Evil disciple, let go of the back of your teacher's neck!

The "let go" in the mouth of the saint is to deprive Feng Lin of the right to control the guards in the palace.

Five hundred armored soldiers were banned, and they were in charge of guarding the palace city. Although they were not a strong armed force, they were a force close to the saint's elbow and armpit.Losing the jurisdiction of Suwei, does it mean that King Yan's status in the hearts of the saints is not as good as before.As the news spread, it was hard not to make guesses.

The place where the emperor lived in Yan was burned, and this matter must be thoroughly investigated.As Feng Lin was implicated by Su Wei, it was obviously inappropriate for Jin Yiwei to intervene, so the responsibility for the investigation fell on Huang Deyong, the chief supervisor of the palace.

"Your Majesty, the cause of the fire has been found out. It turned out that the small yellow gate outside the gate accidentally knocked over the incense burner and ignited the curtains. This caused the disaster. Perhaps it was because of the heavy rain yesterday. Call for help." The sound could not be heard, causing the guards to be slow in rescue, which disturbed Sheng Jia, and he himself was burned to death in the duty room."

After a night of rest, Emperor Longkang had not yet fully recovered, and his voice was even lower than before, "How to deal with the corpse?"

Huang Deyong was silent for a while: "...the person died too soon, and has been dragged out of the palace to be buried."

Emperor Longkang nodded slightly, and suddenly restrained his expression: "It's fine if you are not careful, but if the guards are more awake, how can you make such a fuss? In my opinion, this matter should be taken as a warning, and the choice of the dynasty One or two Zhongneng ministers, rectify the guards, so as to prevent future troubles."

Huang Deyong lowered his head and did not answer, but the suspicion in his eyes spread like forest fog.

"Miyacheng and Guoye, if the outside is not peaceful, the inside will be restless." Emperor Longkang turned his head to drink tea, took the opportunity to glance at the figures behind the screen, and said: "This matter should be done sooner rather than later, it is better to leave it to the Jinyiwei. Ready-made It's unknown if the masters of the industry can bring a belt, maybe they will see improvement."

Huang Deyong reminded in a low voice: "Your Majesty just removed the prince's command of the army two hours ago..."

Emperor Longkang flicked the tea foam and said casually: "Are there no one else in Jinyiwei besides him?"

This "other" made Huang Deyong's brows tremble for a moment, and he buried his head lower: "Please ask the sage to show me."

When Huang Deyong came out, the sun was high and the wind and rain had become the events of last night, and all the traces seemed to have been washed away.

Feng Lin was still waiting for the news at the check-in room, his face was full of exhaustion that could not be concealed by strong tea.After hearing the newly released decree, he was not much surprised, calmly rolled up his sleeves and stood up, looking at Huang Deyong: "You have something to say to this king."

With no one in front or behind, Huang Deyong knelt down in a "plop" and cried loudly: "The holy car may be in danger, the situation in the court is unpredictable, and the old slave wants to turn the tide!"

A white dove flitted by the palace wall, and it circled above Feng Lin's head, throwing a series of whistles.He looked up and saw a bright red beak of a pigeon in the snow-white shadow, shining with agate-like luster under the sunlight.

"The old servant went to examine the corpse of the little yellow gate. There was no trace of smoke and dust on the nose and mouth, and no struggle was seen in the limbs. If a person was burned to death, the corpse would not look like this, but more like after death. The body was burnt to wipe out the traces. There was a murder case by the pillow of the emperor, but there was no news of it. Obviously someone did it hastily. In addition to these suspicious points, the old slave... the old slave also found this on the corpse."

The bead string has been broken, and apart from the scorched blackness left by the fire, there are still a few dark stains on the edge that are darker than the agate itself.Feng Lin wiped it vigorously with his fingers, and a little crimson was rubbed on his fingertips, which was faint, like blood, and piercing to the eyes.

He looked away hastily, followed the whistle and fell into the empty clouds, his eyes suddenly swollen and sour.

The king's heart changed suddenly overnight, no one knew what happened in the bedroom last night, and no one dared to speculate out of thin air.However, Huang Deyong was a close minister who accompanied him since he was a child, and he knew everything about Emperor Longkang's body, hair, and skin.If he found clues from the saint's behavior or the charred corpse, Feng Lin would not even find a reason to refute him.

What's more, there are agate beads strung on it.

The string of beads, like a blood vessel, closely connected him with that person in some secret way.Even though Feng Lin never admitted that he had been wearing beads all these years, but now, the other end of his blood was broken in his palm.

Feng Lin clenched his fists violently, and the last bit of warmth on the bead string dissipated from between his fingers.The tears were like morning dew, and the moment they rolled over his eyelashes, they were evaporated by Yan Yan's eyes, and he saw Yang Dazhi standing under the eaves of the palace.

"The last general will see the prince." Yang Dazhi bowed and saluted, the humility between his brows was more than ever before.

Feng Lin noticed that he called himself "the last general" and the flying fish pattern embroidered on the gold cuff, so he held his hand and asked softly, "When did it happen?"

"Get up in the morning and release the key to the palace gate, and His Majesty will issue a decree. At the end of the Jin Dynasty, he will be the commander of Jinyiwei, supervise the rectification of the guards, and take office immediately."

Feng Lin shook his head and said, "That's not what this king asked." He paused, "You were the one who tried Huangqi's case from the beginning to the end, and you coerced him."

"My lord is wise, but it's a pity that I'm still a step too late."

Yang Dazhi raised his body, followed Feng Lin's footsteps and walked slowly along the palace wall.

"When did it start," he recalled, "maybe it started from the day I held my elder brother's bones, or when I realized that the Sacred Heart could not be changed, who knows? I made an unsharpened knife. If this opportunity does not come, I may live as a waste of copper and rotten iron, which is fine. It is a pity that God's will opened the way for me, and the old enemy is on the side. How could I not drop the knife reason."

He once cried bitterly in front of a pile of corpses of hundreds of people whose faces were hard to distinguish in the gloomy mass grave; he also lost his voice in despair after learning the truth about his brother's death.He gave up the rest of his life to be safe, and climbed to the high position today through all kinds of difficulties and dangers. He thought that power could be turned into a sharp weapon for revenge, but he didn't know that power is his greatest enemy.

When Yang Dazhi shed his last tear, he finally understood the truth that God's will cannot be violated.The ambition of the leader of the Qiang nationality is the compensation given to him by the gods. He acted according to the will of the heavens, and he didn't think it was a big treason.

"You guys are really brave enough to want to finish singing the civet cat for the prince." Feng Lin said, "But I don't understand, just launching a counterfeit product, what can it do for you?"

Yang Dazhi stopped, and laughed softly behind him, "It's just the people's hearts. Who dares to say that the emperor inside must be a counterfeit? Believe it or not, as long as the sage keeps suppressing you, the cabinet ministers would rather praise you." With the civet cat as the crown prince, he would not ask a question, what kind of thing is sitting on the dragon chair. As for how big things can be accomplished, it depends on the ability of the last general, the prince may as well wait and see."

"So what if you took down the five hundred guards, you know that this king's foundation has never been in this." Feng Lin also turned around and stared at him, "You have spent so much trouble, how can you be a mouse? engine?"

The wind blows across the long street, knocking against the yellow bells to make a tinkling sound, but when the morning rises, it sends back the desolate coolness of twilight.

Yang Dazhi said softly: "In a few days, we will go to the suburban temple to worship our ancestors once a year. The soldiers and horses of Jin Yiwei Yiluan Division have been reorganized into the squadrons of the Suwei. The imperial mausoleum is short of manpower. The palace is located in the North Camp outside the city. Three thousand armors have experienced hundreds of battles, so they are naturally capable of taking up the post of guards. The prince must not think of refusing, otherwise he will be suspected of supporting his own self-respect, and all people in the world will be able to challenge you."

At this point, Feng Lin finally understood that last night's play had to be followed by a scene of "Crafting into Chen Cang" after "Civet Cat for Prince".

The five hundred guards were not their target, but the three thousand guards in Yanwang's mansion were.And once he loses control of these 3000 people, the huge capital city will be like an isolated island to Feng Lin.

"Do you still remember the last general asking you, there are two ways in the world, black and white, which one do you take?" Yang Dazhi was silent for a long time, a little depressed.The wind blew up his robe sleeves, and he sighed like a hatred that was no longer concealed, "I didn't understand until today, how can there be such a thing as black and white in this world?"

Feng Lin didn't answer, and suddenly asked in the gradually rampant wind: "You guys, how did you send the emperor away?"

After the torrential rain that night, the autumn wind brought coolness.

All the turbulence and treachery happened underwater, and the blue waves reflected the blue sky on the surface, and the two sides were clear.Ah Li and Huai Ying were lying head to head by the pond, their hair nests full of grass seeds, Wolf Kiss was holding the fat boy's trousers to prevent him from falling into the water when he was fishing.

Chi Xiaoyu turned a blind eye to such a naive picture of children playing. He said with a serious expression: "There is news from the palace that the saint has agreed to Quetta's conditions for setting up a patrol post. General Wang is furious when he hears the news, and he is about to enter the palace immediately." Mian Sheng, after being rejected, led his troops away overnight, declaring that the Wang family's army vowed to the death not to allow foreign enemies to set foot in Guanzhong. The cabinet is already in chaos."

Ah Li clapped his hands desperately to muddy the water, and plunged into it with a thrust of his upper body, as if he was touching a fish.

The teacup under Feng Lin's palm was completely cool.

Since the conflagration in the Forbidden City, he didn't sleep much every day, and he relied on tea to refresh himself every day. Hearing this, his expression became more serious: "What about the east side, how did the Nanyang Navy respond?"

Chi Xiaoyu said: "It's pretty stable at the moment. The major general is one who takes care of the overall situation. When he heard the news earlier, he issued a death order and forbade the subsequent royal family members to discuss government affairs. Until the saint made a decision a few days ago, he Stabilizing the morale of the army is still the top priority, and the news has not yet spread."

Hearing these words, Feng Lin finally felt at ease, but then heard Chi Xiaoyu angrily say in his ear: "The old ministers in the cabinet who are greedy for life and afraid of death, once they heard Wang Zhengxuan's harsh words, they wanted to entangle Qiang Rong endlessly. , They are afraid that the war will resume again, and someone will propose to cut off the supply of food and grass along the southeast coast, so as to warn the Wang family army not to act rashly!"

"Bastard!" The teacup was shattered like powder, Feng Lin's eyes suddenly turned violent, "Even if Hu Jingzhai is down and out, the cabinet shouldn't be concerned about this, have you lost your mind and gone crazy!"

Chi Xiaoyu did not avoid the scattered debris, and said in a deep voice: "Before the Gao family collapsed, there were two factions in the cabinet, apart from the group who openly followed Hu Shoufu, and those who secretly leaned towards the Gao family. The disharmony of the cabinet this time is due to the incitement of the remnants of the Gao Party, coupled with the chilling retreat of the followers of the Hu family... If this is allowed to go on, the defeat on the two fronts will cause chaos not only in the capital, but also in the whole world."

Feng Lin understands the truth, but in the current situation, he has been pushed aside step by step, and seems to have fallen into a deadlock.

"The current plan is to release Hu Jingzhai as soon as possible, reorganize the cabinet, and pull the rogues out of the dragon chair before the chaos becomes a reality."

Feng Lin touched the reconnected agate beads, and his ups and downs gradually calmed down: one thing Yang Dazhi said was right, the root cause of the current situation is the cabinet's distrust of him.Even if Feng Lin spread the news of the saint's accident all over the world, without any real evidence, the cabinet would not choose to stand by him.

"The [-] soldiers marched in batches, and some of them should remain in the North Camp." Feng Lin smoothed the letter paper with the heel of his palm, grabbed a pen and brushed across the half-dry inkstone, "Send the order, the army must gather outside the city, and this king If the civil remonstrance fails this time, we will change to the military remonstrance. Within today, we must return Hu Jingzhai's innocence."

Chi Xiaoyu hesitated a bit: "Sir, do you need to inform me?"

Cang Lang is procuring the court today to observe the government. In order to exonerate Hu Jingzhai, he will not let go of any opportunity to handle the case, so he is not in the mansion.

Hearing this, Feng Lin's blade-like eyes suddenly softened,

"This is also what this king wants to tell you," he said in a serious voice, "set off immediately and escort Mr. to Minzhou. Be sure to hand him over to Wang Lang safely. If we win this battle, I will bring someone with you Meet up, if you lose."

Feng Lin fastened his armbands while speaking, and caressed lightly, "You just tell him, I wear the gift that my husband gave me, and I like it to the end of my life."

The author says:

Stuck and stuck, or the same sentence, it is very painful for an author with a bad brain to write tactics. I feel that the rhythm of this scene is too procrastinated orz, but if I don’t explain the cause and effect clearly, the plot will be messed up again. .Forget it, let me correct myself, it’s really painful for an author who has a bad brain and is struggling to write tricks... (I lost a few more hairs)