In the imperial study room.

Fang Zheng smiled very flatteringly, his eyebrows and eyes were squeezed into a ball. If anyone said that he was not a treacherous minister, he would be simply ignorant of his conscience.

"The emperor is wise and magical, has a brilliant plan, and is planning in the plan. What's more, I really admire the emperor..."

"Okay, okay, put away your flattery skills. I'm tired of hearing it." The emperor said angrily.

It seems that the emperor's flattery at me can no longer bring pleasure. How can this work? You have to practice more when you go home. Flattering is the basic skill of being a minister.

"Yes, yes, yourselves, yourselves, you're sending troops to surround the Shangshu Mansion. Although this is to protect the safety of Shangshu Pan, Shangshu Pan is not a fool. How can you not know your intention? Aren't you afraid that he will jump over the wall with a hurry?"

The court was full of false accusations and investigations. The emperor and Fang Zheng collaborated on a play with the goal of sending troops to surround the Shangshu Mansion with justification.

Now it seems that the emperor's purpose has been achieved, and Fang Zheng's gun is also very convenient. On the surface, today's morning court is very successful, and everything is carried out in an orderly manner in the plan arranged by the emperor.

"I and Pan Ni have come to this point and they are tacit. He will never naively think that the matter of his rebellion will be hidden from me. Similarly, I will not think that he will believe that I sent troops to surround the Shangshu Mansion to protect him. Now, I and he will not be willing to be in this temporary stalemate. Let's wait, and soon, he will have new actions."

"Your Majesty, why don't you directly send troops to attack the Shangshu Mansion and arrest him? The so-called capturing the thief first, and arresting him, will everything be solved?"

The emperor shook his head and said, "You can't catch me, everyone in the world is watching me. If Pan Ni is captured, I am afraid that his disciples and former officials will immediately lead their troops to attack the capital. This will ruin my position. Even if I suppress it temporarily, they will still rebel in the future. What I am waiting for is that they will take the initiative to send troops and then attack them all in one go. Otherwise, if they will not die from the snake, they will suffer endless troubles. I don't want to leave a country with hidden dangers for their descendants."

Taking one step, counting a hundred steps is the real emperor's mind, right? Fang Zheng suddenly felt that it would be such a happy thing to travel to a merchant and playboy who didn't understand anything. If he traveled to the prince or fat man... Fang Zheng couldn't help but shake his head. If he traveled to these royal children, he might not be able to live for a winter, right?

"Your wedding with Mi'er is scheduled to be the fifteenth of this month. You can't delay your marriage with Mi'er because of this." The emperor looked at Fang Zheng and smiled faintly.

"Ah? No, right? This is so infuriating. How can I get married? It doesn't matter if I wait any longer..." Fang Zheng subconsciously refused.

"Nonsense! How could you change the days you have calculated by the imperial heaven? It's just a small rebellion, hum! What are you afraid of?" The emperor said unhappy.

Damn! The "Little" rebellion is light! Some army outside the city may suddenly come into the city and take down your palace. You still have the leisure to marry your daughter at this moment. I really don’t know what these so-called emperors are thinking about in their hearts every day!

Fang Zheng said with a bitter face: "Master, this rebellion is not small. You and Shangshu Pan have been fighting openly and secretly for many years, and just waiting for this tremor. Can you be so small? Otherwise, you two fight hard, and Weichen will shine for you. If you win, Weichen will get married again. How great is it... "

"No! Suppressing rebellion and getting married is a completely different matter. I have decided that I will issue an order to marry you this month's fifteenth." The emperor slapped the board with a firm attitude, with a hint of complexity and difficulty in understanding in his eyes.

Alas, come on, get married, you are the emperor, you are the biggest. Fang Zheng went home dejectedly to prepare for the marriage. On the way, he was thinking, the emperor and the two big bosses Pan Shangshu, what if Pan Shangshu wins? The royal family must not have run away, they all die, our Fang family must have been unlucky, who said that he is the emperor's son-in-law, and offended Pan Shangshu to death.

In this way, the wedding with Changping may be the first and last wedding in my life. It is said that marriage is the grave of life, and this is indeed true. How can I say something? "If you are satisfied, you will die"?

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A team of soldiers in brightly dressed in armor drove out of the palace and rushed straight to the palace with great momentum. This group of soldiers was the imperial guards responsible for the palace guards and the army that the emperor trusted the most.

The soldiers marched very quickly, and they knocked over many stalls and carriages along the way. The people avoided it. Wherever the army passed, people were all over the place. After arriving outside the gate of the Shangshu Mansion, the general led the general waved his hand and the imperial guards divided into two teams, surrounded them along the wall of the Shangshu Mansion.

The general's face was cold and his firm eyes looked straight at the trembling Pan family members at the door, and shouted loudly: "According to the emperor's will, we will lead troops to protect Pan Shangshu's family. From now on, no one is allowed to enter and exit. Those who violate the order will be killed!"

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In the Pan Mansion, Lin Qingshan hurried to the study with no face.

"Sir! Sir! It's not good!" Lin Qingshan's voice was filled with unconcealed panic and fear.

He was just a failed scholar. He could help the old man with advice. He could calmly point out the mistakes and omissions of a plan, but he could not face the moment when he was really fighting. He saw the spear and steel knife in the hands of the imperial soldiers through the crack of the door, and he suddenly realized what a dangerous thing he was doing.

"Why are you panic?" Pan Shangshu, who was reading a book, looked at Lin Qingshan unhappily.

"Sir, the mansion... is surrounded by the imperial guards!" Lin Qingshan couldn't help but tremble. As a scholar, he shouldn't have acted so abnormally, but who could really face death calmly? What's more, Lin Qingshan was just a weak scholar who had never even killed a chicken.

Pan Shangshu's old face, which was as dry as tree bark, twitched violently, gently put down the book in his hand, and sighed.

"He will still take action after all." Pan Shangshu was very calm, as if he had expected this step.

Lin Qingshan stammered his lips and said, "How to deal with it, please decide."

Pan Shangshu looked at Lin Qingshan, and a little disappointment gradually emerged in his eyes.

"I have my own opinions. Don't worry, go back to the room. They dare not come in." Picking up the books on the desk again, Pan Shangshu turned pages and pages of focus.

He opened his mouth hesitantly, and Lin Qingshan finally said nothing, respectfully bowed to Shangshu Pan, turned around and went out. This time, his walking posture was no longer as panicked as before, and he walked step by step, just like walking in a leisurely manner.

Three days, three days left!

Pan Shangshu counted silently in his heart, and his hands turning the book began to tremble involuntarily, not because of fear or excitement.

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The storm is about to come and the wind fills the building.

The capital city, which has been quiet for decades, is shrouded in a gloomy and low-pressure atmosphere. Just like the late autumn weather, it is gray and makes people feel breathless.

People always maintain an animal alertness towards danger. Now every household is closed and they don’t leave. If they are not necessary, they dare not go out. The bustling shops in the past have closed their doors and stopped doing business. The deserted streets are rarely visited, and they are as empty as a dead city. There are only a group of soldiers holding spears in their hands and crossbows on their waists. The fully armed soldiers patrolling back and forth with expressionless expressions, which has added a lot of fear and concern to the people.

A gust of autumn wind whistled, blowing the falling leaves on the ground and drifting aimlessly into the distance.

The weather is about to change.

In the Prince's Mansion.

The prince is giving Fan Rui a face-to-face advice.

"... Use the carrier pigeons in the army to order General Chen, who is stationed in Hangzhou, and General Liu outside the city to order the two of them to wait for the battle and pay attention to the changes in the capital at any time. If the Secretary of Shangshu succeeds, he will order them to immediately attack from the West Gate, defeat the rebels in one fell swoop, and go to the capital to serve the king."

Fan Rui responded with respect, and couldn't help asking, "What if the emperor wins?"

The prince smiled when he heard this, and his gentle smile appeared on his handsome face, which was particularly feminine.

"If the father wins, they will not have to act rashly. If the father wins, he will win alone. Sooner or later, this country will be lonely."

"What I have to do is not to let this country be taken away by outsiders, nor can I do the teacher of the orphan!"

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In the Shenwu Army.

Zhao Hu stared at his blood-red eyes and glanced at the silent generals under his command. He held a blood-stained steel knife in his hand. In his tent, three generals who were unwilling to obey him had fallen into a pool of blood.

The rich murderous aura, mixed with the rust-like bloody smell, was filled with the commander's tent. The generals had already looked like earth, staring blankly at General Zhao, who was usually kind to others. At this moment, he was so hideous and strange.

After a long time, Zhao Hu spoke, his voice hoarse and dry.

"Now, the emperor favors villains, close to treacherous ministers and far away from wise ministers, the people are displaced, and foreign enemies spy on them. If this continues, the country will not be a country! I want to lead the army into the capital, and I will advise my emperor with my flesh and blood to long live the army, swear to kill the treacherous ministers and beside the king! You and I are brothers for many years. I will ask you, are you willing to join me to petition for the people of the world?"

Three people have fallen in a pool of blood. Who dares to say no at this time? But if you agree, this is a blatant rebellion!

The generals looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a moment.

A sudden sound rang in a corner of the handsome tent.

"Zhao Bidder! You dare to lead troops to rebellion! The court has been supporting you for so many years! You are trying to force your brothers to the dead end! I am incompatible with you..."

"Swish!"

Zheng Yansong's sword mercilessly pierced the chest of the speaker.

The fourth one is here.

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on Zhao Hu's hideous face, which was daunting.

"Who else is against it?"

The generals gritted their teeth and finally bowed down together.

"The last general is willing to follow the general!"

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October 15th, auspicious day of the zodiac, it is advisable to marry and travel.

Before dawn, the whole Fang Mansion became boiling, and the servants came and went, hurriedly preparing for the items to marry the princess.

A tall horse with red and green hangings, a happy money and cake, white wine, japonica rice, long life thread, five-color silk...

"Where is Shangshu Yang? Where is Shangshu Yang?" Mrs. Fang rushed into the side hall in a hurry.

"Shangshu Yang had already taken the intermarriage letter to the palace to pick it up." A servant said while wiping his sweat.

Nacai was the first step in getting married in ancient times. Simply put, the man asked a matchmaker to propose marriage to the woman's house and submitted a letter of marriage. If the woman agrees, the man can formally propose.

"Has Secretary Yang brought the live geese there? You must not forget this." Mrs. Fang asked worriedly.

"Take it with me, and bring it with me with the intermarriage letter."

"Very good." Mrs. Fang nodded. Seeing that in the side hall, Mr. Fang was sitting upright and drinking tea. Fang Zheng lowered his eyebrows and listened to Mr. Fang's precious sermon. If there are many rules for marrying a daughter in the royal family, don't mess around at the wedding. Let the ministers in the court who came to congratulate him watch a joke. After marriage, you must be a good person and treat the princess well. Don't let the princess suffer grievances, otherwise be careful of your dog's head on your neck...

"What are you two doing while sitting?" Mrs. Fang shouted with her eyebrows raised and her tongue burst into thunder.

The teacup in Mr. Fang's hand shook, and his whole body was as thunderous as the sky. He couldn't help but tremble, and his eyes looked at his wife in fear.

"The whole family is so busy. You still have the time to drink tea and scold your son. Hurry up and change my auspicious clothes! Is there anyone like you who is a father?" Mrs. Fang came down to earth as if she was a god. She had a disagreement and wanted to go forward to pick up Mr. Fang.

"Ahem, I'm going to change my clothes, Zheng'er, what I said to you just now..."

"Go quickly! There is so much nonsense! If you delay the auspicious time, you will see how you can take responsibility!" Mrs. Fang said without saying a word and pushed Mr. Fang into the inner courtyard.

Fang Zheng looked at me with a silence, and finally confirmed something in his heart. I hid myself very deeply, very deep...

"What are you still stunned?" After sending Mr. Fang away, Mrs. Fang turned her head and said.

"I...what should I do?" Fang Zheng was confused now.

"Go to change your clothes! The person who asked the name later will set off. Go and change the clothes!"

"No, right? Mom, my clothes are quite clean. Can't I change them during the wedding?"
To be continued...