Eight Hills in the Eastern Jin Dynasty

A sound of footsteps came from outside the hall. As the door opened, sunlight plunged into the hall. Gongsun's entire body on the fifth floor was in military uniform and entered with a crossbow. Behind him was more than ten palace guards, all copying their bows and crossbows. Black robe. A beam of joy flashed across Murong Bede's face, pointing to the black robe, and tremblingly said: "General Gongsun, you are here at the right time, quickly, quickly kill this traitor for me, he..."

Hei Pao shook his head. Gongsun didn't say anything on the fifth floor. He suddenly turned his crossbow and pointed at Murong Beide behind Hei Pao. Before he could exclaim, he buckled the crossbow machine.

The bowstring vibrated constantly, and at the same time as Gongsun's fifth floor, it was more than a dozen guards beside him. Soon, Murong Bide's chest was hit by at least twenty arrows, his eyes were wide open, and the corners of his mouth were drooling. Long flow, but no breath.

Heipao turned around and looked at Murong Bide’s eyes. A trace of tears flashed through his eyes. He walked to the dead Murong Bide’s body, bent down, and brushed his right hand over his wide eyes, lightly. Sigh lightly: "Ade, why are you so stupid, against me, I really don't want to kill you."

A trace of contempt flashed in Gongsun's eyes on the fifth floor: "Who told him to be stubborn and oppose the lord? This is his own way of death."

Heipao turned around, and suddenly a murderous intent appeared in his eyes. When he raised his hand, all the guards around Gongsun's fifth floor were bleeding, and they fell to the ground in an instant. Gongsun's fifth floor was stunned first, and then he was so scared that he was so scared that he had no body. Kneeling on the ground, his forehead slammed on the ground, his voice was trembling: "The lord's divine power is boundless, the subordinate's life is like an ant in front of you. You can take it at any time. I don't dare to complain."

The black robe laughed and waved his hand. The half-open door of the palace closed again. The hall was plunged into a large amount of darkness. Only the candle flame was still swaying. The black robe looked at Gongsun's fifth floor and said coldly: " Then you say, how did Murong Bide die?"

Gongsun gritted his teeth on the fifth floor: "Your Majesty, His Majesty the Emperor suffered from Liu Yu's conspiracy and died after returning. Lord, is that correct?"

Heipao waved his big hand and slapped a slap on Gongsun's face on the fifth floor. Half of his cheek was swollen, but the black robe's cold voice came with the wind in his ear: "Stupid, how do you have the skills? Will the 100,000 army assemble again and attack the Eastern Jin Dynasty?"

Gongsun held his face on the fifth floor and looked confused: "Didn't the lord want to start a war between Nanyan and the Eastern Jin Dynasty? Why this time..."

Hei Pao gave Gongsun a fierce look at the fifth floor, and he was so frightened that he closed his mouth quickly, and only heard Hei Pao say: "It also depends on the timing and occasion. Last time Liu Jing declared that the assassination failed, he fled back to the Eastern Jin Dynasty and Nan Yan went It is famous, it can be said that Liu Jingxuan, who was instigated by Liu Yu, came to assassinate, and the tribes have not been in battle for many years and have not been captured. Therefore, they are happy after hearing the war and come to meet one after another. This is the grand occasion of a 400,000 army.

"But now the time has been missed. Liu Yu Gaoming, in the name of compensating for this incident, took out millions of shi's military rations and tens of millions of dollars in military expenditures. The tribes have shared a lot of benefits and returned with satisfaction. , The art of war has a cloud, and it is lazy to return. This kind of an army that has eaten enough to eat has no fighting spirit and morale. In addition to the new monarch, what needs to be done now is to quickly support the new emperor ascended the throne and stabilize Nanyan. When the situation stabilizes and the Jin state in the south changes again, send troops to the south."

Gongsun's fifth floor quickly nodded and said: "The Lord's words are extremely true, I will go to support the Prince's Palace..."

Having said this, he suddenly saw Heipao's cold gaze, and suddenly reacted: "But this old emperor, he..."

Heipao said coldly: "You haven't figured out how the old emperor died."

Gongsun gritted his teeth on the fifth floor: "Then, that means your Majesty is old and weak. He was sick again during the expedition. He died suddenly in the palace. Before his death, Prince Murongchao, the prince, was ascended to the throne."

Heipao's expression slowed down a little: "It's pretty much the same, but if it's the rules of the Han family, the emperor will die. He wants all the clan families, the queen mother, the queen, and the officials to come to the funeral, and the corpse will be built for seven days. Kind of. He is like this, so making it so is tantamount to telling the world that he was murdered."

Gongsun was sweating profusely on the fifth floor, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "But the old emperor is from Xianbei. According to our Huren's custom, there is no need to be so troublesome. After the death of Emperor Zhao Shile, he was buried in secret tombs. , And the tyrant Shihu buried the real corpse under the hall of the court, which no one could think of. The old emperor fought countless battles and enemies all over the world. Even in this Qilu land, I don’t know how many people wanted His life, therefore, it is a matter of course to be buried in secret and not to disclose the physical funeral."

Hei Pao smiled slightly: "On the fifth floor, I didn't look away. You are really a **** talent. This matter is left to you. Of course, it must be done in the name of Murong Chao. Only when it is done can it be done. Let him ascend the throne smoothly and silence the mouths of those old officials."

Gongsun smiled on the fifth floor and was about to speak. He suddenly thought of something and said, "Master, other things are easy to say, this is Murong Lan..."

Heipao sighed softly: "This is also one of the most difficult things for me to deal with. I will take care of it myself, you don't need to worry about it.

Gongsun gritted his teeth on the fifth floor: "The relationship between this woman and the old emperor is really extraordinary~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and her intelligence is too powerful, I'm afraid we can't hide anything from her today, in case we let him find out. We can just..."

Heipao said solemnly: "I said, I will handle this, you don't need to worry about it, kill or let it go, wait until I see her!"

How dare Gongsun squeak on the fifth floor again, kowtow to the ground again, the black robe passed by him and walked behind the dragon chair. His voice came from the dark shadow: "At the same time as the funeral, send someone to go. After Qin contacted Murongchao's wife, wife and children, Liu Yu was confiscated this time. I'm afraid I will have to find a strong foreign aid in the future."

One day later, the capital of Nanyan, Guanggu, Tianlao, the innermost.

This is a room that is spotlessly cleaned, even sandalwood owl owl, bookcases, tables and chairs are arranged in a proper manner, furniture and bed curtains are inlaid with gold and silver, and sandalwood is burning in the incense burner, if not the big iron outside. The door, even the inner palace of the palace, is nothing more than that.

Murong Lan, dressed in palace costume, sat on the Hu bed with tears in her eyes, looking at the black robe standing in front of her, biting her lips tightly: "How can you do it, he has been with you for decades... ………"