She couldn't bear it anymore, so she twisted his thumb and pulled it off, and used the fierce force to turn around and punch her down. He blocked it with his palm and started fighting with her. The two even drew their swords and faced each other. The servants were so frightened that they all stepped aside. In the narrow corridor, the two of them made big moves. They lowered their waists and raised their hands, then swept their legs and raised their fists. They knocked down all the plum blossoms on the side branches and trampled them into a bloody mess.
Who could have imagined that, after a few strikes, that man could control her two slender jade arms with just a few words, and pinched her wrists with a pair of big hands, and she couldn't use any strength at all.
"Master Supervisor, please let go of this slave!"
"Follow me to see the king! Let's go."
"Don't even think about it!"
She tried her best to break away again, but she couldn't control the force and punched the red pillar beside her, knocking the sword off.
There was only a banging sound, and a pain spread in her elbow. She hugged the jade and bent down, squatting on the spot and shedding tears.
"Don't try any tricks in front of me, I won't accept your tricks," the man said with a stern face.
She didn't reply after hearing this, and buried her head in her arms. The hairpins and tassels inserted behind her ears were all tangled together due to the force, and hung heavily on her shoulders.
She was sobbing like this for a long time. The little maid next to her felt pity and came forward to bow to the stern-faced Zhang Jiyan: "Master Supervisor, I'm afraid Miss Xiyi is really hurt. How can the girl's family bear such a thing?" hammer."
Then there were the continuous noises of other maids and maids.
"Yes! Supervisor, the girl is really hurt!"
"It really hurts."
"Sir, let Miss Xiyi see the doctor! If my cousin knows about it, she will definitely be unhappy."
After hearing this, he slowly turned his head back. Seeing her squatting there and sobbing, he didn't know what to do and was at a loss in private.
He swallowed softly and squatted down to help her up, but she stopped her with one hand and threw her away: "What else do you want, Mr. Supervisor?"
Her eyes were studded with teardrops, and her slender eyelashes were stuck together in a shape that made me pity her.
He roughly took off her velvet sleeves and saw a large bruise on her wrist from the impact, and the veins on her elbow were red from the shock.
"Let's go see the doctor! Let's go," he lifted her up with both hands and started to pull her away.
"Let me go, I don't need your care!" She sobbed, tears streaming down her face, her eyes so firm, she twisted her muscles again, protected her right hand, picked up the long sword on the ground, and walked away .
"It's better to go and see the doctor!" he called again.
"It has nothing to do with you!" She walked away sultryly, wiping her tears as she walked. The train of her skirt moved forward smoothly, and the streamers of her clothes fluttered with the cold wind.
Zhang Jianyan stood alone and was at a loss. He only looked at her retreating back. A small yellow door came forward and answered, which brought his thoughts back.
"Master Supervisor, look at..."
After he conquered the matter, he was still so stern: "This matter must be made clear to your Majesty."
"yes!"
"Your Majesty... stay later! Zai Bingming, you go find the doctor immediately," he directed the small yellow door.
"Yes, sir, I'll do it right away!"
Xiao Huangmen hurriedly ran out of the house. After he left, Zhang Jiyan kept looking at the broken flowers on the ground in trance. He glanced at her who disappeared in the corner of the corridor, and then directed the two teams to put the flowers in their hands. Objects sent away.
On the other side, in the Qi State Mansion, a fierce government meeting was going on.
In the Qi State Mansion, the door of King Qi Wanyanliang's room was closed. He was discussing important affairs of the country with several young and high-spirited princes.
Wanyan Liang is in the upper seat, and in the lower left seat are Pingzhang Zhengshi Wanyan Bingde, Prince Consort Zuocheng Tang Kuobian, and on the right is Dali Temple Minister Wanyan Wudai. They are all wearing official uniforms with different levels of purple and red. Look at their demeanor, they are full of righteousness.
Wan Yanliang stood up straight, sword in hand, walking back and forth in front of the seat, eyebrows raised and about to stand up, and his face was frighteningly cold.
"In recent days, the emperor seems to have lost his mind. Since the death of the fourth uncle in October, he has begun to manage the government independently. But look, what kind of government is this? The queen can ride on his head. You're such a loser!" What he said was a criticism of His Majesty.
His insult to the emperor aroused the dissatisfaction of Prince Consort Tang Kuobian. He clenched his fist and offered: "Your Majesty, Prime Minister, I am your brother. We grew up together. If these words are heard by others, they will be passed on to the Emperor." In his ears, he is going to be beheaded!"
Wan Yanliang drew his sword in front of his eyes and wiped the livid and cold sword with a coarse cloth: "Prince-in-law, it seems you don't want to hear these words?"
"Your Excellency, the Prime Minister, is aware that as the emperor's son-in-law, I cannot be disrespectful to His Majesty."
He sneered: "Emperor's son-in-law? Hahahahaha, Emperor's son-in-law, it seems that you are still leaning towards him. It's a pity that he has even killed all his uncles and brothers. Will he still care about you, a little prince-in-law?" "
"Perhaps, he recalled the little niece of the lonely king and wiped your neck. Aren't the mistakes you have made over the years been enough to punish you with death? You were beaten last time and you forgot about it? Huh?" He While sneering, he was very majestic.
Only then did Tang Kuo realize that Huang Yue was about to settle the score on him. He couldn't help but shudder, took another sip of tea in his mouth, and swallowed it: "Speaking of which, I am also afraid in my heart." Yes, if that’s the case, what do you think?”
"If the utensils are not useful, they will be repaired. If they are no longer useful, they will be replaced," he replied.
Wanyan Bingde, who was sitting down, was stunned for a moment and took a sip of tea: "Do you think Yigong intends to dethrone the emperor?"
"I had this idea when I was young, but I never understood it. He was so cowardly and incompetent, how could Emperor Taizong choose him as the crown prince? He didn't know how to fight or sit in politics, and he had to rely on a few of Gu's people. Uncle is supporting him!"
Dali Temple Qing Wanyan Wudai took over: "Of course because of his status as the direct grandson of Taizu, since ancient times, he has been the direct descendant of the emperor. Naturally, we, the common people, must be willing to accept our fate."
Unfortunately, what Wanyan Liang hated the most in his life was the saying that there was a distinction between concubines and concubines. In his eyes, his father Wanyan Zongqian was the eldest son of Emperor Taizu. As the eldest son, he was also qualified to succeed the throne.
When he was young, he thought that he would be taken seriously by fighting in all directions and making military achievements, but he still lost because of his status, and Wanyan Dan, a mediocre grandson, took the throne.
He originally coveted the throne. In addition, in recent years, the court was in turmoil and politics tended to be corrupt. The emperor was also quite suspicious of him. He increasingly felt that if he did not stand up, he would become a mermaid.
"Isn't Zhenguan Taizong also a young son? Why can he conquer the world?" He said with his cold sword in front of him.
Tang Kuobian went straight to the point: "What do you think?"
He slammed the sword into the scabbard again: "I think I have dethroned that faint emperor and welcomed the new emperor to the throne!"
"Who do you think can succeed to the throne?" Wanyan Wudai continued to ask.
"According to my official opinion, King Xun can be established!" Tang Kuobian did not understand the meaning of his words.
Wan Yanliang asked again: "Who can be appointed next?"
"Aleng, the son of the emperor's younger brother Deng Wang, can also be established!" Tang Kuobian mentioned another person.
After hearing this, he sneered: "That Prince Xun is young and energetic. He can't cure everything, and he still expects him to be the emperor. Although Aleng is good at both civil and military affairs, he is a distant relative after all. How can we take advantage of him so easily."
He sat down and sighed.
Tang Kuobian looked at him at this time and seemed to understand the truth of his words, so he used this to introduce the topic: "Does the Duke have the will to proclaim himself emperor?"
This sentence attracted everyone's attention, and several people whispered.
He raised his head, moved the earrings, stood up, put his hands behind his back, and said condescendingly: "Now, how many descendants of Emperor Taizu are there in the clan? King Xun has no brains for governing the country. , Aleng is a distant relative, and besides, King Yong is indeed a man of literary and military skills, but he is a down-to-earth, quiet man with a shortcoming of arrogance. Now he has no choice but to do it, who else could he give me?"
After hearing this, Bingde raised his head, looked at each other, and raised his hands in respect: "The lower official thinks that Gong is indeed the best choice for the successor! Gong has been talented and talented since he was a child, and he will definitely be more powerful than the Holy One." Have a strategy!”
"You have the desire to be emperor, what should you do?" King Qi asked again, circling the tea cup.
Although Tang Kuobian was reluctant, he thought that he was often scolded by his father-in-law, and he felt a lot of unhappiness in his heart. He increasingly felt that it was not a bad thing for him to become emperor: "I am a low-ranking official and I only follow the lead of the male horse!"
Seeing several ministers nodding in acquiescence, Wan Yanliang was also very proud: "When the lonely king becomes the emperor one day, the people in the house today will definitely be the right-hand man of the lonely king!"
"The urgent need now is to resolve the obstacles on the road to the deposed emperor. His Majesty's younger brothers must find ways to get rid of them!"
Tang Kuo was a little scared, and he said righteously: "Why do you want to get rid of several princes first?"
He quietly put down the long sword and stroked his cheek with two fingers: "The bird cannot fly until it has six feathers broken. If you want him to step down, you must first isolate him."
"We have to find the right opportunity to let Wanyan Dan chop off his 'wings' on his own."
Wu Dai asked again: "King Xun will go to Bianjing after the new year, and your Majesty has ordered him to take charge of Kaifeng Mansion!"
"Here is an opportunity. As long as he stays away from the capital, we will have a way to prevent him from turning over!"
"What you are saying is that we will definitely think more and be of the same mind as you!" Bingde nodded.
Hearing the help from these people, he felt confident in private, his eyes became sharp, and he reached a consensus with several ministers, and raised his hand to invite tea: "Okay, come on, I have gained the trust of everyone, so I talked to the lonely king. Tea instead of wine, drink this cup and raise a toast to the alliance."
Several people raised their cups and cups together, and when they were about to finish drinking, there was a knock on the door. They all looked at the door, then stood up and looked at the door in horror.
Wan Yanliang raised his hand and asked, "What's the matter?"
The outsider said, "Your Highness, there is a girl who wants to see you. She calls herself the Li family in the west of the city."
After hearing this, he immediately put aside his stern look and answered happily: "I invite you to wait in the main hall for a moment. I'll be back in a moment!"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and stood up with a smile.
Bingde asked: "But the Li family, cousins of King Yong?"
"Exactly! Hahaha, Li Shi's daughter," Wu Dai laughed.
"Sure enough, my husband is charming and graceful, with jade trees in the wind. This beautiful lady has even chased you to your mansion! Hahaha" Tang Kuobian also smiled.
"Then I will return home when we meet again another day!" Tang Kuo Bian wanted to leave first when he saw the situation, so he bowed and retreated.
"Okay, everyone, go slowly! We will get together again someday, and we will never come back without getting drunk!" He stood up and saw each other off.
Seeing several officials carrying long-sleeved official robes coming out one after another, Wan Yanliang immediately walked into the inner room and faced the bronze mirror. He turned around and straightened his clothes, and then touched his black hair. He walked out happily with big steps.
