315 The Calculations of the Marquis

Suddenly hearing two terrible cries, the two knights were strangled to death by four iron pincer-like hands.

"Captain—" Ying Yuan hissed and fell off his horse with a roar. The knights of the Fan Army also suddenly reined in their horses, and were shocked by this unbelievable terrorist attack. This cavalry lieutenant is the nephew of General Ying Yuan, and he is also the rising star of the Ying family, so he became a pro-army cavalry lieutenant, in fact, Mrs. Ying in order to experience this talent.

All the knights knew that their cavalry captain would be a general in the future, and now they were suddenly at a loss for a moment when they were suddenly hit by this catastrophe. Ying Yuan was also hit hard, his brother's family married Meng Jiang as a wife, leaving only this nephew to take care of him, now the family has died in Haojing, and the nephew is now gone, even if he dies underground, what face does he have to see his brother and sister-in-law?

At this moment, the thunder was faintly in front of him, and in the wind and snow, the black horse team was faintly visible from the direction of Zaoyang Road, and the two horses in front of him were gone. Suddenly, the scout sentry exclaimed, "E-shaped banner! It's the Marquis who has arrived with his army!"

Ying Yuan immediately stepped forward and asked in a loud voice, "Why are you here? Fanguo and your state have always been well water and river water, could it be that Ehou wants to insert a pole today?"

The horse's hooves were obtained, and a middle-aged man with a wide face and a beard came out of the single horse in the black iron horse, and replied with his head held high: "General Ying Yuan, I respect you as a man, and today this matter is in the hands of no one else!" You are already sleepy and tired, and you are powerless to fight, so you might as well go back and report to your wife! Let's just say that I'm sheltering Fanzhen, how about it?"

"Is this true?" Ying Yuan asked hatefully.

"A widow is hard to chase." E Yufang answered categorically.

"Okay." Although Ying Yuan was unwilling, he was outnumbered, and he could still see the situation clearly, so he waved his hand and smiled miserably: "Return to the army."

Fortunately, the Eyu side had no intention of chasing, and allowed the Fan army and horse team to rumble and retreat.

Fan Zhen suddenly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a face with white skin and a beard. After all, he is the body of the prince of the world, and he has traveled all over the world and has a wide range of contacts, and he recognized this as the Ehou Yufang at a glance, and even said that he was grateful: "Thank you Ehou for saving him."

"The prince doesn't need to be polite." E Yufang leaned over and whispered, "The prince should drink a pot of mutton soup to warm up a little, and the doctor will change the medicine to heal his wounds. You've been asleep for a day and a night."

Fan Zhen struggled to sit up again: "General, I, I want to see Jing Feiyun------

E Yufang was silent for a moment and waved his hand to the left and right: "Carry the prince out of the tent." The sergeants on both sides lifted the couches and escorted them out of the tent.

The blizzard has passed, and the twilight sun illuminates a silvery white world. Everyone around the couch was silent, and the creaking sound of snow under their feet was particularly harsh. After walking for half a mile, he came to a sheltered depression in the barracks, and he helped him up, and as soon as his arm pointed to his throat, he turned his back.

Fan Zhen jumped off suddenly, staggered and fell, and suddenly fell silently into the thick snow nest. The old healer was in a hurry, and Fanzhen, whose face was as pale as snow, finally let out a long roar: "Feiyun! Jing Shi Fei is finished! Why can't I bear to live alone—" He beat his chest and cried out loud, and stumbled into the depression------

Ten rows of sackcloth-covered corpses were neatly placed in the snow-capped col, a wordless white stone stood more than a foot high, and the surrounding hillsides were densely covered with black pine forests. There was no military order, there was no general to call each other, and after the corpses were transported one after another, thousands of knights had spontaneously waited here all day. The flag hunting, the war horses screaming, and the valley was as silent as death.

Fan Zhen trembled his hands and uncovered the first linen cloth in front of his head, and threw himself on the cold corpse with a big howl------ woke up for a long time, Fan Zhen danced with his long sleeves, and let out a long cry that shook the valley - woohoo! The martyrs died, and my heart was lost. When the long song is crying, what is the righteousness? Feiyun waited for me ------ crashed headlong into the white tombstone.

But in a day or two, Fan Shizi, who was just thirty, was already described as withered, not only pale and thin, but also with long gray hair scattered on his shoulders, and his eyes were only staring straight into the void, with a blank look. E Yufang shook his head once he saw it, and had to ask the doctor to breathe.

When he returned to his tent, his face was also full of sorrow, and the eldest son, who was traveling with the army, advised, "That son of the world is like that

Why did my father go to such great lengths for such a person?"

"You don't understand." Eyu Fang took a long breath: "My Efu country is just looking at the scenery, but in fact, there are crises on all sides. There is a Chu State between Jiang and Han, and it has a deep blood feud with our Hubei country, and it is destined to be enemies for generations. But since your aunt's affair came out, our relationship with the royal family has also been maintained on face, and in fact, it is false and wronged. The last time Ji Duoyou led the troops to attack my five cities, it was to declare the world on behalf of the king of Xiao Zhou, and the country of Hubei was no longer a minister of the feudal screen valued by their Zhou royal family. If there are no allies to support each other, it will be difficult for me to defeat four hands with two fists with the strength of my country and one country!"

"Father's good intentions, son's retainers understand!" E Shizi heard the helplessness in his father's words, and then remembered something, and his heart was still worried: "But father, this fan is now poor and critical, so he is naturally willing to cling to it. But if you really help him to ascend to the throne, how can you ensure that he will keep his promise?"

"Everyone knows that over the years, the two major forces of the Jing clan and the Ying clan in Fanguo have risen and fallen, and the fight has been inseparable. But since the death of Queen Fanji, the power of the Jing clan has gradually declined, and the Ying clan has gradually gained the upper hand. In addition, the wife of the prince who was summoned during the year died of illness, and Fan Zhen had lost his support in the Hojing Dynasty, and now in this fight, he only escaped a naked body, and the Jing Flying Horse was wiped out. Now, the only external force he can rely on is my country. Sayest, "What is the power of him to keep his word?" E Yufang patiently analyzed.

"Oh-" Eshiko seemed to realize, "I said why my father suddenly intervened in the internal fighting, it turned out that this is why! The father is far-sighted, and the son is not as good as the minister. It's just that why didn't my father go with him this time, but let him go first?"

"Stupid!" E Yufang was a little impatient: "The king of Xiao Zhou has a grudge against the widow, if he sees the widow walking with the prince of Fan, he will definitely have doubts and be unsure of his position as the prince."

"Father, since King Zhou is so wary of us, why does my father still go to Luoyi to pay homage? What if you anger him and don't let you return?" E Shizi looked worried.

E Yufang shook his head: "How can my father not know that Luoyi is the tiger's den in Longtan, but if you don't enter the tiger's den, you can get the tiger's son?" This trip is a must."

In the blink of an eye, Ji Hu has returned from the song for ten days, seeing the ice and snow melting, the spring is getting better, the moist branches bloom the buds of early spring, and unexpected visitors also come one after another.

The first visitor was Wei Houhe. Although the news of the assassination of King Zhou's painting boat was carefully maintained, some news finally leaked to Wei He's ears, but he was taken aback, and then anxiously put down all the affairs of the country, jumped into a car and went to the Luoyi Palace to apologize.

"Your lord, your ministers are guilty. There was a lynx assassin hidden in the boat, but the minister did not notice it, putting my king in danger. Fortunately, the king is blessed with all the heavens, otherwise the minister would have died and would not be able to escape the blame."

Kneeling in the main hall of the palace, Wei He really cried bitterly, refused to get up on the ground, and repeatedly pleaded for sin. Ji Hu comforted him for a while, and when he saw that he was still like this, he was impatient, and directly brushed his face: "Okay, let's stop here." You Weihe is the king of a country, what do you look like crying like this? If you are alone, you will be left alone!"

Seeing that King Zhou was really angry, Wei He realized that he had passed a little, so he said in a sneering voice: "Don't worry, the king will return to the country this time to investigate well, clean up the Rong Di and miscellaneous tribes in the country, and expel anyone suspicious. We will never leave a trace of hidden danger behind."

"No!" Ji Hu categorically denied: "It is not the original intention of stirring up the teachers and disturbing the world in this way. Do you understand why this matter is not made public, but deliberately covered up?"

Wei He thought for a while, leaned over and said, "Isn't the king here for the spring court meeting, and he doesn't want to cause extraneous branches and cause the princes to be uneasy?"

"Exactly. Since you understand Lonely's painstaking efforts, you have to mention it again. As for the investigation of the spies and the like, you can act in secret, remember, you must not make a big deal and attract the attention of the world."

"My king is compassionate, and my ministers are grateful for it." Wei He was impressed.

Ji Hu quipped: "Since you feel it in your heart, then the military burden of the Eighth Division of Cheng Zhou will continue to be carried for Gu."

"Didn't the king ask Yu Zhong to come to the camp of Cheng Zhou to take over the seal? Why won't he come?" Wei and secretly self

Surprised, now that he and Ji Duoyou are in such an awkward relationship, how do you get along with each other if you continue to be handsome?

Ji Hu shook his head, "No. Because the young father said that every spring the lynx would harass the border of the Great Zhou, Yu Zhong had to patrol the border and could not come to Chengzhou. When he is free, at least until October this fall. Lone Ben is worried about this, but since you are here, Lone Thoughts will continue to be the palm print of you, and when Yu Zhong comes, how about handing it over?" He raised his eyes and glanced at Wei He's face: "This matter is also the young father's intention." ap.

King Zhou said so, and besides, it was a great favor to ignore the assassination of the younger king, and if he shirked it again, it would be too much to say. Thinking of this, Wei He gritted his teeth: "In this case, the minister will stay in Luoyi for more time. It's just that if there is an urgent matter in the country, the minister still has to take care of both ends."

"Knowing that now you Weihe is a powerful monarch, it is difficult for you." Ji Hu breathed a sigh of relief and raised his title to Weihe.

While chatting, suddenly Rong Yi hurriedly entered from outside the palace, his face was gloomy, and he arched his hand and said, "The king, the prince of the fan came to pay a visit, and the person has arrived outside the palace gate. Shall the king's instructions be summoned?"