Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 10. 10. Dang Zhu! (Third more)

"Take me to the chief executive first."

There was still a calm and usual voice, but the voice in Mai Gong’s ears was completely different.

He endured the pain, tapped his left hand and tapped a large point for hemostasis, then took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms, unplugged the cork, poured the medicine pill in the bottle tremblingly into his mouth, and then drew the medicine with luck with cold sweat. .

Xia Ji was not in a hurry, he went back to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, took out the remaining 33 rosary beads, connected them with a black rope, and put them in his arms together with the imperial edict. This was also his own small hole card. Up.

Taking another look at the place where he had stayed for more than two years, he turned around and never looked back.

Father Mei had already treated the wound, and he was considered ruthless. He directly cut off his right hand and applied it with medicated powder. At this time, he stood with his head down and did not run away.

Seeing Xia Ji, he knelt down and trembled: "Our family was blind. After watching the tiger for two years, he still regarded it as a cat. With the forbearance of His Highness Seven, our family is convinced. Go find the chief executive."

Xia Jidao: "If you can be sensible, then the best."

The public voice of Mei Gong has been respectful: "The master is now waiting for the nine princesses in the front hall. There are many people in the front hall, and there are many guards. Does the prince need to wait?"

Xia Ji glanced at him curiously. This **** was really tolerant, and only when he interrupted a hand, he immediately obeyed, and then began to think for himself?

Grandpa Mei explained: "Our family is actually the people who were left in the imperial city waiting to die. Those who have gained power have already left with the emperor.

Besides, if our family is in power, it will not be sent to monitor you, will it?

Our family has been lost, but I don't want to be so downhearted. Although we have abandoned a hand, our family also sees clearly what kind of character His Highness is. "

Xia Jidao: "Lead the way."

"Go now, there are many people in the front hall."

"Can't you go if there are too many people?"

"promise"

Mr. Mei, who was still arrogant and domineering the moment ago, is quickly adjusting his attitude towards this person, because no one knows the horror of this person better than him.

After sitting for two springs and autumns, reciting the scriptures for two years, I didn’t expect that when the wind and the wind would meet, he would show his stern look. This kind of forbearance, this kind of dormancy, is at least an ambitious nature. If today is going to be chaotic, why not let him This one?

The main hall of the imperial palace, the place where hundreds of officials came to court, is already extremely quiet.

The true core figures among the hundred officials all fled with the emperor.

Even if the rest didn't get the message that "the prince died in battle, and the 100,000 army was wiped out in ashes", they knew that when the wind turned the rudder, and seeing so many big people left, they naturally followed the tug family and left quietly.

In order to get out of the city smoothly, they would even conceal each other so that others would not know, but those who left were not prepared to continue to be officials, or were confident that their relationship management could pass the barriers, otherwise, as imperial officials, they would leave the capital without permission during the war. , Is a capital crime.

The setting sun set early, and the snow began to rise.

The general manager is taking three hundred guards, waiting for the nine princesses in front of the palace.

The nine princesses agreed to marry the Turks. If she is not there, she will have to fill up another princess. Who wants to?

No one wants.

When the princess came, he let his confidant captain lead the princess to catch up with the emperor.

Then, holding the tiger charm and the right seal, he held the dead ghost abandoned by the royal family and went to the city to guard.

When it was confirmed that the Seventh Prince had died in battle, and the royal face was saved, he could use his best physical skills to retreat quickly.

The imperial family of the Shang Dynasty could not lose the face of abandoning the capital and fleeing, and these seven princes were a fig leaf.

The frost giants of the ghost side belong to the legendary "soldiers". Those soldiers are at least four or five meters tall and are infinitely powerful in themselves, and they are even more invincible in the ice and snow.

Frost is invulnerable for armor, and he can recover quickly even if he is injured, and if the wind and snow are heavy, their tracks will be hidden. They are simply a group of monsters that are blessed by this ice and snow!

These giants are obviously not in the consideration of normal battles. In fact, they have disappeared for a long time. No one knows where the ghost party brought these three thousand frost giants this time.

The prince brought a hundred thousand army and was raided, and Fenglangguan was also lost. To be honest, it was not wronged. After all, no one would have thought that the ghost party would send a Frost Giant in a sneak attack late at night.

While the general manager was waiting quietly, unconcealed footsteps came from the palace square behind him.

His feminine face wrinkled. In order to prevent the leakage of information from the palace, the little palace lady, the little eunuch, and some noble concubines who were not favored had long been locked in it. There were guards everywhere, so who else would come?

On the side of the general manager, he saw the prince who was stepping in the wind and snow, and then he slid the father-in-law beside him, his eyes curled, and his brows suddenly wrinkled, "Little Meizi, what is your right hand? What's going on?"

Father Mei did not speak, bowed his head and stopped.

And Xia Ji continued to walk forward.

When the two faced their five feet, he stopped, took out the imperial decree from his arms with his left hand, pulled it down, and said to the chief executive: "Read!"

The Chief Executive was stunned, and immediately couldn't help but smile. Isn't this seven prince mad?

Xia Ji threw the imperial decree back again, and Grandpa Mei hurriedly caught it with his left hand.

"Read!"

Father Mei was stunned, what does the new lord mean?

Xia Jidao: "Read it out loud!"

Grandpa Mei nodded. Although he is weak, he can still speak words with his capacity, so he opened his mouth and said, "Fengtian carries the emperor."

Xia Ji interrupted him directly, "Be louder!"

Grandpa Mei tried to endure the severe pain, hysterically starting to recite: "The emperor will be transported by the heavens. The emperor said, the ghost party invaded our Central Plains, and the seventh prince Xia Ji is the marshal of the world's soldiers and horses. !!!"

The inner force enveloped most of the palace with a sharp, hoarse voice, so that everyone could hear clearly, including the chief general.

The imperial city in the snow is silent.

Xia Ji took two steps forward, facing the chief executive, calmly said: "Tiger Talisman, won't you hand in the right seal?"

The general manager looked at the situation and didn’t know where the seven princes were hidden. He smiled coldly: "This tiger symbol Quan Yin emperor let the old slave take charge. Since the day, the prince has been dismissed as the marshal and guards the imperial city. If you have anything to tell us Home, our family will seal it."

As soon as his voice fell, he felt the ground tremble suddenly.

The rumbling sound from the earth came in my ears.

In his eyes, a red shadow came like electricity.

"If you hide tiger charms privately, if you don't comply with the decree, you should be punished!"

The sound is like thunder, and come here!

The general manager’s eyes became dignified. He had never thought that the seven princes would be such a master, not exposed to the mountains and dew. It was only then that he complied with this situation before leaving the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Unpredictable, it is not comparable to that of Father Mei and his like.

Although it is not easy to kill the prince, it is still possible to abolish his legs.

In an instant, his hands waved out afterimages.

A little bit of cold light shot out from the two big sleeves.

At first glance, the cold glow was only slight, but when the cuffs were worn, it showed an explosion in front of everyone's eyes, split into hundreds of sharp glows, and the crisscrossed red lines instantly filled people's pupils.

This is the method of using Qi Jin recorded in the Sunflower Collection. This embroidery needle can even be worn through steel, let alone a human?

Now, these needles and threads went straight to the prince's legs!

(End of this chapter)