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The imperial capital of the Marquis of Shunyang's Mansion, the room of the Zou family, the wife of the Marquis of Shunyang. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mrs. Zou sat on top of the desk, her eyes dizzy, and she wanted to sleep. In recent days, I have occasionally felt wind and heat, and my health is not good. At this moment, a maid, carrying a pot of tea, pushed open the door and entered the Zou family's room.

The maid glanced at the sleeping Zou, raised the corners of her mouth, lifted the teapot, and poured green tea into the blue and white porcelain cup.

"Madam, the weather is very hot, you drink a bowl of tea to relieve your fatigue!"

After screaming like this two or three times, Zou finally opened his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth: "Mo Ran, what time is it?"

"Mrs. Hui, it's Shen Shi!"

Mo Ran is Qin Xiujun's best friend in the Asura world. It is a Qin Gang, and after thousands of years of cultivation, it finally turned into a human form. After the Sword Sect attacked Penglai, he was imprisoned by the Sword Sect in the Spirit Mountain of the Asura Realm. Later, he was incorporated into the death army, attacked the imperial capital of the human race, and later fell into the human world. By chance, she entered the Shunyang Marquis Mansion and became the maid of the Zou family. She lied that she had died since she was a child. When Zou learned about it, he showed great mercy and took her in. However, there are more than 200 people in the Shunyang Hou Mansion, and they don't know that it is the Asura Realm Shura.

"Woman, the tea has been burning for a long time, and I have drunk it hot. ”

Zou smiled slightly: "What a good girl!"

The tea gurgled and swallowed into the stomach and mouth. Bang, the tea immediately fell to the ground and shattered. The light shines on the gravel and refracts the dazzling brilliance.

"What's wrong with me today? Why do I keep losing everything? ”

Mo Ran hurriedly bent down to clean up the debris on the ground: "Madam, don't worry, I'll make you a single ginseng soup at night, take care of it, and keep you in good spirits!"

Zou smiled slightly, and immediately got up: "Mo Ran, quickly help me to see the master!

Shunyang Hou Yi Changsheng held pen and ink in his hand, on the bamboo slips, and did not know what to write. I saw him holding a pen with his sleeves rolled up, engrossed in writing. Sometimes smiling, sometimes shaking his head, sometimes straightening his waist, brushing his beard, stretching the spring breeze, smiling, intoxicated and not knowing the way back!

"Master, I always feel uneasy today!Is something happening!?"

Yi Changsheng turned around, held the bamboo slip in his hand, and smiled: "Madam, look, this is my improvised poem, you can think about it." Teach!"

Zou was speechless, she had no intention of appreciating it, but in desperation, she could only take the poem.

"The tide of the Jin Ge Iron Circus is rising, and now the gray hair is finally back ........."

With a snort, the bamboo slip suddenly spontaneously combusted. Zou panicked, snapped, and the bamboo slips fell to the ground and continued to burn.

"Why is this happening?" Zou looked panicked and looked at Yi Changsheng, "Master, in the past few days, I have always felt restless, and something must have happened at home!"

Yi Changsheng glanced at the Zou family, raised the corners of his mouth, and said to Miss Mo Ran: "Mo Ran, quickly clean up!"

With a bang, a soldier broke down the door. Seeing that the soldier looked anxious, his expression was flustered, and he swallowed: "Return to the Marquis of Shunyang, the eldest prince..... The eldest prince ....."

Yi Changsheng looked at the soldier's expression, and then thought of the natural things of Fang Cai's bamboo slip, and immediately realized that something had happened to the eldest prince, grabbed the soldier's collar, and stared wide: "How is Changsheng?"

"Dead!"

As soon as the words came out, it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, slashing on Zou's body. When she heard this, she fainted instantly.

In the barracks, the sound of horses' hooves raised dust in all directions, the horns were loud and the mourning of the sky was played, and the soldiers were surging in all directions, like a torrent in all directions. Feng Yuzi had ordered the sergeants to search for the fugitive Mo Yan Hongyang. As soon as Hongyang's move came out, it created a great opportunity for Feng Yuzi. He has secretly issued a military order in the army, and anyone who searches for Mo Yan Hongyang will be killed!

"Wenhua! Cultural ......"

Shunyang Hou Yi Changsheng sat on the ground, holding Yi Wenhua and choking the sky, not knowing the east and west, north and south. At this moment, hatred and tears had flooded his mind. The sergeant had surrounded him. Zhengkang hid among the sergeants, bowed his head, and remained silent.

"Get out of the way!" Feng Yuzi called out the onlookers and squeezed into the crowd.

He looked around and attached himself to the Wing Chang before his death, not daring to shout: "Master Hou, the festival mourns and changes! I have sent 5,000 soldiers to hunt down the assassin!"

Shunyang Hou raised his head fiercely, with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, and asked loudly: "Who did it? Once captured, the old man will definitely order him to be cut with a thousand knives!"

Feng Yuzi straightened his waist and said in a low voice: "Mo Yan Hongyang!"

As soon as the words came out, Yi Changsheng was in disbelief, stunned for a moment, bowed his head and thought about it, was silent, and did not say anything more.

One is the future king, and the other is his beloved son. Faced with this situation, Yi Changsheng could only choose to remain silent and swallow his sadness and grief into his heart. From now on, the Marquis of Shunyang made up his mind in his heart to try his best not to let Mo Yan Hongyang inherit the throne of the emperor, and if there was any chance, he would be killed!

Shunyang Hou Mansion.

The coffin of Yi Wenhua has been placed in the attached courtyard. The people of all ages in the house are crying out to the sky and wailing in the sky.

"Master, you must avenge your son........" Zou screamed in front of the coffin.

"Sir, the festival is changing!"

Shunyang Hou Yi Changsheng glanced at the Zou clan who was whining and mourning on the ground, and turned his head to look directly at Feng Yuzi: "General Feng, what are you talking about, why do I mourn and change! The pain of losing a child, you are not yet a parent, how can you understand the pain in the old man's heart." At this moment, the old man's heart was like a knife, and he suddenly felt that the world was dim! That Mo Yan Hongyang had the protection of the king, and he was the future emperor. Now that my son has been killed by him, even if I capture him, what can the old man do to him?"

"Yes, one is the future emperor, and the other is the beloved son in your heart. Even if he is captured, what should he do?" Feng Yuzi said, sighed deeply, and shook his head, "According to General Ben's foolish opinion, you should quickly report this matter to the current emperor, and he will decide, what do you think?"

Although Feng Yuzi wanted to get rid of Mo Yan Hongyang and regarded it as a thorn in his eye, at this juncture, he had no way in his heart. At this moment, what he thinks in his heart, if Duanmu Youxi is in his body, he should have a plan!

Yi Changsheng put his hands behind his back, paced left and right, thinking back and forth, and suddenly turned his head suddenly, stopped, frowned, and stopped talking.

"The lord has a good plan?"

Yi Changsheng has a plan in his heart at the moment. But considering that Feng Yuzi is the apprentice of the current emperor. He thought about it, but after all, he didn't tell him what he was thinking. He didn't know that Feng Yuzi had made a poisonous oath in his heart, breaking off with the Wang family and swearing not to stand with Mo Yan Hongyang. Yi Changsheng shook his head, was silent, turned his head from time to time, looked at the Zou family on the ground, and felt a sharp pain in his heart.

"The Emperor has arrived!" a voice came from outside. It seems that Wang Yang is indeed well-informed and already knows about Yi Wenhua.

As soon as Yi Changsheng heard that it was Wang Yang who arrived, he immediately hurriedly took over the car and bowed his head: "Your Majesty, you must be the master of the old man!"

When Wang Yang heard this, he glanced at Yi Wenhua's coffin, and looked back at Yi Changsheng: "Sir, who did it?"

When the incident in the east window happened, the news flew all over the sky, and it had already reached Wang Yang's ears. Who did it, Wang Yang already knew it. The mercenaries of the Marquis of Shunyang were in charge of military rations and heavy state property, and Wang Yang had long wanted to eradicate Yi Changsheng. Although there is a difference between the monarch and the minister, now it is his favorite apprentice who has committed something, although he is the current monarch, he should come to the door to mourn and show the grace of heaven.

Shunyang Hou raised his head and did not answer directly, but glanced at Feng Yuzi beside him. Feng Yuzi saw it, and immediately understood the meaning, raised his hand and bowed down, and said: "Returning to the king, it's ........"

"Don't panic, be honest. I'm going to live a fair life!"

"Senior Brother Hongyang!"

When Wang Yang heard this, he pretended to be stunned, his eyes widened, and he asked loudly, "What?"

"It was indeed done by Senior Brother Hongyang, and it was absolutely true, without any falsehood. We have sent 5,000 men and horses to search deep in the mountains. Once they find their people, they will be escorted back to the imperial capital at a fixed speed, and it will be up to the king to decide!"

Wang Yang listened to it and didn't think about it. blurted out: "Feng Yuzi took the order, you will lead another 5,000 soldiers to round up, if you find out, you don't need to report to me, you will be killed!"

As soon as the words came out, Feng Yuzi and Yi Changsheng were taken aback. They were amazed that Wang Yang had made this decision immediately.

Feng Yuzi frowned, and secretly thought in his heart, "What do you mean?"

"Yes, the last general will quickly lead 5,000 soldiers to round up. Feng Yuzi said, turned around and left.

Yi Changsheng watched Feng Yuzi leave Mei's back, turned his head and said with tears in his eyes: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid it's not appropriate." Mo Yan Hongyang is the reincarnation of the human emperor Fuxi, and he is the king of the empire in the future, so he should not be destroyed; although Wenhua is my son, he is innocent of death! Please think twice!"

Yi Changsheng said, bowed his head, and glanced at Wang Yang. He would like to receive a satisfactory answer.

When Wang Yang heard this, he was categorical: "Marquis of Shunyang, if I, Wang Yang, do not distinguish between good and evil, and there is no justice in my heart, how can I explain to the people of the human race in the world? Although Hongyang is the reincarnation of the emperor, he was once my disciple. But now, he has violated the laws of the empire, and the Son of Heaven is guilty of the same crime as the people! The fourth and third dukes of Shunyang, the pillar of the country and the great weapon of the empire, the ancestor of the Yi clan, was shrouded in horse leather, died on the battlefield, broke the territory, and made great contributions to the empire. With such a decision, I think the sky has eyes and will definitely agree with my actions. You are an important minister of the empire, loyal, and you are responsible for state affairs. I, Wang Yang, do something for your family, the sun and the moon can be learned. As for Wenhua, I will order the Heavenly Supervisor to choose a date and personally lead the imperial ministers to give the funeral of my beloved son. In addition, the Marquis of Shunyang obeys the order!"

Zou listened carefully to these words.

"Weichen takes the order!"

"From now on, the Marquis of Shunyang will be the king of Shunyang, the marquis of ten thousand households will be sealed, and the fertile land will be ten thousand hectares, and you can freely enter and exit the palace with a sword!"

As soon as the words fell, Zou faltered, took Wang Yang's hand, and was filled with joy and sorrow: "The king's will is like Mount Tai is mighty, and I, Zou, am sincerely grateful! ”

In order to appease Yi Changsheng, Wang Yang is the only one who needs to do so. Yi Changsheng was enshrined as the queen of Shunyang, and he didn't feel happy in his heart, but he always thought about Mo Yan Hongyang in his heart.

Mountains and mountains, surrounded by mountains, cliffs, and grass. A strange army, about 100 people, led by Feng Yuzi himself, galloped wildly between the mountains, raising dust, and the sound of iron horses, like a rushing river, roaring. A masked killer suddenly appeared, flew out of the grass and blocked the cavalry's path.

Whoop.......

As soon as there was a loud sound, the soldiers drew their scimitars, clenched them in the palms of their hands, and looked forward and backward, ready to fight.

"Harnessing -------"

Fengyuzi hurriedly grabbed the reins, put his horse under his crotch, raised his front hooves, neighed and screamed, and his nose sprayed white gas, pacing back and forth in place.

Seeing that he hurriedly raised his right hand, the sergeants saw it and put down their scimitars one after another. He jumped off his horse, walked up to the masked killer, and looked around: "Has anyone found it?"

"Returning to the general, we chased to the edge of the cliff and disappeared!" replied the killer.

Feng Yuzi listened, wiped his nose, lifted his belt, snapped, and the masked killer's face was slapped hard.

"What are you doing with useless things?" Feng Yuzi said fiercely.

"The subordinates are incompetent, the general is angry, and he is giving him a day, and he will definitely come to see him!"

The masked killer in front of him is one of the assassination teams privately raised by Feng Yuzi. He is personally in charge, and only under his command.

Feng Yuzi looked around at the surrounding mountains, bowed his head and thought, kicked the ground with his feet, jumped up, reached the horse's back, pulled up the reins, and bowed his head and said: "Give you three more hours, if things don't work out, I will cut off your head!"

When the masked killer heard this, he frowned and said, "Yes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a pop, and the masked killer flew into the grass and disappeared.

"General, what should we do next?

Feng Yuzi turned his head and glanced at the sergeant behind him: "You take a small team and enter the valley of the right flank." ”

"Yes!

With the sound of horses' hooves, a small detachment entered and galloped towards the valley.

At this moment, from the back of the army, a dark horse. Carrying a messenger came in a hurry.

"Big brother, it's the king's close guard!"

The speaker's name does not stay in the line, but in the past. In the past, he wanted to worship Wang Yang as a teacher many times, but he succeeded in the end. After Wang Yang became the king of the human race, he followed his father to the imperial capital, and his father asked to see Wang Yang in every possible way, but he was rejected from the imperial city. After staying in the line met Feng Yuzi by chance, under his recommendation, Wang Yang was helpless, and finally compromised to take him in, and the king did not stay. Now they are brothers.

General Feng turned his horse's head: "What is the king's will?"

"Harnessing -------."

The guard grabbed the reins violently, took out a golden brocade book from his chest, swished, and threw it into Feng Yuzi's hand: "General, the king has a decree, I order you to carefully consider the meaning of the book and take your leave!"

Feng Yuzi opened the bag, and there were only four words, "Enough is enough". He raised the corners of his mouth, glanced at the soldiers, raised the corners of his mouth, held the brocade book in his hand, and spread out his palms. Seeing that the brocade book immediately burned automatically, it suddenly turned into sparks and floated between the canopies.

"Big brother, what does the king mean?" the king was curious.

Feng Yuzi raised his head and took a deep breath, closed his eyes and said, "Stop my big dream!"

Wang Buliuxing bowed his head and thought about it, and immediately understood the meaning of his words, raised his head suddenly, jumped the horse's head, and whispered in front of Feng Yuzi.

"What do you think?" asked Wang Buliuxing, impatiently.

"Just do as you want!"

Wang Buliuxing turned his horse's head sharply and said loudly: "Go with me!"

Then with a violent roar, he rode away wildly.

"The rest of the men and horses, go with me, drive!"

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