Chapter 104： edict

It’s rare for Jing Jing to reprimand him because of Jing’s swearing words, but he has been silent for a long time. If the sacred decree is not under the Emperor Hongzheng, then the four emperors will be in the throne, and the emperor who is outside will return to the Qingjun side. If the sacred decree is true, if the apocalypse is really suspicious of him, then returning to the capital alone is also a dead end.

Mu Hanzhang looked at Jing Hao and sighed apologetically: "The matter has come to this point, and only to let go, you can find a chance."

With the qualification of Rui Wang, it is naturally the best choice for Chu Jun. I thought that as long as they acted cautiously, they would be able to successfully enroll themselves after a hundred years, but they did not expect to have such a disaster. However, since ancient times, there has been little calm in the royal position. Aren't the preparations they made before that prevent this day?

Jing Hao understands the meaning of his eyes, holding the long and slender hand, and looking back to the calm brother, this time, his military power is in the grip, will be able to protect these two people.

"Go back," Jing Hao finally spoke, his voice was steady, and he heard it with peace of mind. "It’s better to be jade, not to be full!"

Without further ado, Jing Hao left 30,000 troops in Jiangnan with 30,000, and the remaining 50,000 plus their own 5,000 soldiers, personally escorting their brothers back to Beijing. Gu Huaiqing also wanted to follow, but was unanimously rejected by the other three. Now that the Emperor Hongzheng is seriously suspicious, if he is seen to see the Huainan King, then Jingjing will only be able to take a road to leave.

The location of Huainan Fengping is peculiar. Starting from it, you can directly smash Huanglong. If the army wants to capture the capital, there is basically no natural danger.

Jing Hao has never understood why Taizu will hand over such dangerous land to the ancestors of Huainan, but he is the reason why the "defects" left by Taizu are greatly cheaper.

As they expected, there were people being intercepted along the way, but the soldiers of the small stocks were not worth mentioning in front of the army. Eight hundred miles and one horse were flat, and the king became like a broken bamboo. The color of Beijing Zhongwen changed, and the great emperor took the soldiers to block the army.

"The Great Emperor's strength?" Jing Hao sat in the carriage and asked Mu Jiezhang who had just gotten in.

"Not less than 30,000." Seeing the envy of Jing Han, who is not worried.

Jing Hao put down the book in his hand, indulging in a moment, slightly decapitating.

"Brother, but what did you see?" Mu Hanzhang saw him meditating and couldn't help but ask.

"If the army of the Central Plains is dispatched by the father, at least it can be adjusted to 80,000." Jing Hao saw him in a flash, and he showed some satisfaction in his eyes. He also said a few words about the distribution and dispatch of the strength of Dachen.

In the past few days, Mu Hanzhang spent most of his time riding a carriage with Jing Hao. Both of them are not many people, but occasional conversations can benefit each other, especially Mu Hanzhang. A deeper understanding, I also know that Jing Hao’s self-study is really the way to be a monarch.

"Jing Hao is good at war, but he does not open up with the rest of the things. If you decide to spend this life with him, you have to take more care of it from time to time." Jing Hao looked at the figure of his younger brother in the distance, and said the words of blame, tone. It is full of maintenance.

"My brother can rest assured that the younger brother will not bully him." These days are also close to the brother, and Mu Hanzhang can not help but laugh.

Jing Yan glanced at him and slowly revealed a faint smile.

"咴~" A humming sound of a horse rang, Jing Hao yelled and shouted outside the carriage: "Brother, Junqing, come see me what I caught!"

The two men heard the sound and walked out of the carriage. They saw Jing Hao standing outside the car. There was a man **** with a hemp rope at his feet. He was screaming at them with sorrow, but it was the great emperor Jing Rong!

"Emperor brother, the father is poisoned?" Jing Jing quietly looked at the people on the ground, Shen Sheng.

"Hey, Er, etc. are guilty of chaos, not to die!" The great prince sneered, no denying, his eyes full of grievances and madness.

Jing Hao closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "Killing the prince, you are so mad!"

"You can really splash the dirty water. Everyone knows that you can't wait to climb the foundation. Besides poisoning the father, do you want to kill your brother?" Tripped over.

"Just Jing Yu sent a prisoner car to me, and now it is transferred to the big emperor." Jing Yu from the ground, thrown to Zhao Meng, pointed to the prisoner not far away, it was the original person The car that came.

Zhao Meng was unambiguous, and one hand raised Jing Rong to his shoulders, and strode to the prisoner.

"In the army, the two carriages, Rui Wang and Hou Ye will have to take a ride together, and they will be assigned to the next one. It is really our lord's heart." Right guards followed the past to join in the fun and watch the big prince. The face had to rush to bite the expression of the person and could not help but stab two sentences.

"Hao Dadao is not there, your boy yawns again." Zhao Meng throws people into the prison car, and slams into the door. Among them, Hao Dadao is the most right-minded, and often the right guards are playing with their mouths, and they are inevitably preached.

The left guards stood silently and watched the two of them bicker, and put the big lock on the prisoner.

Jing Hao, this time, if they are wrong, they are guilty of chaos, and the generals who follow him have no way to live. Therefore, although Hao Dadao is not willing to do so, he is still stayed in Jiangnan by Jinglu. If they fail, then they will fail. Not too much to be implicated. However, Zhao Meng and the left and right guards are saying what they have to follow. After all, they are always kings and soldiers, and they can’t get away from it.

Jing Hao looked at the noisy generals and turned and got on the carriage. The road is far away, the situation is critical, and there is not much time to waste them.

"Boldly become a king, dare to bring the army back to Beijing!" One hundred miles outside the capital, it is the military power of Mao Guogong.

Jing Yu took a look at Mao Guogong, and his title was the highest among the princes. Therefore, the military power in his hand was also closest to the Imperial City. It was a wise move to choose to marry his family. However, it is not enough to see Mao’s public body. The soldiers and horses of thousands of people are really not enough to see.

"When the king heard that someone had committed a chaos, he returned to Beijing and removed the traitor for his father." Jing Hao pointed the silver gun at Mao Guogong's nose and said that he was justified.

"Oh, your brothers have two powers to seize the position, the emperor already knows, I advise you to abandon the A surrender immediately, and the old ministers return to the palace to plead guilty, the emperor Rende, said that you can not spare you a life." Mao Guogong a pair of bamboo in the chest look .

"The army returned to Beijing, the father of the king knows, Mao Guogong is better to take out the hand of the father, my brother and two will be shackled." Jing Hao stood in the carriage, watching Mao Guogong coldly.

"Be careful!" Mu Hanzhang heard the sound of breaking the wind, and pushed the scene away. Jingjing immediately reacted and grabbed the admonition that did not rush to avoid. Both of them rolled down to the ground, a black The arrow was nailed straight to the position where he stood.

"Oh..." Mu Hanzhang climbed up, and the palm of Yingrun was scratched by the stones on the ground, the blood overflowed, and the red sleeves were quickly dyed.

"Jun Qing!" Jing Hao looked back and saw that his own Wang Hao was injured. He suddenly took a sigh of relief. When he turned back, Mao Guogong had already taken the soldiers to kill him.

Jing Hao leaned back to avoid Mao Guogong's slashing, and turned back to take him with his guns. When Mao Guogong publicly returned, he blocked the silver gun with his knife back, and the cavalry behind him also rushed up, killing the sound. ring.

The left and right guards did not go forward to fight, but they were firmly guarded by the carriages, and the cavalry that rushed over was all under the knife.

Jing Hao took his brother to climb up, and the Moyun 18 ride quickly stepped forward to encircle the two in the middle, plus the cavalry of the left and right guards, forming an indestructible barrier.

When Mao Guogong was young, he also fought for many years. The high strength of martial arts was comparable to that of the great emperor who was negligent in practice. It is not easy for Jing Hao to inherit.

The knives of Qinglongwen are as flexible as the left and right arms. There seems to be a thousand powers between the slashes and the slashes. Jing Hao connected several strokes with a gun, and was shocked by the tiger's mouth. The blade with the cold light crossed the silver gun and made a harsh sound. When Jing Jing immediately flipped the silver gun, he could hold the blade with a gun head and let him breathe for a moment.

"Wang Ye really thought that he was the first battle of Dachen?" Mao Guogong looked at Jing Hao contemptuously. In the eyes of these old ministers, it was only because the courtiers did not dare to take the merits, but they all pushed him. It’s so powerful in one person, when you actually meet a real master, you only have to beat it.

Jingjing looked at Mao Guogong coldly, and seemed to be exhausted. The hand holding the silver gun was also shaking. Mao Guogong's eyes are more visible, and more and more bullying comes up. When the silver gun is bent, the blade will touch Jingjing's neck, and suddenly he will hear a "brushing" sound, by the sound of blood spurting.

Mao Guogong for a moment, slowly bowed his head and looked at his waist, which was cut by the sword. He could not react at the moment.

Jing Hao single hand-held gun, squatting across the slap, Mao Guogong fell off the horse, the big knife fell to the ground, was covered up by the noise of the surrounding. The left hand licked the blood on the long sword and collected the scabbard. The armor worn by the old man was wrapped from the head to the foot, and even the neck was protected. It took him a long time to see that there was a cloth connected between the waist. Gap.

"Mao Guogong has already been in Fuxi, and he has to drop the weapons at a speed, otherwise he will be rebellious!" Jing Hao spread the sounds with internal force throughout the Eight Dynasties. Mao Guogong’s soldiers were in chaos, and the king’s morale was big. Vibration.

When the war stopped for a long time, Jing Hao quickly rushed to the carriage, squeezed the Moyun 18 ride, and hugged his own king Wang: "Where the injury is, show me."

"It doesn't matter, it's scratched," Mu Hanzhang raised his left hand to show him. "The purpose of Mao Guogong is to kill his brother. It is definitely not the father."

"The injury is so deep, no, you have to use that medicine, otherwise it should be left." Jing Hao did not listen to it, skillfully removed the dressing and repainted the medicine.

Jing Hao silently glanced at the younger brother who had "who had forgotten his brother" and turned to ask Mo Yun 18: "Before the imperial city, what can the father give you?"

Eighteen black robes face each other, one of them replied: "Return to the king, the emperor only said that let me protect the temple, and nothing else said the latest chapter."

"The sacred remarks say that the king is rebellious, will he still have to protect the king?" Jing Yu looked at the person who was talking, and he never questioned the eighteen people on this road. They also followed, and they were Because they are eighteen, they let him decide that the father is not really going to kill him. Now he is going to Beijing. Beijing is definitely a dangerous one. You must confirm the position of these eight people again.

Jing Hao quietly turned to the left of the left guards to make a look, once the loyalty of the 18 riding has problems, immediately put them under the knife.

"I have never received any other orders, and the 18 people who are killed will also protect His Highness." The man did not hesitate to answer.

Mo Yun 18 rides in unison and said: "Swear to protect the Royal Highness!"

Jing Hao slightly decapitated, these people in front of the army of Jing Hao did not change their loyalty to him, insisting that they only obey the emperor, then the meaning of the father is very clear.

"The army can't be close to the capital of the city, you can let them stay here." Jing Hao looked up at Jingjing.

Jing Hao wrinkled his eyebrows, Mao Guogong was dead, there was no force around the capital, but there were 10,000 Yulin troops in Beijing: "Zhao Meng and the army stayed here, and the pro-military went with the king for another 50 miles to the camp." Fifty miles south of the city is the place where Jingjing reorganized the pro-arms before each expedition.

It is the morning of the next day to go to the 50-mile camp. Jing Hao is actually not willing to let the army stay. After all, what is the situation in Beijing is still unclear. He patted the person who slept sweetly in his arms and wanted to discuss with him how to persuade his brother.

The long eyelashes trembled, Mu Hanzhang slowly opened his eyes, did not say anything, not far away came a burst of horseshoes, look carefully, actually the Ministry of Military Affairs book with a team of banned troops rushed over.

"Wei Chen has seen Rui Wang, Cheng Wang, Wen Yuan Hou!" Sun Shangshu down the road.

"Sun Shangshu, what is going on here?" Jing Yu asked, for so many days, I finally saw someone on my side. The Ministry of Military Affairs said that the banned army behind him was waiting for him. When he walked to the front of the carriage of Jinglu, Jing Li immediately rushed to the past, but he did not dismount, and stood behind him.

"We are not clear about Weichen," Sun Shangshu whispered. "The emperor did not go to the DPRK for a long time, and sealed all the news. Four days ago, the four emperors suddenly announced their duties as supervisors."

"Then, today's adults come..." Mu Hanzhang's eyebrows, is the command of who did not know who Sun Shangshu came.

"It is the purpose of the emperor." Sun Shangshu replied immediately, took a handcuff from the sleeves and handed it to Jing Jing.

Jing Jing began to look carefully, the above is really the handwriting of Hongzheng Emperor, they want their brothers to be placed in the camp of the fifty miles, only to enter the palace.

Jing Yan frowned, quietly stuffed a soldier into the palm of his hand, and whispered in his ear: "You will take the left and right guards to the forest. Once I release the fireworks, you will take the soldiers into the fire. In the palace."

Mu Hanzhang squinted his eyes and quietly hid his hands in his sleeves. He slowly nodded and squeezed the palm of his hand: "Be careful."

It was not the purpose of Hongzheng Emperor, they would defy it, Jingjing left Xiaohe to his own king, and drove into his brother's carriage, only to take the Moyun 18 to ride to the imperial city.

The entire palace was silent, and the guardian's face was very serious. When he got off the carriage, he saw that the **** supervisor An Xian, who was surrounded by Hongzheng, stood quietly outside the carriage.

"Two of your Highness please come with the slaves." An Xian’s face was so rare that he didn’t smile, and he did not say much. He led the two men directly to the palace of Hongzheng’s emperor. The Moyun 18 is the **** of the emperor. No one stopped afterwards.

Under the jade steps, An Xian did not lead the two to go up, but left the 18th riding under the steps, and walked in with the two men from the front door behind the main hall. There were eight tall guards in the door. Let both of them remove the blade of their body.

Jing Emei, was about to lose his temper, was dragged by his brother's arm, indicating that he should not act rashly, and then handed the small porcelain bottle in his arms to An Xian: "This is what the father told the king to find, and the bus Father."

The two unloaded all the weapons, and even the jade belt on their bodies did not allow them to stay in the loose clothes.

"Dangdang!" The door behind him slammed on it. Jingjing saw the situation in front of him, and the whole body's hair suddenly stood up.

There was a long ramp in front of him, and the candlesticks on both sides were not dim, but there were no weapons. On this narrow road, once there was any mechanism inside, they would die without a burial place.

Jing Hao also mentioned a heart, and he was closer to his brother: "Mo Pan, let's go out soon."

Jing Hao nodded: "I walked in front, my brother must stick to me!" Speaking of a slamming candlestick embedded in the wall, the hollow brass candlestick is about one foot long, not a good weapon, better than no .

Jing Hao nodded, and it was close to the younger brother. He rushed to the end of the road.

In fact, the martyrdom is not long, but in this case, it feels extremely long. Just after the end, the wooden door opens itself. Jing Hao instantly blocks the candlestick in front of him, and the light outside the door shines in. The man blinked and waited to see the situation inside the house, and immediately threw the candlestick to his feet.

At the end of the road, it turned out to be the inner room of the Imperial Palace, and the two walked in, facing the bed of Acer.

"Not yet." Acer was leaning on the bed and glanced at Jing Jing.

The brothers hurried to go over and bow down in front of the bed.

An Xian has been standing safely on the bed, and there is another doctor who is holding the small porcelain bottle to check it.

"Jing Hao, did you kill Mao Guogong yesterday?" Hongzheng did not go to see the action of the doctor, and closed his eyes on the big pillow on the bed.

"Yes," Jing Yu lowered his head. "Mao Guogong led his troops to block his children from entering Beijing. He intended to assassinate the emperor, and his sons had to kill him." In this way, there is no suggestion.

Hong Zhengdi did not say more, just asked: "Jing Rong?"

"Back to the father, the emperor and the army are all parked a hundred miles away from Beijing." Jing Hao replied honestly, of course, did not say that the big emperor was in the prison car.

"Opening the emperor," the doctor over there suddenly opened his mouth. "This medicine is a folklore. A small amount of food can stop high fever, but the drug is fierce. If you take too much, it will be like poison. There is no medicine to solve... "When I talked, I slammed down, but I cried."

Acer Zheng opened his eyes and quietly looked at the two brothers who were kneeling in front of the bed.

Jing Hao raised his head and looked at the doctor in shock, and looked at the Emperor Hongzheng.

Jing Hao is also a bit worried.

"Your mother was in the middle of this kind of poison," Hongzheng took the small porcelain bottle and looked at it carefully. He ignored the two brothers who were struck by lightning. The voice was calm. "Now, you can't escape."

"Father of the Emperor!" Jing Yu shouted, the Aeon of the last life is still alive longer than his son, and now what is going on?

"Jing Hao, you have been fighting for the royal family for many years. No one is your opponent in the whole Dachen." Hongzheng’s face is ruddy, and his speech is not urgent or slow. He is not like a poisoned person. For you, are you willing?"

Bang! Just like a fried thunder in the sky, the scenery is really awkward!

In the past, he himself worked hard for Dachen, and eventually he got a bird to hide! This world is sneaky, selfish, and now the father has actually said that he wants to give him the throne. It is really a big joke.

Jing Hao was silent for a long while, and did not look at the look of his brother, and he said one word: "Father, uncle, unwilling!"

"Why?" Hong Zhengdi stared at Jing's eyes.

Jing Yan looked up at the head and looked at his father: "The child is only a military commander. He knows nothing about the rule of the country, and the child is in love with Mu Hanzhang. He only wants to stay with him for the rest of his life. If the father Huang will pay this Wanli River For the children, I am afraid that they will be destroyed by the children!"

Acer was quietly watching him for a long while, and slowly leaned back, and the voice was a bit tired: "Declaration."

When the voice just fell, I saw that the two men walked out slowly from the screen. It was the singer and the sergeant Xiao Yuan.

Xiao Yuan holds a long wooden raft and follows the book without squinting.

The singer Shang Shu took out a will to say: "When you become a king, you are guilty of rebellion, and you are detained in the dungeon. This life will never come!"

Jing Hao’s eyes widened and he said: “Father!”

Hongzheng emperor waved his hand and stopped him from speaking. The book of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs took up the first purpose and took out another message: "Become a king, and the bravery is extraordinary. Before the new emperor was enthroned, the inner guards and the priests were under their jurisdiction. Give the sword to the party, the prince and the grandson can kill! On the day when the new emperor was enthroned, the seal of the hereditary king of the kingdom

The author has something to say: Hey, this chapter is uncomfortable when it is separated, so the two chapters are combined into one chapter, tomorrow is the finale~

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