Chapter 42: Fanning the flames (more updates if you buy a monthly ticket of [-]) In Qianhu Camp, Liu Qianhu took away some people, and some people were sleeping.
Suddenly, a sharp voice came from the window: "It's terrible, something big has happened. The enemy has come to the military camp. Brothers, fight if you can, and run away if you can't!"
The sleeping soldiers woke up from their dreams and rushed out of the barracks in disheveled clothes. The commander also woke up. When he heard the sound and went out, he smelled a burning smell. He turned around and thought, "Oh no, he's gone!" At daybreak, Liu Qianhu asked someone to escort more than 50 Xinzhou troops back, only to see that the Qianhu Camp was in chaos. When he asked, he found out that just after he left, the armament depot of Qianhu Camp was leaked. Although the fire was He was rescued, but half of the arsenal was burned.
Liu Qianhu was furious. No need to ask, this was Fu Hai's fault.
Tune the tiger away from the mountain!
What made him even more angry was that Fu Hai actually ran away without catching him! When Liu Qianhu returned to his barracks, his concubine rushed over to her in tears. Liu Qianhu shouted in disgust: "Get out of here!"
He wants to write a letter, no, write a complaint, accusing Fu Yansheng of Xinzhou of sneak attack on Pu Wu, injuring his flag, burning his camp, and destroying his armament!
A lieutenant reminded worriedly: "Sir, I heard that Fu Yansheng has a close relationship with King Jin. If you file a complaint, will it implicate King Jin?"
Liu Qianhu was furious: "So what if it involves King Jin? If it was really King Jin who instigated it, then he is rebelling!"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Liu Qianhu was stunned.
Yes, why did Fu Hai suddenly break into Puwu? Although Puwu is not a big place, if King Jin really rebels, Puwu is the first gate to protect the capital! Liu Qianhu suddenly realized that he had discovered something great! Before breakfast, Liu Qianhu had already compiled a letter and sent someone to Pingshan Guard. This was not a petition, but a secret letter, an urgent letter that was urgently sent six hundred miles away.
It was only six hundred miles from Puwu Qianhu Camp to Pingshan Guard. This secret letter arrived in the hands of Wang Xu, the commander of Pingshan Guard, within an hour.
After Wang Xu read it, he broke into a cold sweat after thinking carefully. This matter was too big for him to make the decision. He called a soldier: "Send this letter to the capital in person and give it to Fan Ge at the Ministry of War." old!"
Wang Xu was born as a martial arts scholar, and Fan Ge, the current official of the Ministry of War, was his senior advisor back then.
Six hundred miles of urgent documents were delivered to the capital that night. In the morning of the next day, the Xinzhou Guards attacked Puwu Qianhu Camp at night and burned the official documents of the arsenal and presented them to the emperor.
The young emperor looked at the elders below, and the chief assistant met the emperor's questioning gaze: "Your Majesty, let's discuss it."
A few pavilion elders stayed behind, while the rest waited to withdraw from the court.
Before the elders entered the imperial study, the Empress Dowager in Cining Palace got the news that the Xinzhou Guards had sent troops to Pu Wu! The Empress Dowager was startled. A string of small-leaf red sandalwood bracelets she was playing with fell to the ground. The female historian beside her was startled. She quickly knelt down and picked up the bracelet, wiped it carefully with a handkerchief, and held it in her hands. before.
The Queen Mother did not go to pick him up, and sighed: "He really wants to rebel!"
There was silence in the hall. They knew who the "him" the Empress Dowager was talking about was.
King Jin!
Since the death of Princess Jin, the Empress Dowager has never mentioned the word King Jin again. Whenever she mentions it, she will use the word "he" instead.
"Come here, show me the study room!"
Just as the female historian was about to go out to deliver the order, the Empress Dowager stopped her again: "Forget it, let's announce our intention to enter the palace first."
At this time, the elders were all in the imperial study. If she went there, those guys would probably disgust her by saying "the harem is not allowed to participate in politics."
Although she has returned to the public now and has become the most noble woman in the world and the Empress Dowager, in the eyes of those veterans, she is still the Empress Min who was imprisoned by Emperor Taizu! She couldn't let those old guys get the hang of her.
Zhong Yi arrived soon. In addition to his identity as Jinyiwei Zhenfu, Zhong Yi also had another identity.
His great-grandmother's surname was Min, and she and the Empress Dowager were cousins. In terms of seniority, he would call the Empress Dowager his great-aunt. "You go to Jinyang and go quietly"
After the Empress Dowager finished giving her instructions, Zhong Yi asked: "That person?"
The Queen Mother's heart tightened, like a cat whose tail was suddenly pinched: "Let's wait until you come back from Jinyang."
Zhong Yi didn't say much and took the order to leave the palace.
Alas, the Empress Dowager is still getting old, and when people get older, they become less courageous. Otherwise, how could they be afraid of someone who has been missing for decades.
So what if that person is not dead? She is more than ten years older than the Empress Dowager. What else can an old lady of 90 or [-] years old do?
The old lady who was as powerful as the Marquis of Wu'an now had no choice but to show off her power in front of her daughter-in-law.
The day after Hirayama Wei's letter arrived in Beijing, He Ran returned to the capital with her people and her birds.
She sat leisurely on the third floor of Jinghong Tower, looking out the window. Without those annoying guards in uniform, even the street view was pleasant to the eye.
"Master, Zhong Yi has left the capital." Xiaoli couldn't wait to tell her the news that had just been sent to her.
He Ran pursed her lips and smiled: "Okay, what's going on with the emperor?"
Xiaoli opened the second bamboo tube: "The elders wanted Jin Wang and Fu Yan to be promoted to the capital and make it clear in person, but the Empress Dowager refused to let them go. The emperor had no idea, and they are still in a stalemate."
He Ran smiled again: "Okay."
Xiaoli opened the third bamboo tube and said, "Ah, this is the news from Zhending."
"What did you say?" He Ran asked.
"The Yan family is missing. The Yan family said that the He family killed the person. They went to the He family every day to make trouble and even reported it to the Yamen." Xiaoli said curiously. She had never seen the Yan family and didn't know what kind of person he was. .
He Ran knew that Yan was taken away by the Lao family, but he didn't know whether he was alive or dead for the time being.
But if it were her, she would not let Mr. Yan die silently. However, she didn't care what she did next. This was the hatred of the Lao family. A daughter and a granddaughter of the Lao family died. They can't take any revenge they want.
She laid a minefield and handed the lead to the Lao family. If the Lao family couldn't even do this well, then she would have nothing to say.
Xiaoli took out another roll of paper from the bamboo tube: "This is also a gift from my great-grandmother. It's about the cultural gathering in Jinghong Tower."
He Ran became interested: "Did you find a good idea in the cultural gathering?"
This was something she asked Zuo Xiaoai to pay special attention to before coming to the capital. The cultural gathering in Jinghong Tower was not to bring disgrace to the He family. The He family could just be left to Lao Guanghuai, so she was too lazy to do it herself.
She has just come back now. All her former sisters are old, and she has only met a few of the younger generations. Besides, her sisters are all like her, killing, eating, drinking, and having fun, so there must always be a few that can be used. A decent scholar.
So she wants to hold a literary party and select a few people who can be used, and at least they have to be good at writing.
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