The Queen's Prime Minister Raiders

Uncle, it is true. "

Taishi An couldn't hide his excitement, "Old Fan, tomorrow... no no, just tonight, let's go to the imperial mausoleum to have a drink with the late emperor."

With tears in her eyes, Fan Ying said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, let's go to announce the good news, and we won't return if we don't get drunk."

Ren Qianbai and Qin Shu looked at each other, turned away together, and after a while, Ren Qianbai cupped his hands and said, "Fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life."

Zhong Wan bought wine in the palace and invited Ren Qianbai to drink with him.

The banquet for the three of them was like this, Qin Shu and Ren Qianbai sat opposite each other, facing each other across the table, Zhong Wan adjusted the atmosphere, and she was the only one talking throughout the meeting.

Really helpless, Zhong Wan said: "Speak up if you have something to say, it's so unpleasant to hold back."

Qin Shu drew out her sword, "I can't explain it, just fight."

Ren Qianbai hummed: "Who is afraid of whom!"

A fight lasted until midnight, Zhong Wan saw only the sword's light was cold and silver, and she was so sleepy from the beating.

Opening their eyes and seeing the moonlight as before, the two lay side by side on the roof of the palace chatting.

Zhong Wan got up and stood up, the courtyard was full of breeze and bright moon, she lay down again and continued to sleep.

The two people on the roof sought common ground while reserving differences, discussing things, how to deal with the prisoners is a problem, the Yan army has already exchanged many heads for military merit, and the rest are surrendered.

Killing the decisive queen: "Kill."

Ren Qianbai: "..."

Qin Shu said: "What are the consequences of making a comeback? Have the Turks ever been kind to our border people?"

Ren Qianbai: "Well, you are not afraid of your cruelty and inhumanity in history, so what am I afraid of?"

Qin Shu put her hands on the pillow, "Let's just say it, protecting the subjects is what I should do, and I won't hear the comments from future generations."

In May of the tenth year of Yuning, the first Yanwu Dynasty killed 50 Turkic captives, and all Turkic royal families killed them.

The entrance of the vegetable market is bustling with blood.

Old and weak women and children still remained on the grassland. Qin Shu said in the court hall: "There are men but no women, and there are women but no men, do you understand?"

The Manchu Dynasty was silent, the Turkic clan had men and women, and they intermarried. Sooner or later, they would make a comeback. If only one sex remained, they would not be able to reproduce pure-blooded offspring. They could only combine with the Han people. Not to mention leaving no future troubles, the descendants of mixed blood would have less sense of identity with the Turkic people. many.

At that time, the worst result would be to leave some mixed descendants, and half of the blood would be enough to keep them safe.

Fan Ying jumped. He was a mighty warrior when he was young, but he was not a murderous person. "Is that what you mean when you tell me to make Turks learn the etiquette of the Han family?"

Qin Shu said leisurely: "Uncle, peace is bought by shedding blood. If you don't suppress it, how can you convince the public?"

As Fan Ying got older, she hated such things more and more, "Too much killing is not good for me."

Qin Shu: "I don't believe this, I won't give even the slightest chance of Turkic recovery."

The army stationed in the north was ordered to kill all the East Turks who were male.

The last batch of Turkic aristocrats were killed. Xie Bailing, governor of Jizhou, took the Queen's decree and went to the grassland to merge the East Turkic grassland and tolerate the mutual market.

Qin Shu sat in a chair in a daze, and Zhong Wan called her: "Your Majesty."

"Awan, they are afraid of me."

Zhong Wan pursed her lips, "Your Majesty, the murder is too serious, and I am also afraid."

Qin Shu looked at her deeply, "Why don't you understand?"

Zhong Wan: "I understand. Thousand-year achievements are not easy to come by. Ordinary mediocre people don't understand it. It doesn't matter, as long as I understand it."

Qin Shu nodded, "Yes."

Zhong Wan sat on her lap, wrapped her arms around her neck, trembling slightly, "Your Majesty, just this time, don't kill people like this again. In ancient times, there were city slaughterers, and there were few good rewards."

Qin Shu blinked, "Got it, it's just this one time."

The north-to-east border line is almost completely abolished, and it has no effect. The troops are aimed at the Western Turks. When the east is cleared, the west is not idle. Erlang performed well. Mobei King Cui Qi asked Erlang to seal it. Qin Shu swiped a pen , the second prince was granted the title of Prince Jing, the heir of the first rank, and the successor of Prince Jing.

At the same time, she took a look at the 11-year-old Saburo, and by the way, became the King of Jinan County.

Zhong Wan was surprised: "Your Majesty, is it too early?"

San Lang is the youngest and the most likable. Although Qin Shu never shows it, Zhong Wan also knows that Qin Shu loves San Lang who resembles Cui Han the most, but big things can't be messed up.

Qin Shu: "It's just the king of the county, it's not too early."

In the second year, Shaoqing of Taichang Temple retired and Zhong Wan replaced him.

They are all Shaoqing, so they are relatively busy. It is rare for Zhong Wan to leave her post early, and when she passed by an inn, she heard someone calling her.

An Yiqun was on the second floor of the inn, poked his head and smiled and said, "It's rare to meet, come up for a drink."

Zhong Wan went upstairs and said: "If you don't drink, Your Majesty's nose is clear, and the smell is terrible. I don't want to sleep on the floor, it's so hard."

An Yiqun hiccupped with laughter, "I drink, you drink tea."

Zhong Wan looked left and right, "Where's your little girl? When will you bring her out for a stroll? Make the Taiwei envious."

An Yiqun shook his finger, "I'll take it out after at least five years old, it's not safe outside."

The two were talking, and went outside to buy pastries. Zhong Wan made Sanlang's Fuling cakes and Qin Shu's rose cakes. Hearing the sound of a sharp weapon entering his body, she turned around and bought some pastries. blood hole.

Zhong Wan covered her mouth in panic.

The assassin behind drew his sword, and An Yiqun fell to the ground, unconscious.

Zhong Wan pulled out the dagger she carried with her, rushed up and stabbed the assassin, cutting the assassin's arm.

The man ran away, running fast, it was difficult for Zhong Wan to catch up, so she put An Yiqun flat first, "Ah Qun, are you dead or not? If you are not dead, you are sober. Your daughter has not yet turned one year old, and you have not had a full moon yet." Wine, don't go."

An Yiqun opened his mouth, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, "Awan, you, I can't take it anymore, please Your Majesty, take care of my little one."

Zhong Wan felt that the blood circulation had stopped, and her whole body was cold.

Jingzhao rushed over first, Ruan Ji stretched out his hand to check An Yiqun's breath, shook his head, and bowed to Zhong Wan: "Please move your concubine."

After An Yiqun uttered the last sentence, Zhong Wan heard Jing Zhao's coming, and within a short time, he lost his breath.

Zhong Wan's tears flowed down majesticly from her eyes. She has lived for 35 years, and she has never felt the pain of leaving relatives and friends. This is the first time.

Stepping into Weiyang Palace in a daze, the prince and princess got up immediately when they saw her come back.

The prince called out: "Mistress Wan."

Zhong Wan didn't know how she responded, "Where's Your Majesty?"

The prince pointed to the inner bedroom.

Qin Shu ordered an investigation, but locked herself in the room. Before entering, the air pressure was extremely low, and no one dared to enter.

Zhong Wan opened the door, "Your Majesty."

Qin Shu sat on the footrest with no manners, her red eyes were chaotic and lifeless, and lost her former glory, "It's like this again, another person is walking in front of me."

Zhong Wan was just sad. Seeing this scene, her heart ached and she covered her mouth and cried bitterly.

Qin Shu held her hair on her temples with her fingers, "Ah Qun is not the first time, nor is it the last. Who will be next?"

Zhong Wan approached her and cried, "Your Majesty, don't do this."

Qin Shu wiped her face, "I'm fine, the day after tomorrow, we'll see him off."

Zhong Wan choked up and nodded: "Okay."

A scholar was stabbed to death in the street, which shocked the government and the public. The city was put under martial law at the fastest speed, and the assassin was searched from house to house.

Zhong Wan described the assassin to Wang Tingsong, "At that time, he was wrapped tightly in black, as tall as Bachelor An, strong and strong, with triangular eyes. I stabbed him in the right arm."

Knowing this, Wang Tingsong saluted and came out like a flying fairy.

Can't help but think of another immortal who just passed away.

34. Life and death

After the Dali Temple surveyed the remains of An Yiqun, they sent them back to the Taishi Mansion for mourning.One hundred and eight squares in Chang'an City, mobilizing all the troops in the city, intending to turn it upside down.

Fan Jiulang led the imperial army to hunt down the assassins throughout the city, and searched every house, including his own house.

At night, in Chonghuafang, the sound of metal bumping echoed on the street.Taking advantage of the soldiers walking away, Fang Zhuo quietly walked out of the street and got into an alley.

The Zhong family was arranged by Zhong Wan in a small courtyard with three entrances in Chonghuafang. Zhong Nan had a new child, and the whole family was restless at night.

Zhong Miao's torture injuries in Jingzhao Mansion were not fully healed, she lay on the bed and knocked on the bed angrily, "Let me live in peace!"

Mrs. Cheng hurried over, "You should also be quiet, and don't hear any rumors outside."

Zhong Miao looked disdainful, "Don't care what the rumors are, this is Zhong Wan's house, I don't believe that he dares to do anything to us."

Thinking of Zhong Wan's rank, Zhong Miao hated her teeth so much, why Zhong Wan has everything, but she is too old to marry?

My own flowering period has passed, and it is difficult to find satisfactory ones.

There was a knock on the door, and an unexpected visitor stood outside the door.Zhong Nan opened the door and found that it was Fang Zhuoyue who sponsored them to come to Beijing, with a smile on his face, "It's Fang Erye? Why are you visiting my humble house at this time?"

Fang Zhuoyue also laughed, "The capital is under martial law and there is a curfew. My house is far away, so I can't go back."

Zhong Nan: "Oh, so."

Seeing that the person in front of him didn't intend to invite him in, Fang Zhuoyue's veins popped, "I want to stay overnight."

Zhong Nanwei: "I haven't found my house yet, how can I explain if there is one more person?"

How many houses are inhabited, how many people are in a family, are all clearly written. As for his newborn son, even a baby Yulinjun will not be an assassin.

Fang Zhuoyue rolled his eyes, listened to his ears, and said in a low voice, "The imperial concubine's natal family, are you still afraid of this?"

Zhong Nan was hypocritical and perfunctory, "That's right, don't look at my sister being favored, don't be more cautious in the palace, there are people watching everywhere."

Fang Zhuo smiled reluctantly: "It's true, Zhong Lang doesn't need to rush to reject me, I have a house in Chang'an, you just said that I came to your house as a guest, if the time is late, just stay overnight."

Zhong Nan had a flash of inspiration, "Yeah, why didn't I think of it, come in."

Fang Zhuoyue stepped into the threshold and stretched out his hand: "Zhong Lang, please."

"Please."

When Fang Zhuoyue was being polite to Zhong Nan, he inadvertently looked at the door. After opening the door, the door was not closed properly, and a strong man opened the door silently.