Chapter 63 Ambush on Ten Sides

When I returned to the Weiyang main hall alone, it was even more omitted.

Looking out of the window, the platform, the elixir, the appanx, and the window lattice are all piled with snow. The endless whiteness on the ground extends to the extreme of the eyes, and there is no bright gap between the sky and the earth so far. Will this night be too long?

"Where is Dr. Huang?" He glanced at the people who were waiting beside him.

"The old slave just went to investigate and was kneeling in the side hall, er, thinking about it."

"A whole night?!"

"Yes."

"It's ridiculous. He's that old, this spirit... This doctor Huang is the same. It's so constant. Go and get him up!"

"This..." General Manager Qin did not immediately promise. I followed his sight and looked over. It had been a whole night in the room where only the stars lit up, but the door still did not move at all.

"It doesn't matter. If I'm here, you can settle Dr. Huang first, and then carefully sort out the things that I ordered." I looked back at him: "Starting today, it is definitely a tough battle waiting for us."

There is no need to explain, General Manager Qin retreated.

He naturally knows how difficult the current situation is.

First of all, it is naturally the king of Guangling who stares at the throne. Over the years, his intentions have been obvious, but because of his two virtues, the emperor's uncle can't easily touch him. With these two, one is his fiefdom - Guangling County, which is originally rich in minerals and land. Coupled with the successful operation of his ancestors, the people have long had the saying of "Guangling Country". In other words, if the king of Guangling did something, he would have no worries about the supply of property;

The second is an imperial edict left by the former emperor: the king of Guangling, the emperor passed down the lineage, outstanding meritorious deeds, allowing him to recruit and garriton, and the country to live forever, and Miao descendants. I don't know what my ancestors thought. They allowed them to recruit and garrison without limiting their scale, and they were simply allowing them to raise soldiers in disguise; and the last two sentences promised the king of Guangling to never be regulated by the Han law.

With this absolute innate advantage, the King of Guangling has not raised his troops until now. I'm afraid he is just looking for a justification.

Over the years, I have often accompanied the emperor's uncle to review the memorials. Even if it is a secret fold, he rarely avoids me, so I don't know everything about politics. I noticed that the emperor's uncle's eyebrows frowned deeper and his anger became more and more frequently. I know that in recent years, the tentacles of the King of Guangling have extended to the court and begun to take root, germinate and even thrive. If this big tree is to be completely pulled out, the number of officials involved is simply unimaginable.

So as long as there is a little unfavorable rumor in Weiyang Palace, I can guarantee that the army of the King of Guangling can reach Beijing in less than half a month.

In this regard, the emperor's uncle once sighed that this move is fast, cruel and accurate. With the mediocre capital of the King of Guangling, he is by no means a person who can make such an exquisite layout, so behind it... He did not go on that day, but looked at me with complicated eyes: "Youyou, will you always be my Youyou?"

Now, I can finally understand his mood that day.

And the question that Lingxiu once raised also came to my mind again: If one day, between him and Han Qing... Which side would you stand on?

Ruyang Marquis, Han Qing, my father, if you know the current situation of Weiyang Palace, what will you do?

However, this is only an internal worry, and unfortunately there are more external problems.

The 18 tribes of Xiyi and the island countries in the East China Sea and other territories that have been at peace with our dynasty have been ready to move in recent years. Maybe they may have seen that our dynasty is doing their best to deal with the northern oxen, thinking that there is an opportunity to take advantage of the incident that disturb the people from time to time.

Fortunately, there is Yan Zhi on the border of North Mg! However, is Yan Zhiqi's people absolutely credible?

"Your Highness."

Looking back, "Lord Yan? Didn't I order you to monitor that man? Why are you here?"

"Your Highness, the man is persuading Huang Yizheng as you ordered, and there is no action for the time being. It's just that there is another thing now, which is even more difficult. I need to ask you to show me!"

"What's the matter?"

"Prince, please see the holy driver outside the hall."

At that time, I stood on the corridor and stared at the end of the sky. The dark curtain was slowly torn apart, and a trace of light finally struggled to reach out of the tentacles.

"Isn't it early morning yet?"

Yan Yun was obviously stunned and replied, "There is still about half an hour left."

"Why is it so early? Does he know anything?" I frowned.

"I will die." Yan Yun suddenly knelt down: "It's just that I really can't figure out how to let the news leak out last night."

"Get up, I don't doubt you."

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

"Now you go back to the prince, and the emperor hasn't got up yet. In addition, reveal the fact that Mrs. Mo Zhu rested in Weiyang last night.

"Ah?" Although Yan Yun was doubtful, he still retreated in a hurry.

Within a moment, Yan Yun returned and said, "Your Highness, the prince insisted on seeing the holy driver and said that he would wait for the saint to get up outside the hall."

surprising,

A smile appeared at the corners of my mouth: "If he is still there after a quarter of an hour, declare him to come in!"

Within a moment, Yan Yun returned and said, "Your Highness, the prince insisted on seeing the holy driver and said that he would wait for the saint to get up outside the hall."

surprising,

A smile appeared at the corners of my mouth: "If he is still there after a quarter of an hour, declare him to come in!"

When the prince was brought in by Yan Yun, he walked in a hurry and his eyes were full of gloomy eyes. Before he approached, he asked, "What a Han You, are you lonely?"

"Prince..." Yan Yun next to him was about to make a sound, but I stopped him and motioned him to retreat.

"Why did you say that?" I walked to the prince with an innocent expression.

"Humph~~" The prince squinted at me: "Say it, what do you want?" He pretended to glance around inadvertently.

I couldn't help smiling bitterly: "Is it possible that the prince thought Ah You had made a lot of arrangements? So are you still in danger? The spirit is commendable!"

"Sister You," he was a little embarrassed and said a little slowly, "You haven't come out of the middle of the night. Today, your father left the court again. The two things are connected, and it's hard to make people unquestionable!"

My jaw: "It's true, so I need your help to finish this play!"

"Which one?"

"You might as well answer Ayou's question first. Have you ever thought about ascending the throne in advance?"

Hearing this, the prince was shocked first, and then stepped back half a step alertly: "What do you mean?"

"If there is a plan, there is such an opportunity now," I stared on him, and my eyes were aggressive, forcing him to face it: "It's still a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, think about it? From today on, you are no longer 'Your Highness', but the emperor of a majestic man, commanding all officials, proud of the heroes, and dominating the world. Not only that, no one dares to regulate your behavior, including who you want to call back and who you want to accompany..." I slowly threw a heavy bait.

I know how deadly this bait is for him**. I saw that his eyes began to shine. Although there were no waves on my face, my heart was beating like thunder. I was betting on the status of the emperor's uncle in his heart, and the royal family affection was not so thin.

So, when he suddenly showed his sleeve arrow pointing at me, I smiled and was greatly relieved.

"Great rebellion! How did the father treat you? Where is your conscience?

At this time, Yan Yun took advantage of his unpreparedness to take his sleeve arrow. The prince was restrained and still struggled desperately and scolded at me: "Isn't a fool? There have already been people outside, how can you succeed? Where is the father? How's your father?"

"You really don't want to be an emperor?" I walked to him, eye to eye.

"Hmm." He took a bite at me.

I dodged and nodded with satisfaction: "That's it. Brother, come with me! Lord Yan, let him go.

"What on earth do you want to do? Where's my father?" After the prince untied the bondage, he looked puzzled, but he did not put down his guard.

"Are you afraid that my little girl can't do it?" He looked back at him, walked straight to the inner hall, and listened to a string of footsteps.

When I came to the door, I took a deep breath before gently knocking on the door.

"Who?" There was a hoarse and tired voice inside.

"Me, Han You!"

A few days later, the door that had been closed all night was slowly opened, revealing the face of an ugly woman, which was invincible after changing her appearance.

"A, A Wu!" It seems to be the name: "He, how is he?" It's hard to ask this question.

Ming looked behind me hesitantly,

"I need the cooperation of the prince!"

"Let's talk about it when you come in." Ming's invincible jaws made his debut.

"He? Which 'he' are you talking about? The prince grabbed me.

"Who else can there be? Of course, it's your dear father, the supreme son of the great man..." Ming was invincible and suddenly stood in front of me.

"You, you..." The prince suddenly ran inside and roared: "What have you done to him?"

"Father, Father..."

I followed him and looked at the sleeping collapse tremblingly. The emperor's uncle's eyes were still closed and his face was pale, but it seemed that his breath was smoother.

"He has already done what the child said should be done, and what to do next depends on God's will."

God's will? Fortunately, I was invincible to hold on from behind, so that I would not collapse.

The prince crawled on the emperor's uncle, looked back this way, and his eyes were red: "What does this mean? What the hell happened? Yesterday was not good, how could it be..."

"That is to say, whether His Majesty can wake up now depends on his own willpower! Why is he like this?" Ming invincible pinched my hand and continued, "Your Majesty has been hit by the crane red. As for who has poisoned it, you are the only one to check it!"

The prince stared at me fiercely.

"Sigh~~~" Ming smiled invinciblely and said, "This poison is in a small dose of food every day and has lasted for about half a month. If it hadn't been for a moment of emotional excitement, I'm afraid it wouldn't have been poisoned early!" There is no need to say the rest. I have been wandering outside the palace for more than a month. Naturally, it can't be me when I returned yesterday.

"Daily food?" The prince repeated, as if he had found a very important clue. Suddenly, he looked up and looked directly at the invincible: "Who the hell are you? How can I believe what you said?"

"My name is A Wu." Ming invincible blinked and pretended to be shy: "It's okay if you don't believe in slaves. You can find another ten or eight medical officers for consultation, and it won't be clear~~~

His ending was long, and the prince and I trembled at the same time. It's a big deal. It's supposed to block the news. How can we find another medical officer?

The prince naturally knew this truth and asked me, "His true identity?"

"It's my new friend. Don't worry, I guarantee that he is definitely a reliable person!"

"I hope it will be as you said."

"Tut, if you have doubts, you don't have to think about how to deal with the current situation!" Ming invincible put his elbows in his hands and looked like he was optimistic about the play.

At that time, the heavy dusk bell floated from far to near, and it was time for early morning!

"Where is Mrs. Mozhu?"

"In the bedroom, I have sent someone to guard it!" The prince and I met their eyes and met each other. It seems that we have reached an agreement on this point. For the time being, we will push Mo Zhu out as a shield. At most, we will judge her as a misnoy in the future, and this matter can be revealed.

"I went to play a play of scolding the 'treacherous concubine' in front of the ministers first, so here..." The prince came over, pressed my shoulder hard, and floated his eyes to the bed. At this moment, it seemed that time had turned back. The prince and I returned to the year when we planned to rescue Tingyu. We still trusted each other and could still move forward side by side.

Zheng said, "Here, I will try my best!"

He sighed and patted me: "Good sister, it's up to you!" Then he went out of the bedroom.

"Oh~~~ It's a good opportunity," he sighed softly: "My stupid son!"

Looked at the person who didn't know when to stand in the corner.

Before he could make a sound, in the blink of an eye, the invincible rushed to the corner and directly grabbed Lingxiu's neck.

"Open up, come on, she is the queen!"

Unexpectedly, Ming was invincible and unheard, and his hand strength showed signs of aggravation: "Can you do martial arts?" Although it is an interrogative sentence, it is sure.

Seeing that Ling Xiu had begun to roll his eyes, I hurriedly ran over and broke her invincible hand: "Are you going to kill her? Let go!"

Spiritual practice effortly stretched out his arm and lit his wrist in front of the invincible.

Ming invincible reached her pulse with one hand. After a long time, she let go of the person and was full of doubts: "Your internal strength is the same as mine?"

"Cough, cough..." Ling Xiu gasped: "Wow, how did the old man discipline his son?"

"Do you know my identity?"

"Nonsense, the old man only has two apprentices, one is the god of war Yanzhi and the other is his son!"

"You and him..."

Lingxiu slowly recovered and stared at the invincible: "If you really want to calculate, you should call me uncle no matter what! Things that bully teachers and destroy ancestors!"

"Ah?" I marveled at the same time as Ming and the invincible.

"Do you know who the old man's master is?"

"It is said that he is a national teacher."

is also the so-called national teacher. I can't help thinking of that motto, and my heart is a little awkward.

"My kung fu was also taught by that man, but he said that women learn some light kung fu," Ling Xiu grabbed his head and said, "It's not appropriate to learn more to beat 'husband'. I don't know what it is."

"Aren't you always in the middle palace?" I interrupted.

"Yes, I remember that one morning, I was dancing in the courtyard when suddenly something fell from the sky and fell in front of me. It turned out to be a man in strange clothes. He got up, as if to say, 'Where did he wear this time?' Then when he saw me, he said, "The always-skinned spiritual monk was blushing. She continued: "He said, 'What a beautiful woman!' Then, we got to know each other.

"Is this person the national teacher?" Ming Invincible and I spoke in unison again.

Spiritual nod.

It seems that this master really has an extraordinary history, dressed strangely, and fell from the sky?!

"I won't call you, because I'm not his son!"

"Tut, the same stinky temper, but it's not..."

"Now is not the time for you two to discuss whether they are of the same religion!" I pulled the two of them away with a headache: "I'm very confused. Don't quarrel."

"Woth, I'm looking for you for this." Ling Xiu looked at the couch and grabbed my hand and trembled slightly: "I was almost disturbed by this boy. Why hasn't he woken up yet?"

"Your husband is deep in a dream and doesn't want to wake up! Tut, I don't want to have such a terrible queen..." Ming sat on the ground invinciblely and carelessly.

"Hit." I hurriedly stopped the man, and his words were in the spiritual pain.

"Ha ha, the boy is right! Because it's me who is the queen," Lingxiu smiled more than crying: "So now he is loveless? If it weren't for me, it would be her..."

"Yes, it's her!" Lingxiu suddenly grabbed my shoulders and shook excitedly: "It's her!"

"Spiritual..." I looked at her pitifully, and she was insane again.

Ming stood next to her invinciblely and pointed to my head and looked at me: "She, head, is there something wrong?"

"You have a problem!" Ling Xiu glanced at him sideways and turned to me again. His eyes lit up: "Woman, I have thought of a way to wake him up!"

"Is it..." An idea slowly took shape in my mind, staring at Ling Xiu, but saw the corners of her mouth rise: "Can't you be 'her'!"