In the morning of this morning, several censors wrote letters to impeach the forty-year-old Ying Feng to control the government.

Middle-aged Ying Feng threw the bamboo slips of the memorial to several people, "I can't stand me? Then you will resign and return home."

Liu Yilong has been unable to attend the court for a month. When Ying Feng faced the mountain of official duties, he really didn't have much good mood to play Tai Chi with these censors who only knew how to talk.

The court became quieter and quieter. In the past, someone came forward to raise objections when Ying Feng issued an order for the emperor, but now, once Ying Feng said something, there were only people who remained silent and said, "Lord Situ."

A wise person.

The so-called "one person is below ten thousand people" is no longer suitable to describe Ying Feng now. Because that person has long been dead in name only. Middle-aged Ying Feng is already omnipotent at this time.

"It's boring..." Middle-aged Ying Feng put down the chopsticks in his hand, waved his hand to the eunuch who was in the cloth vegetable: "Let's withdraw."

The little eunuch showed a worried look on his face, "Sir, you haven't eaten much in the past few days. If you continue like this, you will lose your health."

Middle-aged Ying Feng said a little dissatisfied: "The imperial kitchen has only been tossing and turning, and it doesn't look like it's enjoyable..." He slurped and asked again: "How is the emperor's recent?"

The little eunuch stammered and replied: "Since... the seventh prince's incident, he vomited blood twice. I'm afraid... do you think you should prepare it first?"

The little eunuch said it was very obscure, but middle-aged Ying Feng knew what he meant. He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the spring scenery outside, but his heart was cold, "Go and give a reward for the emperor's list, as long as you can

Heal the emperor and grant him the title of Marquis of Wanhu."

When the little eunuch heard this, he replied, "No," but sighed in his heart, fearing that the emperor would no longer be able to do it before the emperor was posted.

Middle-aged Ying Feng felt so frustrated. It was clear that the spring sun was sunny, but he always felt a sense of frustration before the rainstorm. He sighed, "I'll go out for a walk. Let's go to the emperor's place to check it out. If the memorial from the Ministry of War is given

When you arrive, you will send it directly to the emperor."

After he said that, he walked out of the imperial study room.

Ying Feng always stood silently in the shadow, looking at his middle-aged self. He knew that no one could see him, but he was still like he was a secret guard who defended Liu Yilong.

After Ying Feng's initial anger, he gradually became very calm.

Seeing that his future life is only depressed, Ying Feng finds it difficult to say whether he is afraid of this future or regrets that he has not been able to escape from the shackles after all.

Ying Feng followed the middle-aged self and walked along the corridor to the emperor's bedroom again.

The middle-aged Ying Feng suddenly stopped in the yard. He stayed for a while and said to himself: "I haven't practiced martial arts for a long time... I don't know if this old arm and leg can still be kicked..."

Ying Feng looked at the yard in front of him. He often competed with Liu Yilong and Liu Yiji here. To be precise, Liu Yiji pestered him to teach two tricks. Liu Yilong would take the opportunity to comment on the two.

Middle-aged Ying Feng stood in the yard for a while, but did not enter the bedroom, but turned back to the imperial study. However, after he had just walked two steps, he felt something was wrong.

Returning to the imperial study, middle-aged Ying Feng waved to a small eunuch and asked, "The patrol time of the Imperial Guard has changed? At this time, shouldn't there be two groups of people passing by near the Emperor's bedroom? Why am I a team today

Didn't see it."

The little eunuch had been serving in the house, how could he know this? He hurriedly said, "I'll go and ask now."

After waiting for a while, the eunuch ran back with sweat on his head and replied, "It's a change. The leader of the imperial guard said that the time for walking with the adults was just staggered, so as not to disturb the adults."

When middle-aged Ying Feng heard this, he didn't raise his head, waved his hand to show that he knew, and continued to bury his head in a pile of melodies. It was not until late at night that he stood up, loosened his muscles and bones, and was about to rest, but found that he went forward to serve.

The little eunuchs all looked frightened, but they still looked calm.

"What's going on?" Middle-aged Ying Feng was not angry and powerful.

The little eunuch was so scared that the copper basin in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang" and the man also knelt down.

Ying Feng, who was habitually standing in the shadow, reacted first, "Master!" He ignored middle-aged Ying Feng, rushed out of the door first, and headed straight for Liu Yilong's bedroom.

The three of them used them to practice martial arts. At this time, there were armored soldiers standing, and everyone was holding a knife in their hands. All the palace servants inside and outside the bedroom were controlled and knelt in the middle of the yard. The palace servants were obviously frightened,

He kept trembling, and several maids were crying in a low voice.

Ying Feng was not hindered by these people, and walked straight through everyone's bodies and rushed straight from the wall into Liu Yilong's bedroom.

But when he saw this scene in front of him, his steps seemed to be nailed to the ground and could not take another step forward.

"Grandfather?! Why are you here?"

The voice of middle-aged Ying Feng soon came from the door of the bedroom. He rushed to Liu Yilong's bed with a quick glance and blocked Liu Yilong, who was as beautiful as gold paper, behind him.

Ying Feng's grandfather Ying Chang was actually not much stronger than Liu Yilong. He was already a hundred years old. The folds on his face were so full of wrinkles that he could no longer see his facial features. He was so thin that he was almost skinny.

Ying Chang was unable to move, so today two secret guards carried him in.

As soon as the two secret guards saw Ying Feng coming in, they lowered their heads and retreated to the shadows.

"Look at you..." Ying Chang's vague and old voice was unconcealedly reprimanded, "Who are you protecting? If you change your surname Qin... you forgot what your true surname is?"

Middle-aged Ying Feng did not retreat because of his grandfather's criticism. He was no longer a 20-year-old boy. He asked with a cold face and anger: "Why did grandfather go to the palace at night? What's wrong with you?

It would be a death sentence for me to say anything. It would be a death sentence for entering the emperor's bedroom without being summoned."

Ying Chang sneered, the pleats on his face trembled, "The wings are hard, I dare to threaten your grandfather... I don't want to come either... It's just that I've been a few days, and he has been a few days. We two...

I can't wait any more."

Middle-aged Ying Feng hurriedly turned around to check Liu Yilong, and saw him leaning against the bed. Although he was not energetic, his breath was still stable. Middle-aged Ying Feng breathed a sigh of relief and turned back to Ying Chang and said, "Grandfather. Why do you have to do it?"

With such a mobilization of troops, are you still thinking about restoring the country? The Ying family has long been forgotten by the world, so why should you insist on doing this?"

Ying Chang did not answer and said to a secret guard in the shadow: "Give it to him."

The secret guard stepped forward and took out a written imperial edict from his arms. After thinking about it, he still handed it over to Liu Yilong.

"Boy surnamed Liu, please stamp the seal." Ying Chang briefly said to Liu Yilong: "You will abdicate to Situ Qinfeng, and you can save your descendants' lives... If the prince ascends the throne, we will force the palace again... Then it's in vain...

It is necessary to sacrifice a few more lives of the Liu people.”

Middle-aged Ying Feng seemed to be disbelief, and snatched the imperial edict from Liu Yilong. After reading it at a glance, he held it tightly in his hand, "Grandfather! I never thought of becoming an emperor! If the master knew, it would be absolute.

I won't agree!"

Ying Chang said indifferently: "Your master has been in seclusion for almost five years... When he comes out, the weather will change long ago... Could it be that he can still pull you off the dragon throne?"

At this time, Liu Yilong suddenly coughed. Middle-aged Ying Feng hurriedly reached out to help him stroking his back and calm him down.

After Liu Yilong took this breath, he used his best to reach out and hold the middle-aged Ying Feng's arm, "Who are you...? How much did you hide from me? I... the person I trust most is you...

”

Middle-aged Ying Feng felt embarrassed. He looked into Liu Yilong's eyes and said, "I have indeed many things I haven't told you. But what I told you is never fake. I never thought of seizing your throne.

.”

"You haven't thought about it?" Liu Yilong sneered, "Look at who is sitting there...? Isn't it your real grandfather?"

Ying Chang seemed to have no patience, so he ordered to the secret guards: "Go and search the jade seal..."

The two secret guards immediately started searching for the bedroom. But they searched through the boxes and cabinets for a long time, but there was no sign of the jade seal at all.

Liu Yilong suddenly spoke, "Why...? You don't plan to give it to them?"

Ying Chang's yellow eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this. He looked at the middle-aged Ying Feng in disbelief and asked, "Is it possible that the jade seal is in your hands?!"

Seeing the middle-aged Ying Feng silent, Ying Chang was ruthless, "Take it over! The hopes of the whole clan are all dependent on this, you are still indecisive here!"

Ying Chang's cane hit the ground heavily, and immediately several other secret guards jumped out and pulled out their swords and pointed them at Liu Yilong.

Ying Chang squinted his eyes and threatened, "If you don't hand over the jade seal today, I will let someone kill him now..."

Middle-aged Ying Feng blocked Liu Yilong directly, leaning against him, and said without giving the secret guards any action: "If you want to kill the lord, then kill me first. Without me, who else can Ying push to sit on the seat.

That throne!?”

"Feng'er..." Ying Chang said heartbrokenly: "We are the tribe members connected to your blood... Behind you are just a foreigner who is not related to you!"

"How is it not relevant!" middle-aged Ying Feng said angrily, "We have been...swedish..."

A severe pain made middle-aged Ying Feng lower his head, looked at the short sword that passed through his heart from behind, and murmured: "...Brothers of the opposite sex..."

Ying Chang looked in horror as the bloody tip of the knife was pulled out from behind by Liu Yilong, while middle-aged Ying Feng's body staggered and flipped down from the imperial couch.

"Feng'er!" Ying Chang got up suddenly and fell to the ground weakly.

Middle-aged Ying Feng was hurriedly helped up by the secret guards around him. He frowned and looked at Liu Yilong, but before he could ask why, the light lost in his eyes.

"You... shouldn't have killed the seventh brother... Without you, Ying wouldn't have drowned him... Without you, the seventh brother wouldn't have died..." After Liu Yilong said that, he suddenly squirted out a mouthful of blood, splashing the entire bed curtain.

.He slammed and fell on the bed, looking straight at the light spots that were getting bigger and bigger in front of him.
Chapter completed!