Youwei, the heir of the Red Chamber

Four eyes facing each other.

Those normally calm eyes are now exceptionally clear, and Zhong Shun can even see himself in a daze in the dark eyes.

Seeing the constriction in those eyes, Zhongshun suddenly became annoyed, he took a step closer, and the two got closer, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Why, it's no secret that this king raises molesters, can Master Jia An Xin is in the same room with this king, it is really courageous, could it be that he is also thinking about this king?"

Jia Lian ignored it, and he smiled slightly, like a spring breeze.Slightly sideways, sat up naturally, avoiding Zhongshun's closeness. "My lord, this humble minister is also well versed in medical principles, so I'm afraid I can't do Zhou Gong's courtesy just by looking at my lord's face."

"You..." Zhongshun straightened up when he heard the words, and said angrily, "You, how do you know?"

"If my minister reads it right, the lord's cold poison entered his body when he was young. I'm afraid he won't be able to stand the love of men and women. Of course, child molestation is also not acceptable." Zhongshun felt very annoyed that the secret he had hidden for many years was known to others, and there was only one way in this situation—kill without mercy.

The glazed eyes were already filled with murderous intent, and the whole room was filled with a penetrating chill.

But Jia Lian didn't move. He stretched out his hand to take the thin blanket and continued to cover it, lying sideways on the couch and dozing again.He closed his eyes and said softly: "My lord has cold poison, don't get angry, it's not good for your body."

Zhongshun didn't know what to do, when he heard this, his heart suddenly softened, and the chill in the room suddenly disappeared.

He felt that he was getting more and more confused about this person, and sometimes he was courteous to himself, with a bowed attitude.Sometimes he doesn't take himself seriously.At such a moment, even though he was furious, he could still fall asleep with his head covered. Could it be that he expected that he would not kill him?

Thinking of this, Zhongshun felt very powerless. He stood quietly in front of the couch and looked at Jia Lian who was sleeping on the couch. After a while, he turned around and walked towards the bed.

In fact, Zhongshun was overthinking this. Jia Lian didn't expect that this person would not do anything to him, but he was more sensitive than others.If a smart person wants to kill someone, he will not show his murderous intent.Just like when that person drank poisonous wine for himself, he still had the kindest smile on his face.As the right-hand man of today's sage, the loyal and obedient prince is naturally not a mediocre person.

The master's house was to catch up on sleep, and the servants walked on tiptoe, not daring to make a sound, and even wished to hold their throats when speaking.

The prefect's mansion was unusually quiet this afternoon.

I don't know how long it took before Zhongshun was woken up by someone. He was very displeased at first, but when he opened his blurred eyes and slowly saw Jia Lian in front of him, his heart skipped a beat.I have always been a light sleeper, why did I sleep so deeply today, I didn't even notice that others were close to me, if this is a caring person, I am afraid that I will die early.

The dim light in the room was flickering, and Jia Lian in front of him had already put on a dark black dress, and his black hair was tied high.He is full of heroic spirit, completely different from his usual image of the gentle and gentle young man.

Zhongshun had already guessed this person's plan, "You want to attack Junji Mountain at this time?"

He smiled and said, "My lord, let's go."

Zhongshun narrowed his eyes, "You told me to attack in three days during the day."

Jia Lian tied the cuffs of his hands with a drawstring.Turning around to get the saber on the wall, "The soldiers and horses outside have assembled, and if it is too late, we will lose the opportunity."

After saying that, he had already left the door, although Zhong Shun was displeased, he got up and followed behind.

Sure enough, the soldiers and horses had assembled, and the first young general in silver-white armor was Feng Ziying.Seeing Jia Lian and Zhongshun coming out together, he was startled at first, and then looked at Jia Lian with distant eyes.

Jia Lian knew that this person had already regarded himself as loyal to the royal party, but this was not important anymore.

The brigade gathered at the foot of Junji Mountain in the dark. After the previous deployment, Feng Ziying was the vanguard, and Jia Lian led people to encircle and suppress the escaped bandits at the foot of the mountain.After giving an order, Feng Ziying couldn't bear it any longer, and led the people to rush up first.Zhongshun and Jia Lian observed the situation from the foot of the mountain.

Zhongshun sat on the horse, watching the flames rising into the sky in the distance, "Aren't you worried about being robbed of credit?"

Jia Lian watched the movement on the mountain seriously, and only then laughed when he heard Zhongshun's words, "With the prince here, I dare not take credit for it."

Zhongshun didn't get angry when he heard the words, but he just sneered before quietly looking at the mountain.

The stockade on the mountain was built only in recent years, and the head of the village is a wanderer, commonly known as Zhang Bao.It is said that in the past years, pigs were slaughtered for a living, but after learning some martial arts, and when wars broke out, they set up a cottage under the shadow of the Xiaoxiao people nearby.On weekdays, he specializes in robbing houses.I have been busy with the battle of Rouran before, and I couldn't be distracted to deal with them. The result is like a cancer that grows bigger and bigger.The soldiers who came to suppress the bandits were attacked and retreated several times based on the terrain, which boosted their morale.

"Hahaha, from today onwards, I, Zhang Bao, will eat meat, and you will definitely have soup to drink!" A man with a broad chest and a broad body, a thick back, held a sea bowl and respected the brothers below, drinking wine.

"Thank you, brother." "Thank you, brother." The people under the drink echoed.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps came from outside, and then a bald man ran in and lay on the ground, "Brother, the officers and soldiers are here!"

"What?!" Haiwan was thrown on the ground, and the wine spilled all over the floor.

When the crowd came out, they saw a group of officers and soldiers killing them not far from the village. Seeing that there were a lot of them, the leader was a young general holding a silver gun.

"No, those officials are here for real this time."

He hurriedly turned around and turned around to order the brothers around him, "Hurry up and throw stones!"

As the order was issued, in the fiery night, large stones fell on the officers and soldiers outside the stockade with the power of the trebuchet, blocking their way forward.

The lieutenant who came with Feng Ziying said: "General, their terrain is high, and the trebuchet is easy to use. Ours can't hit it."

Feng Zi's handsome eyebrows frowned, the firelight reflected in his starry eyes. "Use the arrowhead to light it with kerosene."

"Yes."

Immediately afterwards, a group of soldiers took rockets and aimed at the stockade not far away. As soon as the order came out, thousands of flaming arrows flew into the stockade one after another.

The arrow was already carrying kerosene, and when it hit the wood, the wood instantly started to burn.Some thieves were even hit by the rocket, and their whole bodies were on fire, rolling around in confusion among the crowd.

Suddenly, the gate of the village opened wide.Bandits kept running out of it.

Feng Ziying's eyes were red, and she rushed over with thousands of soldiers behind her.Along the way, swordsmen and soldiers met each other, and among the bandits there were also some people who were quite skilled in martial arts. Although they met elite soldiers, they never lost the wind.

The two sides fought extremely hard.

On the top of the stockade, Zhang Bao kicked away the reporter and cursed: "Which good grandson opened the door." The door was made by demolishing the city gate of Yecheng earlier.It is extremely sturdy, it cannot be burned by fire, it is invulnerable to swords and guns, as long as the city gate is not opened, those good grandsons will not be able to enter even if they burn the entire village!

The bald man who reported the letter said, "The girl told me to open it."

"Bah, grandma's whore!" Zhang Bao kicked the bald head away, and rushed down with a knife.

Feng Ziying and his party had already entered the cottage, and the deputy general proposed to ask the soldiers from the bottom of the mountain to come up to help.Feng Ziying pestered him and said, "Let him come up at this time, wouldn't it mean that he would be able to pick up a ready-made bargain?"

As they spoke, they entered into a melee again.

After several rounds of fighting with those elite soldiers, Zhang Bao encountered the chief general Feng Ziying.One of the two wields a silver gun, and the other wields a broadsword.One is strong and experienced in actual combat, and the other is highly skilled in martial arts. After dozens of rounds, the two of them are full of color.

After dodging and dodging, the two hit the hall in the village.The flame column in the hall was hit and rolled all over the floor, and the tables and chairs were chopped to pieces.

Feng Ziying saw that Zhang Bao was no match for him except for his strength and martial arts.And that big knife also weighed thirty kilograms, if he lost his strength, he would no longer be able to defeat himself.Sure enough, after dozens of rounds, Zhang Bao was already struggling.He was sweating profusely, but he couldn't hit Feng Ziying. Instead, he had to resist Feng Ziying's attack all the time.

With a "bang", Zhang Bao was kicked away and hit the big tiger-skin chair, which was knocked over.Zhang Bao lay on the ground vomiting blood.

Feng Ziying stood in front of Zhang Bao with a silver gun in her hand, with a sneer on her lips.

Zhang Bao spit out a mouthful of blood, "Today's skills are inferior to others, so if you want to kill or cut, do what you want. Don't pretend to be a grandpa in front of grandpa!"

"I won't kill you, I will catch you alive."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand to catch Zhang Bao, but Zhang Bao had a small knife hidden behind him, and when Feng Ziying was bending over, he swung the knife and slashed at him.

Between lightning and flint, Feng Ziying flashed quickly, narrowly dodging the knife, but a bloodstain was still cut on his face by the knife edge.

Feng Ziying's starry eyes turned cold, and she turned over with the silver gun, and the tip of the gun was inserted straight into Zhang Bao's back.

"Pfft——" Zhang Bao protruded a big mouthful of blood, knocked his head on the ground, closed his eyes and did not move anymore.

After confirming that Zhang Bao no longer has the ability to resist, Feng Ziying pulled out the silver gun in his hand, showing a contemptuous smile, "Shameless people, you can't blame anyone———" He groaned.

Feng Ziying turned around with difficulty, looked down at the tip of the sword on his chest, and then at the person in front of him. He stretched out his fingers tremblingly, "It's...it's you..."

That night, the flames were so intense that the originally dark sky was reddened by the flames, and even the nearby villages seemed to be able to feel the heat of the flames.

Feng Ziying died, killed in battle in the cottage.According to the soldiers who escaped, the escape route of the bandits was blocked, and there was no way to escape.

The entire cottage was engulfed in flames, and Feng Ziying's body could no longer be identified.

Looking at Feng Ziying's charred body, Feng Tang's resolute face instantly aged. He hugged his son's body tremblingly, his eyes flushed.

The lieutenant wiped his tears, endured the pain all over his body, gritted his teeth and said, "It's Jia Lian, he killed the major general!"

Feng Tang looked across his eyes, with murderous intent and monstrous anger in his eyes.

"Go on!"

The deputy general said: "At that time, the mountain was already full of flames, but Jia Lian seemed to have never heard of it, and never ordered to rescue the general." I'm afraid they have already colluded with each other."

King Zhongshun, Jia Lian...Feng Tang gritted his teeth tightly, holding back the overwhelming anger in his chest.

Yecheng Taishou Mansion Study

Jia Lian sat quietly on the chair behind the desk, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Ruyu's face looked a bit tired, and the thick eyelashes revealed a beautiful shadow under her eyes.

"It's useless for you to pretend to be dead. Now, Feng Tang probably hates you to the core. Then Feng Ziying is his only son. After you let him be exterminated, aren't you afraid that he will come to chop you with a knife?"

When Zhongshun said these gloating words, he was sitting at the round table in the study, sipping the fine wine just brought from Kyoto.

Jia Lian opened his eyes, glanced at the people at the round table, and lightly parted his thin lips, "Don't you find it strange that a general with high martial arts skills and three thousand elite soldiers can't destroy a cottage?"

"It's strange, Feng Ziying is not good at learning, and Feng Tang is incompetent in training soldiers. The defeat of the dignified main force is so ugly, even if the bandits and bandits are wiped out, the emperor's anger will not be small." He drank another cup. liquor.

"Why is Miss Liuxia who is beside the prince missing?"

The hand holding the wine glass stopped.

Zhongshun squinted his eyes, staring straight at Jia Lian behind the desk with a slight smile on his lips.

His throat was choked for a moment, he seemed unable to speak, and after a while he said in a deep voice: "This king did not bring her here this time."

"Really?" Jia Lian stood up, took out a painting from the painting basket next to the desk, slowly opened it, and then the smile on his mouth deepened, "Weichen saw a woman in Junji Mountain that day. She looks like Miss Liuxia, so she thought that if Miss Liuxia wears a dress in the future, she must be no worse than this girl. After returning to the mansion, she found it very interesting, so she drew a picture of the person. Why don't the prince come and see if it is very interesting? picture?"

Zhongshun squeezed the wine glass tightly, his fair fingers turned reddish due to the exertion.There was a cold light in the glazed eyes, "Are you threatening me?"

Jia Lian shook his head, picked up the scroll and put it away.Slowly walked to the round table, picked up another white jade wine glass, the wine in it was fragrant.

He took a sip of the wine, with a slight smile in his black eyes, and said to Zhongshun: "No, I just want to be afraid that General Feng will really chop me up with a knife. So I want to ask the prince to send Buddha sent west."

"Aren't you afraid of the other families?" A traitor appeared in front of four kings and eight kilometers, and the end was not good.

"The Rongguo Mansion is loyal to the emperor."

Zhongshun heard the words, a smile slowly overflowed his stiff face, but the smile was cold, "Okay."

Among the four princes and eight princes, Wang Ziteng and Feng Tang can be said to be the most powerful ones.Wang Ziteng was vacillating, but Feng Tang was indeed firm. It would be a pleasure to get rid of this person.

The two reached an agreement, and Zhong left the study by the way.

Jia Lian sat on a chair and drank alone, but as he drank, the taste became more and more bitter.

Feng Ziying also met each other back then, but it's a pity that they didn't agree with each other because of their different ways.

Drink a glass of wine in one gulp.

Jun Qiguang, oh Jun Qiguang, you are finally able to kill the killer. No loyalty can match the high position of kingship.This bloody road has only just begun!

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support!The son of the previous life was very loyal and patriotic, but unfortunately the end will not be good, so in the following plots, he may not be the kind who is true, kind and beautiful. Of course, he will not hurt those who are kind to him. I hope you don’t If you mind, if you mind, I can't force it...