Next to the broken bronze carriage, the old coachman collapsed on the ground, motionless.
Fang Yun walked over, stretched out his hand to explore, and found that the old coachman's nose was evenly divided. He must have been stunned by Yang Hong.
After Fang Yun pinched the others a few times, the old coachman slowly woke up and said, "Young Master..."
"Well. It's okay now." Fang Yun reassured.
The old coachman glanced at both sides: "Marquis Yingwu..."
"He left already."
Fang Yun stretched out his hand and pulled the old coachman up: "As long as you know about this matter, there is no need to mention it to anyone."
"Old slave, I understand." The old coachman looked frightened.
"You should go back home first. I have something else to do."
Fang Yundao said, looking towards the palace. The condition of his eldest brother's injury was unknown.
The old coachman responded, got up, and walked toward the Hou Mansion alone. Fang Yun turned around and walked toward the camp of the Tan Snake Army.
After passing through the palace gate, Fang Yun saw Fang Lin in the main hall.
"Little Marquis."
The Imperial Guards in the hall nodded when they saw Fang Yun arriving. Now the impeachment case of Marquis Wu in Dali Temple has been made known to everyone. No one dares to underestimate the second son of the Fang family anymore.
In the crowd, Fang Yun saw General Cao Bao and an old imperial doctor with silver hair.
"I've seen the general."
Fang Yun said respectfully. He was still grateful to this general. If he hadn't appeared in time during the hunt in the eastern suburbs and seriously injured the golden horned python, he would have been dead long ago, let alone getting the Heaven and Earth Bell.
and the essence of the golden horned python.
"Well, you're here."
Cao Bao nodded. He still admired Fang Yun. He originally thought that if Fang Yun dared to impeach a Wuhou, he might not take him seriously.
The surrounding imperial guards automatically made a way for Fang Yun to walk to the bed.
"Little Marquis, the prince is still awake."
Two maids sent by Princess Fukang shed tears when they saw Fang Yun.
Fang Yun glanced at his elder brother. Fang Lin was breathing steadily and his face was rosy. The footprints left by Yang Hong also disappeared. He looked much better, but his eyes were closed tightly and he still didn't wake up.
"Mr. Imperial Physician, may I ask how my elder brother is doing?"
The wrinkles on the old imperial doctor's face trembled: "When I came here a few days ago, the prince's pulse was still very disordered and his injuries were extremely serious. But now, his pulse is stable, his breathing is even, and his injuries are completely healed.
Logically speaking, he should have woken up long ago..."
The old imperial doctor said with a thoughtful look on his face.
"Mr. Imperial Physician, have you thought of something?"
"According to the "Medical Classic", the prince should have recovered a long time ago. The only possible reason is heart disease. Only if there is depression in the heart, it is possible that he is still unconscious. However, it is not right..."
The old imperial doctor glanced at Fang Lin, who was in a coma, and frowned in thought.
"Heart disease?" Fang Yun was startled. He didn't notice the last words of the old imperial doctor: "Could it be Princess Fukang's problem..."
Fang Yun pondered in his heart. The eldest brother Fang Lin is a very affectionate person. In the previous life, he and Princess Fukang had a deep relationship. Now that they were forcibly separated again, it is understandable that they are upset.
Fang Yun suddenly leaned down and whispered a few words in Fang Lin's ear.
"Brother, don't worry."
After Fang Yun said this, he immediately turned around and left. A cry of surprise came from behind him, and Fang Lin, who had been lying motionless on the bed, suddenly blinked his eyelashes twice.
In the blink of an eye, it was the second day, and the trial of the three guilds came to a conclusion today.
In the deep palace, Princess Qingchang and Princess Gushe were sitting together.
"Sister, do you think this little thief will succeed in the three-chamber trial?"
Princess Qingchang looked in the direction of Dali Temple and said.
"There is little hope. Yang Hong is domineering and domineering. Although I don't like him either, I hope Fang Yun can win. However, he is known as the best master in the army. He has been in the army for ten years and has been invincible in all attacks and battles. He is by no means a wasted reputation.
.And Fang Yun has not joined the army yet. The gap between the two people cannot be calculated rationally."
Princess Gushe has bright eyes and a wise look. These two people have little to do with her, and it doesn't matter to her who wins or loses. Therefore, she can maintain a calm and rational attitude.
"This little thief is very scheming and cunning. He actually dares to propose a sand table deduction. He must be intentional. I think it's hard to say who will lose and who will win."
Princess Qingchang said.
"Oh?" Princess Gushe raised her eyebrows slightly: "I originally thought that you would think that he would lose."
Princess Qingchang remained silent. The scene of her fight with Fang Yun in the Seven Kills Palace came to mind again. Especially the terrifying look in Fang Yun's eyes, Princess Qingchang is still shocked to this day.
Although she hoped that Fang Yun would lose as badly as possible, Princess Qingchang had to admit that deep down, she felt that Fang Yun would never do such an uncertain thing.
Manghuanghou Mansion.
Xu Quan, the prince of Manghuang Hou, Gao Wei, the prince of Shanhe Hou, and Cai Feng, the prince of Xiu Mian Hou, sat facing each other. There was a sand table in the middle. On both sides of the sand table, Li Chen, Yang Qian and Li Ping sat. These people gathered together,
Got together.
"Your Majesty, do you think that Marquis Yingwu will not lose to Fang Yun?"
Gao Wei broke the silence and said.
A look of hatred flashed in Xu Quan's eyes, but he said nothing.
"Probably not. Yang Hong, the Marquis of Yingwu, is known as the number one master in the army. My father once said that Yang Hong led troops cunningly, was unpredictable, and liked to take risks. His path to promotion was basically to defeat more with less.
Such military exploits are astonishing, even some princes cannot match them."
Cai Feng said.
"It's hard to say, you and I are both people who have dealt with him. If this sandbox game was initiated by Marquis Yingwu, Fang Yun passively accepted it. I absolutely believe that Marquis Yingwu can win. But this sandbox game was instigated by Fang Yun
"..." Li Chen raised his head: "I have a feeling. In this sand table deduction, it definitely doesn't matter who wins. Fang Yun must be deceitful."
"That's not true," Li Ping felt his scalp numb and said tremblingly, "That's Dali Temple. How dare he try any tricks?!"
Everyone in the room was silent.
Wenquhou Mansion.
Crown Prince Yan Lun stood respectfully next to a middle-aged scribe. This man had three strands of black beard and exuded the aura of a scholar and military general.
"Did you see anything?"
Marquis Wenqu Yanzhi put his hands behind his hands and looked at the map on the desk.
"In this sand table deduction, the Dihuang aliens in charge of Fang Yun have an advantage in military strength. This is also his only chance to win. However, the overall quality of our soldiers in Dazhou is better than that of Dihuang. The elite army can even compare.
The power of five. Moreover, the person in charge of the army this time is Prince Shaobao. Shaobao has been in the army for ten years and has learned the art of subtlety and deception. There is no way he will conflict with Fang Yun. If Fang Yun wins, the chance is slim."
Yan Zhi said respectfully.
Wenquhou Yanzhi shook his head, still staring at the map: "That's not it."
"Not this?" Yan Zhi was surprised, his heart sank, and he stared at the map again.
Every time he encountered some big things, Marquis Wenqu would teach them through words and deeds, which has become a routine in the Marquis family.
"Do you still remember the ancestral motto of the Yan family?" Yan Zhi said calmly.
"'To grasp the overall situation, you must get out of this situation'?"
"Yes, tell me, what did you see?"
Yan Lun looked thoughtful, and after a moment, he was suddenly startled: "Actually, what Confucians and military strategists care about is not the appointment of Marquis Wu, but Fang Yun!"
"Good, you finally see this!"
Yan Zhi finally nodded with satisfaction.
"Fang Yun was unknown before the age of fourteen. After the age of fourteen, he suddenly rose like a comet and was unstoppable. There is no genius like this in the world. A person's talent will be revealed from the beginning, not all the time.
In this three-court trial, since Fang Yun impeached Yang Hong, those in the court and the army began to pay attention to him! There must be something wrong with the second son of the Fang family..."
Yan Lun's face turned pale, and suddenly he felt a horrifying feeling in his heart. The thoughts of the important figures in the court were beyond his ability to guess.