The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

Yandu.

Three days later, the welcoming team came directly to the gate of the post house, led by Xiao Xun, the new imperial teacher of the current Dynasty.

At this time, Xiao Xun was dressed in a python robe and jade belt, holding the imperial edict in his hand. He looked at the two words on the post house with no sadness or joy in his face. His eyes flashed and he ordered: "pass on!"

Accompanied by Weng Chong came next to the whole body, respectfully: "ChiYan princess, his royal highness Jima, received the order!"

The gate opened and all the people in the post Hall fell to their knees.

Xiao Xun just looked at it and walked to the post house. These people didn't dare to get up after shouting long live.

All the way to the front door of the main room where Princess Jima lived, Xiao Xun asked again to see Weng Chong.

Weng Chong pursed the corners of his lips, and once again said in a loud voice: "his royal highness, Princess Jima of ChiYan, is honored before the emperor! Board the sedan chair to receive the order! "

"His royal highness, Princess Jima of ChiYan Kingdom, is honored before the emperor! Board the sedan chair to meet the purpose! "

"Red..." After Weng Chong uttered a word for the third time, Xiao Xun could not hold his breath. He stepped up the steps, raised his foot, and the door opened. Weng Chong's face turned white in an instant.

"What about people?" Xiao Xun's eyes were about to crack, and he looked back at the manager of the post house.

In the face of defeat, he climbed several steps to Xiao Xun, and kowtow like a rammed garlic: "the teacher in charge of the Imperial College has always been attentive and courteous."

Bang, kick, the steward snorted and fell to the ground. There was no movement. Everyone was silent.

"Grand master, it's not suitable to see blood on a happy day. How about going back to the palace as soon as possible?" Weng rushed forward and lowered his voice.

Xiao Xun's face was as gloomy as water: "please, manager Weng."

"It should be, it should be." Weng Chong took a corner of his robe and left quickly. Behind him came Xiao Xun's roar: "dig three feet to find out!"

Weng Chong's heart clapped, digging three feet? I'm afraid I can't find the Yandu, but he's not sure who took Princess Jima away.

If it's in southern Xinjiang, why haven't you received any news?

Although he was suspicious, he didn't dare to relax. He galloped all the way to the door of the imperial library. He was already sweating on his forehead and fell to his knees: "emperor, I have something important to report."

The door of the imperial study opened. Dongfang Yuhong was sitting on a chair, dressed in a royal robe and wearing a crown. His face was rare and ruddy, but his eyes were cold. He looked at Weng Chong: "man, have you run?"

Weng Chong lay on the ground: "yes, master Xiao is looking for it. I'll tell you when I come back."

"Run away." The voice was so weak that he could hardly hear it. Dongfang Yuhong took a red pill from the tray beside him and put it into his mouth. His eyes narrowed and looked at Weng Chong dangerously: "Weng Chong, are you 67 this year?"

"Yes, old slave..." Weng Chong noticed that something was wrong. He suddenly raised his head and saw the smile in the corner of Dongfang Yuhong's mouth. He slowly took a breath of air. He knew that he was doomed today.

"Dongfang Yi is 20 years old. Twenty years ago, you were 47 years old. You have been protecting him for so many years. Do you think that's enough?" Dongfang Yuhong got up slowly, went to Weng Chong, squatted down and reached out to help him get up: "I don't have many people around me. You are the one who suits my heart best. It's all the credit of boundless monk."

"I only have the emperor in my heart." Weng Chong's forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

Dongfang Yuhong took out his handkerchief and wiped it for him. The action gently made Weng give a goose bumps and dare not move.

"You have me? I have been thinking all these days, how could the loyal Weng Zhong have changed? How come you've become so picky? Is that how monk boundless taught his disciples? " Dongfang Yuhong paced to one side and suddenly turned back: "I have finally figured it out."

Weng Chong only felt that the Yan Emperor in his mind had disintegrated in an instant. All the way to today, he saw too much and saw through too much.

Raised his head: "emperor."

"Since the foot of Qishan, you have been bribed by Dongfang Yi, haven't you? I also want to, originally all damned people, how met Wen Ruolan? How to cure without medicine? How can step by step powerful to this point! Strong enough to take away my queen

"Emperor, calm down." Weng Chong knelt to the ground: "this matter may not have something to do with King Rui. Yandu is not peaceful recently. It's very..."

"Shut up Dongfang Yuhong suddenly came over, and his body was like a ghost. Zong Weng did all his kung fu, but he didn't know how he was strangled: "do you dare to speak for him at this time? If you rob my queen today, you will dare to rob my country tomorrow. Helan rhyme is your choice, and all the children are born of Helan rhyme. Today's situation is like Weng Chong! Even if you are cut to pieces, you will not be enough to calm my anger! "

"The emperor, the emperor, it's time to look back." Weng Chong's face turned red and his breath was not smooth: "life is only a hundred years old, and Weng Chong learned that..."

With a bang, Weng Chong was left on the ground.

He got up tremblingly and knelt down again: "Weng Chong learned that Princess Rui had a way to dissolve erysipelas. Such a filial son and a virtuous daughter-in-law is the emperor's blessing. Weng Chong has been waiting on you for so many years. He has always regarded you as the master and always wanted to protect the river and mountain of Dayan. The prince is not virtuous and the prince is weak. Isn't King Rui the best choice for the emperor?"

Dongfang Yuhong suddenly burst out laughing, which made Weng Chong's forehead sweat like beans. His voice was sweet, and his mouth overflowed with blood: "Weng Chong's death is not to be regretted. The emperor must not make mistakes again and again. The purpose of marrying Princess ChiYan is to guard against Cangwu, but it also gives the prince an excuse to rebel. The emperor should think twice!" Weng Chong kowtows and sees blood.

Dongfang Yuhong looks at Weng Chong. His eyes are so complicated that people can't guess what he thinks. For a long time, when there is a pool of blood on the ground, he reaches out to help Weng Chong up.

Weng Chong sat down in the corner.

Dongfang Yuhong sits on the ground, opposite.

"Your loyalty is not for me, but it's really for the great Yanjiang mountain. It's not your idea, it's a game of chess arranged by boundless for a long time." Dongfang Yuhong raised his hand, took off the crown and put it aside: "Mr. Jin has been busy behind his back all the time. When he came back to Yandu, he refused to see me. He assisted Dongfang Yi."

Weng Chong's eyes lost their vitality, but he still looked at Dongfang Yuhong. His lips moved, but he couldn't speak, and his blood gushed out.

"You want to die, don't you? Weng Chong, I've treated you well for so many years. Even if you feel guilty and just want to die, I think you should, but do you know? I have been dead once! I've been dead once

Weng Chong closed his eyes, leaned against the corner and slid down.

"When I was killed by Dongfang Yu, you were the only one to collect my corpse. Weng Chong, let you die in front of me. I will collect your corpse for you. It's a reward for reward!" Dongfang Yuhong suddenly got up and said, "come on, send manager Weng home!"

The eunuch who came in was a young man with white face. He came in tremblingly, followed by several bodyguards, carrying Weng out.

"Dongxu."

The young eunuch turned quickly: "emperor."

"Weng Chong's roots were taken and buried in a small temple in the east of the imperial mausoleum." After Dongfang Yuhong said that, he walked away.

Dongxu eyes a cool, bow respectfully: "yes, slave this to do."

The carriage carrying the coffin quietly left the palace. In the carriage, Xiao Hai cried like a tearful man, holding a jar in his arms: "grandfather, grandfather, Xiao Hai stole your roots back, Xiao Hai went back to wake you, Xiao Hai hated Dongfang Yuhong, he wanted grandfather to die without a whole body."

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and the coachman turned back: "what are you talking about

Xiao Hai turned his head and cried. He rushed over and sobbed: "monk Bu Zhou..."