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Chapter 268: Be My Enemy

The summer of the thirteenth year of Jinghao.

The second prince was killed in the street.

The next month, civil and military ministers who dared to be angry but did not dare to speak out collectively impeached Duke Ma Liu of Zhenguo and asked the emperor to severely punish the treacherous minister.

Emperor Jing Hao refused and issued an order to remove the position of commander of the Maliu Punishment envoy.

But the imperial edict arrived at the Duke's Mansion, but no one answered the edict.

He arrived at the Pacification Department again, and Ma Liu was not there either.

In the end, I searched all over the capital, but couldn't find the victim.

The Duke of Zhenguo disappeared inexplicably... This is why the ministers dared to impeach him.

Rumors broke out for a moment.

"The Duke of Zhenguo is afraid that His Majesty will avenge the second prince and flee for fear of his crime."

"Ma Liu has been secretly executed by Emperor Jing Hao, and I am just pretending to behave."

"I think it was killed by a hero from the world to eliminate the harm to the people."

Besides that there are more funny things.

"Ma Liu fell in love with a folk woman, abandoned his power, and the two elopements left the capital and went to seclusion."

The old eunuch who announced the imperial edict could not handle the job, and finally thought of the Demon-Suppressing King.

This person has always been close to Maliu, so it would be fine to let the Demon pass on the imperial edict on the other side.

But strangely, the Demon-Subduing Heavenly King also disappeared inexplicably.

Zhao Kunpeng, the deputy minister of the Ministry of Justice, disappeared, as if many people disappeared out of thin air overnight.

When Emperor Jing Hao heard about this, his face turned blue and his condition became a little worse.

If you want to plot against others, you have to find the starting goal.

He had already figured out a way to let Ma Liu die at the hands of the fourth brother, and Zhang Wu fought against Xiao Jingchen to the death and reaped the benefits of the fisherman himself.

Now that even the person can't be found, Emperor Jing Hao was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

In a blink of an eye, it was Jing Hao's fourteenth year.

At that time, Xiao Jingao controlled 200,000 border troops, and after his death, he was taken over by the champion Hou.

Over the years, the champion Hou has long been old. When he stepped down, the border army suddenly mutiny. It was reported that the fourth emperor's uncle Xiao Jingchen was not dead. Today, the throne was obtained by framed the fourth emperor and killed the third emperor.

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In addition, the fourth brother also announced all the details of Emperor Jing Hao's poisoning his third brother.

How to poison the imperial kitchen, how to get Han Jiangchuan, the commander at that time, and how hypocritical the emperor was.

He personally carried the coffin to see the third brother off in heavy snow. It was not out of guilt for poisoning his brother, but because he was afraid that the third brother would not die and had to send him off for a while.

This news caused an uproar in the world.

Emperor Jing Hao's image of kindness was greatly affected, and rumors enveloped the entire Da Kun.

Under the aggressiveness of the fourth brother, Emperor Jing Hao had no choice but to issue an order to pay a gold price of 2 million taels for the Buddha and ask the Shaolin ancestor to explain Bodhi to the capital.

If you don’t find a way to restrain the fourth brother, so as not to cause trouble everywhere, this great Kun country will be ruined.

In contrast, the danger of asking a tiger to resist a wolf is much less.

At least it is possible to grant Shaolin as the national religion and Shi Bodhi as the imperial teacher, so that Da Kun will not be subverted.

Ten days later, the imperial edict arrived in Shaolin. The young ancestor Hutubao came forward and replied that his ancestor had traveled around. He would not know when he would come back. He could put down the money for the gift for the Buddha first. He could receive the imperial edict on his behalf. If his ancestor came back, he would definitely let him go.

Enter Beijing as soon as possible.

As for when he will come back... he is not sure.

Of course, if Your Majesty is anxious, you can also find another Shaolin ancestor, Zhang Wu, who is the junior brother of Shi Bodhi. He is the master of Buddhism and his merits are related to fortune. Inviting him to the palace will definitely solve the emperor's problems.

The news came back to Tai Chi Palace, and Emperor Jing Hao's face was as black as charcoal, and he was furious.

Now that the fourth brother has made the court full of trouble, I will invite Xiao Jingwu into the palace again... Wouldn't this give up the throne?

However, Emperor Jing Hao vomited blood even more... He couldn't invite the Grand Master, and he would definitely bring back two million taels of silver notes.

As a result, there was no dime left.

The team to Shaolin met a thief in the middle of the night. Thousands of imperial guards failed to protect the old eunuch who had silver notes in their pockets. They slept for a night, and the silver notes were inexplicably reduced by half.

Some people do not steal all, for fear of provoking the Xiao royal family.

But half of the meeting is necessary.

As for who did the matter, it was true that the thief had hit the ghost.

Hutubao, wearing a black hood and a night-dressed dress, noticed something strange behind him, and suddenly turned around and shouted:

"Brother, what do you think after you followed me all the way?"

"You are so brave. You even dare to cut off the silver bills of the imperial envoy. Do you still have any royal laws in your eyes?"

The tall and burly man stood on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back, covering his face with a black cloth, but his whole body exuded a breathtaking aura.

Hutubao felt a stern heart.

A superb expert!

"Brother, since you are also here for money, why should you stare at me? With your skills, you can steal the old eunuch's silver notes, so how can you get it?"

"fart!"

The burly man swears:

"I have been making arrangements for many days and have already been involved in the imperial guards. I am ready to take action tonight, but you took the lead and robbed him. Now that the old eunuch is prepared, how can it be easier to get his silver bill?"

"I see."

Hutubao suddenly realized.

No wonder it was so smooth tonight that many imperial guards were drowsy. The old eunuch was also a master. He touched him without any sense of anything, and it seemed that he had been drugged.

"Since it's brother, you will first like 'Bangmao', my thief in the south of the city will not take advantage of you. Why don't we compare again? If you win, I will convince you. You will be able to make you think of this million taels of silver.

Even if you lose, please don’t bother me anymore.”

"How to compete?"

The burly man raised his eyebrows, carried his hands behind his back, quietly pinching a lit incense stick, and drifted towards Hutubao with the evening breeze.

Abao thought for a while and said:

"We will go back and steal the old eunuch's silver bills, so we don't need to steal much, so as not to disturb the court. Whoever gets any silver bill will win."

"This method...is OK."

The burly man pondered for a moment and said:

"But you need to give me half of the bill first, so that it will appear fair."

"Brother, you're thinking too much..."

Before Hutubao could finish his voice, he suddenly felt dizzy, which made him stagger and unsteadily stand, and fell to the ground with a thud.

The burly man crushed the incense and his face was calm, as if this was just a routine operation, and he walked towards Abao in vain.

However, he did not get too close. He stood only three meters away, took out the rope hook from behind his waist, threw it out accurately, and hooked Hutubao's chest button.

But when he was about to pull the rope hook, he suddenly felt a strong energy covering his face.

It turned out that A Bao was lying down and pretended to be dizzy. He sucked his right hand secretly from the air. He practiced his unique skills for his life and used the dragon-catching hand to suck down the burly man's mask and see who he was.

But how many men have a lot of mind?

The figure flashed, leaving only a afterimage on the spot. The energy scraped past and the afterimage disappeared in the blur.

The man had already flew out the silver bill hook in his arms as soon as Abao took action, spreading it all over the sky.

"My Ami's grandma's Buddha!"

A Bao, who had already become a monk and was shaved into a bald head, was angry. You are stealing my wife's book and robbing the Buddha's fate. It's simply unforgivable!


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