Chapter 250 Prince Ning Enters the Capital

The carriage is burning with extremely expensive ambergris incense, the carriage is covered with woolen Shu brocade, and there is a heating stove that can burn snowflake charcoal.

This kind of charcoal will not emit any smoke when burning.

Similarly, the price is extremely expensive.

The middle-aged man sitting in the carriage, flipping through something in his hand, narrowed his eyes slightly.

Just look!

He is about forty years old, with a sturdy and upright figure. His face does not show any vicissitudes of life, but his expression is majestic.

This handsome face with a beard looks a little cold and mean because of the pair of eyes with a hint of sinisterness.

At the age of fourteen, he followed the previous emperor to charge into battle, which naturally made King Ning practice good martial arts.

The boiling martial arts blood in his body is afraid that even a half-step innate martial arts master would not dare to look directly at it.

"Give birth to a daughter?"

King Ning suddenly muttered to himself, and then smiled coldly.

The news about the emperor in the capital was sent to him by a special person.

"This time, my sister is really restless. Do you want to use this method to shut up the world?"

King Ning seemed to have guessed that Li Zhao would do this.

In his cold eyes, a hint of confidence flashed.

He naturally planned to use this to reveal Li Zhao's true identity.

And he had already prepared everything. When the time was right, he could force Li Zhao to abdicate.

At that time, he, the adopted son of the previous emperor, would become the legitimate successor.

"Report!"

At this time.

New news was delivered to King Ning.

"Hmm?"

After reading it, the latter looked a little ugly.

"Why does the King of Wu in Nanyun send troops to the land of Beiyue instead of suppressing the remnants of the previous dynasty's dragon?"

The King of Wu mentioned by King Ning was one of the kings of different surnames enfeoffed by the previous emperor.

He was originally a governor of the previous dynasty, and he rebelled because of the general situation in the world.

Because he saw the right opportunity to join the previous emperor, he was canonized as the King of Wu.

However, the late emperor may have thought that the King of Wu was a fence-sitter and was quite indifferent to him.

His fiefdom was also placed in the most remote Nanyun.

Nanyun was a place for exile of criminals in the previous dynasty.

Therefore, the King of Wu was the weakest among the kings of different surnames.

But the weaker the power, the more restless he became.

King Ning knew very well that the King of Wu was dissatisfied with the enthronement of the late emperor and had long wanted to start a war again.

But King Ning put pressure on him and made him dare not move.

Yes.

King Ning also knew that these kings of different surnames were not honest.

King Ning, who consciously regarded the world of Li Tang as his own, was also preparing to reduce the power of the vassal.

"Hmph, when the throne is settled, I will start with you, King Wu!"

In the eyes of King Ning, the King of Wu had only 30,000 soldiers, which was not worth mentioning.

After all, there were many snakes, insects, rats and ants in Nanyun, and the weather was changeable.

It was not a good place to go, and it could not support too many troops.

"Order them to speed up the march!" King Ning narrowed his eyes and shouted.

With his order, the team moved faster.

Let's not talk about the Li Tang royal family's own affairs.

There are other major events in the capital, which make it very lively.

That is, the martial arts heroes gathered in the capital and planned to hold a public trial.

The person on trial is Nan Murong, who was once famous in the martial arts world!

There are rumors in the martial arts world that this person has killed many martial arts celebrities, recruited countless gangs of all sizes, and has the ambition to spy on the leader of the martial arts world.

Murong Fu almost vomited blood when he heard the news.

What is the leader of the martial arts world?

Just a false name.

Murong Fu sees this world very clearly.

It is impossible to restore the country by relying on the power of the martial arts world.

You can only join the court and then make plans.

Murong Fu has such a psychological change, perhaps it was the king of a different surname that existed in the previous emperor's period that inspired him.

Now he is serving as a chief clerk under a third-rank military officer. Isn't his future brighter than hanging around in the underworld?

Not to mention that his cousin and two close maids are all around the general.

Once this pillow talk blows, he will surely rise to prominence in the court!

Murong Fu was also confused.

Who is killing people in the martial arts world in his name?

There are also family servants who report.

They say that a group of inferior gang warriors are acting in the underworld in his name.

Everything they do is a disgrace to him!

Stealing and robbery.

Finally, let me report that our boss is Nan Murong. Have you heard of Nan Murong? !

As a result, Murong Fu's reputation in the underworld is about to become a rat shit.

That's why he has been living in seclusion for some time and dared not show up in front of outsiders.

However, with the public trial becoming more and more chaotic.

Murong Fu knew that he could not hide anymore.

Fortunately, he had already made a backup plan.

"Let's go! Follow me to visit General Lin Chenjia!"

Murong Fu tidied up his clothes and called the four ministers out of the house.

He had been feeling very depressed at home for a while.

Today is the Laba Festival.

Outskirts of the capital, however, there was another grand scene.

The six gates of the yamen gathered.

The four famous detectives followed Zhuge Shenhou to the scene.

Looking at the old monk in a cassock with a kind face and the middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist priest, he was elegant and quite extraordinary.

"Song Xia, I haven't seen you for a long time. Is Master Zhang in good health?"

"Thank you for Master Xinzhi's concern. Master is in good health and can eat a bucket of rice in one meal."

The middle-aged Taoist priest called Song Xia said modestly.

Song Yuanqiao exchanged greetings with Shaolin, and then reminisced with other righteous sects.

Kunlun Kongtong, Qingcheng Beggars' Sect, Five Mountains Emei.

The gathering of so many righteous sects can be regarded as a grand event in the past ten years.

Song Yuanqiao saluted to Master Miejue, and after receiving the latter's indifferent nod, he was slightly surprised.

I thought that the Emei Sect was attacked by the Demon Sect before, and it might be unable to recover.

But I didn't expect that Master Miejue, who took over as the head, was not a simple person.

Song Yuanqiao remembered that when he met her last year, she had just entered the post-natal perfection.

Now, she has touched the threshold of the innate.

Song Yuanqiao felt ashamed.

The four famous detectives looked at the seemingly righteous righteous sects.

Zhui Ming, one of the famous detectives, was the most direct and curled his lips directly.

Especially when he saw the head of Qingcheng, Yu Canghai, there was more or less disgust in his eyes.

Before, they were sent by Zhuge Shenhou to investigate the case of Lin Pingzhi's extermination of his family.

Although the people who did it were quick and decisive.

But who are the Four Famous Constables?

As long as there are clues, it is natural that the clues will be traced.

All the clues show that the extermination of the Lin family is closely related to Yu Canghai, the head of the Qingcheng Sect.

However, time is tight, and the Four Famous Constables cannot continue to investigate.

"Zhuge Shenhou, long time no see."

At this time.

An elegant swordsman with extraordinary demeanor bowed to Zhuge Shenhou.

Zhuge Shenhou heard the words and returned the greeting with a friendly smile on his face.

"Master Yue, I didn't expect to bother you this time."

Yue Buqun stroked his beard and shook his head to indicate that he had to contribute to the affairs of the martial arts world.

Others heard the words.

They couldn't help but praise him, and the gentleman sword was as real as his name!

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