After retreating from the court, Ning Wen's face turned ugly, and he walked out of the Jinluan Palace step by step. He looked back at the majestic palace gate, and an indescribable feeling lingered in his heart.
Is there something wrong with the little emperor today?
Why have you become so easy to talk to?
As for Xiang Guotian and others, they gathered in front of the Jinluan Palace, whispering to each other, smiling happily, and preparing to celebrate.
Wei Ziya happened to come over, and immediately spoke sarcastically to Xiang Guotian: "Master Wei, I'm afraid you will be disappointed this time. His Majesty has just issued an order to appoint Mr. Zhao Qingye as the deputy admiral of the Beijing camp. I'm afraid your senior brother will be disappointed." His reputation has fallen into disgrace.”
Although Wei Ziya is young, he is a student of Sun Tingzong after all. He teaches by words and deeds, and is very impressive and has a strong aura. "My lord Xiang is really dim-sighted and his ears are no longer clear. Your Majesty wants to see Zhao Qingye's ability in person before deciding whether to appoint him, and Not a direct appointment.”
"you!"
Xiang Guotian suppressed his anger and sneered: "You really have Master Sun's true inheritance. Your eloquence is amazing, but just speaking is of no use. You will still lose."
"lose?"
"It's too early to say defeat at this time. Tomorrow will be the day to truly decide the outcome." Wei Ziya put down these words and turned around to leave, leaving only a figure behind.
Xiang Guoqian was trembling all over, a junior dared to talk to him like this, "Damn it, you..."
At this time, Ning Wen came over and looked at Wei Ziya who was leaving. His eyelids trembled inadvertently, "Why do I feel that this matter is not that simple? Is there something wrong in that link?"
"What's wrong? I've heard about Zhao Qingye's martial arts skills for a long time. Unless his legs were broken today, how could he not even be able to get on the horse?" Xiang Guotian scoffed at this and was not afraid at all.
But these words undoubtedly awakened Ning Wen, and he suddenly quickened his pace and left quickly.
"Master Ning, where are you going?"
"Go to the Zhao family's residence."
"Alas... alas..." Xiang Guotian still wanted to take Ning Wen to Bada Alley to drink flower wine. When he saw how anxious he was, he shook his head and said helplessly: "I really don't know how to enjoy it. I just follow him every day." Like a lost soul."
"Let's go, he won't go, let's go. I'm treating you today. I won't come back until you're drunk."
"Thank you, Mr. Xiang, let's go."
…
Li Yi returned to the harem, holding in his anger and unable to vent, so he started scolding.
"His uncle's!"
"A bunch of bastards dare to go against me. I'm really tired of living. It seems I haven't killed enough people!"
He was so angry that he kicked hard and broke a weeping willow tree. The willow tree broke in half. The sound was shocking and the dust flew up.
The eunuchs and maids behind them all fell to their knees in fear, trembling.
Even Cao Qingyan stood aside, not daring to raise his head to dissuade him.
His Majesty is so angry today. Anyone who dares to provoke him is better to stay away to avoid getting burned.
Just as Cao Qingyan was about to leave, Li Yi's voice suddenly came from behind him, "Master Cao, go find Wei Ziya and tell me that I want to see Cao Fengyang. Now the Beijing camp cannot be suppressed by just Ma Chen. I must be tight." Hold it firmly in your hand.”
"No!" Cao Qingyan took the order and left.
…
at the same time.
The Zhao family's residence.
The "famous" Mr. Zhao was covered with bandages all over his body, especially his legs. He was lying on the bed, wailing in pain.
Ning Wen, an old fox, was really careful enough. He ran to the Zhao family's residence in person to prevent any unexpected events. He didn't know it, but it almost killed him.
Zhao Qingye, the legitimate son of the Zhao family, was tied up like a rice dumpling. He was lying on the bed and it was difficult to get out of the bed, let alone get on the horse.
It’s over!
It's completely over now!
If Zhao Qingye couldn't get on the horse tomorrow, wouldn't he have committed the crime of deceiving the emperor? The little emperor was worried that he would not be able to find a chance to deal with him, which was not what he wanted.
With a "plop", Ning Wen suddenly fell to the ground, his face turned ashen, and the servants of the Zhao family quickly stepped forward to help him up.
"My lord, my lord, are you...are you okay?"
Ning Wen's eyelids trembled and he walked straight to Zhao Qingye and said, "Tell me, who did it? You really can't stand up to the wall. Go back and tell your father that I can't control this matter!"
After saying that, he was about to leave.
He must find a way to resolve this matter, otherwise Li Yi will definitely take the opportunity to kill him if he seizes this matter.
At this moment, a tall middle-aged man suddenly walked in. The two seemed to be familiar with each other. As soon as they met, they clasped their fists and said, "Thank you Lord Ningwen for the recommendation. I have heard about it. My nephew Qingye is now a member of the Beijing camp." Vice Admiral, I will send someone to deliver Xiaojing to your residence soon, and I will inevitably cause trouble to Mr. Ning in the future."
What about the future? Ning Wen was so frightened that he couldn't speak, his lips turned purple, and he finally shouted, "Brother Zhao, it's over, it's over!"
"What do you mean?" The middle-aged man was confused.
"well!"
Ning Wen let out a long sigh, sat down on the chair, and slapped himself hard, "Brother Zhao, go back and tell your brother Zhao Songyang that I can't protect myself now. Maybe tomorrow, everyone will be executed." , let him find a way to save his son, otherwise, just wait to collect his son’s body!”
It turns out that this middle-aged man is Zhao Wuyang, the younger brother of Zhao Songyang, the head of the Zhao family.
This man is also a tiger general. In his early years, he guarded the nine-border border and fought countless battles with foreign tribes beyond the Great Wall. Every time he went into battle, he would take the lead and was unparalleled in bravery. People gave him the nickname, Zhao Wudi!
Zhao Wuyang was also frightened by Ning Wen's words and hurriedly asked: "Master Ning, please don't scare me. What happened?"
Ning Wen sighed and told everything that had happened in the morning.
Even this tiger general who shocked the foreign races from all over the world turned pale and his body was shaking after hearing this.
"This...what should I do? If Your Majesty finds out, let alone my life, even my Jiubian Zhao family can't bear the crime of deceiving the emperor!"
Zhao Wuyang's face was pale, his lips were trembling uncontrollably as he spoke, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.
Ning Wen shook his head bitterly, vaguely feeling that this matter was not that simple. Recalling Li Yi's expression in the court, he suddenly realized that all of this was a trap set by Li Yi.
But he soon gave up this idea. Zhao Qingye had just arrived in the capital not long ago, so how could the little emperor know him?
It seems that I am not lucky enough this time!
At this critical moment, he suddenly had a plan on his mind, gritted his teeth, and said with a hard look, "Brother Zhao, I have a plan, I wonder if it will work?"
Zhao Wuyang was a martial artist with a head no bigger than a walnut. He had just been frightened by Ning Wen and had already lost all his senses. When he heard Ning Wen had an idea, he immediately asked for advice.
"Brother Ning, please save my Zhao family. I, Zhao Wuyang, am very grateful. As long as this matter is over, my Zhao family will be grateful."
Ning Wen glanced at the Zhao family servants around him. Zhao Wuyang immediately understood and pushed away the servants. He immediately knelt down and said in panic: "There is no one left. Brother Ning, please tell me quickly."
Ning Wen cleared his throat and lowered his voice, "Since Mr. Zhao is seriously injured and can't get on the horse, why not replace the prince with a civet cat? No one can recognize the real Mr. Zhao anyway?"
Zhao Wuyang slapped his thigh, overjoyed, and immediately agreed, "Brother Ning, you are a great benefactor of our Zhao family. The lives of thousands of members of our Zhao family are all in your hands. No matter what, you must help me." help me."
"Don't worry, I'm the Minister of the Ministry of War, I can still do this little thing." Ning Wen took care of everything and gave it a guarantee.
Zhao Wuyang was not a stingy person. He immediately set up a banquet to treat him and gave him a thousand taels of gold, just to deceive the fate of tomorrow.
now.
Inside the palace.
Under the recommendation of Wei Ziya, Cao Fengyang entered the palace and met the saint.
Eight feet tall, majestic, neither humble nor arrogant, Cao Fengyang was very fond of Cao Fengyang, the eldest disciple of Sun Tingzong, as soon as Li Yicai met him. Apart from anything else, his calmness was extremely rare, and he was a good young man who could lead the army.
Of course, Cao Fengyang is not a mediocre person, otherwise he would not have become the great disciple of Sun Tingzong. Not only is he proficient in military tactics and strategy, but he is also quite good in martial arts. As you can imagine, Cao Qingyan was also greatly admired.
Li Yi evaluated the general situation of the world, the formation of troops, and the memorization of military training. Cao Fengyang's answers were all accurate, which made him overjoyed and immediately decided to let Cao Fengyang succeed Ma Chen as the admiral of the Beijing camp.
Several people present were shocked by Li Yi. From a white body, he was directly mentioned as a second-grade Beijing camp admiral. This speed was quite fast.
But Li Yi didn't care at all. High positions in the world are occupied by capable people. What's wrong with that?
There are no rules at all. Even if there are rules, I have the final say on these rules.
Wei Ziya suddenly asked: "Your Majesty, what about tomorrow's test for Zhao Qingye, the legitimate son of the Zhao family of the Jiubian family?"
"snort!"
Li Yi snorted coldly, "Tomorrow's test is a joke. Not to mention getting on the horse and carrying the sword, Zhao Qingye can even get out of bed, that's a miracle!"
As soon as these words came out, Wei Ziya and Cao Fengyang were immediately puzzled, but they didn't dare to ask, just waiting for the results tomorrow.
