Kyoto.
The Mansion of the Four Princes in the east of the city and the Mansion of Lu in the south of the city simultaneously received a secret letter from the border crossing.
Ling Yingchong put down the letter, picked up a pen and wrote, with an unclear expression on his face, at the other end of Lu's mansion, a table of good dishes that had just been brought up was all overturned, in the dark environment, only Lu Yan could be seen faintly. The gloomy eyes on Feng's face.
The servant girls all knelt on the ground, clearly not daring to move, but they couldn't resist and were trembling themselves.
"Get out."
As soon as Lu Yanfeng's voice fell, the maids all seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, hurried out the door and closed the door.
Lu Yanfeng looked at the letter in his hand over and over again, and finally tore it all up with a "tear" and sneered: "Win again and again, retired to the desert of the dead... This prince who is usually silent It's a great skill. With the ability to march and fight like this, but have been huddled in Beijing for so many years, the co-author has been waiting for an opportunity."
There was no one in the room, and there was only an echo echoing after he finished speaking.
The sudden flame illuminated half of his face, making his eyes even more terrifying. He stretched out his hand and covered the flame with his knuckles, as if he didn't know the pain. After burning incense, he suddenly said, "Come here."
The servant girl guarding outside immediately walked in shyly again: "The servant girl is here."
"Changing clothes." Lu Yanfeng raised his head expressionlessly, and said lightly, "I want to go to the palace."
Red walls and green tiles lined up row upon row, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month was approaching, the lively atmosphere in the palace was getting better day by day, even the faces of the maids were filled with uncontrollable joy.
Lu Yanfeng walked through the nine-curved corridor, and arrived outside the imperial study room. Ling Yingchong happened to come out of it, and the two bumped into each other.
"What a coincidence, Master Lu." Ling Yingchong smiled like a spring breeze, with a pleasant expression, "I haven't seen you for some time."
"I've seen the fourth prince." Ling Yingchong clasped his hands together, expressing a lot of courtesy, but he didn't even raise his hand, his eyes were full of arrogance, "Indeed, the fourth prince had good legs and feet a few days ago, and held a banquet. It is a pity that I was unable to attend due to family matters.”
"Lord Lu was joking, of course family matters are more important." Ling Yingchong looked at him with a smile, "Master Lu is going to see the emperor?"
"Yes." Lu Yanfeng nodded slightly, "The frontiers have won many victories, and I am going to tell His Majesty the good news."
A look of unclear meaning flashed across Ling Yingchong's eyes, and he raised his brows slightly before continuing: "Yes, I should tell Father this good news, then I won't bother Lord Lu."
The two of them walked away with a smile that was not a smile, until Ling Yingchong got into the sedan chair, Lu Yanfeng's expression turned cold, but when he knocked on the door, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth again.
"Xuan—"
In the imperial study room, Emperor Ling Yu was writing vigorously.
His expression was extremely bad, his face was dark, he wasn't even sitting at the desk, but half lying down to deal with official business, Lu Yanfeng waved his hand, and the little maid behind him brought out the night's dark concoction.
"Your Majesty, here comes the soup that I have prepared for you." Lu Yanfeng signaled, and the little maid put the soup on the table.
Emperor Ling Yu didn't think much, covered his lips and coughed twice, then drank the soup in one gulp, and said: "Your soup is really useful, I just drank it for ten days, and I feel better. Woke up."
"Of course, Yanfeng specially went to the temple to ask for this for you." Lu Yanfeng said, took a few steps forward, put the finished soup back into the hand of the little maid, and stretched out his hand for Ling Yu. The emperor kneaded his shoulders, and said in a low voice, "Yanfeng knelt in that temple for three days and three nights, and he begged for this."
"Thank you." Emperor Ling Yu put his hand on the back of the opponent's hand and sighed, "Although there is a decoction to hang my life, I also feel that my body has become worse and worse since the last time, and I may not live long it's..."
"Your Majesty, don't say that," Lu Yanfeng said with a frightened look on his face, "Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, and the Son of Heaven should live forever. Yanfeng believes that it will be no problem for you to live another hundred or eighty years."
Hearing this, Emperor Ling Yu laughed, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were all piled up together, coupled with his almost dark eye circles, it looked a bit weird.
In just a few months, he seemed to have aged a lot, from a middle-aged man who was in good health to a very old man who was about to step into the coffin.
After being teased by Lu Yanfeng, his mood improved a lot, and he said: "You are beautiful and your words are nice, but I also know that my body, if I don't really find the medicine of immortality, I am afraid it will not be able to survive for too long. It's time."
Lu Yanfeng only lowered his head and didn't continue to speak.
Emperor Ling Yu continued: "Although the eldest son has been the crown prince for so many years, he has no foundation in the capital. Go, but still feel that if you want to make a will, the fourth child is the most suitable, what do you think?"
There was a glimmer of light in Lu Yanfeng's drooping pupils, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he said, "Yanfeng and His Majesty saw the same thing, but..."
"But what?" Emperor Ling Yu glanced at him, "You say it boldly, you and I don't need to hide it, I know how you have treated me these years, I know best."
"Your Majesty should still remember that King Zhen?"
"King Zhen?" Emperor Ling Yu frowned, and said, "But King Qin of Qin?"
"Exactly." Lu Yanfeng nodded slightly, "Since your Majesty remembers the King Zhen, he also remembers that Qin Kingdom entered the country suddenly, and took several cities in a row. The minister noticed something was wrong at that time, Your Majesty Thinking, Qinguo has been oppressed and beaten by our Daheng for so many years, how could it suddenly destroy our city like a god? So during this period of time, Weichen has been investigating this matter, who would have thought , I really found out something by Weichen."
Emperor Ling Yu's expression changed, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he said, "Say it."
"On the other side of Qin Kingdom, we got the military defense map of our Daheng." Lu Yanfeng sneered, and said, "Once you get the military defense map, you will naturally know where the weakness of our Daheng defense is. People can stop it."
The inkstone on the table fell to the ground suddenly, smashing the thick ink all over the ground, and it was smeared like blood.
"Who is it?"
"Your Majesty, who else do you think it could be?" Lu Yanfeng said coldly, "That King Zhen colluded with Prince Daheng to take down this military defense plan."
"Is it the prince?" Emperor Ling Yu frowned.
The corner of Lu Yanfeng's mouth twitched, but he let out a chuckle, and said, "Your Majesty, we all guessed wrong."
"In the beginning, I also thought it was the prince," Lu Yanfeng said word by word, "The prince and him are husband and wife. If they cooperate, it should be natural. But after careful consideration, I feel that something is wrong. , if he really is the crown prince, why would he bother asking himself to go to the border, let alone winning battles one after another now?"
"Until one day, I suddenly thought that there was a time in Beijing before, and there were rumors about King Zhen and the Fourth Prince..."
Emperor Ling Yu took a deep breath, and subconsciously wanted to stand up, but because of the weakness of his lower limbs, he sat back heavily again, his face was extremely ugly.
"You..." Emperor Ling Yu's voice was trembling, and he said every word, "You mean... the fourth... No, it's impossible... For so many years, I have always relied on him, and he wants this The position will be given to him after a hundred years, how can he be so overwhelmed?"
"Your Majesty also came here in this way. Can't you figure out what the fourth prince is thinking?" Lu Yanfeng lowered his eyes, supported Emperor Ling Yu, and continued, "At first, I didn't believe it. After all, I was just a humble minister. It was not until a few days ago that Weichen’s friend at the border, Deputy General Shu, died suddenly, and his youngest son traveled thousands of miles to the capital, just to send Weichen a secret letter revealing the trip of the fourth prince.”
"During this period of time, Weichen found that countless secret letters were sent from the border, from the hands of King Zhen, sent to the capital, and sent to the hands of the fourth prince, but were stopped by Weichen halfway..." Lu Yan After Feng said, he took out a series of dozens of secret letters from his arms, and spread them out in front of Emperor Ling Yu's eyes one by one.
"Among these secret letters, King Nazhen and the Fourth Prince discussed how to rebel..."
"enough."
Emperor Ling Yu's voice trembled, and finally interrupted Lu Yanfeng's words. He stretched out his hand and took out an envelope, but because his hands trembled slightly, the envelope fell down, so he had to take out another envelope.
Lu Yanfeng thoughtfully opened the envelope for him, handed it to him, and said: "I don't believe it, but the fourth prince is collaborating with the enemy and treason, intending to rebel, these secret letters are evidence."
He raised his eyes slightly, and an extremely sharp light flashed in his eyes, hiding his pleasure under his calm appearance.
... ... ...
As soon as Jiang Tangzhou took off his clothes until only his obscene clothes remained, the curtain was lifted, and a gust of cold wind rushed in like death, which made him gasp.
Yin Wenzheng apologized again and again: "What a coincidence! Didn't you catch a cold?"
"Has it been discussed so soon?"
"Yeah." Yin Wenzheng showed excitement, "Qin Jun has already retreated behind the Dead Mo, and then I just wait for the news from the capital. If the capital says to take it in one fell swoop, I will act again. lest I be taken by those people Talking, the gain outweighs the loss."
"Is it cold?" Jiang Tangzhou saw that he was rubbing his hands, so he lay down and made room for him, "Come here."
Without further ado, Yin Wenzheng immediately stripped off his gold armor, got in with only obscene clothes, hugged Jiang Tangzhou to his full arms, and said with a satisfied face: "My wife and children are hot on the kang, they are like gods. Life... no, even if I become a fairy, I won't change my A-Tang."
Jiang Tangzhou knocked him on the head amusedly, and said, "Who says I belong to you?"
"I said it myself, isn't it okay?" Yin Wenzheng went up to kiss the back of his neck and said, "A Tang, come... let me kiss."
Jiang Tangzhou wanted to hide, but he lured the wolf into the house by himself, so he couldn't hide. He could only be bound by someone forcibly and Meng Lang stayed all night.