Saying that, Yu Linwei came forward, took off Wang Ran's Wusha hat, and then took off his round-necked official robe, a white dress appeared in front of him at first glance, and was pushing and preparing to go out, but he heard shouts from outside the door, and everyone couldn't help but turn their heads to look.

It turned out that the person blocking the road outside the door was Sister Wu in the Yanwang Mansion, and I saw that her clothes were tied around her waist, wiping the water droplets on her hands, so she knelt outside the door and blocked Yu Linwei's way.

"Presumptuous!Who are you? How dare you stop Yu Linwei and arrest people? Quickly disperse aside, otherwise don't blame our family for turning their faces and being ruthless!" said the Grand Duke Pan Yanliang to the door, waving his orchid finger and scolding the person who was blocking the door.

King Yan shook his head helplessly, this holy decree came down, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and suddenly scared him back to sit on the stool, originally thought that this imperial mausoleum, as long as he added more words, he would be able to get through the confusion, who had been the emperor Laozi Zhu Chongba, neither summoned to inquire, but directly sent himself to Yanjing, and did not summon him, and never returned to the capital.

The sweat on King Yan's forehead dripped down, and he kept wiping it with a handkerchief, looking at Wang Ran who was arrested at the door, he was also a mud bodhisattva crossing the river - it is difficult to protect himself, and the only way to protect himself is to turn a blind eye!

Sister Wu has been kneeling at the door, blocking Yu Linwei's way, Pan Yanliang walked to the door, lifted her right foot and kicked out, only to see that she was kicked out and fell heavily to the ground, and suddenly raised bursts of dust.

Sister Wu covered her stomach, wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, stretched out her hands again, blocking everyone's way, Pan Yanliang waved her right hand, and said in a weird manner: "There are really people who are not afraid of death, come on!

Wang Ran's messy hair slowly raised his head, shook his head and said slowly: "Let's go! Hurry up, now Long Yan is furious, I am in prison, hurry up and get out of here, how far and far, go!"

Looking at Wang Ran, who was almost crazy, Sister Wu took two steps back, wiped away the teardrops from the corners of her eyes, and endured not crying, she kept sobbing, watching Yu Linwei escort her away, but she could only stomp her feet and sigh.

Sister Wu suddenly thought of something, so she wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, turned around and came to the door of Wankelou, pulled away the servants who blocked her, rushed in directly, and knelt below the front of the hall.

"Lord, please! Hurry up and think of a way to save Lord Wang! The concubine is here to kowtow to you. Sister Wu kept kowtowing to the ground, only to see blood flowing from her forehead.

King Yan stood up and looked at the diners in this hall, and at this time they all turned to look at him, and even the dancing girl who stopped cast expectant eyes.

King Yan covered his mouth with his right hand, coughed lightly and said: "Lord Wang's matter today is the will of the saints today, although this king is a prince, he does not dare to resist and disobey the will!

At this time, there was warm applause in front of the hall, but Monk Daoyan opened his eyes, shook his head and sighed: "It's hard to protect yourself, and you still want to stand up for others, alas! It's nothing more than a bamboo basket to fetch water--a void?"

When everyone heard the monk's words, they cast cold eyes, and continued to turn their heads to cheer for King Yan, Sister Wu quickly got up and came over, knelt in front of Daoyan, and after three bows and nine knocks, she said with tears in her eyes: "The master of labor came to the rescue, and the concubine must be a cow and a horse, and repay the master's life-saving grace!"

When everyone heard Sister Wu's words, they all turned their heads and said with a sneer: "Just a crazy monk, do you really believe his words? Except for pretending to be a ghost, I don't see any real ability, so thank you Lord Wang! Only he can help you." ”

Sister Wu was half convinced, stood up from the ground, turned her head and saw King Yan with a spring breeze on his face, and didn't know who to believe for a while.

Monk Daoyan stood up, walked past Sister Wu, and said a few words softly in addition to Amitabha Buddha: "Entering the palace is a disaster, and it is difficult to protect yourself! If you want to save your husband, you will suffer from the door of the house in the middle of the night!"

Hearing the monk's words, Sister Wu was confused, and looked back at King Yan with confidence, so she could only silently watch Dao Yan leave.

After sunset, Sister Wu has been waiting in the courtyard, and King Yan has already entered the palace to face the saint and plead for Wang Ran to relieve him, but he still hasn't seen him return, and he can't help but feel a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

Outside the door of the Palace of Nourishing Hearts, the Grand Duke Pan Yanliang was in front, groveling and leading, and the person who followed behind was, of course, His Royal Highness the King of Yan!

King Yan seemed a little indifferent to this visit, still talking and laughing, not realizing that the storm would come in an instant.

Coming to the door of this Heart Cultivation Palace, the Grand Duke Pan Yanliang waved his hand to stop King Yan, lowered his head and said with a smile: "Your Highness is waiting here!

King Yan snorted coldly, looking so arrogant and domineering, he pulled away Pan Yanliang in front of him, and said lukewarmly: "Erchen to see his father, where do you need so many courtesies, you all go down! ”

The old emperor stood with his back to him, waving a brush and writing on the rice paper, looking at the calligraphy and paintings on the table expressionlessly, and suddenly put down the Zhu Piyu pen in his hand, patted the dust on his hand, and stretched out his right hand to take the hot towel handed by the little eunuch.

"It's coming! I don't need to guess that I'm here to know that it's you, hahaha! I know that you must come, let's say! Who are you here to plead for?" Emperor Zhu Chongba turned around, wiped his hands with a towel, and said with a chill in his smile.

As soon as King Yan sat down, he picked up the tea that the eunuch had just made for the emperor, and said in a mouthful: "The crown prince's mausoleum supervisor, by chance, encountered a flash flood, this king has done his best, but still did not save him back, please punish my father!"

"This king, you tell me about this king, you are such a big prince! When you enter the palace of cultivating the heart, you don't make a sound, it's really getting more and more unruly, and the matter of the prince, I want to hear how you can exonerate yourself?" Emperor Zhu Chongba turned around, flicked his sleeves and sat down on the chair, and asked with some thorns in his words.

King Yan heard the clues, quickly got up from the chair, knelt on the ground, and said with a trembling body: "The son is guilty, please punish my father, the imperial tomb suddenly caused a flash flood, flooded inside, although I have the heart to go to the rescue of His Royal Highness the Prince, how can I help the torrent, except for me, the three thousand people in the imperial tomb, all of them are hiding in the imperial tomb, please be merciful to my father!"

"Really...... Are you really a three-year-old child? The brocade guards under my command are all used for decoration? What you have done, someone has already reported it, and you have not repented, so you will stay here honestly, and you will not leave a single step until you go to Yanjing to take office, hum!" The emperor burst out angrily, and finally glanced at the door, and then turned around and brushed his sleeves......

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