On the official road, Zhou Bomin galloped on his horse, and the horses under the seat were urging very fast, and Ye Liuli rode another horse behind him, shouting: "His Royal Highness, where are we going?"

Zhou Bomin's face was expressionless, just urging the horse to run quickly.

After walking for two hours, there is a green pine in front of me, which is the horn mouth that comes out of Nanshan County to the Central Plains, Qingniugou.

Zhou Bomin took the token and went straight to the camp of soldiers and horses, shouting: "The king of Anqing has an order here, and the guards will let him go quickly."

"King Anqing?", the sentry on the sentry tower heard this, hurriedly waved the flag, and signaled to the next sentry tower.

Running all the way and shouting, the sentries on the sentry tower in that mile heard the words, they all waved the flags in their hands, and waved their flags towards the soldiers and horses one after another.

In front of the gate of the camp of soldiers and horses, the door of the camp was wide open, the horn of the horn was blown to the sky, and the captain of the soldiers and horses guarding the camp came out of the tent and knelt down and bowed: "Huo Bing, the captain of the soldiers and horses of Nanshan Road, came to greet the king of Anqing, and His Royal Highness the king of Qing is a thousand years old."

Zhou Bomin threw the order in his hand to Huo Bing, and shouted: "Lead the troops and horses with me."

The sound of horses' hooves on both sides was chaotic, and thousands of spearmen quickly gathered together when they heard the wind, and when the horses' hooves stepped out of the camp, the spearmen followed closely behind.

Ye Liuli said secretly: It's not good, His Royal Highness the Prince is going to kill someone.

Thinking like this, the group of soldiers and horses had rushed out of the hundreds, leaving only the blazing yellow smoke on the official road.

Two hours later, sentry posts were set up everywhere at the horn mouth of Nanshan County, which extended to the city of Nanshan County, and the soldiers guarding the city saw this, and hurriedly closed the city gate, and two groups of men and horses confronted each other on both sides of the city wall.

Huo Bing took out the order of the king of Anqing and shouted: "The order of the king of Anqing is here, and the guards will open the city gate quickly."

The ancient city gate was moved by the wind, and a group of cavalry entered first, and the pedestrians on the street were scattered.

The old man who had complained earlier had already dried his tears, his eyes seemed to be lost in sand, and he only saw a blur, and suddenly someone walked to his side and said, "Old man, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World invites you to go."

The division of the Liyang Dynasty has always been directly set up by the government, with a single system, and a separate office in the yamen, which is called: law.

The first person rushed into the legal system, locked a group of teachers inside, and shouted: "The king of Anqing has an order, and all the teachers are in the law."

Those masters still have to shout grievances, a sword immediately out of the sheath, shining in the sun, now it's good, Xiucai met the soldiers, polite can't tell, immediately someone recognized these sergeants' clothes, it was the imperial court stationed in Nanshan County Hornmouth garrison.

I was panicking at the moment, but if it was the errand officer in the yamen, it would be better to say that this time I met the garrison, then the matter would be big.

Some people wiped the sweat from their faces, and some people didn't know what was going on.

Zhou Bomin said in a low voice: "The prefect came out to speak."

There was no answer for a long time.

"Search", under an order, more than 100 soldiers entered large and small rooms, but the prefect did not find it, but found a lot of property.

The prefect's family didn't know what was going on, and they were frightened, this Wu prefect was a womanizer, and at this time, more than 30 women and children were found from the large and small rooms, all kneeling in the courtyard and waiting for the fall.

One cadre of government service, lined up in two rows, cowering, these people will only bully and bully the common people on weekdays, and when they really meet the garrison, they don't dare to let go of a fart.

"Kill".

Zhou Bomin's eyes were gloomy, and he called in a low voice, Huo Bing, the captain of the soldiers and horses who didn't know what was going on from beginning to end but just acted according to the order, and said: "Pass the order, Nanshan County down, four counties and thirty-two pavilion magistrates, pavilion chiefs, family maids and servants, even if he is a fire burner, he must bring it to me, and he is not allowed to let any of them go, and all of them will be sent to the prison here to wait for the fall."

Huo Bing took the order to leave, and secretly smacked his tongue, he had arrested those Jianghu warlocks before, and he didn't see such a movement, and he didn't know what blow His Royal Highness the Prince had suffered.

Zhou Bomin looked at the blood on the ground, and his expression was blank.

Ye Liuli was secretly surprised, but what could he be, all kinds of words had to be swallowed in his stomach.

The city is under martial law, only allowed to enter but not out, for a time the road to Qingming Mountain was cut off, on the first floor of the city, a young man frowned, shaking a fan, I don't know what to think.

The maid next to her took the melon and fruit and was about to leave, when she suddenly heard a voice in her ear: "Hey, wait."

"What do you command?"

The man said, "Go and ask Mr. Zheng to come."

After a while, a Confucian scholar entered the pavilion and flipped through a scroll with a book in his hand.

The boy said, "Sir."

The middle-aged Confucian surnamed Zheng closed the scroll and arched his hand: "What is the son looking for me?"

The young man pointed down, but saw a forest of swords and guns, and soldiers and horses. It's like there's a war.

The middle-aged Confucian said with a smile: "The young man went out and was wronged, so he naturally wanted to breathe this out."

The boy said: "But this killing is so many people, is this breath a little too much?"

The Confucian scholar opened his eyes, but saw that the ground was red in the distance, and the corpse had probably been disposed of, so he gasped and said, "Childe, wait a minute, I will write a letter to the academy", and hurriedly went down the attic with his feet.

Zhou Bomin stroked his forehead and sat in the position where the prefect should have been sitting, closing his eyes and pondering, his brows furrowed. Wait for outsiders to arrest the relevant criminals.

By this time, it was getting dark, and only seven or eight people had been tried, all of whom were the lawmakers here, and the sergeants who had been ordered to go to the county pavilions to get people had not yet returned.

Ye Liuli stood outside the courtyard, leaning on a willow tree, the smell of blood in the air was not dissipated, frowning and looking up at the sunset that was about to fall, and sighed secretly.

There were already 800 miles of urgent books heading towards Lishan.

There were also 800 miles of urgent decrees coming from Lishan.

It's only been half a month since I last read a book from Nanshan Road.

At this time, another fast horse arrived at the foot of the capital.

On Lishan Mountain, the emperor walked in front slowly, handed the letter to Lin Changqing behind him, and said with a smile: "Zhou Bomin, when did my son become a common man?"

Lin Changqing took the letter, frowned slightly, and said for a long time: "His Royal Highness the Prince is naturally kind, I don't know how the Holy Lord replied?"

The emperor turned to look at him and said, "I didn't reply to him, I just told him to take care of his health, and when he comes back, he will think about it in the long run."

When Lin Changqing heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief. Said: "His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is aware of the people's feelings, it is a blessing of the saint, and now His Royal Highness is sitting in the southwest of the army, and His Royal Highness is going to the shore of the East China Sea, my Liyang Dynasty is about to usher in a prosperous era, and Weichen is happy for the saint."

The emperor laughed and said, "When did Lin Xiang also learn to pat on the back?

Li Zhongyi hurriedly said: "Where is the saint, Lin Xiang just said what he said from the bottom of his heart, and he talked about sycophants."

Lin Changqing smiled: "Exactly."

Zhou Bomin was very worried, many officials in Nanshan Dao had already killed more than half of them, and the remaining few people who might not bend the law for personal gain, sighed, and half a month had passed, and said secretly: "I don't know if my father saw the twist and turn for my father last time, and he didn't come to the holy decree for a long time", and couldn't help frowning.

Suddenly, I heard a shout outside the door: "The holy decree has arrived: King Anqing has come out to receive the decree."

Ye Liuli heard a sound as thin as a gossamer, jumped up from the bed, and hurriedly ran towards the yamen of the mansion.

Zhou Bomin was dressed in an official uniform, walked out at the same time, walked in front of the officer, straightened his clothes, knelt down on the ground and said: "Minister Zhou Bomin takes the order."

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor said, my son has been traveling for a long time, I have received it, I ordered you to take care of your health, if there is nothing to do, return to the dynasty immediately, Qin this!"

Zhou Bomin was stunned in his heart, why didn't he mention the matter of Afang Palace? Could it be that his father was unwilling?

He said in a deep voice: "The minister receives the order."

The commander helped Zhou Bomin up and said: "Your Royal Highness, this trip to the east has been hard, and the saint asked me to bring you a message."

As he spoke, he pulled Zhou Bomin aside and said in a low voice: "The majesty of the Son of Heaven cannot be abandoned."

Then he got up and said: "If His Royal Highness the Prince has nothing to say to the Holy Lord, then Weichen will retire."

Zhou Bomin stayed where he was, came back to his senses for a long time and said, "Oh, there are no words, there is Master Lao."

The man turned and went out of the house, and the sound of horses' hooves went away until he could no longer hear it.

Ye Liuli walked up to Zhou Bomin and said, "I'm afraid this matter is reckless."

Zhou Bomin sighed, didn't speak, and suddenly asked when leaving: "Did Wu Zijian catch it?"

Ye Liuli shook his head slightly and said, "There is no trace", seeing Zhou Bomin brushing his sleeves away, he sighed in his heart.

Thousands of miles away from Lishan.

"Eight hundred miles urgently, get out of the way, eight hundred miles urgently, get out of the way......"

The voice echoed like a ghost in the upper reaches of the palace.

On Lishan Mountain, Lin Changqing was laughing with the emperor, when he suddenly heard a faint voice in his ears, frowned slightly, and listened with his ears up.

Then Li Zhongyi and the emperor also stopped, but they heard a voice from the bottom of the mountain: "Eight hundred miles urgent, get out of the way, eight hundred miles urgent ......."

A hurried sound of horses' hooves came from the bottom of the mountain.

The smile on the emperor's face came to an abrupt end.

Lin Changqing and Li Zhongyi glanced at each other, and their faces were extremely ugly.

"Eight hundred miles expedited ......".

The herald only said this sentence in front of him, and then he could no longer speak, panting, and presented the secret letter, which was sealed with the seal of Zhou Bomin, the king of Anqing.

The emperor reached out to take it, but paused, thought for a while, and said, "Li Zhongyi, put it away."

The big eunuch glanced at Lin Changqing, only to see Lin Changqing blink, gently took the secret letter from the herald's hand, and put it in his sleeve.

The Emperor smiled and said, "What's the matter now? If it weren't for the strength of my soldiers and horses, I'm afraid this letter wouldn't have been delivered to me," he laughed.

Lin Changqing and Li Zhongyi echoed and laughed a few times.

The emperor walked a few steps forward slowly, looked at the sun that was only a little bit left, and said with a long breath: "Tired, go back."

The group of people went down the mountain road.

It was night, there was silence, the moon was shining in the sky, and the lights in all directions had long been extinguished.

After the emperor finished dealing with the last bamboo slips, he asked Li Zhongyi to put away all the bamboo slips and lie on the bed to rest with his forehead.

Li Zhongyi said: "Holy Lord, let's blow the lamp."

The emperor disturbed his hand and signaled not to use it.

Li Zhongyi slowly withdrew from the dormitory backwards, and was about to get out of the threshold, when he suddenly heard a sentence in his ear: "Bring it."

Li Zhongyi paused and hesitated: "It's too late tonight, it's better to ......."

"It's okay, bring it, get some snacks for me, you go and rest, and ask someone else to bring it."

Li Zhongyi walked in front of the emperor and handed the secret letter to the emperor, the emperor picked up the teacup with one hand and took the secret letter with the other, Li Zhongyi slowly retreated, went outside the palace gate, and whispered to the eunuch on duty: "Go and get some ......."

Before the words fell, he suddenly heard the sound of water spraying, and then the cup fell to the ground, and a series of coughing sounds resounded through the emperor's bedroom......