Correct posture of masochism [system]

In Pingyou year, on the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, the sound of horseshoes whizzed swiftly, and countless black shadows moved from far to near like mountains and seas, all of them looked murderous. They were the frightening Black Ling Army.

The leader of the guarding army of the imperial city was an old subordinate of Feng Yicheng in the past. He received the order and ordered the soldiers on guard to open the city gate. The sound of galloping horseshoes resounded in the city, which also woke up the sleeping people.

That night, everyone in the imperial city was terrified.

Feng Yicheng's soldiers and horses were powerful and ferocious, and they bribed several leaders of the Imperial Army detachment, and they arrived in the palace with almost no effort. , as well as the five hundred garrisons and one thousand imperial troops transferred over, nothing else.

This is a disparate confrontation that anyone with a discerning eye can see. Jiang Yu glanced at the Black Ling Army and the Forbidden Army who are looking forward to Feng Yicheng. If he dies here, it will be the second mission failure, but he unexpectedly did not No panic.

I can't tell if it's because of the trust in that person's powerful strength, or because of other reasons.

Under a palpitating momentum, Feng Yicheng said harshly, "I have been an official for more than [-] years, guarding the border with all my heart, and being loyal to the imperial court. I don't know why your majesty wants to kill all the ministers."

Jiang Yu twitched his lips sarcastically, and killed him to the door of his bedroom so recklessly, with an angry look on his face, it seems that everyone has the potential to be a movie king.

Looking around, the eyes of the two hidden guards among the generals who participated in the rebellion dodged, Jiang Yu Chuifang moved his hands, he still underestimated Feng Yicheng's influence on the soldiers, he did not hesitate at the critical moment of the hidden guards Consider it.

"Aiqing is so laborious, why?"

Feng Yicheng said ruthlessly, "Your Majesty, please move to Changsi Garden to avoid the cold!"

The generals standing on his left and right sides repeated in unison, showing no cover for their tough persecution.

Jiang Yu narrowed his eyes, "What if I don't go?"

Feng Yicheng stared blankly, and then said with a smile, "Then I have no choice but to send His Majesty there personally."

As his words fell, those soldiers approached step by step.

Seventeen frowned, clenched the long sword tightly in his hand.

The leader of the Forbidden Army led people to stand in front, and he shouted loudly, "Are you trying to rebel?"

The soldiers stopped and stood there hesitantly.

Seeing this, Feng Yicheng's expression tightened, his raised hand was about to be waved down, and a gentle voice came from the hall, "The late emperor ordered me to assist His Majesty, has General Feng forgotten?"

Song Yan was helped out by Xiao Quanzi, his eyes were covered with a black cloth, his steps were calm and steady, and he stopped beside Jiang Yu.

Dare to stand side by side with the king, and still be so calm, without any abruptness, there is probably only one person in this world.

Seeing someone who shouldn't be here, Feng Yicheng's face froze for a moment, and he laughed contemptuously, "Hahahahahaha Song Yan, you can't even see blood, what are you doing here? Swords have no eyes, go home and play with your things." Go play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, this is not a place for you to participate."

Song Yan chuckled, "Really?"

He raised his hand, and the forbidden soldiers standing behind Feng Yicheng and almost [-]% of the soldiers all turned against each other.

Jiang Yu's eyes suddenly changed, and he suddenly felt that the man beside him was more terrifying than he imagined, and he could play Feng Yicheng in the palm of his hand without making a sound.

Since the soldier talisman can be easily taken away from Feng Yicheng, why has there been no movement?

His neck was blown cold, Jiang Yu struggled to regain his thoughts, and winked at Xiao Quanzi, who was also in a sluggish state, and Xiao Quanzi quickly took out a volume of imperial edicts prepared in advance from his sleeve, listing Feng Yi's All the crimes in the city, such as doing power without authorization, forming a party for personal gain, and when the word "self-judgment" appeared in the end, it seemed that even the cold wind became sharper.

When the soldiers heard this, some of them felt like retreating, and their morale began to fluctuate.

"Let go of your mother's dog. Fart!" Feng Yicheng, who was in a hurry, cursed.gun.Stab at Jiang Yu.

Almost at the same time, Jiang Yu was thinking about retreating, but he stumbled, his foot was tilted, and he was about to fall from the steps. He instinctively grabbed Song Yan's sleeve, struggling, and his whole body was crushed. on the other side.

In this way, Jiang Yu used his body to protect Song Yan, not only Song Yan was stunned, but Jiang Yu was also stunned.

The corners of Song Yan's lips curved into an arc, and the hands on the black cloth changed to patting the back of the person in his arms, teasingly, "Don't be afraid."

Jiang Yu scolded in a low voice and pulled hard.With a tug on Song Yan's skirt, the position was reversed, directly exposing him to the long man right in front of his eyes.under the gun.

Right in the blink of an eye, Song Yan shot in the sleeve.Take an arrow and put the gun.Hit the head one point.

Feng Yicheng's arm went numb, and at the moment he paused, the forbidden army and the hidden guards twitched.Out of arms out.

The fight lasted until the third quarter of the hour of the Hai hour. There was no suspense. Feng Yicheng, who had lost his strength, was defeated. He suddenly vomited a big mouthful of blood, his chin was dyed red, and he couldn't get up from kneeling on the ground.

Jiang Yu saw that something was wrong, Feng Yicheng only suffered a little flesh injury, so he heard Song Yan's faint voice, "The poison has already attacked the heart."

"It's not Weichen." Song Yan said a few words that shocked Jiang Yu enough, "It's the first emperor."

Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows in surprise, the late emperor really had foresight, he kept such a trick until his death, but he didn't know whether it was for the owner of this body, or for the seventeenth...

"Weichen just did some tricks to draw the poison out of his body and let it explode earlier." He said it lightly, but in fact it was really simple to do it. Feng Yicheng is full of martial arts, but it is very simple.

Jiang Yu glanced at the "blind man" beside him, thinking in the strong smell of blood, he might as well take this opportunity to solve it together, just as he was thinking about it, he heard a low laugh in his ear, "Your Majesty wants to kill this humble minister now?"

"Misunderstanding." Jiang Yu's mouth twitched, and he stretched out his hand to shake in front of his eyes.

Now that the first emperor had counted on Feng Yicheng, what about the remaining three ministers who supported Gu?Will this one also have a share?

Song Yan's eyes under the black cloth moved slightly, he grasped the hand accurately and pressed it down, and there was a little teasing in his voice, "Your Majesty, I can't see blood, can you find someone to take me out of here?"

"Little Quanzi?" Jiang Yu looked around, but he couldn't find Little Quanzi, not even the figures of Seventeen and Eleven, leaving him alone as an emperor.

Glancing at the person who was only with him, Jiang Yu pulled his sleeve and walked towards the bedroom, "Okay."

The black cloth was removed, and the remains of severed limbs and blood flooded into the field of vision. Song Yan's bloodless face immediately turned pale. He covered his eyes with the back of his hand, and his breathing became a little short.

"Are you a little dizzy?" Jiang Yu curled his lips.

Song Yan tilted his head, Jiang Yu also turned his head at that time, four lips touched lightly, and then staggered suddenly.

wet.Runny touch.Feeling covered his lips, Song Yan fainted before he could think deeply.

Jiang Yu licked.Licking his lips, feeling a little cold, he kicked the person on the ground hard, and stepped on it again.

Song Yan's fainting was not within the expectation of his subordinates, they had no leader.

Once Feng Yicheng died, the soldiers were like a mess of scattered sand. The two dark guards who finally chose Feng Yicheng died in the hands of the same sect. The Black Ling Army suffered a lot of casualties. Vote for a certificate of loyalty.

The soldier talisman was in Jiang Yu's hands. He stood in front of the corpse, and all the surviving soldiers put down their weapons and knelt down and shouted, "Long live Your Majesty, long live, long live."

"From now on, there will be no more Black Ling Army."

"Yes!"

In the early morning of the next day, Xiao Quanzi appeared again, knelt on the ground and cried and said All the blessings to His Majesty, Jiang Yu didn't ask where the other party went, let alone pursue it, he went to Queen Mother Cen's palace.

Empress Dowager Cen looked very haggard, apparently frightened by what happened last night, she patted the back of Jiang Yu's hand, "Ye'er, don't get hurt by the tiger's claws when you seek skin from a tiger."

Jiang Yu nodded, "Queen Mother, I understand."

After eating half a piece of hibiscus cake, Empress Dowager Cen spoke out what was in her heart, "After thinking about it, Ai Jia thinks it would be a good thing if you can persuade him to resign from his official position and become a concubine in the palace."

Jiang Yu hummed suspiciously, "Who?"

Empress Dowager Cen stared at her phoenix eyes, and cast a "Don't pretend" to her.With ambiguous eyes, Jiang Yu gave her an innocent look of "I really don't know" with black lines all over his face.

The mother and son exchanged eye contact, Empress Dowager Cen tapped the handkerchief on her lips, cleared her throat, "President Song."

Jiang Yu's complexion suddenly twisted, asking Song Yan not to be the prime minister, but to enter the palace to be his concubine?The picture was so crazy that he didn't even dare to think about it.

And if there is such a day, Song Yan must be mentally ill to agree.

Jiang Yu flipped over the lid of the cup, a calculation flashed in his eyes, he only wanted power, he didn't want people, why don't he try to buy one get one free?

Seeing her son's silence, Empress Dowager Cen thought it was joy, but she didn't know that the other party was only shocked.

"There's no rush, take your time."

Is it possible that that person can really give birth to her a grandson in the future?Empress Dowager Cun rubbed her arms as she walked, she was really a little irritated.

Song Yan could not go to court, Seventeenth and Eleventh disappeared, and Jiang Yu stopped acting. All the ministers couldn't accept it. In the first few days, many people complained of illness, and then they each went to find their masters.

Ji Bo was still not recovering from the blow of his broken leg, and closed the door to thank the guests. The threshold on Song Yan's side was stepped on, but none of the ministers got the answer they wanted.

After clearing out those who participated in the rebellion, the situation in the court was gradually controlled by Jiang Yu, and he vaguely had the illusion that Song Yan deliberately let it go.

It was snowing, and Song Yan was so sick that he couldn't get out of bed. These two things had nothing to do with each other, and Jiang Yu found out about them together, which was more weird. When he heard the servants of the prime minister's mansion mention that it was the wind and cold caused by enjoying the snow, he was speechless for a while. .

As a result, Jiang Yu put on his identity and asked a few words, and the servant hesitated and betrayed his master.

It turned out that Prime Minister Song was sitting alone in the yard in a daze for the whole night, completely unaware of the heavy snowfall.

After hearing this, Jiang Yu was even more speechless. He opened the door and looked inside, frowning at the smell of medicine in the room. Before he could speak, he saw Song Yan's tall figure appearing from behind the screen.

It was snowing heavily outside the window, and the fire was burning inside the house. Both the monarch and his ministers tore off those hypocritical masks, red.Sitting naked facing each other.

The opening sentence was from Song Yan, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, for getting the military power."

The corners of Jiang Yu's lips raised, "Prime Minister Song is indispensable."

Song Yan frowned slightly, as if he was not satisfied with a certain word in Jiang Yu's sentence.

Soon, Jiang Yu noticed something was wrong, his strange eyes wandered over his face, and he smiled for a while, "Song Yan."

Song Yan's pursed lips finally had a slight curvature.