minister wants to kill the king

When Xuan Xuelang's edict to return to Beijing came down, the entire barracks erupted.

The edict was an urgent edict, and the horse rushed from the capital to the border with whips, and several horses ran to death.

The news quickly spread throughout the barracks, and everyone in the barracks panicked for a while.

A few months ago, rumors spread in Beijing, saying that the great general Xue Lang was ambitious and had a heart of disobedience.I don't know if the superiors deliberately connive or spread rumors to confuse the public, the rumors intensified, and later it was said that Xue Lang was colluding with the enemy and would enter the capital soon.

It is not without reason that Xue Lang will rebel.

Xue Lang and the present-day Shengshang have known each other since they were young, and they were his companions when he was young. The two have known each other for more than ten years, and they have shared joys and sorrows, so they should have a deep relationship.But the relationship between the two was not as harmonious as the rumors outside. For example, as soon as the Holy One ascended the throne, he demoted Xue Lang, who had assisted him to ascend the throne, and dispatched him to the frontier alone.

The clay figurine was still a bit hot, but Xue Lang endured it without saying a word.

That's four years.

Four years in the border gate, Xue Lang led the army to defeat the Turks, and drove the Turks who had been wandering around the border of Daqi for a long time and drove them out of the gate.

Everyone said that the Holy Majesty failed to expel him, but raised a wolf instead.

Avoiding the soldiers, the lieutenant whispered in front of Xue Lang: "There is no reason to announce that the general will enter the capital, or an urgent order."

The firewood was burning in the barracks, Xue Lang put on his armor, with a leather buckle on his waist, and asked casually, "What's the matter?"

The deputy general became anxious and lowered his voice, "Rumors are spreading in Beijing. It is unpredictable to ask you to go back at this juncture. The general must guard against it."

"Holy will is unpredictable?" The corner of Xue Lang's mouth twitched. His facial features were already profound, and even if he was expressionless on weekdays, he looked fierce. At this time, this smile not only failed to achieve the effect of ridicule, but appeared to be full of murderous intent.

Xue Lang said coldly: "Aren't you afraid that I will rebel against you?"

The lieutenant had a stern expression.

"Remove my official position, let me hand over my military power, or go into exile if it doesn't work." Xue Lang raised his eyebrows, full of evil spirits, "He will also know these tricks."

The deputy general looked angry, "The general led his brothers through life and death, and loyally fought for him, but this is the end. It is really chilling."

"Isn't this just dead rabbits, boiled dogs, birds and bows?"

Xue Lang: "I would be grateful if you could read more books."

Xue Lang put on the goggles, "I haven't been back to Beijing for a long time, so it's just right, I have something to ask him face to face." The 'he' naturally refers to His Majesty who is incomparably noble today.

This time the deputy general couldn't even say a word to stop him.

Xue Lang took down the saber from the shelf, lifted the curtain and raised his feet to go out. It was windy outside the fortress, and as soon as he opened the curtain, the cold wind poured in, and the firewood was crackled by the wind.

Xue Lang kept lifting the curtain and paused for a moment, then suddenly turned around and asked, "What do you think of me bringing my brothers and entering the capital?"

Lieutenant General: ""

The deputy general's expression froze for a moment, and he actually thought about it seriously, and then said solemnly: "This subordinate is willing to listen to the general's arrangement."

The corners of Xue Lang's lips curled up slightly, and the sharp facial features showed a bit of gentleness, "Forget it, if this is the case, our noble Majesty must have a very good expression."

In the distance, the mountains are covered with snow, majestic and scattered, stretching across Tianshui from Tubo to the Central Plains, like a link connecting the two places closely.It snowed heavily for ten days in a row, and the cold wind mixed with snow particles blew on my face, causing pain and pain.

Xue Lang only brought a few of his subordinates and hurried to the capital. He couldn't wait, he couldn't wait to return to the capital, he couldn't wait to see the person sitting on the Golden Luan Hall, and he couldn't wait to ask him——

"There must be a reason for sending me to the border for four years without paying attention, right?"

It was not until a long time later that Xue Lang learned a sentence that can summarize his current behavior.

Call thousands of miles to give away people's heads.

Xue Lang arrived at the capital at night, as soon as he entered the city gate, the imperial guards came to confiscate his weapons.

His subordinates showed fear, Xue Lang calmly handed over the weapon, and said in a low voice, "I want to see Your Majesty."

What awaited him was an imperial decree.

The commander of the Imperial Guard took the evidence of the so-called 'rebellion' and listed his eight major crimes. Raising private soldiers, colluding with the enemy without discipline, everything is a major crime of beheading.

Xue Lang put his arms around his arms, listened with relish, and finally commented: "One thing is missing."

"Trying to get your Majesty's hands in vain can also be added." Xue Lang said with a smile.

People: ""

The expression was blank for a moment before the commander of the imperial guards came to his senses and roared angrily: "Press the traitor Xue Lang into the sky prison!"

Let's do it, Xue Lang thought, he really owed Feng Su in his previous life.

In this life, you deserve to be a cow and a horse, but you still can't get it right.

Before being escorted away by the imperial guards, Xue Lang said quite familiarly: "I want to eat the wontons at the entrance of Baishi Lane."

Early the next morning, the jailer came to the prison with a tray.

Wontons are served in exquisite porcelain bowls, wrapped cutely round, and the fresh and tender meat filling can be seen through the thin transparent skin. The top is sprinkled with minced ginger and green onion, and it is still steaming. It is delicious and gratifying to look at.

The jailer said that the wontons were packed early by the chef at Yunlai Building. The wonton stall at the entrance of Baishi Alley was gone. Uncle Zhang, who sold wontons, died of a serious illness two years ago. The coffin returned home.

Xue Lang said "oh", picked up the chopsticks and started to eat the wontons slowly.

The delicious and hot wontons dispelled the chill all over his body as soon as he took his mouth, but Xue Lang felt somewhat tasteless.

Xue Lang spoke in a low voice, his voice seemed a little lonely, "If I were in Beijing, I could still go to burn incense sticks."

The jailer didn't know why, and didn't understand why Xue Lang missed an old man selling wontons so much.

After swallowing the last mouthful of wontons, Xue Lang returned the bowl to the jailer, "What does Your Majesty plan to do with me?"

The jailer shook his head blankly.

Xue Lang closed his eyes tiredly, let out a long breath, and leaned back against the wall behind him.He was only wearing a thin cotton robe, his armor was removed, and the breastplate was also taken away. The breastplate was still given to him by Feng Su.

Now that his official position has also been withdrawn and his reputation is gone, Xue Lang can't help but wonder what Feng Su plans to do with him, is he going to throw himself in the prison forever?Or exile?House arrest?

House arrest is fine, he can still see his Majesty every day, which is much better than outside the Great Wall.

Xue Lang couldn't help curling the corners of his lips.

There were only dim oil lamps in the dungeon, regardless of day or night, Xue Lang calculated hastily, it should have been more than ten days.

Feng Su still didn't come.

Until a few days later, the eunuch heard Feng Su's order—the rebel Xue Lang committed a heinous crime and should be executed immediately at noon.

Xue Lang's eyes widened suddenly, and the eunuch ordered someone to bring the table, and served exquisite dishes one by one, and bowed to present Xue Lang with jade chopsticks, his high-pitched voice seemed a bit harsh in the empty cell, "Eat this Saying goodbye to the banquet, the general will be on his way."

At that moment Xue Lang's face suddenly became gloomy, his thin lips were drawn into a line, he looked down at the steaming dishes, did not pick up the chopsticks, the eunuch kept bending over and holding them.

With a loud sound of "Bang!" and the crisp sound of dishes being smashed, Xue Lang turned over the case.

The eunuch lowered his brows and looked down, splashed all over with vegetable soup, and said in a steady tone: "The general has eaten, let's go on the road now."

Xue Lang's face was gloomy, his eyes were filled with murderous aura, and he strangled the eunuch's neck with murderous aura, but was restrained by the soldiers who rushed in.A few days ago, he was given a weak tendon during the meal, and just now he got up and was already at the end of his bow. Xue Lang couldn't help struggling, still in disbelief, and asked in a hissing voice: "He wants to kill me?"

"It's an order from His Majesty himself."

"I don't believe you let him come to see me! Let him see me in person!" Xue Lang's eyes were shattered, and he was restrained by the soldiers, desperate like a trapped animal in a prison.

He never thought Feng Su would kill him

Xue Lang was escorted out of the prison, the eunuch lowered his eyes, turned around slowly, and bent deeply towards the direction Xue Lang was going out.

It snowed in the sky, and the whole capital city was covered in silver.

Many people came to the execution ground today to see how the traitor Xue Lang was beheaded. People chatted excitedly, pointed at each other, and at the end they commented outrageously, as if they cared more about political affairs.

Feng Su still didn't come.

Xue Lang knelt on the execution platform, not under the stands, with a sneer on his lips, and slightly raised his head, even though he was kneeling, his bones were full of rebelliousness.

There was snow falling in his eyes, and it suddenly melted.

The blade was sharp, and it fell down with the sound of breaking wind, and blood spilled in the air.

The invincible general who holds a heavy army in his hands, was born humble and died a coward.

What does it feel like to die?Xue Lang thought, after all, it couldn't be the way he feels now.

Because he saw Feng Su.

This was the first time Xue Lang saw Feng Su in eight years, and the other party was crying while hugging his coffin.

Feng Su actually cried because of him?

Xue Lang sneered, took a closer look, and faced Feng Su face to face.Feng Su had a god-given good looks, with delicate features like jade carvings, eyes like peach blossoms, eyelashes trembling slightly, casting a beautiful arc in the bottom of the eyes.There was a small cinnabar mole on the bottom of his eye. At this time, his face was full of tears from crying, and the mole was reflected more vividly. Those dark eyes were filled with tears, showing a bit of affection.

The sun is really coming out in the west.

With a gloomy face, Xue Lang raised his hand to caress Feng Su's face, but the moment he touched it, he passed by. Xue Lang sighed: "So you will be sad too."

Xue Lang asked with a sullen face, "Why did you kill me?"

"Hey, Feng Su, talk to me."

Naturally, Feng Su couldn't hear what Xue Lang was saying. Xue Lang squatted opposite Feng Su, trying to cross the gap between Yin and Yang to talk to the person he had been thinking about for the past four years.

Xue Lang looked at Feng Su calmly, "Do you also think I'm going to rebel? Or are you worried that I won't listen to you due to my high position? Are you afraid?"

Feng Su couldn't answer him.

"How could you be here without me, Xue Lang!!" Xue Lang roared suddenly, his eyes filled with sternness, "I will guard your great enlightenment, fight for you, and bring peace to the world. Is this how you repay me? !"

"You understand better than anyone—" Xue Lang narrowed his eyes slowly, killing intent rose in his dark pupils, he turned his head slightly, and put it against Feng Su's neck, as if he could feel Feng Su's warm body temperature. By lowering your head, you can bite off the opponent's throat.

"How Xue Lang likes Feng Su."

Feng Su straightened his robes and opened the door, only then did Xue Lang realize that Feng Su had lost weight, much smaller than before, his body was already thin, and at this moment he looked a little shaky.

There were a crowd of palace people waiting outside the door, Feng Su said indifferently: "For the sake of my brotherhood with him, let's give him a lavish burial as a general."

An official hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, no, Xue Lang is such a traitor."

Feng Su's eyes turned cold, and the official stopped talking in embarrassment.

Feng Su said: "That's it."

Xue Lang was floating in the air, watching this scene with folded arms, and laughed softly——

Siblings.

He is obviously Feng Su's dog, he comes and goes as soon as he is called, if he is not useful, Feng Su probably wouldn't even look at him.

Xue Lang never knew that Feng Su was good at acting like this, and that even the bitter tears just now were fake?Smiling and laughing, the low-pitched ridicule turned into loud laughter, Xue Lang couldn't stop laughing - he couldn't help but wonder, did Feng Su really have a heart?

The hatred seemed to turn into substance at this moment, the wind blew violently in the room, Xue Lang swept the black energy all over his body with a murderous aura, and fiercely dug Feng Su's heart——

Feng Su turned his head as if aware of it, at that moment Feng Su's body was full of golden light, and Xue Lang was shot straight away.

The wind stopped.

Everyone whispered about the sudden strong wind, Feng Su also looked around suspiciously, but saw nothing, and said: "Go back to the palace."

Feng Su didn't see it, Xue Lang curled up at his feet, whimpering in pain like a helpless beast licking his wound alone, his right shoulder was bare, and half of his arm had been burned away by the golden light.

The real dragon emperor, how can a lonely soul and wild ghost be easily hurt?