The Yandere Came During the Night

Chapter 132

Mr. Sun studied irrigation and water conservancy all his life. He had no lofty ambition. However, he married a stupid and greedy wife and gave birth to an ambitious and tyrannical son. He also had a younger sister who wanted to go to the Forbidden Palace for wealth. The five generations of sun's family were destroyed in this way, but he was unable to return to heaven, so he could only go on with his mistakes.

In the past, Mr. Sun only stood among the ministers and listened to the instructions. His mind was very calm. Today, even his hand holding the wat board was shaking. Many cold sweat oozed from the edge of his official hat, dripping down his temples and earlobes. He didn't dare to wipe it, so he could only move a little behind the Minister of the Ministry of industry. When he raised his eyes, he looked at the fourth prince who was in front of him. The burning wild Wang town in his pupil was on the spot.

"Is Mr. Sun unwell?" The fourth Prince looked back and laughed, just like the rumor, graceful, benevolent and generous.

"Thanks to the care of the fourth prince, I feel a little bit cold, which is not a big problem." Lord Sun lowered his head and did not dare to look directly at each other.

"It's very cold. You have to wear more clothes when you go out." After a few words of concern, the fourth prince went to the front hall, where all the princes could stand.

The fifth Prince and the sixth prince also came one after another. They saw each other with a smile on their faces, but countless swords and swords crossed their eyes. Some of the courtiers did not squint, some were absent-minded, and others were in a frenzy and ready to move. In short, today's court is still as dark as ever, and there seems to be an ominous smell of wind and rain in the air.

Cheng Kangdi's arrival made the already stagnant atmosphere more heavy. He said without expression, "something starts to play, nothing to retreat."

The fifth Prince and the sixth Prince still refused to give up. They once again incited the court officials to ask for the abolition of the prince. However, after fighting for several months, the prince still sat firmly in the position of Prince. At this time, they were also worried. They even said that the prince's crime was inexcusable and that the two young princes and grandsons should be demoted to the common people.

"Kill the prince?" Emperor Chengkang repeated the courtiers' request word by word, and his expression was gloomy and inexplicable.

Mr. Sun only felt that the cold air had been condensed into grains of frost and snow. Inhaling his nostrils brought a deep pain. He raised his eyes to look at the fourth prince, but only saw his straight back and his fist clenched in his sleeve.

He took back his sight and buried his low head. He heard the sound of soldiers stepping and hitting each other in his ears. He thought it might be his own illusion.

Emperor Chengkang sat on the top for a long time without saying a word. He only looked at his sons who were already in power with a strange and creepy look. The five princes and the sixth princes, who were still making generous speeches, gradually lost their voice, and they dare not speak. Emperor Chengkang suddenly crooked his lips and laughed. Slowly, he turned his head and looked at the fourth prince. He was neither humble nor arrogant. He stood still. The smile on the corner of his lips was deeper, but the coldness in his eyes was more frightening.

The fourth Prince clenched his fist and made a clattering sound. Just as he was about to lift up, he saw a bodyguard running into the hall, shouting, "tell the emperor, the great victory in western Xinjiang. The victorious officers and men have returned to their posts and are waiting at the gate of the city. Dare you ask when the emperor can enter the city?"

"Well, I'm back at last!" Emperor Chengkang took back his eyes and laughed loudly. He shook his sleeve and said, "let's leave the court for the time being. Aiqing will follow me to the gate of the palace to meet the meritorious officials of the Han Dynasty." If he had not been ill and disobeyed, he would have led his ministers to meet him at the gate of the city.

"Win? withdraw? Didn't western Xinjiang seek peace after defeat? Why is it so successful again? " The courtiers had a lot of discussion. A few months ago, there was a report of the war, saying that the Han Army had been defeated and lost two cities. The Xiyi people had sent a message of peace to the Han Dynasty. At that time, the dispute of abolishing the crown prince was very popular. Most of the courtiers advocated peace. The emperor also sent the chief of the royal court to the western Xinjiang to discuss the contract.

How did you win in just a few months? Moreover, hundreds of thousands of troops returned to Beijing, but there was no news leaked along the way. This is because someone deliberately blocked the eyes and ears of the people in Beijing. Looking at the whole Han, who has this kind of omnipotent control? Who can play the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, including the princes? And what is his purpose?

The courtiers raised their heads one after another and looked at emperor Cheng Kang on the throne. Some of them were frightened, some were elated, and some were already full of despair.

Emperor Chengkang put all the expressions in his eyes, and then he set foot on the imperial banishment and went to the gate of the palace. All the ministers kept up with him, but some fell down because of their soft legs and couldn't get up for a long time.

Mr. Sun looked at the fourth Prince reflexively, but he was as mature and calm as ever, as if the army were still in his expectation.

Hundreds of thousands of troops are waiting in the outskirts of Beijing. What kind of palace are they forcing? I'm afraid that the imperial city will be flattened by the army whose blood has not yet faded in the next moment. Is it a coincidence that the emperor arranged this way? It's not! In fact, he saw everything, but he didn't show it.

It has always been the emperor's style to wait or to be killed. The courtiers who had just been quarrelling in the court hall were like gourds with their mouths sawed. They didn't dare to say anything.

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Yu Pinyan was riding a horse and standing at the towering gate of the city. Behind him were black and invisible soldiers. Everyone had a solemn expression and held a shining sword halberd in his hand. The killing atmosphere created by fighting and dyeing blood on the battlefield made the garrison officials unable to breathe.They white faced, frequently tiptoe toward the direction of the Imperial City, just hope that the eunuch will come quickly. In particular, the officials standing under Yu Pinyan's horse seemed to have been poured a ladle of water on a cold day, and the cold sweat kept dripping down the tip of his hair.

After several battles, Yu Dutong's intention to kill became more and more serious. His eyes were dark and had no emotion that human beings should have. Instead, he was more like a Luocha or a walking weapon. When he looked down, his indifferent and cold eyes were like looking at a dead thing.

"Why hasn't the decree come? Send people to the palace again Officials can not hold up, casually seized a person to drink.

Yu Pinyan did not move like a mountain, but his horse spewed out a breath of white air, as if a little impatient. Just at this time, a few figures appeared on the wall of the city, and they were still waving the handkerchief.

"Who's up there? Who allowed you to put people up? I don't want to get rid of them! " The officials would like to drag those people down. This is not a monkey trick for people to watch.

However, Yu Du Tong, who had no expression at all, suddenly opened his mouth, "that's the family of this marquis. Please be flexible."

The Yamen servants who wanted to drive people out were petrified, and the officials who gave orders were almost scared to urinate, and immediately knelt down to make amends. Yu Pinyan gently waved his hand, and his cold eyes softened when he touched the old face of his ancestors. Then he looked at Yu Siyu and Ma Ma Ma, and finally stopped on his pretty and bright face.

It can be seen that she has deliberately dressed up today, such as clouds of hair combed into a delicate cross bun, the middle of the cross temples dotted with a blooming peony, and her face is more eye-catching than that peony. She was leaning out half of her body, holding a small handkerchief and waving it constantly. Her smile on the corner of her lips was more beautiful than that in the winter.

Yu Pinyan frowned and waved her hand. She immediately drew back and lay down on the stone fence. She felt that there was no place to express her joy. She suddenly kissed her palm and then made a push gesture.

Yu Pinyan has a good eyesight and can see the red lipprint in her palm. Lips suddenly slightly hot, that feeling as if she through the air to kiss over, at the same time also brought full of love. Yu Pinyan's tight lips finally rose, revealing a smile that was enough to bewitch women all over the world. His beautiful face was shining in the winter sun.

The official helplessly watched a peerless weapon turn into a man of flesh and blood, and the pressure on his heart suddenly decreased. Just at this time, the eunuch who preached the edict arrived. Yu Pinyan got off his horse to receive the order and immediately led 5000 soldiers to Beijing. The rest of them were still stationed outside the city.

The old lady came down from the city wall, her waist was not sore, her legs were no longer hurt, and she saw that her grandson was in good condition and had no disease. Yu Xiang supported her and was about to return to the Shen family when she saw a line of soldiers running quickly. The first one half knelt and said, "tell the old prince, the commander ordered you to return to the Yongle Marquis's house with a humble post." The words dropped and signaled several people to get on the carriage.

"Isn't the Marquis closed down?" The old lady's eyes shone with surprise.

"The emperor has already issued an edict, and only when the commander returns to Beijing, he will release the Marquis's residence."

"Well, well, let's go. Finally we can go home." The old lady wept with joy and could not wait to get on the carriage.

As emperor Cheng Kang blocked the news, no one in Beijing knew that the army was about to return to Korea. At this time, the three rooms and a family were happily welcoming the guests. Zhuo was sitting in the hall in a big red robe, holding Chang Yafu's hand and looking at it constantly. "I haven't seen you for several years. Fu'er is really like a lotus flower."

Chang Yafu bowed her head in shame, but Yu pinhong's wife Lu Shi sneered, "it's also called good-looking. Are you lame? Have you never met Miss Shen? That's what it's called beautiful. If you look at her in the street that day, I can't even walk. If Miss Chang is such a girl, she is still a virgin

Although Lu's father was only a little Li long, without his care, the three rooms of Yu family, who could not carry their shoulders and hands, would have starved to death in Shu. They didn't expect that once they were in power, they planned to marry another flat wife for Yu pinhong. They simply took Lu as a fool. Let Chang Yafu into the door, Lu's conscious sooner or later will be killed by the other side, not if the first attack is strong.

As soon as the words came out, the whole room was quiet, waiting for Chang Yafu's sobbing voice to come, and the Duke of Yasukuni burst out and asked, "where did you hear that? It's nonsense

"Where should I ask? Miss Chang has a cinnabar mole on her chest. Who knows about it in Beijing? At that time, she didn't take the initiative to take off her clothes for men to see. How could she be afraid of being said? Look, Miss Chang's figure is so romantic that I don't know how to water and moisten her on weekdays. He said that he went back to his hometown. God knows which adulterer's house he hid in. " Lu's family was originally a village woman in the mountains. If she was rude, she would come.

Yasukuni was so angry that he vomited blood and said, "you bitch, how dare you slander my son? I won't tear your mouth..."

Lu quickly hid behind Zhuo's gloomy face. Zhuo was wondering whether to call a mother to examine Chang Yafu, but someone outside the door called out, "madam, the Marquis of Yongle has been unsealed, and the old prince has returned to the Marquis's house!"

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