There was a huge fight in front of the gate of the imperial city. The civil and military ministers gathered around to watch the melon with their hands folded and watched with great interest. They circled around in circles.
"Who will win, sir? Uncle Ron En? A hundred taels? What a big deal!"
Jia Cong followed the familiar voice and saw that it was Fang Jingyan, the censor of the "God of Gambling" Palace again.
The British Duke Zhang Yue smiled and pushed a banknote to Fang Jingyan. Fang Jingyan wrote it down in a small notebook and muttered: "Although there are many guards in the loyal palace, Ron Enbo is brave, so the odds are not high. According to 10% Count twice."
Tear!
After tearing off the "receipt" from the small notebook and handing it to Zhang Yue, Fang Jingyan was about to move elsewhere, but was stopped by another person.
"Fang Yushi, I also want to take a gamble..."
Fang Jingyan looked up and couldn't laugh or cry.
He cupped his hands and said, "My lord, are you coming too?"
It turned out to be the King of Ji Liu Huai, the brother of the Supreme Emperor.
I saw Mr. Ji Wang skillfully taking out a stack of silver notes. Yes, it was a thick stack. Judging from the top one, it turned out to be a full amount of one thousand taels of silver.
The old man thrust the silver tael into Fang Jingyan's hand boldly: "Ten thousand taels of silver, mark it down, I will win over Jia Enhou!"
puff!
Before Fang Jingyan could respond, Liu Wei suddenly looked like gold paper and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The eyes he looked at Mr. Ji Wang were full of grief, helplessness and jealousy that he wanted to hide.
Fang Jingyan was stunned by the old prince's tricks. She looked at the hot banknotes in her hand, and it took her a long time to hold back a sentence: "Your Majesty, shouldn't you pressure your nephew to win?"
Mr. Ji Wang looked at Fang Jingyan with an expression that looked like a fool: "Although I support my nephew in my heart, I can't be at odds with the money. At worst, if I win the silver, I will give him a dozen taels. The pocket change is..."
puff!
Liu Wei felt an uncomfortable tightness in his chest, and blood spurted out again in a fit of anger.
"What the hell are you doing standing still? I, the king, will reward you with thousands of taels of silver if you break Jia Enhou's legs!"
Although Liu Yan's complexion turned a bit paler, after he vomited two mouthfuls of blood, he fell into an inexplicable excitement.
He kicked the guard beside him and drove the group of people up. This group of guards were actually Liu Fuyang's dead soldiers. Under Liu Fu's order, a group of three people, a total of twelve people, surrounded them.
Feng Ziying suddenly pulled Jia Cong to her side and whispered: "He seems to be a dead soldier. Ordinary guards would not have the guts to take action against my uncle, a superior earl. Do you want to go up and help?"
Of course, Jia Cong also discovered this situation. The laws of the country were strict, and if a slave dared to attack an honorable noble, he would be punished with exile at the very least.
He looked around, but there was no sign of Feng Tang. Jia Jiu and others beside Mr. Pardon were also nowhere to be found. It was strange. Where had everyone gone?
"How dare you fight me, haha!"
Seeing twelve people gathered around in four groups, the Pardon Master smiled contemptuously, rolled up his sleeves, tied the skirt of his official robe to his waist, and was about to pick up his fists as big as sandbags to fight, when he suddenly heard I heard a cry in my ear: "Dad, my son is here to help you!"
Everyone's eyes were looking for fame. Good guy, Jia Enhou's son was really reckless. He found a long stick from nowhere, and he and Feng Tang's son Feng Ziying fought into the battle with one stick each.
"Hey, drink, ha!"
Jia Cong rushed to kill with a stick, using the long stick as a spear wielder. He and Feng Ziying cooperated tacitly, like two wild horses, fighting against the three loyal guards of the palace in front of them.
Feng Ziying's force value is not low, and she is older. She can knock someone away with just one blow.
Jia Cong took advantage of the long stick and poked the opponent in the stomach. The man bent over in pain and heard a dull sound, and his head suddenly buzzed.
It turned out that Feng Ziying took the opportunity to hit the man on the head with a stick, knocking him unconscious, and the number of twelve people was reduced by two on the spot.
"What a good boy, you are worthy of the blood of my Wu Xun family, brave!"
After joining forces in victory, Jia Cong and Feng Ziying took one side to protect Mr. Pardon.
When Liu Yan saw that an outsider dared to help Jia She go against him, the resentment in his eyes became even stronger.
He shouted viciously: "Come on, as long as you don't die!"
This sentence seemed to lift the seal from the guards who were still a little timid before, and they all drew their swords.
The situation seemed to be out of control, and the melon-eating crowd immediately took a step back. Some people wanted to mediate, but for a moment they didn't know what to do.
Master Pardon didn't expect Liu Yan to be so crazy, and he regretted sending Jia Jiu and others out.
"snort!"
A cold snort dispersed the chilling atmosphere in front of the palace gate, and the British Duke Zhang Yue narrowed his eyes slightly: "If it is an ordinary fight, I will just take it as a show of excitement. How dare you draw your sword in front of the Daxia Gate? Fighting with weapons? Do you really think that the "Daxia Law" does not exist?"
This old man, who didn't come out to speak when I was being beaten just now, now comes out, damn it!
Liu Wei felt that everyone was targeting him and said angrily: "Young Lord, as the son of a saint and a member of the royal family, I have been so humiliated today. As the leader of the military generals, should I not be punished?" Can I give you an explanation?"
"An explanation? Okay, I will give you an explanation!"
Zhang Yue said lightly: "Where are the forbidden troops? Let me take down these traitors..."
"Kill without mercy!"
"General, I will obey your command!"
The Forbidden Army in front of the palace gate is the elite of the Forbidden Army. The commander ordered, crossbows and crossbows pressed forward, swords advanced, and the black armor slid past like running water. The loyal and trustworthy palace guards who had been eyeing him had no chance to resist, and were ruthlessly harvested.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, except for blood stains on the ground, the corpses were dragged away.
Whether it was the confused Liu Yan or the officials who were watching, they could only find the memory of just now from the residual smell of blood in the air.
Wei Qinghe "has not recovered from his illness", and the civil servants at that time were vaguely headed by Qi Bohan. The old man was angry, and the imperial army harvested ten lives in front of the civil and military officials of the dynasty like sharp blades cutting grass, which made these civil servants feel terrified.
Qi Bohan, who was surrounded by civil servants, suddenly wanted to laugh. He always felt that after Wei Qinghe, he should be the head of the court in Daxia.
Qi Bohan finally realized a problem when Zhang Yueruju ordered the imperial army to drag away the guards of the loyal king Liu Wei.
Wei Qinghe had the "Regent" edict from the Supreme Emperor, which allowed him to command the imperial army except for the imperial troops. Zhang Yue was the Grand Governor and the Jiedushi Envoy of the Beijing Camp, and he could also command the Imperial Guards like an arm.
What about himself? In addition to mobilizing some government officials from Shuntian Prefecture, they can also ask for assistance from the military and horse divisions of up to five cities.
Cabinet ministers without military power turned out to be just a joke!
No one knew that Qi Bohan had a desire for military power in his heart at this time, and they all focused their attention on the loyal and loyal king Liu Wei who was trembling with anger.
The old man didn't pay any attention to Liu Ai's resentful eyes, and just said two words lightly: "Continue!"
Continue with what? Fight?
Liu Yan looked at Jia She and his son who were smiling ferociously at him, and the anger in his heart suddenly turned into boundless grievance.
When, when, when...
The Jingyang bell finally rang!
Suddenly, Liu Wei seemed to think that the person who rang the Jingyang Bell was his savior.
He bypassed the three people in front of him, Jia She, and quickly ran to the slowly opening palace door. He didn't wait for the waiting staff to line up, and just slipped in through the crack in the open door.
Feng Ziying touched Jia Cong's shoulder: "Why do I still have some unfinished thoughts?"
Jia Cong nodded in agreement: "Don't say it yet, I do too!"
Master Pardon ignored the two boys, walked up to him and bowed: "Thank you, Marshal, for your help!"
The old man patted Jia She on the shoulder three times with his big hand, and said with a smile: "You can't let your family suffer, right? Besides, I beat you to win!"
"Hey, Fang Jingyan, you old boy, don't run away, this king's money..."
The old man suddenly clapped his hands and shouted: "And me, I won too! Fang Jingyan, don't even think about running away!"...
This time the game was opened, my husband cheated on the side in front of the dealer, and Fang, the "God of Gamblers", lost a lot of money.
Just when he was about to slip away and think about countermeasures, he was spotted by the sharp-eyed His Highness King Ji. Zhang Yue directly dropped Jia She and chased after him with the old prince.
The crowd had almost left, but the farce in front of the palace gate was not completely over. The previous conflict between Liu Wei and Jia She escalated to a bayonet fight at an extremely fast speed, and everyone's eyes were focused here.
But in fact, Shui Rong's performance here is not inferior to that of the other, but he didn't start the fight directly. After all, Shui Rong is an old yin.
Jia Cong was busy helping his father to support the scene, and he didn't see what was going on here. When he and Mr. Sheda looked at Shui Rong's carriage, they saw Shui Rong's face as dark as water, and he walked past with a gloomy face.
"Enhou, here you go!"
King Zhongshun Liu Ke forced several silver notes into Jia She's hands, and happily shook the remaining silver notes in his hand.
Jia She looked down and clicked his tongue...
Such a big deal, just these few in his hand, each one is a full amount of one thousand taels of silver.
He looked at Liu Ke's hand again and saw how much Lao Shisan had blackmailed him? I'm afraid it's not more than fifteen thousand taels of silver.
Whoosh!
Seeing that Jia She's eyes were about to turn into copper coins, Liu Ke immediately stuffed the banknotes in his arms into his arms: "Don't worry about it, this is the compensation that I finally got, and I can give you five thousand taels. It's already a lot." That’s interesting enough!”
Mr. Pardon smiled, hugged Liu Ke's shoulders, and asked in a low voice: "I don't want your money, tell me how you did it? How could Shui Rong pay you so much money? And what's wrong with him?" Will you bring so many banknotes?"
"Ha! Just because he didn't, it doesn't mean that his people don't have them. Mr. Zhang's words of "kill without mercy" scared him so much that his legs went weak, and he immediately went to find someone to raise the banknotes."
Liu Ke looked disdainfully at the people who gathered around Shui Rong as they walked into the imperial city, and continued with a sigh: "Look at this group of people, Shui Rong has really attracted a lot of people over the years. Although his rank is not high, he is really Damn, you are rich!"
The Pardon Master heard this and looked around. Just as Liu Ke said, the officials around Shui Rong were almost all junior officials in green robes.
I heard Liu Ke sneer: "Most of them were from donation officials or Enyin officials. In order to raise military expenses, my father granted many merchants official status. Now the children of these people have entered the court one after another. Are there any The young master has already become a capital official by virtue of his wealth..."
"Shh... don't talk about the old man's affairs!"
Jia She interrupted Liu Ke's complaint and patted the dust on his python robe: "Come in quickly, there will be a good show to watch later!"
Feng Ziying and Jia Cong followed the two old dudes all the way to Fengtian Hall.
Feng Tang's figure has not yet appeared. Feng Ziying smiled bitterly and asked Jia Cong: "Brother, why doesn't my father come? He's almost entering the palace."
Jia Cong was also wondering what his father had said to Feng Tang and why he had disappeared without a trace from the beginning.
He wanted to ask Mr. Pardon, who was at the front of the generals' queue, but he heard that the Han general's whip had already been cracked.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
"It's time for the dynasty to come, and all the ministers will enter the palace!"
The civil and military officials were divided into four teams and slowly walked into Fengtian Hall.
Jia Cong had to put this idea aside for a while and whispered to Feng Ziying: "Uncle must have gone to do something. Brother Feng, don't worry. I will secretly ask my father later."
The process of the Great Court Meeting is still the same, extremely boring.
The emperor had a good rest last night. Now he was sitting on the dragon chair and looking at the ministers in the palace.
The six ministries and five temples reported on the major and minor matters that had been agreed upon long ago according to the procedures. From time to time, the emperor said something about the report, what did the ministers think, and put the matter on hold for the time being.
Until Master Pardon suddenly walked out of the queue, bowed and said: "I have a memorial for you!"
Wow!
The originally quiet hall suddenly erupted in discussion, and the emperor raised his eyebrows: What is this old bastard going to do? I haven’t settled the score with you yet for the absurdity in front of the palace gate!
"What's up?"
The emperor's face was not very good, because this old bastard usually wouldn't say anything serious in the hall, and it was most likely that he was causing some trouble.
Sure enough, Jia She started to make trouble seriously.
He cupped his hands and reported, "I was lucky enough last night to have the virtuous concubine stay at the Rongguo Mansion due to Heaven's grace. I am naturally very cautious when it comes to the divine grace from heaven. I send my retainers to guard Fengjia day and night. Before midnight, I am at my home. A total of more than 200 assassins and thieves will be killed, and their victims will be taken alive to obtain confessions..."
This old bastard actually dares to talk nonsense in front of the civil and military officials of the court!
More than two hundred assassins? Including those killed by the Dragon Guards last night, the number was less than forty. You, Jia Enhou, opened your mouth and saw five times the number.
The emperor felt the veins on his forehead throbbing, and he really wanted to kick Jia She away from the palace for talking nonsense.
He gritted his teeth and interrupted Jia She's report: "I know about this, and I will ask someone to investigate. You don't have to worry about this. Just step back."
The Pardon Master's face changed into a look of embarrassment, he bowed his hands and said hesitantly: "Well, Your Majesty, I have to leave it alone, because...because..."
"explain!"
The emperor had already begun to prepare in his mind. This guy must have done nothing good!
The Pardon Master bowed deeply and said loudly: "Didn't I take the confession last night? There are thieves among them. They were appointed by the loyal king Liu Ai to assassinate the virtuous concubine and the dragon son in her belly. .”
boom!
"You're talking nonsense. When did the King send an assassin to kill the Concubine Xian?"
The ministers were in an uproar, and Liu Wei felt that a big black pot was placed on his head.
Coupled with the previous grievances suffered in front of the palace gate, it exploded immediately.
"Jia Enhou, are you still shameless? Why did I go to assassinate a palace concubine when I had nothing to do? If you don't give me an explanation today, I will kill you even if I risk my life!"
Jia She behaved harmlessly and bowed to Liu Fu: "Your Majesty, I don't believe it either. The assassin said that Prince Zhongxin had his accomplices hidden in Zhuangzi in the west of the city, so he asked Shenwu General Feng to go to court. Tang took people outside the city. As long as Feng Tang doesn't find any accomplices in Zhuangzi, won't the prince's suspicion be eliminated?"
puff!
Before Jia She finished speaking, Liu Yi sprayed a mouthful of blood directly on the hall.
"Hey, my lord, what's wrong with you? Why are you vomiting blood again?"
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