Variety Film and Television: Starting from the Legend of Zhen Huan

Chapter 313 Do you know Sheng Molan 47

King Yan grabbed the official, dragged him to the door, and shouted loudly, "I have the emperor in my hands, who dares to act rashly?"

Everyone stopped. The official looked at Zhao Zongquan and raised his voice, "Leave me alone and kill this traitor!"

"King Yan, holding the emperor hostage is a capital crime. If you put down the sword, maybe the officials will let you go."

Zhao Zongquan saw the little eunuch lying on the ground behind King Yan. The short blade in his hand glowed silver under the burning light. It was Zhao Ceying. He was still some distance away. He had to buy time.

King Yan put the knife against Guan Jia's neck, his eyes full of provocation.

"Zhao Tuan Lian Envoy, are you kidding me? Since I have taken the officials hostage, there is no turning back. If you really want me to let the officials go, why don't we exchange hostages?"

If Zhao Zongquan really dares to take a step forward, the official family will not be the only hostage in his hands.

Zhao Ceying held the dagger tightly in her hand and looked at He Yuanliang in the dark. The two of them were ready.

In Funing Palace, King Yan didn't have many men, so he was forced out of the palace to fight with the soldiers and horses from the western suburbs camp.

He was responsible for dealing with King Yan, and He Yuanliang was responsible for the remaining three.

Guan Jia knew that his life span was not long, and he didn't want Zhao Zongquan to replace him, so he opened his mouth to say something.

But King Yan pressed his throat hard, and only King Yan could hear his hesitating voice.

"Even when death is imminent, you still talk back...hard."

A short sword was inserted into King Yan's body. The sword was inserted very deep and into a vital part. Warm blood overflowed directly from the corner of King Yan's mouth. Then, two more swords were struck, and he collapsed immediately. on the ground.

King Yan was dead, and the guards on the side had not yet reacted and were completely unconscious.

Zhao Ceying said coldly, "The leader of the thieves, King Yan, is dead. Please surrender as soon as possible."

The group of dragons was leaderless. Seeing that King Yan was dead, the remaining guards immediately knelt on the ground and shouted "spare my life".

Zhao Ceying helped the weak-limbed official to the position, knelt on the ground and saluted, "I came too late to save you, which made the official and the saint suffer."

"Not too late, not too late." Empress Cao leaned over the table and witnessed the whole process of the two people rescuing the driver. She was brave, courageous, and bold. It was this boldness that saved the official's life and hers.

Queen Cao immediately helped the person up and wiped the tears from her eyes, with some doubts in her heart.

"Aren't you father and son in Yuzhou? Why did you come so fast!"

"Returning to the saint, I originally went to the capital to complain to King Yan for plotting to kill me and my father. On the way to the capital, I met the minister's brother-in-law, Sheng Changfeng, who was rushing towards Yuzhou. After asking, I found out that it was... the palace He was in trouble, and after reading the edict, my father came to rescue him resolutely. "

The officials sighed, King Yan suffered the consequences, and it would be a pity to die.

At this time, Zhao Zongquan led Sheng Changfeng and Gu Tingye into the palace. Empress Cao thought of the little maid's leaving figure and asked, "Where is Sheng Changfeng?"

"I'm here." Sheng Changfeng was a little embarrassed at the moment, but in front of the officials and Empress Cao, it was commendable that a civil servant could protect them from going into battle to kill the enemy.

"What about the maid who sent the blood edict and military talismans?"

The blood edict and military talismans were sent by Sheng Changfeng, who deserved a lot of credit.

But if it hadn't been for Ruichu, I'm afraid that King Yan would have already written the imperial edict of canonization and succeeded to the throne. Whether he was alive or dead, no matter what, he had to ask clearly.

Sheng Changfeng told what happened, "I have placed the woman in the Sheng family. When she returns home, she will be sent to the palace."

The official said hello twice.

Chang Feng thought of his father and brother, and his face darkened, "Guan family, I have an unkind favor..."

"That's what Sheng Aiqing said."

The officials couldn't help but call Sheng Changfeng Aiqing.

"My father and brother are still in the palace. I am really worried and would like to ask your Majesty to send someone to take a look."

"If Sheng Aiqing is there, I will ask someone to find her."

The official immediately sent someone to look for him, feeling a trace of worry in his heart.

It is true that he had not killed any civil servants since he came to the throne, but King Yan led the troops into the palace. They were all barbarians, burning, killing, looting and committing all kinds of crimes. It was difficult to guarantee that Sheng Changfeng's father and brother were not among them.

If he couldn't find it, wouldn't it chill the hero's heart?

"Thank you, officials." Chang Feng thanked him with clasped fists and stepped back. He was not the protagonist of this rescue. Now that his presence had been severely wiped out, it was time for Zhao Zongquan and Zhao Ceying to enter the scene.

When officials asked, Zhao Zongquan answered promptly, putting caution into practice.

Similarly, the officials were also very satisfied with Zhao Zongquan's caution and intelligence, and recognized him as the future prince. He had a picture of a loving father and a filial son.

While discussing the edict to establish an heir, Queen Cao saw the official's eyelids drooping and couldn't help but persuade her.

"Your Majesty, it's time for you to rest. You haven't closed your eyes since morning."

The official shook his head and said, "I will not rest until I personally write the edict establishing the heir. Zhao Ceying, come and serve the pen and ink."

The officials also like Zhao Ceying, a good boy who is wearing the clothes of a chamberlain, his body is covered with blood, and he still wants to save his life in dangerous moments.

Zhao Ceying responded and hurriedly bent down to study the ink. When the official wrote Zhao Zongquan's name on the imperial edict, he was relieved.

On the way, he expected the best result of coming to Bianjing, but he didn't expect this result.

My father actually took the throne of prince in a down-to-earth manner.

If it weren't for Mo'er, he wouldn't be so decisive in going to Beijing.

He wanted to go back and tell Mo Lan, no... Guan Jia's health was not good, and he was afraid that he would not be able to pick him up in person, so he could only ask his subordinates to escort him.

The previously cold face gradually softened. I wonder how Mo'er is doing in Yuzhou?

He fell into a deep sleep again while thinking.