Haomai Xiansheng

Chen Liang neither went to find Fang Diji nor tried to kill the prime minister.He disappeared into the crowd, like an ordinary stranger, disappearing into the crowd.

It was getting late at night, and the prime minister ordered people to set up camp here, light a fire, feed the horses and cook, and set up camp tomorrow morning.Secretly dispatched ten teams of 20 people to pursue Zhang Hua and Fang Diji.

He put on a sura robe, a Mr. Wensheng scarf on his head, and a pair of buckskin boots, and sat quietly on the golden chair in the treasure tent of the Chinese army.

Although he is over middle-aged, he is still handsome and handsome, with a kind of clear spirit that young people don't have.His hair is black like ink, his eyebrows are like distant mountains and his eyes are like autumn water, his nose is straight, and his lips are bright red.The face is as white as jade and delicate as mutton fat, and the demeanor is elegant and coquettish. The cloud-like Sura wraps a tall and thin noble body.

Although Fang Diji is a well-known heroine in the court and the public, her heroic heroism is admirable, but compared with him, she appears to be vulgar in appearance, vulgar and reckless, and frivolous in behavior.She is just a heroic figure in the mortal world, but he has a noble and noble posture like a fairy. No matter when and where, he seems to be untouched by the dust, always quiet and arrogant.

But people can't be judged by appearances, although Fang Diji was born recklessly, with average appearance, and her happiness and anger were all written on her face, she never killed anyone who was kind to her, let alone stabbed a knife into the stomach of someone who trusted her.

On the contrary, she can go all out for a good brother, a good comrade who can sacrifice her life on the battlefield, and a good friend who entrusts his wife and son in life.

Fang Diji's achievements today are not only due to her mind, but also because of her personality.She is a person who values ​​friendship, loyalty and integrity.In the eyes of his companions in the green forest and soldiers on the killing field, the prime minister looked like an ethereal fairy, while she was the leader with flesh and blood and loyalty.Compared with the prime minister's suspicion, she trusts others more, and is more willing to let others know her trust.No matter who talks to her, they feel that they are watched and respected, and no matter who is under her for a certain life, they will think that they are deeply trusted and will not be wronged or suspected.In Fang Diji's hands, whether it is a team of more than a dozen people or soldiers of the three armies, there has never been uneven rewards and punishments, and there has never been any filth. Will haggle over everything.

When she raises horses, she can make the horses fat and strong; when she brews wine, she can make the wine mellow and delicious; when she robs, she also leaves some money for living; don't kill.

Fang Diji doesn't like killing people, doesn't like money, and she's not a person who chases fame and wealth or indulges in pleasure.She likes to make friends and cares about the emotions between people.

"Report!!! The gold medal has arrived." Someone outside the tent shouted, awakening the prime minister who was in deep thought.

"Come in." The Prime Minister held a green neon dress in his even and slender hands, and looked at the neon dress quietly with a pair of beautiful eyes that were neither sad nor happy, with a calm and peaceful expression.After the person came in, he said calmly: "The emperor issued another gold medal?"

"Return to the prime minister, yes." The man dressed up clasped his fists together: "The emperor urgently invites you to lead the troops back to Beijing."

The prime minister was still looking at the green neon dress carefully, and suddenly took it to his nose and gently sniffed the blood-stained tear on the neon dress.He secretly said in his heart: "What a lady, you secretly communicated with the emperor about the song. You two control the emperor and secretly control the court. It doesn't matter, but you, you"

General Pi saw that he was silent, so he could only urge him: "Prime Minister, what should I do in the end?"

The prime minister calmly wiped the dark red blood stains on the neon clothes, Ruyu had a faint smile on his face, raised his head, and gave him a very trustworthy and comfortable smile: "I write the memorial, you guys Do not care."

A majestic and angry voice came from outside the tent, "Are you writing a memorial? I don't care?" The curtains were lifted, and a figure stood there with a majestic and mysterious demeanor. A bonfire was burning not far behind him, making his face difficult. see clearly.The prime minister squinted his eyes, and saw this middle-aged man wearing a sky-high crown and a black robe of five colors of sun, moon, mountains and rivers standing at the door without anger and prestige. Dazzling eyes, moderate stature.

The prime minister gently put down the green neon clothes, turned around the desk lightly, and bowed down: "The minister Fang Luo pays homage to my lord."

The emperor didn't care about the distinction between monarch and minister, so he walked like a dragon and a tiger, grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up: "Do you dare to kill the emperor concubine?"

The prime minister remained calm and calm as always, and said calmly, "Your minister reports the truth. The person who hurt my wife is not my minister, but her mothfly. The thief Chen Liang and others kidnapped my wife with the intention of treason and defection to the enemy. I am chasing the thief and saving my wife. It is not the murder of the wife as the thief said."

The emperor let go of his hand, and said in a calm and majestic voice that made people tremble with fear: "What is the proof?"

"The love between the minister and the wife is evidence." The prime minister looked at the emperor calmly, his eyelashes did not tremble, his bright eyes were full of calmness and firmness, and the voice from his thin lips was light and sincere: "The thief strokes and loots." After the treasure house of the prime minister's house, he changed his appearance and changed his appearance, Chen Liang and others showed their true colors to others, but my wife was pretended by others."

"Heh." The emperor snorted coldly, his unfathomable black eyes filled with pain and anger: "My prime minister, my prime minister, you don't know what is the biggest flaw in what you said. Di Ji's identity can only be revealed to you before you die... Everything I know is sent by my spies. Prime Minister, you don't know how to contact my spies, and Di Ji's adopted son doesn't know either. Only she and the spies know."

The prime minister's face, which was usually as calm as water, suddenly showed a trace of panic: "The lady trained spies for the emperor?"

"This is my business." Sitting on the golden chair, the emperor looked at the layout of the Chinese army's tent and questioned, "You have a lot of private soldiers. Is it safe for me here?"

"The emperor is the master of the world, ministers, dare not offend."

"Prime Minister Fang Luo, you can know the laws of our country. If you have domesticated more than 200 servants in a mansion, you are guilty. If you domesticate more than 500 servants, the stick master will be fined 30 taels or 2000 taels of silver. Military generals and princes will raise their own soldiers according to their duties. You, more than three thousand people, have clear laws and regulations, are you not a hero in the green forest?"

"The minister is guilty." Although it was an apology, but in the mouth of the prime minister, he always behaved like that.The emperor strictly abided by the law, and was a little bloodthirsty to corrupt officials. He was very majestic and terrifying, but the prime minister never showed a trace of panic when facing his thunderous anger.He said lightly: "These people are soldiers of my wife."

"That's right, the Diji has [-] soldiers, which I authorized. I have not allowed you to incite soldiers to murder the Diji in the name of avenging the Diji and chasing down the false Diji. The spies that the Diji trained for you in private, I I know, it can be used to thoroughly investigate corrupt officials, local tyrants and evil gentry. I have never allowed you to use spies to poison the soldiers of Chen Liang, the son of General Chen, and Wang Gan, the son of Wang Yishi." The emperor lowered his eyes to hide his tears, and said lightly : "After Zhongliang, the son of Jielie, you can't help but frame him."

The emperor looked familiar with that green neon dress, and when he picked it up, it turned out to be a palace dress.He thought about it carefully, it seemed that the last time Di Ji came to the palace to pay her respects to the Empress Dowager, she kowtowed to herself outside the imperial study, and she was wearing this dress.He looked at the prime minister calmly, picked up Nishang's shoulders, but at this moment he saw the one-inch-wide blood-stained tear, which was obviously a knife edge. "Prime Minister, if the Empress Dowager is alive, you will be exiled to Jingchu. If the Empress Dowager is dead, I will allow you to beg for the bones, and I will send a special Shouwang to oversee the construction of a tomb and ancestral hall for you, and choose a good day and auspicious day for burial."

Prime Minister Fang Luo suddenly raised his head, his jade face was full of disbelief.

The emperor took out a dirty cloth bag from his sleeve, opened the cloth bag, and inside was an arrow that had been broken in half, and he threw the broken arrow in front of the prime minister.

Fang Luo has a long body and stands tall, with frivolous sleeves and flirty hair.He was originally a man with unparalleled looks, but at this moment his brows were slightly frowned, not to mention that a woman saw him, and even a man would feel sorry for him with so many worries: "Just because she is the sister of Wei Guogong, she not only doesn't care about her humble background, but also has a good reputation." Feng Diji, now that he hurts the emperor, he wants his ministers to die? Foreign relatives are really hard to provoke. Ministers dare not take credit for pride, but foreign relatives can use their beauty to exercise power."

The emperor was furious: "Emperor Concubine has made great contributions to the country, she has been kind to me, and she has also been kind to you! If it weren't for her help, you wouldn't be the prime minister. Speaking of background, Fang Diji has been reckless for generations, but Fang Luo is an orphan." .”

"The emperor has always wanted to give the position of prime minister to Wei Guogong! Wei Guogong pampers his pets with sex, and controls Yushitai..."

The emperor jumped up against the case and said angrily: "Only by appearance, you are a hundred times better than the Duke of Wei. I have never thought about you at all. The Prime Minister knows why I trust Duke Wei and his sister? Duke Wei is upright and upright. Fang, righteousness surpasses Zhuanzhu, without Wei Guogong’s sister and brother, I would not be where I am today. I got Wei Guogong, just like Liu Xuande got Zhuge Kongming. It’s because of my bad intentions that I can’t help it, but Wei Guogong didn’t let me become Han Wuhan mourning. Talking about government affairs. I was born with relatives, clans, and kings. If it weren't for Wei Guogong and Fang Diji, I,,,, "The emperor suddenly choked up, and slowly sat back.

The prime minister suddenly walked to the door of the tent, and the moonlight lightly hit his face, making his temperament more noble and pure, like a jade man.He thought of the time more than ten years ago, the difficult and dangerous time at that time, and the time when they went out early and returned late but brought each other snacks.At that time, Fang Luo used his face, literary style, and martial arts courage to convince the civil and military officials who were not too firm among the three parties to be loyal to the emperor, and he found out the relatives, grievances, likes and dislikes, the tendencies of the clans, and the ranks of the kings. To the emperor's heart.At that time, Fang Diji disappeared frequently, often not returning for several days, and no one knew what she had done.

"I heard that there is a mysterious and unpredictable inner guard commander in the palace who never shows his true face. Is it Fang Diji?"

"No." The emperor sighed deeply, and said sadly: "That is an old chivalrous man who has been favored by Fang Diji. She once dispersed her family property for me, recruited people in the martial arts to serve as internal guards, and settled them at her own expense. Fang Luo, you don’t know what she has done, rectifying the harem, recruiting warriors, training bodyguards, cultivating cronies, spreading secret agents, and visiting the sixth department of the ninth rank. Capture sixteen cities and kill countless enemies."

Fang Luo said lightly: "Why does the emperor trust her?"

"Why don't I trust her? She is trustworthy, and Wei Guogong is also trustworthy and reliable. Her siblings have worked hard for me and the country, why should I not trust them?" The emperor said in a deep voice: "Emperor Ji Fang, Prime Minister Fang Luo , Wei Guogong Fang Niu, the three parties occupy the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Civil Affairs, and the Yushitai. I know what you have done, and I also know your character. I believe in you, and I also believe in the emperor. If the emperor kills you, I will do it for me The virtuous prime minister takes revenge, if you kill Di Ji, I will also avenge her. Otherwise, I will not only feel sorry for my conscience, but also the people of the world, and the sixteen border cities."

Fang Luo bowed his head and remained silent.

The emperor asked: "Is Diji still alive?"

"I don't know. Since she can send a message to the emperor"

The emperor interrupted him: "Diji was alive then, is she still alive now?"

Fang fell silent.

The emperor stood up, strode away with green neon clothes, and left a sentence when passing him: "Fang Luo, you really have the heart of a tiger and wolf, and you can't be treated kindly."

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Inside the carriage, a masked man in black quietly approached the poor monk, and held out his hand, holding a sharp knife.

Outside the carriage, Zhang Hua's mad sword was shining like a silver flower, completely disregarding any tricks and moves, no matter the decent swordsmanship or the cheap moves, he only wanted to take people's lives.More than a dozen people surrounded her, and four of them wielded a five-hook iron chain and fought him from a distance.More than ten kilograms of iron chain, three meters long, with a barbed iron hook at the top, if it gets caught on the clothes, it will be captured immediately.

Zhang Hua twisted his body violently to avoid a chain, his cheeks puffed up, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out towards the eyes of the chain man.The man covered his eyes and fell to the ground crying, and was immediately dragged away for treatment by his companions who covered their mouths.

This is nothing unusual, it is Fang Diji's blood, he sucked it from Fang Diji's wound along the way, in order to avoid revealing his whereabouts, he did not throw it away, but kept it in a water bag close to his body.

Zhang Hua took advantage of the slight erratic kung fu of the other three people, swiped the tip of his sword, hooked the iron cables of two of them together, jumped onto the tight and straightened iron cables, and the tip of the sword cut off the other person like a poisonous snake. throat.Flicking to the ground and turning around again, the tip of the sword wiped off the necks of the two who were grabbing back the iron chain together.

The poor monk closed his eyes, smacked his lips, and snored incessantly.The moment the man in black raised his sharp knife and was about to drop it, a short knife, short enough to penetrate the dantian, pierced the man in black's dantian.

The poor monk opened his eyes and squeezed them.