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Chapter 683 Finale (7) (End of the play)

A hint of excitement flashed through Lan Niu's eyes, and soon returned to calm again. She curled her lips and said, "Mr. Yu, it's really not easy to see you. It took me longer to get here from the gate of the capital than to go from Taoyuan to the capital."

Mr. Yu's eyes were full of smiles: "The situation in Beijing a while ago was tense, so it would be good to the girl if she was careful, right? The lord asked Prince Rui's Mansion to take good care of the girl. They did not neglect the girl, right?" It was indeed the arrogant girl in Huang's mouth who liked to be cute, but it would be good to be able to endure it for such a long time. Of course, this is also the reason why they got Lan Niu's new identity in time and satisfied her imagination of a wealthy life in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Thinking of Lan complaining that Lan Niu was keen on buying clothes and jewelry, and had to go to the most expensive Nishangju and Deyilou, who did not regard the lord's money as money, Mr. Yu shook his head amusedly. What Lan didn't know was that Lan Niu went to the South China Sea with her father Mr. Lao Liu for the first time. In order to want a limited edition blue feather cloak from Nishangju, she dared to steal the silver notes from Taoyuan Realm on his father. It was also the conversation between father and daughter that Huang was accidentally heard and became suspicious of their origin, which led to Huang's deliberate contact with them later, and today's meeting.

Speaking of which, if it weren't for Lan Niu's vanity, ambition, and yearning for a wealthy life, how could they get muskets today? Since they have become concerned about muskets and firearms in Taoyuan Realm, they have spent their time looking for clues, inquiries, and other trivial matters, such as ladies, which are enough for Lan Niu to buy clothes and jewelry for ten years.

The book friends used the small book Pavilion before has already been hung up, and now they are basically using the source change artifact.

Therefore, the more Lan Niu buys, the more they feel at ease.

"It's okay," Lan Niu snorted coldly, "But, do you look for such a remote house and don't want to witness the power of the musket with your own eyes? Seeing that it is true, don't say that I'm a lion's mouth in a while. I don't know if Sister Jinkui has told you about my request. Even if my father is gone now, the musket is already in your hands, but my request will not change." As she said that, she glanced at the bag on Dingxiang's hand and raised her chin proudly.

Mr. Yu was stunned for a moment, and saw a hand stretching out at the corner in front of him and gestured to him, saying, "Miss Nie is joking. Our lord is just talking and has a word. Since Jinkui agrees to you, there is no possibility of remorse. Of course, if the girl is willing to let us see the spirit of the musket first, we will not be able to ask for it." They were originally going to let Lan Niu show it when the talk was almost done, but now it can be advanced, so of course there is no objection.

Lan Niu looked "I knew" and took the musket handed over by Dingxiang, took out the shot put bullet from her purse and put it on.

"Have you ever shot an arrow?" Lan Niu suddenly turned to Dingxiang and asked.

Dingxiang shook her head: "No," she knows martial arts, but she is not strong enough and does not like to draw bows and shoot arrows.

"Look," Lan Niu demonstrated the method of aiming and the process of using the musket, handed it to Dingxiang, then looked around, pointing to a wild cat squatting on the wall in the distance: "Put it a shot."

Dingxiang was really eager to try. Although she had never shot arrows, she was confident and had excellent eyesight.

With a "bang", the wild cat rolled down from the wall in a bloody and struggled for a few times, and stopped moving.

Dingxiang touched her shoulders that were hurt by the recoil of the gun in disbelief. The excitement in her eyes could not be hidden. She really shot it? This gun is so easy to use, right? She doesn't need any strength.

Mr. Yu also looked happy: "As long as you make enough muskets, it is much easier to train gunmen than to train archers, and it is more lethal."

"Baopao," applause came from behind the three of them, "Miss Nie brought is indeed a good thing!"

"What's this?" Lan Niu turned around and said disdainfully, "I can also build bombs, which are much more powerful than this. A bomb is thrown... Are you?" Another masked man, but the mask is golden. Judging from the momentum, this person should be the mysterious lord, right?

The Pixiu master took out a thousand-handed Guanyin statue on the base of the lotus platform about the same size as Lan Niu's fist: "Where is your pendant? Try it!"

Lan Niu took out the jade pendant neatly, followed Mr. Yu's tip to try one of the small lotus buds at the bottom of the lotus platform, and it happened to be embedded. He greeted happily: "Nie Zhilan has met the lord."

The master of Pixiu nodded secretly: This girl learned etiquette after she arrived at Prince Rui's Mansion, but she looked pretty! The most important thing is that she is generous and not tactful. She is really a child who can teach her. If she cultivates her time, she may not be able to be qualified to be the noble of the mother in the world.

"Let's go in and talk," said the Pixiu master. Although there was no one passing by in this area, Yu specially asked Mei to take someone outside the house today, but he was still not used to standing in the yard to talk about things like this, perhaps because he was used to the sense of security brought to him by the secret room.

Lan Niu was about to nod when the sudden sound of the sound shocked everyone present: "What? The lord doesn't want to verify whether the jade pendant in my hand is true or false?"

This sound is familiar! Not only Lan Niu, but the other three people also think so. But Lan Niu was just a little surprised, and the three people were panicked and even lost.

The four of them turned around almost at the same time.

"Pan Jiaming?" Mr. Yu couldn't believe his eyes. Pan Jiaming and Xiao Feng were standing in front of them with a smile a few steps away. Pan Jiaming was playing with a Ruyi fan in his hand. Behind them were the leader of the Golden Guard and the father-in-law Dafuzi who had just walked in.

"It's me," Pan Jiaming smiled with a gangster smile, "You are wearing a mask, but not this prince. Mr. Ruan, oh no, Mr. Yu, if you don't know me if you wear a mask, do you?"

Mr. Yu: "..." Is that what he meant? Did Pan Jiaming follow him? But he could feel that no one had been following him for a long time, and he came out of the secret passage today. Could it be that the secret passage was also exposed? The secret passage directly led to the secret chamber under the study of the lord Beizhuang. He suddenly felt desperate that the sky was about to collapse.

After the initial shock, the master of Pixiu calmed down. From the first day of his thoughts, he had prepared to die before he could fulfill his ambitions. It was no big deal!

He just wondered who betrayed them? Charm? That was something he couldn't accept.

Fortunately, soon, more than a dozen men in black were picked up and threw them into a bunch of them like stacks of arhats. The top one was Mei, the prince of Jiannan Hou Lu Yimin.

Lu Yimin glared at Pan Jiaming fiercely. He never expected that Pan Jiaming, who had always thought that his literary talent would not only be successful in martial arts, but also far above him.

The Pixiu master finally felt relieved. He could lose, but could not accept the betrayal of his confidant. The two things that the emperor made him jealous the most were that he married Xin'er, and the other was that he had loyal subordinates from Yin Zhao.

Unfortunately, with Pan Jiaming here, how could he feel comfortable?

"Prince Jing," Pan Jiaming said, "Don't say, this mask looks really good when worn. No wonder you can't take it off. But aren't you afraid of Pixiu? Why is it so vulgar to wear a Pixiu golden crown instead of a poisonous scorpion golden crown? That's so majestic? Isn't the poisonous scorpion auspiciousness for the Luo family? It's best to keep your safety on your head."

King Jing, the master of Pixiu, couldn't help but be shocked: "Boy Ming, what else do you know? When did you target me?" Because Pan Ruye targeted Yu, because he suspected Lan Niu, or Yu had been following him all the time, or because the secret passage was exposed, it was possible to target him, but how did Pan Jiaming know his relationship with the Luo family? Pan Jiaming has been sure that he has the bloodline of the Luo family.

Pan Jiaming stretched out his finger and counted carefully: "It seems that there are quite a lot. I know that your grandfather was the only surviving outer room of the Luo family back then. I know that you also have a Scorpion Guard. Prince Lu, the leader of the Scorpion Guard, is still here. I know that you are the owner of the underground weapons workshop in Guanghai. I know that you are the mastermind behind the Jiangzhou Salt Tax Case and the Wu family's collaboration case. I also know that you have murdered my father Pan Rubing, my father-in-law Yin Zhao, and the mighty general Zhao Jiangong. Oh, I almost forgot, I also know that you have a special relationship with the prince. Haha, Prince Jing, you have done too many things and are very tired. Let's just do it."

Prince Jing squinted his eyes and looked at Pan Jiaming: "The geese are beaten all day long, and they are finally cured by the geese. I was wrong because I shouldn't have been soft-hearted back then." Because Xin'er would not have any biological children in this life, he thought that having two legitimate nieces and nieces by her side would make her happier. But he didn't expect that Pan Jiaming, who was only seven years old, was not raised by Song, but also grew up to be a more powerful, cunning, and cruel opponent than his father Pan Rubing. He didn't expect that the Eagle Guard he had always coveted would return to Pan Jiaming after disappearing for so many years.

"Can you tell me something?" King Jing couldn't help asking, "How did you find the Eagle Guard? Or, the inheritance rules of your Pan family Eagle Guard were just talking and playing?" His people were sure that there was no one around when Pan Rubing died.

"Look at you, you are so indignant and unwilling to accept it," Pan Jiaming smiled and said, "It's okay to tell you. My master, Master Wuxin, took the Eagle Guard token from my father before Pan Ruye's people arrived." Master Wuxin is Pan Rubing's senior brother and Taoist master. Not only is his martial arts comparable to that of the old man in the mountain, he is also proficient in channeling and knowledgeable about pharmacology.

Master Wuxin? King Jing smiled bitterly, smiled bitterly, and then laughed loudly, with tears in his smile: "God doesn't bless me!"

Master Wuxin has never been in a place of stability and has no trace. It is normal that there is no news for many years. However, he never thought that Master Wuxin would appear in the capital at that time and rushed to Pan Rubing when he died. With Master Wuxin's ability, how could he not see that Pan Rubing's death was strange? It was just that there was no evidence.

With Master Wuxin protecting and secretly teaching, how could Pan Jiaming be raised?

King Jing laughed here even worse than crying, and it was even more sad. The prince and Concubine Qi in the palace were not as good as that.

No matter what, Guifei Qi never expected that she was arguing with the prince and couldn't help blurting out, "Can he harm you by being your own father?" The emperor kicked open the door, and then her world collapsed.

Early this morning, the prince came into the palace, hoping that Concubine Qi would persuade King Jing to hand over the design drawings of the musket firearm to him directly. The prince believed that since Uncle Jing wanted his mother to suggest supporting him to seize power in the palace, he was surrendering to him, what would he do to control the musket firearm?

King Jing has always been known as the wise king and hides deeper than King Fu. It can be seen that he will not be too ambition, so how could he surrender to his nephew? It is almost the same to say that he is using him.

The mother and son had different opinions and different opinions. Concubine Qi had to tell him his true life story: "The six toes on your right foot are proof that your Uncle Wang's right foot is also six toes. However, the late emperor loved him very much back then. Concubine Jin was afraid that she would be discovered as a monster, so she was cut off early."

The prince was shocked at that time. Of course, he knew the sixth toe of his right foot, and even felt inferior since childhood, for fear of being discovered.

When the emperor kicked open the hall door, the prince subconsciously hid his right foot behind the feet of the chair. Unfortunately, the emperor just glanced at him like a dusty mud, and didn't pay attention to his feet at all...

February is the sky, the gods and ghosts. The day before yesterday, I was still saying that it was as warm as spring. There were a few strong winds and a rain, and the sky immediately became cold.

Overnight, Concubine Qi was sentenced to death, the prince was deposed, and was directly demoted to a commoner and threw him into prison. The prince's mansion and the Qi family were confiscated, and more than a thousand people from both mansions were also thrown into prison. This immediately reminded people of the fact that Princess Chunxi was deprived of the title of eldest princess a few days ago and Miss Qi Wu was forced to become a nun. There was news from these two Japanese that Chunxi and Qi Lan had drugged the queen and caused the queen to fall into a coma. At this moment, everyone directly believed that Concubine Qi and the Qi family were using the hands of the two sisters-in-law to murder the queen. As for the prince, a while ago, they were not rumored that the emperor was dissatisfied with the prince's ability and character, and was intentionally abolishing the prince? Maybe the prince even wanted to murder, otherwise how could he be demoted to a commoner and thrown into prison? No matter what, it was the prince, right?

While people were still sighing for the prince and the Qi family, another news spread to every part of the capital like thunder: King Jing's mansion fell, King Jing and all the males in the King Jing's mansion were killed and all the female family members were exiled to the northwest.

Everyone was shocked. The so-called wise king was actually the culprit of the framing and killing General Yin Zhao. King Jing is worthy of being the grandson of the poisonous scorpion Luo family in the previous dynasty. More than 20 years ago, because of the words "The True Dragon Emperor" by Master Chanxin, he chased and killed the newborn prince. More than 20 years later, in order to prevent the Zhen prince from recognizing his ancestors and returning to his hometown, he plotted to kill General Yin Zhao, who was ordered by Master Chanxin to meet the Zhen prince. The ambition of this "wise king" is obvious, which is terrible!

With the overthrow of the Prince's Mansion and the Prince Jing's Mansion, the Jingguo Mansion, the Jiannan Hou Mansion, the Fifth Prince's Mansion, and the Yin family in Ningzhou also fell one after another. More than 20 officials of all sizes were implicated, and those who were dismissed were dismissed, and those who were demoted were demoted. For example, the Minister of Revenue Ling Zhengfeng was demoted to the seventh rank, such as Qiu Yiran, who worked in the Ministry of War and Pan Jiajin, who worked in the Ministry of Rites, were both dismissed. The worst thing was Qiu Yiran, who was not only removed from his official position, but also removed his title. The officialdom in the capital was in a panic and everyone was in danger.

The people couldn't help but sigh: Wealth and honor must be borne by fate! Today is a prince and noble family, and tomorrow they may have to go to the guillotine or to exile. It is better than the common people to live a peaceful life.

Fortunately, some people fall down and some stand up. The scientific examination is imminent, and a group of new young officials will soon enter the career of the official career. I don’t know how many ups and downs will begin to be written?

Fortunately, the people in the capital saw many cases of aristocratic families overturning overnight, and they were all beheaded, exiled, house-raided, and official slaves. They were no longer surprised and no longer had their initial horror and emotion. Now they still prefer to watch and listen to things that make people excited and happy, such as the return of the real prince; for example, the emperor's mansion re-elected the emperor's mansion, "General of the Zhenbei Guardian" with the word "protecting the country"; for example, the former deposed prince Zhao Zhiping went out of the palace to return to the Zhao family to recognize his ancestors and return to his hometown, becoming the first Duke of Anguo.

On the day when the General’s Mansion in Zhenbei was re-published, the Yin Mansion was filled with joy and guests.

The plaque was sent by Dafuzi and his father-in-law. The moment the plaque was hung on it, the plaque was uncontrollably shed tears by the brothers and sisters of Zhiruo and Liang Dashan standing behind them. They finally waited for this day to clear the grievances of their father (adopted father).

Just as the guests were feeling sad, Dafuzi's son said several times in succession, "The Emperor is here! The Empress is here! Your Highness is here!" and everyone was awakened. The Yin family is really valued by the emperor. The three most noble people from the Daying Dynasty, the Emperor, Empress, and Prince, actually arrived together?

Zhiruo didn't have time to think too much, so he quickly led his younger brother and sister to pick him up. Before he could stand still, he heard Dafuzi's father-in-law sing: "The emperor has issued an order to posthumously named Yin Zhao, the general of Zhenbei, the general of Zhenbei, and the eldest son of Yin's family, receive the order."

"Long live the emperor!" Mingze knelt down with excitement and took the imperial edict from Dafuzi's father-in-law. Don't underestimate this posthumous title. It means rehabilitation, glory, corresponding courtesy, and means the Yin family stands in front of the world with a brilliance.

Mingze had just gotten up, and Dafuzi's voice came back: "Yin Zhiruo received the order!"

Zhiruo was stunned for a moment and quickly knelt down. Mingze also knelt behind her with his younger brother and sister.

"In accordance with the heavens, the emperor summoned him and said that Yin's eldest daughter, Yin Zhiruo, was praised as Princess Rongruo, and her fief... I admire this!"

Princess? Zhiruo was shocked, why did she become a princess? Or was she a first-rate princess with a fiefdom? Princess Rongruo?

Fortunately, Mingze was close to Zhiruo, so he gently pulled Zhiruo's clothes and whispered to remind him "receive the order".

Zhiruo suddenly came back to his senses: "Rong Ruo received the order to thank him, long live the emperor, long live the empress, thousands of years!"

He sent away the three great Buddhas of the emperor, empress, and prince, and sent away a group of guests. The excitement and glory of glory still lingered over Yin's mansion.

Zhiruo let Pan Jiaming hold hands and walk in the garden where flowers have begun to compete for beauty. He imagined the past and the future in his mind, but his mood has not yet calmed down.

"Hey," Zhiruo was a little surprised after passing the open hanging flower door, "Liu Yuan's movements are quite fast. Is this the move?" Three days ago, the prefect of the capital sent someone to Yin Hui's two rooms and asked them to move out within three days. Zhiruo knew about this, but thought that only Liu Yuan was the only master in Beijing, so he was afraid that it would take several days to delay any action. Unexpectedly, Liu Yuan's movements were so straightforward this time.

Pan Jiaming sneered coldly: "The two brothers Yin Hui were involved in the case of framed father-in-law. They were punished for their official position and were exiled for five years. How could Liu Yuan dare to act evil? I heard that they had been moved in less than two days." But he felt unlucky and found someone to clean up and wash it, and used it for a whole day. This door should have been opened after Mr. Qiang and his friends installed some new furniture, items, flowers and plants this morning.

"Thank you," Zhiruo took Pan Jiaming's hands and said seriously.

"It should be," Pan Jiaming held Zhiruo's hand and smiled warmly.
Chapter completed!
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