minister wants to kill the king

Emperor Chengqian passed away and Feng Huaicheng succeeded to the throne, in the eyes of outsiders, it was just such a simple matter.There is no forced palace to seize power, and there is no so-called mysterious will.

Feng Huaicheng couldn't bear the crime of murdering his own brother. In order to deceive others, Feng Huaicheng found a dumb man to pretend to be Feng Su after he ascended the throne. recuperate.

And Feng Yan, after ascending the throne in Fenghuai City, completely ignored world affairs and concentrated on being an idle prince.

The second year of Zhaoming was the second year after Feng Huaicheng ascended the throne.

midsummer.

As soon as Xue Lang stuffed the rotten rice into his mouth, the cell door was opened.

A pair of official boots with complicated and exquisite embroidery patterns stopped in front of his eyes, Xue Lang didn't raise his eyes, and chewed the food in his mouth expressionlessly.

The person who came reached out and took away the bowl in front of him.Xue Shaojin frowned, sticking his fingers to the edge of the bowl, and threw the bowl away, "This taste, tsk, what a day it is."

Xue Lang finished chewing his meal expressionlessly, leaned against the wall in his dirty prison clothes, and began to fall asleep, ignoring him.

Xue Shaojin was not angry either, she rolled up her sleeves and said, "Your Majesty ordered me to take you out."

Xue Lang: "Your Majesty is dead, where is His Majesty?"

Xue Shaojin: "The first emperor passed away and the crown prince ascended the throne. It is now the second year of Zhaoming."

Xue Lang didn't raise his eyes, "Rebellious officials and traitors, how dare you call yourself emperor?"

Xue Shaojin said solemnly: "Your Majesty is an upright prince. After the death of the first emperor, it is only natural for him to succeed to the throne. Why is he a traitor?"

"roll."

Xue Shaojin looked at him for a while, but his tone was still steady, "You think I want to come to see you? It's His Majesty who appreciates your martial arts talents and wants to recruit you."

Back then in Jingyang Palace, the record of Xue Lang defeating dozens of elite soldiers by himself spread to Feng Huaicheng's ears.

Feng Huaicheng originally wanted to recruit, but Xue Shaojin suggested that he should lock Xue Lang for two years before doing so.

After all, with Xue Lang's loyalty to Feng Su at that time, it was impossible to return to Fenghuai City immediately, so he could only lock him up first, and then talk when he was tired.

This level was closed for two years.

Seeing that Xue Lang didn't speak, Xue Shaojin said again: "This is your only chance to leave here. Do you want to stay in prison for the rest of your life?"

Xue Lang said lightly: "I think it's pretty good."

Xue Shaojin had nothing to do with him. After a moment of silence, he said, "The Third Highness is still alive."

Xue Lang finally had a reaction, raised his eyebrows and stared at him, "Where is it?"

"Ran."

Xue Shaojin raised the corners of his lips slightly, "You listen to my advice and do things for His Majesty. This is your only chance to leave the prison, and it is also the only chance for you to find the Third Highness."

"After all, if you want to see your Highness again, you have to get out of prison first, don't you?"

Xue Lang frowned: "Can you let me find him at ease?"

Xue Shaojin: "The premise is that you can find it. Your Majesty hasn't found it after two years of searching."

Almost after Xue Shaojin finished speaking, Xue Lang immediately said, "Okay."

Xue Shaojin smiled with satisfaction.

Xue Lang stood up and walked towards the prison door. Xue Shaojin stretched out his arms and made a "please" gesture.

"What does the prince want me to do?"

"It's Your Majesty." Xue Shaojin corrected.

Xue Lang stopped talking.

Xue Shaojin: ""

After a pause, Xue Shaojin said: "Your Majesty wants you to lead the Jinjiawei."

The Golden Armor Guard is an organization that specializes in assassination, and it specializes in doing some shady things for the emperor.

Xue Lang nodded to show that he understood, and glanced at Xue Shaojin, "What is that on your face?"

Xue Shaojin's face twisted in an instant, he stroked the mask on his side face, and sneered, "The Third Highness gave it to me."

Xue Lang understood - I'm afraid Xue Shaojin has been disfigured.

So he said slowly: "The Third Highness has done a good job of remodeling you, I think it looks better than before."

Xue Shaojin's face darkened: ""

So Xue Lang became the commander of the Golden Armor Guard, the best knife in Fenghuai City, and the court lackey that everyone in Beijing turned pale upon talking about.

Xue Lang secretly searched for Feng Su's news, but still found nothing. He didn't dare to look for it in a big way, for fear that people in Fenghuai City would get the news. If he found it, Feng Su would be in danger then.

Now that His Royal Highness is an adult, he should go out of the palace to build a mansion or arrange a fiefdom. Due to the pressure of the court, Fenghuai City can no longer lock 'Feng Su' in the palace. When the time comes, the sky will be high and the water will be far away. If something happens to His Highness the Third Highness, he can only say that he will die.

Feng Huaicheng was worried about others, so the task of escorting 'Feng Su' to the fief was given to Xue Lang.

Xue Lang had no objection, and honestly led the fake out of Beijing.

Xue Lang never thought that he would meet Feng Su because of this——

The team escorting the 'Third Highness' to the fiefdom marched for more than ten days and stopped in a small town. Xue Lang made an impromptu decision that day and went out to buy food.

The security of the small town is chaotic, and there are many beggars in the corners of the market. Some beggars are just lying in the corners like this, and it is not known whether they are dead or alive.

Lying in the corner was a skinny old beggar who looked like he was dying.Squatting beside the old beggar was a young man in coarse cloth, who was feeding the old man porridge spoon by spoon.

The young man's clothes were also patched, but they were clean. He fed porridge to the old beggar earnestly, and he didn't dislike the dirt on the beggar's body at all.

On the contrary, the father is kind and the son is filial.

Xue Lang thought in his heart, bowed down and put a sling of money beside the old beggar.

The copper coins fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and the young man raised his head in surprise.

Xue Lang was stunned.

The young man was also stunned.

The next moment, the young man lowered his head, pretending nothing happened, and then fed the old beggar porridge.

"Three c three c three" Xue Lang stammered.

Feng Su frowned, didn't look at him, and said in a rough voice, "Claws?"

Xue Lang grabbed his arm, "I've been looking for you"

Feng Su struggled to struggle with his arm, but couldn't move it away, "You bang?! Do you want claws?"

Like an innocent passerby.

The old beggar glared at the two of them, and cried out "ah" and "ah".

Xue Lang said: "This is not a place to talk, come with me."

Feng Su flew up and kicked Xue Lang's crotch, Xue Lang blocked it dangerously.

Xue Lang: ""

Feng Su took the opportunity to break free, and ran away. Xue Lang tapped his toes, jumped up into the air, and blocked Feng Su.

Feng Su: ""

Feng Su was still holding the hanging coin that Xue Lang gave him, rubbing his two fingers together, he unraveled the thread, threw it in the air, and the sky was full of copper coins, "I picked up the money, I picked up the money!"

The beggars around were rushing up from their pupae, and instantly pushed the two of them apart. Feng Su heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly got out of the crowd to apply oil on his feet, but a big hand grabbed his wrist.

Xue Lang sighed, "If you don't want to attract attention, you should come with me first."

Feng Su stopped talking.

Xue Lang pulled him, turned around and walked into a small inn, and said, "A room."

The shopkeeper looked at the two of them holding hands strangely, and led them upstairs.

After entering the house, Xue Lang first opened the window to look downstairs to see if anyone was following him, then checked left and right, and then began to speak.

"I've been looking for you for a long time, where have you been these two years?"

Feng Su looked at him coldly, "I don't understand what you said about Sazi."

Xue Lang smiled, "Even if you change your appearance, I can recognize you at a glance, not to mention that you haven't even changed your appearance."

After one or two years, Feng Su has changed a lot, he has grown taller, his facial features have also grown, and even the concoction that was deliberately applied to make his complexion withered and yellow can't stop his stunning appearance.

It's just that the gentle and kind face in the past, smiling at everyone, is gone, replaced by a gloomy look in his eyes.

Seeing that he couldn't pretend, Feng Su gave up, he wouldn't change his face, and when he saw Xue Lang, he didn't think that he could really fool him, so he said: "Okay, what's the matter, take me to see you Fenghuai City invites you to reward me?"

Xue Lang was stunned, "Why?"

Feng Su curled his lips mockingly.

"At that time, I followed your order to find Concubine Xiang. I was ambushed by the crown prince and severely injured by them. Afterwards, I was imprisoned by them for two years and was only released recently."

The leader of the Golden Armored Guards, who made everyone's eyes turn pale, seemed to have returned to his childhood at this moment, and turned into the young Xue Lang who was often at a loss.

Feng Su curled his lips coldly, and glanced up and down at Xue Lang's official uniform, "Fenghuai City will let a prisoner be the commander? I heard that you are very majestic now."

"Feng Huaicheng wanted to recruit me, and I thought that I would be able to find His Highness, so I agreed." After saying this, Xue Lang couldn't bear to look directly at him. No one would believe this sentence.

Sure enough, Feng Su snorted and didn't even say a word.

"I did not betray His Highness," Xue Lang explained feebly.

Feng Su finally raised his eyes to look at him, those eyes that were gentle and kind in the past were full of bone-biting coldness at the moment, which could reach the bottom of one's heart.

"Then what happened back then?"

"True?" Xue Lang asked doubtfully.

"When I came out of the tunnel, Xue Shaojin led people to stop me. The only ones who knew the exit of the tunnel were you and me. If you weren't tipping the news, who else?"

Xue Lang was stunned, he never expected that Feng Su would think of him this way.So, Feng Su has always felt that he betrayed him for the past two years?

Then he went to the Jingyang Palace to save Concubine Xiang in the Jingyang Palace back then, and the two years in prison, what was it?

"At that time, I was also ambushed by them," Xue Lang said.

Feng Su twitched the corners of his mouth indifferently, "It's all yours, do you think I should believe it or not?"

Xue Lang said with difficulty: "You don't believe me?"

"Do you want to bring my people back to Beijing, or take my head back to Beijing?" Feng Su stabbed him in the heart again.

Xue Lang shook his head, "I'll let you go."

Feng Su didn't even show a hint of surprise, obviously he didn't believe his words, instead he said mockingly: "Don't worry, Xue Langjun has a bright future, how dare Feng Mou block your future? Support Feng Yi and Er."

Xue Lang only felt that his heart had been gouged out by this knife.