"Nanrong is strong and strong, but the ministers of the country are not tolerated by the imperial court!"
In Fufeng City, Huangfu Song read Fu Xie's letter and tears flowed from his eyes!
He could imagine the city gates wide open, Fu Xie leading his army standing in front of the rebels, and his arrogant figure!
An isolated city in an extremely remote area, Liangzhou is so magnificent!
If everyone in the world learns this news, will they be angry? Will they be sad? Will they shed tears?
The Central Plains is in turmoil, and all living beings are in ruins. One wave after another has erupted.
The rebels in the northwest are raging, but the people sent by the court have done nothing.
Dong Zhuo! You are not worthy of being a son of man!
Huangfu Song stamped Fu Xie's letter with his own seal and carefully painted it with red paint, which represented the highest secret! It could not be opened except by the emperor, and sent three cavalry to escort it to Luoyang.
Looking in the direction of Liangzhou with stern eyes, he regretted it a little!
I regret not listening to Huangfu Li's advice, and I regret not listening to Cao Ang's plan.
Now that things have come to this, it only adds to the worries. This child! How should I treat him?
Taking Fu Qian from Xu Huang's hand, seeing that he still looked a little immature, Huangfu Song stroked the child's cheek like Fu Xie.
"I have a disciple. Although he is not as old as you, he became a disciple early. You should call him senior brother. Is that okay?"
Fu Gan turned around and looked at Xu Huang, only to see Xu Huang nodding excitedly.
Fu Gan knelt with his legs in front of Huangfu Song, his eyes filled with tears again:
"Disciple meets the teacher..."
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"you lost weight!"
"so what?"
"You have to eat..."
"Sooner or later you will die! It doesn't matter anymore!"
"But? You can't do it without eating?"
"Why?"
"Because you will get beaten..."
"Papa..."
Cao Ang felt inexplicably happy when he saw Jia Xu's frightened expression!
Dian Wei whipped his whip twice and walked over quickly with a grin on his face. He was very excited. It had been many days since he had whipped his "enemy". Looking at Jia Xu's frightened eyes, Dian Wei's movements of waving the whip quickened.
A few points.
"Damn it! I will fight with you!"
Jia Xu couldn't stand this inhuman abuse anymore and rushed towards Cao Ang like crazy.
Cao Ang was looking at Dian Wei happily, but after seeing a hint of worry in Dian Wei's eyes, he suddenly felt something was wrong. When he turned back to look at Jia Xu, a huge head was already in front of him...
"ah……"
Jia Xu lay on the ground with his head in his hands, twitching constantly.
Cao Ang blew his fist as if nothing had happened and looked at Jia Xu underground with disdain.
"I have been trained in the military camp! You still want to attack me? Bah..."
For a long time, Cao Ang tentatively poked Jia Xu, but there was no response.
Dian Wei, who was a master of arts and was brave, stepped forward and turned Jia Xu over.
What a miserable look that was, with tears freely rolling down his face.
Because she was too embarrassed and angry, Jia Xu closed her eyes tightly, but her tears still flowed out uncontrollably.
"How are you?"
Cao Ang was deeply sorry. Although he wanted to kill this person, history is history. Cao Ang had already been replaced, and he was fine at least now.
"Kill me! Don't make me suffer!"
Looking at the determined Jia Xu, Cao Ang suddenly couldn't bear it...
Looking at Dian Wei, Cao Ang suddenly thought of a way to get the best of both worlds!
Pulling away Dian Wei's blocking hand, he whispered in Jia Xu's ear...
After finishing speaking, Cao Ang picked up Dian Wei and stood up, ignoring Jia Xu who was still lying down.
However, Jia Xu's eyes, which were as wide as copper bells, stared at Cao Ang as he disappeared through the warehouse door...
After the door was closed and Jia Xu was sure that no one was around, he sat up.
"He is actually Cao Zixiu? This child prodigy who made "Wandering Son Yin" actually has such ambitions?"
"Hmph! Don't bully me! Otherwise I will make your life worse than death..."
Jia Xu smiled, he didn’t have to die!
Because he knew a huge secret!
This secret was actually told by a ten-year-old child!
Haha! This is a bit interesting...
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"Your Majesty, get up and take medicine."
In the west garden of the palace, Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty fell from his bed in a dream last night. Zhang Rang killed all the personnel on duty that night in a rage.
Fortunately, Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty was not seriously injured. He just felt weak and Zhang Rang slowly helped him up with medicine.
"Your Majesty, the three princes come together to ask for an audience."
Before Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty's medicine came into his mouth, the young eunuch's voice sounded outside the door, and Zhang Rang suddenly became restless.
As early as a month ago, Zhang Rang and Zhao Zhong informed the three gentlemen that non-state affairs should not disturb His Majesty's health care. The Yuan brothers also knew enough not to pursue the matter. Now that the three of them have come to see His Majesty together, it seems that something big must have happened!
"Xuan..."
Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty opened his blurry eyes, and the little consciousness he had left made him understand that the three princes must be working together to do something big and should not be neglected.
After saying long live for three times, Yuan Feng took out a letter covered in military aircraft red paint from his arms and presented it in his hand.
Zhang Rang took the letter in confusion and looked at Yuan Feng's appearance, but did not get any answer.
Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty tried his best to sit up straight and tore open the envelope himself.
After a long time, Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty actually stood up. Zhang Rang was so frightened that he quickly helped him.
"Nan Rong died for the country! He died for the country! My heart aches!"
"Front Nanrong as the Marquis of Zhuangjie! The third generation of Mengze!"
"Here..."
Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty threw the letter aside and sat back on the bed.
"Are you okay, my dear?"
"I dare not disturb His Majesty anymore..."
Yuan Feng and the others quickly kowtowed and knelt down.
"Let me, father, send your love to you on my behalf. I am exhausted."
"Here..."
After Zhang Rang served Han Ling Emperor to bed, he picked up the letter that fell on the ground and left with Yuan Feng.
"How long will it take for His Majesty to recover?"
Yuan Feng looked at Zhang Rang and asked.
"The imperial doctor said it will take at least half a year. During this period, please do not disturb His Majesty again."
"Don't worry about this. If it weren't for the Military Aircraft Department sending this letter, why would we be here? Just remember our agreement."
"Don't forget, don't forget. I've sent you off not far away, and I still have to serve His Majesty."
"Stay, we'll say goodbye!"
Watching Yuan Feng and others go away, Zhang Rang picked up the letter and read it, his eyes becoming increasingly gloomy...
"Debts are wiped out after death! The grudge between the Sa family and you, Fu Xie, is over. You can be considered a man!"
"Huangfu Song! Don't think that you can go straight to heaven just by sealing the seal! I'll remove you from your post and let's see how you go about it!"
Zhang Rang turned around and entered the West Garden. The air was still filled with the smell of conspiracy.
"Nanhua? Nanhua? Come out, come out..."
Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty stretched out his hands on the bed, scratched randomly, and shouted loudly into the air, but unfortunately no one responded.
"Your Majesty, you are dreaming.
"Go away! I want to ask Nanhua clearly! Why did you bully me?"
Zhang Rang looked at the confused Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty, and cold sweat broke out on his head. This was no longer just a sign of weakness!
His Majesty the Emperor has already begun to make assumptions!
…
In the messy Zhao Zhong's room, Zhao Zhong seemed to be going crazy. Bamboo slips and some books were thrown everywhere on the floor and lay in confusion in the room.
"This? Is this the message left by the witch doctor?"
Zhao Zhong covered his chest and pointed at Guo Sheng tremblingly.
"The witch doctor's room is already empty! I'm afraid he has escaped long ago! This note is the only thing in the room."
"This...this is not true...poof..."
After saying that, a mouthful of dirty blood spurted out uncontrollably. Zhao Zhong held on to the pillar with difficulty, his eyes red!
Guo Sheng quickly supported Zhao Zhong, who was about to lose his support, and the two of them looked at the case at the same time.
The note on the table lay quietly, moving a few times with the slightest breeze blowing through the cracks in the window...