Chapter Forty-Seven: Our Imperial Sun Has Been Assassinated Again?
The good wine in the hand suddenly became unfragrant, and it was extraordinary.
Li Er's words are true, the generals of the Tang Dynasty are too rolly, and reporting excellent generals is the same as reporting the name of the dish, and it can't be counted at all.
And the Tang Dynasty is really powerful, and now they account for half of the six big guys in their brains.
The king of the volume kings.
The prosperous Tang Dynasty is not in vain, but ......
"Li Er, you still have a female emperor, you can't compare, your wife is an emperor, and she is very good."
Zhu Shangbing teased with drunkenness, listening to Li Er's shouting in his head without making a sound.
None of the insiders told him the truth, firstly, for fear that he would not be able to accept the identity of that person, and secondly, he wanted to tease him.
Case......
By virtue of still being sober, he locked Li Er in a small black house and walked towards Zhou Xing's tent.
……
In the Buddhist hall in the East Palace.
A woman dressed in a moon-white dress is kneeling reverently in front of the Buddha statue and chanting, a pair of beautiful eyes are closed, although the are half-old, but the charm is still there.
She is the crown prince's stepconcubine Lu Shi, the mother of Zhu Yunwen.
When she heard the slave behind her say that Zhu Yunxi had been named a vassal king and was about to set off, her chanting voice stopped, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by indifference.
"Really? It's really pitiful, the child has no mother when he is young, and he goes outside alone when he is older. ”
Having said that, there was no distress in his eyes, mixed with a little schadenfreude.
The only one behind is the palace maid, who dares to listen more and hurriedly retire.
And after the palace maid left, the Lu family restrained his compassionate demeanor, stood up and looked at Zhu Yunxi's residence, clenched his hands into fists, and there was an undersurge of murderous intent.
"What if it's just a trick?"
No matter how much she recognizes her son Zhu Yunwen, she is not sure that Zhu Yuanzhang will definitely choose him.
And what if it's a trick.
In case Zhu Yuanzhang insists on asking Zhu Yunxi to sit on the throne, she has worked hard for many years to make wedding dresses for others?
No way.
"Zhu Yunxi is only worthy of being my son's stepping stone."
She clenched her silver teeth, and when she said this, she almost roared, and she was moved to kill.
Only the dead will willingly be a stepping stone.
An old eunuch suddenly appeared, knelt respectfully at Lu's feet, and listened to her orders.
"Go find a better place to bury it, after all, it's a hard-working child."
Buddha's mouth and snake heart.
Lu's smile was like a flower, and the old eunuch turned around and left when he heard this, with a brisk pace and a little kung fu on his body.
Looking at the Buddha statue in the main hall, she once again bowed sincerely and prayed to the Bodhisattva.
Let Zhu Yunxi die without a place to be buried.
……
Somewhere outside the sky, there is a bamboo forest.
Watching the expensive carriage through the woods, guarded by many soldiers, was enough to see the identity of the people inside.
Zhu Yunxi looked at the people around him with a gloomy face, Zhu Yuanzhang specially sent Mao Xiang to accompany him, because Zhu Shangbing had learned from the past, and he was afraid that someone with bad intentions would make an obstacle and find someone to assassinate.
As for fleeing.
He was a cripple and couldn't leave on his own.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside, and several screams rang out.
"There are assassins, protect King Wu!"
The guards shouted, and there were hurried footsteps.
Mao Xiang sat indifferently inside, who knew that the sword pierced the carriage and was only an inch away from him.
The fanatics were still shouting.
"Today's uncle, I, killing Jinyi Wei is like slaughtering a dog."
Unexpectedly, Mao Xiang was not only angry, but also walked out with a smile and only said one word.
"What a big breath."
In an instant, many brocade guards dressed in flying fish suits appeared, and the embroidered spring knives in their hands glowed with cold light.
How can the sword in the hand of the Son of Heaven be despised?
The sword light and sword shadow, but it will not take long to wash the blood here.
But there are still ten people standing not far away, the black-robed masked is good at concealing poisonous needles, and the brocade-clothed guards are invincible, and several of them have been hit.
Mao Xiang raised his eyes to look over there, only to hear a few people mocking.
"This is the Son of Heaven Eagle Dog? But Erl. ”
The voice fell, and the heads separated.
Everyone saw a flash of silver light, and before they could even react, one died.
And Mao Xiang was already standing in front of the Jinyi Guard at this moment, looking at them with contemptuous eyes, as if he was looking at ants.
The nine were furious and simply gave it a go.
"Look at the needle!"
The one who is good at hidden weapons has just finished speaking, and he can't even use the needle before he can fall to the ground.
The true villain dies of talking too much.
For Mao Xiang, killing them was no easy task.
But......
His blade paused on the last man, and he asked.
"Who instructed it?"
But before he could ask why, the man spat black blood and his eyes were about to split.
Dead man.
Although he didn't leave a living mouth, fortunately, Zhu Yunxi was safe and sound.
Looking at the frightened King Wu in the carriage, Mao Xiang wanted to open his mouth to comfort but didn't know what to say.
……
Inside the Fengtian Temple.
Zhu Yuanzhang slapped the table and looked at Mao Xiang who was kneeling on the ground, and asked.
"Our imperial grandson has been assassinated again?"
One after another, almost choked Mao Xiang.
He couldn't help but wonder, why was he there twice, couldn't he change to a brocade guard?
Of course, this sentence can only be buried in the heart.
"Yes, it's in the bamboo forest outside Yingtian, but I don't know who sent it, they are all dead soldiers."
To be able to send so many dead soldiers, even the big clans have to break their muscles and bones.
And Zhu Yunxi is just a vassal king, could it be that he is from Hangzhou?
But there is a lot of wealth over there, and he can't do anything wrong because he has done something rebellious.
Could it be ......
His gaze looked at the East Palace, thoughtful.
"Check, check anyway, see where they came from."
If it is Hangzhou, it is nothing, at most it is a dispute between officials and businessmen.
But if it comes out of the sky, I'm afraid it won't be so decent.
……
Inside the barracks.
"Shizi, do you really want to do this?"
After listening to Zhu Shangbing's plan, Zhou Xing was so frightened that he didn't dare to say anything.
Too bold.
Not to mention how he was sure that there would be Mongolian reinforcements in Checher Mountain, if he wanted to spare the remnants of the Mongols, someone must face the enemy head-on, and Sudie'er was notoriously strong.
In the Mongolian tribe is one of the best to be able to fight.
If you want to confront it head-on, I am afraid it will be difficult to climb to the sky.
Even if Zhou Xing is strong, he can only be pressed when he plays well.
The original intention was to let Zhu Shangbing retreat.
Who knows......
"It's okay, I'll fight head-on with Ye Sudie'er, you can take care of the rear, and then a fire will burn their Checher Mountain."
Zhu Shangbing smiled and handed over a bowl of wine, not feeling that anything was wrong.
Although I don't know what the strength of that guy is, compared to it, he still has six demon plug-ins in his body.
Any one of them is an epic character.
"Are you sure I'm going to Checher Mountain?"
Zhou Xing couldn't believe his ears, and he went around the back to raid the fire and burn through Che'er Mountain, and let him do a good errand with majesty?
There was a little excitement in his eyes, but more confusion.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Shangbing just said a word.
"I'm not determined to be in a battle."
Hearing the latter, he was a little dazed and subconsciously asked.
"What's that?"
He heard that he was first stunned, then pointed to the vast grassland outside, and smiled.
"Under the whole world, it is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister."