"Back to Your Majesty, the Golden Envoy has been locked up in an extremely secret place, and according to His Majesty's words, he will take care of him, but he will not be allowed to leave...... Gonggong Sa replied.

The emperor nodded, and after thinking for a long time, he made up his mind and said, "Let's let Qin Xiang go and meet him first!"

Gonggong Sa was stunned for a moment, but soon understood the emperor's intentions and retreated.

At this moment, the emperor was alone in the hall, and his eyes wandered and looked at Yue Fei's "Man Jianghong".

A light breeze blew in from outside the hall at some point, and the candles on the candlesticks kept beating, making the emperor, who was a little dizzy after drinking a few glasses of wine, sober up a lot in his heart.

The ink on the paper seemed to be shaking with the beating of the candle flame, and the emperor's eyes seemed to be a little blurry, and he shook his head, thinking that he was in a trance.

He couldn't help but take a step back, and when he stood firm and looked again, the handwriting on the paper began to melt, and the black lines scattered and then gathered together, as if they were piecing together something new.

"It seems that I am really getting more and more drunk, and after drinking such a few shallow glasses, I have hallucinations......," the emperor said with a wry smile.

However, when he looked seriously in front of him, even the wry smile on his face froze.

Because the ink on the paper actually conjured up a face, a young and painful face.

"Yang'er ......"

At that moment, the emperor couldn't help but scream, the cry was extremely painful, he slowly closed his eyes, but tears still welled up.

The ink in front of him is not someone else, it is the only son of the emperor Zhao Yang, he has been wandering in this life, although he is the emperor, but he has not lived too many good days, the heirs are even more thin, until the first year of Jianyan only gave birth to a son in Ying Tianfu, he was very happy at that time, but two months later, he worshiped as the inspector of the school, the envoy of the military festival, the Duke of Wei, and soon moved the capital to Lin'an and canonized as the crown prince, which can be described as a time without two.

But people are not as good as heaven, and Zhao Yang, the only heir who is cared for by the emperor today, was only three years old, and he ushered in a catastrophe in his life, so that he died early before he had time to take a good look at this fancy world.

And it was not an accident that made the emperor completely lose his heirs, but the "Miaoliu Coup" that made him regret and unwilling to mention it for half his life, thinking of those two names again, the emperor's face began to turn pale, and then gradually distorted.

He suddenly hissed and shouted, "Miao Fu, Liu Zhengyan, rebellious ministers and thieves, do you still have the face to appear in front of me?"

I don't know when the immature face on the paper began to turn into two extremely bright and evil smiles, and the emperor pointed to the two faces and couldn't speak for a while.

That coup d'état did not kill him, but it cut off his queen and cut off his roots, how can he not hate, so that he has never mentioned it for so many years, let alone allowed anyone to mention it.

However, not mentioning it does not mean that it has not happened.

Those two faces smiled suspiciously, as if to say, "See, although in the end you won and we died, all you got was the lonely position for life, and all you got was pain!"

The emperor was so angry that he began to tremble, he trembled his hands, pointed at the two of them angrily, but he couldn't say a word anyway.

At this time, it seemed that someone kept repeating the words in his ear that made his heart fall into the deep pool of the ancient well.

It was a quiet night, just in the silence, Miao Fu and Liu Zhengyan led their troops to surround the palace, and for a while, the torches outside the palace wall almost illuminated the entire night sky, looking down and looking down, countless

The figure stood brilliantly, and countless pairs of eyes were like twinkling stars in the Milky Way.

The two shouted that they wanted to kill the eunuch to listen to the Qing Sheng, so they were taken by the power of the soldiers and horses, and the emperor could only compromise and ask for perfection, and hung Kang Lu under the city with a bamboo basket, and the sound of shouting and killing instantly drowned out the painful cry for help, and then it was as quiet as death for a moment.

However, Miao and Liu did not retreat because of their concessions, but became more and more arrogant, and the emperor was thinking in his heart at that time that they must have thought that they were extremely weak.

"Your Majesty's throne is not coming in the right way, if the second emperor returns in the future, how will he deal with himself?"

Countless shouts eventually turned into a single voice, and the sound shook the heavens and the earth, as if it had turned into ridicule and ridicule.

The emperor hugged his ears, trying to keep the voice away from him, but the more this happened, the clearer it became, and he was almost crazy, and in the confusion, he danced with his hands, and he was crazy to tear the long hanging book to pieces.

I don't know how long it took, the person in front of him disappeared, and the voice in his ears gradually subsided, but as the supreme emperor in the world, he actually curled up and squatted in the corner with his head in his arms.

A green smoke slowly rose from the incense burner on the bookcase, and the aroma seemed to fill the entire hall.

The door outside the main hall is ajar, earlier, after Sagong came back, he dismissed the little eunuchs who were waiting there, they were originally guarding here with their heads, and someone made the decision to let them leave early It would be like being reborn and recreated, where is there anyone who is unwilling.

Gonggong Sa looked in through the crack in the door, and saw a mess of shredded paper, and His Majesty the Emperor who was high up in the corner in pain, he knew that the most painful and struggling memory in the emperor's heart had finally been awakened, and that memory had been hidden deep in his heart like a sleeping demon for many years, and today it finally came in handy.

He retracted his head, clasped his hands, and stood outside the door with his bow, guarding there like a door god, how many nights he has been like this over the years, the emperor sleeps peacefully, and he waits outside, waiting for the summons at any time, which is in exchange for his current status and "grace".

In the night, with a flick of his fingers, a voice that was not very loud but extremely sharp came out, and he believed that the figure waiting at the top of the main hall would be able to hear that the incense burner had been burned out at this moment, and it would soon be replaced, and after the two crippled little eunuchs disappeared from this world forever, this matter could be regarded as a drop of water.

Now all that remains is Qin Hui's last push to add fuel to the fire, Gonggong Sa looked at the night and showed a smile, as if he was confident, because he knew that not only did he receive the news from the fourth prince of the Jin Kingdom, but Qin Hui must also have received it, the two of them were the two chess pieces laid by the Jin Kingdom in the court in Lin'an, and he had been hidden for many years, which was considered to be in the dark, but Qin Hui was in the light.

He has always wondered why Qin Hui is groveling to "do things" for the Jin State, and doesn't he care about becoming a "traitor" in the history books? Haven't the Han people always cared most about the honor after death? If Yue Fei was eliminated according to the meaning of the Wushu, they would definitely bear the infamy of the ages, and even if no one dared to point it out now that they were in power, how could the wheel of history bury such a truth?

"Some evidence will always remain, and even if you want to wipe it clean, you can't do it!" he said to himself with a smile, but he already had another "plan" in his heart.

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In the early morning, before dawn, the floating clouds wandered in the sky, like a vast sea of smoke.

Qin Hui accompanied by his father came to a secluded mansion, this mansion is very large, and there are many houses in it, but there is only one point,

It doesn't seem to have even a little popularity, it's dead.

Daddy said in Qin Hui's ear: "Master, here was once a child who was abducted by a black shop, and then transferred out from here, most of the boys were tortured by the palace and sent to the palace alive, and the girls were sent to the major brothels in Lin'an City!"

Qin Hui frowned slightly, took a deep breath, he didn't expect that he would actually walk into such a place.

However, he had no intention of going back, because he had received a black iron plaque that represented a special meaning, and there were only three such iron plaques in the world, and he was asked to come here to meet a person.

Qin Hui didn't bring other guards with him, he believed that even if there was only one father by his side, it would be enough.

As the sky grew brighter, the lifeless rooms in the courtyard gradually revealed their original shapes, only one of which had a door that was hidden, and the others were tightly closed.

Qin Hui and his father glanced at each other, saw him bow slightly, and said, "It should be here!"

Dad walked over first, stretched out his hand and gently pushed open the door, it was also dark inside, I saw him stick one hand on the door panel, forming an invisible suction, and then with a little force, the door fell directly.

A man with a big waist and a full beard was sitting opposite, and behind him stood a woman in black with a bumpy figure, and a thin man with cold eyebrows, a sword behind him, and his eyes were cold to the bone, as if everything in front of him could never enter his eyes.

"It turned out to be the two rakshasas of the Hundred Years Pavilion of the Hundred Years Pavilion!" the old man said with a smile after looking at it for a while.

Bai Shuang didn't expect that the person who had just revealed his advanced cultivation was actually a white-haired old man, who looked short and fat, but he was also unfathomable.

"Hundred-year-old pavilion hoarfrost!"

She glanced at the young man with the sword and said, "He's the ...... of Kenshin."

"I don't know who the predecessors are?"

Dad didn't answer her, but turned sideways to get out of the way, and Qin Hui also walked over.

He looked at the tall man with a beard who didn't look like a person from the Central Plains, nodded, bowed slightly, and said, "Presumably this is the honorable envoy of the Jin Kingdom, right?"

The golden man was stunned for a moment, then stood up, rolled his eyes up and down, and after looking at it for a long time, he said in rather jerky Chinese: "You are the person that the fourth prince said?"

Qin Hui nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, it's me!"

He handed back a small piece of jet-black iron to the golden envoy.

"I wonder if the prince has anything to say or bring to me?" he asked.

The golden envoy held the iron plate in his hand, and after a long time, he let go of the doubts in his heart, and then tore the already worn clothes on his body layer by layer, until the skin and flesh were exposed, and he saw that there was a yellowed sheepskin hidden close to his body.

He took off the sheepskin, carefully held it with both hands and slowly handed it to Qin Hui, and said, "This is the letter of agreement and state that the prince asked me to entrust Lord Qin to transfer to the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty!"

Qin Hui took the sheepskin, in addition to the smell of mutton on it, it was the sweat stains from the golden envoy's body, presumably he had already planned to hide it close to him, he did not come to him as soon as he entered Lin'an, but was waiting for the opportunity, and now the time has officially arrived.

He carefully opened the folded sheepskin, only to see that there was not much handwriting on the so-called national letter, but in Chinese characters to write "Yue Fei died and agreed to become", and there was a bright red seal below, which was portrayed crookedly, and it could only be seen that it looked like a dragon flying around, which must be the national seal of the Jin Kingdom.

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