Imprisoned for two years at the beginning, invincible after being released from prison

"Well, I swear by the life of my Zhenbei Palace, and by the reputation of my dead brother, I Leng Qingyue was born as the prince's man, and died as the prince's ghost." Leng Qingyue gritted her teeth and said, she is a woman. It still made her very shy to say it in front of others.

Lin Zhong closed his eyes and clasped his fingers on the table, thump, thump, thump.

"It seems that the rumors that Leng Qingyue likes the prince are true. The dragon guards only recognize the emperor's decree. Since she holds the emperor's decree, I will obey it." Lin Zhong thought of this, and the stone hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground.

"Before the late emperor passed away, he indeed betrothed you to the crown prince. I didn't expect that after so many years, you would still admit it."

"The first emperor bestowed a marriage, and I dare not resign in ten thousand deaths."

"Okay!" Lin Zhong suddenly opened his eyes, shouted loudly, then stood up and bowed, "See the princess."

Leng Qingyue hurriedly stood up and helped Lin Zhong up, "General must not, please stand up."

Chapter 6

"The prince is in trouble, what good strategy does the general have?" Leng Qingyue asked.

Lin Zhong pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "Before the emperor passed away, he secretly ordered us to withdraw from the officialdom, hide in the market, preserve our strength, and wait for the crown prince to raise his arms and help him ascend the throne as emperor."

"Wait?" Leng Qingyue asked.

Lin nodded his head, his eyes lost focus, lost in memory.

"We are the dragon guards, we are divided into various places, and we only wait for the prince."

A gleam flashed in Leng Qingyue's eyes, and she said excitedly: "Okay, that's great."

Zhang Juxiang nodded in satisfaction, "The general never forgets his original intention. He is really loyal and loyal. To be honest, I am also a dragon guard. I have half of the list in my hand. If my prediction is correct, the general should Holds the other half of the list."

"Well, what the Grand Scholar said is right." Lin Zhong looked up at Zhang Juxiang seriously, and sighed, "I've been wondering who the other person is, but I didn't expect it to be a Grand Scholar. Your Majesty arranged for us to hide in the wild, It is really unexpected to hide in the court. The prince is in prison, and we have long been worried, and we are all burned."

"You guys have found me, so you must have a plan. Let me say something first, to save the crown prince, it is my duty to do so, and I will do my best, fearless of life and death." Lin Zhong said.

"Okay. My brother has died on the battlefield, and my father is also powerless. The princeling party has collapsed and survived in name only. Emperor Yuan has no scruples now, and the crown prince is in danger. The arrow is on the string and has to be fired." Leng Qingyue frowned, and Danfeng's eyes were full Yingqi, said unhurriedly.

"Once you are ordered, go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire." Lin Zhong remembered the explanation of the late emperor, and his blood rushed to his heart.

Raising soldiers for a thousand days and using them for a while.

"Emperor Yuan lives in the deep palace, with strict defenses and unbreakable. Only when he leaves the palace can he have a chance to fight." Zhang Zhuxiang said with confidence.

"Well, the day after tomorrow is my brother's funeral, and Emperor Yuan will come." Leng Qingyue said with a curved mouth, playing with her teacup.

"Good opportunity." Lin Zhong's eyes lit up, and he responded hastily.

This is the best opportunity, a blow is sure to hit at the funeral, the prince raises his arms and shouts, everyone will follow, great things can be accomplished.

Zhang Juxiang didn't speak, just sighed lightly.

If it is not successful, the whole family of King Zhenbei will be implicated in the nine clans, and all of them will not escape the punishment of Ling Chi.

Lin Zhong glanced at Leng Qingyue with complicated meanings, she was a heroic and not weak man, she understood righteousness, she really was a strange woman.

Leng Qingyue sighed in her heart, and a trace of worry surged up. For her elder brother Xiao, she would take the life of the entire palace.

But she has no regrets.

The three of them seriously discussed the details, knowing that Lin Zhong had broken into the heaven realm, they were even more confident, and they discussed for a long time before leaving.

-

The sun is slowly shining, casting mottled light and shadow through the green and intersecting branches and leaves in the forest, and the birds are singing, making the forest more and more deep and quiet.

In the past, it was deserted and deserted, and there was no one for a long time.Today, however, it was much more lively, with a figure passing by from time to time, flying like lightning, with billowing air waves, it looked like a master at first glance.

In a wooden house in the forest, there are eight people with different costumes, male and female.

"I don't agree." A man dressed as a woodcutter shouted.

"I have heard for a long time that the prince has no strength to restrain a chicken, and he only knows how to recite poems all day long. There have been rumors in the market that the prince is incompetent, a demented scholar. He is 16 years old, and he is only in the first level of the human realm. It's outrageous."

"Emperor Yuan's majesty is not inferior to His Majesty's. He has a deep mind and strict defenses. This assassination has nine deaths, no, it is ten deaths and no lives at all. It needs to be carefully considered." A woman responded accordingly.

Everyone spoke in a few words, filled with disappointment with the prince and fear of the assassination.

"That's enough! Shut up. We have been deeply favored by the emperor, and we have been hiding for ten years just to one day help the country and help His Highness the crown prince ascend the throne. Have you forgotten your mission?" Lin Chong said with a gloomy face and exasperated scolded.

"Everyone understands the rules of the Dragon Guards. Once you join the Dragon Guards, you will be the Dragon Guards all your life. You are the Eight Dragon Guards, and this is even more so."

The woodcutter sat heavily on the chair, which creaked under the pressure, and muttered angrily, "It's not our fault that His Royal Highness is acting like this. I heard that the prince reads Buddhist scriptures every day in prison and begged the king of Yuan to spare his life. It really disgraces His Majesty."

A middle-aged man dressed as a businessman opened and closed his eyes, revealing a sinister look, "His Royal Highness is only at the first level of human status. I really don't know how to cultivate. A pig is better than him. He is not worthy of our assistance at all."

Everyone was speechless, exchanged glances with each other, and lowered their heads.

Anger for indisputable, mourning for its misfortune.

Lin Chong's face was ashen, and he rubbed his brows with his hands. He also knew that the crown prince was really not convincing, and said: "Have you all forgotten the rules? The crown prince is the crown prince, and we can't talk about it. This action is left by the crown prince. Commander Yue, all you have to do is obey. Only success is allowed and failure is not allowed.”

"Leng Qingyue is actually the crown princess?"

Everyone exclaimed, which meant that King Zhenbei had already boarded the prince's chariot and became a grasshopper on a line.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief by coincidence, the King of Zhenbei was famous all over the world, and his daughter Leng Qingyue was the counselor that the Yuan Emperor relied heavily on, with a clever plan.

They had dealt with Moon Shadow Guard a lot in recent years, so they naturally knew how powerful she was.

Next, everyone began to carefully discuss and perfect the details of the assassination. Everyone was very serious, after all, one wrong step was death.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but Lin Zhong never mentioned the existence of Grand Scholar Zhang during the whole deduction process.

And some of them didn't express their opinions from the beginning to the end, with their heads lowered and their eyes flickering.

-

In the resplendent imperial palace, Emperor Yuan leaned on the dragon chair, resting his chin on his right hand, watching the two fierce beasts fighting boredly.

One is a two-winged fire crocodile, and the other is a great ape.

The ferocious beast's eyes were red, and they were entangled with each other. Blood trickled down and spilled on the ground.

Bloody, bloody horror.

"Little Jianxiao is extremely incompetent, and there are still other party members who want to support him. It's really wishful thinking." Emperor Yuan flipped through the memorial in his left hand and said meaningfully.

It wasn't that he looked down on Jian Xiao, the former prince, it was that Jian Xiao was too useless and had no pleasure in being ravaged.

"Your Majesty is wise. Those people are just ants and dung beetles picking up dung, seeking their own death. Your Majesty's grace is so great that they allow them to breathe for a moment." Hua Gonggong praised with bowed body and face.

"You still can talk." Emperor Yuan nodded with satisfaction, and casually threw the memorial in his hand aside, and the four characters of protecting the dragon and eight guards could be faintly seen on the exposed corner.

"Order to go down."

Emperor Yuan waved his hand and showed a cruel smile.

He sat on the throne by stepping on thousands of corpses, and killing is the most beautiful feat.

"Of order." Eunuch Hua replied.

A gust of wind blew past, and the shadows of the trees slanted and rustled, as if to herald the next turbulent situation in Jingguo, life and death.

Chapter 7

The next day.

The funeral of Leng Fengge was held today, which shocked the entire royal city.

The city is full of plains, and white cloth is hung all over the streets and alleys.

Everyone mourns.

Leng Fengge, as the youngest commander of Jingguo, guards the people and makes people respect and worship.

He would have been a legend.

The fall of a general star cast a haze over the entire Jing Kingdom.

Without him attacking the wilderness, without him guarding the border, the fangs of other countries have been exposed, who can stand up?

There is no one left. After ten years of internal friction, Jing Guo no longer has any famous soldiers.

Therefore, there are many people gathered in front of the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, and everyone wears white belts on their heads and looks sad.

Everyone in the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion is plain, servants and maidservants are in a hurry, but they dare not speak loudly, a scene of solemn mourning.

Inside the mourning hall was Leng Fengge's coffin, only his clothes inside.

Leng Qingyue was wearing linen clothes and wearing white on her head, kneeling on the ground. The loose clothes could not hide her graceful figure. A white flower hairpin was inserted into her bun at an angle, which made the whole person look like a fairy, so pitiful and charming. A sudden sense of pity.

King Zhenbei sat on the chair, his majestic and powerful arms looked a little rickety, his hair was a little pale, and he looked old, his cloudy eyes stared blankly at the spirit card, not knowing what he was thinking.

Only a few people in the mourning hall came to mourn.

The manager bowed and walked in, with a miserable face, and whispered in front of King Zhenbei: "My lord, no one is here."

After saying a few times, King Zhenbei came back to his senses, waved his hand, and took a deep breath, calming down his desolate mood.

None of the civil and military men of the Manchu dynasty, even those who called Feng Ge brothers and sisters, came.

It seems that he forgot that there was such a person who fought bloody for Jingguo.

I never thought that the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion had withered.

Seeing him get up from the Zhu Building, seeing him banqueting guests, seeing his building collapsed.

This is the way things are.

People's hearts are like tea, but people leave tea cold.

He couldn't see through it again.

The desolation in the mourning hall is in sharp contrast to the crowds outside, which is extremely ironic.

The crowd outside the mansion suddenly started making noises, like a drop of water dripping into a boiling oil pan.

"Your Majesty has come down."

"Your Majesty is down."

"Long live Long live Long live."

……

Everyone knelt on the ground, shouting long live, with a hint of relief and joy in their eyes.

"His Majesty the Emperor has come to see Marshal Leng."

"His Majesty the Emperor has not forgotten Marshal Leng."

"Marshal Leng has gone well all the way, Your Majesty will see you off for the last time."

In their view, His Majesty's presence in person is the greatest honor and the highest honor.

A group of imperial guards in yellow armor came slowly, and behind them was a two-meter-high golden dragon chariot, with a round cover inlaid with gold painted dragons, driving nine bronze-gold dragon horses, which looked majestic and luxurious.

"His Majesty is here."

A soft voice cut through the tranquility of the mourning hall, like a cold blade cutting through the snow-white silk.

-

The sun is slightly dew, and the morning light is sparse.

The black water purgatory is like a monster with its mouth wide open, exuding a gloomy and cold aura.

Jian Xiao held the scriptures in his hand, "All conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and electricity, and should be viewed as such."

The Buddha made countless sentient beings enter the Nirvana without residue and save them, and the non-attachment has saved countless sentient beings to achieve the achievement of the holy fruit.

His mind is as broad as the sea and mountains, and he tolerates all the evil laws in the world. He treats me with evil, and I repay evil with virtue.

Jian Xiao squinted his eyes and muttered to himself, but his momentum was getting higher and higher like a sword, and he rushed straight to the sky, trying to break through the nine days.

Save immeasurable sentient beings and accumulate immeasurable merit.

Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately.

How can the dead soul be freed, trapped in the eighteenth level of hell, unable to look up to the sky.

Jian Xiao's aura is getting stronger and stronger, and the cracks in the black rock under him are criss-crossing, and they are about to collapse at any time.

Eunuch Hua brought more than 20 people to the gate of the prison.

Eunuch Hua was majestic and shouted, "Open the prison."

A group of people filed in.

"When death is imminent, if you are still chanting scriptures, our family can't see these vain things."