treacherous beauty

It was not until the third watch that Jian Chengcong stopped Hao Baorong and stabilized the situation in the palace.

"Your Majesty, the subject is guilty." Hao Baorong said hoarsely as he knelt under the steps.

The phoenix feathers on the brocade belt were stained with blood, and Jian Chengcong sat on the dragon chair, staring at the brave general and said: "Kill innocent people indiscriminately, General Hao, is it true that if I don't wear this dragon robe, your Stabbed me together?"

Hao Baorong's complexion changed drastically, and he kowtowed like garlic: "I dare not, no matter how reckless I am, I dare not hurt half of your Majesty's hair, please forgive me."

"You killed the person who has accompanied me in this deep palace for many years." After a moment of silence, Jian Chengcong coughed violently and spat out half a mouthful of blood: "Put it down first."

"Your Majesty..." Seeing this, the daring Gong'e wanted to pass on to the imperial physician, but Jian Chengcong stood up and stopped her: "Go and see Shangguanquan."

He was stabbed in the left rib, and he was too frightened. After being carried back, he was unconscious and his tendons were tightly closed.

Sitting beside Shangguanquan, Jian Chengcong frowned deeply: "You all go down."

After Gong'e left, there was only sand and sand leaking in the watch, and the night was not clear.

Thirty years have been like a remnant dream. From the age of nine onwards, this person is walking around in front of his eyes. He can be seen in the morning, at night, when eating, and when he is studying. From "His Royal Highness Yin Wang" Keep calling "Your Majesty"...

If he died once, Jian Chengcong didn't dare to think about it, sweating in his hands, and said in a deep voice, "Come here."

"Your Majesty?" Someone responded.

Jian Chengcong: "Call the imperial physician quickly."

The imperial doctor who was on duty at night in the palace had prescribed medicine and given acupuncture to Shangguan Quan before he came, and when he was summoned again, he still said the same thing: "Shangguan's father-in-law is seriously injured, whether he can wake up depends on God's will, and I have no power..."

It's not impossible, the imperial hospital has a town hospital's life-saving pill, which may be powerful enough to return to heaven, but I'm afraid that the life of an eunuch is not as honorable as that of an emperor.

"I remember that there is an elixir in the Imperial Hospital." Jian Chengcong said.

"Your Majesty..." That is for the emperor, and there is only one.

Jian Chengcong: "Take it."

The imperial physician didn't dare to disobey, so he quickly fetched the elixir, and poured the medicine into Shangguan.

Perhaps Shangguan Quan was seriously injured, or perhaps his lifespan was at the end of his life, and the life-saving pill only allowed him to stay in a coma for two more days, and died before the third day.

Jian Chengcong grieved over the corpse in the palace, and ordered to stop for a day, and to bury Shangguanquan with state ceremonies.

But a maid who was on duty nearby vaguely heard what the emperor said before Shangguan Quan was about to die, and she became stupid and crazy that night, and fell into the lotus pond in the palace in the middle of the night and died.

The court shook.

It is called the change of Chen Wei.

Then came the day of the spring festival, the emperor was in his prime, his lips were drooping, his throat was so hoarse that he couldn't speak, and he couldn't maintain the prestige of the emperor at all, so all the ceremonies had to be presided over by the prime minister Chen Ying.

Originally, offering sacrifices to the emperor on behalf of the emperor was something the Chen family couldn't wish for. Even if Jian Chengcong's dragon body was unharmed, according to the situation in previous years, the Chen family would have to beat the emperor at the grand ceremony, so as to show that the power of the court is still in the hands of the Chen family.

It’s just that this accident in the palace happened too unluckily. After it got out, everyone said that the Chen family wanted to kill the king and proclaim themselves emperor. Unfortunately, Jian Chengcong’s dragon spirit was still alive, and only a few eunuchs died to stop the disaster. It can be seen that God’s will is not on the Chen family’s side. No matter how much the Chen family churns, it's going against the sky, and it's a waste of effort.

Chen Yingqi was half dead. He never expected that things would develop in this direction. He couldn't think of a good idea to appease the anger of the people all over the world. He had to order the Ministry of Households to reduce taxes and corvees in the northwest and southwest provinces in order to stabilize people's hearts. .

"Father, don't worry." Chen Huan didn't show off in front of his father for a long time, but this time he persuaded: "However, a few eunuchs died, the emperor is sitting in the palace without any injuries."

After a few days, the Ministry of Criminal Justice verified that everything would be fine after killing Hao Baorong and apologizing.

***

When Chen Ying heard the second son say this, she almost fainted from anger, and touched the teacup in her hand and smashed it hard. Chen Huan let out a scream, covered her shoulders and fell on the side of the chair.

"I didn't expect you to be so ignorant." Chen Ying trembled all over, pointing her finger at him and said: "The Chen family is about to face a catastrophe, and the unscrupulous son is still brazenly saying that he just killed a few eunuchs, Huan'er, you really make me a father." disappointment."

The Jieli soldier talisman appeared in the Wei family's camp. He was so angry that day that he cut off the Wei family's salary before he had time to think about it. , once the emperor starts to deal with the Chen family, he will soon be besieged on all sides.

And most of the eunuchs who died this time were his eyeliners.

Regardless of the pain in his shoulder, Chen Huan fell to his knees in front of him and cried, "My son is not filial. It's just that my father has been running the business for many years. If the Chen family of Nuoda is frightened by this incident, it will make the world laugh even more."

"Bastard." Chen Ying kicked him away: "Get out, get out, don't show your eyes here."

The servants hurriedly pulled Chen Huan away.

Chen Yang hurried over after learning about it, and seeing his father slumped on a chair and sighing, he didn't dare to make a sound, knelt on the ground and hugged his father's leg, weeping silently.

"Yang'er." Chen Ying gradually calmed down, then patted the eldest son on the back and said, "Do you also think that being a father has been too cautious these years?"

Looking forward and backward, I never thought that I would fall into such a passive situation.

Chen Yangdao: "The incident was deceitful, my son has ordered someone to secretly arrest the officers and soldiers who killed that night, and it won't be too late to make a decision after prying their mouths open.

On Hao Baorong's side, he also sent someone to watch him in the dungeon.

Chen Ying nodded approvingly: "Okay, very good."

After all, the Chen family still has a reliable son.

***

In the night of early March, the peach blossoms in Xiao’s mansion were in full bloom. After sleeping until late at night, a fresh fragrance came, and the sound of the flute was heard in the faint, but it was not a complete tune, it was intermittent, as if someone was drinking wine under the moon, when they were bored Pick up the flute casually, put it on your lips, and blow it casually, just to entertain the loneliness of this spring night.

Xue Yong put on his clothes and went out, followed the sound to look for it, and was interested to see Wei Xuanlang sitting under a dead tree, with a cup of tea, a jade flute, and the Fengqing sword he carried on the stone table in front of him. , a cool moon, a cold wind blowing through the sleeves of my sleeves, indescribably lonely and cold.

He stopped ten paces away, and didn't get any closer, for fear that someone would accidentally disturb Yumian Shura's Sha, and his flesh would hurt.

"Young Master Xue." Wei Xuanlang said.

After a while, Xue Yong walked over, saluted and sat down in front of him: "The little general is idle."

I didn't sleep in the middle of the night and came here to sit here. If people knew about it, I don't know how many scripts I would have to perform.

Affectionate or profligate, all kinds, only unexpected, there is nothing that market literati can't write.

"Wei intends to present Mr. Xue as a gift to Mr. Xue, what does Mr. Xue want?" Wei Xuanlang said calmly.

With such a good means at such a young age, besides his elder brother Xiao Yan, it seems that there is no other person in the world.

But that person is dead.

Died 15 years ago.

Xue Yong wasn't surprised, he just sat down slowly in front of him, the corners of his lips twitched slightly: "How much wine did you drink, little general? You're joking again."

Wei Xuanlang leaned over suddenly, grabbed his chin with his strong fingers, and said with a mocking smile, "Young Master Xue is too modest."

Xue Yong looked sideways, landed on his wrist, and suddenly rubbed it with his fingertips: "This is not the rule of Mr. Zhi's courtesy."

Faint light smoke, dissolves the courtyard, the moon is in the pear blossom.

A ray of coolness fell on the skin, Wei Xuanlang looked over with downcast eyes, the brilliant light enveloping him, suddenly it was like falling into a dream: "Brother Xiao Yan."

The willow wind was slanting, and the night was quiet. Xue Yong's long and deep voice penetrated into Xue Yong's ears. He covered his trembling slightly, and there seemed to be a trace of disappointment in his eyes: "What are you calling, General Wei?"

Wei Xuanlang raised his hands and stood up, no longer speaking.

he's drunk.

It has been 15 years, if his elder brother Xiao Yan is still alive, what will he look like?

"Fei Qing, I will teach you how to read, you should call me Mr...."

"No, my family invited me a husband. The husband can only be an adult. You are only two years older than me. I can only call you brother..."

……

Xue Yongwu drank the tea by himself, seeing him silent, felt very bored, and said in a tired voice: "Since the little general is here to remember the memory of the old man, then I won't bother you."

After finishing speaking, he was about to leave, but Wei Xuanlang turned around and stopped him: "Drink."

Xue Yong waved his hands with a headache: "The little general is very elegant, but let's get down on this body." He tugged on his belt, and said with a smile: "I really can't accompany the little general."

He put his hand on Wei Xuanlang's fingertips, and said softly: "Why don't you go back to the room and rest together? Maybe the old man is waiting to fall asleep tonight."

Wei Xuanlang stuffed the wine glass in his hand, and seeing that Xue Yong not only refused to refuse, but his brows and eyes seemed to be stained with spring marks, he said coldly: "Mr. Xue is afraid that the medicinal properties of Zuichunsan will be weakened after drinking this wine?"

Xue Yong was very frank: "No. You can't drink alcohol with that thing."

Wei Xuanlang stared at him, with a chilling sneer on his lips.

"If General Wei doesn't like it, I will never accept it from now on." Xue Yong circled his fingers in the palm of his hand again.

The thin callus gently rubbed the smooth skin of the palm, and the spring marks on that person's face became more intense.

Wei Xuanlang took his hand out of his palm calmly, but he didn't show anger in his heart: "I thought of something to ask Mr. Xue for advice, please don't hesitate to give me your advice."

"Don't dare, dare not." Xue Yong pressed his hand and took down the wine glass and put it away: "General Wei, please tell me."

Wei Xuanlang hugged him suddenly, and asked in his ear: "Does Mr. Xue think he can hide the matter from the Chen family about this matter in the palace?"

When the words came out of his mouth, they only fell into the ears of Xue Yong.

"I can't hide it from the Chen family, but I don't know it, but I know it can't be hidden from General Wei." Xue Yong leaned in his arms and smiled lightly.

It's just a small skill to kill a few eyeliners in the palace, and I dare not take credit for it.

The aura on Wei Xuanlang's body was clean and cold, and his crow-green sideburns protruded from under the gluttonous mask. When Xue Yong hugged him so suddenly, he pushed him away in a little panic: "You didn't intend to hide it from me at all. .”

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Some time ago, I did a bit of work. I am in the process of repairing my body. I didn’t come to update yesterday. I would like to say sorry to everyone~