Chapter 441 Chu Pingsheng, he...he rebelled!
The next morning, in the post house where the Nanqing delegation stayed.
Yan Bingyun was sitting cross-legged on the bed, shirtless. There were traces of whipping on his exposed skin. The old wounds were already scarred, and the new ones were still bleeding. His white underwear was stained red. On the side, Fan Xian was changing his wound medicine from behind, applying it very carefully, carefully, and... slowly.
The sun shone through the window lattice on Mr. Yan's pale and thin face. His severely bulging eyes were dull and lifeless, and his breathing gave people a feeling of weakness.
In fact, it's normal. He was tortured by Jin Yiwei for a long time. How could he recover after only a day or two of rest?
Hiss...
The corners of his pale mouth twitched. It seemed that Fan Xian had hurt him.
“Can you be gentler?”
“The main ingredient of this ointment is Panax notoginseng. It’s strange that it doesn’t hurt when you apply it to the wound.”
“Then hurry up. , the last medicine can last half an hour, I might as well ask the doctor from the mission to help.”
Snap!
Fan Xian patted the plaster on his back.
"Hmph..."
Yan Bingyun was sweating from the pain and panting like an ox: "You... did it on purpose, right?"
"Yes. .”
Fan Xian walked up to him: "Doctor of the mission? The imperial doctor brought from Kyoto died in Cangzhou. The one you saw yesterday was a military doctor Wang Zhikun randomly found in the military camp. If he were to be replaced, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to bear it even more. Live."
"..."
"But...you can ask Miss Shen to do this, she should be very careful."
"Fan Xian. , are you doubting me? How many times have I said that I am just using her?"
"I believe you, I didn't say I didn't believe you."
Fan Xian watched Yan Bingyun put on clean underwear with a grin on his face, one hand in front and one hand behind his back, walking back and forth on the sun-covered floor: "Did you let Chu Pingsheng and the manager deal with the car accident?" Spread?"
"Car shock?"
Yan Bingyun was stunned for a moment and then quickly realized: "Yes, I asked people to do this."
< br>“Why are you doing this?”
“I don’t think Chu Ping came to Northern Qi just to escort Si Lili. There must be other purposes. Since there are rumors in the palace that the Queen Mother wants her to be the emperor’s concubine. According to the news, this move is bound to be beneficial to Northern Qi. For the benefit of Qing State, this matter should be disturbed, not to mention that Chu Pingsheng and Si Lili stayed on the road day and night on their way north, and the people in the mission saw it with their own eyes."
Speaking of this matter, Yan Bingyun had a look of disdain on his face and his mouth almost lifted to the sky.
Fan Xian was not surprised that he had such an attitude. When Yan Ruohai visited Chu Pingsheng in court, he was almost sent to prison. As Yan Bingyun's son, it would be strange if he had a good impression of Chu Pingsheng.
Ding Dong Cang.
Ding Dong Cang.
Ding dong clang clang, clang clang clang clang, clang clang clang...
At this moment, there was a sudden roar of gongs and drums outside, and it was very lively.
Fan Xian walked to the window and looked towards the northern street corner. At the intersection, he saw an open carriage with a canopy on top, slowly traveling from west to north. Sitting in the carriage was a man in white dark clothes. , an old man with a long beard reaching to his chest. Because of the distance, his face cannot be seen, but his back is somewhat familiar.
A few middle-aged men wearing simple gowns followed the carriage. As they walked, they smiled and bowed to the people watching the excitement on the roadside. Behind the carriage, there were a group of musicians dressed in red and green, beating gongs. Playing drums is so festive.
"That's Zhuang Mohan."
Hearing the voice from behind, Fan Xian remembered. No wonder the figure from behind felt familiar. He turned out to be the number one person in the contemporary literary world, and he still cooperated. Chu Pingsheng made him look like a disgraced old guy.
"This direction...is going to the palace, right?"
Yan Bingyun nodded. Because of his squinting, his eyes finally looked normal.
"What good thing is worthy of Zhuang Mohan entering the palace?"
Fan Xian saw a strong man carrying a pole coming from the north, and asked with a smile: "This eldest brother , Dare I ask what happened in front of you? Who is this noble person getting married to? "
"How is it possible?"
The strong man replied: "Unless it is a big event like the establishment of the Queen, which noble family can invite Mr. Zhuang to get married."
"Then this is..."
"Mr. Zhuang I’m going to help someone propose a marriage.”
The strong man had a strange expression when he said this.
“Proposing marriage? Who do you propose marriage for?”
"It's the Xihu envoy who entered the city with the Nanqing envoy, the one surnamed Chu."
"Who are you proposing to marry?"
"The saint of the Northern Qi Dynasty, Begonia Duoduo."< br>
“Oh, thank you.”
Fan Xian thanked him, closed the window, and Yan Bingyun looked at each other. Yesterday, Hu Jinzhu confessed to being in the carriage carriage with Chu Pingsheng under the latter’s coercion and inducement. dialogue, but no one takes it seriously.
Bai Yuan killed Lang Tao, Bai Feng severely injured Ku He, and Haitang Duoduo would marry him only because she was crazy. But judging from the scene that happened outside, even Zhuang Mohan, the best person in the world of literature, invited him. That boy... It’s really fun.
"What do you think?"
"I don't know."
Yan Bingyun shook his head and said with a cold face: "He is humiliating himself."
Fan Xian said: "Ku He has been defeated by Bai Feng. If Chu Pingsheng threatens with force, what will you do if you are the saint of Northern Qi?" Yan Bingyun thought for a while and said: "I might as well do it. Once you leave, you will no longer be this saint. The sky and the sea are vast, the mountains are high and the rivers are long. Are you worried about having no place to live? "
"How could Chu Pingsheng not think of what you can think of? What on earth is this guy going to do?"
Fan Xian walked around the room for a moment, his eyes slightly focused.
"You have a good rest, I will go to the palace to investigate the situation."
After that, he opened the door and walked out, heading north.
...
It felt heavy and uncomfortable, and he was almost bored to death.
Official affairs were not going well, and family affairs were causing trouble. It was easy to appease Shen Wan'er, and she did not want to live and die for Yan Bingyun, but she turned around and something went wrong in the palace.
Who would have thought that Zhuang Mohan, the leader of the world's literary world, would also come out to join in the fun and get on Chu Pingsheng's pirate ship.
Proposing marriage to a saint?
The people in the capital may not know about the grudge between Chu Pingsheng and Haitang Duoduo, how could he not know about it.
Zhuang Mohan, Zhuang Mohan, what kind of benefits did that kid promise? Is it worthy for someone like you to lose face and become a matchmaker?
Under the leadership of the palace eunuch, Zhong Zhong walked to the Empress Dowager's Ci'an Palace while sorting out the logic of this matter. He didn't know what Chu Pingsheng wanted to do, but what was certain was that he was definitely not marrying the Northern Qi Saint. Women are so simple.
"Mr. Zhuang, now that the great master Ku He is not in the capital, and without his approval, Haitang dare not make any independent opinions. I hope you can understand the difficulties."
"Also In this case, I will not disturb the Queen Mother’s rest and leave.”
"Aunt Rong, please escort Mr. Zhuang out of the palace."
"Yes."
Looking up heavily, he saw a celebrity next to the Queen Mother. Aunt Rong, who had small eyes and a big mouth, led Zhuang Mohan walked out.
The old master today is a little different from before. His spine is straight, the wrinkles on his face have also changed, and his eyes, although they cannot be said to be sparkling, can still be described as bright and bright. .
Zhuang Mohan saw him coming towards him, nodded and passed by.
He stopped and looked at it several times.
Old Master today... is so strange.
......
At the same time, five miles south of the city.
Crack.
A corpse fell from the air and fell on the grass that smelled of earth due to the light rain last night.
Holding a broad-bladed gun, a maroon horse under his crotch, and a ben crown on his head, Uesugi Tiger looked down and saw that he was actually a man dressed as an ordinary person. However, the dagger exposed in his arms showed that the truth was not that simple.
"I have taken care of the Jinyiwei spies and scouts along the way, let's get started."
The voice came from the crown of the big willow tree on the left front.
Tora Uesugi and Sean, who was one step behind, looked up and saw an old man in a white robe with a long beard that reached to his chest standing in the wind. The branch that was thinner than his little finger actually stood firmly. Lifting his body up, the father and son's eyelids jumped wildly at this sight.
At the Cangzhou battlefield, Bai Feng shocked the world with his strike. Now, seeing him again, he is still so unpredictable and shocking. They are all ninth-grade strong men in this world, but they didn't notice his arrival, and they were bringing him with him. In the case of a bodyguard.
Uesugi Tiger nodded to the man in the tree, looked back at his cronies behind him, made sure that Tan Wu and others were ready, pointed his spear to the north: "Kill."
Boom.
The hooves of the horses beat, and dust spread everywhere.
Although there are only more than a hundred cavalry, they are fully equipped with robes, spears, crossbows, and hand axes. The worst in combat power is the fifth grade. In the army, they are definitely the best among the best.
At the end of the team, two horses pulled a carriage. On the carriage was a bell that was larger than the iron bell that appeared on the Cangzhou battlefield. As the vehicle swayed, the bell body swayed back and forth.
Above the willow tree.
Chu Ping always looked at Shangjing City on the other side of the horizon. Li Yunqian was stalling for time because he deliberately let Li Yunqian stall for time. It did not mean that the Zhan family was allowed to do the same.
……
“Master Shen, Master Shen…”
On the other side, the call of the eunuch in front of the palace woke him up.
"The Queen Mother asked you to speak in the palace."
Zhen Zhenzhen was busy adjusting his clothes, stepped up the steps and entered Ci'an Palace.
In the middle of the main hall, the Queen Mother, wearing a crimson crown and a jade hanging from her breast, sat on the phoenix couch. Next to her was the expressionless emperor. Begonia Duoduo stood behind them with her hands folded.
"Senior, have you heard about Zhuang Mohan's purpose of coming here?"
He bowed heavily and replied: "Back to the Queen Mother, I heard about it."
"Then you also heard about the conversation I had with him just now?"
"Yes."
>"What do you think about this matter?"
Zhan Sheng thought for a moment and said, "I think Chu Pingsheng is trying to cover up something by letting Zhuang Mohan come here."
"What do you think he is covering up?"
"As soon as he entered the city that day, he went to Uesugi Tiger's home. All the people sent by the minister to follow him were killed. One day later, Uesugi Tiger left the south. I left the city, and this time I asked the secret guards who are best at sneaking and hiding to follow carefully, but none of them came back, and they were all dead. I guess..."
(End of this chapter)