The Queen's Prime Minister Raiders

After fighting with Liu Ang, he wanted to turn around and go back. Liu Ang guessed that he had found out, and kept pestering him endlessly. Dian laughed and said, "This is for your brother. Since you want to replace him, you should replace him to the end."

Saburo was left at the bottom of the valley and couldn't get out, feeling agitated, "Liu Ang, what are you going to do, be upright, don't pretend to be a fool, you are petty."

Liu Ang's smile froze, "When I was sent to Yan by the Liang Mission, you played tricks on me in front of so many people and made fun of me for being petty. You still use this to laugh at me."

Saburo felt that he was right, "You are always petty."

Liu Ang: "Do you know that I was originally a heir of the royal family? But I was trapped in the west city and couldn't see anyone."

Saburo squinted, "What do you mean by talking about the ancestor Guangzong? Shouldn't you earn your own money if you are in jail?"

Liu Ang's expression twisted, "You don't understand the taste of humiliation."

A person in darkness sees light, but a person in light laughs at why he was born in darkness.

In an instant, archers appeared on both sides of the canyon, standing densely above, their arrow points ignited.

Saburo's heart tightened, "Are you crazy?"

There are only the two of them at the bottom of the valley, and if they want to burn, they will burn two of them.

Liu Ang chuckled, and suddenly froze, "Come quickly, and pull the widow up."

The archer gave way, and a bald man came out from behind, looking down at the two people below, "Third Prince, King of Houliang."

Saburo frowned: "Crazy monk, what are you doing here?"

That was the mad monk who let Saburo drag along Chang'an Street.

Liu Ang said, "Pull me up."

The perfect and thin face smiled and said, "It's too late. After being wronged, King Liang died for the country, and I will bury you honorably."

Liu Ang couldn't believe it, "What? Consummation, you lied to me?"

Complete a monk's robe, close your eyes and put your palms together and say, "Namo Amitabha."

After opening his eyes, monk and Buddha's eyes showed a ruthless look, "Fire the arrow!"

Thousands of arrows were fired, and the flames burst into flames. After being soaked in oil, they burned to the two people with an unstoppable trend. The horse was startled when he saw the fire, and ran out.

Saburo didn't have time to control the fire on his body, and rushed to the high ground on both sides, just right at Yuan Yuan's feet, raised his head with difficulty, and was delirious due to the burning pain on his body, "I...how did I offend you?"

Wan Yuan said with a smile: "The third prince wants to know, so the poor monk will tell you that your biological father and I have a relationship on two fronts. On the first side, I told him that he would not live long, but he ignored it. On the second side, I met him on the way to travel. he……"

Speaking of this, Yuan Yuan chuckled, "He was on the way to the battle, and I actually found out that his fate had changed, so I followed up out of curiosity. He treated me as a secret agent, beat me up and threw me in the wilderness, leaving me to fend for myself."

Yuan Yuan stepped on the back of San Lang's hand holding onto the edge of the cliff, and said softly: "He is dead, and the father's debt will be paid by the son."

Sanlang let go of the pain, fell a little, and pinched the edge of the cliff with precision.

Yuan Yuan was slightly surprised, just as he was about to go up to mend his foot, San Lang took the opportunity to grab his foot and jumped up, taking advantage of the opportunity, he pulled out the dagger hidden in his clothes and pierced Yuan Yuan's chest.

The splashed blood splashed on Saburo's face, blurring his eyes, and the moment before he lost his vision, he could only see patterns blooming like flowers.

He pulled Yuanyuan down to the bottom of the cliff. Before entering the flames, he giggled and said, "Aniang, Madam Wan, I have big red flowers."

Liu Ang's frantic shouting gradually subsided, and the heavy rain that was hard to come by in the Gobi watered every corner of the battlefield.

Erlang rushed into Houliang King City, wiped out and captured all the Houliang army, including the archers in the canyon, looking at the three scorched corpses dug up, in the middle of the night, the cold eroded him, and he was still dumbfounded.

After hearing the news, Aliu rushed over, from surprise to sadness, she said to Erlang, "Let's bury it."

Erlang was devastated, "He is going to be buried, which one is he?"

In fact, it is not difficult to recognize that Liu Ang is fat, the monk's robe on Yuan Yuan's body has not been completely burned, and San Lang's armor can still see its true color after being wiped.

Aliu separated the entangled Sanlang and Yuanyuan, wrapped the unrecognizable Sanlang with the shroud she carried with her, and was about to carry it on her back.

Erlang came back to his senses, "I'll do it."

After receiving Sanlang, he walked all the way back to the Yan Army camp, weeping as he walked, Erlang suddenly fell down on the sandy ground, squatting on the ground, holding his head, Aliu only heard his crying from shallow to deep, and even howling, " Saburo..."

The king of Jinan died for his country, and Chang'an received the obituary, which was first passed to the Yizheng Hall.

In the office, Zhong Wan slipped off her chair and fell firmly to the ground. She had no time to take care of it, and couldn't stop saying: "Sanlang...how could...he was fine when he left Beijing...is this a fake!"

Xiang Yu also saw the obituary, and he secretly gloated a little, but when he thought about his grandnephew, he also asked with concern: "Has the list of fallen soldiers been sent back to Beijing?"

Of course not, even the great news such as the extermination of Hou Liang was nothing compared to the sacrifice of Saburo by Erlang.

Zhong Wan wiped away her tears and went to the imperial study room, but when she saw Qin Shu's unstoppable tears, she felt even more uncomfortable than before.

Qin Shu had a subconscious premonition that something was wrong, smoothed the eyelids that had been twitching since yesterday, and asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

Zhong Wan tremblingly gave her the crumpled piece of paper.

They are very familiar with Erlang's handwriting, he wrote it by himself, '...Remembering Chang'an Luyao, I implore Aunt to allow Sanlang to be buried in the ancestral grave in Mobei. '

The ink on the inscription was blurred with water, and Qin Shu suddenly closed her eyes.

Zhong Wan rushed towards her, as if relying on her to stand firm, "Your Majesty, our Saburo, he..."

Qin Shu raised her head for a while, "It's too far away, it's not decent to leave it for a long time."

Zhong Wan cried and nodded vigorously, "Yes."

Qin Shu picked up the pen at hand, took half of it and felt her whole wrist lose strength, the pen fell back on the table, her slender nails scratched her scalp fiercely, and messed up her bun.

"Xuanzhong Shusheren, drafting an imperial edict."

San Lang played the icing on the cake in this war, killing Liu Ang and completely solving the northern border troubles.Erlang was overwhelmed with grief, and wanted to make his younger brother's tombstone look better, so that he could pass on his achievements this time.

He was granted the posthumous title of King of Jin, and his posthumous title was Zhao.The prince looked at the posthumous title and posthumous title, and was terrified.

After Qin Shu finished writing, she looked sideways at him.The prince lowered his head in fear as if being stared at by a wolf.

Qin Shu smiled and said, "He deserved it a few years ago, understand?"

The prince showed a trace of unwillingness, "Understood."

Anya came back from skipping class, no one in the academy dared to stop her at this moment, she ran home and saw Zhong Wan and said, "I want to see Third Brother!"

Although she didn't cry, her red eyes showed the fact that she had cried.

Of course Zhong Wan refused, "It's too far away, I can't catch up."

Anya said stubbornly, "Then I'll go too. He's alone in Mobei, where it's very cold."

Zhong Wan tilted her head, wiped away a drop of tear, turned her head and reasoned with her, "It is a great honor for him to be buried in the martyr's cemetery in Mobei. There are ancestors of the Cui family, and it is not cold there."

Anya almost rolled over, crying: "I don't care, I'm going, I want third brother..."

Qin Shu came in at this moment, "Let her go."

Zhong Wan: "Your Majesty..."

Qin Shu didn't come in, she stood outside the door and looked at the sunset in the sky, "You and I can't come, it's good to have someone instead."

Zhong Wan let Anya go and looked at her worriedly, she could still cry, but Qin Shu didn't react much on the surface.

Qin Shu didn't respond much, "What are you afraid of? I'm used to it."

She had never heard of this kind of thing and was able to get used to it. Zhong Wan got up and leaned against Qin Shu, and collapsed after a while, hugging Qin Shu and crying, "He is only 22 years old..."

Qin Shu corrected and said: "He went to the northern border for a year, and he was 23."

After finishing speaking, his throat was stuck, he coughed lightly twice, and raised his head to flow back the tears that were about to burst into his eyes.

Yu Xiangzhi's flow is balanced, and he has no children. These days, there will be a feeling of sympathy for each other. Qin Shu issued orders, "Copy Xiangguo Temple, and the monks in the temple will be sent to the Yunnan Stone Field."

There is no one to stop it, and consummation is the lightest crime of treason, Zhong Wan added, "Demolish the temple for Xishan to repair the other garden."

Qin Shu took up the old business of massacring cities, "Punish the Houliang prisoners."

This time Zhong Wan didn't make any comments, but stared at Xiang Yu and refused to let him speak.

The Xiangguo Temple building collapsed, and Qin Shu looked back at Zhong Wan.

"Aren't you afraid of history book reviews?"

After all, she only sat in the Xiangguo Temple according to the law. Zhong Wan demolished the thousand-year-old temple, and her reputation would never be good.

Zhong Wan shook her head: "I'm not afraid, I'll never say I'm good."

What Qin Shu wanted to do was impossible due to her status, so she would be the villain.The prime minister is originally the assistant of the emperor, this is what she should do.

The north side was already suffering, and then Qin Shu spent most of her time on reorganizing the army. When she saw the location of Mobei on the map, she pursed her lips, and did not move Northwest and Mobei.

Yushitai began to be dishonest, and Yushi Zhongcheng uttered nonsense in the imperial study, "The northern border has been leveled, and there is no reason for Mobei to exist."

Qin Shu smiled, "Really?"

Under Qin Shu's pressure, Yu Shi Zhongcheng bit his head and said: "What I said is not without reason. The Mobei Army has hundreds of thousands of people, all of them are brave and good at fighting. Even the founding fathers did not have the reason to have such a well-trained army."

Qin Shu tilted her head and licked her teeth, "San Lang is gone, can he do whatever he wants?"

Censor Zhongcheng's eyes widened, and he hastily pleaded guilty.

Qin Shu sneered and chased people away, "Get out."

After hearing Yushi Zhongcheng's report, the prince paced around the room anxiously, "Madam, did you really think about it? But, it wasn't me who killed Saburo."

Wu Wenbin, who had been tortured for a long time, started to dance again. His current image is very similar to the treacherous minister in the joke, with his eyebrows hanging down, his eyes narrowed into mung beans, and his face protruding. , the Third Highness is gone, and there is the Second Highness."

The prince was puzzled: "Erlang returned to the family, and I have nothing to do with it. Why should I have trouble with him? Besides, that is my younger brother.