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DAY 280 The Rescue of Du Ruhui

Feng An's order caused a shock throughout Lingnan. In less than half an hour, hundreds of generals, dozens of staff officers, and Feng An's three direct sons came to the door of his study.

"What, do you want to rebel?" Feng An's cold tone immediately silenced the noisy crowd.

Feng An had led the army for many years, and his eyes like eagles swept over the people. He was no longer as moved as he was in the study just now. There was only a cold order: "The King of Qin of the Tang Dynasty invited me to Chang'an and asked me to go and take a look."

The prosperous Tang Dynasty. Are you afraid? Are you afraid that I will never come back?"

The general below started whispering!

Feng Zhidai stood up: "Commander father, the new king of Qin in the Tang Dynasty. In terms of conspiracy, there is no one in the world. Two hundred thousand elite Turks were wiped out with a wave of their hands. The only one who suffered more than 10,000 casualties in the Tang army was the Youwu Guard, but there were still rebellions.

Under the circumstances, the remaining armies suffered no more than a thousand casualties in battle. I asked myself, even if my father is given three years to prepare, and I lead all of Lingnan to fight to the death, it will only be a miserable victory at most!"

"Nonsense, our Lingnan elite can defeat ten of us with one!" Feng Zhishen retorted loudly.

"Shut up!" Feng Ang shouted coldly: "What Zhidai said makes sense, I still know myself!"

"Commander Father, if you have an unparalleled conspiracy, what should you do with your conspiracy?" Feng Zhidai asked again.

"The ghosts and spirits are unpredictable!" Feng An answered word for word.

Feng Zhidai knelt on his knees: "For my Lingnan, for my Feng family. Zhidai volunteered to be a hostage in Chang'an. He only asked his father to meet the King of Qin and study for Zhidai."

"Start tomorrow! Get to Chang'an before the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month!" Feng Ang gave the order coldly and turned back to the study. Feng Ang picked up the thick letter again. He never tires of reading this letter!

Feng An was ready to leave for Chang'an. As the actual ruler of Lingnan, Wang Feng An's orders could not be discounted in the slightest. If he dared to take his sons to Chang'an, he would not be afraid of what would happen to Lingnan when he was away.

A little bit of chaos. He even wanted to ask the King of Qin face to face how to govern this barbarian tribe!

In the Qinwang Village in Chang'an County, Li Yuanxing was also preparing to go home! Naturally, he was back to modern times.

Although there were still two or three days left, Li Yuanxing had to make a lot of preparations this time. First, he sorted out and transferred the wedding photos he secretly took, as well as those Wu Zhao secretly took.

Because the video is too large and the time is too long, the storage space of the USB flash drive is too small and cannot be satisfied.

So Li Yuanxing had a mobile hard drive. But his mobile hard drive was full of data, so it was necessary to clear out one. The workload was not small, and the most important thing was that Li Yuanxing wanted to organize his own database.

On the other side of Chang'an City, Li Yuanxing's messenger has arrived at the palace.

Coincidentally, or unfortunately, the messenger was waiting for the eunuch in charge of Queen Changsun's Palace in the front yard of the palace and the garden of the harem. As the messenger of King Qin, the chief eunuch of Queen Changsun's Palace would definitely come out to receive the letter in person.

.

But coincidentally, at this moment, Li Er was preparing to go to the harem from his study.

He hasn't told Li Yuan the story about the Wolf King yet. He needs to listen to Queen Changsun's opinion before telling it.

The guards of the Qin Palace, especially the guards beside Li Yuanxing, naturally have special markings on their bodies. Although they are wearing leather armor, the left arm of Li Yuanxing's guards must be made of leather inlaid with fine steel.

Wrist guard. Many soldiers in the Tang Dynasty had their left arms disabled. That is, in times of crisis, they would use their left hand to block their hands.

This gauntlet, inlaid with fine steel, reaches the elbow at the top and reaches the back of the hand at the bottom. It is extremely practical. It also became a standard for the guards of King Qin of the Tang Dynasty.

The other symbol is on the left shoulder, which is an iron shoulder guard weighing half a kilogram. The shoulder guard is a roaring tiger head, which is very powerful. The Guards of the King of Qin are called the Iron Arm Army, and

The most powerful bodyguard was named the Tiger Guard Army by Li Yuanxing. Because it was composed of elite orphans of loyal and brave men just like in the Han Dynasty, the name was learned from the most elite Tiger Guard Army of Han Wu Emperor.

Li Er looked at the tiger head and knew it was the person next to Li Yuanxing.

Right now, there are only thirty people around Li Yuanxing who are qualified to wear such armor.

"You're from Wulang's place?" Li Er stopped.

The sergeant performed a military salute and then replied: "Your Majesty, the young master is coming from Qin Wangzhuang to deliver a message to His Highness!"

"Sending a letter? To whom?" Li Er asked again.

The sergeant hesitated for a moment and immediately replied: "According to the order of the palace, I am sending a letter to Her Majesty the Queen, and I am waiting for a personal reply!"

Li Er nodded slightly: "Come and give me some food!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" the sergeant gave another military salute.

"Very good, Wu Lang's practice is worth promoting. A soldier is a general, so he should have the power of the military. Wearing military armor should have a mighty military salute. Very good, very good!" After Li Er said that, he entered the harem.

The manager of Queen Changsun's Palace, who had been here just now but had avoided showing up, appeared. After saluting Li Er, he saw Li Er nodded slightly and hurried out.

The sergeant handed over the letter and was taken to dinner by the palace eunuch.

Li Er came to the palace of Queen Changsun and smiled when he saw the decorations in the palace: "The high couch Guanyin and the maidservant in Wulang's place are also used. This thing is very warm in winter. I heard that the room in Wulang's place is as warm as spring, but not

It’s really irritating to put this imperial brother like me here!”

Knowing that Li Er was joking, Queen Changsun smiled and said: "Wu Lang said that there should be no more moves in the palace. Give him a few years, let him save some money, and then rebuild a new palace. Li Chunfeng has already observed inside and outside Chang'an City

For several days, I heard that the best place for Longxing was to be calculated."

"Didn't Wulang say that the dragon's head was a good place?" Li Er took off his boots with the help of the palace maid and put his legs into the warm couch.

"Wu Lang said it, but Li Chunfeng must take another look for himself. Yuan Tianshi also means the same thing. Let's compare again to see if there is anything better."

While Empress Changsun was speaking, the steward delivered the letter.

Li Er naturally knew about the letter. He would not ask the sergeant, nor would he ask before Queen Changsun read the letter. This is trust, the trust an emperor has in his head wife.

After reading the letter, Empress Changsun looked troubled.

"Wu Lang gave Maid Guanyin a problem?"

"Erlang doesn't know something, but this is a huge matter. Wulang mentioned it at the tea party, but I never had the right opportunity, and now Wulang is pressing me again." After Empress Changsun finished speaking, she lightly

He sighed softly and waved his hand to signal the maids to leave.

Li Er had a natural expression as he picked up the dried fruits on the table and then put one in his mouth.

After the maid withdrew, Empress Changsun said: "Wu Lang prophesied that my concubine would not live more than ten years and would die at the age of thirty-six."

Li Er still didn't react at all, neither nervous nor panicked.

Empress Changsun deliberately said angrily: "Erlang doesn't care about the life and death of my concubine!" There are no outsiders here, so the couple's sex is interesting. Empress Changsun is not a rigid person. What's more, she knows Li Er

friendship for him.

Li Er smiled: "Wu Lang dared to predict that Guanyin Maid can live for ten years, and he will have a way to let you live for several more decades. Why should I be nervous? That monster Zhijie heard the military medical officer report the case, but he couldn't even get angry.

His pulse was broken and his pulse was completely gone. Wulang was not able to revive him, but he seemed to be more energetic in recent days."

"Alas..." Empress Changsun sighed softly: "I am really fine. Wu Lang said that I take good care of myself and will live for another thirty years. There is just one person left, but I don't know how to speak.

.”

"Who?" Li Er was a little nervous.

"Mr. Du!"

"Du, Du Ruhui?" Li Er's voice rose an octave and he asked urgently: "How many years will it take for Wulang to predict?"

Empress Changsun held out three fingers: "Three years, four years at most! He will die of a vicious disease! He will be forty-six years old!"

Bang, Li Er slammed the table hard and was about to call someone for an order, but he stopped with his hand raised in the air. In the Tang Dynasty, even if a disease does not require treatment, the other person has no disease or pain. You said he will not live for four years.

, died of a serious illness.

Naturally, it was difficult to speak, let alone Li Yuanxing, even Empress Changsun found it difficult to speak.

"Come here!" Li Er shouted. After Eunuch Gao came in, Li Er said: "Follow me out of the palace to Prime Minister Du's home!"

After much thought, Li Er decided that he had to go and talk to Du Ruhui in person.

Empress Changsun stood up hurriedly and helped Li Er put on his boots.

At this time Li Er said: "Wu Lang is right to urge you, he is the pillar of the country!"

Li Er left the palace in a hurry, and Queen Changsun wrote a reply and told Li Yuanxing that Li Er would handle the matter personally.

Before Li Yuanxing's messenger left Chang'an, Li Er had already arrived at Du Ruhui's home in a light carriage. The internal prison officer had already come to deliver the message beforehand, and Du Ruhui was waiting at home.

"Keming, I have something to ask you to do your best to handle?" Li Er's expression was serious.

Du Ruhui has been following Li Er for many years. Since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, he has served in Qin Wangzhuang. Now the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty comes to ask him to do something. Even if he is willing to die, Du Ruhui will go and write a suicide note without any regrets.

Complete his mission.

"Your Majesty, please give me your instructions!" Du Ruhui straightened his clothes, straightened his body and bowed.

Li Er reached out and grabbed Du Ruhui's hand: "There is something that Wu Lang may be wrong about, but I hope you can understand Wu Lang."

"His Royal Highness the King of Qin has served the country and the people. Even if he makes some small mistakes, they are all unintentional mistakes. In any matter, I should take care of His Highness the King of Qin and deal with all subsequent troubles!" Du Ruhui said this sincerely. From the first time he saw it,

When he came up with a box of plans, Du Ruhui placed Li Yuanxing, the King of Qin, at a very high level in his mind.

Li Er took a deep breath: "Wulang predicted that Ruhui will die of a serious illness at the age of forty-six!"

"Evil disease!" Du Ruhui was startled, then laughed, and then raised his body and saluted: "I thank the Holy One for his grace!"

"Ke Ming!" Li Er thought Du Ruhui was speaking ironically.

Du Ruhui continued: "Your Majesty, these words came from the King of Qin, and the Holy One went to the minister's home to inform him. It is naturally a grace. If His Highness the King of Qin had no way to save the minister, the King of Qin would not mention to anyone what happened three years after the minister died.

.Therefore, I thank Your Majesty and the King of Qin!" (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)


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