In the Duke of England's palace, the flower hall is brightly lit.

More than a dozen candles as thick as arms were burning, illuminating the house.

The hearts of the honors in the house are very cold.

The prince-in-law Jiao Jing looked ugly, and looked at the British Duke's mansion at the top, his voice was full of fatigue:

"According to my news, Cheng Ying was captured, and the Zhao Prison of the Dongchang and Jinyiwei were transferred. If we provide a little bit of it, you will know the consequences."

Zhang Xie glared:

"What does it have to do with my British Duke's Mansion? He chose a person in Yangwu Hou's Mansion that was not good. He got a waste and went out to embarrass him. He didn't even hurt Su Cheng, but he took himself in. Now we are going to be implicated. Whose responsibility is this?"

The prince-in-law Xue Heng snorted coldly:

"When I was working hard, it was my Yangwu Hou Mansion. Why? Now that I have failed, the second master will not admit it."

Zhang Hu snorted coldly:

"What does it mean to refuse to admit your account? Cheng Ying won't succeed. What is the account that my Duke of England's government wants to recognize? Isn't Mr. Xue confused?"

Xue Heng was so angry that he was filled with smoke when he heard this.

Chen Mao, the Marquis of Ningyang, spoke:

"Don't be impatient, we are here to discuss solutions, not to quarrel. Now Cheng Ying is captured, and the few dead soldiers who are lying outside have been captured. The Mongols are surrounded and the way to assassinate Sucheng has failed. We have to make the worst plan."

The flower hall became quiet, and everyone's faces became ugly, especially the Yangwu Hou Mansion and Ningyuan Bo Mansion, which were the most influential.

When Ren Li saw that everyone was not talking, Mr. Xue was so angry that she couldn't speak. The only thing she took the lead was herself.

"Everyone, the most urgent task now is to mobilize the suspicion of each family to see who was captured and whether they would give up the commanders of each family. If it is not natural, it is best, but if there is such a danger, then the hero can only cut off his arm."

Mr. Xue also agreed with Ren Li’s suggestion.

Zhang Yu disagreed. He looked at the nobles below, and his voice was harsh:

"It's better to be quiet than to move. Now is the time to prevent the most closely. Our people rashly go up, afraid that they wouldn't be sending it to the gun. If the person who spys on the news is caught, they will be worse than the dead soldiers' mouth."

For a moment, there was a quarrel in the flower hall again.

Chen Mao, the Marquis of Ningyang, looked at the quarrels, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. This is the noble he relied on. The leading brothers Zhang Yun and Zhang Hui only made private plans for the sake of the people and did not care about the gains and losses of the Supreme Emperor. How could this happen?

The rest of Xue Heng and Tan Zhuo are even more stupid guys!

I am old and I am involved with them, I am afraid I will be over.

What a hero the old British Duke is, how could he become so unbearable when he reached the hands of his brothers.

I still have never dominated the shortcomings of the war, and have insufficient view of the overall situation. I only know how to achieve great things by gaining power by one person and one household.

This generation of nobles still depends on Sucheng, the Duke of Chengguo and the Duke of England, which are not enough.

The title of Ningyang Marquis was obtained because of him, but he must not lose it from him. He is preparing to pass on his family. If he can survive this level, he will draw a clear line with these guys who only care about private plans in the future.

...

Imperial City, Kunning Palace.

Zhu Qiyu had just fallen asleep when Cheng Jing woke up.

The sleepy Zhu Qiyu looked at Cheng Jing and asked in annoyance:

"What's wrong? How dare you call me up at this time?"

Queen Wang was wearing a moon-white shirt, standing on one side, her pretty face full of coldness.

Cheng Jing's heart skipped a beat. This made the two masters angry. If Duke Zhongguo was assassinated, he would be finished.

"Returning to the emperor, it was news from outside the palace that Cheng Ying, the fourth-tier head of the East Factory, and the person set up an ambush, and wanted to murder Duke Zhongguo, he buried a lot of thunder in Fuyu Lane in the city."

"Have you ever injured Su Qing?"

Zhu Qiyu stood up nervously, and the annoyed expression on her face was wiped out, replaced by a full face of nervousness.

The cold surrender on Queen Wang's face was gone, and her pretty face was full of worry.

The stone in Cheng Jing's heart fell to the ground. It seemed that the emperor and the queen had a strong reliance on Duke Zhongguo, and this time he passed the test.

"Duke Zhongguo is unparalleled in strategy. He can see Cheng Ying's wrong at first sight. He has captured the man and passed it to Eunuch Shu's place. Eunuch Shu's East Factory and Duke Zhongguo joined forces, and found an ambushed dead soldiers and muskets in Sanhefang."

"Bang"

Zhu Qiyu slapped the bed, and his face turned pale:

"OK!"

"OK!"

"This is my nobleman. When the 12th Regiment Battalion was in the hands of Su Qing, it was very strict. They complained many times and repeatedly complained to me, saying that Su Qing would not control the army and would cause trouble sooner or later."

"It's good now. Six of the 12th Regiment Battalion are under their control. They have caused these tricks for me and are trying to assassinate important officials. They dare to steal out the country's heavy weapons such as firearms."

"Damn it!"

Queen Wang next to him hurriedly gave Zhu Qiyu a sigh and persuaded her softly:

"Your Majesty, don't get angry, hurt your body. Isn't Duke Su okay? If you hurt your body by being angry, you will be able to fulfill the will of some people."

Zhu Qiyu took a long breath and snorted:

"If you talk about these things, it was all done by that person. Without him urging them from behind, Zhang Yun and Zhang Hui dared to make trouble like this, but he supported him, and those good brothers he brought from Mongolia were secretly urging them."

"The Duke of England, the Duke of England?"

Zhu Qiyu muttered, thinking about the next step.

The title of Duke Cheng’s Mansion was stuck by civil officials. Zhu Yi has not been able to inherit the title yet. If Zhu Yi is involved in this matter, then the title of Duke Cheng’s Mansion will not need to be promoted, just right.

The Duke of England is quite surging. Since the Zhang family is willing to be a pawn for the Supreme Emperor and Su Cheng has found such a good excuse for himself, then we will first use the Duke of England to break the knife.

He ordered Cheng Jing:

"If you pass my oral order to Shu Liang, you will say that the noble group headed by the British Duke's Office will be in assassinated by the imperial court. The crime is extremely serious and will be demoted to third-class count. If you dare to cause trouble, you will seize the title for the people. The other nobles will be dealt with according to the crime."

...

In Sanhefang, the battle is coming to an end.

Su Cheng personally pressed the formation, archers, spearmen and heavy armored soldiers successively.

The arrogant Mongolians were forced out without even holding on for a quarter of an hour, and the hidden thunder was not lit.

In front of more than a dozen tall full-body shields, several Mongolian masters were still fighting stubbornly, and the battle continued.

At this time, a horse came from the rain, arrived next to Shu Liang, saluted Su Cheng, and said a few words in Shu Liang's ear.

Shu Liang stretched his eyebrows when he heard this, and looked at Su Cheng who was commanding the battle in front of him, and ordered the monk next to him:

"Transfer my order to make the borrowed prison guards of the Jinyiwei work harder. As long as Cheng Ying is not dead and can find a behind-the-scenes envoy, our family will reward him with 500 taels of silver."

The second-hand head next to him came over with a smile:

"Man, this benefit is not left to my brothers, so we can also review it."

Shu Liang glanced at the second gear:

"Why, do you have any objections to my decision?"

The second gear head was scared and gave himself two mouths.

"The factory owner forgives his crimes, is tired and fainted, and says the wrong thing, the factory owner forgives his crimes."

Shu Liang snorted and ignored him. The fourth gear head was a secret spy that was beneath someone else. This second gear head was not safe. It was sowed in the past and was not a good thing.

Well, the previous strangulation is almost over.

Hey, what did the Mongolians shout?

A translator next to him came to report immediately:
Chapter completed!