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Chapter two hundred and sixty-eight capture Fan Wencheng alive

Fan Wencheng rarely enjoyed a four-wheeled carriage. You should know that this kind of carriage is the highest-end means of transportation in this era, and after finally smuggling one into him, even the Emperor Huang Taiji of the Qing Dynasty, he was reluctant to use it. Instead, he gave it to the Qing Dynasty Manufacturing Institute and asked Li Yongfang to develop it.

Because Huang Taiji is not stupid, he can also see that this four-wheeled carriage can not only be used as a means of transportation, but also a weapon for future wars.

So, as soon as Fan Wencheng entered the pass, he couldn't wait to spend the wealth he had accumulated for many years outside the pass and bought a luxury version of the "Permanent" four-wheeled carriage produced by Royal Industries. He sat comfortably on a chair decorated with chicken-wand wood, crossing his legs while enjoying himself, but he did not expect that the horse suddenly became crazy. Fortunately, the four-wheeled carriage had excellent shock absorption effect, otherwise Fan Wencheng's body of more than 200 kilograms would have to be thrown out directly.

However, at this moment, a Tartar, who was riding a horse in front of him and was responsible for Fan Wencheng's safety, suddenly pulled out his knife and ordered: "Protect sir!"

Fan Wencheng hurriedly lifted the curtain when he heard the sound and looked out through the glass window. He found that the carriage had already entered a dense forest. The reason why the horse running wildly in front was because his leg was shot and blood was flowing out of the horse's legs.

But the horse also noticed the approaching danger and ran faster, and its blood flowed faster due to violent running. Soon after, it died of exhaustion and fell to the ground.

At the same time, more than a dozen Jinyiwei directly held the embroidered spring sword and came from four directions, as fast as sharp arrows and as fast as flying!

It was for a hundred households wearing silver flying fish suit. The household was named Sun Tian, ​​and was one of the most powerful masters in the Jinyiwei system. He was specifically responsible for assassination and had killed more than 300 people in Taiping Fort in Xuanhua and a certain general of the Wu Xiang army who slaughtered more than 300 people in the Khalkha tribe in Mongolia and slaughtered more than 300 people in Taiping Fort in Xuanhua.

This time, I was transferred back from outside the pass to plan this time the arrest of the traitor Fan Wencheng. If I cannot be captured alive, I can directly kill him.

Sun Tian was short and not necessarily strong, but he was as light as a swallow. With one move, he killed a Tartar, then turned over and jumped up, and smashed directly at Fan Wencheng's four-wheeled carriage.

Suddenly, the glass on the ground broke into several pieces, and several pieces of glass slag splashed directly on Fan Wencheng's face, and it was sharply split on Fan Wencheng's face!

"Ah, my face!"

The glass made by the Royal Industrial Company of the Ming Dynasty is not a tempered glass from later generations. Once it is hit, it can turn into slag. It has no sharp edges and corners and will not hurt people. However, the glass is extremely aggressive at this time. Fan Wencheng's white and fat face instantly turned into blood as if the freshly produced tofu was cut and blood-red tears were flowing like a ghost.

At this time, several other Tartars threw away the entanglements of other Jinyiweis. Sun Tian came to fight. Sun Tian quickly put the back of the knife behind him like eyes. He blocked the fierce attack of the Tartars. At the same time, he grabbed a handful of glass slag in his hand and threw it backwards. The glass slag was better than darts. Two Tartars were hit directly and took a few steps back. The other two Tartars were blocked by the Jinyiwei who were caught up.

Sun Tian directly pulled Fan Wencheng out of the carriage, and fell to Fan Wencheng's nose and face, screaming repeatedly.

After a moment, Sun Tian forced Fan Wencheng to get on the horse, and he rode a horse and followed closely behind him, and at the same time he whipped the horse's butt. The horse carrying Fan Wencheng suddenly ran wildly.

The two surviving Tartars were busy chasing, but after chasing for a few miles, they saw that they could not catch up more and more, so they tried to shoot arrows and kill Fan Wencheng, so that the Ming Dynasty would not be able to get Fan Wencheng to survive.

However, Sun Tian rushed directly at Fan Wencheng and shot him in the shoulder with an arrow, which was blocked by him.

...

The late summer and early autumn of Jinling City are much more unbearable than in the capital. The whole city is like a steamer. Zhu Youxiao is too lazy to go out to wander around. He either drinks iced black plum soup, chews watermelons, or lies in a house filled with ice to read the memorial.

Wei Min'er also changed into a thick cotton skirt, and her delicate body was wrapped in a gauze skirt that was as thin as a cicada but was so dark that she couldn't see any trace of skin. It was less pure but more charming.

However, even so, Wei Min'er still had fine sweat on her forehead and there was a wet mark on her chest.

"Your Majesty, I request to leave the palace and return to the Daming Daily to do things." In the entire Ming Dynasty, there were only two women who claimed to be a humble minister in front of Zhu Youxiao. One was Qin Liangyu, the southwest pillar of the Ming Dynasty, who occasionally learned about it in memorials, and the other was the smart and intelligent Wei Miner.

"Why is this? Could it be that you really don't want to be my concubine!"

Zhu Youxiao stood up and lifted a strand of black hair in Wei Min'er's ear, but directly grabbed Wei Min'er into her arms. Wei Min'er immediately pushed Zhu Youxiao away, blushing like March Chuntao: "No! Please forgive me!"

"Why can't it work? It's better to tell the truth. If you don't tell the truth, I won't let you go!"

Zhu Youxiao said a little sternly that he had now restored Wei Guangwei's reputation and posthumously named Taifu and was given the posthumous title of Wenduan, but Wei Min'er was not moved at all.

Moreover, the eyes of Wei Min'er now had tears on her eyes and said, "Because, Your Majesty, you are the enemy of the weak minister to kill his father!"

The four words "killing your father's enemy" were bitten very hard by Wei Min'er, but after hearing this, Zhu Youxiao rang in his ears like a thunder, which shocked him to no avail.

Yes, although I have become the supreme emperor now, after all, it is Wei Min'er's enemy to kill her father. Perhaps it is already the greatest tolerance for her before killing her, but she still has a whimsical idea to get her. Could it be that she has forgotten this way after becoming the emperor!

"Wang Cheng'en!" Zhu Youxiao shouted loudly.

Wang Chengen hurriedly stood up: "What are your instructions?"

"Escort Miss Wei out of the palace!" Zhu Youxiao said nothing and turned around and entered the inner hall. However, Wei Min'er suddenly burst into tears like rain and couldn't help crying.

Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but turn around and look back, thinking that as for what, as a dignified emperor, he had to kill Wei Guangwei in order to be uncontrollable, but he also restored his reputation. At first, he didn't react to Wei Min'er, but now he is in such pain.

Wei Min'er glanced at Zhu Youxiao, who was both ashamed and puzzled, and turned around and left the palace.

At this time, Wu Jin walked in and said to Zhu Youxiao with joy: "Your Majesty, good news, Fan Wencheng has been successfully captured alive by us. He is now escorted to Jinling City. You can then ask His Majesty to interrogate himself."

"No need, just take him to the capital, imprison him in the imperial prison, and be interrogated strictly. See if he has contacted and prepared to contact those vassal kings recently. We can follow the clues at that time!"
Chapter completed!
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