Ru Jia was almost scared and turned her head and ran away like a conditioned reflex. Unfortunately, at this time, she could not run away. Feng Yuheng's little hand gently pressed on her shoulders, and without seeing too much force, Ru Jia was lifted up, and then after a dizzy, she was thrown into the house with a "bang".

The shop door was closed again, and Ru Jia looked up and faced the golden mask on Xuan Tianming's face. Under such dim candlelight, the mask still shone, making her eyes hurt.

Ru Jia turned her head away and realized that on the ground in the room, four guys were tied up and curled up in the corner, unable to move or speak, but the look at her was despair and desolation.

Just as she was counting on the people in the shop to help her life, the Qianzhou secret whistles in the shop also counted on the two princesses to save their lives. Unfortunately, the hopes on both sides were empty, and there was only one way in front of them, that was death.

Xuan Tianming looked up and said to Bai Ze beside him: "Drag them all to the back and forth, be sure to ask them to find the detailed locations of several other dens."

Bai Ze walked to Ru Jia with a smirk, stretched out his hand to pull her arm, and dragged it to the corner of the wall on the ground. Until he grabbed the ropes that the four guys tied up, he said: "Let's go! Let's go back and tell me clearly."

About half an hour later, Bai Ze finally returned to the front hall, bowed in front of the two, and said, "A friend couldn't help but torture and was recruited. There are three other strongholds in the capital, in the north, west and east of the city. The specific locations have been obtained."

"Okay." Xuan Tianming stood up, pulled the corner of his lips and sneered, and then stretched out his hand at Feng Yuheng, "Love Concubine, I will take you to fight!"

On such a night when the wind was sweeping heavy rain and lightning and thunder, the ninth prince Xuan Tianye and the lord of Ji'an County Feng Yuheng walked in four corners of the capital against the thunderstorm. A bun shop, a snack shop, a jewelry shop, and a rice shop were all destroyed by her. No one inside escaped, no one died, and they were all captured alive.

The officers and soldiers who followed them and were ready to fight anytime and anywhere were stunned. They had never seen such a neat style of behavior, and had never seen such a refreshing way of fighting. It was rumored that the Ninth Prince was a master in leading troops to fight, and it was rumored that the Lord of Ji'an was a miracle doctor in the world. But until today they realized that the martial arts of these two people were so superb, just like a soul-catching messenger who came out of hell, with his evil aura seducing the lives of those who were attracted by them on such a thunderstorm night.

The heavy rain covered the action even more hidden. The people closed their doors and windows to hide from the wind and rain. Even if there was a little movement outside, they were completely transformed by thunder. No one knew what happened that night. It was not until the next morning when the wind stopped and the rain stopped, and people went out to buy buns and snacks. Only then did they find that the shop had been changed overnight.

But whoever makes the decision or not? If you buy what you want to eat, the other things have nothing to do with you.

When the secret whistles hidden in the four shops and Ru Jia were sent to the mountain prison together, Kang Yi, who had been holding back the incident, finally let out a shrill scream and started crying. Feng Kun finally realized that a thousand weeks of fighting could not be done well. In just one night, their ten-year deployment would be ruined.

At this time, Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuheng were already standing in the outer hall of Zhaohe's bedroom, and had just reported everything that happened last night to Tianwu, who was wearing a dragon robe and preparing to go to court.

Tianwu was so excited that he interrupted many times during this period and kept applauding Zhang Yuan, which made him unable to do anything. He had to remind him: "Master, this dragon robe has been worn for more than half an hour. Can you let the servant finish it?"

Tianwu didn't even bother to wear it, so he took off the robe that could not be buttoned on it, and then walked around the room with his hands behind his back. When he finally stopped, his face was covered with a serious look.

"I seem to have heard the sound of weapons fighting with Qianzhou and Dashun. A few years ago, there were occasionally a small group of thieves in the northern border, but Dashun's attitude was mainly to comfort him. This time, he completely tore his face. Since he wanted to fight, he had to make some tricks! The only thing he had to do is to make steel-" He looked at Feng Yuheng, "Half a year is too long, I can only give you three months at most. Three months later, at least the soldiers in the camp in the suburbs of Beijing must use steel weapons."

Feng Yuheng tightened his eyebrows. Three months was too hasty. But he also knew that this was a great relationship. No matter how long Qianzhou was delayed, it would not be delayed for three months. As long as the news came back to Qianzhou, there would be actions there. The three northern provinces that were the first to be affected would be in turmoil. This was a huge threat to Dashun.

She pondered for a while and nodded, "I'll do my best."

Tianwu corrected her: "It's not about doing its best, but it must be done."

Xuan Tianming stopped doing it, "Why so many must be done? Steel is refined as soon as possible?"

Feng Yuheng pulled his sleeve and shook his head slightly, "I have to hold on. No matter how I count, there is not enough time."

Xuan Tianming naturally knew this truth. He just couldn't stand Tian Wu urging Feng Yuheng. After thinking about it, he said: "In addition to Xingang, at least we have a Shenji Camp, which is also the key to victory."

"Yes." Feng Yuheng said: "The Shenji Camp can indeed buy us a lot of time. We will deploy as soon as possible and send a small number of Tianji team members to sneak into the northern border in secret to see if it is possible to set up some small but useful formations first."

Tianwu waved his hand: "I don't care what you do!" He sat on the chair while saying that, and then said to Xuan Tianming: "You have also seen that my body is getting worse every day, so even in terms of filial piety, you should not worry too much about this matter of Qianzhou. What's more, this is to conquer your wife. As long as Qianzhou is defeated, she will be the queen of Qianzhou."

When Xuan Tianming heard this, "Are you going to ignore it?"

Tianwu glared at his eyes: "What are you concerned about? Didn't you say that I am old and in poor health, and I don't have the energy to manage. Besides, you have to take care of it sooner or later, so you should practice it." After a pause, he said unwillingly: "Others who want to practice have no chance yet, cut it!"

Xuan Tianming almost lost his anger. This old guy has this temper. No matter how serious he is, he uses extremely inappropriate methods.

Tianwu also gave him very much face, and he became even more inappropriate if he was not serious - "Besides, don't I still have to pursue your mother? Do you have no idea which is more important, your mother or the court?"

Xuan Tianming rolled his eyes, "What do you mean is that mother is more important than Dashun."

Tianwu opened his mouth, looking like he wanted to say the right thing, but after being glared at by Zhang Yuan, he still didn't say anything so he could only say: "Dashun still has you!"

Feng Yuheng knew that the father and son had not finished their fight, so he quickly interrupted, but picked up an important word and asked Tianwu for a promise - "Cross Zhou is defeated, is it really my own?"

Tianwu nodded, "That's natural."

"Okay." She also became happy, "I originally wanted ten Tianshan snow lotus for thousands of weeks, but I was busy in seclusion to make steel. I heard that they were all dead. After a thousand weeks, that thing is no longer a rare thing. I have to go back to Dashun to open a hospital. My father, I agreed that when opening a hospital, you have to earn a share."

Tianwu also didn't understand what the so-called hospital meant. He thought it might be that Baicaotang. At worst, it would be just a few more companies. How many people can buy or not get a share? He simply said: "I will allocate some money to you at that time, and I won't want the stock."

Feng Yuheng nodded, "One word is certain."

Xuan Tianming saw a hint of cunning in her eyes, and knew in his heart that the old man would be cheated by this ghost girl!

Feng Yuheng had something else, and she said to Tianwu: "I have to send my mother to Xiaozhou immediately. Don't worry, after returning from Xiaozhou, I will go back to the camp directly."

Tianwu nagged a few more times, and Zhang Yuan urged him to go to court several times before he started wearing his outer shirt again.

Before leaving, he did not forget to remind Xuan Tianming: "I agreed that you both will care about the war!"

Xuan Tianming pulled Feng Yuheng and almost escaped from the palace.

"The older the old man is, the less serious he is." He muttered in the palace car, but Feng Yuheng heard it.

She said: "Actually, the father is also determined to pass the throne to you, right? He has done so obviously. You should understand what he means. In the past, he used your injuries to make a fuss to make his opponent move his target elsewhere and give you the greatest safety. Now, he wants to use the rest of his life to help you become a good emperor as soon as possible. The father has good intentions, and whether from the perspective of the monarch and minister or father and son, he should be full."

Xuan Tianming sighed and grabbed her hand, "I know, I just don't want him to convince him."

Feng Yuheng didn't say much. She knew that the father and son were in love with each other. Otherwise, Emperor Tianwu would not have been able to spoil this son for this.

The palace car walked all the way to the gate of Feng Mansion. Feng Yuheng called to stop. Xuan Tianming asked her: "Go back to Feng Mansion?"

She nodded, "I have been away from Beijing for several months, and I should go back to say hello no matter what. Besides, we have to think of a way to delay the matter for Qianzhou. I want to find out if there are any handwritings written by Kang Yi on weekdays. We will send it back to Qianzhou by imitating a letter to report a false peace."

Xuantian meditated and said, "This will work. Be careful yourself. Don't sleep all night. You have to rest first. There is no hurry to write letters."

"Okay." She got out of the car with a smile, raised her head and said, "Remember to come to see me if you have time." Then she lifted her skirt and turned into the mansion.

Xuan Tianming looked at her little look and felt funny, only to say that his wife was fierce like a poisonous scorpion, but when she became innocent, she was still a thirteen-year-old girl.

The people in Feng Mansion hadn't seen Feng Yuheng for several months. Suddenly, when she entered the mansion, He Zhong was shocked. She was stunned for a long time before she realized and quickly greeted her and saluted: "I have seen the second lady, Miss II, you are back!"

Feng Yuheng responded and walked into the mansion. He felt that the mansion was dead and there was no movement. I thought that no one had slept last night, and he was restoring his sleep. She thought for a while and moved to Tianxiangyuan. At this time, she heard the sound of hurried footsteps behind her.
Chapter completed!