Night has fallen, and thirty-six candles as thick as arms illuminate the whole hall.
Ji Zhao was wearing Gong's uniform. When the bad news came, he was discussing important matters with the Taiwei, the Minister of War and other important military ministers. After the bad news came, he did not care about Gong's uniform. The eunuchs and maids in the palace did not dare to take a breath.
What's more, when he went to remind the King of Han to change his clothes, he was still sitting behind the antique writing desk that he had worked hard for every day. The desk was still full of memorials, documents and scrolls sent from all over the country, but he did not read them one by one as before.
Pick it up and review it diligently.
Staring at the vestibule with blank eyes, the bright strands of hair were illuminated by candlelight, looking like crystal strands or silver strands.
The deep wrinkles on his forehead made him look so old, and the thick flesh-colored bags under his eyes made his whole person look so fragile.
But Ji Zhao couldn't be strong. The crown prince who he had raised and carefully cultivated for forty years disappeared and was taken away. How could he be strong? He could still be strong under such circumstances.
He is no longer an ordinary king of Han, but an extraordinary king through the ages.
In less than two quarters of an hour, twenty of the East Palace's capable guards, the chief and deputy guards, four personal attendants, and four masters of the enshrinement hall were all killed. The prince himself was neither alive nor dead!
Ji Zhao's already white eyebrows and hair turned as white as crystal silk in one day, his straight waist bent down, and Mu Zhong's aura shrank. This heavy blow instantly made him age for more than ten years.
"My prince..." Time passed little by little. Noon, afternoon, dusk, sunset, until dark, but still no useful news came. Ji Zhao's spirit was about to collapse. Forty years of hard work were ruined.
Once, all he saw with his glassy eyes at this moment were the memories of the Crown Prince's past, from baby, swaddling clothes, toddler, child, child, boss, teenager, weak crown, to growing up, marrying a wife and having children...
The three Tai Tus devoted themselves to their teachings. Every day, the sound of books in the East Palace was heard, the chicks were singing in the court hall, and the prince's majesty and dignity were established between the court and the country. Twenty years of growth allowed him to win the unanimous support of the royal family of the country and the country.
I don’t know how many times I have seen the prince sharing the hard work and sleeping hard and sighing with joy, but now... Ji Zhao shed tears again in the empty hall.
"Zhizhi..."
The sound of the palace door being pushed. The tall palace door can only make such a slight noise, which shows how careful the person pushing the door is, but even the slightest noise will become very clear in the empty space of Funing Hall.
.
Ji Zhao came out of his grief. He was not angry when he saw Huang Men bowing in, but instead looked forward to it. "But there is news about the prince?"
Half a day has passed since the incident occurred. Ji Zhao's heart is still filled with endless hope. The fact that the prince was kidnapped instead of being killed on the spot means that there is a high possibility that he will not be killed next.
The other party did not kill the prince but held him in his hands. He must have some agenda. So what did the other party want to do and what did he want to get? Will he send a message at this time?
Also, the thirty people accompanying the prince are all masters, and the lowest one is also a first-rate master. Two of the personal followers, the chief and deputy captain of the bodyguard, and two of the four worshippers are all first-level masters, not to mention
The remaining two worshippers are among the top five in the entire worship hall, and they are also the most elite among the top masters in the world.
It was able to kill them all within two quarters of an hour. There was no trace of poisoning, and more than ten young talents who were members of the Prince of Wuxianfeng Pavilion were also killed. What a powerful force this is? How could it be possible?
No trace was left out. Did the Tingwei Mansion discover something in the six doors of the Criminal Department?
Anyway, Ji Zhao would not give up hope until he saw the prince's dead body with his own eyes.
His eyes changed from their previous dullness, and he looked at the yellow gate under the court with great expectations. How Ji Zhao hoped to hear good news from him!
Huang Men lowered his waist a little lower. Ji Zhao had such huge expectations at this time, and it was such a great pressure for him. But fortunately, although the news had nothing to do with the prince himself, it
It's finally related.
"I am reporting to your Majesty that Zhu Biao, the commander-in-chief of the Knight Cavalry, is asking for an audience. He said that he has something secret to report to the Five Immortal Peaks..."
"Hurry up!" There was a roar like thunder. Ji Zhao, who had closed his eyes in despair after hearing the first half of the sentence, stood up suddenly, his eyes shining with surprise.
"My slave obeys the order—" Huang Men quickly withdrew, feeling relieved in his heart.
"Your Majesty has a decree. Xuan Xiao, the commander-in-chief of the Cavalry, Zhu Biao, is here to see you..."
A long chant spread from the harem to the front court. In front of the palace gate, Zhu Biao reflexively adjusted his clothes, turned his head and looked at the knife-wielding guard surnamed Wu next to him, then strode in following the small yellow door that led the way.
Go to the palace.
In the aisle in front of the Funing Palace, a group of people from the 'national security' system, headed by Ji Guang, the Tingwei, and Yang Haode, the Minister of Punishment, all stood with their heads down and their breathing low. The cold wind blew, making them full.
Their faces were cold, and no one dared to say a word.
With such a big mistake, no matter what the final result is, they will be in trouble. But there is a big difference in whether they are simply dismissed, or whether they are dismissed directly like the previous Tingwei Zhan Deguang.
When thrown into prison, the difference inside is far greater than heaven and earth.
Regardless of whether it is the six doors of the Tingwei Mansion or the Criminal Department, they are now working at full capacity, looking for traces like crazy, but no decent message has been sent back until now. Ji Guang and Yang Haode feel as cold as death.
Whether things will turn around or not will depend on their fate for the rest of their lives!
If the crown prince really disappeared without a trace, the King of Han would definitely not mind having a group of guilty officials buried with him. Although Ji Guang was a close relative of the royal family and Ji Zhao's nephew, he could not be trained as carefully as a nephew.
A good son of forty years.
"The heroic general, Zhu Biao?" Yang Haode frowned slightly. His mind did not become sluggish because of the bad situation. Officials may not always be outstanding people, but high-ranking officials must be human beings.
Cai'. If Yang Haode didn't even have the courage to face the desperate situation, and couldn't even hold on to his due responsibilities, he wouldn't be able to reach the high position of the Six Books.
"Did he escape?"
As soon as I entered the lobby of the Ministry of Justice early this morning, I received an emergency notification from the Ministry of War. The knight commander Zhu Biao, who had returned to the Bodaoling camp yesterday afternoon, was ambushed by assassins on the road. His bodyguards suffered heavy casualties.
I don’t know life or death.
That really shocked me. In the royal capital of Kinki, at the foot of Panlong, there were people who had the audacity to do this. It was really lawless. If you dare to set up an ambush and assassinate the royal general now, why don't you go even further and assassinate the king in the future?
However, one wave after another arose, and the subsequent wave was a truly huge wave, completely obliterating Zhu Biao's incident.
All eyes were focused on the prince, and all the energy was also focused on the prince. Zhu Biao, speaking of himself, was also a general, but he was ignored and ignored. Even the Marquis of Yi Bei after learning the news
No one said a word!
He suddenly came out at this time...?
Thousands of thoughts flashed through Yang Haode's mind. The place where Zhu Biao's accident occurred was not far from the Five Immortals Peak Pavilion. One night and one day, although the possibility was slim, but... it was still a glimmer of hope.
"Eh? Sir, what's wrong with you?" Yang Haode's body couldn't help but tremble with excitement. The two subordinate officials behind him rushed forward to help him. If his minister had a stroke or paralysis at this juncture, he would
The face of a group of people was completely lost.
"Get away, you bastard." Yang Haode cursed. After decades of experience in officialdom, he couldn't see what the worries in his men's eyes were about. He pushed away the subordinate officials who were supporting him on both sides, but he couldn't care less.
Continuing to talk nonsense with them, he quickly stepped forward and whispered into Ji Guang's ear. After a few words, Ji Guang's cold face, which was like a piece of ice sculpture, opened with a crack.
After three or four hours, there was finally good news... Even if this news was completely guessed by Yang Haode, it still inspired their confidence.
So before entering the Funing Palace, Zhu Biao was surprised to find that two senior officials with blue ribbons and green jade in the passage in front of the palace were gesturing to him with smiles on their faces. How weird!
"General, I have seen the king -" Pushing the door in, Zhu Biao stepped forward and saluted. But his heart suddenly moved. Now he did not feel the same feeling of being controlled by someone's life and death when he met Ji Zhao for the first time in the Hanguang Hall last time.
It feels like that person is not there?
"My dear, let me tell you everything quickly..." Ji Zhao couldn't sit still on his throne and went straight down to the court.
"Your Majesty, the last general learned martial arts from the Jiuqu Sword Sect in his early years, and he was not in line with Jiang Qingyan, the guardian elder of the sect. The cause and effect will not be explained. It was the last general who returned from Huaiyuan to study with Yu Ming and met Jiang Qingyan again.
The family members bumped into each other. So the Jiang family wanted to get rid of the general, so they set an ambush on the general's way back to the military camp.
This incident happened yesterday evening. The general finally escaped with his life and escaped into the mountains and forests. The Jiang family followed closely until they reached the depths of Nanshan Mountain.
Taking advantage of the darkness, the general thought that he could get rid of the Jiang family by going around in a few circles, but unexpectedly, he suddenly encountered a thin, single-handed man in linen clothes at the top of a mountain peak, and the Jiang family fought with him for a short time.
They had already arrived. However, six masters suddenly appeared on the other side, including a double iron staff wielder, an iron fan wielder, an assassin in shadow and two hidden weapon masters, all of whom were famous masters. Finally,
The purple-faced man in the lead had a pair of red copper gloves in his hands, and his skills were astonishing. In the end, even with all his strength, he could not parry for a few rounds.
In the critical moment, Song Yingzhu, the daughter of Song Yannan, the head of the Nine-curved Sword Sect, arrived and eased the situation. However, the opponent had no intention of leaving anyone alive. The Jiang family members who ambushed the last general were all killed. Song Yingzhu once said that everyone on the opponent was from the Central Plains.
Master."
Zhu Biao gave Ji Zhao a detailed description of the purple-faced man's gloves, the assassin's thin black awl, the iron staff of the iron staff man and the iron fan of the iron fan wielder, as well as the thin single sword of the man in linen clothes and the set of whirlpools.
Sword skills like sinking sand. When he said this, Ji Zhao ordered Huangmen to summon Ji Guang, Yang Haode and others all came to the palace to listen, as well as a group of palace guards and masters from the worship hall who were guarding outside the palace.
When it comes to Jianghu, these people are more professional. (To be continued Piaotian. Registered members of Literature recommend this work.
