The Favoured Medical Princess

Chapter 847: favorable

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Under the scorching eyes of the courtiers, Fu Yunhe didn't look sideways, and straight to the point, he said his intentions to the monarchs and ministers of the whole court: "My lord ordered me to come to Dayu to spread the word. Since Zhennan Wangfu and Nanjiang are independent from Dayu, there is no intention To meddle in the affairs of the Dayu Dynasty, and to assist the government, the emperor should invite another wise man."

All the officials in the court were once again in an uproar, but Han Lingfan on the throne breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Since this is the case, then I won't force others to do what they want."

Han Lingfan also knew that it was inappropriate for the king of Zhennan to come to the capital to assist the government, but at that time he couldn't hold back the opinions of the courtiers, so he could only go against his will and appoint Wang Yushi as an envoy to go to southern Xinjiang.

Thinking about it, Han Lingfan felt a bit of bitterness in his heart.

After he ascended the throne as the emperor, he deeply realized that the relationship in the court was intricate and complicated, and he paid attention to the way of checks and balances. Many things could not be done as the emperor wanted...

Water can carry a boat and capsize it. People are water, and courtiers are also water. It is easy to sail a boat with the current, but difficult to sail against it...

Although he is in a high position at the moment, he is like a solitary boat in the storm, not only sailing against the current, but also worrying about when a huge wave will hit and it will be destroyed in an instant...

"Your majesty understands that righteousness is the blessing of Dayu." Fu Yunhe said in a stately manner, "This time, the prince also specifically asked me to congratulate the emperor on his enthronement and unification. Dayu is peaceful and prosperous!"

"General Fu, thank Zhennan King for me!" Han Lingfan calmed down, and said solemnly, "Dayu and Nanjiang are brothers, and we wish to be friends forever and not invade each other!"

Fu Yunhe complied naturally.

The question and answer between the cousins seemed to hit it off, but the atmosphere in the court did not ease because of this. The courtiers had different thoughts, most of them disagreed: What is the best forever? ! Zhennan Prince's mansion is ambitious, and I'm afraid it won't be able to maintain peace for a few years! I didn't see that the lessons of Xiye, Changdi, and Baiyue's violations are still in front of my eyes!

Han Lingfan didn't notice it, and a smile appeared on his handsome face. He looked at Fu Yunhe and said, "I heard that General Fu is about to return to southern Xinjiang to get married. I would like to congratulate General Fu first."

This sentence made the civil and military officials in the court commotion again, they exchanged glances one after another, secretly speculating: Fu Yunhe is going to get married in southern Xinjiang, the woman is probably a nobleman in southern Xinjiang, maybe she is a relative of the Zhennan Palace, then On behalf of Fu Yunhe is determined to settle in southern Xinjiang... Does Princess Yongyang know this? ! What is Yongyang's attitude towards Dayu and Nanjiang? !

Under the suspicious eyes of all the ministers, Han Lingfan rewarded Fu Yunhe, Fu Yunhe accepted it calmly, and then withdrew.

The officials watched Fu Yunhe's leaving back, and they were silent for a while. They had a lot to say in their hearts, but they didn't know how to start... until a tall and tall figure walked out of the queue, the eyes of all the officials naturally cast their eyes on this person body.

It was Han Lingfu, King Gongjun.

"Your Majesty," Han Lingfu bowed to Han Lingfan without bowing, straightened his waist, and said in a righteous voice, "I heard that the person who is betrothed to Fu Yunhe is Lin Jingchen's granddaughter, the cousin of Zhennan Prince's concubine. , Could it be that the Fu family has secretly communicated with the Zhennan Palace for a song? It is no wonder that the Zhennan Palace has a lot of help in this court!" He did not mention Yongyang, but the implication clearly meant that Yongyang and Zhennan Palace had been together for a long time. They colluded secretly.

Many courtiers now know who Fu Yunhe is marrying, but they are not surprised, they look at each other in blank dismay.

Most of them also thought that what King Gong said was reasonable, but they dared not respond. The troops and horses of the Southern Border Army in the area of Feixia Mountain finally died down, the crisis was lifted, and Dayu's peace was hard-won. It would not be wise to provoke the Zhennan Prince's Mansion at this time.

The officials were all fearful, but Han Lingfu was not. He wished that Dayu would be in chaos again.

Only when Dayu is in chaos can he fish in troubled waters and take advantage of the trend.

He will never let Han Lingfan and other cowardly and incompetent people just sit firmly in this great world!

En Guogong, who was in the queue on the other side, immediately stepped out, glanced coldly at Han Lingfu, and said without showing any weakness: "My lord, please be careful, Fu and Lin have been married for a hundred years, so how can they have anything to do with Zhennan Wangfu?" Have a relationship? Come to think of it, the prince’s cousin, Princess Mingyue, and his pro-Xiye, could it be that Xiye committed another crime last year, and they secretly colluded with the prince?!”

En Guogong said this just to disturb the muddy water, but it hit Han Lingfu's vitals.

At the beginning, Han Lingfu went to Feixia Mountain to discuss peace with the Xiye people, and reached an agreement with the Xiye people in private. This matter disappeared with the destruction of Xiye, but God knows, Han Lingfu knows it himself!

Han Lingfu's face was flushed with anger, and he felt guilty for a while, but he could only pretend to be upright, "Master, you are clearly messing around. My cousin, Princess Mingyue, and pro-Xiye were ordered by the first emperor to marry each other." The friendship between the two countries has nothing to do with this king!"

"The prince also knows that this is nonsense!" En Guogong said meaningfully.

Han Lingfu gritted his teeth secretly, but he didn't want to stop there. He started arguing back and forth with Mr. En Guo. After a while, other courtiers joined in one after another, and the courtroom became a mess in an instant.

Han Lingfan on the throne looked down at the noisy court, subconsciously clenched the armrest of the dragon head with his right hand, feeling deep tiredness in his heart.

How did Han Lingfan not know that Han Lingfu was taking the opportunity to provoke and make trouble, with bad intentions.

However, Han Lingfu is his elder brother. Now that the late emperor has died, three months of national mourning have just passed. Unless Han Lingfu committed a heinous crime and the evidence of the crime is convincing, the decree to demote his brother at this time will inevitably lead to speculation...

Nowadays, there are many rumors among the people about the death of the first emperor and his ascension to the throne. Under such circumstances, he needs to be more cautious in his actions...

The early dynasty ended in chaos, and Han Lingfu, who was full of righteous indignation, stopped his anger after leaving the Jinluan Palace, and a trace of pride flashed in his eyes.

He strode towards the palace gate with a sneer of disdain.

Even if the younger brother of the fifth emperor ascended the throne by taking advantage of the power of the Zhennan Prince's Mansion, so what, he must have the ability to secure the throne? !

It's not that I don't have a chance!

I still have a connection with Baiyue—before, Han Lingfan successfully ascended the throne, and Han Lingfu was depressed for a while, until Bai Muxiao introduced Kui Lang's mother, Ayimu, to her, and Ayimu and Han Lingfu had a long talk. Every word and every sentence has won Han Lingfu's heart. Ayimu suggested that he try every means to provoke Dayu and Zhennan Wangfu. As long as the two sides feel disgusted, or even go to war, it will be more beneficial to him!

Since ancient times, only in troubled times can heroes emerge and great things be achieved!

Han Lingfan is also a person who seeks fame and reputation. He obviously hates himself in his heart and wishes to die by himself, but because he can't catch him, his reputation has nothing to do with him.

If it was him who became the throne himself, he would definitely make up an unfounded charge and get rid of Han Lingfan immediately, even if it caused some criticism and speculation for a while, so what? ! Who dares to punish the supreme emperor!

Han Lingfan is indecisive and indecisive, this is his chance!

Han Lingfu's dark eyes were still full of ambition, and soon he came to the palace gate, then got on his horse, clamped his legs, and rode the horse along the wide street, intending to return to Gongjun Palace.

The street in front of the palace gate is the only way to the palace, and the people who come and go are all dignitaries and nobles.

Han Lingfu waved his whip and galloped his horse. When he was about to turn right at the next intersection, he saw a familiar figure riding a brown horse not far ahead, apparently planning to go to the palace.

Han Lingfu narrowed his eyes, a sharp light flashed in his pupils, he turned right as planned as if nothing had happened, then suddenly turned his head, glanced at the person coming, his eyes were serious, and he gritted his teeth and said three words:

Nan, Gong, Xin!

Nangong Xin didn't see Han Lingfu, he galloped past the intersection on horseback and headed straight for the palace.

Nangong Xin is still white now, and his status as the prince's companion was demoted by the late emperor. Although Han Lingfan has succeeded to the throne now, there is an old saying: "If you haven't changed your father's way for three years, you can be called filial." Yu governs the country with loyalty and filial piety, even if Han Lingfan is the emperor, he must pay attention to filial piety, and cannot reward Nangong Xin at this time.

In addition, Nangongxin missed the imperial examination last time. Without a good reputation, she couldn't go to the early court. She could only go to the palace to meet Han Lingfan every day, discuss the government affairs with Han Lingfan, make suggestions, and deal with the civil unrest in Jingzhou …

There were many trivial matters in the court, and the discussion between the monarch and his ministers lasted for a long time. When Nangong Xin came out of the palace, the sky was already dark and it was almost curfew. He got on his horse and hurried to Nangong Mansion.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, Nan Gongxin was afraid that Fu Yunyan would be worried at home, so he clamped the horse's belly and rode faster.

"Tap Tat Tat..."

At night, the streets of Wangdu are almost empty, and the sound of galloping horseshoes is particularly loud, echoing in the night wind...

Fortunately, the Nangong family has been important ministers since the previous dynasty. Nangong Mansion is located in the central area of the royal capital, not far from the imperial palace. After Nangong Xin drove through three streets, Nangong Mansion appeared tens of feet away.

"Call—"

Nangong Xin pulled the horse rope to slow down the speed of the horse, and the horse stopped outside Nangong Mansion.

However, at the moment when he dismounted, something happened suddenly.

Under the cold moonlight, two gleaming long knives stabbed at Nangong Xin from two directions respectively, one came from a dark alley next to Nangong Mansion, and the other jumped from the tree with the sound of swaying branches and leaves. Down.

Two masked swordsmen attacked with two long knives, without any hesitation, carrying the cold night wind and the fierce and cold killing intent...

That icy blade is dazzlingly bright in the dark night!

Nangong Xin never expected that there would be a daring killer in ambush at the foot of the emperor, in front of his own mansion.

He is a literati, although he has mastered the six arts of a gentleman, he is unable to fight this kind of murderer, he can only watch the two cold sword lights approaching him...

The frightened horse beside him stamped and neighed.

Suddenly, two cold lights flashed by again, Nangong Xin's eyes blurred, and she found that there was a man in black in front of her.

The man in black is as skilled as a ghost, and the long sword in his right hand is like a snake, the sword is like a rainbow, and the flying knife in his left hand is as fast as lightning, piercing through the air and hitting the alley with lightning speed. The swordsman's chest pierced through his heart.

At the same time, with a sound of "Zheng", the long sword in the hand of the man in black collided with another long knife, sparks shot out, and the sword buzzed.

The swordsman who fell from the tree followed the recoil and backed up a few steps in embarrassment, looking at the man in black in shock.

"Well..." The swordsman who was hit by the flying knife vomited a mouthful of blood, staggered and fell to the ground.

The man in black ignored him, and flicked his right hand again, rolling out a silver sword flower, and attacked the other swordsman, the sword light was like lightning.

The gap between the two can be described as one sky and one earth. The swordsman glared at the man in black resentfully, and didn't want to fight. He jumped towards the low wall beside him, and his figure disappeared...

The man in black glanced coldly at the direction where the swordsman was leaving, but did not chase after him. He turned his gaze back to the felled swordsman, and lifted the opponent's face towel with the tip of his sword. He vomited black blood like ink, and died.

"This is a dead man!" The man in black said lightly.

Obviously, the assassin was afraid of being tortured before he died, so he simply took poison and killed himself, so that he could die more quickly and avoid suffering.

In less than a cup of tea time, I wandered between life and death once. Although Nangong Xin barely calmed down, there was still a bit of shock on his face, and he bowed his hands to the man in black and thanked him: "Thank you for the righteous man for saving me!" ..." While speaking, his thoughts moved extremely fast, the other party obviously didn't see injustice... It seemed more like he had secretly followed him to protect him.

At this moment, Nangong Xin met the eyes of the man in black, only to realize that the other party was not very old, but a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, with ordinary facial features, if he hadn't appeared in such an outrageous manner in front of him in black at this moment Right now, on weekdays, I'm afraid I wouldn't care about such a young man who can be seen everywhere.

The black-clothed boy had a cold expression at first, but he smiled slightly upon hearing this. He put away the long sword, cupped his hands and said solemnly: "Mr. Nangong, you are welcome. Xiao Mo is ordered by the son to stay by your side and protect you thoroughly."

It turned out to be Ah Yi! Nangong Xin was startled, a warm current surged in her heart, and she couldn't help but think of Xiao Yi who was in the post station on the outskirts of the city a few months ago, fearing that the situation in the capital would be unstable, so he deliberately told him about the hidden stakes left by the Zhennan Palace in the capital. I, I didn't expect that he would send someone to protect me...

At this time, the servants of Nangong Mansion also heard the movement outside, and the corner door on one side opened with a "squeak", and the gatekeeper saw Nangong Xin and the dead body lying on the ground at a glance, and let out a sharp exclamation: "Two Master!... There are assassins!"

And the boy in black had already disappeared like a ghost the moment the corner door opened.

Immediately afterwards, the whole Nangong Mansion erupted, and everyone came after hearing the sound, flocking Nangong Xin into the house nervously.

"A Xin! A Xin..."

Fu Yunyan got the news and ran over as fast as she could. She took Nangong Xin's hand and looked him up and down cautiously, fear was written all over her pretty face.

Nangong Xin quickly took her hand and comforted her, "Liu Niang, I'm fine, let's go in and talk."

Seeing that Nangong Xin was indeed not injured at all, Fu Yunyan finally breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down a little. At the same time, many questions surfaced in his heart...

The young couple held each other's hands tightly and went to their yard hand in hand.

The two dismissed the servants and sat down in the inner room hand in hand. Afterwards, Nangong Xin recounted the scene that just happened outside the mansion, and Fu Yunyan's mood changed several times following his narration. Tightly hold Nangong Xin's hand.

Just a little bit, I lost Ah Xin...

Fortunately, Ah Yi was on guard early!

Thinking about it, Fu Yunyan's eyes were red, Nangong Xin held her in his arms, and was about to comfort her, but there was a "boom", as if something hit the window, and then, a slightly embarrassed The voice came from outside the window:

"Master Nangong, Xiao Mo has something to report."

One of Fu Yunyan's hands was already vigilantly touching the leather whip around his waist, and when he heard that it was the secret guard of the Zhennan Palace, he looked at Nangong Xin questioningly.

Seeing Nangong Xin nodding her head, she relaxed a little and opened the window.

It was very cold in the capital in winter, and a gust of cold wind blew in with the windows open.

Three or four zhang away from the window, two black-clothed teenagers of similar stature stood side by side in the yard, one of them was Xiao Mo who had just rescued Nangong Xin.

The two teenagers clasped their fists at the couple in the room, Xiao Mo introduced, "Young Master Nangong, this is Xiao Mu, he was quietly following the escaped assassin just now..."

Nangong Xin was slightly taken aback, and then suddenly realized that it was so, that's why Xiao Mo didn't catch up just now.

Xiao Mo continued: "Xiao Mu tracked it all the way to Prince Gong's Mansion!"

After the words fell, there was a dead silence in the air.