Feiyu waited quietly beside Ling Yan, this can actually be regarded as a first-class sailor who can be regarded as the next shopkeeper of the water room, after all, his teacher is an old manager, and Feiyu also has a lot of merits in the water room, most of these files of King Yun's rebellion this time actually have Feiyu playing a very important role in the middle.
And Ling Yan's face was like a frosted eggplant, it was very ugly, now that the truth of the matter was getting clearer and clearer, how should he choose?
Although His Majesty did not have any excessive behavior towards himself, and even a little spoiled, he loved him more than many princes, and after his father's death, his love for his descendants did not decrease anything, but since that incident, he has stayed away from the imperial palace, and he has no close thoughts about the imperial master in the palace, and even after he gradually became sensible, he was still a little afraid in his heart, because he heard such rumors when he was a child.
But really, His Majesty didn't act too much towards himself, if he didn't degrade himself to Yudu County, he would have been like this, not to mention that even if he degraded himself to Yudu County, he didn't do anything.
The first time he was ordered to return to Beijing, the days after that were turned upside down, although he was deprived of the throne on his body, but in exchange for the four divisions of the prison with real power, and the throne of the Zhenshi Wangfu was only temporarily taken from his head, and when he really had that qualification, the prince's hat would naturally come back.
Anyway, over the years, His Majesty has not been very bad with himself and the teacher in the palace, but he can't tolerate the old people who kill the camp and the Zhenshi Army.
Ling Yan suddenly smirked, he laughed at himself for being stupid.
"It's also ha, a little prince of the Zhenshi Palace, who has been smoothed out and scared, and Ling Ji, the owner of the camp, who is getting worse and worse year by year, how can the Son of Heaven care, and what worries Your Majesty is that the Zhenshi army is still fighting to break the camp."
But even if he clearly knew that these were just the tricks of the Taizheng Emperor, Ling Yan couldn't hate him, but if you killed my father, then you were the enemy who killed my father, and the unfilial people in this world will always be ridiculed.
"Flying Fish, you said that if we rebel, we have a good chance of winning, and if we lose, we have a little hope of escaping."
No wonder Zhu Si and the others were not allowed to follow them up the mountain, otherwise they would be frightened when they heard these words, and rebelled, this is a serious crime of the Nine Clans.
But Feiyu is worthy of being a foolish and loyal water house guest, and when he heard this, he really began to think about it, but in the end he shook his head and said: "Doomed to failure, as for whether you can escape, it depends on the prison heaven division where the little prince is now."
"Huh?
How to say this. ” Feiyu smiled, "Little Lord should know that the most powerful dark power in the imperial court is actually the Heavenly Supervisor, and the golden silk clothes are just more mysterious and high-end power is also more powerful than the Heavenly Prison Division, but it is really inferior to the power of the Heavenly Prison Division." ” "In fact, if it weren't for the successive changes in the Wangfu's Killing Battalion over the years, the current Killing Battalion would be comparable to the Heavenly Division.
As for why it can only be compared and not surpassed, it is because the chief director of the Heaven Supervision Division, Hong Luoyu.
The teacher once said to me that when the prince was alive, he bluntly said that the Taizheng Dynasty could have one less king of the town, but only Hong Luoyu could not be missing. ” "And the palace defected, if the people from the Heavenly Prison Division did not come out, then the golden clothes and those reckless men alone would not be able to keep the little prince and others, if Hong Luoyu intervened, the hope would be extremely slim."
Ling Yan sighed, the current situation is really difficult to handle, since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety are in a dilemma, but he is very unhappy that this word loyalty and filial piety is in front of him, because in his eyes, filial piety can be the first place.
Besides, he just felt that he should get justice for Ling Yuanshan's death now, and everyone could bear this matter, turning a blind eye, but Ling Yan couldn't do it, even if this matter was just a guess now, but this guess Ling Yan felt that it was not far from ten.
It's just that Feiyu is right, rebelling now, but he is really killing himself, and Ling Yan is not willing to let so many people die because of his own selfish thoughts.
Now standing behind the palace are not only Zhen Shijun and the people who killed the camp, but also most of the people of the Fourth Division of the Prison Heaven Division, as well as Fu Gui, and this side of the Southwest Road, anyway, it is not a lonely person in the past, so he has become cautious when doing things.
"It's difficult, let's take one step at a time."
Ling Yan still hasn't said anything to Feiyu, but he doesn't plan to say it now, and there are many times when he doesn't need to say it too clearly.
The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk.
Ling Yan and Feiyu stood together, this is a low hill, barren mountains and wild mountains, and there are not too many birds and beasts, so at this time, the voice of a yellow wolf came from in the distance, which was clearly audible, which made Ling Yan surprised, it stands to reason that even if it is very quiet here, it should not be so clear that the sound in the distance should not come so clearly.
"Little Wangye, Feiyu will retire first, and the teacher told me to stay in Liangzhou, Huangzhou, Southeast Province during this time, so I can't go back to Beijing with Little Wangye."
After getting Ling Yan's consent, the flying fish turned around and walked down another stone step, the old manager asked the flying fish to do in Liangzhou, Huangzhou Ling Yan didn't know, but at the beginning, when he asked the old manager to go out of the mountain, he made it clear that he could do it when the old manager felt that it was right, and he didn't need to go through his consent, and he didn't need to use people who were suspicious, not to mention that Ling Yan had always believed that the old manager would not be untargeted.
Ling Yan was the only one left on the mountain at this time, and the sunset pulled his figure, long for a while and short for a while, and there were times when there was no shadow directly, until a cold wind blew in front of him, he found that the night was already dark.
There was darkness in all directions, only there was a fire at the bottom of the mountain, it was Zhu Si and the accompanying guards, their faces were anxious but helpless, Lord Qincha had stayed on the slopes of this unknown mountain for so long, nothing would happen.
A guard asked Zhu Si if he wanted to send two people up to take a look, if something went wrong, they couldn't afford to take the blame, but Zhu Si glanced at the person who spoke, and snorted coldly, "Since the adult has ordered, then we as subordinates can only obey, the adult wants us to wait at the bottom of the mountain, naturally there is a reason for the adult, if you go up and make the adult angry, then everyone will suffer." ” Since even Lord Zhu Sizhu, a henchman beside Lord Qincha, said this, no one dared to say such things again, so they waited until nightfall, and a few stars gradually hung up in the sky, and then more and more, and they also lit torches on the ground.
However, Lord Qincha was still on the hillside, even if they were a little scared in their hearts, they didn't dare to move their steps without permission, finally, Ling Yan's figure appeared in the firelight, Zhu Si immediately greeted him with joy, and then draped the fox fur coat that had been sent by people earlier on Ling Yan's shoulders, the night here was the same as that on the southwest road, it was cold, comparable to the occasional cold in the capital.
Ling Yan fastened his belt, and walked slowly forward in the arch guard of a group of people, the road under his feet became clear because of the illumination of the firelight, and the red flame made everyone's faces feel a little hot, as for Ling Yan, who was among the many torches, he felt that his face was a little hot.
Zhu Si's mind suddenly became sensitive at this time, and he knew that the little prince felt a little hot, so he motioned for everyone to go a little farther, and then asked everyone to change to another hand to hold the torch, which allowed many wisps of cool breeze to come in.
Ling Yan suddenly stopped, stretched out his hands to cover his cheeks, ten fingers were imprinted outside his eyes, a feeling of exhaustion arose spontaneously, and in this way, he blinded his eyes to have a sense of relaxation, he took a deep breath and then spit out heavily, and the "depression" that he had obtained earlier on the slope of Dianjiangtai Mountain was released.
Most people think that Lord Qincha is tired, and Zhu Si feels it, the little prince is not only tired but also has too many things in his heart, Zhu Si walks with his head down, he has self-knowledge, he is just a pawn in front of him, and he can't do it to the point where he can talk to the little prince for the time being, as for whether there can be such a scene in the future, it is actually very difficult.
Continuing to walk, the Qincha team has been waiting on the official road, this is another place full of fire, waiting for Ling Yan to get into the carriage, Zhu Si drove a "drive", the horsewhip waved in the air with a clear crisp sound, and the team set off.
On the way, the team of the ministers looked like a fire dragon from a distance, in fact, there were not so many people, but because the road was too deserted, this team seemed so noticeable and abrupt.
When passing through the village along the way, a child who had just come back from playing pointed to this side and shouted, "The official is coming, the official is leaving." ” As for passing through the counties, the county guards of a county also climbed up overnight, and hurriedly prepared the carriage and horses to rush to this side, but unfortunately because the night was too thick, they were all refused to be received, but all the things sent were also accepted.
However, in the middle of the night, more than 30 officials from two counties came to ask for a meeting, to be precise, they only came to make a familiar face or to let Lord Qincha know that such a person had given a gift, and then these officials outside Beijing would be able to have a new career.
In the carriage, Ling Yan hadn't slept all the time, not because it was too noisy outside, but because he wasn't sleepy at all, since Feiyu had investigated that matter almost roughly, what should he do when he returned to Beijing to face the saint now?
Over the years, Ling Yan has a kind of fear of meeting the Son of Heaven, and the few meetings so far are full of dangers, and he met Jian Yi and the assassin of the Wu Kingdom at the monthly meeting, and knelt in the imperial study all night, anyway, it seems that every time he sees the emperor, there is nothing good.
This trip to Beijing is necessary to enter the palace face saint, and at the beginning, Ling Yan was only a little afraid in his heart, but now after finding out more reasons for Ling Yuanshan's death, he was a little apprehensive about entering the palace face saint this time, and he didn't know how to face it.
He was afraid that when the time came, he couldn't help but ask directly, which was tantamount to a thunderbolt on a sunny day, but this thunderbolt on a sunny day was split over the head of the palace.
So Ling Yan couldn't sleep, the light in the carriage was not ordinary wax, but four night pearls the size of a small half a fist, such a minister can be described as luxurious, of course, compared to the night pearls full of cars of Hong Luoyu, the chief director of the Heavenly Supervision Division.
The night entered the house, but now it was night in the carriage, the moonlight was very bright tonight, and there were many stars in the sky, tomorrow should be a sunny day, but Ling Yan's mood seemed to have stayed in that dusk, and the morning sun after the long night could not be seen for a long time.
The capital was getting closer and closer, but Ling Yan was getting more and more nervous, when he approached the world's first male city, the sky had just dawned, and the city gate had only just been lifted.
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When Ling Yan, the minister of the Qin Mission, who inspected the southwest province, had just entered the city when the team of Rucheng entered the city, there was a general who guarded the city gate to greet him in person, Ling Yan didn't recognize this person, but he also knew that this guy's position was a good errand for fat and fat, after all, he had a small military power in his hands, and although the reputation of the Jiucheng Soldiers and Horses Division outside the capital was not very good, how could he still have a great prestige in the city.
However, this general, who needs to be tied to most people in the capital, is groveling at this moment, because it is Ling Yanling who is in charge of the four divisions of the prison heaven division who entered the city, and the four divisions have been more thunderous in the famous hall of the capital for a while, and Duan Ping, the prime minister who was once known as the two major civil officials with the scholars of the literary university, was brought into the hands of the four divisions of the prison heaven division, and later successively brought down several second-grade servants, and these are the handiwork of the one in front of him.
At dawn, the majestic wind was blowing and cool, Ling Yan's convoy slowly headed towards the palace, there was no big court meeting and no small court meeting today, so the Taizheng Emperor could have idle time to wait for him, the minister who returned from inspecting the southwest road.
However, although there is no court meeting today, the Taizheng Emperor is still waiting in the Guixin Hall, which is called the Jinluan Hall by the ordinary people, and the Taizheng Emperor is high up on the dragon chair with both hands, and his eyes are far away, as if he can see every inch of land in the world.
Looking to the north, it is a vast land where treasures and dangers coexist, tens of millions of barbarian tribesmen, and the only empire in the north, Great Zhou, which is gradually growing, are also preparing to challenge the majesty of this overlord king.
In the south, the man relied on the sword in his hand to disturb the order of the world, which was supposed to be used by the empire, but in the end he turned the tip of the sword towards himself.
In other places, only some ants fight, too petty, and as for the wider East, it is a mysterious and unpredictable unknown land.
Sitting in the east and waiting for the eight directions to worship, the current Emperor of the Taisho Empire shows endless majesty in this known land.
No matter how sharp the sword in the hand of the tomb owner of the sword tomb is, it still can't stop the millions of swords under this man's command, and the gods of the northern land sit on a territory no less than the Taisho Empire, but they don't have the determination to unify the universe, and the rest of the ghosts and spirits are all surviving under the emperor's might.