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Chapter 89 [Emperor Qing went mad]

Shadowless feet!
The 50-meter sword was not found, and Emperor Qing flew around and kicked repeatedly. The prince only felt a powerful force spread from his chest to his internal organs and then to his back.

With a sound of tearing, the clothes on the back spread out and exploded in all directions with the spine, and the sound was clear and clear throughout the silent imperial study.

Mixed with the whistling wind, it seemed a bit harsh.

Wang Gonggong flew out in the air, spitting blood from his mouth and splashing on the ground in a parabola.

The moment he landed, he felt as if an unknown number of bones were broken, and he seemed to hear the sound of bones breaking from his body to his ears.

It was a hustle and bustle that could be compared to death. My heart was tight, my teeth were clenched tightly and I dared not make a sound. I resisted the pain in my heart and hurriedly crawled in from outside the hall and knelt down, praying:

"Your Majesty, spare your life!"

At this moment, Wang Gonggong, who has been against Eunuch Hou for many years but has never found a chance to settle his grievances, seems to be enlightened a lot with the pain, and instantly understands the reason for all this.

Even though he didn't know why His Majesty was so angry that he became murderous, he knew very well that he was plotted against by that damned Eunuch Hou who fell into the cesspit when he was a child.

As for the bet on whether General Fan would go to Zuixianju today, he inadvertently inquired about it from Eunuch Hou, so he sent people to follow Fan Zui to watch his whereabouts all the way.

I thought it was already dark when General Fan returned to the Fan Mansion, and it would be impossible to come out again, but I didn't expect that the heavens had eyes and wanted Eunuch Hou to lose the bet with His Majesty.

Therefore, the prince's first thought after receiving the news was to tell His Majesty the good news as soon as possible.

Thinking about it, it should be a shameful thing for His Majesty to lose in a bet with a servant.

If he sends the good news of the comeback to His Majesty in time, rewards should be indispensable, and maybe he can take the opportunity to throw stones at his deadly enemy.

But he never expected that it would end like this...

Nine out of ten of the bones in his body should be broken, and now he still has a breath, and it is all supported by his own cultivation, and His Majesty's serial kicks of Wuying were merciful at the last moment.

Otherwise, there would be another nameless corpse in the palace today covered with a white cloth and taken out for cremation.

This kind of thing is very common in the palace, and no one will be surprised or surprised.

"roll!"

In the hall, amidst the whistling wind outside the window, Emperor Qing simply said a simple but majestic and angry word.

Hearing this, Wang Gonggong hurriedly kowtowed in gratitude for the grace of not killing, and then rushed to the Imperial Hospital with the support of the guards, maybe he could be rescued.

There was a fiery breath from the iron-smelting furnace in the imperial study room, and the slight explosion of sparks could be heard from time to time.

Emperor Qing looked at the black and high-quality iron block that had faded from the redness and cooled down on the refining platform, and the more he looked at it, the more disgusted he became.

He reached out to pick up the iron block and threw it out of the hall.

It hit the armor with a bang and bounced aside, but accidentally hit Eunuch Hou who just walked in.

It brushed away from the neck narrowly and dangerously, bringing up a trace of blood and tingling.

Eunuch Hou was so frightened that he didn't dare to take another half step forward, he immediately knelt down and said in panic:
"Your Majesty, calm down!"

Sitting in front of the imperial case, Emperor Qing picked up the bow and arrow that had failed in the past, and aimed at it.

However, Eunuch Hou, who was kneeling below, saw this scene while raising his head slightly, but was frightened out of his wits.

Because no one knows whether he is aiming at a person or armor, except for the ninety-five supreme being sitting above him at the moment.

"Your Majesty, forgive me, Your Majesty, forgive me..."

Eunuch Hou prostrated himself on the ground, trembling slightly.

He is not as good at martial arts as Wang Gonggong, and he was able to serve Emperor Qing all these years only because he was loyal enough, smart enough and observant.

"General Fan really went to Zuixianju overnight?"

A fleeting gloomy look flashed in Emperor Qing's eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking at the moment.

"Return...Report to Your Majesty, General Fan has just come out of the Fan Mansion, and it seems that he is indeed heading towards Zuixianju."

Before the words fell, there was the sound of the whistle as the arrow feathers came off the string.

Eunuch Hou closed his eyes tightly, his face was ashen, but he insisted on not dodging, dodging, or evading.

After a long time, it seemed that he could still hear his own rapid heartbeat. He hurriedly opened his eyes and gasped heavily.

"Send me an order, Minister Xuanfan enters the palace!" Emperor Qing said with a seemingly calm expression after putting down the bow and arrow in his hand.

"Minions take orders!"

Eunuch Hou stumbled and got up and trotted away in a hurry. He came outside the palace and hurried to Fan's mansion under the escort of several forbidden soldiers.

After Eunuch Hou left, Emperor Qing's eyes fell on the undamaged armor, and he said to himself with a little anger:
"I can't take care of that bastard, and I can't take care of you, old fellow?"

at the same time.

The backyard of Fan Mansion.

Candles were lit under the shelf full of grape vines, and the whole family gathered together to push Pai Gow on the stone pillar table specially found by the sea.

Fan Jian, Liu Ruyu, Fan Sizhe, and Fan Ruoruo are actually the real family in the Earl's mansion in Kyoto.

As for Fan Zui and Fan Xian, in fact, at most they were fostered in Fan's residence, and they could not be regarded as real relatives connected by blood.

"Father, it's your turn." Fan Sizhe played the self-drawing card in his hand that was very good for his whole game, and could even win.

"Nonsense!" Fan Jian stroked his short beard and smiled, picked up the card that Fan Sizhe had just played, and won the whole game again.

"Give money, give money." The servant of the household department who was in charge of the entire treasury of Qing Kingdom was quite happy at the moment.

Because he has won eighteen times in a row.

Looking at the more and more money in front of him, he seemed to appreciate the joy of this game.

In the shadow under the night, besides the firelight in his eyes, there is also a joy and a warm smile that he has not shown in front of his family for a long time.

Seeing this scene, Liu Ruyu, who had already lost eighteen rounds in a row, suddenly understood what the bastard had said to her stupid son before leaving.

It should be him who gave Sizhe the idea, otherwise how could this elm brain of a silly son be enlightened.

In fact, if a few people talk about their poker skills and overall planning in detail, no one is the opponent of Fan Sizhe, a gambler who grew up at the poker table.

However, until now, Fan Sizhe had never won a hand, but Fan Jian, who was sitting next to him, had been winning all the time.

If you don't win and let others win, this is probably the real master.

Looking at the smile on Fan Jian's face, Liu Ruyu secretly thought that the bastard is not so bad after all.

But it would be better if it didn't make her angry.

"Father, you won all our money..." Fan Sizhe said with a bitter face.

"That's it for today. Just remember the money you owe me first, and just deduct it from your pocket money in the future."

When Fan Sizhe heard that his money was being deducted, Fan Sizhe seemed to be stepped on by a night cat whose tail was stepped on. He was very unhappy, and immediately retorted:

"Father, don't be so ruthless, although you are lucky enough to explode after winning [-] rounds in a row, don't be too happy.

After all, good luck usually turns bad when it reaches its peak. This is what I have learned over the years. "

Fan Jian took a look at this silly son but was not angry. He didn't believe in good luck or bad luck.

It's already late at night today, and I'm about to go to bed soon, what bad luck can happen.

This silly boy!

(End of this chapter)