​Imperial palace sweet love: Your Majesty, too dark!

Xia Tingfeng is missing!

No one can live, no one can die!

All the people were crazy. They searched along the river bank for two days and one night, but they didn't find it in the end.

Only in a place on the Bank of the river, he found a jade pendant he was wearing.

The moment I saw the jade pendant, all my heart was cold.

The jade pendant was obviously washed by the river. What about the man?

This river is so big, the river is so fast, so deep, people who can't water fall down, is it possible to survive?

The answer is in everyone's mind.

But no one wants to admit that Xia Tongling is gone.

So how can a person who is extremely beautiful and excellent in martial arts say that if he doesn't have it, he won't have it?!

They won't give up until they see the body!

But it's not the way to spend so many people.

The mouse endured the grief, pondered for a while and then decided.

"Tiger, you are also an official. Let's arrange for the prisoners to go to Beijing first, or at least report the matter to the leader!"

"The rest of you, keep looking down the river!"

"Everyone has no problem!"

It was a very rational decision.

Court officials died for their country. Even if no one can be found, they have to find the body. This is the rule.

The royals, of course, have no problem.

therefore.

Soon someone arranged to escort the prisoners back to Beijing with a prison car.

The prison car can't go fast either. It stops and goes all the way.

Those imperial soldiers are suffocating.

It was because of these bandits that their leader had an accident.

How can they give up when they seize the opportunity.

therefore

Whenever they have a chance, they beat them with all kinds of wonderful reasons.

Sometimes they were boxed and kicked, sometimes they were served by sticks. Several of them almost lost their breath as they walked down the road.

This is what they have been trying to endure.

Otherwise, his mother-in-law would not recognize him.

When he finally entered Beijing and handed over the criminals to the Ministry of punishment.

The Minister of punishment's chin is about to fall off.

"Those who are beaten like this are not dead?"

"So? Some people's punishments are more complicated than their own, and they are also brilliant! "

"It's incredible!"

……

There are about 200 people left.

We pulled out camp and rode all the way south along the river bank.

They all have a belief in their hearts, that is.

No matter what, we must find Xia Tongling's body and bring it back.

Pooh, Pooh, Pooh!

He is not dead, Xia Tongling is not dead!

Anyway, they don't believe it!

……

The night the bandit was taken into custody.

An urgent post entered the palace and was sent to the imperial study at the last moment before the emperor's rest.

Looking at the urgent letter, Zhao Junyao was a little upset.

"This Xia Tingfeng really needs beating! Send the post so late! "

"Don't you know if you come to the palace to report yourself? So lazy? "

Zhao Junyao silently Tucao, make complaints about it, and take out the letter paper to see it.

Then... Zhao Junyao's eyes and expression are more and more frightening!

"Missing? What do you mean? "

Zhao Junyao was very angry and patted the letter on the desk.

In the angry eyes, with unbelievable.

Also with a little... Panic and regret!

Mood instantly become complex, guilt, heart like a knife.

It's not easy to cultivate a confidant. If it's so damaged, it's really!

"Somebody

Zhao Junyao's voice is gloomy and frightening!

Li Sheng'an's back is cold.

"Emperor..." his voice was shaking!

"Pass on the order and let Xiao Zhengling and Yang he come to see me immediately. The rest of us will keep it a secret for the time being. We don't need to let too many people know!"

"Yes

Li Sheng'an got the order and backed out all the way.

That night, Xiao Zhengling, commander in chief of the three battalions, and Yang He, Minister of the Ministry of war, secretly entered the imperial study to face the saint.

Until the middle of the night, they left the palace tired.

This matter, in addition to zhaochen palace and guard the palace gate of the imperial guards, the rest of no one knows.

The next morning, Zhao Junyao went to discuss politics with his ministers.

There is no clue above the court hall.

In fact, secretly, the troops sent by the three battalions and the Ministry of war are now out of the city.

Zhao Junyao did not believe that Xia Tingfeng would drown.

Missing means everything is possible.

He's like everyone else.

Never believe the truth until you see the body.

……

However, God often fails.

The people in the barracks, and the imperial guards who were left behind.

It took half a month to search the lower reaches of the river bank again and again.

It's three feet away from digging, and there's still no trace of Xia Tingfeng!

No bodies!

Thousands of people spent half a month and got nothing.

Xiao Zongbing and Yang Shangshu went to the palace to face the saint.

"Emperor, it's not a way to spend so much time..."

Zhao Junyao looked at Zhezi for a long time, but his face was gloomy and frightening!

He doesn't believe it. He doesn't believe it at all.

He was ready for the reward, and was waiting for him to come back and join the ranks.

How could he die?

How will Xia Tingfeng die? How could he die!!

Zhao Junyao's eyes were red with anger and heartache!

Yes, it hurts in my heart!

The confidants that he had managed to cultivate were gone.

No one can live, no one can die!

How can he not regret it!

For a long time, Zhao Junyao hung his head and waved his hand gently.

"Go

"You go down first!"

Xiao Zongbing and Yang He kowtow quickly. They hesitated and advised.

"Your Majesty, I beg your pardon."

Zhao Junyao got up and walked slowly out of the window. He didn't look at them any more, but just waved.

"Go down, don't let anyone know about it in advance!"

Xiao Zongbing and Yang Shangshu look at each other. They salute and retreat quietly.

……

The imperial guards and the three battalions are back.

In the bandits' nest, they seized a lot of booty, gold, silver, jewelry, grain and rice.

The grain was worth 100000 stones, and it took thousands of soldiers three days to transport it.

When he returned to Beijing, Zhao went to the city building to meet him.

Wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, he stood with his hands down and looked at the horses in a deep and secluded way. The horses were in a neat line and slowly approached the tower. The sound of the horses' hooves was neat and loud.

The generals, wearing silver helmets and copper armour, riding high horses, are majestic and heroic.

At the front were soldiers, and at the back were wagons carrying grain.

This is the booty!

All the soldiers dismounted and knelt down.

Long live the emperor

Zhao Junyao's frozen expression finally had a smile. He hooked his lips.

"All the officers and men, stand down!"

"Thank you, Emperor!"

Zhao Junyao didn't say much. He just looked at it quietly for a moment. Then he waved his hand.

"Let's go!"

All the soldiers were ordered to get up and go to the city.

Both sides of the city's roads are already surrounded by people, who are excited and welcome.

Long live the emperor

Long live the emperor

The banditry that has made people panic these days has finally been solved.

While we were all running around telling each other.

In my heart is my infinite gratitude to the emperor and my sincere pride as a great Chu people.