Powerful ministers are husbands

In a blink of an eye, it is May, the most beautiful and pleasant season full of vitality.

The battles between right and wrong in the court hall have been sung and left, ushering in the southern tour that determines the fate of countless lives.

This is a game that has been arranged long ago, and it will only end when all parties join in the Jiangnan and kill you to the death.

For Zhuan Sun Yongde, this was the last helpless move. He didn't want to take the risk himself, but if he didn't step into the game, how could he attract wolves, tigers and leopards?Even in order to cover up his purpose, he had to take Queen Zhao and his only son with him. This time, even if he was the one who had the last laugh, there would be nothing else but cold sweat and lingering fear after being frightened.

In King Yan's view, the Holy One was young and ignorant, and he was only interested in having fun. The king of Anfeng County in the south was ambitious and covetous, and it was a good opportunity for him to use it as a stepping stone to climb to the pinnacle of power.Because of this, after his son died in Huangquan, he, who lived in seclusion, was all focused on summoning soldiers and horses. He had made arrangements for several months, took the opportunity to remove Cao Lv on the southern tour, and waited for the king of Anfeng County to attack.

As for the king of Anfeng County, the area around Anfeng was where his father ruled himself as the queen, and all forces obeyed him. It can be said that he is the local emperor of this area.As long as the sage and his party step into Yuezhou, they will definitely make him come and go.At that time, all the south will be under his command. Even if the officials staying in the capital support the young prince as emperor and resist stubbornly, it will only stain his sword with the blood of one more person.

The three parties, each with their own thoughts, just waited for the soldiers to approach the city of Yuezhou.

On the day of departure, the officials who stayed behind in the imperial capital gathered at the gate of the city to send off the holy driver.The cars that had been prepared long ago crowded the entire long street, and the people stood on both sides of the road, chatting excitedly in low voices.For ordinary people, they only talk about how luxurious the car is, how extraordinary the guards are, they don't know about the wind and rain in the court, life and death, and they don't care so much.

Pang Miao stood in the ranks of civil and military officials, and in his capacity he was not qualified to participate in the Southern Tour.Originally, he wanted to be among the servants, but who would have thought that even if he was a night scented person, he would have to be checked by a special person, and his name, hometown, and family background would be recorded in the roster one by one, without any carelessness.

After the southern tour team set off, they traveled by land for seven days, and they could follow behind in disguise during this section of the road.But when the team arrived at Nijiang Wharf, they took a boat all the way to the east and then changed their route to the south, so they couldn't keep up with them by land.If you follow the waterway, a big river meanders away. Although the waterway is wide, the scene of the fleet is magnificent. There are countless escorting ships, and it is easy to find a "tail" behind them.

Furthermore, they each have their own responsibilities, and they have to walk the road they have to go. They understand that they will not worry the other party, will not cause burdens and troubles to the other party, and they must not act willfully.

The team in the middle of the street continued to move forward, and soon Pang Miao saw Cao Lu coming on horseback. On the surface of this parade, he was mainly responsible for the escort.General Cao was sitting on a horse, wearing armor and a sword hanging from his waist. His expression was very serious, and his black eyes were cold and sharp, as if he had just returned from the battlefield, which made people feel intimidated.

From the front to the side, and finally to Junwei's back, Cao Lu never looked over.Until he went further, Cao Lv seemed to be inspecting the guards following behind him, his erratic eyes turned around in the crowd, and finally fell on him, the corner of his mouth raised a smile that only he could detect, and the hand on the hilt of his sword He clenched his hands even tighter, showing his determination to win this battle.

Pang Miao nodded slightly to him, and a thousand words were contained in the silent but brief look at each other.

Sending off the parade team, Luo Zaifu, who stayed in the imperial capital to preside over the overall situation, led all the officials back to the imperial city, and went to do their own errands.

The Provincial Office of the Secretary was not deserted because of the parade. The First Prince, who also did not go, was sitting in the room studying seriously. This month, there are a large number of books that need to be proofread and repaired. In addition, before the frequent rains in June, the collection of books will be sorted out and published in batches. Therefore, the workload is quite heavy, but for a yamen that spends most of the year leisurely, it is a busy day. It's fun to exercise your muscles.

The doctor in charge of teaching the prince held the book and explained it slowly like chanting scriptures. The weather was hot, and Cang Ting couldn't help feeling drowsy after listening to it for a long time. He hid behind the erected book and looked sideways out of the window. When Pang Miao passed the courtyard with a stack of children's books.

He blinked, and Pang Miao smiled.This is their code, and they will meet and talk in the courtyard after class.

Pang Miao was sad for a while thinking that Cang Ting could not go to the south with Sheng Jia, and picked up a few interesting travel notes from the library, and said that he would satisfy Cang Ting's hunger.

"School Pang," Wei Ke walked towards him, still looking like a kind old man, he took the books from Pang Miao and took a look, "Young Supervisor Qiu got excited and said that the last few row Take out your books and dry them in the sun."

"Okay, I'll get it." Pang Miao turned his head, waved at Cang Ting, who was making a face, and walked briskly into the library.Rows of shelves were almost empty, making the room look much brighter. A curtain close to the back row of bookshelves was hanging down for some reason. As the wind swayed gently, he muttered and walked forward quickly. As soon as the curtain was lifted—

He didn't see what it was, but it covered the sky and blocked his sight, and then he felt a sharp throbbing pain on his forehead, his eyes darkened, his feet seemed to be empty, and he fell into a bottomless abyss.

After a cup of tea, Cang Ting ran into the library with a plate of cakes in his hands, and the nanny called nervously behind him, "His Royal Highness, slow down."

"Huh?" Cang Ting looked around, the emptied bookshelves made it possible to see the entire room, but there was no one, "Where is anyone?"

He wandered around the courtyard, then went to the large open space where the books were hung to ask people, and found out that Pang Xiaoshu was in the library, but he still couldn't see anyone.He trotted into the house, and didn't stop until he was almost in front of another wall, looking left and right. Could it be that he was playing peek-a-boo with him?

Cang Ting scratched his cheek in confusion, and then he saw a figure on the ground, excitedly shouting "School Pang" and looked up, but it was Qiu Shaojian who was smiling amiably.

"Is Your Highness looking for Pang Xiaoshu?" Qiu Shaojian asked respectfully.

Cang Ting nodded.

Qiu Shaojian said: "Pang Xiaoshu has some family affairs temporarily, and I just went back with Wei Chen on leave."

"Oh..." Cang Ting lowered his head in disappointment, at this moment he saw a few drops of blood slowly falling from the corner of the bookshelf on his left.He was startled, and rushed forward to see that the seven or eight-year-old child had already known that bleeding was an injury, or even death.

Seeing the frightened expression of the eldest prince, Young Supervisor Qiu awkwardly raised his hand holding the handkerchief, "I was too excited to carry the books, and accidentally cut a hole on the edge with my palm, Your Highness, don't be afraid. "He took out a new veil and wiped off the blood in front of the First Prince.

Cang Ting glanced at Qiu Shaojian's hands, nodded, and left.

The continuous rolling sound of the wheels, mixed with the coachman's yelling to drive the car, and the discomfort in the bumps, Pang Miao groaned, and gradually woke up from the drowsiness. He knew that he had opened his eyes, but there was still a deep pain in front of him. black.

He was startled, and wanted to raise his hand to touch his eyes, but found that his hands and feet were tightly bound. He rolled and twisted a few times, but what he got was that his head began to throb again, as if someone had taken a whip. Slapping him on the head, he gritted his teeth and endured, recalling that he was in the Imperial City Office before, and then...

The head hurt even more, Pang Miao curled up, and a thin layer of sweat soon appeared on his forehead.

Everyone who should go out has gone out, who else is in the imperial city...

The more he wanted to analyze, the more painful his head became. He wanted to yell out a few times to vent, but his mouth was blocked.

In vain, Pang Miao simply relaxed, gradually adapting and enduring the headache, listening to the chaotic wheels and horseshoes, it seemed that there was more than one carriage on the road.

The air was getting hotter and hotter. After running for an unknown amount of time, the carriage finally stopped. When the curtain was lifted, a gust of cool wind blew with the fragrance of grass and trees that can only be found in mountains and green forests. Only then did Pang Miao be sure that he was taken away. After leaving the imperial capital, someone came and untied the cloth strip on his mouth, and he hurriedly asked, "Who are you? What's your purpose?"

The man did not speak, pulled Pang Miao to sit, picked up a large pancake and handed it to his mouth.

Pang Miao dodged for a while, but this slight movement made his head hurt even more. He gasped, and the dizzy feeling almost made him unsteady.

Hitting someone on the head is really shameless.

"Eat." Someone outside the carriage spoke, and Pang Miao listened carefully, it was a voice he had never heard before, "We won't do anything to you except that we have to tie you up like this. Sorry. Please stay in the carriage obediently. If you try to escape halfway, or do anything else, don’t blame us for being ruthless.”

Just as Pang Miao opened his mouth to ask, the delicious pancake blocked his mouth, his hands were tied behind the back, and he couldn't even throw the pancake out.

"Don't ask a word, we won't answer you anything."

Pang Miao had no choice but to let the person beside him feed him bread and water, thinking about waiting for an opportunity to escape when he had more information.

They are so intimidating, he won't run away?joke.

The headache made Pang Miao lose his appetite to eat, and the carriage quickly started moving again, and he drove away all the way.