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Chapter 71

Zhou Qian suddenly got up, and lost his voice: "You mean, King Su was attacked in Chenzhou during the Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival, and he is now unconscious?"

"Yes." Zhao Zhen lifted his clothes, prostrated himself on the ground, and said, "Your minister has entrusted you to me."

Shen Menghan was holding a hand stove in his hand, and he couldn't suppress the trembling in his hand: "But it has something to do with the Shanhe Order?"

Zhao Zhen lowered his head and said, "I don't know, but the person who assassinated King Su did come from Jingxiang Road."

He continued: "Chenzhou was captured by His Royal Highness Su Wang last year, and the population in the city withered. His Highness Su Wang moved Ding Dian from Jingxiang Road to Chenzhou City, and the assassins mixed with the local small people."

Shen Menghan said silently for a moment: "How is King Su?"

Zhao Zhen said: "His Royal Highness King Su entrusted me to go to General Zhengxi's Mansion on Qianzhong Road before returning to Beijing, and the general's seal is temporarily entrusted to General Zhengxi."

Shen Menghan pondered and said: "That's an idea. Chenzhou and Beijing are far away. If there is something wrong with Shen Zhang on the way back and forth, and there is no one in the army to take care of it, it is very likely that King An will take the lead on the Jingxiang Road."

In order to maintain maximum mobility, the prince of Nanyan is allowed to take the place of the general after the general falls into a coma or dies.

Now that Nanyan's heavy troops are in the southwest, Shen Chen has already led the navy, if he gets the Jingxiang Road heavy troops, he will hold most of Nanyan's military power, and Shen Zhang's arrangement is the best he can think of now. suitable arrangement.

Shen Menghan and Shen Zhang had been at loggerheads for a long time, even if Shen Chen wanted to lose his head, he would never have imagined that Shen Zhang would entrust the seal of command to Zhao Zhen.

But this is not a perfect solution after all. Once Shen Zhang has something to do, the situation in the southwest will be unpredictable.

Zhou Qian sighed: "The only plan for now is to send another prince to Jingxiang Road to act temporarily as Su Wang, and find a reason to temporarily recall Su Wang, otherwise, once the news of Su Wang's injury is reported, I am afraid that the Nanyan army's morale will be shaken again." .”

The princes of the clan are enshrined in all parties, and have the greatest power to govern the people in the local area.Because of Nanyan's military system, even if he is not the commander in chief, there must be princes and princes in the battle. If King Su retreats, even if the general Zhengxi is brave, his army's morale is bound to be high.

However, in Nanyan, there is no prince or prince who can afford a battle.

Shen Menghan called Chonghua to change clothes with him, and said softly: "I will bring Zhao Zhen into the palace to meet His Majesty. This matter will not be hidden for long. General Zhengxi has entered the Jingxiang Road. Whether it is King An or Bei Zhao, they will all be aware of it. We still need His Majesty to formulate a regulation as soon as possible."

A serious illness before last year quickly consumed Shen Zhuo's vitality.

His behavior during the day is as usual, and he insists on doing it and watching it from his subordinates. The unbearable aging and debilitating illness have nothing to hide in the long night.

Even if no one dared to make noise within a few miles of Chang'an Palace, and the servants in the palace were silent, it was still difficult for him to sleep peacefully.

Today there was a slight noise outside the hall, and he couldn't sleep peacefully anymore.

Hundreds of luminous pearls and tens of thousands of lights decorate Chang'an Palace like daytime.Can't tell day from night.

"Zhou An." Emperor Yan said, "What time is it?"

"Return to Your Majesty, when I first arrived at Chou." Zhou An said.

Shen Zhuo sighed softly and said, "Wine."

When the wine enters the heart of sorrow, it can still be understood when drunk.

Zhou An showed embarrassment.Just about to speak to persuade.

"Forget it." Shen Zhuo looked at his face and said in a low voice: "Help me up, let's change clothes."

Female servants in uniform filed in, and Zhou An personally changed Shen Zhuo's clothes and cleansed his face.

In the past six months, the only person who can serve Shen Zhuo personally is Zhou An who has served him since childhood.

Shen Zhuo, suffering from paranoia, finds it hard to trust others.

Zhou An took off his belt, half-kneeled on the ground, and while arranging his regular clothes, he said: "Young master has hidden in the palace and is waiting in the side hall."

Shen Zhuo's whole body froze suddenly.

Zhou An didn't seem to notice Shen Zhuo's strangeness, and put on his uniform for him without showing any signs of expression, took a step back and said, "I'm still bringing General Zhao with me."

Shen Zhuo's heart sank suddenly.

He waved away the crowd and strode towards the side hall.

Gritting his teeth, he said: Calamity star, when he comes, there must be no good news.

As soon as Shen Zhuo entered the side hall, Shen Menghan knelt down with Zhao Zhen and bowed to him.

Shen Zhuo felt a little cold in his heart.

He suppressed his startled heartbeat, slowly sat down on the chair, and said softly: "Talk."

The sound is floating in the air, but it cannot be realized.

Shen Menghan signaled Zhao Zhen to report King Su's affairs to Emperor Yan one by one.

Shen Zhuo didn't move for a while.

Just as Shen Menghan was about to speak, Shen Zhuo suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and hissed: "The sky is not a holiday! The sky is not a holiday!"

Zhou An rushed forward, tears streaming down his face.

When Shen Zhuo woke up at night, Shen Menghan was still serving in front of the imperial court.

Seeing that he was awake, he just knelt down and poured a cup of tea.

Shen Zhuo looked at him coldly, and after a while he said coldly: "What's your idea?"

Shen Menghan didn't want to argue with him at this time, so he simply knelt on one knee and said: "Son, please fight."

Although he is not a prince, he is Shen Zhuo's son after all. It is reasonable for his army to supervise the formation and return to King Su. What's more, King An is watching the waterway, and the situation on Jingxiang Road is difficult. A more suitable candidate.

Shen Zhuo glanced at the collar that was exposed when he leaned over. Nan Yan's dress was still broad and broad.

Under the slender neck, the thin and pale bony back was exposed.

Shen Zhuo fixedly stared at that part of the spine, raised his finger slightly, almost touching his cold neck.

But Shen Menghan straightened up slightly at this moment, and said softly: "Although I am not successful, I still have a few people under my command who are available to stay in Jingxiang Road to supervise the formation, which is more than enough."

Shen Zhuo withdrew his fingers calmly, put away the weakness and pain at that moment, closed his eyes tiredly and said: "Tell Xiaoxuan to go."

He called Zhou An in to draw up an order, ignoring Shen Menghan's instantly lost eyes, and said coldly: "Although he is not talented, at least he has the title of a prince."

Shen Menghan opened his mouth, but moved silently, but didn't argue anymore.

He thought sarcastically, after all, this world belongs to their Shen family, so what does it have to do with him?

He tried his best and devoted himself to it, what exactly was he planning? !

Does his father suspect him and hate him?

For some reason, Shen Zhuo added a rare sentence: "Xiao Xuan still has self-knowledge, knows himself well, and there is General Zheng Xi on the battlefield, so he won't miss the battle."

After leaving the palace, Shen Menghan took Zhou An and Zhao Zhen to Prince Jing's mansion to preach the decree.

King Su's injury condition changes day by day, and the border area is in full swing, so there is no time to wait, Emperor Yan ordered Shen Xuan to go to the palace to attend training today, and to go to Jingxiang road tomorrow.

Hearing the order, Shen Xuan turned to the inner room to change clothes, while walking towards the inner courtyard, tremblingly took the hand of the attendant, and whispered: "Quickly send someone to remove two of the spokes of the shaft of my car."

Zhao Zhen: "..."

He told Shen Menghan the original words of King Jing.

The concubine was Lady Jing, who stopped walking and said, "What are you doing?"

King Jing waved his hand to signal her to keep quiet, and said in a low voice, "Breaking a leg is better than dying on the battlefield."

Mrs. Jing sneered and let go: "As a prince, you have been supported by rich clothes and fine food since you were young. Now that Nanyan needs you, you would rather hurt yourself than be handsome in battle."

King Jing didn't expect that the concubine who pampered him all along would not help him, so he was so anxious that he didn't know what to do: "I'm just greedy for life and afraid of death! I'm lazy!"

They were arguing in the corridor alone through the thin board wall, and their voices became louder and louder, treating everyone in the hall as nothing.

Shen Menghan: ...

Zhou An: ...

Zhao Zhen: ...

Even so, it cannot be ignored.

Zhou An shook his head, had no choice but to go around the wooden wall, and pretended to coax him: "Before, His Highness did a pretty good job in the court."

Although he is a servant, his qualifications are there, seeing Shen Xuan is like seeing his own junior, Shen Xuan also has to respect him three points.

"Can it be the same?!" King Jing now saw that he was going to be set on fire, no longer caring about respect and decency, and cried bitterly: "Madam Jing can help me with the common affairs, but can she replace me in the battlefield? !"

Lady Jing raised her brows, put her hips on her hips and said, "Why not? My old lady has also learned martial arts. The family and the country are in trouble, so how can I regret my life?"

When she drank, Liang Jianyan was startled, making loud noises.

Zhao Zhen couldn't help but said heartbrokenly: "The dignified prince and grandson are not as good as a prostitute."

King Jing heard his slander, and shouted to him through the wooden wall: "I just cast a good baby, relying on the merits of my ancestors, and my father and brother are diligent. If you talk about talent and courage, whoever is a nobleman must be better than a prostitute." A woman?!"

King Jing's eyes lit up suddenly, and the more he spoke, the more outrageous it became.

Even if he was reprimanded by the clan for uttering wild words, fined and grounded, and stayed behind closed doors in Beijing to contemplate his mistakes, it would still be better than being thrown to Jingxiang Road where life and death are uncertain.

Lady Jing wished she could cover his mouth to prevent him from talking nonsense, so she pulled Shen Xuan to calm down and said, "Don't worry, His Highness King Jing will set off tomorrow as scheduled."

Shen Menghan was silent for a moment, the nonsense of King Jing just now may not have touched him.

It is not necessarily Shen Xuan's truth to say what he said indiscriminately.

He was also born in Chuguan, a brothel, and he understands Mrs. Jing's difficulty better than anyone else.

As long as Shen Zhuo had more respect for Lin Ran than Shen Xuan did for Mrs. Jing, Lin Ran would not choose such a disastrous ending.

Shen Menghan also followed Zhou An around the board wall, and said to Mrs. Jing in a warm voice: "In the past, there was Mrs. Liang, who also came from a prostitute, and was awarded the imperial edict because of her military achievements. .”

Although he respected Mrs. Jing, he wished to ask for an imperial edict for her, which was also selfish. If Mrs. Jing could really obtain an imperial edict, the resistance would be much smaller when King An asked for an imperial edict for Ran Ziyun in the next year.

King Jing heard the words and almost scrambled over, looked at Lady Jing, and said in a voiceless voice: "Really?"

Mrs. Jing was born in a prostitute family, so it is impossible for her to be the concubine of Prince Jing. Now that she is in Prince Jing's mansion, no matter how favored she is, she can only be regarded as a servant, but if she is granted the imperial edict, she will naturally become the master.

If King Jing insists on not establishing a concubine, then a couple for the rest of his life is within easy reach.

Lady Jing immediately beamed with joy, and said with great emotion: "Young Master, don't worry, even if I drag him, I will drag His Royal Highness King Jing to Jingxiang Road!"

King Jing hesitated for a moment, then muttered: "Go as soon as you go, Jingxiang Road is rich in specialties, and there are also many delicacies, and the Hunan flavor is also a must."

As he talked, he even began to look yearning.

King Jing entered the palace with Zhou An, Lady Jing sent Shen Menghan out, her eyes flickered, she hesitated to speak: "My lord, I have something to ask."

Shen Menghan signaled her to speak bluntly.

"When I arrived on Jingxiang Road, I was still just a concubine in Prince Jing's mansion. If you want to make contributions by yourself, how can you only rely on His Highness Prince Jing."

As soon as the words came out, Mrs. Jing seemed to have made up her mind, her eyes sparkled, and she even changed her address: "Mr. Menghan, there are many sisters in Qidonglou who were involved in the fake Japanese case. They have martial arts, but they are imprisoned." , can I let them go to Jingxiang Road with me, commit crimes and make meritorious deeds, and jointly start a great cause?"

Mr. Meng Han was his old name in the song, except for Xie Chenyan, few people call him now. Mrs. Jing put all her eggs in one basket and called him by the old name in the song, looking at him a little earnestly.

He and she had never met before, but at this moment they were in the same mind.

He wants to save the sisters in Qilonglou, she needs an army of her own.

She knew that he had selfishness, but she still wanted to use his selfishness to strive for the greatest benefit for herself.

"Okay." Shen Menghan replied: "It couldn't be better."

He admired her spirit and courage, a slight smile appeared on his lips and said: "Xinzi is now in Keyue City, and she is currently acting as the landlord. If there is any difficulty, just go to her."

"The sisters in the Seven Towers will be entrusted to Mrs. Jing."

Mrs. Jing breathed a sigh of relief, her proud expression just now returned, she brushed her hair and said, "I hope I will return to Beijing someday, so that Young Master Yin can respectfully call me Mrs. Jing."

"May the Niangzi flag win." Shen Menghan said with a smile: "It's a deal."