Ma'am, I'm afraid when you come [AA]

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Chapter 33: King Ning's Life.

"How can there be a secret passage here? Xia Feng was surprised, "This is under the dragon chair in the main hall, and several emperors are sitting on it, won't they feel uneasy?"

"This..." Xiao Mingchen walked up the steps quickly, picked up the candle flame on the side and threw it down, only to see that there were wide and neat bluestone slabs in the dark passage, and he didn't know where it led.

The fire swayed slightly, as if the wind was blowing from the other side.

The two looked at each other, Xia Feng beckoned the guards to guard the exit, called two others, and jumped down with Xiao Mingchen one after another.

"How can there be such a place? Xia Feng took out the fire fold and lit the oil lamp by the wall. The walls on both sides of the tunnel are made of green bricks, damp and moldy, and the surface is covered with a thin layer of moss.

Although it is cold and decaying, you can see the traces that have been carefully repaired.

"Judging from the degree of decay of the wall tiles and the ground, this place has been built for at least ten years," Xiao Mingchen frowned, "Someone should come to clean on time, Shengjing is rainy, otherwise the moss can't grow just this little."

Xia Feng understood what he meant, the secret passage under the dragon chair could only be the work of the emperor Xian.

However, the first emperor had been mediocre all his life and had never done a single thing that suited his wishes, so how could he hide from everyone and build such a secret path?

Xia Feng held the sword in one hand and pulled Xiao Mingchen with the other, always vigilant around him.

The four people walked along the damp bluestone slab to the depths of the dark passage, and suddenly saw a footprint printed on the moss next to the wall, and she whispered: "There are footprints on the ground, I can vaguely hear footsteps, but it is not real, Wang Mao should not have run out yet." You stay here and don't mess around, I'll chase people."

"Okay," Xiao Mingchen nodded, "Be careful." "

There is only one direction in the dark passage, and there is no fork in the road, and Xia Feng asked the guards to protect Xiao Mingchen from staying in place. He quickly chased forward, getting darker and darker, but gradually a fresh breeze brushed his ears.

Reaching out in front of his five fingers, Xia Feng listened carefully, felt the dagger in his boot, and threw it straight forward.

"Xia Feng! An old hoarse voice came from the front, "I have no grievances with you in the past, and I have no hatred in the past!"

Xia Feng lit the fire fold, looked coldly at this hero who had been fighting all his life, saw him six years ago, it was clear that he was still a middle-aged man with a strong spirit, and now when he looked closely, he was actually dying: "Xiangye, you and I really have no enmity, but I came for His Royal Highness King Ning today, do you have no enmity with him?"

"King Ning! Wang Mao's face like a dead tree suddenly appeared with a smile, "I didn't eat and drink him, nor did I abuse and torture him, let him grow up alive, how?" I don't know Entu, but you want to come to me for revenge?

"His Royal Highness King Ning, eating and drinking life, do you still want to give alms?"

Wang Mao suddenly burst out laughing, laughing so that his cheeks trembled on both sides, "Xia Feng, Xia Feng, what kind of soul medicine did you let King Ning give, he is the son of a Qiang snake woman, and he is also worthy of being the prince of Daqing?"

"What do you mean? Xia Feng was shocked in his heart.

Wasn't King Ning born of a dancing girl? What does the Qiang snake woman mean, could it be that his mother is a subordinate of Naiman?

"Hahaha. Wang Mao vomited a mouthful of blood, and the dagger went straight through his shoulder blade, shaking his bones to pieces, and he said sarcastically: "You ask His Royal Highness King Ning, how did his uncle Nai Man explain him." King Ning really looked like his mother who died early, and every move, men and women, were all dazzled by him.

Xia Feng's fingers holding the sword tightened until they burst out one after another, and she didn't know whether Wang Mao wanted to make a mistake when he was dying, or find out the truth.

The iron coin on her fingertip popped out with the strong wind, Wang Mao's eyes widened suddenly, ignoring the dagger on his shoulder fluttering and dodging, he narrowly avoided the point, and the iron coin was embedded in his left arm, and the bone was directly broken.

"I wanted to give you a pain, but you don't want it! Xia Feng's eyes were cold, his sword was unsheathed, and he walked forward step by step.

Suddenly, the abnormality suddenly appeared, and I don't know what Wang Mao touched, and the wall suddenly cracked, splashing countless gravel dust, like a ridge collapsing, deafening.

The fire fold in Xia Feng's hand flickered and extinguished itself. With a rumbling sound, the moonlight spilled in through the gap, and Wang Mao screamed in pain, and actually fell directly down the cliff outside the dark passage with the falling rock.

Most of the outside of the dark passage collapsed, and a large cloud of dust floated under the cold moonlight. Xia Feng covered his mouth and nose, used his sword to open the gravel that was in the way, and the stone fell into the cliff, and no sound could be heard for a long time.

A generation of powerful heroes, once traitors, ended up dead without a place to be buried.

She brushed away the dust that stuck to her body, and for a moment she didn't know where to go.

Thinking about it carefully, Xiao Mingchen's eyes were not as dark as ordinary Central Plains people, and his light amber eyes were no different from Nai Man. Ordinary people can't grow as white as him, and even the eldest lady who has never seen the scorching sun in purdah can rarely be as white as him.

The Northwest Army had a feud with the Qiang Snake Tribe, and if she told Xia Feng that Naiman's nephew was standing in front of her, she would definitely not do what he thought, and immediately drew her sword and cut people down.

But this person is Xiao Mingchen, what should she do?

"Ah Feng, Ah Feng. A looming voice came from inside the tunnel.

Xia Feng stood outside and blew a cold wind on his head, and did not get entangled in a reason, simply turned around and entered the secret passage, and raised his voice: "Here."

"What happened just now, what happened?" Xiao Mingchen looked her up and down anxiously, "Are there any injuries?"

"No problem, Wang Mao fell. Xia Feng took advantage of the light of the fire to carefully observe his appearance.

The eyebrows are soft, and the facial features are stretched and beautiful, as if the immortal who came out of the painting, but he is not a boy or a woman, but his cheeks are well-defined and angular. As Wang Mao said, this is a good look that both men and women will find amazing.

How can barbarians look so good?

Xia Feng couldn't help but think far away, put Xiao Mingchen's handsome face and Nai Man together in his mind, carefully compared them, and finally came to the conclusion that these two people did not look similar in the slightest.

It is said that the nephew is like an uncle, and the two of them look like this, and they can't fight at a glance.

It wasn't until he was meticulously held by Xiao Mingchen's shoulders that Xia Feng reacted stunned, and said casually: "The wind here is strange, there is dust and gravel everywhere, maybe when it will collapse again, let's go out first." "Good

. Xiao Mingchen nodded, and then said worriedly, "Fang Cai moved so much, the secret passage collapsed halfway, didn't it really hurt?"

"Nope. Xia Feng responded with a smile.

Back at the exit of the secret passage, Xiao Mingchen suddenly looked down, his eyebrows knotted, and he hesitated: "A Feng, there is a secret room here." Be...... Just go in and take a look.

Xia Feng was puzzled in his heart, and followed his gaze to a stone door that appeared out of thin air on the green brick wall: "How did you find it?"

"I sensed that this piece of masonry was wrong in color and forced them to push it away." Xiao Mingchen said.

Approaching the secret room, Xia Feng stood on the spot. The secret room is covered with portraits, and a tablet is enshrined in the center, with the inscription 'The Spiritual Seat of the Deceased Wife Hua Ru'. The incense candle in front of the tablet has long been burned out, and the beauty on the painting has a smile on her eyebrows, deep eye sockets, and quietly looks at the comer.

Xia Feng didn't know who Hua Ru was, but he could guess who the beauty on the painting was, and the woman looked at least seven or eight points similar to Xiao Mingchen.

At first glance, the two look very similar, but on closer inspection, they do not look very similar. Xiao Mingchen's eyebrows probably areWith the emperor, it was soft and soothing, not as exotic and deep as it was painted, and the jawline was not like that, Xiao Mingchen was obviously sharper.

The person in this painting is clearly not Han!

Xiao Mingchen stood in front of the spiritual throne with his hands in his hands, and after a long time, he slowly spoke: "She is my mother, I didn't expect that the first time I saw her would be in this way."

"Is this the emperor of the first place?" Xia Feng shook his head and curbed his cranky thoughts.

"Probably, I don't know. She was like a taboo that could never be mentioned anywhere at any time in the palace. I only know that she is not Han and does not know anything else. Even the name is not necessarily true. Xiao Mingchen turned around and looked at her calmly and seriously.

What does this mean? He guessed what Wang Mao said before he died, and knew that he was suspicious, was this an explanation?

Xia Feng suddenly felt a little weak, and comforted if nothing happened: "The most uncontrollable thing for people is their origin. This underground is gloomy, let's go up first.

"Okay, wait for me. Xiao Mingchen carefully took a portrait from the corner and rolled it up, turned around and knelt on the futon, and saluted.

Xia Feng silently watched him on the side, this was the first time Xiao Mingchen had directly touched his biological mother except for his ignorant and unconscious infanthood, although it was only a portrait of a spirit card.

Whether this beautiful woman is from the Qiang snake tribe or not, enters the palace to dance, and meets the emperor by chance, how much of the dramatic experience can be out of her heart?

In the chaotic world, a young and beautiful weak woman, her fate can not be controlled by herself.

They rested in the hunting palace for the night, and the next morning they led the army back to Shengjing.

When Beihe's army crossed the Yangtze River, they met Lu Nongzhuo, who had been waiting for a long time, and as soon as the two sides met, they directly fought each other.

The people of Shengjing were panicked, and the families who shrunk inside fled in all directions, and their fear of barbarian aliens seemed to come from their bones, and they were frightened when they heard a little wind and cranes, not to mention the army pressing the realm.

The decline of the century-old imperial capital is only a few days' work. In the past, the majestic princes and nobles, the ministers of culture and martial arts ran away for most of the time, leaving only ordinary people who had been diligent and diligent in Shengjing all their lives, and they could not survive even if they fled elsewhere.

Xiao Jing's enthronement ceremony did not have a chance, but he thought that he was already in the ninth fifth year and respected by the world. In the name of the emperor, he sent troops to defend the city while preventing the civil and military nobles from fleeing.

Under the banner of moving the capital, he forced the group of civil and military nobles who did not come and escaped to gather together every day to discuss, forcing them to come out with a bluffing charter for the expected collective escape.

Xia Feng returned to the Guogong Mansion, counted the soldiers and horses, packed his bags and prepared to leave.

These messy things in Jiangnan are bad hearts, but the most tricky thing is in the west, and it is the most important thing that there is no chaos in the northwest at present.

Beihe went south, Lu Nongzhuo plus Yan Lin, Sun Xin and others, could barely deal with it. If the Qiang people enter the customs, the Han people are afraid that they will really die under the iron horse of Naiman.

After she finished counting, she was about to leave, and just out of the house, she saw the new emperor Xiao Jing, who felt good about herself, being surrounded by everyone and turning the alley, and saw her extremely excited: "The big marshal stays, and there are important matters to discuss." "