Yu Jun

Although King Wei had already thought about it, he was shocked when he suddenly heard the emperor's blunt words. The treasure mountain in his mind was blurred, and suddenly it became real bit by bit.

In the huge grotto, the brocade has lost its color, and the silk threads are rotten and falling to the ground. Orbs of various colors are rolling into the treasure house, its flowers are burning, and there are thousands of gold and silver piled up like a mountain.

However, he did not dare to agree with the emperor.

In Kuanzhou Mo, the population has withered so much, but it can still keep this secret from generation to generation. It is difficult to deal with at first glance.

Outside Kuanzhou, far away from the court, the emperor's health took a turn for the worse. He was already taking great risks, and with this incident in mind, his trip became even more uneasy.

He quietly looked at the emperor and saw a deep line between the emperor's eyebrows, like a needle sticking into the root of the mountain. It was probably due to a headache, a gloomy look, the corners of his eyes downward, and the skin on his cheeks also fell down.

There is actually white hair on the temples, which seems to have been born in the past two days.

Seeing the emperor looking over, he quickly looked away, looked at the ground, and replied: "Your Majesty, the Mo family is cunning, and the wealth of the Ten Continents is quite deep. I am afraid that I will be busy for a while, and there is no one in my hands, so it will be difficult to use it."

The emperor opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but a mouthful of phlegm blocked all the sounds, and even his breathing became difficult.

He clenched his fists and coughed twice. As he coughed, his head began to hurt like needles.

But he couldn't cough anything out. When he coughed harder, the sound was hollow, like a broken bellows, leaking air everywhere.

Zhang Chongfeng patted and rubbed the emperor's back for a while. When he heard the sound of phlegm, he hurriedly took the spittoon. After the emperor turned his head and spit out a mouthful of phlegm, the tightness in his chest was gone, and he felt briefly comfortable.

"I will order Huang Yiren to take a few people as your bodyguards to Kuanzhou. You will be in the light and he will be in the dark, and we will cooperate."

King Wei quietly breathed a sigh of relief: "I obey the order."

"The person who falsely accused Xiao Mo—" the emperor frowned and thought, "what's his name?"

King Wei said: "Wang Jinghua."

The emperor shook his head: "The one who works as a slave in the Mo family."

He stretched out his hand and hammered his chest. His chest gradually became congested again. There was a deep gong sound when he breathed, and phlegm began to accumulate again.

"Qi Chang," King Wei said worriedly, "Your Majesty, it's better to ask the imperial doctor to take a look first."

The emperor waved his hand: "This Qi Chang knows the Mo Mansion very well, take him with you."

King Wei nodded in agreement: "Would you like to take Wu Jin with you?"

The emperor said: "Xiao Mo exposed his shortcomings and kept him in Kyoto as a hostage. It will be a big help in the future."

Women are really trapped by love and cannot achieve great things.

His chest seemed to be filled with wet cotton. He coughed twice but still couldn't get rid of it, so he coughed again until his face turned red and his ears were red, and his head was covered with sweat before he coughed up phlegm.

Splitting headache.

Zhang Chongfeng was asked to rub tablets of medicine on the back of his neck and philtrum, and he felt a little better.

"If you really can't find it -" he took a few deep breaths and gestured to Zhang Gongfeng to tie a scarf on his forehead, "I don't want to leave you with this serious problem. I will give him instructions when Huang Yiren comes."

Zhang Gongfeng took a yellow scarf and wrapped it tightly around the emperor's forehead.

King Wei nodded: "I understand, Your Majesty, will the general magistrate of Kuanzhou also go with the army?"

The emperor was feeling uncomfortable in every way, and he also knew that he wanted to see who he wanted to be the general judge. He snorted coldly: "The general judge will arrive later. Don't delay. You can go with the army tomorrow."

He really wanted the prince's people to be the general judge, so as to check and balance the king of Wei who had no control.

Just as King Wei was about to respond, a servant came outside the palace gate to report Huang Yiren's arrival.

The emperor called him in. Huang Yiren entered the palace with an anxious look on his face. After seeing the emperor, he knelt down and shouted: "Your Majesty, the prince of Jiyang County was assassinated and died in prison!"

The Prince of Jiyang County is gone?

King Wei's pupils shrank suddenly, and he couldn't control himself. He looked at Huang Yiren blankly, cold sweat dripping from his body layer by layer, the blood on his face instantly faded, and his face turned pale.His butt unconsciously moved away from Xiudun, his legs were half-bent, and he tried to get up in disbelief.

There was a heavy sound in front of the imperial case. It was the tea cup in the emperor's hand falling to the ground. Only then did he realize that he was in the palace, not the palace.

There was a "rumbling" in the emperor's mind. He grabbed Zhang Zongfeng's arm, half stood up top-heavy, and looked at Huang Yiren who was kneeling on the ground. His lips trembled: "What?"

Huang Yiren straightened up and was a little dazed: "After the dynasty dispersed, someone sneaked into the Dali Temple Prison and assassinated the Prince of Jiyang County who was imprisoned this morning."

King Wei's voice was sharp: "Impossible. Is the Dali Temple Prison made of paper? Anyone can break in!"

The emperor reached out and stirred the bowl containing the tablets twice, then wiped it on the yellow towel, and said angrily: "Who? Who did it?"

Huang Yiren lowered his head and replied: "Dali Temple Prison did not intercept the murderer. When my men went to chase him, the assassin was gone. They only saw a set of blood-stained clothes and a dagger thrown in the toilet."

The emperor's mind was in a mess, and he reached out to get the tablet of medicine again. In a panic, the medicine bowl fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.

Zhang Chongfeng supported the emperor, and there was no one else in the palace, so he could only let the fragments lie on the ground. The medicine gas exploded in the charcoal fire, and the whole palace was filled with the pungent smell of medicine.

The emperor stared at Huang Yiren: "Didn't you see it?"

Huang Yiren couldn't help but shudder when he heard the sound of gnashing of teeth, and whispered: "Yes."

The emperor asked again: "Didn't you see anyone suspicious?"

In a hurry, Huang Yiren blurted out: "The personal guards of General Mo's mansion passed by Dali Temple at that time!"

After hearing this, the emperor's expression froze.

He thought for a long time, thinking about everything that happened in the morning.

She was obviously the winner, but she was confused about Wu Jin.

Could it be her?
It must be her!
He suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs, "Go and catch her, it's her!"

Zhang Gongfeng saw that his eyes were about to burst, and he was so frightened that he held on to the emperor tightly while looking outside anxiously, wishing that he could not go out and invite the imperial doctor.

Huang Yiren was frightened and suddenly thought of who the "she" the emperor was talking about was.

Don’t listen to the wind!
He was eager to get up, but quickly restrained his hands and feet.

How to capture a third-grade general without any evidence?

The King of Wei was dumbfounded, sitting there at a loss. Suddenly he woke up, stood up and rushed forward. He and Zhang Gongfeng held the emperor's hands on the left and right.

There was a "snoring" sound in the emperor's throat and he was breathing heavily. After a long time, he calmed down. He threw away the two hands that were clamping on his body and sat down in the chair: "Call the imperial doctor."

Zhang Gongfeng hurriedly rushed to the palace gate, asking people to come in and clean up, and also ordered the imperial doctor to be called.

The emperor's eyes drooped and the corners of his mouth twitched. It took him a long time to calm down.

State affairs and family affairs are intertwined, the way of a gentleman and the art of an emperor are compared, the checks and balances of power and interests, and all kinds of things are like a steel knife, cutting his head into several pieces.

Headache.

exhausted.

This lunatic!

It turns out that she had a purpose and was not losing her mind because of love!
This madman, how dare she!
If he doesn't let Wu Jin leave Beijing, who will be next?
Prince or King of Wei?

He was unable to think anymore, so he opened his mouth and tried his best to say: "Let Hanlinyuan issue the imperial edict and move -"

He immediately thought that this relocation was wrong and could not be considered as letting Wu Jin out: "Add Wu Jin as the general magistrate of Kuanzhou, and give him a house and ten thousand yuan."

A chamberlain took the order and rushed out of the Wenzheng Hall, which was filled with the smell of medicine and shrouded in a heavy pressure. Although there were clouds opening and mist clearing outside the hall, there was still deathly silence.