has a son Ruoling, there is no difficulty that cannot be passed, and there is no great thing that cannot be accomplished.

****

"Brother Song!"

Song Xu only heard a call behind him, he looked back, greeted with a smile, "Duan Sui." ”

"What's wrong with you? A nervous look. ”

He looked at Duan Sui's face and was shocked, afraid that something big would happen!

"You know what? Taifu recently met His Majesty, and it seems that he has participated in a copy of King Wu! Duan Sui walked up to him and said in a low voice.

"So fast! Why? ”

Although Song Xu expected it, he didn't expect it to be so soon.

Murong Ping wants to get rid of King Wu's heart, he really can't wait!

"It seems to be for the sake of Duan Si."

"King Wu's brother-in-law?"

"He is also a general who rebelled against Yan and surrendered to Jin."

Duan Sui frowned, and Song Xu immediately understood the mystery.

"I heard he ran away?"

Like such a rebel general, he must be escorted back to Beijing to be beheaded and killed, this person is a relative of King Wu, and he ran away from the hands of King Wu.

All rules and regulations are all great sins!

King Wu, King Wu, how could family affection be involved here!

"It doesn't matter how he goes."

Duan Sui spoke very lightly, and his voice was also very soft, as if there was a slight wind, and his voice dispersed.

"It's just that King Wu's mansion, as well as King Wu's cronies, will be implicated in this matter, that's certain."

"After all, this storm has already been set off." His eyes suddenly became deep, revealing a hint of uncertainty.

The cold wind finally gradually rose and fell, and the night knew autumn, so it was.

"yes."

Song Xu took a deep breath, Dayan's storm came so fast!

What Murong Ping wants to bring down is not only Murong Chui's father and son, but also King Wu's prestige and power in the court for so many years.

"You Song Mansion, be careful!" He looked at Song Xu and said heavily.

"We? What do we have to do with Wu Wangfu? Song Xu was taken aback.

"Your father, Song Huang, is also the old ministry of King Wu."

****

Yan Kingdom, Wu Wangfu

When the waning moon is in the sky, the light sprinkled is slightly clear, and tonight, it is a little cold.

Duan Yuanqing looked at the man sitting at the table frowning and pondering, and couldn't help but feel a tense in his heart, the prince seemed to be troubled again.

In the past few years, Wu Wangfu has had a good life, and it is not peaceful.

She, a man who looks burly on the surface, is also up and down, gradually emaciating and aging.

"Lord Wang, why are you worried?" She gently draped her robe over the man's body and asked softly.

Murong Trai came to his senses at this time, he looked at the woman beside him, and showed a smile that comforted her, "It's okay, I'm just a little tired." ”

He went on the expedition for a few months, and Concubine Duan had been worried about him for several months, and now that he had just returned, he didn't want to let the affairs of the court disturb her purity.

Duan Yuanqing understood that the prince didn't want her to worry.

was as considerate as her, and immediately said, "The prince has worked hard, the concubine will go and get you something to eat." ”

"It's so late, don't bother." Murong Chui grabbed her, and between her words, she was full of tenderness for only one person.

"I know, Lord Wang, you must be hungry now, usually at this time, you have to eat some supper." She spoke softly and thoughtfully.

"Okay, then you can get some of it."

He really had something on his mind, maybe he would be able to sort out his mood after being alone for a while, so he didn't insist on it anymore.

She got up, and seemed to inadvertently mention, "Lord, you let the prince rest early, the person in charge of the lamp just said that the light of the prince's house is still on." You fought hard, and your son fought hard. ”

"Okay, I'll talk to him later."

She slowly retreated, her last gaze still falling on the man's frowning brow.

She knew that at this time, the only one who could solve his problems was Shizi.

Over the years, she has also experienced a lot of difficulties, and some, the prince didn't want her to worry, so he didn't tell her, and she wouldn't take the initiative to ask, but silently, with her methods, so that the beloved man can solve every trouble, and their family can spend every crisis safely.

Not long after Duan Yuanqing went out, Murong Chui got up, he was really uneasy, and he wanted to discuss it with Ling'er, but he was afraid that going out late at night would make Concubine Duan worried.

Being empathetic as she is gives him the best reason.

When Murong came out of the house, he happened to be seen by his youngest son Murong Lin, who was just used to coming to see his beloved father late at night.

happened to meet his father's figure going out, he was overjoyed, and just wanted to call "father".

As soon as he opened his mouth, he quickly stopped.

He saw it clearly, and his father strode straight in the direction of the eldest brother's room.

The eldest brother's room is not far from his father's room, and his father's preference for him is so vividly reflected in every detail of his life.

But he still had some hope, and waited quietly in the same place, Xu is father explained something to the eldest brother, and soon returned.

He watched his father enter Murong Ling's room, patted him on the shoulder with affection, and the two sat across the table, chatting for a long time.

These are all treatments that he has not enjoyed.

He waited for a long time, and slowly lowered the corners of his eyes.

It's so late, my father and eldest brother are still talking at length, what so-called lack of time, it's all a lie.

At this time, Zhao saw his son run out again at night, knowing that he must have gone to see his father quietly, but she waited too long tonight, she was not very relieved, afraid that her son would cause some trouble and make the prince unhappy, so she hurriedly came out to look for him.

"Lin'er, you're really still there, it's not early, go back with your mother." As soon as she saw that her son was fine, she immediately let go of her hanging heart and whispered behind him.

She put the cloak she had brought over her son's body, for fear that the cold wind of the night would blow his body.

Murong Lin didn't speak, but his shoulders touched slightly.

Zhao was stunned, what was wrong with this child, she followed her son's gaze again, and the frozen picture not far away touched her heart.

She hugged her son and kissed him lightly on the forehead, "Father and your eldest brother are talking about business, talking about business." ”

Murong Lin snuggled tightly in his mother's arms, and secretly used his sleeve to wipe away the tears that were about to fall.

He suddenly calmed down, and a slightly sleepy smile quickly appeared on his face.

"I know, father and eldest brother, there must be something important to discuss, otherwise who doesn't sleep like me at such a late hour."

At this moment, he suddenly felt that he had matured in an instant.

He is now waiting for his father day and day, just like his mother has been waiting for her husband for so many Chinese New Year's Eve, and he doesn't want to break her heart again.

When Zhao saw it, his son didn't take it to heart, and immediately laughed, "Yes, yes, my mother is sleepy, let's go back quickly." ”

She took her son's hand and wanted to take him back, back to their warm cabin.

It's just that she was shocked in her heart, her son's hands were so cold, as cold as her heart at this time.

Lord Wang, if you can take the time to come and see Lin'er at night, he will definitely be happy for a year.

"Okay, I want to sleep too."

"Mother, let's go."

Mother, you still have Lin'er, and Lin'er will accompany you and always be with you.

After so many years of incompleteness, didn't our mother and son come over like this?

****

Late at night, father and son sat opposite each other, discussing and cooperating.

"Ling'er, do you know what happened in the DPRK and China recently?" Seeing Murong Ling, Murong frowned, and finally felt a little relieved.

"The child has heard of it." Murong Ling nodded, knowing what his father was worried about.

"Today, even Lord Fengfu was summoned by the Queen Mother for questioning, and many of the old ministers who were fathers were imprisoned for no reason." Speaking of this, Murong Trai couldn't help but sigh.

"Father, don't panic, they have no evidence, what we do on weekdays, and how we still are."

"As long as my father has been in contact with the ministers of the DPRK and China recently, even if my father's old ministry comes to the palace to ask for a meeting, my father will say that he is not sick and will be good, and this is also for their good."

"As long as we are calmer, those who have a heart will have nothing to do."

"Those ministers who are temporarily imprisoned will be released sooner or later."

Murong Ling said calmly, although he also knew that Murong Ping was scheming this time, and he was afraid that he would not give up easily, but he really didn't want to let his father, who had just worked the battlefield for Dayan, worry endlessly.

Seeing the mountains and opening the road, and building bridges when encountering water, even if Murong is cunning and cunning, their father and son will work together, and they will definitely be able to see the move.

It's just that what he worries about is that no matter how hard they work and how loyal they are, Emperor Yan and the Queen Mother may not be in their eyes.

"Okay, you're right, I'm relieved to be a father."

Listening to the eldest son's words, his tightly held troubles finally gradually dispersed.

Ling'er can see it more clearly than him.

After so many years of winds and waves, now that Ling'er has grown so big, with him by his side, any danger, their father and son, can be easily solved.

"Son, my father doesn't regret letting Duan Si go, if Duan Si serves his sentence, I'm afraid I'll regret it for the rest of my life, and I won't be able to explain it to your mother after a hundred years!"

"The child knows that his father is a hero with affection and responsibility."

He knew, and his father also knew, that the moment they decided to let go of their second uncle Duan Si, they were doomed, and they had to return to Yecheng to face all kinds of bloody storms.

However, they saved the life of the second uncle, which is more important than anything else.

****

Yecheng, the Imperial Palace, the Listening Palace

"Isn't Lord Huangfu sick? Why did you enter the palace in a hurry today? When Murong Wei saw that the old minister Huangfu really wanted to see him, he quickly let him be exempted.

"Your Majesty, the old minister has been ill for several months and missed the battle in Fangtou......" he said slowly, coughing from time to time.

"Fortunately, King Wu's father and son were favored by His Majesty, and they retreated from the enemy army and resolved the crisis."

"Now that the old minister has improved a little, he will come to congratulate His Majesty on his victory......"

The old minister's beard was white, and his speech was slightly trembling, as if he had not yet recovered from a serious illness, and when he said this, he couldn't help but pant and cough incessantly.

But he knew that if he didn't come again, he was afraid that he would only let the villain continue to gain power, frame Zhongliang, and blind His Majesty.

"Your Majesty's Ninety-Five, Weijia is all over the world, and there are good generals ...... Yunyun"

"The great victory of the Yan Kingdom, the destiny of heaven, the people live in peace, and the great blessing of the country."

"Lord Huangfu is dedicated to the country, and he is very moved."

Murong Wei could hear that Huangfu's true words were all for the sake of King Wu's father and son.

Huangfu Zhen, as the elder of the Four Dynasties, did his best for Dayan, and Murong Wei still saw it in his eyes. What he said, in Murong Wei's place, has a considerable weight.

"Your Majesty, old minister......" Huangfu really didn't say a word, and coughed violently again.

When Murong Wei saw it, he hurriedly said, "Lord Huangfu, you are still sick, go back and rest." ”

"Lao Chen still has ......"

"Anything else you want to say to Lone?"

Huangfu Zhen nodded hurriedly, "Your Majesty Shengming......"

coughed too violently, Huangfu Zhen quickly took out a brocade and covered his mouth and nose, but his face became more and more pale.

"Lord Huangfu, you go back and write a recital, if you want to say anything to Lone, write it in the recital, and Lone is approved."

It's rare that the Queen Mother isn't here today, and it's rare for him to taste the power of the emperor a few times.

"But now, you go back and have a good rest, you are the pillar of the country, only when you take care of your body, can you contribute to the country and worry about loneliness."

Hearing His Majesty say this, Huangfu was really moved, knowing that what he said, His Majesty could still listen to it to some extent.

"Old minister...... Thank you, Your Majesty. ”

Huangfu really knew that he was coughing like this, and His Majesty couldn't hear what he said. His top priority now is to go back and write a good book, and write down all the contributions that King Wu has made to Dayan for so many years, hoping that His Majesty can see his loyalty to some extent for the sake of King Wu's dedication.

****

"Taifu, I heard that Lord Huangfu brought illness into the palace and interceded for King Wu's father and son, Your Majesty seems to be a little shaken."

"I'm afraid it's a matter of Duan Si, and it's going to be like this."

Murong Zang got the news and hurriedly came to Murong Zang's house.

Murong Ping took a sip of tea lightly, slowly put down the teacup, and narrowed his tiny chamfered eyes slightly.

Huangfu Zhen, Huangfu Zhen, he is still blindly mixed up when he is old, and the old man is not free to take care of you now.

"Don't worry, our killer weapon hasn't been used yet."

"You mean, the Song family?" Murong Zang's eyes lit up, and he raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Isn't the Qin envoy coming? It's time to give a generous gift to King Wu's mansion. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled slyly.