The first-level Zhaohua Thousand-level Hall

Chapter 131 Don't Leave Me

Xu Qingluo speculated in his heart that since the third prince appeared in Wuzhou City, he would definitely not do nothing. The emperor would leave after the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven. This is the opportunity.

Although Lang Sheng didn't promise Qing Luo the words to protect himself when necessary, but he really cared about the reminder to Xu Qing Luo, and chose a vast paddock in the center of Wuzhou City as the venue for the ceremony. Lang Sheng led people to clean up the place several times in a carpet-like manner. Not to mention the tighter protection of the imperial guards, the officials and troops in Wuzhou City were also mobilized, but they were mobilized to deploy defenses around the main roads, so as not to Let some scheming people mix in.

It can really be called a post in three steps, and a post in five steps.

Soldiers in bright armor stand on both sides, looking extraordinarily imposing, and the people in Wuzhou City are amazed. This is the royal style.

It's just that Lang Sheng's sleep time is less, and his eye circles are more blue. Even after using the medicine given by the girl, some lost spirit is lost, and no medicine will work. A prince casually suggested that the emperor do it for his own face. In the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, the most stressful one was none other than Lang Sheng.

For things like the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony, there will be no mistakes if it is done well, and it has nothing to do with Lang Sheng, but if there is any slight mistake, all the blame will be Lang Sheng's.

However, in order to let the people of Wuzhou City see that his monarchy is bestowed by heaven, the emperor let all the people come to see the emperor sacrifice to heaven, and he also brought those princes and concubines with him, all of whom wanted to be protected, and all of them were delicate masters. So one can imagine the pressure on Lang Sheng.

The ceremony of worshiping heaven requires not only safety protection, but also altars and altars. All kinds of things for worshiping heaven need to be built ready-made by people, which is time-consuming and complicated.

It's not unusual for Lang Sheng to become more and more flustered, but Xu Qingluo's heart ached so badly that he stopped making pills, and just made soup for men to drink. On the other side of the venue of the Tianda Ceremony, many of Lang Sheng's subordinates made fun of him.

The people who followed Lang Sheng were all people he trusted, so most of their teasing was with good intentions.

Xu Qingluo knew this, and was generous, but Lang Sheng was thin-skinned, and with a cold face after being teased, he drove away all those guys who liked to get close.

As for the nourishing soup that Xu Qingluo made with his own hands, on the first day he received it from Lang Sheng, he drank up all of it, making the subordinates around him who were drooling from the smell of the soup greedy. Shout out, General Hulang has no loyalty, and won't leave anything to his brothers who are also working hard.

Of course they were just joking, but not long before their words got out, the servants of Xu's family also brought soup, which was not as precious as Lang Sheng's made by Xu Qingluo himself, and the taste was excellent, but But they are all medicinal meals with nourishing medicinal materials, carefully cooked by the Xu family's kitchen, but the intention is to arrive.

For a while, the young lady of the Xu family that Lang Sheng liked had a very good reputation among the imperial guards, and she was extremely popular. Everyone would smile when they saw him no matter what they thought.

Cannibalism is soft-mouthed and short-handed, this saying has been passed down from ancient times to the present, and there is nothing wrong with it.

"The boys are all very strong, and they have nowhere to vent their blood on weekdays. They need to practice all day long to calm down their hot heads. What's the point of drinking these soups and waters? It’s overdone, and the medicinal materials used in the tonic must be expensive, it’s still a tonic for so many people, I’ll make up for you later—”

Lang Sheng's words were held down by Xu Qingluo with one hand, and the girl looked at him with watery eyes: "Hot blood belongs to hot blood. My prescription is a good prescription for nourishing for nothing. It is a good prescription for making up for things. Yes, since they are your subordinates now, their health will be better. Naturally, I don’t care about spending money. I will help and take care of your subordinates. There is no difference between your money and mine. Why are you being polite to me? ? If you are more polite, I will be angry."

Xu Qingluo's words have reached this point, Lang Cheng naturally can't say anything more, but he has made up his mind, and when he turns around, let his subordinates see if there are any valuable but unobtrusive things in the general's mansion. The things were sent to Xu Qingluo. Although most of the things that were bestowed by the palace had the imprint of the palace and were not easy to sell for money, but a small part still had no imprint, especially those things made of gold, as long as they were smelted. Ready-made silver taels.

During the period when he returned to the capital to report on his duties, although he felt helpless because the emperor had never agreed to his return to the border, but instead kept him by his side as a show of favor, but now that he thinks about it, at least there is a little bit of benefit in his pocket, because The emperor kept rewarding things, and he had a little bit of foundation.

It is true that there is no need to be polite between him and Xu Qingluo, but for some things, Lang Sheng has his own principles, such as money, he doesn't want to take advantage of the Xu family Xu Qingluo.

Xu Qingluo didn't know that Lang Cheng had other plans in mind. Seeing him nodding in acquiescence to his words, the smile on his lips widened. The girl took the man's hand, moved closer to the man's ear, and lowered her voice, almost whispering. : "In fact, there is another important reason. The soup that everyone drinks together is not as expensive as the soup you use. I am happy to spend money for you."

After finishing speaking, Xu Qingluo quickly turned around before waiting for Lang Sheng's answer, and almost trotted away.

Lang Cheng stared at the girl's lithe back almost dumbfounded, thinking of the girl's love words that seemed to have some playful murmurs, her cheeks were a little bit red, the heat was burning, and it was even spreading.

A subordinate of the Imperial Guard next to him happened to see the change in the man's face, and exaggeratedly shouted: "General, are you overdoing it, your face turns red when you think about it."

"What are you thinking about? Of course I'm thinking about my little wife, how can I still think about us big bastards."

Someone laughed and said.

"The general is lucky. After running so far, there are still people who care about me all the time. Hey, my wife can't wait for me to die outside. How can there be such a gentle and pleasant person who always helps me tonic."

"I don't even look at how many times you were caught and raped by your fierce wife in the brothel."

A few people let out a laugh that only men can understand, but unfortunately they didn't know that the mighty and majestic general Lang Chenglang in their hearts who was more manly than everyone else, didn't think too much about those things in their hearts, but Because of the girl's rather ambiguous words, her cheeks blushed innocently.

"What a flower on cow dung."

Standing in the distance, the prince had seen that scene early on, and his face was a little ugly.

From the first time he saw Xu Qingluo, he had some thoughts on her. Could it be that the whole world is the king's land? As the crown prince, he thought Xu Qingluo was her blessing. Don't avoid them like snakes and scorpions, Xu Qingluo hides him better than snakes and scorpions.

Originally, the crown prince wanted to use his identity to suppress or ask the queen to help. The daughter of a mere doctor, how could he not get it if he fell in love with it? Climbing into his own bed, he even thought about how Xu Qingluo would regret his avoidance of him at the beginning.

But all of this is the crown prince's imagination after all. As soon as the incident in Xu's mansion came out, Xu Qingluo was not only protected by Lang Cheng, but also strived to show his face in front of the emperor. Even if the crown prince wanted to use some means to force him to no.

Sometimes, although a beauty is beautiful, the most unforgettable thing for a man is not the beauty, but the inability to get these four words. The more the prince can't get Xu Qingluo, the more itchy he feels towards her.

"Your Highness, the Xu family is just a commoner with a medical household. Although he has been rewarded by His Majesty, he is also a servant of the royal family. His Highness, who is a noble person, can take a fancy to that Xu family, but it is enough for the Xu family. Lose face, Lang Sheng is just a rude general, how could he compete with His Highness, or else this servant will help you bring Mrs. Xu to your side."

The servant next to the prince smiled and made a somewhat obscene gesture.

It's not that the prince is not indifferent, but he just thought of the emperor's indifference to him these days: "Forget it, it's just a woman. There will be no shortage of women in the palace in the future. When the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven is successfully completed, the emperor should put more emphasis on the palace. At that time, there was no woman who wanted what she wanted."

Although the crown prince said so, his eyes were dim. When he passed the period of being neglected by the emperor, the Xu family would be in his palm sooner or later.

Let's take advantage of Lang Cheng, a rude soldier.

Lang Sheng turned his head, only the imperial guards and officers and soldiers around him, and the men recruited from the common people who were building the altar in the distance, nothing unusual.

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"With such tight protection, won't we fail?"

The third prince put down his clairvoyance, hesitant in the remaining eye, turned to look at the person sent by Mu Qing beside him, and asked.

"The head of the sect has explained that everything is going according to the plan. No matter how strict the protection is, it is not enough to be mentally unintentional. Just a poisoned arrow can solve everything. Don't you want to be that person? "

The man wearing the mask whispered to the third prince, his voice was extraordinarily soft and pleasant, in a trance, it seemed to contain temptation, he was describing the future for the third prince, describing the beauty of the future: "What's more, three Has Your Highness forgotten the person in the palace who is still waiting for you? You hold such a good card in your hand, wouldn't it be a pity if you didn't take the opportunity to do something?"

In the only remaining eye of the third prince, the thoughts and worries in it were gradually replaced by traces of ambition and madness. His hand was clenched into a fist, and he lowered his eyes: "You are right, I With so many good cards in hand, and the support of the sect master, if I can't grasp this rare opportunity, even I will cast aside myself."

The third prince took another deep look at the extremely tight sentry posts in the distance of the ceremony, got up and walked downstairs.

The young man wearing a mask casually played with the empty cup in his palm. His five fingers were slender and pale, and he looked sickly.

The man suddenly laughed softly, with sarcasm and blood-sucking in his laughter: "Let me see, who will win this time."

He was really curious about how Lang Sheng and Xu Qingluo would deal with this life-and-death battle between father and son and brothers.

When Xiao Er came up with the dishes, he only saw the big open window and an ingot of gold on the table in front of the window, dripping with bright light under the flickering and leaking sunlight.

Xiao Er was stunned at first, and then he was pleasantly surprised. He should be able to get a reward for such a large ingot of gold.

Xiao Er, who was clearing the table, had no idea what kind of two scary-looking people were sitting at the table just now, and those two people even discussed the matter of assassination just now.

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There are many people and great strength. Five days later, the simple but majestic altar of offering sacrifices to heaven completely stood in the center of Wuzhou City. Compared with the two altars of offering sacrifices to heaven in the imperial city and Mount Tai, it was far behind, but for the Wuzhou City For the common people, it was an eye-opener. The most important thing is what the emperor's sacrifice to the sky in Wuzhou City represented.

It means that Wuzhou City is a good place, so that the emperor can worship the sky here, and it represents the emperor's importance to the people of Wuzhou City. After all, worshiping the sky is extremely sacred. On that day, almost everyone in Wuzhou City was empty. The people of the city flocked to the center of the city.

Xu Qingluo looked at the waves of people, at the black heads and the extremely crowded crowd looking down from a high place, and then at the bright yellow emperor who came down from a holy car, with an expression on his face. It's all worry.

The idea of ​​the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven is really a typical example of hurting others and benefiting oneself. Is the prince's head all muddy?

Long Live Your Majesty, Your Majesty's Holy Spirit's shouts kept ringing in my ears. If nothing happened in such a chaotic situation, it would be a lie.

Even though he had thought it through at the beginning, he reminded Lang Sheng that at this moment, when things came to an end, Xu Qingluo found that he was still worried, worried about Lang Sheng's safety.

But she had done everything she could do, no matter how much she could do, Xu Qingluo regretted that she hadn't learned martial arts, she wasn't as proficient as medicine, at least she could stand in the position of Lang Sheng. Your side will not become a burden.

"Miss, look how powerful General Lang is."

Baicao didn't know Xu Qingluo's worry, seeing the girl looking at the altar over there without blinking, she thought she understood and laughed out loud.

Xu Qingluo withdrew his gaze, but still held his hand tightly, turned his head suddenly, and said to Baicao, "Take my medicine box away, let's go there."

No matter what happens later, Xu Qingluo will do her best to help Lang Sheng. She shouldn't underestimate herself. She has no martial arts, but she has medical skills. As long as she has the heart and tries her best, she will not be useless.

Baicao looked at Xu Qingluo's running back in surprise, tilted her head and didn't understand why her lady was so serious at this time, but she was used to being obedient, so she didn't ask much, picked up the medicine box on the table, and chased after Xu Qing Fall over.

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The sun is shining brightly, and it’s time to offer sacrifices to the heavens. The civil and military soldiers around the emperor stand on both sides, bowing, and the personal servants around the emperor stand at the front and sing a song to start the ceremony. Please, Your Majesty the emperor. , wearing a nine-dragon robe, walked slowly with the sudden sound of bells and drums. There were no chariots, no horses, and the emperor appeared with a kind of majesty in the midst of dragons and tigers. Suddenly, everyone forgot the emperor's year In the current situation of old age and frailty, I just feel that what I see again is a illustrious king who is rich in the world.

Although the altar is simply built, it is not as exquisite and gorgeous as the two places in the capital city and Mount Tai, but it has what it should have, such as the tablets of the Seven Ancestors. On the north side of the front of the center stone, there is a tablet dedicated to the emperor and God. On the east and west sides of the second floor are secondary seats, which are tablets for the sun, moon, stars, clouds, rain, wind and thunder. The sacrifices dedicated to heaven and earth were successively offered, such as jade, silk, whole cattle, sheep, and pigs, as well as wine, fruit, dishes, and various ritual vessels, adding up to more than a hundred pieces. In the eyes of those well-informed civil and military people, it is already extremely simple, but in the eyes of the people of Wuzhou City, they are amazed. Just looking at this sacrifice, they feel that this ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven is really extraordinary, and it really is a royal atmosphere.

Afterwards, the emperor recited the sacrificial speech, respecting the ancestors, heaven and earth, and the common people, praying that the weather in Daqing would be favorable, that the common people would be happy and peaceful, and that they would share peace. , and just let the civil and military officers at the front hear clearly, but everyone felt their blood boiling, and felt that the emperor seemed to be shrouded in a divine light. Watch the moment when the green smoke rises into the air.

Civil and military officers knelt down and shouted long live, the imperial guards scrambled to kneel together, the sound of armor joined together, shouted long live, then the defenders of Wuzhou City knelt down together, and finally those far away from Wuzhou City The common people couldn't help kneeling down, and kept shouting Long Live Your Majesty.

This is the grand ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens. Just looking at it makes the people involuntarily develop a kind of reverence, faith and loyalty to the emperor.

Even if Xu Qingluo disapproved of the royal family in his heart, he still felt his heart pounding at this moment. Imperial power never represented more than power. Imperial power sometimes represented the existence entrusted by the belief and loyalty of the people.

But the shock for the sake of the imperial power was only for a moment. Xu Qingluo in the previous life had had enough of the imperial power tormenting her. After the momentary shock, she put all her attention on the nearest position of the altar, instead of kneeling down like everyone else, but He was standing there with his hands on the hilt of his sword, his expression a little solemn and vigilant.

Xu Qingluo was taken aback for a moment, she realized what was going to happen.

The next moment, a sudden scream came from the ear, Xu Qingluo raised his eyes, and in a flash, dozens of men in black rushed over the altar, heading straight for the emperor who was standing in the middle of the altar However, there are still a few who are rushing to the prince and the ninth prince.

Xu Qingluo almost instantly determined that the matter was probably related to the third prince or the master of the Western Regions, Mu Qing. He killed the emperor and all the royal blood, and then the third prince was missing an eye. Can be superior.

"There are assassins!"

"Ah! Help!"

"Protect Your Majesty!"

Lang Sheng shouted loudly, and his figure jumped up, like a big bird, soaring into the sky, before the person arrived, the sword wind had arrived.

Amidst the screams, the arm of the man in black who was running towards the emperor's neck was severed.

Lang Sheng landed in front of the emperor.

"General Lang, hurry up and escort!"

Fear and resentment appeared on the emperor's face, just now the man in black's knife was very close at hand, the moment he saw Lang Cheng, he grabbed Lang Cheng's clothes as if he saw a life-saving straw, The sword in Langcheng's hand froze, and after such a pause, someone in the men in black yelled sharply: "Do it!"

Among the people who were running and fleeing, more than a dozen people stopped, raised their hands, and raised their arms. The crossbow arrows greeted the sun, like lightning, and all the dozen or so fierce crossbow arrows headed towards the emperor's face.

"Ah Cheng!"

Amidst Xu Qingluo's exclamation, she watched as Lang Sheng dealt with the endless attacks of men in black while cutting off several crossbow arrows with his long sword, and finally blocked the emperor's face with his body unavoidably, a crossbow arrow With a puff, it penetrated into the man's chest.

The blood flower is like a blooming red flower, blooming.

At that moment, Xu Qingluo forgot everything and ran towards the altar against the crowd of common people rushing out.

Lang Sheng, you bastard, why do you protect the emperor so much, the lives of ten emperors are not worth your life alone in my heart.

Langsheng, Langsheng, you must be safe!
People kept colliding with her, Xu Qingluo's arms and body hurt all over, but as if he didn't realize it, he kept pushing away people who were in the way.

"Wuuu, Concubine Mu, where are you, Concubine Mu! Concubine Mu, don't leave me behind."

A sharp cry came to his ears suddenly, and Xu Qingluo's eyes followed the sound subconsciously. A small figure dressed in prince's clothes was staggered by the crowd, and was about to be drowned in the crowd.

That pretty little face is no longer pretending to be arrogant and domineering at this moment, all that is left is grievance, fear and despair, tears are dripping, the face is covered with black and gray, crying heartbreakingly, like a little cat generally.

That was the Ninth Prince. The Prince had disappeared for a long time. I don’t know where he hid. The Emperor was protected like a bucket by the reflected people, but the Ninth Prince, who was also a member of the royal family, seemed to be protected by Everyone was abandoned and thrown into the crowd.

But what really stopped Xu Qingluo was not the Ninth Prince's loneliness and pity, but a person in the crowd who raised his arm and pointed the crossbow arrow on it at the crying child——

"Get out of the way!"

With a stern shout, Xu Qingluo pressed the head of the Ninth Prince with one hand and put it in his arms. Shaking tremblingly.

Sweat protruded from Xu Qingluo's forehead, and the Ninth Prince's eyes widened for a moment, his voice became hoarse, and a deep bloodstain appeared on his cheek.

(End of this chapter)