Your Majesty, after he played stupid and overturned the car

At dusk, the triumphant convoy of the emperor had already arrived outside the city wall. With Lu Yunchuan's order, they were not in a hurry to enter the city, but camped outside the city, showing a posture of confrontation.

The city gates of Yijing were closed, and at night, Ming Wanzhao and Wen Bojing were discussing matters in their tents, and the inspectors from outside reported that You Jin had brought someone to see him.

What You Jin brought was the spies of Jinghongfang.

The man sneaked out of the city before dawn and hid until midnight before showing up. As soon as he entered the tent, he knelt down and paid homage to the Son of Heaven, saying: "Caomin see Your Majesty!"

The Lingxi secret agent was a knife belonging to the Lu family, but Lu Yunchuan personally delivered the knife to Ming Wanzhao, along with himself.

After Jinghongfang got up, he said: "The forbidden army in the city was transferred to guard the imperial mausoleum. Mr. Sheng resigned from his post in the palace. Most of the courtiers complained of illness. The palace has always had secret letters with us. Eunuch Bai is in the palace. With our people, this city wall can't stop His Majesty, it's just..."

He paused, Ming Wanzhao looked calm, glanced at him, motioned to continue.

"It's just that the family members of the courtiers were all invited by Qiao Zihan to the Chaolu Palace." The man said, "I ask Your Majesty to decide how to proceed."

Naturally, the Imperial Army can't count on them, so only the Lingxi spies left in the city are left. This spies belonged to Ming Wanzhao long ago, and there are not many left in the city. It would be easy to open the city gate while taking advantage of the chaos. It is difficult for people.

Ming Wanzhao sat on the main seat and said, "Save people first."

"If you want to save someone, you have to enter the city." Wen Bojing frowned.

Ming Wanzhao seemed to be strategizing, but he was actually constantly analyzing Qiao Zihan's next actions. He changed his position, and after thinking about it, he said: "If I were Qiao Zihan, I would not easily hurt the officials and their families. His purpose is nothing but It’s me. The imperial edict is just a pretext, as long as I’m dead, who cares if there is such a paper edict? If he wants me to enter the city, then I will enter the city.”

Lu Yunchuan's unfathomable eyes suddenly appeared a bit sinister and cruel, but he did not speak, but remained silent. When the guy in Jinghongfang glanced at him hesitantly, Lu Yunchuan closed his eyes and said: "Listen to Your Majesty. .”

The few generals except Wen Bojing exchanged glances with each other calmly, and took a high look at the Lu family in Lingxi.

It is a big taboo to ask Lu Yunchuan for his opinion in front of the emperor, but Ming Wanzhao acquiesced in it, which shows his grace.

After everyone exited the tent, Lu Yunchuan sat down beside the emperor, lightly shook those slender fingers, and did not speak.

But Ming Wanzhao felt the coolness of his fingertips, so he gently held back his fingertips, raised his head, with soft warmth in his phoenix eyes, and said softly, "I have to go through this, I can't be cold anymore. The heart of a loyal minister."

Lu Yunchuan didn't know what to do with him, he gritted his teeth angrily, but only snorted, stretched out his hands and squeezed the back of his slender neck, pressing against his forehead.He said: "Fool, is your heart only cruel to yourself?"

Ming Wanzhao put his arms around his neck, and rubbed against the tip of his nose, exhaling entangledly, intimate and ambiguous.But even though his demeanor seems to be seductive, his eyes are as clean as glass.

"I am the Son of Heaven." Ming Wanzhao said softly, "Emperor Liang, who my uncle sacrificed his life to protect outside Lingyang Pass, cannot enter the city on the bones of loyal ministers and family members."

Lu Yunchuan kissed his cheek and said in a hoarse voice, "I know all about it."

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes, pressed the person to his chest, and hugged him tightly.

Just as Ming Wanzhao was about to open his mouth, he heard him say softly as if sighing: "I'm just worried about you."

Hearing that Ming Wanzhao's heart softened, he leaned against the man's arms, closed his eyes and sniffed his breath.

"The last battle." Ming Wanzhao said in a low voice, "If this battle is won, Daliang can enjoy peace. Lu Chensong, General Lu, stay in Beijing."

Lu Yunchuan caressed his thin back, with a slight smile in his eyes.

He promised in Ming Wanzhao's ear: "I will serve the emperor, and I will never lose this battle."

It's not yet dawn, and the lights in Chengming Pavilion have never been turned off.

Qiao Zihan's eyes were red, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked a little rough. He seemed to have lost his usual modest and gentlemanly appearance. He sat in Chengming Pavilion and said hoarsely, "Qi Lingyun? You haven't come back yet?"

Feng Bailu stood below, his clenched fists were filled with cold sweat, and he replied, "I haven't come back."

"How come?" Qiao Zihan murmured, lifted an inkstone on the case suddenly, and shouted: "Why haven't you come back at this hour?!"

Feng Bailu didn't say a word, if he hasn't come back at this time, it's likely that he won't come back.

The purpose of Qi Lingyun's trip was to threaten Ming Wanzhao, even if he could not bring him back, let him know that he would not be able to enter Yijing.

But Qi Lingyun didn't come back, this is Ming Wanzhao's provocation and contempt, and also his declaration of war.

Qiao Zihan was also aware of it. He panted violently for a while, his eyes suddenly turned cold, like a poisonous scorpion, staring at Feng Bailu.

He said: "No matter what, kill Ming Wanzhao, kill him!"

Feng Bailu lowered his head, did not look at the eyes that seemed to be poisoned, and replied in a deep voice: "I understand."

At this point, it was useless to regret, but he still regretted it.

With Qiao Zihan's insane appearance, it will be difficult for him to become a major event in the future.

When he walked out of the door of Chengming Pavilion, Feng Bailu was woken up by the cold wind. What happened to Qi Lingyun today made him feel a little scared.

It happened that Bai Tan came towards me with tea, saw Feng Bailu, smiled and said softly: "Lord Feng, why do you look so bad?"

Feng Bailu forced a smile.

Bai Tan asked again seemingly unintentionally: "Master Qi hasn't come back yet?"

The smile on Feng Bailu's face disappeared in an instant, he looked at Bai Tan, and suddenly asked: "Who are you?"

"A person who is like duckweed is counting on the mercy of the heavenly family." Bai Tan smiled gently, his expression was as usual, without any flaws, he said with a smile: "The tea is getting cold, the servants will go first."

The two passed by.

Feng Bailu stood where he was, thinking to himself, he knew that riches and honor were in danger, and they had already occupied Yijing, but in this city, he became more and more uneasy.

Looking up, the sky is about to brighten.

Bai Tan, who entered the door, continued to serve hot tea for Qiao Zihan, as if he didn't see his sleepless sleepless night, and said as usual: "Your Highness, I'm sorry, it's time for breakfast later."

Qiao Zihan didn't touch the tea, but he didn't go crazy anymore, he just said hoarsely: "No need."

Bai Tan narrowed his eyes and said: "If your Highness has no appetite, why not have some refreshments."

"Your old master is just outside the city." Qiao Zihan sneered abruptly, held the tea to his lips, and blew on the cooling air gently. He seemed calm, but his eyes were full of sternness, and asked, "Still serving me here, don't go to greet me." him?"

Bai Tan was tired of hearing similar words, he remained silent for a while, and said in the usual tone, "Slaves are inferior, serving in the palace is enough."

Qiao Zihan was restless, and for a while, he didn't realize that there was another deep meaning in Bai Tan's words.

In less than an hour, the sky was bright, and Ming Wanzhao's imperial driver and city guards also arrived in front of the gate of Yijing.

Feng Bai exposed the queen of the palace and went straight to the west city gate. When he saw the army gathered in the city, he couldn't help but feel terrified. He closed his eyes and suppressed all the fear.

He couldn't retreat, and he didn't dare to retreat, and there was nothing to recover behind him!

"Bring up the family members of those courtiers." Feng Bailu ordered in a deep voice.

Not long after, the dignitaries of the deep house who had been trembling all night were pushed up the city wall, Feng Bailu finally gained some confidence, and shouted loudly to the people below: "Your Majesty, please enter the city!"

Ming Wanzhao was wearing a dark ink-colored cloak, and his black hair was not tied casually as in the past, but was meticulously tied with a jade crown.He sat high on the back of Wu Yuxue's horse, raised his eyes to look at the sky, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and he looked drowsy.

When he looked at it in the past, he couldn't see the hope of Daliang at a glance, but now he looked at it again, but he could see a ray of light from the darkness.

Ming Wanzhao drove his horse forward a little bit, and raised his hand to signal the crowd not to follow.

Lu Yunchuan was by his side, staring at the closed city gate coldly like a hawk, and suddenly raised his hand, the archers stepped forward one after another, drew their bows and arrows, and aimed at the defenders on the gate tower.

"I can enter the city alone." Ming Wanzhao Gao Min, his voice was still a little hoarse, fearless, "Open the city gate and let the courtiers and family members out of the city."

Feng Bailu didn't dare to act rashly, he looked down at the emperor under the city wall, hesitating.

Ming Wanzhao didn't intend to give him too much time, so he pressed forward step by step and shouted loudly: "At the gate of the city, they leave the city and I enter the city. Feng Bailu, I will only give you half a cup of tea time, otherwise we will talk with swords!"

Feng Bailu's forehead began to break out in cold sweat. This was the first time he faced the coercion of the young emperor. Even though he was condescending at the moment, and even controlled the courtiers and family members, Ming Wanzhao was still in the top position.

He is so tough and arrogant, unquestionable, high above.

"Have you sent someone to the palace to spread the word?" Feng Bailu pretended to be calm and asked.

The lieutenant general beside him replied: "I've gone, it must be more than half a cup of tea time every time I come and go."

Feng Bailu clenched his hands tightly, his palms were wet and greasy, he pondered for a while with a sullen face, then slammed on the city wall and said, "Change!"

"Let them go." Feng Bailu stared at Ming Wanzhao, with murderous intent in his eyes, "These women are not important, as long as you can kill Ming Wanzhao, as long as you kill him, you and I will be considered successful today!"

Lieutenant General: "Yes!"

"Open the city gate, Ming Wanzhao enters the city." Feng Bailu clenched the saber at his waist, and said every word with a gnashing of viciousness, "Kill him."

After killing Ming Wanzhao, Qiao Zihan would be able to ascend the throne and become the emperor logically. Then he sealed Bailu as a meritorious service from the dragon. From then on, he can turn his hands into clouds and his hands into rain in the court!

--What's the harm in trying you? !

The heavy city gate slowly opened, Ming Wanzhao rode forward alone for a certain distance, and briefly confronted the Nanfu army who was escorting the courtiers and family members outside the gate, his face remained unchanged even in the face of danger, and he calmly rode his horse to the city gate, facing Liu Shen Wuzhu The family members of the courtiers smiled gently.

"It surprised you all." Ming Wanzhao's voice was hoarse, but his tone was gentle, "Go out, the Xifu Army is waiting for you outside."

Some of the family members of the courtiers wept softly, and some couldn't help asking: "Then, Your Majesty..."

"Go." Ming Wanzhao shook his head, looked inside the door, gradually getting colder.

Feng Bailu had come down from the city wall, and was sitting on horseback looking at him, his gaze was like a hungry wolf's, fierce and greedy.

Ming Wanzhao confronted him without evasion, with an arrogant expression and a calm posture.

He didn't come to be prey today, but to hunt wolves!

The author has something to say

Didn't fight, hey, I'm going to fight in the next chapter, it's almost coming to an end.Do you understand what it means to replace it with pinyin, broadcast body (), fill in the blank. "Bamboo Horse" and "Your Highness the Enemy" have locked chapters and cannot be modified for the time being. If you want to read it, you can comment.