Wei Yangmou

Liu Che opened the curtain of the car, and the person sitting inside was very familiar. It was Deng Wuwei whom he ordered people to look for secretly. After changing into coarse linen clothes, he was still the chief internal officer. Embarrassed, he cupped his hands neither humble nor overbearing.

"This old slave has met His Royal Highness King Jiaodong."

Liu Che glanced in his carriage, Deng Wuwei covered his mouth and coughed, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, you don't need to look for him anymore, that person is not in my hands."

Liu Che looked at him: "Why are you here?"

"One is to inform His Highness, and the other is to ask His Highness's quasi-old slave to guard the imperial mausoleum for His Majesty."

Liu Che was silent for a moment, his eyes fell on him, his gaze fell on him like a thorn, and he looked at him carefully for a long time before slowly saying: "Tell me and listen."

Deng Wuwei seemed to be smiling, he was probably sick, this smile caused a series of coughing, which did not stop for a long time, his body that had been thinned in just one month, could still be coughed up even through heavy clothes Looked skinny.

As soon as the cough sounded, he bowed his whole body, shaking violently like a dying shrimp.

Liu Che quietly waited for him to finish coughing, took out the teapot from the drawer inside the carriage, poured a glass of water, threw a pill into it in front of Deng Wuwei, and handed it to him.

Deng Wuwei glanced at him, shook his head helplessly, took it and drank it down, and said with some regret: "If His Highness hadn't been ill at the wrong time, the world would be in such a mess now."

In his previous life, he was crowned prince at the age of seven, and ascended the throne at the age of 16. If Liu Rong Xianyu hadn't turned around due to a serious illness, it would be the same in this life.

So that illness came at the right time...

However, these are just personal enmities. If there is something wrong, it is just the two of them, and there is no need to investigate any more. Anyway, it is already a dead end.

Seeing that he didn't say a word, Deng Wuwei was quite surprised, but he soon laughed in relief: "Your Highness, you are indeed extraordinary, but your vision is much wider than this old slave."

Liu Che just glanced at him inexplicably, turned around and got out of the car, and waved at the soldiers in the city: "Open the city gate..."

Liu Cheng and Liu Fei were all in shock, but the generals guarding the city did not hesitate at all, and soon opened the city gate wide, and welcomed the hundreds of people into the city.

Liu Fei sighed: "It's really a big heart, so many people..."

However, Liu Che was not so big-hearted. Hundreds of soldiers were temporarily guarded in the barracks, except for the leader, a young man surnamed Deng, who followed Deng Wuwei and drove the cart for him.

The carriage drove all the way to the palace and stopped in the meeting hall. The young man leaned in and hugged Deng Wuwei. Only then did Liu Che see that both of Deng Wuwei's legs had been chopped off. There were still bright red blood stains on the mattress.

Sensing Liu Che's gaze, Deng Wuwei smiled kindly: "If it weren't for the fact that there were no arrest warrants posted in Jiaodong, I'm afraid that this old slave would not be able to see His Highness alive."

"Is it Liu Rong?"

Deng Wuwei's smile was a little more helpless: "Your Highness always speaks to the point."

Liu Che waved away the waiters, leaving only Liu Cheng and Liu Fei who were watching the fun, and Liu Meng who was staring at the young man covetously.

"This old slave knows that the two Highnesses are safe and sound."

When Deng Wuwei saw Liu Fei and Liu Fei, his expression was a little excited, and he actually moved forward on the seat with the strength of his hands. The young man was startled, and quickly held him down, complaining: "Don't you mess around."

Deng Wuwei clapped his hands, bowed to Liu Fei and the two, and introduced: "This is my useless adopted son, Zhao Puonu."

Zhao Puonu's face turned ugly: "Everyone said my surname is Deng."

Deng Wuwei turned a deaf ear to his words, his expression was still calm, he looked at Liu Fei and Liu Fei a few more times, and asked, "How is King Zhao?"

Liu Fei sneered, Liu Cheng shook his head, his face was not good-looking: "About some other day, we can meet on the battlefield."

Deng Wuwei looked surprised, Liu Pengzu was not a man capable of fighting, but looking at it now, he probably betrayed his brother and was hated by these two people.

However, as long as he didn't die, Deng Wuwei breathed a sigh of relief, and murmured: "It's better if he doesn't die, it's better if he doesn't die, so I can explain to the late emperor under such an old slave."

When Liu Qi was mentioned, everyone was silent, Liu Cheng was the first to be unable to hold back, and asked: "The death of my father is related to that little Liu Rong!"

Deng Wuwei didn't say anything, but Liu Fei was already surprised: "Where did you say that, Brother Wang?!"

Liu Cheng glanced at Liu Che, and hummed: "Of course I only dare to say it when I know it. Brother Wang, you don't have to believe it. Just think that he is a Mingjun."

Liu Fei was choked by him and was speechless, but this was not the time to care, so he followed Liu Cheng to see Deng Wuwei, hoping that Deng Wuwei would deny Liu Cheng's words.

However, the other party just sighed, and the already old face suddenly became a bit more vicissitudes and sorrow.

"Impossible, if you knew, how could Liu Rong let you go!"

Deng Wuwei glanced at his legs indifferently, and did not defend himself, but said flatly: "Your Highness said so."

"All right……"

Liu Che interrupted Liu Fei's hesitation to speak, and his gaze swept over Zhao Ponu's face, feeling very strange.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Puonu in this life turned out to be such a handsome young man without a beard, no wonder he couldn't recognize him for a while.

However, this little general did not end well in his previous life. He was implicated in the misfortune of the nine clans. It is not known when he met his relatives. He is obviously still alone at this time.

It seems that he doesn't even want to recognize his surname, as if he is not close to his family.

It's just that he will probably have a better life in this life, because he won't have a prince, won't have a harem, and naturally won't suffer from witchcraft.

"It's better to hear what news Mr. Deng has in hand first, it's worth traveling so far to report the news."

"This is about Queen Han. Does His Highness need to retreat?"

Liu Che raised his eyebrows: "Han Yan and I have nothing to say to others, just say it."

He is such a bachelor, it seems that Deng Wuwei is petty, but his good intentions were let down, but he was not angry, he just coughed twice, Zhao Puonu hurriedly offered him hot tea, and took out the pills from his bosom Come, be with him, and let him eat it.

"The cough is getting worse, and I can't take this medicine all the time. I still need to find a doctor to take care of it."

Zhao Puonu followed him along the back, once and for all, there was no trace of impatience on his face, he looked like a good boy.

Deng Wuwei waved his hand, indicating that he was fine and he could stop.

The three of Liu Che waited patiently for them, only Liu Meng was impatient and walked around the corner a few times anxiously, but he didn't dare to speak, for fear of frightening the weak looking old eunuch.

"The old slave has two pieces of news. One is that Tian Fu proposed to the new emperor to take Princess Pingyang to Jiaodong as a hostage to force His Highness."

Liu Che stood up from behind the table with a "huh" and looked at Deng Wuwei with cold eyes. Deng Wuwei was unmoved, but just lowered his head and coughed twice. Zhao Puonu quickly handed him the handkerchief, and soon he Just vomited a mouthful of blood.

After Liu Che collected himself, his mood calmed down a little, and Deng Wuwei's cough gradually stopped, and he put the blood-stained handkerchief into his clothes.

He smiled weakly and said: "Your Highness, there is no need to worry. The Pingyang Marquis Mansion is not a decoration, and the foundation of the new emperor is not stable. I am afraid that he will not dare to do it lightly."

"What about the second one? What does it have to do with Han Yan?"

Deng Wuwei was so weak that he almost passed out, and his voice became blurred, but Liu Che could still hear him very clearly.

"There are no secrets in the affairs of the court. Han Ying is afraid that the new emperor will intimidate and lure Queen Han, so he has already written a letter to ask for permission, saying that Han Yan is a person who corrupts the family tradition, violates human relations, disobeys the father's order, and disrespects the elders." , is really not worthy of the name of the Han family, and has been expelled from the house."

Liu Che strode down from the top, squinted his eyes and stared at Deng Wuwei, and said word by word: "You are lying!"

Deng Wuwei was oppressed by his unrelenting momentum and spit out two more mouthfuls of blood. Zhao Puonu bit the bullet and inserted himself between the two, stammering his explanation: "It's true, foster father didn't lie to you, Jiaodong is now Locked down, haven't heard of it yet, but it's all over the place."

When Han Yan was young, he was the top noble son in Chang'an, and later married unexpectedly, and now he is besieged in Jiaodong. As soon as the family's words were released, they were spread.

Liu Che was stunned, and the pity for Han Yan in his heart was almost solidified. That person valued his parents and brothers so much. If he heard such news, he would feel so painful and blame himself...

It's a pity that even if Liu Che can keep this news out of Jiaodong, they can't stay in Jiaodong forever.

"Let's go down and rest first." Liu Che pointed to Deng Wuwei's leg, sighed secretly in his heart, never glanced to the side, and his voice sounded very cold, "Let the doctor see it."

Liu Cheng stared around and looked around, but he didn't see anyone there. When he looked back, he found that two men wearing the same clothes had appeared beside Deng Wuwei.

At this time, he was lifting the person up and walking outside without saying a word, Zhao Puonu called out: "Be careful, be careful, don't touch your legs!"

Hastily followed out.

Liu Cheng opened his mouth: "Brother Wang, where did you recruit these people and how long have you practiced?"

Liu Che glanced at him with a smile: "If you want, I'll give you two."

Liu Cheng's eyes lit up: "Really?!"

Liu Fei scolded: "Nonsense, Jiaodong is employing people, so don't make trouble."

"I have always been generous to my own people." After Liu Che finished speaking, he took out two wooden plaques from the case and threw them to Liu Cheng: "Just go and get people."

Liu Cheng couldn't wait to go out, but it was only when he got out that he suddenly realized - where is he going to lead people...