His demeanor is haughty, majestic, majestic, majestic, how does Liu Yiming grow up in front of Zhang An and Geng Di, once he sees Pan Meichen, he describes him as wretched, mean, like a slave.
"Your Majesty is really good at archery! Even the ancient Hou Yi is not your opponent with such an arrow!"
Pan Meichen's tiger eyes flashed, as if two sharp knives burst out from his eyes.
"You're back! What's going on in the south?"
With that said, Pan Meichen sat on a golden dragon chair covered with tiger skin cushions. Even though he lost to Rong Chang'an last time, it did not prevent him from being king in the north. All ceremonial guards were customized according to the emperor's specifications. It's just that the revenge of being defeated by Rong Chang'an has always been brooding in his heart. He is always accumulating strength, looking for opportunities to break into Waqiao Pass, break through the capital, and capture Rong Chang'an and Yan Li alive.
In the capital, there are Ziyan, Zhang An and others who are internally responding, and secretly report the deployment of the army, which makes Pan Meichen look at the capital with covetous eyes and is eager to try.
Liu Yiming knows Pan Meichen well, knows that he is very happy, and likes to be surrounded by fluffy words such as long live. So he patted his sleeves, knelt down at his feet, and shouted loudly:
"Liu Yiming kowtowed to the king, long live, long live, long live!"
Originally, we usually only say "thousand years", but Liu Yiming deliberately called "long live" in order to please Pan Meichen.
Pan Meichen knew that Liu Yiming was flattering, but he also liked to hear it. He stroked the tiger's beard, showed his bright teeth, and said with a smile: "Master Liu, you have worked hard! Let's sit down next to this king and talk."
Under the yellow umbrella, a soldier picked up a high chair and placed it next to Pan Meichen. Liu Yiming thanked him again before sitting down.
"Your Majesty, now let Chang'an cleanse the ministers of the imperial court. Guo Zhen has been killed after Du Keming."
If all Jianxi were killed, it would be very bad for his plan to counterattack the capital. Sorrow climbed onto Pan Meichen's sword-browed and tiger-eyed eyes, and her purplish red face was tense and gloomy, like the northern sky after autumn.
"Rong Chang'an is really a difficult character to deal with! Last time I was in Houshan, I almost fell into her hands, thanks to my fast running! Now Rong Chang'an's traitors have been caught one by one, which is very bad for us. What does Lord Liu think we should do?"
Liu Yiming said: "Fortunately, Rong Changan doesn't know what our plan is until now. However, if this situation continues, she will know sooner or later. Therefore, we must kill the person who knows the secret, and the plan will be destroyed." Continue to hide it; or launch an attack before Rong Changan knows the plan, and catch her off guard."
Liu Yiming took out Ziyan's letter from his bosom, and handed it to Pan Meichen: "This is the letter from the noble concubine Ziyan to you!"
Pan Meichen opened the letter and shook it in the air.
What Ziyan said in the letter was the same as what Liu Yiming said just now. In the current situation, there are only two ways to go. Kill Zhang An and others to keep the secret, and immediately march in to catch Chang An by surprise.
Pan Meichen pressed the letter on the table and pressed it down with a teacup. He stood up, hands behind his back, and walked back and forth in front of Liu Yiming with tiger steps. The boots stepped on the withered yellow leaves, making a rustling sound. He pondered for a while, his eyes flickering, making people extremely puzzled. The tiger's whiskers, like steel nails, remained motionless in the wind.
"It would be too risky to send people to kill Zhang An, Geng Di and the others now. If we don't handle it properly and let them escape, they will definitely tell Rong Chang'an of our plan in advance. If Rong Chang'an has a precaution, step up The guard at Waqiaoguan, then it will be difficult for us to enter the army... "
Liu Yiming followed Pan Meichen's meaning and asked, "What does your Majesty mean?"
Pan Meichen's copper bell-sized eyes suddenly burst out with a sharp and fierce light like a knife: "What else is there? Send troops!"
He looked up, and saw that the gray sky was blustery and chilly, and yellow leaves were flying all over the sky.
"If my calculations are correct, there will be a heavy snowfall in a few days. At that time, it will be the day we send troops!"
At this time, the soldier lifted the wild goose up: "My lord, your wild goose is here!"
The blood had condensed on the goose's feathers, and the arrow passed through the mouth and tail, which happened to be a stick for the goose to be roasted.
Pan Meichen was radiant, as if what he saw was not just a wild goose, but also many wild goose-like figures died under his golden iron horse, sharp arrows and sharp knives.
"Soldiers, light a fire and drink!"
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The north was already on the verge of snowfall, while the south of Waqiao Pass, in the imperial capital of the Dajing Kingdom, was still shrouded in gloomy autumn rain.
Behind the royal case in the Shang Study Room, Rong Changan was wearing a scarlet cloak, reviewing the memorial. The autumn wind blew raindrops onto the case and onto her fair face, icy cold.
Chuntao carried an iron cage with a red charcoal fire inside, and placed it at Rong Changan's feet. The warm air made Rong Changan's face turn red.
"Thank you, Chuntao!"
Chun Tao said: "I should thank the Queen on behalf of the people of the world."
Rong Changan thought of a question, and asked Chuntao: "You often go to the people, what do the people say about me killing Guo Zhen?"
Chun Tao said: "Guo Zhen is usually very arrogant, and many people hate him. The Queen will remove a tyrant for the people, and the people are naturally very happy."
Rong Changan seemed to be very concerned about this matter: "Is what you said true?"
Chuntao smiled and said, "What reason do I have to lie to the Queen?"
A trace of pain flashed across Rong Chang'an's face: "Why do the common people know that I killed the right person, but the emperor doesn't know?"
In the past few days, Rong Changan wanted to see Yan Li in the morning, but the guard said that Yan Li didn't want to see her; when he went to see Yan Li at night, the guard also said that Yan Li didn't want to see her. He was angry, angry at her for killing Guo Zhen.
Chuntao comforted her, "You don't have to be sad, the queen. In the future, the emperor will naturally understand your intentions."
While talking, the sky was gradually getting dark. An eunuch walked into the Shang study room and knelt under the jade steps: "Queen, Commander Lin Hai has something to ask for an audience!"
"Let him in." Rong Changan adjusted his mentality, got rid of the feelings that made her entangled, sat upright, and watched Lin Hai walk in from the drizzle.
Before Lin Hai could speak, Rong Changan said first, "You don't need to say those unnecessary words. Just say, what do you need to come to me?" Lin Hai lost a hand in an incident, and every time he saw him, Rong Changan was not feeling well.
Lin Hai then went straight to the point: "The empress asked me to monitor Zhang An and Geng Di. Yesterday I saw the two of them taking a carriage to the southern suburbs and entering a temple. They stayed in the temple for about a stick of incense before coming out. Everyone looked serious when they came out, as if they had encountered something unpleasant."
"What's the name of that temple?"
"Putong Temple."
Rong Changan stretched out his orchid finger to touch his cheek, rolled his eyes, and thought for a while: "The two of them went so far away, it can't be to worship Buddha, they must be to meet some mysterious person."