[Comprehensive] Wearing the martial arts world to be the emperor

Song Emperor Zhao Huan was assassinated and died!

This is the news announced by the Supreme Emperor Zhao Ji himself in the court hall.

For a moment, everyone was shocked, with disbelief on their faces.

After a long time, a cry suddenly sounded in the hall, and then there was a second sound, and then a third sound, and countless howls went straight to the nine heavens.

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang - ancient and simple, the death knell representing the death of the emperor floats in the imperial city and spreads far away.

The Kaifeng people who were busy with their own affairs stopped their work one after another and looked towards the direction of the palace.

Everyone's face was numb, and there was not much sorrow. After all, whether the emperor passed away or whether another person was sitting on the dragon chair had nothing to do with them.

Only old people will sigh: "This world is going to change again."

Zhuge Zheng and I calmly glanced at the people who were crying sincerely or pretending in the hall, and then when I looked up, I met Zhao Ji's irritable and impatient face.

His heart turned cold, he swallowed all the words he was about to blurt, and recalled Gu Xichao's words in his mind.

Could it be that the Supreme Emperor really had something to do with the official assassination? !

He didn't want to make such malicious speculations, but he had to suspect that the expression on Zhao Ji's face was definitely not the mourning for his dead son.

Unable to bear it, he turned his head to look at Gu Xichao at the end, and the only thing he saw was a dazed handsome face.

He didn't cry like the others in the hall, instead, his face was blank and he seemed very rude on such a sad occasion, but Zhuge Zhengwo could see the sadness in his bones, could it be that he didn't know the official The news that the family is still alive? !Zhuge frowned at me.

After the cry, Zhao Ji discussed with the ministers that the country cannot live without a king, so it was proposed that Kang Wang Zhao Gou would ascend the throne in half a month.

Keep things simple, because the emperor left suddenly, all the funeral process can be reduced or reduced, but the new emperor's enthronement ceremony cannot be delayed.

Although there were some people who wanted to object, they were all strongly rejected by Zhao Ji. He threw down the sentence "This matter has been decided, there is no room for negotiation" and got up and left.

All the ministers in the hall looked at each other, but they didn't dare to disobey the emperor's wishes, they sighed and dispersed.

Zhuge was walking down the stairs as I walked by, and when passing by Gu Xichao, he quickly tugged at his sleeve.

No matter how sad, angry and sad Gu Xichao was, immersed in his own thoughts, this sudden blow brought him back to his senses.He tidied up his mood, looked around without a trace, and then raised his foot to follow behind the other party not far or near.

In a secluded corner, when Zhuge Zheng and I were confirming that there was no one around, he said, "The official family is not dead."

Huge joy welled up in his heart, and Gu Xichao, who was always calm and composed, couldn't even keep his voice steady, "You, what did you say?!"

Zhuge straightened me and said: "This is not a place to talk, I can't explain in detail, Mr. Gu just needs to know that the official's life is safe, and he is probably already on his way back."

Gu Xichao touched his face, and said calmly: "No matter what, it is the blessing of the Song Dynasty and the blessing of the world that the officials can survive."

Zhuge Zhengwo nodded with emotion, "The official family is the master of Zhongxing."

Gu Xichao smiled quietly.

When he left, he told Zhuge Zhengwo that the day when the new emperor ascended the throne was the day when Fu Zongshu started to act, so that he could make early preparations.

Zhuge Zheng has a headache for me. Although he is the head coach of the 18 Imperial Forest Army and has no shortage of soldiers, he has no right to mobilize these troops!

The status of the military officer in the Song Dynasty was already low. Even if the emperor trusted him, it was impossible to give him the right to mobilize the army at will. Otherwise, neither Zhao Ji nor Zhao Huan would dare to sleep at night.

Gu Xichao pondered for a moment, then pulled off the brocade pouch from her neck and handed it to him.

Looking at the old man who was smiling instantly, he repeatedly told him before leaving that he must pay him back after this matter is over!

The most difficult thing was solved, Zhuge Zhengwo naturally agreed readily, even the steps under his feet were much easier.

The death of the emperor is a big event, and the people all over the country have to observe filial piety for three years, and no red and happy events are allowed.

The news from the Kaifeng mansion spread quickly, and finally even the person concerned heard about it.

"So you're already a dead person!" Fang Yingkan smiled viciously, and looked at Yan Jingbai even more gloatingly.

Yan Jingbai's face was sullen, and it took a long time before he opened his mouth and said, "Fang Yingkan, let's make a deal."

This was the first time he called his name, and there was no usual gentleness in his tone, but cold, majestic, awe-inspiring and inviolable.

Fang Yingkan straightened up slowly, squinting his eyes slightly to hide the flickering light underneath.

"My minister is all ears," he said.

"Everything is too coincidental." Yan Jingbai stared at his palm and said slowly: "The deceit in Taiyuan Mansion, the sudden appearance of the golden man, the assassination of Zhen, the impatient enthronement ceremony in Bianliang...all of these things cannot be avoided. Don't let me guess the worst. If my prediction is correct, the so-called new emperor's ascension to the throne is just a cover, and the people behind it may not be able to bear it anymore."

Fang Ying said: "Who is the person behind the official said?"

Yan Jingbai smiled slightly, and said almost with a sigh: "Aside from Fu Zongshu and Fu Xiangguo, who else has such a great ability?!"

Fang Yingkan looked calm and normal on the surface, but he was absolutely shocked in his heart. His eyes were sharp and he could be called rude, "Fu Xiangguo has been a veteran for decades. I thought the government trusted him very much. !"

"You are wrong!" Yan Jingbai said flatly: "It is my father who trusts him, not me!"

The sharp eyes and the quiet eyes looked at each other for a long time, and it took a long time to answer the question before pulling the corners of the mouth again, and said with a smile: "The official is indeed not an ordinary person! Then how do you want to cooperate? How can I cooperate with you? Don't forget, you are the king, and I am just a mere subject, a subject to be punished."

"Fang Qing is serious. Since I am the king, then of course I say you are guilty and you are guilty. If I say you are not guilty, why are you guilty?!"

"Furthermore," Yan Jingbai raised his eyebrows, and continued: "Fang Qing is outstanding in talent and strong in martial arts, this ability is worthy of my cooperation with you, not to mention there is a quite powerful Youqiao Group behind you?! "

Fang Yingjian's heart tightened, and he smiled lightly: "The officials know a lot, and Lian Chen is the leader behind the Youqiao Group."

"You don't have to be on guard against me." Yan Jingbai said lightly: "I really like this power in your hands, so it's more valuable to cooperate with, isn't it?!"

Fang Ying laughed loudly when he heard the words, even a woman's coarse dress couldn't stop the handsome demeanor between his brows.

After a long time, he smiled and asked, "What about you? What price are you going to pay?"

"Fang Qing's life is not enough?" Yan Jingbai said calmly, "I promise you, if you don't rebel, I won't kill you!"

Fang Yingkan raised his eyebrows, "You know that I really have disobedience."

"So what!" Yan Jingbai said: "Thinking is just thinking. Unless you are sure of hitting the target, you should never turn your thinking into action! Of course, if you really have the ability to overthrow Da Song Dynasty, that means I am incompetent, and I can’t blame anyone if I lose!”

For the first time, Fang Yingkan felt admiration for the people around him. He slowly stretched out his hand and said with a light smile, "Happy cooperation!"

Yan Jingbai smiled with satisfaction.

Two equally white, graceful, yet quiet and powerful hands were tightly held together.

Yan Jingbai raised the curtain and shouted out, "Master, please hurry up."

"okay!"

There was a crisp sound of the whip, and the wheels turned faster, only to raise smoke and dust all the way behind.

In a small city fifty kilometers away, a few ruthless and cold-blooded people rushed southward, even if they were deep inside, they couldn't hold on.In the end, Ruthless decided to find an inn in the small town to rest for one night.

When entering the inn, Lengxue suddenly drew his sword out of nowhere, a cold light flashed, and the white silk floating at the gate of the inn slowly fell to the ground.

This sudden sword made Xiao Er, who came to greet him from the opposite side, so frightened that his legs went limp, thinking it was someone looking for trouble, he yelled tremblingly, "The master, the shopkeeper..."

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the chubby shopkeeper rushed over with his head nodding and bowing his head, wiping his sweat while tremblingly saying: "Young man, young man, the shop assistants are not sensible, please bear with me if I offend you, please bear with me... "

The pair of green eyes, which are extremely terrifying in the eyes of ordinary people, swept away slightly, and the two people on the opposite side trembled even more, pursed their lips in cold blood, and walked past them silently.

The shopkeeper behind him let out a long sigh of relief, patted the back of Xiao Er's head forcefully with his fleshy palm, lowered his voice and reprimanded: "I told you to be more careful, kid, and you just give me sloppy eyes, and next time you Pack up and leave!"

The child looked aggrieved and muttered, "I didn't..."

The shopkeeper slapped again, "You still dare to quibble, go! Hang up the white flag outside again, and be quicker!"

Leng Xue paused, and clenched the hand holding the sword tightly again.

"Fourth Junior Brother!" A ruthless and cold warning voice sounded.

The dark green eyes flickered, and finally dimmed.

In the dead of night, a lamp is like a bean.

When the knock on the door sounded, Leng Xue was sitting at the table wiping his sword, a long, narrow and thin sword.

Then the door was pushed open, Wuqing rolled in slowly pushing the wheelchair alone.

Seeing this, Leng Xue immediately put down the sword in his hand and went to help.

The squeaking sound of the wheels was very clear in the dark night.

"Seeing that the light in your room is still on, come over and have a look." Wuqing said lightly, "Why don't you go to bed so late, you have to hurry tomorrow!"

Cold-blooded silently pushed him to the edge of the table, without any intention of opening his mouth. He didn't like to talk in the first place, and he became more taciturn in recent days.

Fortunately, Wuqing didn't necessarily want his answer, so he lit the light, picked up the sword on the table, flicked the blade with his fingers, and praised the sword!Then he said: "I've always wanted to ask you, your sword is from the master swordsmith Long Youzi, I heard that his sword is hard to find, how did you get it?"

The green pupils were rarely softened, like the surface of a frozen lake, he said calmly, "It was given to me by the officials."

Ruthlessly silent, he saw all the other's expressions in his eyes, and then the feeling of jitters struck again.

With a solemn expression, he said in an almost stern tone: "Do you understand what you are doing?"

Leng Xue was stunned for a moment, then met those pitch-black eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything.He is sensitive, and he reacted almost instantly. The other party may already know something.

His elder brother has always been wise and intelligent, and has strong observation skills. Now that he has been seen through by the other party, he has no intention of hiding it.

The sharp-edged chin is raised high, and the young and handsome face is full of arrogance and stubbornness, "I like him, the kind of love I want to marry him as my wife!"

Even though he was mentally prepared, Wuqing was still stimulated, and his voice, which was always quiet and powerful, trembled, "You, you, nonsense!"

Leng Xue pursed his lips tightly and made no sound, but the stubbornness between his brows showed his dissatisfaction.

Wuqing took a deep breath, restrained his emotions in front of him and said: "Do you know that he is a man and the emperor of Song Dynasty, how can you like him!"

"Why not!" Leng Xue retorted: "I just like him, only him. What does it have to do with whether he is a man or an emperor?!"

He sneered mercilessly: "Heaven and earth, relatives and teachers, he is the monarch, the object of all people's worship, and the person we swear allegiance to! As a human subject, you can respect him, respect him, and be loyal to him, but you must never love him. Could it be you I want to be a sycophant like Dong Xian and Mi Zixia!"

Leng Xue grew up among wolves since he was a child, and he is very simple in matters of love. If he likes it, he likes it. What he worries about is that the other party doesn't like him. How could he think of such things!

Hearing Wuqing's words at this moment, he was stunned for a moment.

Seeing him like this, I couldn't bear it ruthlessly, but someone must wake him up after all, otherwise with his stubborn nature, he would only sink deeper and deeper, and finally hit his head badly.

But he also understands the truth that too much is too much, and he can't force this proud and lonely wolf too much, otherwise it will backfire.So he left a sentence of "you think about it carefully", then turned the wheelchair and left.

The lights in the cold-blooded room stayed on all night.