[Comprehensive martial arts] Protect our little prince

Zhao Mingyu and his ignorant brother waited in the room for a long time. When the sun rose above their heads, the two of them had lunch before there was any movement in the living room.

Crackling, crackling, clanking, and the sound of tables and chairs being moved was mixed with a few cries of pain, obviously a fight broke out.

"I said that Uncle Wang is unreliable, you insist that you don't need to guard, now it's good, let's start a fight." Zhao Mingyu didn't care about arguing with his brother, so he ran out to check the situation, hoping that Brother Jiu would see that it was his own father In order to save face, just beat him up, don't kill him.

Uncle Wang, Uncle Wang, if you can't speak, don't talk, let's shut up and let Brother Nine say it for himself, okay?

The door of the living room was closed at some point, and the windows were tightly closed. The little prince went around and couldn't find where to enter, so he could only open the door carefully, praying that he would not see any bloody scenes.

He was young and really couldn't stand being frightened.

Zhao Mingning followed behind slowly, watching the little ancestor run out in a hurry, opened the crack of the door, poked his butt and poked his head there, shaking his head and sighing, he could only let him go.

The desks and benches in the living room were messed up, the Confucian shirt on King Taiping's body was finally not supported, and the bruises that had just disappeared on his face swept back again, not to mention his body.

When Gong Jiu heard the door being pushed open, she stood up and clapped her hands, took a deep breath, turned around and opened the door.

Zhao Mingyu hid behind his brother, and showed him a flattering smile, "Ninth Brother, Uncle Wang is not sensible, don't be as knowledgeable as him, a gentleman uses his mouth but doesn't move, a gentleman like you will lose face when he fights and kills!" .”

Gong Jiu resisted the urge to roll her eyes, turned a deaf ear to the little ancestor who had turned on the ba ba ba mode, just looked at the emperor and said softly, "Brother emperor, I've taken care of it."

Zhao Mingning nodded, patted his baby brother who was hiding behind him, and asked him to see if Uncle Wang was alive or dead. After the little ancestor ran in in a panic, he said with a smile, "It's good if you can let go of your grudges. Now that you are old, Uncle Wang is not young anymore, there are only two of you left in the Taiping Palace, making troubles like enemies all day long, making others laugh at you for no reason."

"It's because I was ignorant before, and I won't in the future." Gong Jiu raised the corners of her lips in response, looked at the servants who were hiding in every corner and looked at this side worriedly, squinted their eyes and looked at the sun above their heads, and finally felt relieved. He has been tossing and tossing for the past few years, torturing himself is nothing more than torturing others at the same time, and it will only be more painful in the end.

His Majesty the Emperor patted him on the shoulder in relief, and while the little ancestor didn't come out, he took his cousin to discuss how to teach children, and the most important thing, to urge the marriage.

For a young man in his 20s, it doesn't matter if he doesn't get married. If he, the older brother, doesn't get married, that kid Ming Yu has always had a reason to hide out. It doesn't make people worry about one or two.

Oh, it's so hard being an older brother.

In the living room, the clothes on King Taiping's body had been torn into strands and strands. He was sitting there grinning and rubbing his chest, his eyes were red, and he looked miserable like an abused empty-nester father.

Zhao Mingyu came over with medicinal wine for bruises, and squatted in front of poor Uncle Wang, worried, "Uncle Wang, is Brother Jiu even more angry?"

"Bao'er, Mingyue said he stopped making trouble~" King Taiping held back for a while, and finally couldn't help it when he saw the little ancestor coming, hugged him and started crying. His Mingyue finally wanted to be with him I'm home woo woo woo woo~

Zhao Mingyu tried hard to pull his hand out, but the excited old uncle was too strong to notice his struggle at all, so he could only treat himself as a tool pillow, and let go when the old uncle cried enough.

Fortunately, the worst didn't happen. It's not a problem for Uncle Wang to be beaten. As long as the father and son don't kill each other, it won't be a problem for Uncle Wang to suffer a few more times.

Rough skin and thick flesh can withstand beatings.

After King Taiping vented his emotions, he was handed a handkerchief to wipe his face in time. He was moved and tears couldn't stop falling. Brother Emperor, I want to bring your son back to Yanmen Pass too~

Mingyue'er is so lonely, can you let Mingyu also go to Yanmen Pass, the two brothers have a good relationship, the emperor's nephew has grown up, he doesn't need his younger brother to accompany him, Mingyue is not married yet, so lonely and pitiful.

Zhao Mingyu stared at the sky speechlessly, the handkerchief was not enough at all, this guy had to wash his face to calm down.

No wonder Uncle Wang wants to grow a big beard. With his temperament of crying at every turn, he doesn't work hard on his appearance. He will be laughed to death by the Liao soldiers on the battlefield. Wearing a mask will cover his face. It's so convenient to grow a beard, which can hide tears It can also look super fierce.

After gaining knowledge, he will do the same in the future on the battlefield.

But neither brother nor brother Jiu had beards on their faces, nor did the other uncles and brothers he had seen. Why did Uncle Taiping have such thick beards on his face?

The little prince thought hard, waited for Uncle Wang to come out after washing his face, and touched his face a few times, and then asked, "Uncle Wang, how did you make your beard grow so much?"

"Children, don't mess around. It doesn't look good to grow a beard. You don't fight wars. Why do you grow a beard?" King Taiping touched his chin, and the familiar touch disappeared, leaving only a piece of smooth skin, which is really not used to .

"What if, Uncle Wang is the emperor's younger brother, and I am also the emperor's younger brother, maybe I will go to the battlefield to win glory for the country in the future." The little prince said plausibly, very worried about his face, "I guess the king Uncle must have been similar to me when he was young."

"Nonsense, can we be the same?" King Taiping slapped him on the head. The brat is in the midst of blessings and doesn't know his blessings. He even wants to take the initiative to go to the battlefield. Is it really a joke to fight?

He went to guard Yanmen Pass because his brother was unreliable. This brat's brother is very powerful. Even if the imperial driver goes to conquer himself, it is better than letting him go to the battlefield.

The emperor's personal conquest can boost morale, and this kid went to the battlefield, probably "Report—the little prince was captured by the Liao people again—" Hiss, it's scary to think about it.

Mingyue grew up in Yanmen Pass since she was a child, and she knows what war is like, so father and son can do this kind of rough work, and the little ancestor should stay in Bianjing and be his prince happily.

Zhao Mingyu sighed, and tried to change the subject, "So, Uncle Wang, how did you grow your beard?"

"I don't want to tell you, if you get a big beard in the future, your brother will have to go to Yanmen Pass to find me to settle the score?" King Taiping knew the little ancestor's ability to make trouble very well. If he said that his beard is He was forced out by a quack warlock with medicine. Tomorrow, this kid will be able to search for medicine all over the world, and the day after tomorrow he will make himself a ghost.

For his own stable life, and for the sake of keeping this brat's butt from blooming, it's better for him to hide it.

Mingyue managed to reconcile with him with great difficulty, and she was determined not to make any further complications.

The burly man with a bruised nose and a swollen face directly tore off the ragged Confucian shirt on his body. After he was free of restraints, he almost flew up, and ran out wearing only his underwear, "Bao'er, Uncle Wang has to go back and pack his things. Send a message to the palace to get them ready, you play on your own, Uncle Wang is busy."

Zhao Mingyu: ...

What treasure?He is clearly a grass!

Wait, Uncle Wang is going to bring Ninth Brother back to Yanmen Pass?so fast?

In the pavilion in the courtyard, Gong Jiu and Zhao Mingning looked at the unkempt King Taiping walking out, and kept silent by coincidence.

His Majesty the Emperor comforted and patted his cousin on the shoulder, telling him not to regret immediately after he finished speaking, he shouted into the room and then turned around to beat him up. At this time, it would be better for him and Ming Yu to go back to the palace.

Uncle Wang is used to being careless. Even if the father and son let go of their grudges, they will have to make troubles in the future.

Zhao Mingyu got into the carriage and dragged his brother to complain. Uncle Wang looked down on him, and even said that he would be captured by the Liao people if he went to the battlefield. Isn't he too contemptuous?

"Was Uncle Wang wrong? Which one of you is proficient in Wentao and Wushu?" Zhao Mingning squeezed his wrist, glared at the whimsical brat, and told him not to think about things all day long, "Even if there is a war, your brother and I Going to the battlefield in person is better than letting you go."

The little prince paused for a moment, and said in a small voice, "Report—the emperor was taken away by the Liao people—"

Crack - another brain crash.

His Majesty the Emperor patted his sore fingers, withdrew his hand and said lightly, "Conversely, it should be the Emperor of Liao who was captured by the Song people. That idiot Yelu Yanxi didn't know how to use any generals under his command. Those people If he had been born in Song Dynasty, the Liao Kingdom would have been gone long ago."

Zhao Mingyu rubbed his head, looking back with blank eyes, "You know what, the more you say I'm stupid, the more stupid I become, the child's stupidity is all spoken out by you, of course, there are also typed ones, the head So Jingui, is it a place you can touch casually?"

Zhao Mingning shook his hands, thought for a while and said, "That's right, then continue spanking."

The little ancestor became energetic in an instant, clutching his buttocks and shrinking to the corner, looking at his brother complaining, "It's too much!"

His Majesty shrugged his shoulders regardless of his image, "You said you can't hit the head, but you can only spank the butt."

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The two brothers quarreled all the way in the carriage, and they still couldn't get enough of it when they arrived at the palace. The little ancestor with fried hair couldn't wait to jump out of the carriage, turned around and made a face at his brother, and then ran out of the palace.

The younger brother ran away, the bastard brother waited for his son to grow up and beat him up.

I'm sorry, big nephew, in order to save my uncle from the dire straits, I can only wrong you.

King Taiping wrote a letter to pass on the throne to his son. In addition to deceiving Gong Jiu to come back, he also gave the court the illusion that the border of the Song Dynasty was in a hurry. Yelu Yanxi was an idiot, but Fu Zongshu was not. noticed something different.

Now the throne has not been passed on to the eldest son, but the eldest son who had been at odds with King Taiping for more than ten years followed King Taiping back to Yanmen Pass abnormally, which shows how reluctant Song Dynasty was when facing the Liao Kingdom.

Fu Zongshu sighed with his colleagues when he was in the last court, but he changed his appearance when he returned to the manor. But that's all.

The national power of the Liao Kingdom has declined in recent years. If the Jurchens can attack the Liaoyang Mansion, they will be able to attack Shangjing next. It is not enough to quell the chaos inside and not enough to attack the city outside. The plan will not go so smoothly.

Pushing open the bookshelf in the study room, there is a secret room inlaid with night pearls. When Fu Zongshu entered, there were already several people waiting in the secret room. King Taiping and his son had already returned to Yanmen Pass, and Cangzhou could start to move.

"My lord, something happened in Cangzhou." The man covered in a black cloak lowered his voice, and said eagerly, "The subordinates were discovered when they were holding the defense map. Although the map was taken out, but now they are Wanted, there is no way out of Cangzhou City."

Fu Zongshu's face was as dark as water, and he immediately cursed, "Trash, a bunch of trash, even if you get the defense map, you won't be able to send it out. What use do I need you?"

The people standing by did not dare to speak, and bowed their waists tremblingly. If the defense map could not be sent out, they would all die by then.

Fu Zongshu turned around a few times, and his mind raced to find out the subordinates of Cangzhou City. Gritting his teeth, he could only expose the hands that had not been used before. If the deployment map could not be passed on, his plan would fall short. He had already spent so much Efforts must not be broken here.

The luminous pearl is shining brightly. There are pens, inks, papers and inkstones on the desk. The brightness in the secret room is not as bright as outside, but it is enough to pick up a pen and write. "Take the letter to the general of Cangzhou City, he knows what to do."

The man in black disappeared quickly after receiving the letter. There was more than one exit from the secret room, and the secret passage led to a house two streets away. No one knew that it had anything to do with this place.

Fu Zongshu drove the others out angrily, walked back and forth for a while, and suddenly remembered something, took out a map and spread it on the table, circled Cangzhou, Bianjing, and Yanmenguan, and made sure that if the cavalry of the Liao people did not After hindering the rapid march to Bianjing, King Taiping of Yanmen Pass was a little relieved when he had no time to rescue him.

The soldiers at Yanmen Pass were too late, and Zhang Zhuangmin, who was stationed in the northwest, was too late. The forbidden troops in the capital could not stop the iron hooves of the Liao army. The day the Liao army arrived, it was the time when the palace changed hands. I don't even think about it.

Mr. Fu felt that he was really unlucky. He knew how much the emperor valued his younger brother, so he specially wrote to the cronies in Jiangnan, asking them to take good care of Changle Palace and not to provoke the little ancestors in the palace. The result is good, his Not long after the letter was delivered, those trash snacks colluded with the remnants of Gui Fanlou and tied up the ancestor.

If you are not injured, the emperor will soon forget about it when he gets angry, but the remnants of those ghost fan towers not only want to tie people up, but also want to torture them to death.

It’s fine if the living ancestor is really dead. The sea is so big that no one is alive or dead, and the emperor can’t find anyone even if he digs three feet in the south of the Yangtze River. Became a fool.

If the emperor could hold back, he would not be the emperor they were familiar with.

The Jiangnan officialdom was cleaned up, and the blood in the execution ground could not be wiped clean for several months. Just in response to the phrase "When the emperor is angry, millions of corpses float, and the blood bleeds." The house of the person surnamed Qian was ransacked. Pay attention to that matter, he should not be involved.

But, don't be afraid of [-], just be afraid of what happens.

He had managed to climb to his current position, and one step further, he would be a prime minister with a man under one man and over ten thousand people. At this time, his family was ransacked and his family was wiped out. What was his hard work for so many years?

It's better not to do one thing, but to change the emperor to sit on the throne.

What Cai Jing dared to do, so did Fu Zongshu.

The footsteps in the secret room gradually disappeared, leaving only the sound of Master Fu's own breathing. The map was rolled up and put back in its original place. Soon, the secret room became quiet again.

The man in black went out from the secret passage and changed his clothes in the small courtyard. There was nothing conspicuous about his body, and he would not be noticed even if he passed by after he went out.

The street was bustling with people, he squeezed through the crowd, and after leaving the city, he changed to a fast horse and hurried to Cangzhou.

Holding the letter paper in his hand, Sikong Zhaixing winked at Zhuiming while whistling, and walked to the corner to let him read it quickly. After reading it, he had to return the letter.

"Thank you brother, next time you enter the cell, I will ask someone to buy you some good wine." Zhui Ming replied with a smile, shook the letter paper to see the content on it, his face changed and he quickly wrote down the content of the letter, and did not talk to him again. Sikong Zhaixing joked, and quickly returned to the six doors with his lightness kung fu.

Sikong Zhaixing put the letter away, scratched his head and didn't ask any more questions, turned his head and quickly changed the letter back, the man would have run away if it was later, although it would be easier to change it after arriving in Cangzhou City, but he didn't want to run so far.

Zhui Ming has a good memory, went back to the six doors and ran to the study on the second floor, took a pen and paper and repeated the contents of the letter word for word, and then said with a dark face, "Uncle Shi, the guardian of Cangzhou City The general is also a member of Fu Zongshu, and they not only want to deploy a defense plan, but also want to directly open the gate of Cangzhou City and let the soldiers of the Liao Kingdom go south."

Zhugezheng I squeezed the letter, and my beard blew out in anger, "It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous."

The Khitan people were so cruel and tyrannical that if they entered the Central Plains wantonly, how could the people along the way have a way out?

Fu Zongshu is also a scholar who has read the books of sages. Have all his books been read into the dog's stomach?

Zhuge Zhengwo entered the palace with wet ink on the paper, and he was still angry when he arrived at the imperial study. He is a man who is for the country and the people, and he is not used to corruption, let alone Fu Zongshu who does not kill the people. Serious treacherous.

Zhao Mingning put down the pen in his hand, read what was written on the paper, and frowned tightly, "If he only wants to collude with the Liao Kingdom, I can still think that he is afraid that he has to rebel. Looking at it now, Ming Yu's The matter just gave him a reason to rebel, and even people like the Cangzhou guard can be used by him, so it can be seen that his planning is not just a day or two."

If Fu Zongshu had no intention of rebelling, even if he had misunderstood before, he would not have died, but he still chose the most dangerous path.

Zhao Mingning pondered for a moment, and asked some adults from the Ministry of War to come to the imperial study room. Fu Zongshu should have been forced to show his cards, and when he showed all his cards, it would be of no use.

Let the Cangzhou defender open the city gate to welcome the Liao army into the city. Fortunately, he came up with such a sinister idea.

However, if they do everything they can, it may be possible to make this battle end faster.

That idiot Yelu Yanxi is worried that Song Dynasty will cooperate with Jurchen, and only fools will cooperate with them. The rise of Jurchen is unstoppable, and it is a threat to Song Dynasty just like the Liao Kingdom. The Khitan people are better, at least they can negotiate, Jurchen He is still an uncivilized savage so far, 30 soldiers and horses can beat [-] people from the Liao Kingdom to flee, and it is self-evident which is more dangerous.

The best way is to let the Khitan and the Jurchen fight internally. Both losers will be exhausted and then the fisherman of the Song Dynasty will benefit. Unfortunately, the imagination is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. Thinking that the servants at home are more powerful in rebelling, they want to grab some money and food from Song Dynasty and go back to teach them.

For the Jurchens, Da Song is a rich neighbor that the Khitans can bully at will, so naturally they will not take Da Song seriously, and may even have the same idea as the Khitans, stealing money and food from the Central Plains, and then Go back and fight the Khitans.

No matter what, Da Song was the one who was robbed.

His Majesty's eyes were slightly cold, and he threw the ink-stained and dirty paper into the stove, thinking about how to let the evil neighbors next door know that they are not easy to bully.

The weather is getting colder every day, and Zhao Mingyu doesn't go out anymore. He hides in his room every day and writes and draws. He draws his own adventures into a three-headed comic book, and gives a copy to each of his friends who didn't take the adventure with him.

A good friend should share happiness. He doesn't care if others are happy or not, as long as he is happy.

The Adventures of Yu Bao, if you don't read it, you will miss a hundred million.

Letter writing is also particular, the same painting cannot be matched with the same words, the letter to Lu Xiaofeng is a joke and he is too timid to go out with him, the letter to Hua Manlou is to praise his wisdom and martial arts, even if Hua Manlou can't read it He realized that he could ask Lu Xiaofeng to read it to him, in this way, Lu Xiaoji would be able to feel double love.

Chu Liuxiang also had them. Although Chu Xiangshuai took him to play, the three older sisters didn't go with them, and Wanmei Villa couldn't leave.

Of course, Jin Dayu's father can't miss it, he still remembers to say hello to senior Wang Lianhua, and the task assigned by the boss must be completed.

The little prince nestled in his room for a long time drawing comic books, and he became more and more satisfied with his painting skills. The three-headed villain is a strange thing for people today. When it is passed down to future generations, he may still be known Write it in textbooks and teach it to elementary school students.

Each letter is marked with Xiaozu's unique logo, ensuring that everyone who receives the letter knows who sent the letter without looking at the signature.

Zhao Mingyu finished the big project of writing the letter. It has snowed a few times outside. After a few months, the war in Cangzhou has also come to an end. The general of Liao Kingdom did not fully believe Fu Zongshu's letter. It is okay to give the defense map. Open the gate of Cangzhou directly, unless the people in Cangzhou City are all idiots, otherwise the general alone will never let the Liao army enter the city in front of the people of the whole city.

He didn't believe it, but Cangzhou had plenty of ways to make him believe it.

The guard of Cangzhou City was imprisoned after sending a letter to the general of the Liao Kingdom. The people in the city were quietly transferred to the nearby state capital. The houses were filled with disguised officers and soldiers. As long as the Khitan people dared to come, Cangzhou The city is their grave.

Beating dogs behind closed doors and catching turtles in urns is more exciting than fighting on the battlefield.

Well, it's just that the Song people are at a disadvantage on the battlefield. Closing the door and beating dogs can reduce their own casualties.

Cangzhou was victorious, and the bandits in Zhao'an were even more powerful. The leader of the bandits named Song Jiang was really talented. He fought all the way to Zhao'an on the hills he encountered along the way. The people who fought were getting fewer and fewer, and the bigger and more people he fought. What a shame to be a bandit.

The officers and soldiers in Cangzhou thought that they were powerful enough to wipe out the [-] elites of the Liao Kingdom, but when they looked back, they found that the motley army composed of Zhao'an bandits was even more powerful than them.

The army led by Song Jiang went all the way north, not only captured Tanzhou, Jizhou, and Bazhou, but now it directly surrounded Youzhou City.

Youzhou!Yanjing!The northern portal of the Great Song Dynasty!Surrounded by a motley army of bandits!

This kind of thing is said from the mouth of the storyteller, and the audience will think it is too fake, but such an unbelievable thing actually happened.

When the news reached Bianjing, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were too shocked to speak. Are the bandits so powerful these days?Is their regular army too useless?

The regular soldiers were doubting life, and other bandits were also doubting life, especially Cangzhou Lianyun village. Nine village masters sat in a row in the rough hall, each with dull eyes and blank expressions.

They are also bandits. Others have already attacked Youzhou City. They are still here to rob the rich and help the poor. Isn't it a bit unattractive?

Master, why don't we follow suit, Youzhou has already been besieged, so let's encircle Yunzhou, what do you think?

The master: ...

He didn't think so.