On the eighteenth day of the first month of the thirteenth year of Yongtai, the weather is still dry and cold, and the days are still very short. It's about to be over, and the noise of merchants and vendors waiting to open the city gate has already sounded under the walls of Shengshangjing, but the sky and the earth are still chaotic and dark.

The guards who had stood on the city wall and guarded for the night were all so frozen, secretly flicking their fingers to calculate the time of the changing of the guard, and staring at the gradually whitening sky in the distance with a pair of eyes in a daze. I could vaguely see the thick clouds piled up like mountains, as if they suppressed the rising sun waiting to bounce and could not rise.

Staring, I couldn't help but rub my eyes. When I looked at it again, I couldn't help but shout nervously.

"My lord, it seems to be an eight-hundred-mile rush!"

The captain on duty hurriedly climbed up to the top of the city to take a look, and immediately shouted loudly, "Drive away the idle people and others, and open the city gate!" ”

In the midst of the shouting, the four knights on the eight horses had already rushed to the city wall, and the captain's eyes widened, trying to see the appearance of the person in the dimness, when he suddenly heard a soldier shouting excitedly, "It's a red flag, a red flag, a red flag!" Red Flag Victory! ”

Suddenly, the soldiers on the head of the city were a little commotion, while watching the four knights throw the four horses that had changed horses to the soldiers of the city gate guards, while clamoring to slap the weapons in their hands, and watched the four people rush into the city gate, and hissed a long howl, "The northwest is a great victory, and three thousand thieves and slaves are killed。。。。。。 Northwest Victory。。。。。。 3,000 thieves and slaves were killed。。。。。。 ”

The soldiers were stunned for a moment, but then they were ecstatic, and they became more and more jubilant.

The Jingyang Hall was warm, but all the palace maids and attendants only stood with their hands down, and they didn't dare to make the slightest movement. The door of the west side hall was also closed, and the foreman and eunuch Ban Roller beside His Majesty stood with rolling eyes, his round belly was like a watermelon in his robe, which might roll to the ground at any time, and when he saw Lu Sheng coming, he beckoned gently.

Lu Sheng approached cautiously, and the liner arched him, and whispered, "Lu Companion, I'm afraid there is your old errand......"

Before the words fell, a bang was heard, and it seemed that something had fallen in the west side hall.

The liner seemed to have been pricked in the stomach with a needle, and with a jump, he pulled Lu Sheng to walk more than a dozen steps away, and even led a group of maids and chamberlains to follow outside, but the woman's voice could be vaguely heard, "Okay, Jiulang has made a great achievement, the emperor wants to reward one or two, Jiulang has won the reward, why do you have to worship the ancestors and tell your parents and ancestors, I ask the emperor, where did Jiulang go to worship the ancestors?" If he doesn't come back alive this time, do you still want to send the ranking to the Huo family? ”

Everyone ran away a little faster, but unfortunately they could still hear the emperor's loud voice, "Ah Yue, you have persecuted me for more than ten years, why do you still refuse to let go, Ah Jin is not anyone's family, is it that I and Jiulang raised by you can't succeed?" ”

Chun Niangniang didn't follow, crying hoarsely, "I don't listen, I don't listen, you just want him to be surnamed Huo!" ”

Lu Sheng and the liner are old and fat, but when they encounter this kind of thing, their legs and feet are extremely fast, and this movement is finally inaudible, so he exhaled and looked up at the bright sky.

The emperor is here to give good news to his concubine, and even the court meeting is exempted. However, when it comes to the old grudges of the Huo family and the Wei family, who dares to move forward?

Anyway, now that Jingyang Hall is unable to enter, Lu Shengneng put down his body flexibly, and asked the class roller in a low voice, "Xiaoban, do you know when Jiulangjun will return to Beijing?" "His apprentice will offend the emperor's heart, and he will have to find a way to return it.

Ban Roller's round face trembled for a moment, and he didn't know whether to sneer or ridicule, "Lu Dada didn't know that Jiulangjun went to Jiangzuo, and the emperor was very angry about this matter yesterday, and he also said it specifically, let the Ministry of Internal Affairs find a more reliable person to take care of it。。。。。。 ”

Lu Sheng took a breath, and his mouth felt like he had a bad olive from Lingnan, which was bitter and astringent。。。。。。。 Gotcha, the news he wanted, the errands he wanted.