Jinghong Building

Chapter 42 Fan the Fire (Monthly tickets are over 100% updated)

In Qianhu Camp, Liu Qianhu took some people away, and some of them were sleeping.

Suddenly, a sharp voice came from outside the window: "It's amazing, something big happened. The enemy came to the barracks. Brothers, fight if you can, and run away if you can't!"

The sleeping soldier woke up from his dream and rushed out of the barracks in disheveled clothes. The commander also woke up. He heard the sound, but smelled a burnt smell. He turned around and said, "It's not good, it's gone!"

The sky was bright, and Liu Qianhu asked someone to **** more than fifty Xinzhou troops back, but saw the Qianhu camp in chaos. After asking, he found out that just after he left, the Qianhu camp's armament warehouse was flowing away. The fire was rescued, but the armament warehouse was burned halfway.

Liu Qianhu was furious, no need to ask, this was created by Fu Hai.

Tune the tiger away from the mountain!

What made him even more angry was that Fu Hai actually ran away and didn't catch him!

Liu Qianhu returned to his barracks, and the concubine rushed over crying. Liu Qianhu shouted in annoyance: "Get out!"

He wanted to write a letter, but no, he wrote a complaint, suing Fu Yansheng, Xinzhou, sneak attacked Puwu, injured his general flag, burned his tent, and destroyed his army!

A deputy general reminded worriedly: "Sir, I heard that Fu Yansheng has a close relationship with the King of Jin. If you sue this, will you implicate the King of Jin?"

Liu Qianhu was angry and said, "So what if it is implicated by the King of Jin? If it is really instructed by the King of Jin, then he is rebelling!"

As soon as he said that, Liu Qianhu was stunned.

Yes, why did Fu Hai suddenly break into Puwu? Although Puwu is not a big place, if the King of Jin really rebelled, Puwu would be the first gateway to protect the capital!

Liu Qianhu suddenly realized that he discovered something extraordinary!

Before breakfast, Liu Qianhu had already compiled a letter and sent someone to Pingshanwei. This was not a letter, but a secret letter, an emergency secret letter that was urgently urgently issued by 600 miles.

There were less than 600 miles from Puwu Qianhu Camp to Pingshan Guard. This secret letter came to the hands of Wang Xu, the commander of Pingshan Guard in one hour.

After reading it, Wang Xu thought about it carefully and felt a cold sweat. This matter was too big and he could not make the decision. He called a personal soldier: "You personally send this letter to the capital and hand it over to Fan Ge of the Ministry of War. old!"

Wang Xu was born as a Jinshi in Wu, and now the official of the Ministry of War, Mr. Fan Ge, was his master at that time.

The documents that were expedited by 600 miles were sent to the capital that night. The next morning, the Xinzhou Guard attacked the Qianhu Camp in Puwu at night, burned down the official documents of the military preparation warehouse, and submitted them to the imperial front.

The young emperor looked at the cabinet masters in the lower head, and the chief minister greeted the emperor's inquiring eyes: "Your Majesty, let's discuss it."

Several cabinet masters stayed behind, and the rest were retreating to the court.

Before the pavilions entered the imperial study, the Empress Dowager in Cining Palace received news that Xinzhou Guards sent troops to Puwu!

The Empress Dowager was shocked. A string of small-leaf red sandalwood bracelets that were playing with in his hand fell to the ground. The girl Shi was shocked and quickly knelt down and picked up the bracelets, wiped them carefully with a handkerchief, and held the Empress Dowager with both hands. before.

The Empress Dowager did not go to pick her up and sighed: "He really wants to rebel!"

There was a silence in the hall. They knew who the "he" was mentioned by the Empress Dowager.

King of Jin!

Since the death of the Princess of Jin, the Empress Dowager has never mentioned the word King of Jin again. Whenever he mentioned it, he would use the word "he".

"Come on, let's go to the imperial study!"

The female Shi was about to go out to pass the order, but the Empress Dowager stopped her again: "Forget it, let's go to the palace first."

At this time, the elders were all in the imperial study. If she went there, those guys would not be allowed to disgust her with the words "the harem is not allowed to participate in politics."

Although she has returned to the forefront of others and has become the most noble woman in the world and the Empress Dowager, in the eyes of those old ministers, she is still the Empress Min who was imprisoned by Emperor Taizu!

She couldn't let those old people catch the handle.

Zhong Yi came soon. In addition to the Jinyiwei Guard's identity as a fury, Zhong Yi also had another identity.

His great-grandmother's surname is Min, and he is cousin of the Empress Dowager. In terms of age, he should call him the Empress Dowager a great-grandmother. "You go to Jinyang and go quietly."

After the Empress Dowager finished giving orders, Zhong Yi asked, "That person"

The Empress Dowager's heart tightened, like a cat whose tail was suddenly pinched: "Let's talk about it when you come back from Jinyang."

Zhong Yi didn't say much and took the order to leave the palace.

Alas, the Empress Dowager is still old. When she is old, she will be timid. Otherwise, how could she be afraid of someone who has been missing for decades?

So what if that person is not dead? She is about ten years older than the Empress Dowager. What can the old lady in her eighties and nineties be like?

The old lady who is as powerful as the Marquis of Wu'an's mansion can only show off her power in front of her daughter-in-law.

The day after Pingshanwei's letter entered Beijing, He Ran brought her people and her birds back to the capital.

She sat leisurely on the third floor of Jinghong Building, looking out the window, there were no annoying Jinyiwei, and even the street view was pleasing to the eye.

"The boss, Zhong Yi is leaving Beijing." Xiaoli couldn't wait to tell her the news he just sent.

He Ran pursed her lips and smiled: "Okay, what's going on over the emperor?"

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

Xiaoli opened the second bamboo tube: "The elders of the Pavilion want King Jin and Fu Yan to go to Beijing and tell them clearly in person, but the Empress Dowager refused to let him go. The emperor had no idea and was still in a stalemate."

He Ran smiled again: "Okay."

Xiaoli opened the third bamboo tube again and said, "Oh, this is the news from Zhending."

"What did you say?" He Ran asked.

"Yan's disappearance. The Yan family said that the He family killed the person. They went to the He family to make trouble every day and sued the yamen." Xiaoli said curiously. She had never seen the Yan family and didn't know what kind of person it was. .

He Ran knew that Yan was taken away by the people from the Lao family, but he didn't know life and death for the time being.

However, if it were her, Yan would not die silently. However, she would ignore what she would do next. This is the hatred of the Lao family. A daughter died and a granddaughter died. They can't take revenge any time they want.

She buried a thunder and handed the lead to the Lao family. If the Lao family couldn't even do this well, she had nothing to say.

Xiaoli took out another roll of paper from the bamboo tube: "This was also sent by the great grandma, and she was talking about the literary meeting of Jinghonglou."

He Ran became interested: "Have you found a good seedling in the literary club?"

This was what she asked Zuo Xiaoai to pay special attention to before coming to the capital. Jinghonglou's literary association was not to mess with the He family. It was enough to leave the He family to Lao Guanghuai, so she was too lazy to do it herself.

She has just come back now, and all the sisters in the past are old, and she has only seen a few of her younger generations. Besides, her sisters are all like her, fighting, killing, eating, drinking, and having fun, so there are always a few that can be used A good scholar.

So she had to hold a literary party and choose a few people who could use it. At the worst, she had to write a good handwriting.

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(This chapter ends)