Politics and Non-Politics - Desire

Gao He carried the knocked out Han Ye to the Youhuang Pavilion at full speed, and Yun Yi walked ahead to open the way.When they arrived at the Youhuang Pavilion, Yinghu's guards had already fallen to the ground in a mess. Seeing Yinghu who had lost too much blood and fainted on the ground, Yunyi hurried over to see if he was still breathing, and clicked a few more Chu Acupuncture said, this prince is too ruthless, if Ying Hu dies, this game will not be able to play.

Gao He threw Han Ye on the bed, tied his limbs with cloth strips, tore off his clothes to make a disheveled look, and threw Yinghu on the bed with his clothes stripped off.Well, the stage has been set up, the protagonists are ready, and it's time for them to leave.

Han Fei broke free from Ying Zheng's arms, and regained his former calmness and composure, as if all the fragility and sadness just now had disappeared.Slightly nodded to Ying Zheng, "Thank you, my lord, today."

Ying Zhengfan took his hand, "This king said that he will walk with Mr., and he will never break his promise."

Han Fei looked at his eyes like black glass. At that moment, his stalwart body seemed to overlap with the vast stars in the sky, and it was like an ancient sculpture. He made himself feel very at ease, and said softly to him: "I am naturally a believer." Your lord." His face was still a little pale, and his eyes filled with the vast sea of ​​stars smiled slightly at Ying Zheng.

Yin Zhangrong of Gyeonggi Prefecture has been waiting for a quarter of an hour less than [-] miles away from Youhuang Pavilion, and the young master of the Han family has not yet appeared. Could it be that something happened?Just as Fu Yin was thinking about whether to send someone to look for it, Han Fei appeared in front of Zhang Rong on a horse.

He bowed slightly to Zhang Rong, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mr. Fu Yin, for keeping you waiting for a long time. Let's go."

Fu Yin was slightly taken aback, "Why isn't Master Han Ye here?"

Han Fei tidied up his clothes that were blown by the wind, "Brother has something to do temporarily, so he was sent away by my father."

When Zhang Rong heard this, he immediately understood that something must have happened to Han Ye, and immediately ordered his cronies to capture Han Fei.The people under his command received the order and were about to make a move when a white shadow flew out from the bamboo forest. In the blink of an eye, the swords in the hands of Zhang Rong's confidantes snapped at the sound, and Ying Zheng stood in front of Han Fei holding the sword.Zhang Rong was horrified when he saw this, and was about to escape on horseback, but Ying Zheng shot like lightning, grabbed Zhang Rong by the neck, and lifted him up in the air, thinking that there was no escape today.

Han Fei's eyes were cold, and he said leisurely: "Anyway, as long as the young master of the Han family is present, why should the governor be picky?"

Ying Zheng followed Han Fei's words and said, "It's better for Mr. Zhang to cooperate obediently, so as not to lose his life in vain. Anyway, the final result is the same." The threat in the words is self-evident, and Zhang Rong is dripping with cold sweat, " Don't...kill me, I...promise."

Ying Zheng finally let go of his hand when he heard the satisfactory answer, Zhang Rong fell to the ground coughing like a candle in the wind, and just passed by the god of death, greedily sucking the air between heaven and earth.Ying Zheng and Han Fei obviously didn't intend to give Zhang Rong time to breathe, so they dragged him onto the horse and left.

Han Ye woke up in severe pain. When he saw the burly man on his body clearly, his eyes widened in horror and he began to struggle violently. He was also blocked, so he could only whimper in humiliation, his eyes were filled with tears, and he could only wait for the man to finish his xie and leave on his own.He glanced at Yinghu, who was unconscious and fainted, and he understood that the people who were put together were himself and Han Wen.The man finally stopped moving, a wave of heat rushed in, and the torture was finally over. Thinking of what would happen later, he wished he could bite his tongue and kill himself. How would he deal with himself in the future, Han Ye closed his eyes in despair. Eyes bursting with tears.The burly man put on his clothes, took out a pill to feed the unconscious Yinghu, and jumped out of the window without looking back.

Yinghu woke up leisurely, the severe pain in his right hand was still unbearable, at least he stopped bleeding, and his physical strength recovered a bit.When he turned his head and saw Han Ye who was tied up by Wuhua Da, his mind went blank, and his drowsy head started to work. He remembered that Ying Zheng had taken Han Fei away, so why is Han Wen's eldest son here?Still like this.Instinctively feeling something was wrong, he staggered out the door, trying to find his attendants, only to find that they had already fallen to the ground in disorder, with blood flowing in one piece, and had been silenced long ago.He was terrified in his heart, he didn't care about the disheveled appearance of his clothes, and wanted to leave immediately.

Just a few steps away, Yinghu saw the lights from far to near, and before he came to his mind, he was surrounded by the people of Fu Yin Zhang Rong.I also heard Zhang Rong say trial-like: "The Fifth Highness, Yinghu, is greedy for beauty, forcibly robbed Han Ye, the young master of the Han family, connived in the servants and refused to be arrested, openly confronted the government, and has all been slaughtered. Your Highness has a special status. The official will report the truth to His Majesty."

Yinghu's face became ferocious when he heard the words that turned black and white, and he roared at Zhang Rong: "No, that's not the case! You are clearly wronging me!"

Han Fei drove his horse up to Yinghu, and looked down at him: "There are witnesses and evidence, so many eyes watching, how can there be any injustice."

Yinghu looked at Han Fei with resentment, suddenly realized, and shouted angrily: "You and Yingzheng are the ones who harmed me, right?"

Han Fei sneered when he heard the words, "The seventh prince is not here. I came here with Mr. Zhang to find my brother. How can I make a decision?"

Yinghu was stunned for a moment. The laws of the Western Qin Dynasty were strict, and he would never let him go just because he was a prince. He slumped on the ground in despair and let the government officials take him away.

Han Wen looked confident in the mansion. Originally, he was waiting for the good news, but when he saw Han Ye who was carried into the room wrapped in a quilt, his hands trembled, and he didn't even hear the teacup falling on the ground. Just this miserable, frail child.Han Wen immediately ran up, his canthus cracked, and he asked a close friend in a sharp voice: "What's going on here?"

The confidant was so frightened that he fell to his knees with a "plop" and told Han Wen the ins and outs of the matter in detail.The more Han Wen heard it, the uglier his face became. Looking at Han Ye's desperate expression, he stretched out his hand pitifully, and touched Han Ye's sweaty forehead, "My child, don't worry, your suffering will not be in vain, father will definitely Let them pay the price!" Black flames ignited in Han Wen's eyes, and he swore secretly in his heart that he would crush Han Fei to ashes, and inflict a thousand times, ten thousand times the damage Ye'er had suffered on Han Fei.But it's done now, no matter how heartbroken it is, it's better to make full use of this matter and try to get rid of the fifth prince Yinghu's family.

Near midnight, Ying Bo was still sitting in the imperial study reviewing the memorials. The secret guards reported all about Ying Hu. He is a mediocre person, so stupid!" He also ordered the personal eunuch Li Zhongxian, "Pass down my oral order and tell Yin Zhangrong of Gyeonggi Prefecture that he does not have to worry about Yinghu's identity, how to judge and how to judge!" Rubbing his aching head, he retreated all The palace man took out the writing written by the eldest prince Ying Hao, gently stroked the handwriting on the letter, as if holding the hand of Ying Hao when he was young, the face under the crown couldn't help being a little gentle, the queen, it's still ours. Children are the most worry-free, but it's a pity you can't see them.

After a few days, the incident of Yinghu caused a lot of trouble in the city, and the ruling and opposition parties were shocked.Yin Zhangrong of Gyeonggi Prefecture began to interrogate Yinghu early in the morning. Although Yinghu repeatedly complained, but there are witnesses and evidence, no matter how he refuses to admit it, it will not help.

Han Wen also ran to Ying Bo to accuse Ying Hu of his atrocities, weeping with tears, but fortunately, Ying Bo did not favor Ying Hu, and helped Han Wen himself, watching this man who had sold his life for most of his life His loyal minister, his son has committed such evil deeds, and he also feels that he owes a lot.After giving the Han family a lot of rewards and asking Han Ye to take a good rest, Han Wen gave up.

In the end, Yinghu was demoted to common people and exiled to the frontier under the imperial order.Even Yinghu's mother, concubine and uncle were implicated.

Han Ye was lying on the bed, his eyes were dull and lifeless, the nanny who had taken care of him since he was a child saw the pain in his eyes, and said softly, "Master, you should eat something, it's not the way to go on like this. "

Han Ye turned a deaf ear, he didn't dare to close his eyes, because when he closed his eyes, even in his dream was the humiliation of that night, this shame was like a scar, engraved on his face and heart, mocking his stupidity and overreaching .He doesn't need to go out, he can guess that the rumors about him and Yinghu are all over the city now, those humiliating rumors are like daggers, piercing his heart, he can fully imagine that his life is ruined .The resentment in my heart is like a fire, devouring myself and others.

The author has something to say: This story tells us, don’t play routines with the routine king, because you can’t beat him