MTL - Deposed Empress General-Chapter 19 Cong Rong (20150217)

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Chapter 19: Cong Rong

Wen Zhai learned the news that night, but that same night, he received Murong Yuan's order to return to Dajicheng and take over the military power. After he received his will, the first thing he did was to come to Murongyan House. Wang Yunzhao was also in a hurry, seeing his arrival, looking forward to the savior: "Wen Shuai! You must save our highness! That nursery rhyme has nothing to do with our highness ..."

As soon as he started talking, Wen Zai asked, "Where is the left wolf?"

Wang Yunzhao said quickly: "In the backyard, the old slave took Wen Shuai over."

However, as soon as he turned around, he saw that the left wolf had come out of the house. It's like trying to travel with all your clothes and the parcel. Wang Yunzhao said, "Girl Zuo, Wen Shuai is looking for you."

Zuo Canglang nodded and gave a gift to Wen Zhailue: "When His Highness approached, he was instructed to obey all arrangements made by Wen Shuai."

Wen Zhai said, "You follow me back to Dajicheng first."

Zuo Canglang said, "Yes." He helped his horse while talking, and Wen Zhai was hit by two hundred whips by Mr. Wen. The wound was still not good, but he was used to riding.

Zuo Canglang helped him to the horse immediately, Wang Yunzhao paused and asked, "Girl Zuo, if even you are gone, Your Highness ..."

Zuolanglang turned back and comforted him: "His Royal Highness is His Majesty's own flesh and blood, His Majesty will not be any trouble. General Manager, rest assured."

Wang Yunzhao has to talk again, but she has turned over and left with Wen Zhai.

Wen Zai is still very curious about this little girl. He obviously looks younger than sixteen, but behaves very calmly. Seeing Zuolanglang following behind him, he smiled and asked, "Don't worry about your highness?"

Zuolanglang bit his lip slightly and said, "Worry. But Her Majesty and His Royal Highness are the father and son. He has no intention of killing His Royal Highness. Even if he has suspicions, he has only been deceived by an adulterer. As long as a little time, he is calm Come down, His Royal Highness will no longer be in danger. So don't worry. "

Wen Zhai was very surprised. It was strange to hear these words from the mouth of a little girl. He asked, "Are you afraid that the villain will continue to challenge?"

Zuolanglang shook his head: "Your Majesty is not confused. He actually knows who is a villain. Now in the Manchu and Wushu of the Chao Dynasty, there is only one person who can put His Highness to death ..." She raised her head and glanced at Wenzai, " That's Wen Shuai. "

Wen Zhai paused in his heart, and left Canglang said, "If Wen Shuai insists on death, and strives to be guilty of His Royal Highness. His Royal Highness is really slim."

The night was not over, and no pedestrians were seen in Jinyang City. On the empty streets, the horseshoes pounded on the bluestone slab, the voice was crisp. Wen Zhai suddenly said, "It's windy." Zuo Canglang looked around without wind. She looked at Wen Zhai, who said, "You are right, Your Royal Highness is bound to be a lucky man. In fact, you don't need to follow me to the northwest."

The left wolf froze, and Wen Zhai said, "Go back."

After that, he strode forward. Zuolanglang chased after him: "Wen Shuai, did I say something wrong?"

Wen Zhai said: "No, you are clever and transparent, and you should know why His Royal Highness recommended you to the army?" Zuo Canglang was silent, and Wen Zhai said, "You are loyal to His Royal Highness, but Yan Jun can only be His Majesty's Yan military."

With that said, everyone was silent.

Wen Zhai said again: "Go back, the bitter cold in the northwest is not the place where the phoenixes live."

He followed the horse, and the left wolf only stumbled for a moment, and soon caught up with it: "Wen Shuai!" Wen Zhai didn't have Lema, and his voice was a little unpleasant: "I've done everything, don't say more. "

Zuo Langlang spurred him: "I am an orphan, born in a village under Nanshan. That year, my father died of illness. I watched him sick and died without medicine. My mother hurt me, but She is going to remarry, and with her daughter, it is not easy to find her in-laws. There are more and more dead people in the village, so everyone uses virgin gods, and I am one of them. "

Wen Zhai said, "So what? You said that to sympathize with me?"

Zuo Canglang said, "No, I say these, I want to say that it doesn't matter who I am loyal to. I just hope that Big Yan can have fewer people like me in the future." The army is His Majesty's Yan Army, but the Yan State is the Yan State of the big Yan people. "

It will be bright, and the dew will wet the clothes again, Wen Zhai said, "Follow me."

The left wolf wore a glory in his eyes, and he answered loudly, followed him out of Jinyang and headed west.

The two traveled day and night, and hurried back to Dajicheng. As soon as Wen Zhai returned to the camp, he received a letter from the left-handed prime minister Cheng Chengjing: "Wen Zhaixian's nephew has seen the letter as if he had met him, Bei Yu has shown me a long history, and His Royal Highness has done a great job in this service. Innocent prison, non-war Sin. Please also ask my nephew to meet in the holy, good words. "

Wu Chengjing is an old man, but Wen Zhuo stood still and replied indifferently: "His Royal Highness is his subordinate, and he is a close relative. His father taught his son, and the king rebukes his subordinate, how can he always be good for him. Minister, what is the matter of the emperor?

Wu Chengjing was naturally anxious when he received a reply from Wen Zhai. However, the most anxious at this time was Jiang Bilan.

Murong Yan didn't expect that girl would come to see him. The environment inside the prison was naturally not very good. Jiang Bilan was wrapped in a hooded black robe and looked pale: "Brother Yan, I will ask my father again, you must take care."

Murong Yan wants to laugh, please your father? Your father wants me to die, immediately, immediately. But the fairy-like man was crying across the fence. Murong Yan held those delicate, soft hands.

Silly boy, your tears are really a man's □□. Well, for your tears today, I will compensate. I promise.

He whispered softly: "I have no worries and will take care. The father is just a moment of anger, you don't have to worry about it. Don't come again." Yi Renjiao shivered, he sighed softly: "I know you're afraid, I'm sorry to scare is you."

Jiang Bilan put a small face on the back of his hand: "Brother Yan!" There were so many tears in her eyes that she couldn't stop flowing. Murong Yan gently stroked her slightly cool and silky hair.

He said softly: "You have to remember that Murong Yan is not the same as Murong Yuan. I love a woman, and this life will surely end with one." Jiang Bilan was speechless, Murong Yan said, "Don't cry, Let's go back."

Jiang Bilan didn't know what to do, she had to go back. She was born in the residence of the prince, and was born with brocades and servants. After his grandfather died, he was chased as Qinglie Hou, his father was the right-hand prime minister, and his brothers were also in important positions.

Not only did she come from a noble birth, she had to choose from thousands of miles. Since her childhood, she has mastered all aspects of chess, piano, calligraphy and painting under the instruction of her mother and grandma.

But she didn't know what she could do.

Jiang Fu, as soon as she returned, saw her father Jiang Sanyi's complexion. Jiang Bilan has not spoken yet, he has sternly said: "Kneel down!"

Jiang Bilan flexed her knees and knelt down the hall. Jiang Sanyi said angrily, "You went to see Murong Yan again, didn't you? Are you afraid that this disaster will not affect Jiang's family !!"

Jiang Bilan said, "But I'm his wife who hasn't visited the door. What's wrong with me going to see him?"

Jiang Sanyi slapped a fan on her face, and her delicate cheeks were immediately marked with clear fingerprints. Jiang Bilan covered her face, and Jiang Sanyi pointed to her: "He has been taken away from the title, and the queen will remarry you tomorrow. After tomorrow, you will be the concubine of the prince. In the future, if you dare to have anything to do with this citizen, don't blame me I don't recognize your daughter! "

Jiang Bilan trembled, "But my elder brother has a prince and concubine. If I marry it, shouldn't I just do it?"

Jiang Sanyi said angrily: "My grandma is also my grandma's grandma! In the future, my prince will be crowned, and you will be the concubine of the King of Yan!"

Jiang Bilan was carried down by her subordinates, and Jiang Sanyi banned her foot. The next day, Wang Wangran decided to re-grant it to the prince as a concubine. No one mentioned the relationship between Rong Jiechi at that time, as if this family relationship never existed.

Jiang Bilan knew the news and cried, but Jiang Sanyi didn't take her resistance at all—his daughter, he was too clear.

She is but a bird kept in a golden cage for a long time, and her fate is to go step by step along the path specified by her master. Even if the host opened the cage door one day, she didn't have the courage to fly out.

His Royal Highness Murong Yan was jailed, and only Zuo Xiangxiang Cheng Chengjing spoke for him. Wu Chengjing, this person will stand up and kill some dogs. Not personal.

So there was no one from the Manchu Civil War to speak for him. Murong Yuan's anger gradually disappeared.

I should kill him, the kid will soon have fangs and claws. he thinks. But this time ... he wasn't wrong. Even ... he's actually fine, fine. Just hate me.

Am I really going to kill him? Like killing his mother back then.

Murong Yuan faced the moon in the window of Dezheng Palace and thought about it all night. Then ordered the release of Murong Yan and return to his title. But let him think behind closed doors and not go out.

Mu Rongyan accepted the purpose, and when he came out of prison, Wang Yunzhao had brought a waiter. It was the end of July, and Zhu Yang was in full swing. He slightly raised his hand to cover the dazzling sunlight, and Wang Yunzhao hurried forward to support him.

Murong Yan asked, "What about Azuo?"

Wang Yunzhao said: "Wen Shuai went to the house and took the girl Azuo."

Murong Yan asked: "No repatriation?"

Wang Yunzhao was a little confused, but still said, "No, I don't come back when I leave."

Murong Yan put down her hand and stared directly at the round of red sun.

"I know, she won't let me down." He smiled as he greeted Huang Zhuyang.