The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 702
Things are easy to foresee.

On the day of the emperor's grandson's wedding, once the king of Han takes action, it will definitely be a turmoil that can be recorded in history.

The emperor must be furious.

The emperor got angry and buried his corpse for thousands of miles.

As the most trusted advisor of the King of Han, Dong Chengfeng is the one that the Jin Yiwei must capture no matter whether the King of Han succeeds or fails.

The result after taking it is the word death.

There is a saying in this world: Don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the eventuality.

"Miss Yan, what will you do if the Jin Yiwei comes? What if Dong Chengfeng's true identity is found out?"

The more Zhu Yuanmo analyzed, the more alarming he became.

"It's not just you, the owner of this courtyard, Mr. Pei, and Mr. Xie, who has a close relationship with you;

The Pei family behind Little Master Pei, the Xie family behind Third Master;

There are also Li Buyan, Zhu Qing, Ding Yi and Huang Qi, all of them will be implicated. "

These people in front of me, since Zhu Xuanjiu exploded the coffin, have spared no effort to help the Zhu family, come and go in the wind and rain, without a single cry of pain or tiredness. If anything happens...

Even if he, Zhu Yuanmo, reaches the underworld, his conscience will not be at ease.

After saying that, the whole study was silent.

The expressions on everyone's faces were extremely solemn.

Zhu Yuanmo's reminder was right.

Dong Chengfeng is none other than Dong Chengfeng, who played the piano for the former prince and is also the only living person in the former prince's mansion so far.

As for the former prince, he was the counterpart of the one on the dragon throne. No one dared to mention him, let alone that they hid Dong Chengfeng, who was related to the former prince.

This is the crime of beheading!

There was a unique calmness in Yan Sanhe's eyes.

"Then there is only one way. Don't send Dong Chengfeng to another hospital, but take him directly out of the imperial city. I will ask him on the road. I will ask him all the way, so as not to cause trouble to the third master and little master Pei."

Xie Zhifei: "You are my god-sister. If it really comes to that, can you let it go?"

Pei Xiao sneered: "I come to this other courtyard every day, it's weird to be able to tell the difference!"

"Look!"

Yan San folded his hands and said, "No matter what you do, there are risks. Zhu Yuanmo, what do you think we should do?"

Zhu Yuanmo was speechless when asked.

Not only the third master and the little master Pei can't tell the difference, but even the Zhu family may not be able to tell the difference.

"When things get to this point, we have no choice but to bite the bullet and move on."

Xie Zhifei’s voice was low: “What we have to do now is to minimize the risk.”

Pei Xiao touched his chin: "It's a good idea to take him out of the imperial city directly. Once the matter is over, we can also let him fly away."

Li Buyan pondered: "Then we need to prepare a larger carriage."

Huang Qi: "You also need to put some dry food in the car."

Ding Yi: "There must be a big shot riding in this carriage, and he must have a legitimate reason to leave the city so that no one will be suspicious."

Yan Sanhe: "These must be discussed carefully, and there can be no mistakes."

Seeing that Zhu Yuanmo still looked worried, Xie Zhifei patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother Zhu, remember Yan Sanhe's words: do your best and obey fate."

Little Master Pei suddenly chuckled: "I have been working with Yan Sanhe to solve the demons in my heart, and my head has been pinned to the waistband of my pants."

"What are you afraid of!"

Li Buyan came around and snorted: "At worst, 18 years from now, my aunt will be a tomboy again."

Ding Yi stepped forward: "Anyway, I will do whatever Miss Yan and Third Master ask me to do, and don't think much about anything else."

Huang Qi followed: "It's useless to think too much, and there is no choice."

Zhu Qing stood firmly behind Third Master: "Master Zhu, don't worry, Miss Yan can turn danger into good luck every time."

Zhu Yuanmo's eyes were so hot that he suddenly thought of the inner demon. At the beginning, he came to the other courtyard to beg Yan Sanhe.

This is also the room.

Yan Sanhe looked at him coldly and said to him: "I want you to be loyal to me in the future."

He thought to himself, is this girl crazy and talking nonsense?

I am the head of the Zhu family, and I will only be loyal to the emperor in this life. You are just a goddess, what do you think?
Looking back now...

Zhu Yuanmo stepped back five or six steps, raised his hands, bent down, and gave Yan Sanhe and the people around her a deep bow.

After the salute, he wiped his tears with his sleeves and said, "Let me tell you a fortune..." "Zhu Yuanmo."

Yan Sanhe looked at him coldly: "Do you know what the highest state of fortune-telling is?"

Zhu Yuanmo was startled: "What is it?"

"It's not accurate!"

……

The wedding day of the emperor's grandson is scheduled for February 26.

The Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Duanmu Palace... everyone was so busy that they wished they had to run away.

The Ministry of War was also nervous, preparing forage and war horses before the war.

After the great grandson's wedding, the army was about to set out soon, and the emperor personally led the expedition without any carelessness.

The busier ones are the people in other courtyards.

Every night, the study was brightly lit, and everyone gathered in this small room to discuss every detail of bringing Dong Chengfeng out of Sijiu City.

No mistakes can be made;

Don't dare to make mistakes.

If you get it wrong, you will be doomed.

Amidst all the busyness, the Han Palace was eerily quiet.

The King of Han did not send any more invitations to the palace. He stayed in the palace every day, practicing martial arts, drinking tea, and quietly waiting for the arrival of his nephew's wedding.

It seems that he has taken his own favor and loss of favor lightly.

Such an abnormality made the followers of the King of Han a little confused: What's going on? Are they really no longer interested in the dragon chair and don't want to give it a try?

Time passed slowly and leisurely.

On February [-]th, the weather suddenly turned hot. Wearing a winter robe and walking on the road, I started to sweat profusely.

It’s rare to see temperatures this high in February!

On February 24, it was too hot to wear even single clothes, and the scorching sun hung in the sky. The farmers in the fields complained that the weather was too abnormal.

The weather on February 25th was even more bizarre.

The sky was clear early in the morning, and there was a hint of summer heat in the air.

The temperature is even higher in the afternoon, and people standing under the sun feel as if they are about to be burned.

In the evening the weather became gloomy.

After a while, a strong wind blew, and the wind blew dark clouds, and the sky darkened instantly.

Soon, rumbles of thunder were heard in the distance, and streaks of lightning split the dark sky from time to time, and the Forty-Nine City felt like the sky was falling apart.

Thunder struck in February, a strange thing that had never happened before.

The ancients said: If the spring thunder does not strike and the winter thunder does not hide, the country will suffer when the army rises;

The ancients also said: When there is thunder in the first month of spring, the people do not cook, and it is mourning and epidemic.

This is God trying to punish people!

The people ran home one after another, so much so that before nightfall, not a single person was seen in the streets and alleys of Sijiu City.

now.

Everyone in the Military and Horse Division is patrolling outside;
Jinyiwei, the emperor's personal guards, have also begun to set up defenses in the city;

The prince's personal guards once again patrolled the route taken by the grandson's wedding tomorrow;

Xie Zhifei was riding on his horse, looking at the dark clouds above his head, his heart pounding.

There are thousands of choices for Qin Tianjian, why did he choose such a day.

So unlucky!
"Boss, the search in Dongcheng and Beicheng has been completed, and no suspicious persons have been seen."

"Boss, everything is normal in Nancheng and Xicheng."

"Don't be careless."

Xie Zhifei has a loud voice.

"The emperor's grandson is getting married tomorrow. There must not be any mistakes. I tell my brothers to keep a close eye on every alley and intersection!"

"Yes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a man and a horse galloping towards him in the distance.

(End of this chapter)