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Several aristocratic family heads and garrison generals who attended the banquet were also detained in Jindu, under the custody of Yishan Academy, waiting for Su Que, Duke of Ying, and Ling Qi, the shadow leader, to come and interrogate them.

The news of the blockade was not spread, and Lian Songcheng spent two days sorting out several Changzhou garrison troops, and calmly brought them to the Yinghai battlefield, next to the camp of the left division of the Donghai Navy.

The situation of the plague in Yinghai was getting better day by day, Jiang Di couldn't sit still, and the corners of his mouth got blisters from anxiety.As soon as I heard that the reinforcements had arrived that day, I finally breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately ordered several important lieutenants of the left division of the navy, and personally led people to the Changzhou garrison camp that came to support.

The generals leading the army on the other side were all from the aristocratic families in the twelve cities in the south of the Yangtze River. Due to the reason, Jiang Di had to show courtesy and gratitude on behalf of King Jing, and he would be his own brother from now on.

All the way was unimpeded, and the Yuanmen officer greeted them eagerly, talking and laughing as brothers and sisters, the officer led Jiang Di and his party into the main tent——

Lian Songcheng was waiting inside for the thief of the East China Sea Navy.

Jiang Di and his lieutenants were unprepared, the smile on their faces hadn't disappeared, and the knife had already reached their necks.

After a few days, the black iron token of the Donghai Navy returned to its real holder.

Jiang Di and a group of rebel lieutenants from the left division of the navy were all tied up pending trial, and the admiral of the right division Qin Youfang, who had been imprisoned by them for a long time, and other loyal officials and good generals all returned to their original positions.

The sound of dysprosium resounded through the sky, and Lian Songcheng regained control of the East China Sea Navy with the momentum of thunder. Officers at all levels were rewarded and punished for their merits and deeds according to their performance during this period of time. This messy army has been thoroughly reorganized from top to bottom.

At the same time, Ying Hai, who had been besieged by Jiang Di's army for many days, finally ushered in the sunny day it deserved.The passively blocked southern city gate was reopened, and with the deployment of medicinal materials and human support, the city that never sleeps began to restore its proper appearance.

After the help of Yan Zhefei, the orphan of Erfei, the imperial capital Liubaili urgently sent three recipes for dispelling Gu - from the hands of Nanxi Guoshi Jing Xueli.The big witch is indeed the person who knows the Gu epidemic best, and the little help is very thorough.The three prescriptions, from the infected person, to the disaster-stricken area, to the polluted water of the Lanjiang River, all give solutions and make up for all omissions.

News of the reversal of the situation in Changzhou spread to all directions.

——This is just the beginning of closing the net.

Today, on the tenth day of the seventh lunar month, there is a grand court meeting in the Xuanzheng Hall of the imperial capital.

I don't know if there are too many ice mirrors in the hall. It is a summer day, and the civil and military officials are standing in the hall, but they feel the cold air rushing from their heels to their hearts.

On the third day of June, King Jing raised his troops and raised his flag to rebel. Now that it is more than a month old, the news of the great changes in Changzhou has reached the imperial capital.

A month ago, the courtiers listened to the embattled Yinghai and looked at the calm emperor on the throne, thinking that Changzhou was about to end.

A month later, several dishonest patriarchs from the Twelve Cities in the South of the Yangtze River, together with the garrison generals who were in harmony with each other, had just been taken over by the Jindu Prefecture Mufu.The news was still hot in the imperial capital, and it was read at the Great Court Meeting. The emperor on the dragon chair looked as calm as ever, and Changzhou was indeed about to end.

The officials of the imperial court and these families who were related to each other were frightened and knelt in front of the imperial steps to plead guilty. A small puddle of cold sweat drenched in front of everyone's knees.

afraid.

I was terrified of the emperor's calmness.

— This is not over yet.

The day before yesterday, Junji Wuyue of Lishan Mountain handed over a memorial, the content was very simple, he wanted to come to the imperial capital.And it's already on the way, and it will arrive almost this afternoon after calculating the day.

The reason is to submit the decree to His Majesty.

The emperor's imperial pen Zhu Zhu said: accurate.

Entering Beijing from the Mahayana realm is no small matter. The Tianzi Guards Battalion, Imperial City Imperial Guards, Five Cities Soldiers and Masi all have to make some preparations. Of course, you have to ask Dong Jun why he came to Beijing.Because it was not a secret document and the situation was urgent, the copy of the copy that was transcribed and archived by the sect was shown to the generals.

I know every word above, but when put together, everyone can't understand it.

Pay the decree?Return to His Majesty?

The combination of Lishan Dongjun and the word "Pay Zhi" is incredible.

But today, the whole court knows that this reason is not a perfunctory joke——

The shadow guard who returned to Beijing first reported that Fang Hongzhen, the rebel in Cangwu City, had been captured on the border of Changzhou, and was about to be secretly detained in the imperial capital, pending the holy judgment.

The court is full of silence, the court is full of uproar, and the court is full of fear.

Fang Hongzhen is a Mahayana realm who dominates Yunzhou. Yesterday he was the reassurance of the rebel army, but today he has become a prisoner of the imperial capital.Whose handwriting is obvious, paying the order, Ji Wuyue is showing her allegiance to the emperor!

Where is the emperor completely unprepared?

Even the most difficult Fang Hongzhen had to wait to die right now, and the rebellious King Jing was like a clown, and the restless one who followed him would not even try to escape.

A group of people were kneeling in front of the imperial steps, their livers and gallbladders were torn apart, shaking like chaff, they couldn't hold on and almost passed out.All the officials from aristocratic families, ministers, civil and military officials are still standing in the palace at this moment, none of them is not scared, there are many of them who are active in their thoughts, but they have not yet acted, remembering this, cold sweat dripped down.

I don't know who was the first among the ministers, and the whole hall, civil and military, knelt down and shouted long live three times.

The emperor on the throne, who was sure of winning, did not show his face, but frowned.

"Where's Dongjun?" He asked.

The shadow guard who sent the message quickly replied: "Dong Jun will be here in the afternoon. When I come, Dong Jun asked my minister to bring a message and greet His Majesty in advance."

The sun slanted westward, hanging in the sky.

At two o'clock in the first quarter of the unitary year, a group of people rode horses and arrived in front of Suzhang's gate.The carriage where Fang Hongzhen was detained has been taken over by Rong Shan, the deputy commander of the shadow guards in Gyeonggi, and secretly transferred to the dark prison in the imperial city.

Now Lishandong Lord has arrived.

In front of Suzhang's gate, he dismounted his horse and parked his sedan chair. The imperial guards came to lead the horses, and their eyes couldn't help but fixate on the people surrounded by the shadow guards of the Son of Heaven.

He was dressed in a plain silk dress, with a slender figure, a simple long sword pinned to his waist, and a gauze hat on his head—it is a well-known fact that Lishan Dongjun never shows his true face.It's just a pity, if I'm lucky enough to see what Dongjun looks like, it's really enough to brag about it for a year!The imperial guards were thinking, and their eyes followed Dongjun who was going to the palace gate.

The sun has not yet set, and there is still a strong heat between the sky and the earth. The sun no longer scorches people when it shines on the face, only the scorching heat is left.Chu Heng slightly tilted his head to talk to the shadow guard beside him, then took off the gauze hat and handed it to the person next to him, took the veil and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He didn't wear a mask, and this movement came very suddenly. All the guards of Suzhangmen opened their mouths wide and widened their eyes, staring at the hand covering their foreheads, waiting for it to lift.

Dongjun is very white, the jaw line is the most beautiful curvature, and his lips are like vermilion. There is nothing ugly about this half of the face that falls in the eyes of the forbidden soldiers. Even the tip of the nose that is looming between the palms is also beautiful. ...It's a little bit out of line with the image of the martial arts master that everyone imagined.

Then, the sweat-wiping veil was removed unexpectedly, revealing a face familiar to the imperial guards.

Seems like I've seen it somewhere.

... Isn't this the little boy from the Hall of Martial Arts?