After the fan who wrote the emperor was discovered

The arrow directly passed through Zhao Cun's forehead, nailing him to death on the so-called dragon chair.

Blood slid across the corner of his eyes and trickled into his unwilling eyes.

Fu Xun covered Han Min's eyes: "Don't look."

At this time, there was a loud bang outside the hall.

Han Min pushed his hand away and turned to look.

Ji Heng originally hid in the corner and wanted to take the opportunity to escape through the side door, but he tripped over the threshold and fell directly on the stone steps.

He didn't dare to stay longer, for fear of being caught by Fu Xun, he got up and ran out.Even without raising his eyes, there were two guards standing not far in front of him, just waiting for him to pass by.

Fu Xun waved the guards away, held Han Min's hand again, and raised his longbow.

He drew an arrow from his quiver and set it on his bow.

Ji Heng was running staggeringly, his body was swaying, and it was difficult to align.

Fu Xun held his bow and arrow steadily.

Ji Heng went to Jianguo Temple to find trouble with Han Min last night, and he had heard Han Min talk about it on the way.

Han Min didn't care much, because his brother, mother, and the queen mother protected him very well, and he didn't suffer.But Fu Xun held a grudge.

He set up his bow and arrow, lowered his head and said to Han Min, "Try it yourself."

"Ah? My right hand..."

"You hold the bow, and I'll help you draw the string."

Han Min responded, closed one eye, and tried to aim at the scurrying Ji Heng.

Then Fu Xun let go, and the arrow hit Ji Heng's left shoulder.He screamed and fell to the ground.

Fu Xun put away the longbow and said to Han Min, "Not bad."

Han Min looked at the pool of blood on the ground not far away, but didn't speak.

Two guards took Ji Heng's hand and dragged him to Fu Xun's horse.

Ji Heng didn't dare to raise his head, and fell on the ground, looking up with difficulty.When he saw Li Shu was also here, as if he had seen a savior, his eyes shone with a strange light, and he hurried forward two steps.

"Uncle, save me."

Li Shu took two steps back.

Ji Heng felt a chill in his heart, but now that Li Shu was his only hope to save his life, he could only brave up again, crawl forward, and drag out bloodstains all over the place.

"Uncle, my mother can't live without me, uncle save me..."

Li Shu decided: "This king's elder sister is the eldest princess, and this king's nephew is the son of the eldest princess."

As early as when Ji Heng introduced Zhao Cun to him, Li Shu knew it, and when he broke it, he broke it.

Today is completely broken.

If Ji Heng was struck by lightning, he couldn't recover for a while.

Fu Xun turned his head to look at him, feeling bored, waved to the two guards: "Take him down."

Two guards took the order and stepped forward, one left and one right, to set him up.

Ji Heng realized that if he was dragged down this time, he might not be able to survive, or he might go to the dungeon of Dali Temple, or ask to be killed after autumn, or...

His eyes turned suddenly, he stared at Fu Xun and shouted: "Do you think he is some kind of Mingjun? You go to the water prison and see, Han Li..."

He was quickly gagged.

Among the ministers of the DPRK and China, not many people know who Han Li is.Only a few people read that article, but later, Xueguan Ning quickly clarified to them that Han Li copied that article from Han Min.

So no one pays attention to the name.

Han Min's eyebrows skipped a beat.

When I asked about Fu Xun before, Fu Xun only said that he would be locked up for a while, beaten up and then sent back to Tongzhou.Listening to Ji Heng's words now, it seems that he saw something terrible in the water prison.

Forget it, Fu Xun didn't say anything, and he didn't really want to ask.

Finally, Fu Xun got off his horse and helped Han Min down as well.

He glanced at the civil and military officials and three thousand Tai students behind him, and said: "Since you are here, go to the court. Let someone tidy up the Zichen Palace."

In the Palace of Funing, the palace servants filed in one after another holding court clothes.

Fu Xun took off his heavy armor and looked back towards the screen.

Just now Han Min was still wearing the little monk's blue cloth robe, and now he was going to court, so of course he had to change clothes.

The screen blocked it, and the people behind could not be seen.

Fu Xun raised his hand to screen the crowd away, and walked to the side of the screen without making a sound.

When the palace people behind the screen saw him coming, they also saluted, put down their things, and retreated quietly.

Han Min didn't notice it, turned his back to him, took off his dusty blue clothes, kicked off his dew-stained shoes, stepped directly on the ground, and then scooped up water to wash his face.

When he lowered his head, his face was still covered with water drops, and he couldn't open his eyes, when suddenly someone wrapped his arms around his waist from behind.

Startled, Han Min subconsciously exclaimed, "Aww" in extreme fear.

The palace people who were about to retreat paused, wondering if they should go back to see Master Xiaohan.

They looked at each other, and finally turned around.In case Lord Xiao Han is bullied, they can still beg for mercy together.

However, the situation was not as dire as they thought. Master Xiao Han was not bullied, and the person who was bullied seemed to be the Holy One.

The two of them stood facing each other, Han Min's face was flushed, he turned his head and saw his right hand still raised in the air, smiled embarrassingly, stretched out his fingers tentatively, and touched a red mark on Fu Xun's chin.

He was very embarrassed: "Are you okay? Does it hurt?"

The palace people exchanged glances again, it's over, Master Xiao Han beat the Holy Majesty, and it seems that there are still traces left, do you want to help him kneel down and beg for mercy?

Then Fu Xun fake coughed twice, the courtiers who understood quickly left the "crime scene", Han Min who didn't understand thought he was coughing at him.

He defended in a low voice: "It was you who came over suddenly, I thought..."

Which disciple is it.

Moreover, Han Min raised his hand and looked at it. His nails were not long, but were well trimmed, and they were not likely to hurt anyone.

He raised his head: "Then you can scratch me too."

Seeing Fu Xun raised his hand, Han Min shrank his neck and closed his eyes tightly.

But he didn't want Fu Xun to wipe his face with his sleeve, press his thumb on the corner of his lips, and licked it.

Han Min tried to open one eye: "Huh?"

Fu Xun looked at him and thought for a while: "You will be fine if you kiss me once."

Han Min was slightly taken aback, but quickly realized: "Understood."

He held Fu Xun's face very confidently, and kissed the scar on his chin that was about to disappear.

"Okay."

Fu Xun looked at him.

right here?Just kiss here?

When writing the storybook, he used a set method, and his mind was devoted to the article.

Today is the first time since Fu Xun ascended the throne that he is not at the court meeting on the [-]th day of the lunar new year.

The palace people were agile, and quickly tidied up the Zichen Palace.

Move Zhao Cun and his dragon chair down together, replace them with the original ones, wash the ground with clean water, and open the windows for ventilation.

So all the ministers stood in the hall regularly, and there were still water stains on the ground.

Han Min changed into Zhenghong's official uniform again. The autumn clothes were thick and straight.The black hair is also neatly tied up, and it is all put in the official hat.

Well behaved.Except for the slightly torn corners of the lips and reddish corners of the eyes.

Fu Xun, who was walking in front of him, was full of ambition, with a faint smile on his lips.

Fu Xun sat down on a high position, Jiang Huan, the head of all the officials, held the jade wat in his hand, and led all the officials to bow down and salute, shouting long live.

The door of the Zichen Palace is opened, and the world is brought into it.

Needless to say, Qi State rewards meritorious deeds.

In a few days, the first day of October will also be the day of the Great Court Meeting of the Song Kingdom.

Song Jun is over half a hundred years old, pampered and pampered for many years, and has a slightly fat body.

The crown swayed in front of the crown, he walked through the hundreds of officials of the Song Dynasty, slowly climbed up the jade steps, and sat down on the dragon chair.

The Song Dynasty often boasted that the Central Plains was orthodox, and the official uniforms of courtiers were more complicated and gorgeous, inlaid with gold and embroidered with jade.

Song Jun looked at the kneeling ministers through the crown, and before he had time to say "free from courtesy and peace", he heard a woman's shrill cry from outside the hall.

"Father save me!"

Song Jun was taken aback. He pressed the armrest with one hand and leaned forward slightly.

The eunuch understood, and said sharply: "Who is making noise outside the hall?"

A blood-stained woman pushed away the guards and shouted: "I am Princess Rong Ning, Princess Rong Ning who was conferred by my father! Who dares to stop me!"

All the guards flinched and let her rush to the hall like this.

Zhao Yin still has one last scene to do.

She deliberately made herself like this, and returned to the palace on the day of the court meeting.

Originally, the palace servants wanted to take her down first, let her tidy up, and let her go to see the emperor after the court meeting was over.

She didn't want to run away as soon as she entered the palace gate, and ran over by herself.

Zhao Yin rushed to the jade steps, knelt down on the ground with a plop, didn't speak first, and kowtowed to Jun Song a few times.

"I beg my father to save me, I beg my father to save me!"

Song Jun looked at the embarrassed woman in front of him, and recognized it for a long time before realizing that this was his own princess who was going to marry Qi Jun's princess.

"Rong...Rong Ning?"

Song Jun was also puzzled, he hadn't received any news from the secret work arranged in Yong'an for several days, why did Princess Rongning come back like this?

Although he was suspicious, but in front of the courtiers, he had to act like a loving father and wise king, and asked the eunuch to help him up.

He asked softly, "Rongning, what happened?"

Zhao Yin cried out: "Brother... my brother went to Qi State as an envoy, and he had a conflict with Qi Jun because of the marriage. Later, he was bewitched by someone, and he even encouraged Qi Guo Xin Wang to rebel, intending to make Qi Jun and Xin Wang kill each other. So that I can reap the benefits of being a fisherman and become the emperor of Qi..."

Song Jun said angrily: "Presumptuous, simply presumptuous!"

If Zhao Cun wants to be emperor, he will be on an equal footing with his father, how can Song Jun bear it?

Zhao Yin continued: "But I don't want to believe that the king turned around and told Qi Jun about the matter. Now that the matter has been revealed, Qi Jun is furious, his elder brother has been executed by Qi Jun, and none of the envoys of Song State are left behind. All the people in Qi State have been dug up, and they are all gone."

Rebellion in the country is naturally punishable by death.It is unheard of for such absurd things to conspire against one another while on a mission to another country.Even if they were to be executed, it would be difficult for Song Guo to say anything.

No wonder, Song Jun's face was gloomy, no wonder he didn't receive any letters from Qi these days.

Idiot, idiot, when he sent Zhao Cun as an envoy, he thought it would be easy for a fool to grasp, but unexpectedly he lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot.

How could he be so stupid as to plot rebellion in Qi?

I hope that Mr. Qi can kill him, if not, then send some things over.

But Zhao Yin continued to cry and said: "Qi Jun Chen Bing Weishui, even tied up his daughter, and wanted to sacrifice her to the flag. The daughter fled back to the Song Dynasty after desperately fighting, and begged the father to save her daughter!"

It turned out that it was not as simple as he thought, Qi State was going to war with Song State.

Hearing this, Song Jun realized that he was nervous, and hurriedly said: "Hurry up, send someone to the Wei River to have a look."

The state of Qi had Chen Bing on Weishui within a few days, thinking that the king of Qi was extremely angry, and under his anger, he would cross north at any time.

If there is a fight, where will Song's troops, food and grass have time to mobilize?However, this matter is still at fault for Song Guo.

Song Jun immediately bent his back, looking rather depressed, and asked again: "Rong Ning, is it true that Qi Jun leads the troops himself?"

Zhao Yin burst into tears: "Yes, he dealt with my brother and tied me here immediately. My brother's body is still hanging across the Wei River, in front of Qi Jun's camp."

Song Jun leaned back and fell on the back of the chair, speechless for a while.

The Weishui River separated the Qi and Song Dynasties and was a natural border.

The turbulent current was turbulent, and a dozen soldiers lay down in the grass on the north bank, spying south.

It can be vaguely seen that thousands of Qi soldiers are building rafts on the bank of the river, and a lot of rafts have been piled up on the bank.

Then a young man in silver and white armor came to inspect, and the soldiers put down their work and knelt down on one knee to salute.

After watching it almost, the Song soldiers went back to report.

It was already early morning when they rushed back to Song Dynasty Palace.

Song Jun sat on the dragon chair and did not move for a day, and the courtiers in the palace also stood with him for a day and a night.

He still had a glimmer of hope: "It's really Mr. Qi who leads the troops himself? Have you seen him?"

"Yes."

If struck by lightning, Song Jun's eyes darkened, his body was crooked and he fell down.

The eunuch beside him shouted sharply: "Tell the imperial physician, pass on the imperial physician!"

After a long while, Song Jun woke up slowly. He pushed away the imperial physician in front of him, and said to the courtiers, "Who, who can do it... Immediately confer the honor of the Marquis, the Marquis and the Prime Minister..."

After a long silence, the last old man who was nearly sixty years old came out to salute.

"The veteran is willing to cross the Wei River and persuade Qi Jun to retreat."

The old man was thin and thin, his beard and hair were all white, and he couldn't even walk.

However, Song Jun seemed to have seen a life-saving straw, stumbled down the steps, and held his hands: "Mr. Gongsun, my country of Song is all honored by Mr. Guard of Honor."

Old Mr. Gongsun nodded, his eyes were firm, and he looked at death as home: "Please prepare the boat, Lord Qi will not retreat, and the veteran will never turn back."

On the other side of the Wei River, in the tent of the Lord General.

The fifth prince sat paralyzed on the chair, looked at the shadow of Zhao Cun's body swaying in the tent, and said helplessly, "What did you ask me to come here? Why don't you come by yourself, and I don't know how to fight? Let the matter go." What if I mess it up?"

A shiny silver helmet was placed on the case.It turned out that during the daytime, what the soldiers of the Song Dynasty who were spying on saw was not Fu Xun at all, but him.

He didn't bring any troops here at all. The soldiers here are all local garrisons in Weishui.

At this point, it is no longer worthwhile for Song to send troops.

Fu Rang flicked his hard wristbands boredly, suddenly remembered something, jumped to the ground, and unwrapped the baggage he had brought.

He dug out a booklet from his bag.

This was given to him by Han Min before he left.

Fu Rang flipped through it, and the first sentence read——

If the Song Dynasty sent someone to speak, it must be Gongsunlun.There are roughly three kinds of speeches by Gongsun.

Then write how to answer the words.

Fu Rang blinked suspiciously, how could Han Min know this?