Bandit girl unscrupulous: kidnap a prince to farm

Chapter 250 Chapter 286

This is the law of survival. Whether it is the grassland or the celestial dynasty, big fish eat small fish and small fish eat dried shrimps. This is the law, and no one can change it!

Sima Yun frowned. Although he was used to the law of the jungle, he still had a bit of a grudge when he was pointed at his nose and questioned today.

"My lord, I heard that the concubine of the King of Beijing is still pointing at your nose and making irresponsible remarks. A concubine is not worthy of being a king!" Du Mei scowled, her plump body leaned over and snuggled into Sima Yun's arms, golden The long hair spread out, very dazzling.

Sima Yun only reprimanded in a cold voice: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Food can be eaten indiscriminately, but words can't be said indiscriminately, and now the six tribes of Northern Xinjiang have chosen to belong to the King of Beijing. Victory is obvious to all. If anyone can win, he will not choose this path. Will he be a person who depends on others in front of everyone?There is a saying in the Great Former Dynasty that it is better to be a chicken head than a phoenix tail, and the people in their six departments are the same!What's more, Lou Shaoqing also promised to help them develop the economy together. As long as the country is strong, there will always be a chance to turn around in the future. I'm afraid this is one of the reasons why the patriarchs of other tribes chose to compromise!
fake things

Since ancient times, the world has been united for a long time, divided for a long time, and united for a long time. This is what they learned in Luntai Nancheng College, and it also told them that waiting does not mean cowardice.

Sima Yun glared at his new wife, turned around and pulled her away.

Sima Yun's personal guards didn't come back until after the convoy was sent to Korla. Lou Junqing got the news early in the morning, and rushed to three miles outside the city with his troops to meet him personally. , At first glance, there is a very strong atmosphere, and even the aura that burst out is like a sharp knife, cutting people's flesh and blood.

Sima Yun's personal guards almost didn't dare to raise their heads, they just turned around immediately after a simple handover, and hurried away like burning their buttocks. Lou Junqing protected the convoy with a livid face, led them back to Korla slowly, and then locked it tightly The gate of Zhenbei General's Mansion.

Because of Lou Shaoqing's injury, the situation in northern Xinjiang became tense for a while. The leaders of the six ministries had a small meeting on the grassland. The other five talked about Sima Yun. He could endure it forcefully, but when he went back, his new wife made irresponsible remarks in his ears, which made Sima Yun's liver tremble even more.

"My lord, maybe the King of Beijing himself did this, but he was looking for trouble on purpose, maybe he wanted to swallow up all six of us." Du Mei nestled in Sima Yun's arms, tilting her head coquettishly. , with soft fingers drawing circles on Sima Yun's broad chest.

Sima Yun frowned and didn't speak, just bowed his head and sipped the koumiss.

Seeing this, Du Mei had no choice but to keep silent, she could only hold up the wine glass and said with a smile: "I will toast you!"

Said that with a charming smile, he respected Sima Yun's mouth delicately. Sima Yun slightly stretched his brows, raised his head and drank the wine. After a long while, he spat out a sentence viciously: "No matter who I won't let anyone who is on my mind!" As he spoke, he slapped the square table, and the wooden table couldn't bear the force, and it cracked.

Du Mei was so frightened that she shrank into Sima Yun's arms, but in a place where he couldn't see, she slightly hooked the corners of her mouth, her charming eyes were full of pride.

Mu Zizhou personally checked Lou Shaoqing's pulse, and he was indeed fine. Seeing Mu Jinxuan staring at him nervously with big eyes, he smiled and said, "My lord is fine, young miss, do you want to fake it?"

Mu Jinxuan nodded, she really wanted to make a fake, it's better to make a fake wound and stick it on Lou Shaoqing's chest, so that people won't be seen as weird.

"What we have are cow and sheep skins. It shouldn't be difficult to make a piece, right?"

Didn't the ancient times have the Yirong technique?
Muzizhou thought for a while and said, "I'll go down and try."

Seeing the little girl smiling at him, her big eyes shining brightly, Mu Zizhou couldn't help squinting her eyes and laughing.

The little lady is nineteen years old, and I am over 30. When I was young, I watched her grow up, she was just like my own daughter, so seeing her smile, I couldn't help being happy. The feeling of wanting to be a father is just Is it like this?

Mu Zizhou couldn't help but nodded slightly, but he was quite emotional in his heart.

Because it has been claimed that Lou Shaoqing was seriously injured and went to Korla for medical treatment, so there are many doctors coming in and out, but there is only one who can see the prince, and he is the confidant of the palace. Explain, the rest of the doctors are those who apply the medicine, those who boil the water, and those who get together to discuss the countermeasures.

"Although the heart was not shot, but the blood was injured, the prince will bleed as soon as he moves, and the general hemostatic medicine will not have much effect." The old doctor Yu Sang frowned, with a sad face, the rest of the doctors, look at it. I and I looked at you, and started to come up with ideas: "How about binding the wound? Temporarily stop the blood from flowing?"

Yu Sang vetoed all the popular discussions, so he could only frown and think of another way.

In the city of Korla, there are more and more soldiers patrolling the streets, and the inspections are becoming more and more strict. Even businessmen will be asked to show their seals several times along the way, and they will let people leave only if they are sure that there is no other person. .

Everyone in Korla more or less knew about the news that King Beijing was injured.

Not long after, somehow, Yu Wenzheng also got to know the news, and personally issued an imperial decree. Lou Shaoqing didn't need to go to receive the decree, but Pian Pian went there very stubbornly, with bandages wrapped inside and a prince on the outside. Naturally, you can't see it, but the still pale face of King Bei Jing, and the weeping face of the princess who is supporting him, all make people feel very sad.

When he got up to receive the imperial edict, the sharp-eyed father-in-law also saw a few eye-catching blood spots on the prince's palace clothes, where the chest was dyed red.

Wang Gonggong was surprised for a while, and regardless of the etiquette, he stepped forward to help him personally. When Mu Jinxuan saw the seeping spots, he couldn't help but started crying again.

"Wang Gonggong, the wound has been bad, and it started to ooze blood when it moved too much. What should I do?"

Wang Gonggong also had a look of embarrassment on his face, and looked at the glaring red on his chest, he had no choice but to say: "Wait for the Sa family to go back and ask the emperor to send a trustworthy imperial doctor?"

Lou Junqing snorted coldly: "Even Master Sang doesn't like it, is there someone better in the palace?"

The prince did not dare to speak again.

Mu Jinxuan had no choice but to say: "Don't bother Eunuch, I just feel sad. Master Yu Sang said that he would open the chest of the prince and take out the contents..."

Hearing the opening of the chest, Wang Gonggong couldn't help but change his face. Can it be opened back?Thinking about it, he couldn't help but look down again, feeling as if the knife would fall on his chest, couldn't help but Qi Qi shivered, and then looked away.

"It's okay, the prince and the auspicious man have their own appearance, and they will be safe and sound!"

Wang Gonggong's face was pale, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth. After a few words of comfort, he hurried back to the capital.

In Chengqian Palace, Yu Wenzheng was sitting upright, and the prince answered cautiously.

"So, is it really hurt?"

Eunuch Wang nodded quickly: "Yes, it is said that the chest needs to be opened to take out the contents."

"Open the chest?" Yu Wenzheng raised his eyebrows, looking down at the inkstone on the desk.

The top-quality Duan inkstone, with its pitch black texture and exquisitely carved patterns, is the best among the tribute offerings. He just stayed in the Chengqian Palace, a place where he didn't need to splash ink at all.

"Open chest..."

He rubbed his forehead.

He has experimented with muskets, beating people, and even more. There will be a blood hole in the flesh, and the blood will not stop flowing. If you touch someone, the blood will flow, and the wound will not heal. It turns out that the best way is not to stop the bleeding, but to open it. Flesh, take out the contents!

Yu Wenzheng smiled faintly, his black eyes flickered, and he began to miss that tender little face again.

It seems that the risk is too great, otherwise the little girl wouldn't cry all the time, thinking about it, if one accidentally cuts the heart vein at the chest position, the person will never be able to survive again.

"Well, I got it." Waved off Eunuch Wang, and Yu Wenzheng rested on the back of the chair.

Ma Yujuan served bird's nest porridge carefully.

Yu Wenzhengcai said: "During this time, the harem has been well managed, and the position of my empress has been vacant. Who do you think is more suitable for this position?"

Ma Yujuan frowned, and suddenly remembered what Mu Jinxuan said to her before leaving, she said that if one day the emperor asked her who is more suitable for the position of empress, even if she recommended a worthy person in the harem, she must not mention herself .

So Ma Yujuan settled down and began to talk one by one.

"I think Concubine Shu is good..."

The virtuous woman in the harem, Ma Yujuan, almost talked about it, and when she finally finished speaking, she couldn't help but look up. Yu Wenzheng had already fallen asleep leaning against the back of the chair. Ma Yujuan had no choice but to cover her with a cloak. Sweeping over his sleeping face, the slender eyelashes trembled, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a little bit of a comfortable smile.

The emperor seems to be in a good mood, is there any result in the management of the water transport?

Ma Yujuan was a little puzzled, but soon stopped thinking about it. Mu Jinxuan had taught her not to touch politics, and Yu Wenzheng was not a fool. In his heart, the line of definition was clearly marked.

So after Ma Yujuan covered Yu Wenzheng with a cloak, she left obediently without saying a word or even looking at her.

When everyone left and Nuo Da's Chengqian Hall became quiet, the sleeping person opened his eyes, looking gloomy and uncertain into the distance.

Not long after, an imperial decree came down to Northern Xinjiang, this time it was Lou Junqing who received the imperial decree by himself, the content was simple and clear, Donghu had a heart of disobedience, so it should be taken back to me.

In short, Donghu completely belonged to the Daqian Dynasty, and Sima Yun was demoted from king to Daotai, just the mayor of a city.

(End of this chapter)