MTL - Joy of Life-v7 Chapter 96 Bamboo blossom in the royal study

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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There is no doubt that Chen Pingping is a master, or more accurately, he used to be a master. To be more precise, it should be said that Chen Wuchang, one of the regular obedient eunuchs in the palace, could not compare with the genius of the genius Hong Si Yigong, but it is also a figure in the sequence, a martial art. Repair, do not underestimate.

If it wasn't for a strong man, how could it be in the turbulent situation of the world to compete with the mighty North Sean, how to build a gloomy supervision court under the eyes of the hostility of the Manchus. If Chen Pingping is not a strong man, how can he lead the black ride as a black storm on the mainland to carry out a few thousands of raids that shocked the world.

However, time and experience are the most powerful weapon in the world. The year has passed too long. Chen Pingping is old. The most unfortunate thing is that Chen Pingping was seriously injured, half-length, waist at the time of the assault on Shaun’s return to Beijing. There is no longer any sensation below. His body is also being beaten by the wind and rain, no longer leaving a half.

This is the history that all the people of the Qing Dynasty have known, and the fact that they are sorry or happy. Therefore, after the imperial court’s intention to capture Chen Pingping’s return to Beijing, whether it was Ye Zhong, Gong Dian, Yao’s eunuch, and the general who was responsible for the matter, Shi Zongwei, who finally knew this big secret, did not look at vigilance. He turned to the body of Dean Chen and cast it on the black wheelchair he was sitting on.

Because they know that Chen Pingping is only a waste person, there is no personal strength at all. They were afraid of fear in their hearts, not because of the power of Chen Pingping’s **, but because of the intrigues in the mind of the old nephew and the powerful supervisory power he could manipulate, which produced an irresistible idea.

Chen Pingping went back to Beijing alone, and the Supervisory Institute was closely monitoring and cooperating with a big man inside. The emperors sighed at the same time. As long as Chen Pingping can't make the dark power involved in his thin fingers, the palace is safe.

It is because of this judgment. Therefore, they did not worry that Chen Pingping would have any advantage in the royal study room. Even if Chen Pingping was the strong man of the black war, he could not have any counterattack power in front of the world's first master. As for the black wheelchair? The wheelchair under the old president has been sitting for many years. All the people are used to the existence of a wheelchair. They even regard this wheelchair as a part of integration with Chen Pingping.

The power of habit is strong and powerful enough to make people completely ignore it. Therefore, Chen Pingping entered the royal study room in a black wheelchair. No one in the mainland, Yao’s supervisor, gave birth to any vigilance. These big men made a big mistake.

Similarly, after the long conversation of the Emperor's majesty in the morning's dark autumn rain, the mind returned to the moment of indifference and calm, and made a mistake. When Chen Pingping, who was pale, looked at the white wall of the royal study room and screamed the woman’s name, his heart was slightly loose, looking backwards along Chen Pingping’s gaze, ignoring Chen Pingping’s support on the wheelchair black armrest. The movement of the arms.

In everyone's small land, perhaps this kind of childish and cute little game has been played. A small partner pretends to see a serious elder, or a powerful teacher, behind him, exclaiming himself. I was shocked and turned my head. There was a fist in the body, and then two people laughed and chased and ran away in the yard.

This naive means is used by the most powerful person in the world. I have to say that Chen Pingping’s mind is very strange, very good, and... very effective. Perhaps it is also because the emperor's squatting heart has a shocking relationship at this moment, perhaps because the emperor's majesty is in the hardships and the four swords are dead. The leaves flow out of Haiti today. The whole body and mind are trapped in an absolutely confident state of mind, and do not care at all. Because he didn't care, he turned his head.

In today's world, no one can hurt this powerful emperor, even if it is Fan Xian, Haishu, Wang Shilang, Yunzhi, Wolf, and shadow, these six nine products are absolutely strong. At the same time, it appeared in the royal study room and sent a fatal blow to the emperor. I was afraid that the emperor would not have the slightest move.

However, when he turned back, he saw a piece of snow, nothing, and his eyes narrowed. When he turned back to Chen Pingping in the wheelchair, he saw the hand that Chen Pingping had been holding on the arm of the wheelchair... The inside of the armrest was clenched tightly. The small arm slammed back!

The slamming sound of the car, the two smooth and black armrests of the wheelchair, suddenly scattered to the sides, issued a series of metal springs of the wonderful sound. With two loud bangs that sounded almost simultaneously, two powerful airflows spewed out of the two holes that suddenly appeared at the front of the armrest.

Hey!

It was crisp and neat, no water, cold, cold, and Chen Pingping held the armrest of the wheelchair. These two touched the armrests for countless years and swayed the trigger.

Numerous iron filings, steel balls, under the powerful gunpowder spray, with powerful power, rushed to the body of Qingdi.

The black wheelchair opened two gorgeous, sparkling sparks!

No one in this world can hurt the emperor, but it does not mean that nothing can hurt him. At least the emperor and Chen Pingping know that the black box, which has always been seemingly mysterious, will definitely pose a threat to the emperor. Today, Chen Pingping has been sitting in a wheelchair for decades and seems to be playing a very similar role.

This black wheelchair is a wheelchair built by the Inner Library and the Supervisory Hospital decades ago. The pair of firearms that contain countless years of anger, but the woman who has been dead for a long time, personally built for Chen Pingping. .

At that time, Chen Pingping was paralyzed. She was worried about her safety, so she mobilized all her abilities and arranged such a best life-saving magic weapon for him. In these years, the seat ring and backrest of this black wheelchair did not know how many times it was changed, but the pair of handrails had never been changed.

Many people know that Chen Pingping has a habitual movement. He likes to gently stroke this pair of smooth handrails, and those close to Fan Fan know that when they are quiet and alone. The dean likes to tap the armrests gently with the knuckles, and the armrests often make a loud noise. It is like a hollow bamboo.

Bamboo has festivals, strength, and bones, and Chen Pingping also has it.

Two sparks are erupting in front of the wheelchair armrest!

After two loud noises that sounded almost at the same time, countless steel ball iron scraps and gunpowder slammed on the ninety-five-soul meat, oh, like rain hitting the beach, like falling down the earth, hitting thousands Point pit. Discounted countless banana leaves.

The smog in the royal study room, but it was dissipated very quickly, gradually revealing the emperor’s kneeling on the soft collapse.

Qing Emperor is a great master, but the Grand Master is not a **** after all. Their flesh is still the flesh of the mortal, their minds are extremely powerful, but it is impossible to make a godly reaction.

When Chen Pingping shakes the trigger on the wheelchair, he is close to the distance of Qingdi, and the shots from the front end of the handrail are extremely powerful and cover half the space, even if the Qing Emperor is like a fairy. Grabbing, but can not escape the killing range of these fast-shooting soul-killing weapons.

Therefore, Qingdi did not dodge, he still sat on the soft collapse, the wall around him has been beaten into a sore. The gray stone bricks fell in the air, and several pieces of broken wall skin were hanging in the air. The short collapse under him was half broken, and the case in front of him was even hit into a piece of broken wood.

The robes of the emperor's armpits had many holes, subtle, torn. In different shapes. The holes that appear in different trajectories have a slightly scorching feeling.

A pair of hands covered his face. The index finger of the left hand is slightly flexed, the thumb is slightly tilted, and the small porcelain cup that is green and dripping is in the mouth of the tiger.

Even the teacups are not broken, and the appearance of the Son of Heaven is natural.

In fact, all of this happened in a very short moment. The strength of the emperor’s squatting body was as real as it was, and the wind whistled, and the celadon teacup between his fingers slammed into the air. Go out. The big anti-shock force rushed back and slid backwards at a very fast speed. The wheelchair rubbed against the ground of the royal study room, as if it were to grind out the sparks, and eventually slammed into the royal study room. On the wall, a muffled sound was heard.

Chen Pingping's face was indifferent, and her eyes were miniature. However, when she had no time to make any action, she saw the green green that reflected her eyes.

The sound of the land was crisp, and the cup that flew from the sky was nailed to the thin chest of Chen Pingping. I don’t know how many sternums broke.

Innumerable broken pieces of powdered porcelain, like countless root needles, plunged into Chen Pingping's body, it hurts and itching, extraordinary people can bear.

A black blood spurted out of Chen Pingping's lips and wet her chest. Then, an invisible and inferior mass of the air came in, and in the blink of an eye he kept the three classics and six veins in his body, which controlled the operation of each of his muscles, so that he could not speak, could not Action, unable to understand your life.

What is even more terrifying is that the imperial kingdom is really angry. It is actually through the air, through the clothes, and quickly infiltrated into his body, following his meridians, and the old dean has already served. The next poison was slowly forced out.

The air is like an invisible giant hand, holding Chen Pingping's dry body tightly, lifting him up from the black wheelchair, hovering in the air, it seems that this scene is very strange.

Chen Pingping's white hair has long been chaotic, scattered in front of his forehead, gently covering the deep wrinkles on the face, the clothes are all the gap between the east and the west, the life of the whole person, In an instant, it was suppressed to the edge of death.

However, the old man's eyes were cold, cold, not afraid, just with a trace of regret, a trace of disdain, and gradually, his eyes were not even in these eyes, only calm.

The heavy footsteps sounded in the royal study room, and the emperor squatted slowly and heavily on the gravel of the ground and walked over to him.

The emperor’s right hand was bluffing, and several strong infuriating emptiness came out, and Chen Pingping’s thin body was smothered in the air.

The emperor's eyes were indifferent, and he was dyed with a **** red color.

The emperor's hands trembled slightly, all of which were blood and horrible wounds.

The small holes on the emperor's robes began to bleed outward, oozing through the body, rushing away the subway debris and burnt gunpowder residue on the wound. The robes have been scented into a black color.

The emperor was seriously injured, and those steel **** that could penetrate the bluestone should remain in his body. But after all, he didn't die.

The fragments of the celadon cup are inside Chen Pingping's body. He also began to bleed. Perhaps the blood in his body was not much. The speed of the rogue was not fast, but he also wet his tattered black supervision uniform. .

The emperor walked to the front of Chen Pingping, his chest was slightly ups and downs, and both of the bodies of the monarch and the minister were deep cracks in the flesh and blood, and the pain reached the deepest point, and the blood kept flowing. It looks very similar.

He looked down at the wounds in his chest and abdomen, and the brows twitched gently. It seemed that he did not think that there is still someone in the world who can make himself so close to death. A resentment and anger that is hard to suppress. Fermentation began in the body of the monarch and began to rise.

The emperor's hand caught Chen Pingping's throat, staring at his eyes, flashing a touch of grievances in the bones, saying in one word: "If you don't let you die, you can't die."

A few gray shadows flashed outside the glass window of the royal study room. Several people slammed into the wooden door of the royal study room and rushed in. At the gate of the garden, several great figures such as Ye Zhongyao **** shunned the royal study room far away, but they clearly heard the two loud noises. They didn't know what they were, and rushed over to protect the car with the fastest speed, but it was still late.

The leaves are the fastest. Yao Taizhi second. However, when they entered the royal study, they looked at the **** scene in front of them, but at the same time kept silent, because this scene was too burning for their eyes.

They saw the emperor who was covered in blood, and squatted on the body of the old dean. Their hearts are shocked. I don't know how to speak. The body squats from his hand. I fell on the floor and made a muffled sound. He used a weird look to look at the old comrades under his feet, the old companion, the old slave, and the cold and sorrowful cold to the extreme voice said: "After the prison in the prison, the thief will be executed tomorrow. If Before the 36,000 knives, let the old dog die, and you and the hospital waste will be buried with him."

Ye Zhong and Yao’s **** were like a hail, but they just rushed to the royal study room. He Zongwei heard this sentence, and the body was shaking. Not only because of this shocking scene, but also because of Chen Pingping’s crimes, not just because the emperor’s knees were cold and the anger was in his bones.

In the past 30 years of the Chinese dynasty, there has never been a minister who has been executed by Lingzhi. This is the most humiliating and cruelest way to die. What is more, this purpose means... Chen Pingping.

However, the three did not dare to say anything at all. They just squatted down and reached the foot of the emperor's majesty. They dared not go into the slightest.

Her Majesty’s last glance at Chen Pingping, who was looking at herself with a blind eye, suddenly felt the burning pain in her chest and abdomen.

How many years have you not been hurt? The emperor thought about it in his heart, and then his body swayed.

"The assassination of your majesty, pass the doctor too!"

In the royal study room, the eager and anxious call of the university student was heard. Ye Zhong was holding the body that Yushan would fall down with fear and fear. He subconsciously looked at the head and squinted at the heart. A glance at the university.

There was a panic among the palaces. The doctors sneaked in the palace and sneaked out. From time to time, the pale-palm eunuchs came in and out of the golden pot, and the water in the pot had been stained red by blood.

At this time, the **** of Yao served in the temple to serve the injured emperor, and the palace led the banned army and the inner court master to surround the entire imperial city. After Ye Zhong made several warrants against the Privy Council, he stayed outside the hall.

The doctor in the hospital was sweating out of the hall, and Ye looked at him coldly and asked, "How is your majesty?"

The doctor in the hospital is seeing him. He is trembled: "Returning to the leaf division, although his arm is hurt, but the pulse is strong and powerful, it should be unobtrusive, just..."

The heavy brow of the leaf wrinkled and shouted: "How is it?"

"Just... the iron filings that are tied to the flesh and blood of the underarms have been removed. But the lower ministers have a wound on their body, and some sharp objects should remain in the body under the armpit. If you don't take these sharp objects, Come out, I’m afraid..."

"What are you afraid of? Is it dangerous to kneel down?"

"Your next Hongfu Qitian, this is not a mortal." The hospital doctor was shaking his voice, and changed the way to describe the realm of His Majesty the Great Master. He said: "I don't think there will be big problems, but no one knows what will happen in the future. It won't have any effect."

"Then I still don't want to take it out!" Ye Zhong is very short and has always given a gentle feeling, but at this moment. The suffocation on his face is terrible.

"Chen... there is really no such good means." The doctor was looking at Ye Zhongdi's face more and more ugly, and swallowed and rushed to say: "But Xiaofan had presided over a similar medical case in the palace. Ask the grown-up to call Xiaofan to return to Beijing. He has presided over the matter and wants to leave no hidden dangers."

“Yangbogong?” Ye Zhong heard the name and snorted, and his heart was cold. Today, from the morning to the present, there are too many things happening in the Imperial Palace in and outside Kyoto. He has not completely digested it. Clean, at this time I heard the name of Fan Leisure. I thought that Chen Pingping’s assassination would give the country a great impact on the country.

The heavy lips of the leaves were a little dry, and slowly said after a long while: "Xiao Fan adults can't come back for a while. Is there any other way?"

"Miss Fan Jia, now practicing medicine in the nursery school, she is a teacher of Qingshan, and there is a small fan of the family..."

The leaves are heavy and the eyes are cold, and they say: "Send her into the palace quickly!"

The hospitalist is leading the guards. Ye Zhong suddenly felt that all the back was cold sweat. Wet a big chunk. At this point, he only had time to analyze the situation in front of him. The doctor mentioned the name of Fan Xian. He couldn't help but think that, not long after, the young power minister would have to go back to Beijing with the help of the East Yi.

However, by that time, if Fan You found that Chen Pingping had been executed by his squatting, what kind of reaction would he make?

Ye Zhong felt that he was covered with a chill. At this time, his arm was seriously injured. The old dean of his life was on the verge of death. Another group of doctors were being treated, and then they were forced into the prison of the supervision court overnight.

He knows why he will finally order Chen Pingping to be placed in the supervision court. At this moment, he still does not forget to show his chill. Now the entire Kyoto defense force is in the hands of Ye Zhongdi. Of course, he does not mean to resist the will of his Majesty. It is just that he feels a heavy burden. If the Supervisory Institute is really wrong, what should he do? Fortunately, His Majesty was just injured and there was no real coma.

Ignore what happened between His Majesty and Dean Chen, but in the Imperial Study Room, Dean Chen’s assassination is something that everyone has seen. No one can, and no one dares to replace Dean Chen. intercede. Under the hedgehog, it was originally a late death penalty.

Ye Zhong’s heart gave birth to a chill. He knows the relationship and friendship that His Majesty and Chen Pingping once had. I am afraid that His Majesty is also angry and disappointed to the extreme, and will give Chen’s dean a miserable end.

It is only... Since the founding of the country, the imperial power, like the history of the continent for thousands of years, is extremely difficult to shake. However, the Qing Dynasty has served as the emperor, and he has a gentle attitude towards the courtiers. Especially in the past few decades, the Qing Law has been revised several times, and it has already abolished countless tortures. It is often a dagger to destroy the clan.

Especially for the scholar-officials and the ministers of the DPRK, the Majesty has always been gentle, even if the rebellion of Kyoto three years ago, in the end, only the 13th city gate commander Zhang Deqing.

However, compared with the old dean of the supervision institute, what is Zhang Deqing?

Ye Zhong slowly closed his eyes, and couldn't help but think of the words of His Majesty's high voice when he fell down in his arms. His lips could not help but flash a chill.

The news of Chen Pingping's assassination of the emperor, through the voice of He Zongwei, suddenly spread throughout the palace, alarmed all the people in the palace, and then naturally became the news that everyone in Kyoto knows.

After the emperor’s embarrassment, he may read the steadiness of the Qingguo Chaotang, and read the attitude of Fan Xian and the entire Supervisory Academy official officials, or... read the merits of the dean of Chen’s state for the past few years.

No, Ye Zhong understands the emperor's temperament, even if he wants to give the old dean a glorious death, it is not because of the love between his majesty and the old court, the sound of the weird weapon in the royal study. After that, what Chen Pingping had for Chen Pingping was just anger and bitterness, and there was nothing else.

The only thing that may allow the sire to take back the lingering will is to think about the future of the country, and consider it for the sake of Fan Xi and the great emperor of Dongyi City.

There are also many ways to die in death. The humiliation and cruelty of the humiliation and the ruthlessness of a party are more than a cup of poisonous wine. It is certain that the former will give the Supervisory Institute, Fan Xian, and the Great Hall more grievances.

However, all this, because the "just right" exhalation of the University of the University has become something that cannot be done, because the Son of Heaven has the dignity of the Son of Heaven and the wrath of the Son of Heaven.

Ye sighed with a sigh of relief and looked at the imperial city under the autumn rain. He felt a lot of mixed feelings in his heart. He didn’t know how many stories would happen inside the Founder’s Building tonight, and he and Shi Fei were ordered to be tens of thousands of people outside the supervision hospital. Fine soldiers, will really need a big kill.

The autumn rain slowly fell. He gently coughed a few times. He knew that the will of his anger could not be changed. He only hoped that when Fan came back, things would be a foregone conclusion. Otherwise, who knows what this Qing Congress is like.

Outside the Founder Building of the Supervisory Institute, there is also autumn rain, getting colder and colder. The ice cloud stood in the coldness of the window, and the black cloth that had been on the window had been torn off by him and threw it under his feet.

He quietly looked at the direction of the palace, calmly and forcefully issued a command. With the trust of Chen Pingping and Fan Xian, he has mastered a lot of power in the supervision court. However, with these strengths, he still can't suppress the smoldering fire inside the supervision institute.

The black wildfire that was born from the hearts of these officials wearing black official uniforms.

Fortunately, the ice cloud has been sufficiently prepared, and the veteran officials, the officials who are extremely loyal to President Chen, have been handed over to Xiliang and Jiangnan Dongyi, and they have left. Kyoto, otherwise things are more difficult to control.

The news in the palace has already been passed to the hospital. The news that the old dean of Chen’s assassination has become a fact, has he been seriously injured? Yan Bingyun doesn't know if this is an excuse for His Majesty, or is Chen Dean, who has always been admired by himself. He has really done things that many people can't do.

However, it didn't matter. He turned his eyes coldly. He looked at the elite troops in the streets outside the hospital, and did not obscure the traces. He shook his head and must keep the yard, especially when Chen Pingping died. When Fan is not returning.

No one can compete with His Majesty and the powerful national machine of Gyeongju, even if the Supervisory Institute is the most powerful part of this machine.

Yan Bingyun turned his head and looked at the seven hostesses in the house. He said: "Ready to take over..." His brow wrinkled, and after a short pause, he said it was very difficult.

"Chen Chen Pingping."

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