After offending all the princes

Liangzhou.

Feather-like snowflakes fell one after another, the color of the snow was boundless, and the boundary between the sky and the earth was not very clear.It has been snowing heavily for more than three days, and the snowfall is slowing down. Two rows of black-armored soldiers stepped out of King Yan's mansion. The team of hundreds of people was quiet and solemn, and they moved quickly. These are the personal guards of King Yan.

The north wind whistled across the street, rolled up the snow on the ground, and sprinkled it on everyone's bodies. White hot air came out from the mouth and nose, and then dissipated in a blink of an eye.

The leader rode a horse as tall as a man, holding the rein in one hand and the whip in the other. The black cloak was constantly raised as he walked, and the snow-white particles slid down the smooth fur, silently.

A long cry pierced the silent sky, the goshawk hovered over the palace for a moment, then swooped down, Xie Chun raised his hand, and the goshawk landed firmly on his arm.

He untied the bamboo tube from the eagle's claws, took out the rolled paper inside, and with a slight movement of his fingertips, the rolled paper was unfolded, and he saw four words written on the crumpled piece of paper: Ziwei Xingmoving.

The messy handwriting showed that he was in a hurry, Xie Chun frowned, something happened to the emperor?Naahe...

Xie Chun held the reins and was about to turn the direction. The crotch/lower horse was stamping its hooves on the spot to express its dissatisfaction. The horse was black with no trace of hair, only its four hooves were white, like dark clouds riding on snow. It was a BMW that Xie Chun got two years ago. , extremely human.

It has been imprisoned in the mansion for more than three days, and today it is finally able to go out, and it is naturally reluctant to go back before running away.

Xie Chun patted its neck and called out, "Black Chess."

Only then did it let out a sigh of relief and turned around reluctantly.

Today's trip is for Qingxue, whether he is present or not is not a big problem, Zhao Cheng led the people to continue on the way, Xie Chun went straight into the study when he returned home.

The border is bitter and cold. Even the Yanwang Mansion is built grandly and comfortably, without carved beams and painted buildings, and without twists and turns. The painting looks a bit delicate.

The person in the painting is a rare beauty just by looking at his back.

There are so many beauties in the Mu family, no matter male or female, all of them have a good skin, the current imperial concubine is a member of the Mu family.

Xuanhe is eighteen this year, his mother is the sister of a noble concubine, and looks like his mother, presumably she is even more beautiful than when she was young.

King Yan left the mansion for a while and then turned back. Naturally, someone went to inform the military adviser. Kong Ming rushed to the study shaking his feather fan, and found that the prince was looking at the painting again.

He was about to salute and remind Xie Chun, but Xie Chun raised his head from the painting and motioned him to look at the piece of paper under the pen mountain.

Kong Ming looked at the idle paperweight and shook his head, twisted up the paper and glanced at it, his expression became serious.

"What does your lord mean?"

"If this king returns to the capital... Zishan thinks, is it feasible?"

Kong Ming pondered for a moment: "My lord is fledgling at the moment, the capital is not comparable to Liangzhou, and there are many forces intertwined, not to mention the current situation is unclear, it is not wise to return to Beijing at this time."

Xie Chun turned the tiger bone finger in his hand. He was in Liangzhou for six years. From the beginning, no one favored him until now everyone respected him as the king of Yan. Once he returned to Beijing, the prince alone would have five princes on his head. , Going back now is really not a wise move.

But he still shook his head and said: "I can protect myself wisely in Liangzhou, but Ah He has nowhere to hide when he loses his support."

Kong Ming was speechless, they all knew that the prince had a younger brother who was always on his mind, and from time to time he had to collect some rare gadgets for preparation, and even the name of black chess had something to do with him.

Although the prince never said who it was, after so many years, they could guess that this younger brother was probably the noble son who was well-known in the capital, Shen Xuanhe who was not the prince but was named the county king.

Shen Xuanhe didn't know that there were still people thinking about him thousands of miles away. The emperor had been in a coma for many days and hadn't woken up for a long time.

Unlike the other princes, neither the Shen family nor the Mu family can be relied upon. His only reliance is the emperor. To a certain extent, his situation represents the emperor's situation. Most people naturally wait and see his attitude without getting definite information. .

A real stickler would not make a move so quickly, most of the people who come to try are some low-level things, try to use some low-level methods.

Here two poppiers in front of the Zhaixing Building said that they had eaten a bad stomach, and a few tailors gathered outside the gate of Jinxiufang said that the fabric was short, and when they arrived at the Yunxiang Pavilion, they changed the routine of changing the soup and not the medicine. Good second charge...

Xuanhe didn't even need to come forward for these matters. After discussing with several big shopkeepers, the matter was settled, but the business was somewhat affected.

Xuanhe despises the money, if it is less now, he will get it back with interest in the future.But at this moment, everyone was watching him, and he couldn't take a step back. Once he showed his timidity, those people would only become more rampant.

In the past two years, he has almost monopolized the business. Everything is good with the back of the big tree. Now that the wind is blowing and the shadow of the tree is shaking, someone wants to take a share.

It's like the wolves that gather when they smell the blood of a tiger. When the tiger is strong, everything is fine. Once they are injured and bleed, they will pounce on them to share the food.

The person sent to pick up Mr. Qiu has not sent any news back for two days. Yesterday Xuanhe dreamed that the old doctor died on the carriage, his eyes widened and he asked him why he wanted to kill him.

Xuanhe woke up worried and sent out fifty personal guards.

According to the system, there can be up to 200 personal guards for the county prince, and [-] for the prince, but that was in wartime, and now the world is at peace. If there is no emperor's permission, the number of personal guards in the county prince's mansion is [-].

In the peaceful years, there were not many bandits who became famous, and a quarter of the personal guards of his palace could be placed anywhere. Besides, in order to hide, even if someone wanted to intercept and kill halfway, he would not send too many people.

After waiting for another two days, at dusk this evening, the personal guards of the palace finally returned after protecting Mr. Qiu, and Xuan He heaved a sigh of relief.

Lin An took the people who came back to plead guilty. He ordered all the people and sent them out, but there was an accident on the way. If the master hadn't sent another fifty personal guards, Mr. Qiu might be in danger at this time.

They encountered two attacks along the way, the first time there were only six people, Lin An sent enough people to deal with it, and the second time 14 people came, none of them should be underestimated.

Xuan He sat at the head of the hall and listened to the reports from the audience. The speaker had bandages on his arms and gritted his teeth: "The second wave of people didn't cover their whereabouts when they came, and they killed them as soon as they came up. We killed three brothers... Fortunately The lord knows things like a god and sent his personal guards to meet him."

His wounds had been treated, but there was still a strong smell of blood on his body. Xuanhe was not used to smelling it, so he didn't show it. He only asked Lin Anhao to settle them down, and called his personal guards. It was the deputy commander, Qian Yi, who led them out.

He spoke more professionally: "Weapons and corpses have no special markings, and nothing can be seen. When I wait, they will not retreat, but become more fierce, like dead soldiers raised by aristocratic families."

"Did you bring the body back?"

"The subordinates were worried that there would be an ambush on the road, so they didn't dare to disperse the brothers. It was inconvenient to travel and only brought back two."

Xuanhe nodded: "Take the personal evidence and evidence, and report to Shuntian Mansion with the king tomorrow."

The water in Beijing is muddy enough, so let's make it a little more chaotic, just to let those who tempt him see his attitude.

Lord Chen of Shuntian Mansion heard early in the morning that King Baojun was beating drums outside to appeal for grievances, and his head grew big. What did this ancestor do here?

Mr. Chen just took office this year. It is said that when his predecessor, Mr. Wang, resigned, he congratulated him a lot, because when the Prince of Baojun just came out of the palace, he had to suppress people to report the case in order to deal with the dandyism in Beijing.

Lord Wang is miserable, Shen Xuan and himself are the biggest dudes, but they don't allow others to do evil and bully the weak. He is naturally fearless with His Majesty's protection, but it is not Lord Wang who can be blamed for being suppressed by him.

Poor Mr. Wang is a naughty person, but after being tortured by him for a year, he happily went to Yushitai to take up his post.

The evil young man in Beijing was also afraid of this devil king, and he restrained his actions a lot. Master Chen felt a lot easier when he took over Shuntian Mansion, but it didn't mean he welcomed Shen Xuanhe.

Mr. Chen came out to greet him personally, and saluted Xuanhe, Xuanhe bowed his hands to him very politely: "I'm bothering Mr. Wang."

Master Chen hurriedly said that he didn't dare.

Xuan He came here in casual clothes today, and the red-bottomed robe embroidered with gold patterns covered his body, which further accentuated his red lips and white teeth. He was so flamboyant that people dare not look directly at him.

The number one beauty in Dayong is naturally Concubine Mu, while the number one beauty in the capital is Xuanhe. After all, the concubine has been in the deep palace all year round, and not many people have seen her. Xuanhe is different. Those who have passed him are few.

He is so graceful and graceful that people will never forget him.

Dayong's folk customs are open, and many girls have secretly promised him, threatening not to marry unless he is the only one. There are also many men who admire him, but Xuanhe has always kept himself clean, and never touches flowers or leaves.

In order to show integrity, Dayong's law clearly stipulates that if there are no special circumstances in the government's hearing of the case, the people are allowed to watch the case. Mr. Chen consulted Xuanhe's intentions. If he is not willing, it is a special situation, and it is justified when it is handed over to the Ministry of Punishment for review. .

Xuanhe said it's okay: "It's only a hundred miles away from the capital, and at the feet of the emperor, there are people who do such evil things, Mr. Wang..."

Master Chen finally couldn't help but correct him: "The humble surname is Chen."

Xuan He paused, and continued without changing his face: "I also hope that Mr. Chen will enforce the law impartially and act according to the law."

Mr. Chen only thought that he had kidnapped another dude, so he agreed naturally, but he didn't want to ask someone to bring up two corpses as soon as he was seated in the hall to declare peace.

At this time, word of mouth spread, many people gathered outside the hall, including a girl with a veil.

Xuan He looked outside the hall and whispered softly: "Girls, come back quickly, don't dirty your eyes."

His gentle dissuasion caused a commotion, as it was a matter of human life, and after Xuanhe persuaded, these girls who had not left the cabinet almost dispersed, and then he returned his attention to the hall, signaling that the autopsy could begin.

Mr. Chen did not pronounce the sentence in court. He said solemnly that there were not enough clues and needed to investigate. Xuanhe didn't expect him to find out anything, so he left and returned home immediately.

Qiu Lao was still resting after being frightened on the road, Xuan He thought about his age and went into the palace alone.

The Palace of Mental Cultivation still couldn't enter, so he went to the harem.

The noble concubine was favored but never publicized. Now that the emperor was in a coma, she didn't want to make trouble, and she rarely stepped out of the palace gate, and she only went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation only twice at the beginning.

She is not the only one in the harem, and there is also the Empress Dowager Zhou in the Ningshou Palace. Compared with Xuanhe, her situation is more difficult.

Fortunately, the gold seal is in the hands of the noble concubine, so the queen mother can only ask her concubines to go to Ningshou Palace to copy scriptures and worship Buddha on the grounds of praying for her majesty.

When Xuanhe arrived, the imperial concubine had just returned from Ningshou Palace. At this time, she took off her makeup and hair, and the maid was laying hands on her.

When she saw Xuanhe, she waved back the servants, smiled and called Xuanhe to her side, supported his shoulder to look at him, and then came to a conclusion: "I lost weight."

She is nearly forty years old, but her skin is as smooth as a twenty-eight girl, but now there is a hint of sadness between her brows, which makes people want to relieve her worries after seeing it.

"I've wronged you these days, when His Majesty wakes up..." She stroked Xuan He's hair on the sideburns, and didn't say any more.

Xuan He smiled, and gently rubbed her cheek against her hand: "Who made the beauty frown?" Without waiting for the imperial concubine's response, he said again: "I have invited a doctor back, Your Majesty will wake up soon."

"grown up."

His Majesty once said that when a noble concubine smiles, the world will be colorless. Rao Xuanhe was fascinated by seeing big things since he was a child.

It took him a while to come back to his senses, and he whispered: "Now that Daddy is away, I will protect you."

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