Village Girl Struggle

Gao Han's eyes turned, and he smiled gloomily.

"No matter what my ancestor said, how dare my grand nephew dare to do something with my elders, even if my father and king came, he wanted to call you aunt."

If True Person Bi Ling didn't have such an identity, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to flatten the entire Baiyuntang just by imprisoning his old enemies.

Not to mention that Real Bi Ling let the emperor and a few princes escape.

Humph, a thousand counts, but I didn’t expect that good emperor would leave such a way to retreat. Even if he was poisoned and could not speak, he could escape from the secret road with the two princes and hid in Baiyun Hall. .

If it hadn't been for Miaohua's report, these confidantes would almost be hidden in the suburbs of Beijing, and it would be possible to kill a carbine at any time.

I originally received the secret report and brought heavy soldiers to catch people, but I didn't want this Baiyuntang to be a tough one. There were many masters in Guanli. Just attacking the various courtyards of Baiyuntang would cause a lot of damage to my side. Fortunately, Most of these people are the second princes. Otherwise, if the people in charge of them are broken, they will not be able to deal with the father and the king in the future.

However, Baiyuntang's lower court now has no one to live, but it claims to be his own heart, and it is also regarded as reporting the shame of being imprisoned a few days ago.

"My aunt is noble, and there is no dust at the moment, but I should also know the winners and losers, and the people who know the current affairs are the talents. The second prince will ascend the throne if he is watching. The remaining people have a way of life. They are all weak women. If they have to be reduced to a situation where life is worse than death, will the aunt have the heart?"

Gao Han talked eloquently, and involuntarily stepped forward a few steps. The little Dao Gu glared at him, but stood tall and stood in front of Bi Ling Dao Ren.

Gao Han's gaze fell on Little Taoist's body along the way, scanning from top to bottom, the little Taoist only felt that she felt an agitated spirit in her heart, and her body was cold. It seems to have been crawled across the feet by an icy snake.

But I saw Gao Han pointing at himself, "I heard that this little Taoist aunt is the grandson of my aunt's most dearest*? My aunt would definitely not want to see this little Taoist die in the hands of so many rude sergeants, right?"

Bi Ling, who was lying on the sapphire couch, opened his eyes wide, then narrowed slightly, and took a deep look at Gao Han, as if he was carrying a frost and a blade, but he made Gao Han's heart grind for a while, and subconsciously stopped moving forward. pace.

The royal princess lived more than seventy years old, and she could be regarded as the longest lifespan in the royal family. It must not be underestimated, otherwise Miaohua, who has only died soon, is his sign for the previous car.

Real Bi Ling let out a sneer.

"Nowadays, people are swordsmen and I am fish. Do you think that the way will follow you people? Life and death are fate. If Baiyuntang can't escape this catastrophe, it is their luck. However, Gao Han. You. I underestimated my Baiyuntang. Even if I couldn’t survive, I would die with the enemy, it’s more than enough..."

Real Bi Ling said, slapped on the edge of his couch with one hand.

He heard a bang, but saw the ground under the wide table near Gao Han. Suddenly, a black hole was opened, and the table, even the table and all the things on the table, fell violently...

Gao Han stared at him clearly.

Nanuo's table case fell like that without warning!

But the ground closed strangely. The sapphire floor was so tight that there was no trace of it. It seems that there has never been a table before.

This, this **** thing is clearly a secret room full of agencies!

Sure enough, these old guys who lived for seventy or eighty years old are all mature old foxes!

Gao Han felt that the vest was chilly, and his feet seemed to be stepping on the tip of a blazing knife. It is possible to fall into that unfathomable trap at any time, and he forbears for so many years before he has the chance to show up. Can't be killed in this small bedroom without knowing it.

Alpine complexion changed.

Although he was calm, his slightly trembling fingers exposed the fear in his heart. Fortunately, he was wearing a robe and his fingers were hidden in his sleeves. No one could see his panic.

"Since my aunt was unwilling, my grand-nephew did not dare to force... grand-nephew to retire..."

Gao Han only felt that although he was talking with a smile, his face was stiff. He retreated as he talked, and finally withdrew from the door.

Phew, thank goodness!

Before he was in the room, he unexpectedly felt a deep fear, feeling that the old Taoist Bi Ling wanted to keep himself in that bedroom forever.

Consciously being in a safe place, Gao Han raised his voice at the door again, "Auntie should think about it, after all, so many people can't be held forever..."

Before he finished his words, he heard a scream from the window near to the left. The cold was like a frightened bird, and he quickly closed his voice and withdrew from the main hall.

Little Taoist aunt looked at the real Bi Ling in surprise, her eyes lighted, "Master, it turns out that there are institutions everywhere in this temple, why doesn't Master trap the bad guy underground?"

Real Bi Ling said indifferently, "The time has not arrived."

Seeing Xiao Daogu's small round face that suddenly raised hope, Bi Ling felt a little bitter in his heart.

Can she say that she is coaxing the little Taoist to feel at ease? The real organ in this hall is in her own room.

If Baiyuntang has institutions everywhere, how can the Second Prince and Gao Han's troops attack and suffer heavy losses?

Even if the emperor came back with King Qin's men and horses, Baiyuntang would soon exist in name only.

As for the window just now, it is probably the right time. No one has cleaned and closed the window these days, causing the window to be blown by the strong wind.

Gao Han walked out of the main hall, stepping on the hard bluestone slab, and only then had a sense of security.

Although the two princes are now in an alliance with themselves, the natural human heart will also change when the situation changes. He now controls most of the imperial city, but lacks a good upper level. The old Taoist Bi Ling is unwilling to write this. Advising him to enter the table, he is the most anxious in fact, and he can't take the risk for it.

Anyway, being trapped in this Baiyun Hall, the old Taoist aunt will have to compromise sooner or later even if she has an agency.

Gao Han raised his head, and the sky in late autumn was clear and clear, but it was a good weather.

A gray-clothed guard walked in with holding his breath, and told Gao Han of the conversation between the old aunt and the little aunt who had just overheard.

Gao Han's heart shuddered, hum, this Baiyuntang is really evil.

It's no wonder that hundreds of soldiers have not caught his good emperor and cousins ​​here!

What is the old lady waiting for?

Could it be that he had to wait until his good emperor uncle led his soldiers to come back before he had to take all his rebellious ministers all at once?

Thinking that the stone road under his feet might also be within the scope of a certain institution, Gao Han felt a little uncomfortable.

Gao Han strode out of the Baiyuntang Intermediate Courtyard.

Suddenly it occurred to him that he hadn't been to see the pesky Du Xiaohou since he fell into his hands. It just happened that he didn't want to stay in the courtyards of Baiyuntang, so he just went to see this old acquaintance.

About a moment later, Gao Han was in the lower courtyard of Baiyuntang.

After revisiting the old place, most of the Taoist priests who saw him in embarrassment at the beginning have become Huang Quanke. The former Daomen palace is empty, except for the soldiers guarding. Nor see.

There seemed to be a faint smell of blood in the air.

The lower court of Baiyuntang definitely doesn't have any trouble-making mechanism, otherwise the guardians of Baiyuntang will not be completely destroyed.

Gao Han felt proud when he thought of this.

"Where is Du Hong? My son will look at the old man."

The guards led Gao Han to a small courtyard. When Gao Han looked at it, he couldn't help but smile.

Isn't this the same small courtyard where I was imprisoned in the lower courtyard of Baiyuntang?

Stroll down the stone steps.

The high walls on both sides appeared to be getting higher and higher, and when people reached the ground of the yard, the walls had reached an unclimbable height.

Seeing towering and depressing.

Except for a guard at the entrance of the yard, there is no one in the yard.

Some movement came out only in one small room.

Gao Han approached, followed by a pair of inseparable guards behind him.

"What are you going to do?"

The people in the room heard the movement of Gao Han and his group, and guarded the door with their bodies, their voices hoarse with excitement.

He was a man in his thirties, but Gao Han recognized him, and the long follower Du Shun who often followed Du Hong.

Gao Han's lips curled up, and he smiled cheerfully, "My son is here to see how the Lord Du Hou is injured, is he still alive?"

This Lord Du Xiaohou is really a royalist party. The chaos in the city that night looked like that, and he did not forget to take a long follower and follow the emperor all the way to Baiyuntang. A thousand soldiers surrounded Baiyuntang and ran away the emperor and a few The prince, but left the emperor's Luo.

Seeing that Du Xiaohou had a few arrows in his body, blood-stained half of his body, but still angry, he ordered him to be imprisoned in the lower courtyard. Unexpectedly, his life would be too great, and he was still alive after four or five days.

Du Shun gritted his teeth, staring at Gao Han and his eyes were cracking, and he was about to rush towards Gao Han when he moved.

The guard behind Gao Han shot Du Shun three or four feet away with a palm. Du Shun vomited blood, struggled a few times, and finally managed to sit up.

It's not that Du Shun's martial arts is not good, but that he also injured his arm. There is almost no food to eat these days, which is not helpful.

Gao Han and his party have already walked into the house.

I lived in this kind of hut in the cold weather. It was cold and narrow, with only one bed, one table and two chairs inside, and it was very simple.

But now Master Du Xiaohou is like a dead dog, facing the sky on his back, lying on a hard board, with no cover on his body, only a robe is put on, and he wants to come off the long casual outside.

The subordinates of Gao Han and the second prince would naturally not give the royalist Du Xiaohou how good treatment.

Du Hong's complexion was so pale that there was no trace of blood, like a newly cut jade version of paper.

He closed his eyes tightly, his lips pressed tightly, and there was a trace of blood on the side of his cheek.

His face was wiped very clean, and since he was in such an embarrassing situation, he did not seem to hide his beauty.

But one of the four big princes in the capital, I am afraid that it will become the past, right?

ps: Thank you Xiao Li Li for the little pink, the first one this month~~