Stories Of Nine Cities

The news about junlinwan, Lu Jiujiu and bu Qingting's drinking and talking about joy soon spread out, and finally fell into Han Wushang's and Zhao Bing's ears. At this time, the two people were sitting opposite each other and kept silent. I don't know how long later, Han Wushang frowned and said something.

"If it's OK, just go back. I'm busy." It's Zhao Bing who comes to find him. As a result, he doesn't talk when he meets. Han Wushang thinks it's troublesome.

"No matter how busy you are, is there anything I can say important?" Zhao Bing looks up at Han Wushang.

"So what do you want to say? If it's about the centenary building, I already know about it. As for other things, I don't think I have anything to say for a long time. " Han Wushang glanced at Zhao Bing, and his expression seemed a little impatient.

Do you want to make a sum at this time? What did you do earlier? What's more, isn't he talking about sacrificing the ego for the great cause? In that case, he would sacrifice his life to be benevolent. Han Wushang thought about it in his heart.

"Even if hanxixie is still alive, is there nothing to say?" Zhao Bing looked at Han Wushang and narrowed his eyes. He didn't miss the shaking on the other side's face.

"He's dead!" Han Wushang responds harshly and clenches his hands into a fist.

"If it's really dead, why can't your people find the body? Why did you dare not announce the death for so long? " Isn't it because I can't find anything? I'm worried that in case the news of death is announced, hanxixie suddenly appears in the face, and then has to fall into a passive situation under the public opinion? Zhao Bing looks at Han Wushang with a mocking expression.

"Who do you think did this? Would things have been like this if you hadn't stepped in? " If Zhao Bing didn't send people to encircle and suppress him, his people would not have failed. Even if Han xixie could not be killed, at least there would be something left for them to deal with, instead of missing. They would be tied up in doing anything like this.

Han Wushang stares at Zhao Bing and doesn't regret that he let the person in front of him become a scapegoat because he asked for it.

"Am I going to step in? If you don't get angry and start first, will things become irreparable? " Don't say good, a say can't restrain indignation, let Zhao Bing stare at cold no war gnash his teeth.

After so many years of careful planning, it turned out that because of a yellow boy, he almost came to nothing. Now I don't know how to reflect on it. It's unreasonable.

"So! Is that what you're here to tell me? On the night before the funeral? " Han Wushang looks at Zhao Bing mockingly and thinks he wants to beg for mercy! It turned out to be so smug in the end.

“……” Looking at the cold without war Zhao Bing did not speak, just silently looked at people again, and then stood up with a hum in his heart.

"What? Nothing to say? " Han Wushang looks at Zhao Bingmei, who is about to leave.

"If you don't say a word, don't regret it." Zhao Bing finished the sentence with a calm tone, and then walked out without looking back.

It seems that the boy won't change his original intention. If hanxixie doesn't appear after the funeral tomorrow, he is bound to ascend the throne in public opinion. In order to consolidate his power, I'm afraid he will spare no effort to make use of the rumors from outside, and then take over the three departments of Gong, Li and Hu. This is probably the main reason for the rampant rumors outside!

As for the remaining three departments of soldiers, punishment and officials, in the absence of Hanxi evil, Zhuang Weixian is absolutely impossible to do anything harmful to the foundation in order to save the city. Even if it is not smooth, it will never be reversed. For hanwushang, this is just right.

What could be better than the fact that both sides can restrain each other and use them? Even if hanxixie has a chance to survive, even if he returns to juocheng in the future, he can't cause any more trouble, because no matter what he does, it will be a rebellion, and at the same time, he will be charged with the crime at the moment.

However, if hanxixie appears at the time of the funeral, it has to be said otherwise. At least, hanwushang's plan is doomed to failure.

Thinking of Zhao Bing here, he left the royal city with a smile. Thinking about the imperial edict left in the Royal City, and Han xixie, who was destined to come prepared once he appeared, he didn't know who could laugh to the end. If he didn't succeed, he would be benevolent There's only one chance.

"Young master?" In the hundred ten days building, bu Qingting was leaning on the windowsill to look into the distance. He didn't know what he was thinking, so the bodyguard next to him frowned and yelled.

"What's the matter?" Bu Qingting looked back at each other and asked.

"It's getting late. I have to get up early to attend the funeral tomorrow. I have to prepare for dinner in the evening. If I don't have a rest early, I'm afraid I'll be tired." The bodyguard said anxiously, in exchange for a smile from the court of the Qing Dynasty.

"Only you will worry about me." Bu Qingting stood up and went to the window to open his hands.

"There are still a lot of people who are worried about you." The bodyguard helped Bu Qingting undress and responded in a low voice.

"Yes? Who are they? Let me hear what you say. " Bu Qingting takes a funny look at the bodyguard and looks at the other person's hand. He doesn't wait for a response. He goes to the bed and falls back.

"Young master..." The bodyguard looked back at Bu Qingting and wanted to say something, but the latter waved and closed his eyes.The bodyguard bowed his head and sighed in his heart. When he was about to turn around and leave, he heard a question behind him.

"What are you doing now

"Do you care?" The guard looked back in doubt and frowned at Bu Qingting.

"No, nothing to care about." When he thought of something, the imperial court of Qing Dynasty shook his head and stretched his waist.

But why are you so sure after seeing one side? I'm afraid that the reason why that man dare to appear so recklessly has something to do with his master. Is it true that the young master of Fucheng, who has been missing for some time, will not appear again? If that's the case, it's conceivable that the old fox in the city will be so calm. It's just

I know that without the protection of Hanxi evil, I'm in this city, but what's the reason for risking to come back? Is it just for the gathering in the viewing tower? If you really want to seek something, isn't it more worthwhile to contact other people than him and Lu Jiujiu?

In a word, this king's evening is really an interesting person. It's not in vain for him to make this trip. Bu Qingting thought in his heart and laughed. Then he turned over and fell asleep.

Looking at Bu Qingting lying on the bed breathing evenly, the bodyguard standing in the same place always frowned tightly. He went to look out of the open window. The shadow in the dark made his eyes narrowed slightly, and then closed the window quietly.

At the same time, the lights were still on in Lu Jiujiu's room, but Hua Nu had been waiting for her eyes to close. When she was fishing again, she could not help looking at Lu Jiujiu and saying something.

"Princess, go to bed early! I have to get up early tomorrow! "

"Go to sleep first!" Lu Jiujiu frowned with a deep expression. He didn't know what he was thinking.

"You didn't sleep, how dare I sleep!" Hua Nu muttered and stretched, then shook his head and moved his neck, and patted his face with his hands to keep awake.

"Princess, what are you thinking when you don't sleep?" The flower slave asked strangely.

"Nothing." Lu Jiujiu's uncertain response, thinking about the funeral tomorrow, could not help but frown more and more tightly.

"Are you thinking about the funeral tomorrow? It's said that after the funeral, the Wushang young master of Fucheng will be ready to inherit the throne. What the Lord will tell you at that time... " Hua Nu thought of something and didn't go on. Instead, he looked at Lu Jiujiu carefully.

For the sake of the marriage between lion dragon city and Yao City, thinking about Han Wushang who is about to become the leader of the city, Hua Nu couldn't help smacking and scolding in his heart.

How can such a person be entrusted for life? But if the princess refuses, how can the lion dragon city get alliance with other cities and remain invincible after the new city master ascends the throne? Once you show weakness, will the lion dragon city become history, and whether the lion dragon's people will follow Jiaotu's footsteps? I think they are afraid.

"If only the master of the city was Xi Xie." Hua Nu murmured in a low voice. As a result, he got Lu Jiu Jiu's stare.

"Is that what you can say? No matter what happens tomorrow, we have to face it, that's all Lu Jiujiu said to take back his sight, let the flower slave see words and stop, finally chose silence.

Ignoring huanu doesn't mean that Lu Jiujiu has no idea. Compared with Han Wushang, Han xixie, who has a distant relationship with Han Wushang, is more trustworthy. There's no doubt about that. It's just that the current situation is not clear, so they dare not act rashly. Who knows

Are you still alive? Lu Jiujiu thought in his heart that if he was still alive, he would appear tomorrow! If you miss tomorrow's opportunity, I'm afraid it will be difficult to turn over.

This kind of thing is not only Lu Jiujiu's idea in his heart, but also the same to the king's coming late.

Originally, I thought it would be helpful to collect intelligence and information when I came back to juecheng, but there was still no news. Is it really dead? When Jun Lin thought of it in the evening, he couldn't help being clever.

The Cape suddenly appeared on his body, which made Jun linwan look back at Alin standing beside him. She saw that he was frowning, and a touch of worry flashed in his eyes. She couldn't help laughing.

"Nothing." I don't know if I'm comforting Alin or comforting myself. Jun Lin whispered in the evening.

Don't know why, a Lin stretched out his hand in the king's late head gently patted, natural appearance, so intimate, and so familiar, make king's late slightly Leng, and then red eyes.

If she had realized it, would things have changed? Without the incident of juanjun, there would not have been everything in juancheng today, and she would not have fallen into such contradiction and chaos.

Finally, I know why I can understand Song Guan. If things in Choucheng don't turn out as expected, she can see the wind and turn the wheel. The person who taught her to know current affairs is hanxixie.

Are you really dead? Jun Lin looks out of the window at night, unwilling to believe. But if he was still alive, why didn't he show up? Are you planning something? It's like what he would do to hide everyone, but

Time is running out.