Youwei, the heir of the Red Chamber

At this time, the hotel was brightly lit, and several accompanying adults were waiting outside. Xu Wencai looked inside with some disgust. Just now he saw Jia Lian's death. Although the doctor said it was a cold, but this time It's better not to be infected with this kind of sickness, otherwise you will lose your life before you have done meritorious service, but the gain will not be worth the loss.

Although the other few people were worried, they knew how sincere they were.So when Zhu Kui came out and asked everyone to rest, all the accompanying ministers resigned as if they had been pardoned.

Xu Wencai covered his nose and glanced at the room before turning around and leaving. Hmph, isn't it just because he has a grandfather who is a great scholar, and a prince Teng as a backer in the previous dynasty? Otherwise, with his qualifications, how can he Can sit on the position of the peace minister.You're unlucky this time, if you can't go back, it's God's will. Thinking of this, I happily went back to my room.

Jia Lian fell ill suddenly, which naturally alarmed Feng Tang and his son.After getting the news, the two rushed to Yecheng Hotel overnight.

The father and son deserved to be bloody people, and when Jia Lian entered the room, he had a sick look on his face, and he didn't hide his disgust, but there was a worried look on his brows.The two years of war made Feng Tang even older, the marks between his brows became more and more obvious, and even his temples were already gray, but those sharp eyes became more and more cold.

Seeing Jia Lian lying weakly on the bed, his face was pale and the corners of his lips were dry, obviously seriously ill, Feng Tang worried: "Master Jia, I have been busy with official duties these few days, and I haven't greeted you yet. I would be really ashamed to have this disease.”

Feng Ziying was wearing a black uniform this time, and his handsome face was also a little bit worried, frowning: "The previous one was fine, why did he suddenly become ill? What did the doctor say?"

Lin Tuo who was at the side said: "My son is weak in health, and he did not have a good rest after the long journey. After drinking with the general, he suffered from the cold wind here, and his condition became worse. Besides, the disease of acclimatization to the soil and water, it collapsed in an instant."

"Cough, cough, cough," Jia Lian coughed again and again, so weak that he couldn't even speak.The accompanying military doctor came over hurriedly, took Jia Lian's pulse again, and suddenly showed surprise on his face, "What should I do, this is serious again, please rest well, sir, don't work hard these days. "

Jia Lian nodded weakly.

Lin Tuo quickly helped Jia Lian to lie down, covered the quilt again, and looked at the Feng family father and son in embarrassment, "You two generals, my son is not in good health, I'm afraid it will be difficult to treat guests, this..."

The father and son looked at each other, and Feng Tang just stood up, "In that case, we should resign, but if Master Jia is better, please let me know."

"Linto must obey." Linto bowed back with fists in his hands.

After sending the two of them out of the hall in person, Lin Tuo closed the door.Looking at the closed hotel, Feng Tang showed suspicion, "Ying'er, why do you think Jia Lian's illness is such a coincidence? Could it be that this person has some plans?"

Feng Ziying frowned, and thought for a while, "I really can't understand this person. He used to be a well-known dandy in Kyoto, but he suddenly shined, and now he is serving as a peace negotiating minister. To be honest, his ability is beyond recognition. Can't judge."

"Hmph, no matter what, just find someone to keep an eye on it."

"Yes, father."

The two jumped on their horses and led the team towards the barracks. ,

No one noticed, at the back of the hotel, a man in black quickly disappeared into the night with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Bangdang."

As the purple gold incense burner fell, there was a loud noise in the inner palace of Rouran, startling a group of dancing girls in purple gauze skirts.The women squatted on the ground with their heads covered, and looked at the bloodthirsty man standing above him in trepidation. The man was wearing a golden Rouran royal robe, with a tiger-striped belt around his waist. He had a majestic figure and a handsome face.At this time, the man was pointing angrily at the man in white who was sitting on top of him, his fingers trembling with anger.

The man in white was unmoved. Seeing that the singing and dancing had stopped, he yawned boredly, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Seeing this, the man in gold kicked and smashed the desk in front of the big chair, spilling melons, fruits and wine all over the floor.

"Yu Jiulu Lou Zheng, you really don't want to write?"

The man in white, known as Yu Jiulu Louzheng, remained silent, propped his head with one hand, half of his long black hair was tied on the top of his hair, tied with a jade crown, and half hung down with his neck, scattered on the chair. Leisurely posture.

"Huh, don't you think that if you don't write, this prince will be afraid of you. Even without the fifty thousand soldiers and horses of Yu Jiulu's family, I still have one hundred thousand golden soldiers from my mother's family, plus my Rouran army, the same □□ can be flattened.

"Hey," the man in white suddenly sneered.

"why are you laughing?!"

The man in white squinted his eyes and said with a smile, "This king laughs at 'Yelang is arrogant'."

Hearing this, the man in gold was furious. He reached out and lifted the collar of the man in white, and said in a vicious voice, "How dare you laugh at this prince!" After he finished speaking, the man in white fell heavily on the ground, causing the man in white to vomit with a wow sound. A mouthful of blood came.

The man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve without changing his face, and the white sleeve was instantly stained with bright red.

The man in golden clothes approached slowly, lowered his head and said, "I tell you, there are already people placed by this prince in the Central Plains. When the time comes, the inside and the outside should cooperate, and the Yuan Dynasty will eventually be trampled under the feet of this king. The king will think highly of me, hahahaha."

The man in white raised his lower eyelids contemptuously, then squinted his eyes and leaned back under the chair, "Loufeng, those clowns of yours are still useless."

The man in golden clothes is Rouran's third prince - Yu Jiulu Loufeng.

"Oh—" Yu Jiulu Loufeng narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Then how did you get into the hands of this prince?"

"This king just overestimated them." He overestimated their sense of honor and disgrace, thinking that Feng Tang, as a general of martial arts, should at least be concerned about the national crisis, and would not do anything that would harm the people of the world at this time. Unexpectedly... After all, they underestimated their loyalty to the emperor and the temptation brought by their power.

"Hmph," Yu Jiulu Loufeng smiled contemptuously, pointed at the man in white and said, "Even if you don't write, I still have a way to get that old man to speak. He should have abdicated at a young age. Rouran's throne should not be given by a The poor old man should not be seated by a weak person like Lou Ming, hahahaha." He laughed and walked out.

When everyone saw Yu Jiulu and Loufeng leaving, several palace servants rushed forward to help the man in white to sit on the chair again, and cleaned up the mess again.

The man in white lowered his head, looking at the chain on his back, with murderous intent in his eyes. "Lou Feng, I, Yuan Frame, swear here that I will definitely return today's humiliation ten times and a hundred times to you!"