The Trick to Teasing a Noble Family’s Son

Hearing the name Huan Heng, Wei Hua's expression became cold.

Huan Heng didn't say anything to them, stood up, and said directly: "Get ready and rest."

Wei Hua remained silent. After a long time, Wei Hua said, "Huan Heng, please let her go."

Huan Heng did not speak, Wei Hua continued: "It is not easy for her. She is for the sake of Changxin Hou Mansion..."

"That's your incompetence in the Hou Mansion," Huan Heng looked at her coldly: "As her brother, you actually let her go to this day. This is your incompetence."

"Then what are you going to do?" Wei Hua looked at Huan Heng quietly: "Planning to expose her to others and deceive the king?!"

"Wei Hua," Huan Heng laughed out loud: "You just relied on me to like her, so do whatever you want, right?"

Wei Hua closed his mouth and stopped talking.

After returning, Huan Heng imprisoned Wei Hua. When Wei Lan learned of the outbreak of the war in Shengjing, she also knew that Wei Hua could not return. She asked Wei Xiong to step up training and expansion, and the rear began to prepare for war. With the retreat of Wang and Xie's family, the South was united for the first time.

When the early spring came, the battle between Chen Guo and Da Chu ended, and Huan Heng annihilated Chen Guo in one round and took Chen Guo's land into his bag. This is the first victory against the north since the great Chu moved its capital to Shengjing. Huanheng's prestige is soaring, and the limelight is unparalleled.

When Wei Lan received the Huanheng battle report, she stood on the windowsill for a long time. Xie Zichen walked from behind her, draped her clothes, frowned and said, "What do you think?"

"Huanheng won."

"This is a good thing."

"He should be back."

Wei Lan turned her head to look at Xie Zichen, frowning: "He is not Huan Song, you may not dare to let him stand as king."

"I know." Xie Zichen spoke calmly, stroked her hair, and said gently: "With me, don't worry."

"You are there," Wei Lan pursed her lips: "I was worried."

Huanheng would not do anything to her, but Huanheng would definitely do something to Xie Zichen.

Xie Zichen looked at Wei Lan's expression and couldn't help but smile. But he said: "Don't worry, I won't lose to him."

Wei Lan didn't speak, she leaned her head on Xie Zichen's chest, listening to the sound of this person's heart beating, she felt relieved.

Before long, as expected by the two of them, Huan Heng handed out the zhezi for entering Beijing to the emperor. However, in this book, he was not an ordinary job description, but came back for reward.

He asked the emperor to grant him nine tins and the right to enter and leave Shengjing at will. There are two rights, neither of which can be granted to him.

If he was not given these rights, he still had some estimates for many things. For example, when he entered Beijing this time, the emperor refused to let him in. He insisted on entering, and either he was killed by the emperor caught turtles in the urn, or he was a gangster. But if this right is given, I am afraid that no one will stop him.

"Let the emperor give an order not to allow him to enter Beijing."

Wei Lan said coldly: "At that time..."

"It's too late." Xie Zichen spoke suddenly. Wei Lan was stunned. Xie Zichen glanced at the document he was still reading and slowly said: "He is already on the road."

"He dare?!" Wei Lan was stunned: "He hasn't been summoned, how can a general on the frontier enter Shengjing at will?!"

"He will be here soon, with Five Thousand Qingqi."

Hearing this number, Wei Lan was not very good.

Five thousand Qingqi, if it works well, this is the number that can take down a city. Huan Heng brought such a large army to Shengjing, but didn't even disturb anyone. How could this not make her angry?

"He just set off two days ago. He traveled day and night, taking a small path. My people also noticed a large number of troops outside Shengjing yesterday, so they made a clear investigation."

"What did he bring so many people to do?" Wei Lan said with a cold face, "Rebellion?"

"I don't know if it's a rebellion," Xie Zichen chuckled: "But the person who came is not good, this must be true."

Huan Heng arrived the next day. In the early morning, people came to the palace to give an explanation. Concubine Xie appointed Wei Lan, Xie Zichen, and Wang Xi to welcome each other at Changting. Now that Huanheng's momentum is too strong, no matter what kind of honor is deserved, if they are not grand enough, it will arouse public resentment, thinking that they are cold and pressing on a general who throws blood for the country.

So Wei Lan was in Changting early, and at this time, all the senior officials who followed were a little scared.

This country has been turbulent for too many years, and it has to be cleaned up from time to time. Now that Huan Heng brings five thousand elite soldiers over, who can say that he has no intention of treason? When they met, they smashed a group of people directly, and then they went to Beijing to take Miyagi, which was not a way out.

The ministers stood behind Wei Lan and Xie Zichen shivering, even Wang Xi frowned and worried.

He stood behind Wei Lan and couldn't help saying: "Alan, our entire third-rank and above ministers are here, if Huanheng is here to start, I am afraid that there will be no one in the court."

He really couldn't find a reason why Huanheng couldn't do it. Wei Lan was dressed in a purple python official uniform, with a golden jade crown on her head, and a wat plate in her hand. Her complexion was calm and flat. Hearing what Wang Xi said, she even smiled leisurely, and said gently: "Axi, don’t worry, if we have none Come, he really wants to trouble that minister."

As she said, she looked at the army slowly approaching in the distance and squinted her eyes: "What we have to do now is to make him find the wrong place."

They can't let people have a handle, and Huan Heng is not reckless. Jiu Xi can't add him. If he can't find a mistake, he won't just use force like this.

Even if he really wants to move, at least not now. Huanheng doesn't mind being a rebellious courtier, but he also minds that he has such a reputation. He must find a reason for the emperor to treat the soldiers badly.

Wei Lan quietly watched the person coming from a distance. He was sitting in a sedan chair with four hanging curtains. The surrounding guards of honor were grand in size. The soldiers opened their way and stepped on the ground in uniform steps, making a shocking sound of stepping, which shocked the civilian officials who had not been on the battlefield that year.

He came to the long pavilion, but before the sedan chair fell, the soldiers rushed into the long pavilion and surrounded all the ministers. When everyone saw this posture, it was no different from the scene of rebellion as expected, except for Wei Lan and Xie Zichen, and even Wang Xi. Changing his face, the timid official softened his legs on the spot, "plopped" and knelt down.

Wang Xi's expression was a bit ugly, but Wei Lan Xie Zichen looked calm and calm, but let him settle down a little bit. Xie Zichen glanced at the kneeling official and said to Wang Xi: "Pull him up."

Wang Xi instructed those around him who had calmed down a bit, and quietly pulled up the kneeling courtier. And Xie Zichen and Wei Lan stepped forward to Jia Hu, and Wei Lan said: "Wei Lan brought the Shangshu to order Master Xie to welcome Marshal Huan in the name of His Majesty. Marshal's journey has been exhausted and it has been a hard journey."

With that, Wei Lan raised her head, looked around with a smile, nodded and said, "You guys have worked hard too."

Greetings to ordinary soldiers and everyone, Wei Lan instantly gained a lot of favors.

The Five Thousand Qingqi who came this time was a cutting-edge force built by Huan Heng. He had never contacted Wei Lan, and he had also heard of the legendary Wei Lan from previous veterans. Now that I saw it, I was a little confused. . Was such a scholar who was so weak and even feminine once a killer in the North?

"I haven't seen it for a long time, Alan is as good at gathering people's hearts as before."

A soft sigh came from behind the curtain, Wei Lan looked still, the attendant next to him rolled up the curtain, and Huan Heng walked out from inside.

He wore a black gold silk embroidered sun and moon robe, with a golden crown on his head, and his handsome and stiff face made him look like a military commander at all, but there was a murderous air in his gestures.

He walked in front of Wei Lan, staring down at the smiling man. Time made her more beautiful. After marriage, this man was more like a blooming flower, with a fatal coquettishness. It's just that her temperament is always unrestrained and free and easy, and everyone believes that she is a woman, so this temperament is not noticeable.

In the past, Huan Heng just thought she was beautiful and fascinating. He wanted to hug her when he looked at her.

He had always thought it was because he had too deep brotherhood for her, and even later thought he was a broken sleeve. Until today, when he looked at her with the eyes of a man looking at a woman, he found that such an impulse was supposed to be.

This woman is like a poppy, exuding an intoxicating fragrance that makes people addicted.

Just looking at it, I couldn't help being moved.

Just like when he was fifteen years old, he watched her dance the sacrificial dance in women's clothing, so from then on, she was breathing under him in the whole dream.

He ridiculed, stretched out his hand to touch her, but when he stretched out his hand, he was stopped by Xie Zichen. Xie Zichen looked at him coldly and said indifferently: "The marshal has self-respect."

"Self-respect?" Huan Heng hooked the corner of his mouth: "I and Wei Lan are living and dead brothers in the same bed. We want to be intimate when we meet. Tell me this is not self-respect?"

Hearing this, Xie Zichen finally changed his face. There was nothing wrong with what Huan Heng said, and everyone felt strange. Wei Lan shook her head at Xie Zichen. This interaction made Huan Heng sneer. At the moment Xie Zichen let go, Huan Heng hugged Wei Lan's waist in a posture of hugging a woman, pulling her into his arms and raising her with his hand. Lift her chin.

"Huan Heng!"

Xie Zichen jumped forward, and the sword of the guard next to him was placed in front of Xie Zichen. Everyone's expressions changed drastically. Wang Xi held Xie Zichen's hand and said hurriedly: "Zichen calm down! Don't use force."

"Zichen," Wei Lan also said flatly: "Retreat."

They can't take the initiative, they must wait for Wang Ning's army to come.

Huan Heng knew their bottom line, so he brazenly rubbed the delicate and small chin of the person in front of him with his cocooned hand, forcing her to put the soft and sweet lips against him.

"Alan," he pressed her against him, making Wei Lan feel the hardness under him pressing against her, listening to him hoarsely: "I really miss you so much."

The author has something to say:

In some things, Huanheng is a wild horse in the north.

Huan Heng and Rong Hua are the big bosses in the last plot, and because of the relatively small number of words recently, it is easy to appear that he has occupied a lot of space.