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Three hundred and fifteenth, Ehou's plan

Suddenly, two shrill calls were heard, and the two knights were strangled to death by four big hands like iron clamps.

"Cabinet--" Ying Yuan's neighing sounded and knocked off the horse. The cavalry of the French army suddenly stopped the horse and was shocked by this incredible terrorist attack. This cavalry lieutenant was General Yingyuan's nephew and a rising star in the Ying family. The reason why he became a cavalry lieutenant was because Mrs. Ying wanted to train this talent.

All the knights knew that their cavalry must be a general of the foreign army in the future. Now they suddenly suffered this disaster and were stunned for a moment. Yingyuan was also hit hard. His brother and his family were married to Meng Jiang as his mother, leaving only this nephew to take care of him. Now the family has died suddenly, and the nephew is gone now. Even if he died underground, what would he have to see his brother and sister-in-law?

At this moment, there was a faint thunder in front of us. In the wind and snow, the black horse team could be seen pressing from the direction of Zaoyang Road, and the two cavalry were gone. Suddenly, the scouts and whistle cavalry exclaimed: "The big flag of E! It was E Hou who led his army to come!"

Yingyuan rushed forward and asked loudly, "Why is E Hou here? The foreign country and Guibang have always been like water from wells. Could it be that E Hou wants to make a fuss today?"

The horse's hooves were so good. A middle-aged man with a wide face and a beard and beard came out. He raised his head and replied loudly: "General Yingyuan, I, E Yufang, you are a man. Today I have to take care of this matter! You are already tired and have no power to fight, so why don't you go back and report to you Mrs. Ying! That's why I, E Yufang, protect Fan Zhen?

"Mr. E is serious?" Yingyuan asked in a deep hatred.

"A word from me is as good as a horse." E Yufang answered decisively.

"Okay." Although Yingyuan was unwilling to give up, he was already in a small number of enemies. He could see clearly the situation, so he waved his hand and smiled miserably, "Go back to the army."

Fortunately, E Yufang had no intention of chasing, so he let the foreign army retreat rumble.

Fan Zhen suddenly opened his eyes and saw a face with a white face but a bearded beard. After all, he was the prince and wandered around and had a wide range of social relationships. He recognized this as E Hou Yufang at a glance, and repeatedly thanked him: "Thank you for your kindness to save him."

"The prince doesn't need to be polite." E Yufang leaned over and whispered: "The prince should drink a pot of mutton soup to warm up a little, and the doctor will change the medicine to heal the wound. You have been sleeping for a day and a night."

Fan Zhen struggled to sit up again: "General, I, I want to see Jing Feiyun-------"

E Yufang waved his hand to the left and right for a moment: "Carry the prince out of the tent." The soldiers on both sides raised the military beds and protected them out of the tent.

The blizzard had passed, and the setting sun shone in a silver world. Everyone around the military bed was silent, and the creaking sound of snow stomping under their feet was particularly harsh. After walking for about half a mile, they arrived at a wind-loose depression in the military camp. E Yufang helped Fanzhen up, pointed his arm and his throat, and then he turned his back.

Fan Zhen jumped off the bed suddenly, staggered and fell silently in the thick snow nest. The old doctor was busy, and Fan Zhen, who looked as pale as snow, finally roared a long time: "Feiyun! Jing's flying riding is over! How can I bear to live alone-" He beat his chest and stamped his feet and cried bitterly, and then stumbled into the depression------

Ten rows of corpses covered with linen cloth were neatly placed in the snow-capped valley. A white stone with no words stood taller than meter high. The surrounding hillsides were densely filled with Hubei soldiers like black pine forests. There were no military orders or generals calling each other. After the bodies were transported one after another, thousands of knights had been waiting here spontaneously for a whole day. Military flags were flying, war horses roaring, and deathly quiet in the valley.

Fan Zhen opened the first linen cloth in front of his head with trembling hands, and threw himself on the cold corpse with a loud howl. After a long time, Fan Zhen was disguised and danced his sleeves, making a long cry that shook the valley - Alas! The martyr died, and my heart was lost. Long songs should cry, how could the righteousness be torment? Feiyun waited for me--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

In just one or two days, the prince, who was just thirty, was already withered. He was not only pale and thin, but also had a long white hair scattered on his shoulders. His eyes were staring straight at the void, with a confused look on his face. E Yufang shook his head once and had to ask the doctor to adjust his breathing.

When he returned to his tent, he was also worried and his eldest son who was traveling with the army advised: "That prince is like

This is not helpful, why did my father take such pains to do such a person?"

"You don't understand." E Yufang sighed: "Our country just looked at the scenery, but in fact there were dangers everywhere. There was a Chu country between Jianghan and Han, and had a deep blood hatred with our country. It was destined to be an enemy for generations. But since your aunt's affairs came into being, our relationship with the royal family was also a matter of face maintenance, but in fact, it was a pity. Last time Ji Duoyou led his troops to attack our five cities, it was on behalf of the little Zhou king that the E country was no longer a vassal minister valued by their Zhou royal family. If he was not supported by allies, he would be able to defeat four hands with his own boxing power!"

"Father's good intentions, my son understands!" Prince E heard the helplessness in his father's words, but when he remembered something, he was still nervous: "But, father, this thing is now in a difficult situation, so he is naturally willing to rely on it. But if he really helps him to take office, how can he ensure that he can keep his promise?"

"Everyone knows that over the years, the two major forces of the Jing clan and the Ying clan in the Fan country have increased, and they are difficult to resolve. But since the death of Queen Fan Ji, the power of the Jing clan has gradually declined, and the Ying clan has gradually gained the upper hand. In addition, Zhao Gong's wife died of illness within the year, Fan Zhen has lost his reliance in the Haojing court. Now, he has only escaped from a single body, and the Jing clan's flying cavalry is destroyed. Now, the only external force he can rely on is my country. What capital does he have to keep his promise?" E Yufang analyzed patiently.

"Oh——" Prince E seemed to realize: "I said why my father suddenly intervened in the battle between Fan and the country. It turned out that it was for this! My father was far-sighted, but why didn't his father go with Fan Zhen this time, but instead asked him to go first?"

"Stupid!" E Yufang was a little impatient: "The little Zhou king had a grudge against me. If he watched me walk with the prince, he would inevitably be suspicious and would not be sure of his position as the crown prince."

"Father, since the King of Zhou is so cautious about us, why do you still have to go to Luoyi to pay homage? If he angers him, what should I do if I don't let you go back?" Prince E looked worried.

E Yufang shook his head: "How come he didn't know that Luoyi was a dragon and tiger den, but he didn't enter the tiger den, so how could he get a tiger's son? This trip must be done."

In a blink of an eye, it has been ten days since Ji Hu returned from Chaoge. Seeing the ice and snow melting, the spring scenery is getting better, and the wet branches are blooming with buds of early spring, and unexpected visitors are also coming one after another.

The first visitor was Wei Hou and. Although the news of King Zhou's assassination of King Zhou's pleasure boat was maintained, it finally leaked some of the rumors into Wei He's ears. He was shocked, and then he nervously put down all the affairs of the Middle School, jumped into a car and went to Luoyi Palace to apologize.

"Great King, I am guilty. There is a sacred assassin hidden in the boat, but I am not careful and put my king in danger. Fortunately, the king is prosperous and prosperous, otherwise I will not be able to blame even if I die thousands of times."

Kneeling in the hall of the palace, Wei He was really crying bitterly, and he refused to get up, and repeatedly apologized for a while. Ji Hu comforted him for a while, and saw that he was still like this, he was impatient and directly said: "Okay, let's stop here. Wei He is the king of a country. What kind of crying like this? If this happens, you will leave alone, and you will stay alone!"

Seeing that the King of Zhou was really angry, Wei He felt that he had passed a little, so he expressed his awkward statement: "Don't worry, I will investigate this time and clean up the Rongdi clans in the country. Any suspicious ones will be expelled from the country. Never leave any hidden dangers."

"No!" Ji Hu denied it completely: "It is not my original intention to mobilize the troops and disturb the world. Do you understand why I didn't reveal the world to the world, but instead deliberately concealed it?"

Wei He thought for a while and leaned forward and said, "Is it because of the Spring Festival ceremony that the king does not want to create troubles, which makes the princes uneasy?"

"That's right. Since you understand the painstaking efforts of the orphans, you should stop mentioning this matter. As for investigating the secret spy, you can do things secretly. Remember, you should not make a big spell to attract the attention of the world."

"I am sympathetic, and I am in my heart." Wei He was deeply impressed.

Ji Hu joked, "Since you are in love with me, then you can continue to carry the military burden of the Eighth Division of Zhou."

"Didn't the king ask Guo Zhong to come to Chengzhou Camp to receive the seal of the general? Why, does he refuse to come?" Wei He secretly said that he was not willing to come.

Surprised, now I have such an embarrassing relationship with Ji Duoyou. How can I get along with me if I continue to be a leader of the Seal?

Ji Hu shook his head: "No. Because the young father said that every spring, he would harass the surrounding borders, and Guo Zhong had to patrol the border and could not come to Chengzhou. When he had time, he would have to wait until October this autumn. Gu was worried about this matter, but since you came, Gu Wan would continue to take the seal. How about handing over when Guo Zhong came?" He raised his eyes and glanced at Wei He's face: "This matter is also the young father's intention." ap.

The King of Zhou said this. Besides, it was a great kindness to say that he would not care about the assassination of Xiao Bi. If he refused, it would be too unreasonable. Thinking of this, Wei He gritted his teeth and said, "Since that's the case, I will stay in Luoyi for a while. However, if there is an urgent task in the country, I still have to take care of it."

"I know that you, Wei He, are the real power monarch now, and it is difficult for you." Ji Hu breathed a sigh of relief and raised his title to Wei He.
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