Reborn Tyrant Raiders System

"Master, everything has been arranged."

"En." Fu Mingzhe finally moved his eyes away from the book by an inch, held the scroll in his hand, nodded, and then a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, "Are you sure that these are the contents on the treasure map?"

"Yes!"

"Go down!" Pausing his hands, Fu Mingzhe frowned slightly, and wrote lightly, "Although the Shu family has become an outcast, it's still okay to use it to scare the emperor, and put all those private things in the harem to the Shu family."

"Yes."

"The rest of the things, especially the things I asked you to deliver must be delivered in time!" Fu Mingzhe immediately became serious, "If something goes wrong with those treasures, you don't have to live."

"Yes." The marshal was still concise.

"Go down and explore the treasure map!"

"Yes."

Fu Mingzhe stroked the edge of the tea lightly with his index finger, leaned on the recliner, and frowned. The reason why he memorized the formula of explosives was because he searched for a lot of information for the novel, and then it was reflected in his mind. Ten lines at a glance, excellent memory.After I had the ability, I began to prepare secretly.

However, due to the limited family background in his previous life, all he learned was English. As for French, if it wasn't for the pursuit of Xihua, he didn't know a little bit at all.But now the feeling of knowing it but being unable to crack it is really resentful.

Why, if he is also a time traveler, he can't make contributions, but the founder of Danguo is——

A light flashed in his mind, Fu Mingzhe suddenly burst out laughing, it really didn't take much effort.

"Haha, come here, bring me Taizu's diary!"——

Time is decreasing day by day in the weird and harmonious atmosphere of the imperial city, and there are only five days left for the martial arts day.

I don't know when, a news suddenly circulated in the scholar circle that Emperor Zuo will go to the imperial mausoleum to worship the ancestors and comfort the spirits of the ancestors.

Fu Mingtian looked at the still weak health, and then glanced at the crowd of imperial physicians, but couldn't say a word. After thinking for a long time, he finally complied with the request from the Ministry of Rites, and Emperor Zuo set off today to worship the ancestors. .

"You son of a bitch, the human skin mask my father gave is just right for you. You don't need to worship your ancestors, father..." When Fu Mingtian thought of the backtracking that he couldn't find and the unstoppable backlash from the Gu king, a sense of powerlessness flashed through his heart, and he immediately returned. Thinking of my golden finger, I breathed a sigh of relief, "Father is coming back soon, you quietly go to Zhuangzi in the suburbs, just in time to meet Father. Tell Father no matter what, I will get backtracking..."

Cough cough, Eunuch Fu, who was silent on the side, suddenly coughed and his complexion turned red sharply.

"Understood. Eunuch Fu, are you okay?" Fu Mingqin's eyes flashed a trace of doubt, and before he had time to ask, he saw that Eunuch Fu, who had been with him for three generations, kept coughing, and he directly helped him to rest with one hand, and then patted Patting the emperor on the shoulder, he encouraged, "Brother Huang, I am optimistic about you, come on!"

"Yes." Fu Mingtian sighed and reluctantly said after rubbing his troubled hands several times, "Remember not to run around. After about ten days, Father and his party will be back. My side It's busy to tidy up, and I don't have time to greet you, but you must remember, when the ghost doctor comes, let him take your pulse, remember?"

"Brother Emperor!"

"You have to remember!" Fu Mingtian said solemnly, "Don't be afraid of [-], just in case, every step of the way, people can put medicine on the dragon robe, just afraid that the other party will use the right time and place, these details that we usually don't pay attention to Poisoned, and..."

"Brother Huang!" Fu Mingqin put his arms around Fu Mingtian's neck, and directly sipped "bah" to his cheeks, "Don't worry, Brother Huang, even if you fail, I can afford you!"

"..." You son of a bitch, can't you say something auspicious? !

"However, I believe that you will definitely win, Brother Huang!"

"You~~" Fu Mingtian sighed, even if he told people that there was an extra piece of meat in his stomach, he would probably be beaten up by this group of people.After all, he asked the imperial physician to take the pulse according to the amount of three meals a day, and even mixed several folk masters in private.

But, no problem! ! !

But the weak life value in his mind is always announcing his existence.

Go crazy rhythm!

"Brother Huang, I'm leaving!"

"Ah."

"Brother Huang, I'm really leaving!" Fu Mingqin turned around and glanced, "You—"

Glancing at the emperor with a bit of sadness, he immediately thought about the bulging soldier talisman stuffed in his pocket. Fu Mingqin puffed up his chest and abdomen, full of confidence. Not fit to be emperor.

"Come on!" Fu Mingqin made another gesture of victory, and left without looking back.

Looking at Emperor Zuo's chariot going away, a trace of determination flashed in Fu Mingtian's eyes, then he withdrew his gaze, and returned to his usual expressionless appearance——

On April [-]th of the third year of Qiande in Danguo, the martial arts examination was held in the northern camp of the city, and the last subject was analogous to the imperial examination.

The emperor led civil and military officials to go to decide the top three.

"The Emperor is here!"

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

"Be flat!"

Fu Mingtian slightly twisted his neck to act as a mobile jewelry warehouse, and then listened to the singing by the Honglu Temple official, his eyes narrowed.

"On April [-]th of the third year of Qiande, Emperor Ce tried the world's martial arts students, and won the first and third ranks to give guards, and the second best and thousand generals..."

The first martial arts exam was more or less the shadow of the imperial exam, and Fu Mingtian didn't say much.

After the singing was passed on, the martial arts began in an orderly manner. During the period, there were wonderful sparring or one-sided single fights or two-sided mediocrity.

At three poles in the day, just like the imperial examination, there will be servants stepping forward to distribute food to the crowd, and there will also be snacks and herbal tea prepared for the onlookers.

All in all, everything went well.

With Fu Mingtian's nod and acquiescence, the official of Chuanlu Temple cleared his throat, and before he was about to announce the top three places, there was a bang, and the soldiers came galloping on horseback, "Report!!! Your Majesty, it's not good, the imperial mausoleum... Taizu's tomb has been stolen!"

There was a loud "boom", as if a cannonball had been dropped in his mind, Fu Mingtian could hardly stand still, and before he could speak, another horse galloped over, "Report, Your Majesty, the grandson of the emperor, Marquis Wen!" Grandpa is reversed!"

"Really?" Fu Mingtian calmed down after hearing about the conspiracy, took a sip of tea, glanced at everyone, his face was full of coldness, and said calmly, "Is there a man with lofty ideals who punishes traitors?"

The noisy scene before quieted down in an instant, whether it was the reference person or the onlookers, they couldn't help but look up at the emperor above.

"Your Majesty, I think there may be some misunderstanding!" Someone said tremblingly.

"Misunderstanding?" Fu Mingtian patted his dragon sleeves, and pointed to the soldiers and horses rushing in the distance, "Do you think they are the army of the King Qin or the army of rebellion?"

The faces of the ministers who followed were all stiff, and they couldn't help taking a deep breath.

"Come on, escort!" The blade lit up with light, causing the guards to shout loudly.

"Escort!"

The sudden rush of black-clothed assassins made the scene even more chaotic.

Fu Mingtian stood quietly by the side, his face frosty, his anger felt like it was about to pop out of his chest, all kinds of crying and scolding and the sounds of clashing knives and halberds lingered in his ears.

"The sharp blade of the country is not the artifact of brother Ni Qiang!" Fu Mingtian gritted his teeth word by word, and smashed the rosewood table beside him. The whole audience said, "Fuck it, calm down for me. I don't understand literature and art, vulgar ones, do you understand people's words? I said back then that the Dan* team is the army of the country, not a private army. Jianghu Assassin's go away first, I don't have time to talk to you!"

Everyone present: "..."

Fu Mingtian raised his eyebrows, his face was as cold as ice, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he continued, "Is it because I lack your military pay or am I cruel and innocent? Should I praise you for being ambitious, or...

The general who decided to fight for wealth and wealth froze.The faces of the courtiers were also terrified, they didn't expect the emperor to be so shameless.

Such a shame!

Speaking of these vulgar words, that smooth.

Although the words are vulgar, they are easy to understand, especially today those who come to participate in martial arts are mostly working with strength, what they want is this kind of loyalty, and what the common people understand is the true feelings of the emperor.

The emperor who takes the line of being close to the people is really a good emperor.

The onlookers thought of the miserable situation of the emperor with their simple hearts. They were oppressed by the powerful officials, stunned by the grandfather, and... after a series of suppressions, the emperor still loved the people like a son, and exempted taxes again and again. , is really good can not be good.

There were two flowers blooming, one for each branch. On one side, the emperor subdued Zhaoan unreasonably, but on the other side, the four gates of the north, south, east, and west of the capital were tightly closed.

Wang Changke led the crowd all the way to the palace.

It's almost unbelievable how smooth the journey is.

Something feels wrong, but great joy, victory within reach, prevails.

He rushed into the Forbidden City in one go——

The harem that received the news was in chaos, with constant cries and screams, but the most surprising and disturbing one was Lin Gong.

"Princess, His Royal Highness is gone!!" The confidant maid suddenly yelled at the princess who was about to leave, "His Royal Highness is gone!"

"Presumptuous, what nonsense are you talking about?" Wang Changke's heart was shocked, and he forced the emperor to order the princes. If there is no such legitimate heir, wouldn't their royal family become rebels?

"How is it possible?" The face of the concubine in a fine attire trembled, and she instantly turned pale. "What nonsense are you talking about? There are so many nurses and maids watching? People!"

"Sister, don't be in a hurry, what are you still doing in a daze, go find him right away, and dig three feet to find him."

"Come on, hurry up and look for it." Wang Changke gave orders while comforting him.

"Report to the prince, it's not good, a man rushed in and killed and looted the inner city. Now the capital is in chaos!"

"Report, no...it's not good, the ministers of the aristocratic family are fighting among themselves!"

"Report!"