"My son, Zhu Fan, respectfully sends his greetings!"
"I am safe!"
Tai.Yuanfu.
In front of the Jin Palace, Jin Wang Zhu Fan came out with his family to greet Yang Xuan, the imperial envoy.
After completing the process, Zhu Fan welcomed Yang Xuan into the house.
Not far after entering the palace, Yang Xuan smelled the smell of medicinal herbs floating in the air.
"Your Highness Prince Jin, why does the mansion smell so strong of medicinal herbs? Who is sick?"
Yang Xuan couldn't help but ask.
"Haha, it's me."
"In the past two years, my health has gotten worse and worse, so I can only take medicine." Zhu Fan said with a smile.
Followed by two more coughs.
"Your Highness is responsible for guarding the border, but you should take care of yourself!" Yang Xuan said.
"Okay." Zhu Fan nodded.
The further you go, the stronger the medicinal smell becomes.
After chatting with Yang Xuan for a while, Zhu Fan left first on the grounds that it was time to drink medicine and let Yang Xuan wander around the house casually.
Zhu Fan returned to the backyard, and Princess Xie brought him the medicine.
However, Zhu Fan did not drink it, but poured it away.
Ahem!
Cough cough cough! !
"Your Highness!" Looking at Zhu Fan's laborious coughing, Mrs. Xie couldn't help but speak.
"Why do you think you are doing this?"
"You don't understand!" Zhu Fan shook his head and continued: "My father appointed Yang Xuan as the imperial envoy to patrol the north just to see if we, the vassal kings, have any different intentions."
"How is that possible? You are His Majesty's biological son!" Xie covered her mouth and said in disbelief.
"Hey, what is this?"
"Since the death of my eldest brother, how many people has my father killed in the past two years?"
"All this is to pave the way for the little brat in the East Palace now."
Zhu Fan said with a sneer.
But in an instant, his expression turned lonely.
"There is no family affection under imperial power!"
"Speaking of which, my disease came at the right time!"
"As long as I die, nothing will happen to the children."
"Your Highness!" Xie cried in tears.
"Don't cry, this is my own choice!" Zhu Fan comforted.
As Lao Zhu killed more people, he became more worried.
They were afraid that one day they would wake up and their Jin Prince's Mansion would be surrounded by Jin Yiwei.
Because he knew that while he was alive, he was a threat to Zhu Yunwen.
"Your Highness!"
"Alas~" Zhu Fan held Xie in his arms and sighed heavily.
…
Yang Xuan didn't stay in Taiyuan Mansion for a few days before saying goodbye and leaving.
He also wanted to go to Datong, the fiefdom of King Dai, to visit his junior sister.
Then came Peiping.
Yang Xuan knew the current situation and could not meet Zhu Di in private.
Even senior sisters Xu Miaoyun and Yang Xuan didn't talk much.
After only staying in Peiping for three short days, he went to Daning, the fief of Ning King Zhu Quan.
Since Zhu Quan came to feudal vassal, the Duoyan Three Guards led by him can be said to be invincible.
The surrounding nomads ran away when they saw him.
There is no way, this guy is too capable.
Because of this, Zhu Quan had an impression of being brave and good at fighting in Lao Zhu's eyes.
Perhaps because he was still thinking about Yang Xuan's acceptance of three thousand taels of cultivators when he was studying, Zhu Quan did not give him a good look after meeting Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan didn't show his warm face but his cold butt, and went to the King of Liao after staying for two days.
…
In late September, Yang Xuan was ordered to finish his northern tour and return to Beijing to resume his mission.
Lao Zhu very generously gave Yang Xuan three days off to let him have a good rest.
Regarding this, Yang Xuan cursed in his heart: It's only three days off, who are you looking down on!
I remember that every time Zhu Biao came back from a mission, he would give himself at least seven days off, sometimes half a month.
In Wuying Hall, Erhu was reporting to Lao Zhu on Yang Xuan's performance on this northern tour.
Lao Zhu didn't express anything after hearing this. After waving Er Hu away, his eyes flickered several times.
…
After staying at home for three days and spending time with his wife, Yang Xuan was driven to work by Lao Zhu again.
These days are really not what people live, even capitalists shed tears when they see it!
But there is no way, no matter how difficult the life is, we have to get through it!
A few days later, Lan Yu came to the door.
Yang Xuan was shocked when he saw him.
Lan Yu's hair was half white, and she looked listless.
Yang Xuan asked someone to prepare a table of wine and food, and planned to drink some with Lan Yu.
At the wine table, Lan Yu kept pouring himself wine. Yang Xuan asked him something, but he didn't say anything.
Yang Xuan couldn't help but worry about him.
When she was almost done drinking, Lan Yu looked at Yang Xuan with a hint of pleading in her eyes.
"Brother, I have never begged anyone in my life."
"Today, let's ask you to do me a favor." Lan Yu said seductively.
"Brother, it's whatever you say." Yang Xuan said.
"If one day our Lan family suffers the calamity of annihilation, please brother, please take action and take away my grandson and give it to my Lan family as a heir." Lan Yu begged.
This man who had never bowed his head in front of Yuan Ren finally lowered his proud head today for the sake of his family.
"Brother, what's going on?" Yang Xuan asked with concern.
"In the six months since you left, Cao Zhen, the Marquis of Jingchuan, Wang Bi, the Marquis of Dingyuan, Zhang Yi, the Marquis of Heshou, and Zhu Shou, the Marquis of Shushuo, were all executed." Lan Yu said bitterly.
"They...were all killed by His Majesty?" Yang Xuan's pupils shrank and he asked in disbelief.
"What do you think?" Lan Yu chuckled and looked at Yang Xuan.
The answer is clear.
When Yang Xuan returned to Beijing, he felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the capital. He was busy replying to the order and went home to accompany his wife, so he did not ask what happened.
No one told him these things when he was at home.
So much so that he didn't know until now.
Yang Xuan was silent.
These nobles who were killed were more or less related to Lan Yu, especially Wang Bi, the Marquis of Dingyuan, who had served as Lan Yu's lieutenant for many years.
Now that they are dead, who is Lao Zhu’s target next? Needless to say?
"If brother you are in trouble, forget it." Lan Yu looked at the silent Yang Xuan, stood up and planned to leave.
"Brother, who do you think I am?"
"I will go to His Majesty to intercede for you."
"I don't believe it. You have handed over military power for so many years, and His Majesty still doesn't trust you."
Yang Xuan stood up and said.
"Brother, don't go."
"No one can change His Majesty's decision!"
Lan Yu persuaded.
He was also very disappointed with Lao Zhu in his heart. After the Battle of Yuerhai, he handed over military power, dismissed his adopted son, and cleaned up the relatives and servants who had done evil in the family, and he had been idle at home.
He never got involved in government affairs again.
Although Lao Zhu hasn't taken action against him yet, he has already noticed that Jin Yiwei's spies appear around the mansion every day.
Isn’t this obvious?
It is enough to say that he has achieved this step, but who is Lao Zhu?
Either don’t do it or never do it.
"I do not believe!"
"Brother, we know how good you are in our hearts."
"But this is something you can't bear."
"Asking you to help my brother send off his grandson is already asking you to take risks."
"We can't let you be in danger anymore."
"Just listen to my brother!"
"ah!"
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