Kou Shao was taken aback: "In, in the Bafang Inn, he claimed to be surnamed Jia." ”

Merchant?

It's fake! It's not a small amount of courage.

Li Ji snorted coldly: "Have you read this letter?" ”

Kou Shao saw the killing intent in Li Ji's eyes, his heart was cold, his back was sweating, and he shook his head frantically: "No, the slave family didn't see it." ”

Li Ji said coldly: "You must not tell anyone about this. ”

Kou Shao nodded frantically.

Li Ji called his own soldiers and ordered him to go down: "Go to the Bafang Inn and bring the man surnamed Jia." ”

Seven or eight tall and murderous soldiers led the way.

Half an hour later, he brought back the innkeepers.

The unlucky guy was about to cry: "General, that Master Jia, left four days ago." The little one really doesn't know where he went. ”

Li Ji frowned.

Two days ago, he had received a letter from the plain county guard. The plain county guard asked him to send troops to suppress the bandits. Without an official document from the imperial court, he would never have sent troops without authorization. Moreover, the bandits' lair is hidden in the deep mountains and dense forests, and there is no one to guide them, so I am afraid that they can't even touch the bandits' hair.

He sent a reply letter refusing to send troops. On the one hand, he ordered the whole army to be ready to send troops.

Today I received such a mysterious and strange letter. Nothing was written on the letter, only a map. With a few brushstrokes, the ink outlines the direction of the mountains, and the red pen marks a location.

Qinglong Village.

Who wrote this letter?

Is the map in the letter true or false?

The hapless guy was dragged away.

Kou Shao covered his mouth with a handkerchief, lest his tongue be extinguished.

Fortunately, Li Ji had no intention of killing, and hurriedly left Baihualou at night. Li Ji hurried all the way back to the barracks. The elite of the forward battalion was summoned overnight and a military order was issued.

According to the map on the letter, he quietly sneaked into Qinglong Mountain to find out the specific location of Qinglong Village.

Dozens of elites in the army brazenly received military orders, did not delay for a moment, and rode out of the barracks in the night. The sound of horses' hooves breaking through the silence of the night.

Songshi didn't actually leave Plains County.

Four days ago, after he came out of Baihualou, he left the Bafang Inn. After changing his identity and name, he stayed in another inn.

When Li Ji entered the Baihua Building, Songshi hid in the dark. I witnessed Li Ji's own soldiers rushing to the Bafang Inn like tigers and wolves.

The errand was done.

Songshi slept peacefully, and the next morning, he took a carriage out of Pingyuan County and went to Zichuan County.

……

The murder case in Beihai County quickly spread throughout the counties and counties of Qingzhou.

Just when the people were talking about this matter, another shocking news came from the capital.

Emperor Yongxing has died!

The Son of Heaven collapsed, the whole country mourned, and the world was vegetarian.

The prisoner car escorting Wang Tong and his wife and the black-clothed bandits had already left Qingzhou, and there were still seven or eight days to go to the capital. Shocked by the bad news, the prisoner car had to stop, and all the officers and soldiers changed into plain clothes.

"Eldest Prince, what should I do next?" A pro-soldier asked in a low voice.

Zheng Xuanfeng also hesitated.

During the national funeral, it is not advisable to rush.

If you stop here, you will be delayed for a month. His father repeatedly instructed that Wang Tong should be sent to the Criminal Department in the capital immediately. If something happens on the way, it's really not good.

Zheng Xuanfeng thought about it again and again, but decided to stop. I stayed at a post house on the official road.

Unbeknownst to him, there was a gang of bandits who had been secretly accompanying him.

This gang of bandits is none other than the two hundred Qinglongzhai bandits led by Cao Gui. Cao Gui secretly inquired about the news and learned that Wang Tong was escorted to the capital, and he rode all the way, and finally caught up.

"Second master, when are we going to do it?"

"It's better to take advantage of the midnight to touch in and kill them by surprise."

"Wait!" Cao Gui sneered: "Now they are heavily guarded. After three or five days, they let their guard down, and we'll do it again! ”

When the bandits heard of the murder and arson, they had no fear, and their eyes flashed with the excitement of cruelty and murder.

……

Five days later, the bad news of the death of the Son of Heaven spread throughout Qingzhou.

Zhaojiafang hung up the white flags, and the clansmen all changed into plain clothes.

Zhao Yuanming was dressed in white, standing under the eaves, looking at the direction of the capital, his face was sad, and he was silent for a long time.

More than 20 years ago, he was still the proud new champion of the spring breeze. Emperor Yongxing on the dragon chair is in his prime, ruling the world, and the dragon is mighty.

In the blink of an eye, more than 20 years have passed in a hurry. The Son of Heaven, who was in power and arbitrary and walked alone, rode the crane west.

The sky of Dajin has fallen!

Zhao Xiyan, who was dressed in a plain dress, came with light steps: "Dad." ”

Zhao Yuanming turned his head, and his voice was extremely low: "Crescent Yue'er, what you said has come true." ”

Yes, more than half a month has passed since the day she was reborn. Qingzhou is far away from the capital, and the bad news of the death of the Son of Heaven took several days to reach Qingzhou.

Troubled times, this is the beginning.

Zhao Xiyan swallowed a sigh in his throat and said in a low voice: "Dad, I suddenly remembered an important matter, and I have to go to the Beihai Mansion immediately." ”

Zhao Yuanming nodded slightly, did not get to the bottom of the matter, and only instructed: "Come back early after finishing your business." It is now the period of national mourning, and it is not advisable to stay outside. ”

Zhao Xiyan nodded in response.

The previous coachman was scared of illness half a month ago, and was replaced by a young and bold one, this young coachman was born to the Zhao family, and he was the second in the family.

"Li Erhe, drive safely." Begonia commanded.

Li Erhe responded energetically, and the car was really fast and steady.

Zhao Xiyan sat in the carriage and looked out through the fine bamboo curtains.

During the state funeral, weddings and funerals are not allowed to hold wedding banquets, and restaurants and teahouses are closed. Most of the pedestrians on the street suddenly decreased, all dressed in white, looking particularly gloomy.

……

In the palace of the king of Beihai, there is vegetarian everywhere.

The King of the North Sea burst into tears.

He is a close branch of the royal family and the cousin of Emperor Yongxing.

His father died young, and he lived in the palace for several years as a young man. Emperor Yongxing treated his cousin and nephew quite well, and picked a good family for him, and the princess was born a noble general. His domain, Beihai County, was also a land of abundance.

Over the years, he trembled in the domain, and he was not without complaints about the moody Emperor Yongxing. As soon as Emperor Yongxing died, all the resentment dissipated with the wind, and only sorrow remained.

Princess Beihai wiped her eyes and choked up: "Don't be too sad, so as not to hurt your body." Next, I have to go to the capital to mourn and send off the spirit. Running thousands of miles, you can't survive without a good body. ”

The vassal king was not allowed to return to Beijing without an edict. The only exception is the death of the Son of Heaven, and the vassal kings all have to return to the capital for funeral.

The King of the North Sea sighed: "Don't worry, I can hold it." ”

After a pause, he said in a low voice: "I will go to the capital alone for the funeral, you and Guan'er Chunsheng will not go." ”

The princess of Beihai was stunned.

Xu Jing, who was dressed in plain clothes, raised his thick eyebrows: "Don't go to the mother concubine and the fourth sister, I will go to the capital with my father." ”

The King of the North Sea looked at his son deeply: "No, you can't go. ”

Xu Jing: "......"