Song Gexing

Chapter 66 The Origin of the Vulture Palace
"No, unless there is a spy in the army, no one can get these crossbows."

Thinking of the bed crossbow just now, Zhao Fang's expression changed. This is a strategic weapon. Each one has a number and record. Even if it is damaged, it will be registered and will never be allowed to leak out.

Dare to touch the bed crossbow is tantamount to rebellion, which will lead to the annihilation of the clan.

Before he could think about it again, suddenly a whining flute sound came. Zhao Fang was startled and immediately realized that his master had made a big move.

"Cover your ears and concentrate!"

He shouted in a low voice to the people around him. Although everyone didn't know why, they habitually obeyed the command, but the people further away did not hear it.

After only a while, I saw a man staggering around, as if he was tired.

A startling and angry voice sounded: "The soul-inducing song! Impossible, how come you are still alive!"

"Hehe, Nether Ghost Claw, you are a wild man who doesn't have that bitch in his family, you dare to assassinate my King Wei, even if the lord of Vulture Palace comes, you have to save your life!"

Zhao Fang, who was sober, was confused when he heard it. Why was the information in it so familiar? Wasn't Lingjiu Palace only in Lao Jin's novels?

"By the way, if there is no collector, isn't that the prototype of Li Qiushui?"

Zhao Fang's eyes widened and he looked curiously towards the direction where the sound came from. At this time, the sound of fighting on both sides was already inaudible.

Zhong E was clever, and when he sensed something was wrong, he immediately called out: "Brother who is sober, follow me. Brother Zhe, you go there and destroy the bed crossbow, and Yao and Yao stay behind to protect the king."

Zhao Fang was awakened, and he knew what was happening better, so he immediately ordered: "Go quickly! Those assassins have lost their fighting ability now."

Soon the screams started to sound one after another, and then Zhe Jizu came back quickly, holding a limp person in one hand.

"Your Majesty, I found this next to the crossbow on the bed. Granny Yan went after the enemy."

Before he finished speaking, a sound broke through the air, and Yan Qing's figure appeared, carrying a majestic man with a very handsome appearance.

"Mother-in-law, what is this?"

Zhao Fang curiously approached him, but Yan Qing threw him to the ground in disgust and said, "Tie him up."

Then he said to him: "The abandoned disciples of Lingjiu Palace in Tianshan Mountain, this matter is serious today. Not only the Khitan people, but also Xixia people are here, joining forces to ambush the king. It seems that they have been planning for a long time."

"And there are Khitans?"

When Zhao Fang heard that there were no collectors, he thought these people belonged to Xixia, but he didn't expect that the two parties would join forces to give him such a big gift.

Although he was surprised, he was still more interested in Lingjiu Palace, so he asked again: "Is Lingjiu Palace very powerful? In Tianshan, it is the Western Region. Is it a master sect of the Hu people?"

Yan Qing laughed when he heard this: "The Vulture Palace is indeed a mixture of Han and Hu, but the founder of the Vulture Master is my Song Dynasty. I fought with him several times."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Fang wanted to ask who won, but was too embarrassed to ask directly. He hesitated and seemed hesitant to speak.

Yan Qing looked at him and didn't know why. He smiled slightly and said: "That bald donkey is more skilled than me, but he can't resist the soul-inducing song. The three battles were all draws. It's a pity that he died. I have no opponent and I feel very lonely." !”

Zhao Fang was immediately dumbfounded. It was the first time he saw his old lady master being so arrogant. Yan Qing laughed and said, "I am telling you this to let you know that you should practice the soul-inducing song well and don't stare at those martial arts skills all day long. "

He was embarrassed to say this. Since he had a civil and military palace, he needed to gain proficiency in martial arts to increase his true energy. Therefore, he valued martial arts more than martial arts.

When he learned the soul-inducing song, he discovered that it did not increase his true energy, but increased his literary energy. This surprised him and made him feel useless.

You can just study by yourself. The soul-inducing song is too difficult. It is easy to learn but hard to master. The melody can be mastered with hard practice, but it has no offensive power at all.

If you want to use music to attack the enemy, you must master the artistic conception, but that thing can only be understood but cannot be expressed. Even Yan Qing could not explain it clearly when he taught him.To put it bluntly, this is a spiritual attack technique that requires one's own soul to resonate with the music melody in order to produce fluctuations that affect other people.

"Your Majesty, there are a total of one hundred and seven people, 31 of them are dead, and the rest have their hamstrings cut off and their hand tendons tied up."

Zhong Er finally came back to report, followed by Huangcheng Division and the leader of the Tianwu Army. Their faces were pale, obviously frightened.

Zhao Fang naturally understood what they were worried about. The crown prince of the Song Dynasty was ambushed under their protection, and they would not be able to escape the blame even if nothing happened.

"What are our casualties?"

"Eleven people died and 89 were injured, 13 of whom were seriously injured."

Zhao Fang frowned and nodded slightly, a little dissatisfied.

But when he looked at the dead who were carried to the street, there were 11 killed, nine of them were from the Imperial City Division, and most of the injured were from the Imperial City Division, so he relaxed his brows.

It's not that he favors one over the other, but if the Tianwu Army suffers more casualties, it means that this army is terrible. You must know that they are wearing armor, and the people in the Imperial City Division are not wearing armor.

"Bandage the wounds of the brothers and go back for treatment immediately. We must save the lives of the seriously injured brothers. All the assassins are brought to the Imperial City Prison for interrogation."

"promise!"

"and many more!"

Zhao Fang stopped the people who were turning to go and said: "Today was just an accident. I will personally tell His Majesty about this matter. You are loyal and protective and have not neglected your duty. Don't worry."

"Thank you King Wei!"

The soldiers immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and the originally depressed atmosphere suddenly became more lively. After they had finished cleaning up, people from the City Patrol Department and Kaifeng Mansion also arrived.

"The king is not injured, is he?"

Bao Zheng's face became even darker, and he jumped off the horse in a hurry, it seemed that he didn't even sit in a sedan chair to rush over.

Zhao Fang hurried over to greet him, called "Bao Qing" and whispered to him in a low voice.

"Okay, since it belongs to Liao and Xixia, let's put it in the Imperial City Department for interrogation."

Bao Zheng was not a stickler, and he knew that this matter should not be publicized, otherwise Liao and Xixia would definitely not be able to sit still, and this lawsuit would be fought.

"This matter involves the military. Let the Privy Council, the Three Yamen and the Ministry of War jointly investigate thoroughly, especially the double-bow bed crossbow."

Bao Zheng, who was holding back his anger, found out that the person who was ambushing him was using a bed crossbow. His beard and hair exploded, his thick eyebrows were raised, and his eyes shot out with murderous intent.

Zhao Fang naturally supported him, nodded his hair and said harshly: "Traitors will never be tolerated, no matter who they are, they will be killed without mercy!"

After leaving the rest to Bao Zheng, Zhao Fang rushed to the palace to comfort his parents. I am afraid that this matter has spread to the palace by now, and Zhao Zhen and his wife must be anxious.

Sure enough, when he arrived in the palace, he heard his father's angry voice, which he had never seen before, coming from the Daqing Palace.

He quickly signaled to the little eunuch accompanying him. The little guy was excited and immediately screamed knowingly: "The King of Wei is here!"

There was a sudden silence in the Daqing Hall, and an anxious cry came out: "Quick! Hurry up!"

(End of this chapter)