"You just said that it was Huang Sanyuan's book boy and family general who discovered that the traitor was planning something evil. Now that he has entered Qionglin Garden, why not hurry up and recruit him!"
Murong Fu and the four generals had just walked in when they saw the leader of the Forbidden Army, the commander of the army in front of the palace, looking over with an extremely unkind look.
Murong Fu didn't say much, waved his hand, and the four families pushed the captured thief forward.
The eyes of all the Imperial Guards were bright, not with joy, but with anger and scrutiny.
Today I was beaten to a pulp by just three thieves. If a few more generals were to take Xixia masterpieces, it would be a big loss.
But what made the leader of the Forbidden Army sink in his heart was that these thieves were not taking their credit.
Because their eyes were fierce, their heads were raised hard, and they had sneers on their lips, they were obviously mentally prepared.
The leader of the Imperial Guard lowered his gaze again to look at the shape of his legs.
His legs are severely bowed, and his feet are not straight when they are close together. This is a characteristic of riding horses all year round.
Looking at his arms, they are long and powerful, with strong muscles, and his archery skills are definitely good.
These characteristics, taken individually, cannot prove anything, but when they exist together, they are empirical evidence.
The Song Dynasty and Xixia would send agents every year to enter each other's important cities to collect intelligence.
The Song Dynasty was for defense, and the Xixia was for aggression.
These elaborate works were not accomplished by bribing some poor people or poor scholars. They were all the most elite men in the army who changed their appearance and sneaked into the other country's country.
In other words, it was not the Han people who were captured in front of us, but the Party members.
Indeed, seeing the Jinshi standing far away and not daring to approach, these Xixia people, who were clearly prisoners, grinned and shouted in unison: "We are the warriors of Dabai Shangguo!"
Xixia is the name of the people of the Song Dynasty. The Dangxiang people were Shangbai. They often called themselves Dabai Gaoguo and Dabai Shangguo.
In the last moments of their lives, these meticulous works glared at everyone: "It's a pity that I couldn't kill all you cowardly Song people!"
The Forbidden Army couldn't listen anymore and waved his hand: "Take him down!"
Murong Fu stopped him: "Wait a minute!"
The color of the Forbidden Army's head suddenly changed: "Wang Zhi, who are you, dare to shout here?"
Ordinary people would have been frightened by him, but Murong Fu would not pay attention to him and sneered: "Although our status is low, our loyalty to the Song Dynasty and the officials are the same. These thieves chose Qionglin Banquet
As an attack point, it is under the instigation of insiders!"
As soon as these words came out, the Imperial Guards did not do anything, and all the Jinshi exploded.
The Qionglin Banquet was a moment of glory that they gained after ten years of hard work, but it turned out to be a mess.
It's okay to say that the attack was simply planned by the Western thieves. Does that mean there are also internal spies?
It is tolerable, but what is intolerable!
The face of the leader of the Forbidden Army also changed: "Who is it?"
Murong Fu pushed the party member in his hand: "You still don't want to explain?"
This man was different from the others who looked upon death as his body was trembling slightly all the time.
Seeing that he was about to leak the secret, the other party members were furious: "The glory of Wuzu shines on us, if you dare to leak the secret, you will be eaten by ghosts and gods after your death!"
Wuzu is the name given to the Emperor of Xixia by the Dangxiang people, and ghosts and gods are the existence that every household worships in awe and worship.
Saying this adds a bit more credibility.
Seeing that the time was right, this party member who had been caught by Xu Yue long ago and was later fed a magic potion by Nightingale to add part of his memory stretched out his hand tremblingly and pointed at someone in the palace.
Whoosh!
Everyone moved away in the direction he pointed, and then looked at one person with expressions of disbelief.
Among the Jinshi, Han Zhongyan was isolated and stunned.
The Custodes changed color.
It wouldn't matter if it was another Jinshi, but the person identified now is the son of the current prime minister!
The leader of the Forbidden Army stopped him from talking and waved his hand: "Take down all these Western thieves who are making random accusations!"
However, it was Murong Fu who moved faster. He also shouted angrily: "You thief, you have ulterior motives and you haven't made it clear yet!"
The party member trembled: "It's not him, it's the person next to him, named Cai Jing."
As soon as he said this, the leader of the Imperial Guard breathed a sigh of relief.
Damn it, gasping for air, it’s going to scare people to death!
For the sake of the leader of Sanyuan, although Murong Fu and his entourage were servants, they had better not offend them if they could.
After all, that one is so powerful, who knows where he will be in the future?
Of course, if they really want to identify the prime minister's son, they still have to capture him together. Fortunately, they can avoid both offenses now.
However, the leader of the Forbidden Army had a military mentality after all, and did not notice that after the party member "clarified", the gap around Han Zhongyan was not filled.
All the Jinshi shunned aside, and even those who usually fawned over him stopped coming forward.
The city gate was in trouble, and innocent people were involved, let alone what happened this time was the assassination of a country's crown prince?
The people around Han Zhongyan were spies, and they seemed to just know people poorly, but the bad influence was far more than that.
Murong Fu kept observing Han Zhongyan's expression, admiring his increasingly pale complexion.
In the No. 1 Scholar Building, he followed the young master and watched Han Zhongyan's arrogance with cold eyes. He also allowed the crazy people around him to pour dirty water on the young master.
At that time, he decided to use his methods to repay others.
Now it's the prime minister's son's turn to taste the feeling of being slandered.
How is it, do you feel good?
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at the same time.
Huang Shang and his party entered the imperial city under the escort of hundreds of Banzhi.
In the Song Dynasty, Ban Zhi was equivalent to the Royal Guards, the personal bodyguards of the emperor, princes and other important royal members.
Many of these squad leaders have been passed down from generation to generation. Many of their ancestors have been working in the palace since Zhao Kuangyin. They have been passed down from generation to generation for hundreds of years.
Their tyranny can be seen at a glance. As far as the eye can see, they are all tall and muscular tyrants.
This is not because of hormones, but because every generation of straight men do not want beautiful and slim wives, but prefer tall and strong tanks.
Grandma Biluo is a hot commodity among them.
Only by passing this down from generation to generation can we ensure that every Ban Zhi is like an iron tower, naturally powerful and extremely tyrannical.
However, being sandwiched among a group of brothers and nobles who were at least a head taller than him, Zhao Shu felt even more dizzy and subconsciously shouted: "Huang Qing! Huang Qing!"
Huang Shang, Fan Zhen and other civil servants had already turned around and left.
Foreign ministers are not allowed to enter the palace unless summoned.
But at this moment, the prince's cry came and they had to stop.
Fan Zhendao: "Huang Sanyuan, the prince's safety is our top priority, go ahead!"
"Thank you!"
Huang Shang raised his hand to salute and walked over.
Ban Zhi subconsciously surrounded Zhao Shu in the center like an iron barrel.
But Huang Shang moved forward, and a soft but firm force separated them. He came to Zhao Shu, stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, and injected another innate true energy.
Seeing that the prince closed his eyes and his complexion improved rapidly, the squad members also separated and formed a ring to protect the two of them.
At this moment, another group of people arrived.
The leading young man was thin, but his eyes were very bright, and his face was full of worry.
He is the eldest son of Zhao Shu, Zhao Xu (xu), who is only fifteen years old now.
When Zhao Xu came to Zhao Shu, Huang Shang had already let go of his hand.
Zhao Shu's situation finally stabilized.
"I'm fine!"
Zhao Shu patted Zhao Xu's hand to express comfort, and said to Huang Shang: "Huang Qing, you have saved lives twice. I really don't know how to thank you..."
There is no such thing as being a loner, these words are more sincere and come from the heart.
Huang Shang looked at Zhao Shu and Zhao Xu and his son, and suddenly remembered the TV series "Know or Not".
The male protagonist played by Feng Shaofeng and his assistants, the New Emperor and King Yong, are Yingzong and Shenzong, the two in front of them.
Unfortunately, compared to the forbearing new emperor in the TV series, the real Yingzong was far behind. Song Shenzong, on the other hand, was ambitious. Although he had high ambitions and low ambitions, he was still better than other emperors who were mediocre and cowardly.
The best among the short ones.
Huang Shang had a thought in his mind and said, "Your Highness, please don't do this. Please go back to Qingning Palace to rest and report to Your Majesty that you are safe."
"That's right! I want to report to my father that I'm safe!"
Zhao Shu woke up from a dream and hurried to the palace.
Zhao Xu looked at Huang Shang, his eyes sparkling, and he immediately bowed solemnly.
Huang Shang returned the gift and felt that Zhao Xu's eyes were unusually fiery.
Even if he saved his father, he wouldn't show such enthusiasm.
Huang Shang didn't know that Zhao Xu had a dream after moving into Qingning Palace with Zhao Shu.
God and man hold it up to heaven.
It is actually normal to have thoughts during the day and dreams at night.
Nightingale has a dream of having a second child in a school district room, and Zhao Xu naturally also has a dream of becoming an emperor.
Who doesn't want to?
But don’t underestimate this dream. The ancients granted imperial power by heaven, and many emperors in the Song Dynasty had similar “miracles”.
This means that when they become emperors, they are appointed by God rather than fighting for it themselves.
He lied and lied until he believed it.
Historically, when Shenzong was a prince, he was influenced by the people around him and was deeply curious about Wang Anshi's reform theory. Later, when he ascended the throne, he supported Wang Anshi's reform despite all opinions. It was in the hope that Wang Anshi would be like that god who would entrust him to heaven and become the emperor.
One emperor through the ages.
Now Zhao Xu has not been influenced by Wang Anshi, but when he thinks of that dream, he feels that it belongs to the leader of the Three Yuan Dynasty.
Huang Shang didn't know that Zhao Xu had such rich psychological activities, he just wanted to go back.
Wenqu's body protection is indeed stronger than ever before, but the tendons have been stretched these days. Now that the goal has been finally achieved, I can't help but feel a little tired and need to rest.
However, as soon as Huang Shang left the imperial city, he saw a man standing not far away.
When he was parading in the street before, the old Taoist who seemed to be suffering from Alzheimer's disease was watching him quietly.