Repugnant Gateway

The street looked cold and clear, and the sound of the carriage wheels running over the bluestone road seemed so clear. The carriage wobbled slightly, and it always made people feel drowsy during this quiet night. But the people in the carriage were very worried. She was sitting in the carriage, holding her forehead in her hand, and her eyes were worried.

She thought about two things back and forth ... First, why did Lord Shang Shu specifically ask her husband? A few years ago, her husband Shang Huicheng was seriously injured, and since then she has tried her best to save him. If she hadn't given up, Shanghui City might have died long ago. After all, that kind of injury, even if all the famous doctors in the world come, there is no way to find all the medicines needed.

The husband had been in a coma for a few years, and the men in the military department had never taken the initiative to ask. Moreover, the Ministry of the People's Republic of China has been evasive about that matter, and no one wants to mention it. Today, Master Shang Shu asked, and said that there might be some movement on the Queen Mother's side. Why?

Zhuang Feifei thought about Chen Zaiyan's few words and always felt that Chen Zaiyan had nothing to say.

It seems that I really want to send my husband out of Beijing as soon as possible, but where can I send it?

Daxi?

Under the sky, Daxi is a place where the people of the Yan Kingdom dare not wanton.

The second thing is about security.

To be honest, Zhuang Feifei doesn't know what he thinks about An Zheng. She knows that Anzheng has graciousness for herself, but gratitude has always been reported. It can even be said that she has returned a lot of contention. But she was willing to treat An Zheng as a friend ... she could not be said to be a friend, more like a ... brother?

The word "brother" popped up in her mind, and her spirit shook.

This is what I am thinking about, how can Anzheng be my own brother, but there is a kind of intimate feeling in the teenager.

But the more she wanted to deny her thoughts, the more the thought went out involuntarily. She had a younger brother, who was weak and sick from an early age. At that time, her family was poor. Although her father and mother worked hard for her, she failed to save her brother. The younger brother was just like the contention that she first saw in the magical world, thin and thin, looking weak, but stubborn.

Constantly, the memories of the younger brother and the shadow of An Zheng in the mind kept overlapping, making her more and more confused.

With a squeak, the carriage stopped outside the gate of Tian Qizong.

"Sir, it's here."

The driver who drove the bus was an old man, who seemed to be at least 50 years old, but he was full of energy. Wearing a straw hat, exposed gray hair with temples. His skin tone is very dark, and the skin tone of people who often sunbathe will be like this. He kept a goatee, looking at the appearance is a very kind old man.

"Thank you, lord, go back first."

Zhuang Feifei said something, and then walked towards the door.

The old man asked, "I really don't need me to stay?"

Zhuang Feifei shook his head: "Tianqi Zongzong is our friend, Anzheng is my friend, I won't be in trouble here."

The old man known as Guiye nodded: "That line, I will go back first, you will send a signal when something happens, I will rush over."

Zhuang Feifei said: "Go back and rest, Huicheng hasn't awakened in recent years, and you and Zhang Lao are both in and out of the Jushang courtyard. Without you, I would have been unable to persevere.

Gui Ye sighed: "We don't work hard, Mr. Da is really hard, not easy."

Zhuang Feifei nodded: "Thank you."

Gui Ye shook his head and got into the carriage and left. He did not go far, and stopped at the willow under the big willow tree on the street, resting his eyes on the carriage with his eyes closed. It looks like he is asleep, but within a thousand kilometers, as long as there is a small amount of cultivation power fluctuations, he can't hide him.

Zhuang Feifei lightly knocked on the door. After a moment, the door creaked open. Old Huo leaned out and looked out, a little surprised: "Sir, how come you came so early."

It was not long before dawn at this time, and the Orient had become slightly whitish.

Zhuang Feifei smiled: "There are some urgent matters to see your suzerain, please also report."

Old Huo opened the door: "Come in quickly and the dew is heavy outside."

He closed the door and led Zhuang Feifei to the courtyard. Those guys who had been up early at this time were already standing on the Yanwuchang, and those people looked dignified, and they seemed to have a very depressed sadness. Zhuang Feifei finds it interesting. She always feels that Anzheng is very unusual. Even everyone around Anzheng is unusual.

She also wore a generous man's costume, so the men in the Yanwuchang didn't care. Going further, a few guys in shorts were taking a shower with the cold water that just came out of the well, and under the glare of the torches, those people looked very magnificent one by one. There are some white clothes on the shelf next to it. They should have been bought somewhere in the night, and they will be replaced later. They are people who want to carry the coffin, so get up early to bathe and change clothes.

When Old Huo led Zhuang Feifei to the door of Anzheng, the door was pushed open from the inside, and Anzheng came out with a tired face: "Come in and sit down, Lord Huo, let people make some breakfast and bring it over."

Old Huo nodded: "I'll go now."

Zhuang Feifei entered the door, this was the first time she walked into Anzheng's room. After she entered the door, she looked closely and found that the furnishings in the room were extremely simple. Apart from the necessary things, there are no decorations at all.

Zhuang Feifei sat down and said with a smile: "It's not like a house for everyone to treasure. In the family of those treasurers I know, which house is not a pile of valuable treasures. In your house, the most valuable The chair of Huanghuali is still repaired. "

An Zheng bitterly smiled: "You still have a mood to joke."

Zhuang Feifei raised his beautiful eyebrows: "It's not that I'm in trouble, nor that I killed people, how can I not be in a joke. But your friend's thing ... don't be too sad, people can't die Resurrection, you want to drive a little bit. In any case, you have avenged him. "

An Zheng said: "Thank you."

Zhuang Feifei said: "Don't be so polite with me, where are the people?"

An Zheng pointed to the outside: "A shed will be built in the yard in a moment, and now the corpse is in the hall outside."

"Take me to burn some paper money, and when I leave the funeral, I'm afraid I won't have time to come."

Zhuang Feifei got up, and Anzhen did not stop, leading her out of the room.

In the hall, Jin Sanling's body had been sorted out, and he was washed, stitched up and replaced with new clothes. He lay there as if he were asleep.

In front of Jin Sanling's body was a table for humans.

Anzheng found a brazier and handed Zhuang Feifei some paper money. Zhuang Feifei squatted down and lit the paper money in the brazier: "This brother, go well, your Qiu Anzheng has paid for you. You have a brother like him , It ’s good. I know there must be a lot of concerns when you leave, so come back often and see, no one will be afraid of you. "

An Zheng stared blankly at Zhuang Feifei, not expecting Zhuang Feifei to say such things.

Zhuang Feifei solemnly burned all the paper money, and then got up and bowed to the body: "An Zheng has a brother like you and is very happy. I am older than him and will send you a ride as his sister."

As soon as this sentence came out, Zhuang Feifei regretted it.

An Zheng's face changed, and suddenly he was a little overwhelmed.

Zhuang Feifei turned: "Go, there are some important things to tell you."

The sky was getting brighter, and the white in the east was getting heavier when An Zheng and Zhuang Feifei left the hall.

"It's going to be early, I hope it's okay."

Zhuang Feifei said something, his face dignified.

At the same time, the Ministry of Defense Shang Shuchen saw Yan Bingbi **** An Chengli in a secluded corner of the palace.

"Master Chen, what happened to me so early?"

An Chengli knew that something must have happened, Chen Zaiyan was a temperament that never changed, so there must be something wrong with him so eagerly.

"Something to trouble you, anyway, find a way to make the king postpone the dynasty for an hour."

"why?"

"Go back and explain to you carefully, but this matter involves the life and death of everyone in the entire military department. Please help."

Seeing Chen Zaiyan being so solemn, An Chengli nodded: "I know, I will find a way."

Chen Zaiyan clenched his fists: "Thank you."

After he finished speaking, he hurried away.

Soon after, the heavy minister who was waiting for the arrival of King Yan in the Chaotang was informed that King Yan was suddenly uncomfortable. He had just taken the medicine and came back to North Korea after a short break.

Many people looked at each other in the hall, and they seemed to be very worried.

After a full hour and a half, Yan Wang Mu Changyan entered the hall. He had just sat down and hadn't spoken yet. Su Mao, the prime minister of the civil service, stood up. He first looked at Chen Zaiyan with a deep smile, and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

However, before waiting for him to speak, Chen Zaiyan stepped forward and said: "Seniors have the enlightenment."

Su Mao was stunned: "Master Chen, obviously I ..."

Before his words were finished, Yan Wang Mu Changyan waved his hand: "Chen Zaiyan, what is so urgent?"

Chen Zaiyan held a copy of his hands in his hands and handed it up: "The minister will participate in the former military department Shang Shu Hao Pingan, recruit private soldiers, manage illegal things, and collect money privately."

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was stunned. Su Mao, who had originally watched Chen Zaiyan sneer, became extremely ugly, as if he had eaten shit. He also holds a book in his hand. It is a gift for all the people who participated in the military department to try to seek rebellion. But he was one step late, and Chen Zaiyan had already taken the lead.

On the general's side, almost everyone glared at Chen Zaiyan. Most of the civilians do not know what happened, and they all watched Chen Zaiyan as they watched the drama.

Chen Zaiyan said aloud: "Yesterday, when he thoroughly inspected the old accounts of the military department, he discovered that the former military department Shang Shu Hao Pingan privately recruited a group of people as private soldiers from all parts of Dayan to accept employment, and the monstrous and scary money was collected. Although Hao Pingan had passed away This matter, as a minister of the military department, still has to mention it. "

He said calmly that it probably meant that Hao Ping'an had found a group of rivers and lakes from all over the world, and privately established a chamber of commerce to accept employment from other firms, guard the caravan and provide bodyguards for some people. As a court official and actually doing business, this really violated the king's law and lost the court's face.

Mu Changyan didn't understand what was going on yet, watching Chen Zaiyan dazed. An Chengli responded quickly, knowing that the Ministry of Military Affairs must have happened, and quickly reminded Mu Changyan in his ear: "I am afraid that someone will make an article against the Ministry of Military Affairs. Master Chen is a preemptive. The old book has gone, no matter what. Push it to the Lao Shangshu, so as to preserve the others in the Ministry of Defense. "

Mu Changyan reacted, and asked a few perfunctory questions.

After Chen Zaiyan finished speaking with Hao Pingan, he kneeled down and said, "Although Lao Shangshu commits an illegal act, the courtiers must not plead for Lao Shangshu. Lao Shangshu did this for the court and for Yan. In the Ministry of War, money and food are tight, and soldiers in the frontier often go to war with the enemy hungry, and Lao Shangshu is in a hurry. In order to alleviate this pressure, he has to arrange for his men to do business. All his pockets were sent to the frontier to improve the life of the frontier army. "

Mu Changyan sighed: "This is not the shame of Hao Pingan alone, this is the shame of my Dayan!"

All the officials knelt down and said: "Sinners are guilty!"

Su Mao glared at Chen Zaiyan fiercely, and finally did not hand over the setback in his hand. At this time, if he handed it over, he was afraid that it would not only have no effect, but also be criticized by others.

Chen Zaiyan also had the same mentality ... There was indeed a traitor in the military department.