Miss Almighty

Chapter 181
Jia Zheng said bluntly: "My lord is talented, why don't you invite yourself to go to the ancient Mo'er grassland to preach to those barbarians the wisdom and benevolence of our majesty. I believe that with your ability, you will be able to persuade the barbarians on the grassland to submit to our dynasty." , pay tribute every year and come to court every year.”

After the man heard this, his face flushed even more, his eyes stared fixedly at Jia Zheng, his body trembled several times, and then he suddenly passed out on the ground.Immediately someone supported him, shaking and pinching him, finally Xuanyuan Zhaoming said impatiently: "Master Gu has a convulsion, send him to rest soon."

Immediately, two imperial guards walked in, carried him out, and put him into the ear room next door. He heard no movement, and the person who had closed his eyes suddenly opened them tremblingly, looked around vigilantly, and saw that there was indeed nothing. Man, he breathed a long sigh of relief, then gritted his teeth and said, "Hi Jia Zheng!"

In the Huangji Hall, Xuanyuan Zhaoming ordered the eunuch to present the loaded crossbow, then held it in his hand and looked at it, and aimed at the ministers in the hall. Yu Xuanyuan Zhaoming did not dare to hide from Xuanyuan Zhaoming's obscenity, and some people were so frightened that they wet their pants immediately.

Xuanyuan Zhaoming snorted coldly, and withdrew the hanging knife!

"Hoo!" An arrow whizzed and shot out, grazed the man's left ear, and finally nailed to the pillar.

"Hoo!" Another arrow shot out whistling, past the man's right ear, and finally nailed to the door.

"Hoo!" The last arrow flew out with a whistling sound, and finally nailed the man's forehead.

"Bang!" The dead man fell heavily on the ground, his eyes wide open, filled with horror, and blood slowly flowed out from three wounds.

"Useless waste, what's the use of keeping it?" Xuanyuan Zhaoming threw down the crossbow in his hand, and smiled at Jia Zheng again, "This thing is very good, I like it very much, Jia Zheng, this crossbow was thought of by the Yue family." Did it come out?"

Jia Zheng lowered his eyes, bowed and said, "Report to Your Majesty, no! This thing was made by a recruit."

"Recruit?" Xuanyuan Zhaoming asked suspiciously.

"Exactly, this man was an orphan, and his whole family was killed by grassland people. He wanted revenge, but unfortunately he was not good at archery. Later, he racked his brains and suddenly came up with such a weapon that can separate the string from the aiming." , you don’t need to pull the string while aiming, which greatly improves the accuracy of the arrow technique, and the operation is simple, even recruits who have never practiced bow and arrow, can get started as quickly as possible and become a sharpshooter!”

Xuanyuan Zhaoming touched his chin with his fingers, and said with interest: "This person has some skills, what's his name?"

Jia Zheng became nervous for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Return to Your Majesty, this person... this person's name is Wang Wu."

Xuanyuan Zhaoming smiled slightly. "In that case, Jia Zheng, tell King Rong after you go back, I want this Wang Wu."

"My humble minister... I would like to obey the holy order!"

One month later, Prince Rong's Mansion.

"Wang Wu, it's going to be bad luck for you to go, have you really thought it through?" Rong Lie looked at the young man kneeling in front of him with complicated eyes.

That person was only seventeen or eighteen years old at most, and there was still a little childishness on his increasingly resolute face. He raised his head and looked at Rong Lie seriously and firmly. "My lord, please don't worry, my subordinates are very clear about what they are about to face. The lord and the eldest lady are their benefactors. For the sake of the lord and the eldest lady, even if it is death, the subordinates are willing!"

Rong Lie sighed and said, "But you might be living a life worse than death!"

Wang Wu grinned brightly, with a little innocence. "If the subordinate survives by luck, I believe that one day, the prince and the eldest lady will definitely rescue the subordinate."

"You are right. If you are lucky enough to survive, I will rescue you even if the entire Chaoyang City is turned upside down! If you die, I will avenge you and keep your brother free from worries for the rest of his life!" Helan Qianhua tweeted Opening the door, she walked in with heavy steps step by step, she looked up at Rong Lie, with tears in her eyes, "Uncle, do you have to send him there?"

Rong Lie patted her shoulder, took out a silk handkerchief and wiped her tears. "Qianhua, someone must go, either him, or someone from the Yue family."

"Can't it be said that he died on the battlefield?"

"In that case, the Emperor will be suspicious."

Helan Qianhua blinked her eyes to keep her tears from flowing, she turned to look at Wang Wu, and said seriously: "Wang Wu, if possible, you must work hard to survive!"

Wang Wu immediately said excitedly: "Miss, don't worry, this subordinate... knows what to do!"

Rong Lie hugged Helan Qianhua into his arms. "Qianhua, he should go."

Wang Wu stood up and walked out without looking back.

He Lan Qianhua tightly grasped Rong Lie with both hands, looked up at him and asked, "Uncle, will such things happen in the future?"

Rong Lie looked at her complicatedly, and finally said: "Qianhua, as long as you are strong enough, you will be able to protect the people you care about."

"There will be such a day, I promise." He Lan Qianhua said firmly, not only for Rong Lie, but also for himself.

In the 48th year of Tianzhao, the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, this day was Helan Qianhua's ninth birthday, and it was also the festival day for Helan's family.

In the Minghua Courtyard, Mingji ordered people to set up an altar and burn incense to pay homage.

Helan Qianhua and Mingji were wearing white robes and white flowers on their heads, kneeling in front of the altar.

"Qianhua, remember who is our enemy."

"Mother, I've always kept it in my heart. Sooner or later, I will want all of them to pay with blood!"

Ming Ji stopped talking, ordered someone to fetch the guqin, and played it slowly.She played a sacrificial song, and the sound could not go away for a long time, hitting people's hearts with every sound. It seemed that the scene of He Lan's family being ransacked and beheaded appeared before Helan Qianhua's eyes. It rolled down, and then flashed the scene of He Lancheng being tortured to a bloody mess. He Lan Qianhua only felt that his heart was getting more and more sore, as if his heart was tightly wrapped by something, and then it became tighter and tighter, and finally wrapped around her. Can't breathe.

Suddenly, the originally crisp voice suddenly became dull. Helan Qianhua was shocked, and subconsciously looked at Ming Ji, only to see that her hands were already stained with blood, and the strings were even soaked in blood.

He Lanqianhua hurried over and held Ming Ji's hand to prevent her from continuing to play. "Mom, your hand is hurt!"

Ming Ji turned her head to look at her, blood and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes slowly.

"Mother!" He Lan Qianhua hurriedly hugged Ming Ji tightly and shouted in panic, "Mother, are you alright?"

"I...I'm fine." Mingji's voice choked up, "Qianhua, don't worry, mother is really fine, I just...just think of your father."

The imperial capital, the imperial palace, and the Jiaofang Palace.

"Mother, are you looking for a daughter?" Xuanyuan Jingshu was wearing a fiery red fox fur cloak, with a circle of snow-white and soft fur on the side, which made it even more beautiful and beautiful.

(End of this chapter)