Hearing this, Feng Shuiqing and Xuan Chenyu were not too surprised.
They looked at each other and frowned, understanding each other tacitly.
"I understand, keep the body until I report it to my father and queen for further planning."
"yes!"
Feng Shuiqing smiled calmly, covered the sedan curtain and said in a calm tone: "The queen is only a human being, and she will also be afraid when she demonstrates."
"hehe……"
Hyun Chen Yu opened the corners of his mouth bitterly, supported his head with his hands, and looked slightly dazed: "Finally, we got the right opportunity, but she took the risk and dodged it with her hands. I am the third brother...it's really useless!
I can’t even protect my own brother..."
The third prince, who had always been gentle and confident, showed such a look of helpless embarrassment.
Feng Shui Qing had mixed feelings, and that handsome and graceful Han face appeared in his mind unconsciously.
He...has a good third brother.
"Third brother."
Hyun Chen Yu raised his eyes and met the little girl's beautiful eyes that were as clear as a spring.
Feng Shuiqing's eyes were sincere, his face was sincere, and he spoke eloquently: "The whole palace is deprived of favors, plots are rampant, and the court is corrupt. Only you, third brother, are always sober, gentle, and spotless. You are a good brother! Good.
Prince! In the future...when my sister-in-law gives birth, I think you will definitely be a good father."
Although the words are soft, they are sonorous and powerful.
Hyun Chen Yu's originally dark and deep eyes suddenly burst into flames again.
yes……
A land full of people is full of people's hearts.
What I can do best is keep my heart.
The war in the northwest has been successful one after another. Ninth Brother must be unswerving and try his best! As an elder brother, how can I feel sorry for myself? If I want to really help Ninth Brother, I must stabilize the rear! Only then can he return...
…
No more injustice! No more oppression!
Feng Shui Qing saw his eyes sparkling and knew that the persuasion was effective, so he smiled more quietly and beautifully.
It's just that the devil...
Is he okay?
…
The Northwest War is coming to an end.
In the past two months, Xuanchen Xiao led his army to defeat the barbarians steadily. Now, they are setting up camp in Lintong County on the border of Dayao.
The barbarian tribes were strong and resourceful, and most of the initial 200,000 troops were killed by Dayaoping's rebel army.
However, in recent days, under the dispatch of the patriarch Tubananer, reinforcements have been continuously sent.
The military strength of Xuanchen Mandrill was already empty. In addition, after two months of fierce fighting, there were only less than 60,000 troops left.
It inevitably made him heartbroken.
"Your Highness, we caught him! This old guy actually got into the refugee group, thanks to that guy Feng Qian's sharp eyesight!"
Pei Gui picked up the man who was tied up, threw him into the threshold with a flick of his hand, and kicked him to relieve his anger.
Yuan Chen did not raise his eyes, still studying the battle map intently: "Yan Yongji, how much benefit did Tubananer give you? How dare you unite with foreigners to bully my people, Dayao?"
"His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince..."
Yan Yongji was trembling and wanted to kowtow, but because his hands and feet were tied and unable to move, his forehead hit the ground.
"Your Highness the Ninth Prince, please spare me... I have no choice but to do it! Barbarians often come to Lintong County to plunder, and they often rob civilian girls! Tubananer said that if I dare to resist, my wife will be killed
The women were also taken away! Wuwuwu... Your Highness, please spare this official..."
"oh."
Only then did Yun Chen raise his head and look at the man in front of him with tears streaming down his face. He slowly took out a writing brush and shot out.
The brush was as fast as an arrow. Although the brush was made of soft hair, it was pushed with such force that it made a "puff" sound and plunged into Yan Yongji's right shoulder.
"ah!!!"
He was crying in pain, and his body crouched on the ground could not stop shaking.
"But why did this palace hear that you rely on the support of the barbarians to bully the people and suppress justice, without paying attention to political affairs. You just hang around brothels, drink and have fun all day long?"
Xuancheng stood up from the table and walked forward slowly.
Yan Yongji raised his head tremblingly, but only dared to look at the pair of military boots stained with mud and blood in front of him. He swallowed, not knowing how to argue for a while.
"Xiaguan...Xiaguan..."
The words were stuck in my throat and I couldn't spit out even a single word.
Because he knew very well that His Highness, the Ninth Prince, had been fighting against the Barbarians ever since.
The battle is invincible and the people's will is what they want.
Even Nathubanan'er has been hiding recently. He is a mere county magistrate. Even if he talks to the world and breaks his mouth, he will still be easily killed by him!
only……
Those rich and glorious, delicate and soft jade.
He hasn’t enjoyed enough yet! He hasn’t enjoyed enough!!!
"Bully the weak and fear the strong."
Seeing him lying limply on the ground with his head down, Yuan Chen didn't even have the courage to look directly at him.
Contempt abounds in my heart.
"Tie him to the city gate and hang him for seven days, then hang him. All his property will be distributed to the refugees to appease the people!"
Following His Highness's order, Pei Guo once again picked up the stunned Yan Yongji and couldn't help asking: "What about this old guy's wife and daughter?"
Yuanchen Mandrill continued to stare at the battle map with all his concentration, and without thinking: "Behead."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Pei Gao went out and handed Yan Yongji to the soldier, and tapped his chin with the handle of the knife.
According to Dayao's rules, collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country will indeed lead to the death of the nine tribes!
Yan Mansion's account books were delivered to His Highness very early in the morning!
The money in the house is flowing like flowers.
Sixty percent of the money was taken up by precious silks, satins, and jade jewelry! Presumably, Yan Yongji’s wife and daughter were also dazzled by the glory!
You deserve it! You deserve it!
However, in just two days, wealthy businessmen Xianyou who had colluded with Yan Yongji to oppress the people and seek pleasure were all killed by Yuanchen Mandrill, like pulling out a cancer that had been buried for a long time.
The people on the border applauded and were deeply grateful.
I couldn't help but look at the Ninth Prince in a different light, and I no longer feared or disliked him.
Even when leading troops out of the city to fight, the people would spontaneously gather on both sides of the street to greet each other.
It was precisely because of his arrival that they were able to escape their suffering and return to a peaceful life.
Next, all we have to do is defeat the barbarians! Maybe we can also capture and kill Tubananer, who does all kinds of evil and cruel things!
Then the days after that!
Peace and peace! Finally there is hope!
Therefore, they respect him and love him from the bottom of their hearts!
Over time, the reputation of the Hyun Chen Mandrill spread further and further, until it reached the ears of the Emperor Xu Rui.
He held the good news coming from the northwest and thought about it all the time.
These years...I...
Did you do something wrong...
The clear night is dust-free, and the moonlight is like silver.
Huanchen Mandrill had just returned from the war when he heard the sound of silk and bamboo orchestral music coming from the county hall.
Since the expedition, he has eaten and lived with the soldiers, and his military morale has become stronger and stronger, and he has even begun to show a tendency to give up.
Originally, he and the army lived in a military camp on the outskirts of Lintong County.
After hearing that the county magistrate Yan Yongji had been punished, the people took turns going to the military camp to lobby for Xu Chen to live in the county magistrate's house.
Firstly, the living environment is more comfortable, and secondly, with him living in the city, they feel at ease.
Coupled with the hard work of Zheng Lei and other lieutenants, he had no choice but to take them to live in the County Cheng Mansion.
The music is melodious and melodious.
But Chen Chen suddenly became unhappy.
How can we covet relaxation and enjoyment when we are marching and fighting?
On the other hand, Zheng Lei and Wang Mo were quite excited and hurriedly followed the sound of music and walked into the hall.
The dancer's waist is curling and her gauze is fluttering.
As soon as we arrived at the door, the aroma hit our noses.
Zheng Lei and Wang Mo handed their knives to the guards at the door, took off their helmets and rubbed their hands, and hurriedly ran to the seats where delicious food had been prepared. They did not forget to greet Hyun, whose face was getting colder and who was standing at the door without any reaction.
Chen Mandrill.
"Your Highness! Hahahaha! It's so comfortable in the County Prime Minister's Mansion! I can finally relax! Come and eat some good food! It's indeed better than the big pot rice in the camp! Hahaha!"
The man who had been waiting aside for a long time came forward with his hands in his hands and a smile on his face.
"Your Highness the Ninth Prince, I am the new butler of the County Cheng Mansion, Cui Xu! I know that you are working hard in the war, so I specially prepared delicious food and music for you to relieve your tiredness! I know that you strictly prohibit drinking in the army, so I prepared some
Good fruit juice! Refreshing and refreshing! After the banquet, these dancers... hehe hehe... can also help you relax..."
Cui Xu is so beautiful right now!
He was originally just a street vendor, but due to the punishment of the county magistrate, he underwent a major change inside and outside. With his sharp tongue and many years of savings, he actually managed to get the job of steward of the county magistrate.
I thought that if I could make His Highness the Ninth Prince happy, he might be able to work in the palace as an errand in the future!
This future...
Didn’t it suddenly become brighter?!
"Zheng!!!"
A cold sword was suddenly thrust into the piano with a strong wind. The strings were broken and the music suddenly stopped. When the person playing the piano saw this, he rolled his eyes and fainted.
Yuan Chen pushed Cui Xu aside, raised his hand, and flipped the desk table in front of Wang Mo into the air.
"Crackling..."
All the dishes fell to the floor, making a harsh sound.
Gululu A round fruit rolled to the feet of the mandrill.
He raised his foot and trampled the fruit into mud, took off the chicken drumstick from Wang Mo's mouth, tilted his head and said coldly:
"Cui Xu, do you want your head to become this fruit too?!" This chapter has been completed!