Your Majesty, after he played stupid and overturned the car

The little emperor fell asleep after drinking the medicine, and Ming Yelan accompanied her to the East Chef of Qihua Palace to stare at the decoction in person. As soon as she left, Ming Wanzhao, who was "sleeping" on her back, opened her eyes, thin and fair Sitting up with his hands on the bed, his phoenix eyes were empty, and his voice was like falling jade hitting a stone: "Uncle."

It doesn't look like the slightest foolishness.

Qi Yanxing didn't feel that something was wrong, he took out a small porcelain bottle that could be grasped with a slap from his bosom, and handed it over, asking: "Still can't see clearly?"

"En." Ming Wanzhao responded, poured out a black pill from the porcelain bottle and swallowed it, his eyes were blurred, colorful colors intertwined, even at such a close distance, he couldn't see Qi Yanxing clearly looks.

After taking the medicine, Ming Wanzhao skillfully hid the medicine in the dark trough of the jade pillow, and said, "It's clearer than before, and I can smell it."

After saying that, Ming Wanzhao looked towards the window with empty eyes, and said: "You are so courageous, you dare to challenge Anxi when you first come here."

Qi Yanxing understood who it was talking about, "Didn't you guess it a long time ago? The revenge of killing his mother, since he entered Yijing, he will never die."

"That's right." Ming Wanzhao was mentally weak, and the burn on his calf was also real. The skin had been peeled off, and the pain was always there. After taking the medicine, it intensified several times.He was in severe pain, and he was a little weak when he spoke, "Lu Zuoxian wanted Jiangdong, but he was afraid that Northern Xinjiang would take advantage of it. Before the civil strife, he should first suppress the outside. Lingxi is restrained, so naturally he has to help him suppress the outside, but the premise is that he takes Stay with Lu Yunchuan!"

Beijiang and Daliang have confronted each other for many years and fought several times. Shengyuan lost more than he won 14 years ago. Only in that year—Daliang lost tragically and uglyly, and was almost captured by others.

Since then, the imperial power has gradually lost, the emperor has declined, and the country has been unstable.The Ming family is like a light shining in the mountains and rivers, but now it is getting darker and darker. Only the thin and thin young emperor is almost burning his bones to seek stability.

"Shen Song is not a temperament that will be manipulated by others." Qi Yanxing said, "Even if he is trapped in Yijing right now, such a person will not be a trapped beast whether he is in Lingxi or Yijing. I heard that the second son of the Lu family yesterday Inviting him to a banquet didn't do much good."

Ming Wanzhao lay back again, closed his eyes, his black hair on his temples was wet with sweat, he was used to enduring the pain, and he was still thinking about the messy grievances in his mind, after a few breaths, he said: "Lu Linxian is a Rubbish, nothing can be tried, there are still many dirty things in Yijing, if he is reckless, he is useless."

Qi Yanxing sighed, "He has been almost undefeated in the past few years against the Shage tribe in Northern Xinjiang. It is by no means empty and reckless. Zhaoer, you should be cautious. It is not easy to trap him and tame him."

Ming Wanzhao didn't answer, just smiled: "Really?"

Qi Yanxing suddenly felt a headache and nodded, "He's different from me, I'm because—"

The voice stopped suddenly, and Qi Yanxing didn't continue, as if he wanted to avoid a certain taboo that should not be declared.

Ming Wanzhao added softly: "It's because of hatred." He laughed mockingly, and added in a murmur, "We can only survive in this square inch of the palace by relying on hatred."

Qi Yanxing was speechless.

Before leaving, Qi Yanxing turned around and said, "Wan Zhao is your name, it is his ambition to stay in the world, Ke Zhaoer, don't forget Yan Huan, the words he left for you, that is his hope for you. "

Ming Wanzhao, turning mountains and rivers into Zhaozhao, is Ming Rongri's ambition not to be willing to subjugate the country.

Ming Yan is happy, peaceful and happy, this is what Ming Rongzhou hopes for his parents and children.

Ming Wanzhao was silent for a long while, and then said softly to the empty bedroom: "How..."

The last two words were never uttered, and disappeared in the dead silence, like the wind scattered without a trace.

How-

destiny.

Ming Wanzhao knew that he was the last cluster of flames in the Mingliang mountains and rivers, he was trapped to death in the mountains and rivers, and would surely wither on the icy dragon chair in the future.

But he is not afraid, and he is not unwilling. Although he has never seen it, he has heard about it. The people are hungry, the city is hungry for thousands of miles, and no one can control their lives. Therefore, he does not blame the sky, but hates people.

I hate those who are high above the sky, turning their hands into clouds and covering their hands with rain.

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Lu Yunchuan's riot in the palace was known to everyone before nightfall. Anxi has been controlling the inner palace for many years, but he has never suffered such a big loss. One day, he was given a thunderous disarm.

As the saying goes, when enemies meet, they are extremely jealous, and the officials in the government and the opposition do not know who to worry about for a while.

In the Lu Mansion, a picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains hangs on the wall. Lu Zuoxian admires the painting with his hands behind his back, as if pointing the mountains and rivers through pen and ink. Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, he said, "Rongzhang, here we come."

"Well, father." Lu Feichi is twenty-seven this year, with elegant green shirts and gentle manners. "Father also heard about today's palace?"

Lu Zuoxian didn't answer, but instead asked, "What do you think of this Lu Yunchuan?"

Lu Feichi closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then said, "He is rebellious, brave but not scheming, and has no foresight. Maybe he did this on purpose, and my son thinks that this person cannot be kept."

Lu Zuoxian raised his hand, pointing his fingertips towards the map of Heshan, and said in a deep voice: "Lingxi and Yubei are dependent on each other. If the second child of the Qi family hadn't died in the hands of the Chinu tribe eight years ago, the girl from Rongsu's mansion should have married into Yubei." .” He separated his fingers slightly, then closed them again, with sharp eyes, “The two are inseparable.”

Lu Feichi nodded: "What's your opinion, father?"

Lu Zuoxian withdrew his hand and said, "No matter how much trouble Lu Yunchuan makes, he will not be able to change the sky in Yijing, but if he dies, the sky in the frontier will probably change."

Lu Feichi frowned, hesitantly said: "Too strong, it's a variable, and I'm afraid of danger."

"What are you afraid of?" Lu Zuoxian came back to his senses, looked at him deeply, and said slowly: "No matter how strong a horse is, it has to eat grass. Rongzhang, you work in the household department, don't you know that without money, this horse can't eat grass?" Is it true that if you are full, you will not be able to escape?"

Lu Feichi was startled, and then leaned over, "Thank you father for teaching, my son understands."