Before he finished speaking, the iron spindle exploded instantly, and the soldiers screamed and were thrown to the ground, their flesh and blood flying everywhere.
Although Lu Dewen hid behind the soldiers, he was stunned alive and lost consciousness for a moment. When he woke up, there were several corpses on top of him, and his ears were ringing and dizzy.
Smoke and dust billowed in the courtyard, and he opened his frightened eyes to see Zhang Yuqing walking towards him from the house. The cold smile on his face made him tremble with fear.
"Come on! Come on!" Lu Dewen shouted loudly. He couldn't hear his own voice. His ears seemed to be deaf and he couldn't hear anything. He sat on the ground and trembled. He wanted to step back, but there was a heavy pressure on him.
The corpse of the soldier could not move.
The surrounding soldiers were either lying straight and turned into corpses, or were groaning with serious injuries. There was no one who could "protect" Lu Dewen.
Lu Dewen stretched out his hand to touch his head and felt blood on his hand. Then he saw Zhang Yuqing holding a knife in his hand and walking straight towards him. He was so frightened that his eyes turned white and he passed out.
Zhang Yuqing and others walked out without even looking at Lu Dewen on the ground. Before leaving, they threw two iron spindles into Fansiyuan's room. With a huge explosion, the entire Fansiyuan was razed to the ground.
The whole earth was trembling, and everything within a radius of ten miles was in chaos.
The originally exquisite and grand courtyard has now become a ruins.
Zhang Yuqing looked at it coldly and lowered the car curtain, "Let's go!"
A banquet was being held in the imperial palace about ten miles away from the Lu Mansion. The Queen Mother wanted to thank all the people who came to the capital to drive away the vassal kings and ministers of Jin Yongxiu.
Lu Wei looked at the palace, which was more luxuriously decorated than in previous years, and strange emotions welled up in his heart for no reason. No matter how extravagant it was, it could not hide the signs that the dynasty was declining and decadent, and was about to come to an end.
It's like the last glorious reflection of a dying person.
The banquet was about to begin. Lu Wei stood on the main road into the palace paved with white marble, but he was still waiting for Zhang Yuqing.
He was a little anxious. He only brought the generals with him to the capital this time, not the usual stewards and servants. For these services, he could only make do with the servants from Fansiyuan.
I don’t know whether it’s because he and Zhang Yuqing have been away from the capital these years, the people in Fansiyuan have been tired from serving their master for a long time, or it’s something else, but Zhang Yuqing hasn’t been brought here yet, and no one has come to give him a reply.
Lu Wei has held a high position in recent years, and has been leading troops all year round, and has accumulated a lot of prestige. Now he is standing there with a sullen face, and his aura is amazing. Although there are many people trying to curry favor, anyone with eyes can see the mood of Lord Control at this moment.
It's not good, no one dares to mess with it.
"Hey, Mr. Lu!" Someone called him from a distance.
Lu Wei looked for the reputation and recognized the person for a while. He was none other than Zhang Zuozhen, the father of the Queen Mother, followed by Zhang Yuqian.
Zhang Zuozhen has now been promoted to a third-rank official by his grandson. Not only does he have the title of Cheng'en Gong, but he also has a sinecure in the Ministry of Etiquette. His figure is getting fatter and his eyelids are swollen, giving off a smell of alcohol and sex, which is completely gone.
The handsomeness of youth.
Even though Zhang Yuqian was only a scholar, his brother-in-law, Emperor Anping, arranged for him to go through the back door. However, this did not prevent him from wearing the official uniform of a fourth-grade official.
Someone's confidence.
Zhang Zuozhen led his son over and said attentively: "My dear nephew, I haven't seen you for many years."
Lu Wei cupped his hands, did not answer, and continued to look towards the direction of the palace. To be honest, Zhang Zuozhen's family was not good to Zhang Yuqing. He had no good impression of the family, and it would be best to never see them again.
"If my Yuying hadn't been designated by the master as the daughter of Feng Ming, I shouldn't have called you my nephew now. I should have called you my son-in-law!" Zhang Zuozhen said with a smile, with a flattering look on his face.
Speaking of Phoenix Life's Daughter, Zhang Zuozhen couldn't hide her proud and proud look.
Lu Wei thought of the past. Speaking of it, he had to thank the old bald donkey Ku De. If Ku De had not pointed out Zhang Yuying as the daughter of Feng Ming, he would have gone to Zhang's house to cancel the marriage with Zhang Yuying, and
Zhang Yuqing didn't like him at that time and probably wouldn't be willing to marry him.
Ku De’s finger was a good one! It pointed him to a good match.
"Sir, be careful what you say." Lu Wei said with a cold face.
Zhang Zuozhen looked like he understood, and sighed in a pretentious manner, "I have really wronged my nephew these years!"
"What's wrong with you?" Lu Wei turned around and asked.
Lu Wei's eyes were heavy, as if full of a real sense of oppression. Zhang Zuozhen was stunned and said quickly: "My eldest niece was born in the countryside and is not literate and doesn't know etiquette..."
"Shut up! Who do you think you are? How dare you humiliate my wife!" Lu Wei suddenly changed his color and said word by word.
Zhang Zuozhen was so frightened that he didn't dare to say a word anymore, and his face was covered with cold sweat.
"Sister, brother-in-law..." Zhang Yuqian bravely shouted, "My father, he, he also loves you."
Lu Wei said coldly: "Don't worry about it, Lord Cheng!"
Being able to marry Yuqing was the greatest honor of his life, even though it was an accidental marriage. If Zhang Zuozhen's family could not see the situation clearly and thought that Zhang Yuying would be Fang Qin's queen, they would be able to manipulate him and Zhang Yuqing. But then
Big mistake!
Zhang Yuqian lowered his head and rolled his eyes. He was already in love right now. How could he pretend to be a loving couple?
"My dear nephew, the emperor's destiny is like a mountain. We couldn't do anything back then! She couldn't marry you, and Yuying was in great pain and sadness." Zhang Zuozhen muttered.
Lu Wei sneered, "Painful and sad? Go ahead and fool the devil!" He could see all the happy and crazy looks of everyone in the Zhang family.
Just when Lu Wei was impatient to listen to Zhang Zuozhen's nonsense and was about to turn around and change places, the eunuch who was personally serving the young emperor came with a few maids and came to respectfully invite Lu Wei to the table, saying that the auspicious time had come and the banquet was about to begin.
Lu Wei took one last look at the empty palace corridor, clicked on a small yellow door, and said: "You stay here, wait until my wife comes, come and report to me as soon as possible."
The great eunuch raised his head slightly, looked at Lu Wei in surprise, and then lowered his head calmly.
In the main hall, the young Queen Mother Zhang Yuying, who was dressed elegantly and resplendently, sat on the throne, and beside her sat the little emperor wearing a bright yellow dragon robe.
Seeing Lu Wei take his seat under the guidance of the chief eunuch, Zhang Yuying raised her wine glass to Lu Wei, who was sitting in the first place on the left, with eyes full of admiration, "I would like to pay a toast to Mr. Lu. If Mr. Lu hadn't led the troops to wipe out Jin Yongxiu's rebels, I would have been relieved."
After the siege of the capital, this palace and the emperor are in danger!"
Lu Wei did not raise his glass, but cupped his hands and said, "A minor minister is only fulfilling his duty as a minister, so I don't dare to act like one."
Zhang Yuying put down her wine glass, looked at Lu Wei with her beautiful eyes, and said softly: "Master Lu is really a hero of the world, a real hero. I am not mistaken about the person!"
Lu Wei didn't speak anymore. He sat cross-legged in front of the case. There were delicacies from the mountains and seas and fragrant wine in front of him. He didn't even look at it. He was absent-minded and pointed his fingers on his knees. He always felt uneasy and restless, as if there was something wrong.
Something big is about to happen.
He was really busy today. The prisoner in Dali Temple committed suicide inexplicably. He was obviously poisoned and died immediately. He could only rush to Dali Temple and let Zhang Yuqing go home to rest first.
I thought I would be able to go back to Fansi Courtyard to see Zhang Yuqing at noon, but I was busy catching the suspect and recording a confession until the afternoon, when someone from the palace invited him to a palace banquet.
Everyone went, but Lu Wei couldn't refuse, so he sent someone to take Zhang Yuqing into the palace.
He carefully recalled the scene when he met Zhang Yuqing today and the conversation between the two, which was unspeakably strange.
Zhang Yuqing looked at him with eyes full of disappointment and anger.
Only when two people meet can they talk about what is in their hearts.
Lu Wei suppressed the panic in his heart, what could be the problem? As soon as the banquet was over, he took Zhang Yuqing back to Liangzhou, which was his and Zhang Yuqing's home.
Lu Wei did not answer. The beautiful Queen Mother, who had been in her 20s, couldn't help but look embarrassed. She looked around and saw that those who could attend the emperor's birthday banquet were either princes from all walks of life who came to Beijing to suppress the rebellion, high-ranking feudal officials, or people with great power.
Important ministers in the court.
None of these people took their orphans and widowed mothers seriously, and none of them truly supported the little emperor.
The leader is weak and the ministers are strong, surrounded by wolves, wars are raging, and rebellions occur frequently in various places. She, a widow with her helpless young son, is in this dangerous situation, as if she is being roasted on the fire. It is really pitiful!
Thinking of the situation in front of her, Zhang Yuying looked at Lu Wei with eyes that became more affectionate and softer, and said with emotion: "After all these years, you haven't changed at all, you are still the same as before."
The little emperor next to Zhang Yuying had long been impatient for such an occasion, squirming and clamoring to go out to play.
"Be obedient!" Zhang Yuying frowned and whispered. This banquet is to thank all the heroes who came to Beijing to serve the king. How could the emperor not be here?
The little emperor was used to pampering himself, so he immediately lost his temper and shouted that he wanted to go out and shoot a slingshot.
The ministers who were close looked at the Queen Mother with half-smiling smiles, "The Emperor is still a child. If he wants to play, let him go out and play for a while. There is no harm in that."
"Childish nature!"
"Weichen has several children at home, why not send them to the palace to play with the emperor?"
Zhang Yuying could hardly hold back the elegant and dignified expression on her face. All of them were traitors and traitors. There was no trace of respect for the emperor in their words and deeds. Even the emperor had no majesty. How could she, the Queen Mother, have any status?
Lu Wei put down the wine glass in his hand, banged it on the table, looked coldly at the noisy little emperor, and shouted: "Sit tight!"
He always had an unsmiling and stern look, and he had developed an iron-blooded aura through his years of leading troops in battles. A stern look in his eyes scared the little emperor to the point where he immediately dared not move, and with tears in his eyes, he dared not speak out in anger.
"Hong'er will only listen to you!" Zhang Yuying smiled at Lu Wei.
Lu Wei still looked stern, "I heard that the emperor likes to play the game of hitting people with a slingshot. He hurts many people. I ask the Queen Mother to strictly control him!"
Zhang Yuying suppressed the unhappiness in her heart. It was just a matter of beating a few slaves. How could such a big thing have to be mentioned in front of everyone?
