Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 208 The rain is coming
"Just give him the word rain."

Hearing what Li Shimin said, Wen Yong kowtowed to thank Dade, he looked at the baby in his arms with a smile in his eyes, and wanted to touch the baby's immature face with his rough hands:

"From now on, you will be called Ayu."

The big eyes of the baby in his arms were pure and flawless, and his little hands moved erratically, as if responding.

Zhao Wujiang looked around, the fog in the memory scene was getting heavier and heavier, gradually extending from a distance, swallowing the mottled past around him.

"Little Ah Zhao!"

A soft call sounded.

Zhao Wujiang's body trembled involuntarily, the voice was familiar to the bone and blood, he shook his head, he couldn't remember who the voice was, but he must have seen the owner of the voice.

He looked around, and the sound came from where the thick fog spread.

"Little Ah Zhao?" The owner of the voice seemed a little dissatisfied, slightly unhappy.

Zhao Wujiang hurriedly walked into the depths of the fog, waving his hands frantically, trying to clear the fog.

"Zhao Wujiang!"

The voice was light and sweet, and there was another reproach, with anger:

"What are you looking at?"

What are you looking at?What are you looking at?You are here. Zhao Wujiang looked around, everything was gradually covered by the thick fog, and there was nothingness in sight.

Immediately afterwards, the thick fog continued to surge, like a sea of ​​clouds churning, Zhao Wujiang slowly opened his eyes, and the great eunuch Wen Yong in front of him had completely died, and the last trace of his spirit had disappeared.

Zhao Wujiang was also forced to come out of the memory scene, he looked at the whole bedroom, A Yu was sobbing on Wen Yong's body, Wu Meiniang had sat beside him at some point, holding his palm tightly.

"Wujiang." Wu Meiniang's beautiful eyes were as tender as water, and she gently stroked Zhao Wujiang's face with her slender hands, and she gently wiped away the tears that fell from the corners of Zhao Wujiang's eyes at an unknown time:

"Life and death are fate, you don't need to be too sad."

In Zhao Wujiang's eyes, Wu Meiniang's exquisite and pretty face became more and more charming and blurred. He had a sense of unreality as if he had been in another world.

Who is the owner of that voice at the end?Why did she call me Xiao Ah Zhao?Why did she ask me what I was looking at?Is it really me she asked?Or is it me from the past?

Zhao Wujiang was full of doubts in his heart. After Wen Yong completely dissipated the last trace of the spirit, the memory scene also collapsed. He had no time to see the owner of the voice.

He finally sighed and clenched Wu Meiniang's hand. What happened in the past two days made him dazed, and the drastic change happened too suddenly.

Zhao Wujiang originally thought that Yuan Tiangang would take away Li Zhi's luck at least until Su Dingfang brought back the news.

But I didn't expect Yuan Tiangang to be so urgent.

It seemed that he didn't want to wait any longer, or that Tian Shui's backlash against him was intensifying, and he urgently needed strength now.

Now that Emperor Gaozong and Li Zhi are dead, the regime is about to undergo a major change, and the court will also usher in turmoil!

Mountains and rains are about to come and winds fill the building! Zhao Wujiang sighed, "In the second month of Xianqing year, if Xianqing does not appear, it is full of hidden worries.

"Meiniang." Zhao Wujiang gently embraced Wu Meiniang's soft and boneless waist, and said in a deep voice, "I'll go out and have a look."

He wanted to go out to see the results of the battle between Li Changfeng and Xi, Anger, Sorrow and Yuan Tiangang, which would directly affect Wu Meiniang's ascension to the throne.

If Yuan Tiangang wins, he must support Prince Li Zhong to succeed to the throne in a stable manner, and will not let Wu Meiniang ascend the throne directly.

Because after Li Zhi's death, Yuan Tiangang's next target must be Wu Meiniang. Once Wu Meiniang ascends the throne, she will bring the luck of the Tang Dynasty to bless her body, which is really in line with Yuan Tiangang's wishes.

Yuan Tiangang is not really a person with luck, he cannot get the luck of Tang Dynasty himself, but he can get it by devouring other people's luck, but Zhao Wujiang doesn't understand how he locks his own luck Not leaked.

"Don't mess around at this time!" After Zhao Wujiang finished the last sentence, he stepped out under Wu Meiniang's worried eyes and disappeared in Qifeng Palace.

After Li Zhi died, the stubborn veterans would naturally support Prince Li Zhong's ascension to the throne, but at the same time those who supported Empress Wu would also find ways to support Wu Meiniang's ascension to the throne.

There must be a struggle between the two big factions. At that time, it will be a real shock between the government and the opposition.

From the status of the minister of the dragon, the struggle that was originally verbal and verbal will be directly turned into a bright sword, light and sword, from quarrels to limbs, from embarrassment to life!
Rain poured down, accompanied by lightning and thunder.

The grand master is already invincible in the world. Although the grand master is only the second rank of martial arts, but the first rank is not visible in the world, the grand master is naturally the pinnacle of martial arts.

Zhao Wujiang ran wildly in the heavy rain, constantly following the battlefield of the six people.

"boom!"

A dull collision sound resounded in mid-air, the rain curtain turned into ripples visible to the naked eye, the vast cultivation base stirred, there was no rain under the sky for a while, and the water vapor was evaporated by the cultivation base.

"Zhao Zun!"

There was a shout under the rain, and then a man wearing the uniform of a secretary and provincial official came running quickly.

Zhao Wujiang recognized him, this is an ordinary book writer in the secretary's province, and now Zhao Zun's voice made Zhao Wujiang understand that this is also a person in Huguofang.

Most of the entire secretarial province are staff from Huguofang.

"Wang Zun ordered the villain to come to you in a hurry!" Zhu Shulang knelt on one knee, with a respectful expression, and ignored the rain-soaked robe.

"Let's go." Zhao Wujiang said in a deep voice, he patted his palm lightly, and the force of his palm hit Shulang's body, and the martial arts energy directly steamed Shulang's robe dry.

The author looked excited, bowed and said, "Thank you Zhao Zun!"

He is close to Zhao Wujiang's side, and the rain is not close to him.

Soon, Zhao Wujiang came to the Fourth Library Pavilion of Secretary Province.

Wang Yifang had been waiting for a long time, and his expression was extremely serious.

Beside him is Li Xiaozuo, a girl in pink and white.

"Brother, something has happened." Wang Yifang cut to the chase, the three of them sat on the ground, and he handed out an urgent letter.

"Eight hundred miles hastened. Goguryeo on the northeast border invaded the border of the Tang Dynasty the day before yesterday. Zhang Weimin has ordered the governor of Youzhou to lead his troops to fight."

Zhao Wujiang nodded, he did not interrupt Wang Yifang, he knew that if it was just this matter, Wang Yifang would not look so solemn.

"Fusang in the east of the sea is also ready to move.

And General Xue attacked Huihe, although three arrows fixed Tianshan, but Huihe suddenly received a large number of reinforcements, and now he is also stationed on the northern border of the Tang Dynasty, General Xue asked for help. "

Wang Yifang's expression became more and more dignified: "General Su pursued Ashina Helu to Shida Kingdom, the Lord of Shida Kingdom rescued Ashina Helu, refused to negotiate with Tang, and now he is confronting General Su!
Zhao Wujiang frowned, this kind of confrontation consumes too much for Datang Fang, Shi Daguo is already close to Central Asia, and too far away from Datang.

"You should know why these things happened!" Wang Yifang took out another letter from his cuff.

With a sullen face, Zhao Wujiang took another letter: "The emperor has passed away."

Wang Yifang nodded: "The emperor died suddenly, and the Tang Dynasty will be in chaos in a short time! These small border countries dare to pop up at this juncture. Needless to say, you know it, brother, they must be ordered by others!"

"Yuan Tiangang?" Zhao Wujiang was puzzled.

"There is a high probability that it is him, but other possibilities cannot be ruled out." Wang Yifang's eyes were slightly cold:

"These battles will consume Datang's vitality, but they can't defeat Datang at all! If it is him, what is his purpose?"

"Turkic Strange Object?" Zhao Wujiang Fu Lin said heartily: "Brother, Yuan Tiangang doesn't know what the Turkic Strange Object looks like, so how can he get it?
Could this be his backhand? "

(End of this chapter)