History of Yongwu

Capital

"Prince" He Yuan lowered his voice and frowned and asked, "Is this matter really not discussed with Grand Master Wang?"

The incident was imminent, but the old grand master was kept in the dark. After Emperor Xuan, He Yu still believed in Wang Taishi and regarded him as his teacher. Now he is hiding it, which makes him a little uneasy.

"General, this matter is about the joint imperial court of the northern border army." Duke Huai hesitated, looked at him and said, "The death of King Jin is somewhat related to the Grand Master. How could Zhao Zhiping and others trust the Grand Master?"

He Tiao nodded without making a sound. With a thought, he asked even more worriedly, "So, are your Majesty and the Queen Mother?" If Zhao Zhiping and others wanted to avenge King Jin, wouldn't even the Young Emperor be involved.

"That's why the queen mother doesn't allow the grand master to know, general..." Duke Huai looked at him meaningfully, turned his eyes and said, "How can the emperor be guilty, he should be loyal to his ministers, and the grand master Wang is no exception."

ah!He Yuan suddenly understood what King Huai meant. If the Northern Border Army wanted to justify the name of King Jin, then someone must bear the crime of framing King Jin, not only Yan Shijun, but also Wang Qianhe.

He Tiao frowned and hesitated for a long time, and finally chose the side of the young emperor. The court and the world have been in chaos for too long, and He Tiao, like many people, desperately hopes that this chaos will end.

Royal Palace

Ji'an walked slowly towards the Changxin Hall in search of the familiar corridor. The entire Changxin Hall was densely packed with guards. Every time Ji'an passed through here, he felt that time had frozen, which isolated the place from the outside world. How many years, this is the case here.

"Queen Mother" Ji'an saw Nangong Yuliang in the side hall.

Nangong Yuliang turned to look at him. On his bloodless face, only a pair of eyes were still so bright, and his whole body was even thinner. The wide sleeves covered his figure, making him look like a ghost walking out of the darkness. It dimmed the light in the hall.

He didn't make a sound. Seeing his appearance, Ji An felt a bit sour in his heart. He bowed slightly and said, "King Huai has sent a letter, and there will be an incident in five days. At that time, there will be forbidden troops who have taken refuge in the palace and rushed into the palace to rescue the Queen Mother and Your Majesty."

"Well, is the northern border army... safe?" Nangong Yuliang agreed casually and asked.

"Jianping Army is outside, Zhao Jun and Northern Border Army are confronting each other, and they will never return..." Ji An said to him according to King Huai's instructions.

Nangong Yuliang listened carefully, and a ghostly figure stood in front of the window.In fact, I don't care about life and death, I just want Yan Shijun to be broken into pieces, I just want to repay everything I owe, even though it's not enough...

Zhao Jun Daying

When Du Xue left from the tent of the Chinese Army, the sky was already pitch black, with only a few stars left. He walked away from King Zhao's tent, turned his footsteps, and came to the hillside where King Jin stayed.

The autumn wind at night was even colder, Du Xuetang stood facing the wind, even though the cloak was fluttering behind him, but it was not pulled tight.It was quite cold, no wonder he was caught in the wind and cold, he thought to himself, and remembered how King Jin was questioning the palace.

My lord, I understand your thoughts, but I'm afraid you're going to fail, and the young emperor won't give up his seat, what should you do!

Du Xuetang stared at the capital city in the distance, the two lanterns above the city flickered, as if they would be blown out at any moment, he sneered.

"I just added a sum to your plan, and this sum is enough to kill the young emperor, and enough to make Nangong Yuliang's life worse than death."

The Palace of Yongshou is shining with golden light, exuding the aura of a ruler over the world. Standing under the long white jade steps, you can only look up at the cornices on the top of the palace, which makes people fall down and bow down.

"Only when you enter here can you overwhelm them and not be bullied again"

"Who?" King Zhao asked in horror.

"Cheonger"

"Mother Concubine..."

King Zhao turned around and looked at the woman beside him in surprise. That was his concubine mother, who was still very young, much younger than him. The goose yellow skirt was worn on her body, making her look gentle and sweet.

"Chonger" the concubine stepped forward, gently touched his face with her palm, and said with a smile, "They are not worthy, they are far inferior to my Chonger, so you have to work hard, in this world... only Chonger deserves to have it"

Zhao Wang looked at her in a daze, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, childlike joy flashed in his eyes, he raised his hand hastily, he wanted to hold the concubine's hand, but the cold hand was pressed against his face, and the slightest coldness Without any weight, he stretched out his hand to grab a piece of air.

The concubine mother looked at him and smiled softly. With a smile, the shadow became more and more faint, and finally melted into the air, never to be found again.

His eyes dimmed for a moment, King Zhao subconsciously took a step forward, wanting to touch that cool shadow again, but he only saw a long time ago...

"Queen, the concubine is wrong... wrong"

The young woman in front of him has a beautiful appearance, and the skirt she wears is especially suitable for his slender waist, but at this moment, the appearance of being pulled by the guards is completely lost.

At the top of the imperial steps, the empress was dressed in a fine attire, with an indifferent face, which chilled the hearts of those around her. "It is an unforgivable crime to frame the prince."

The queen waved her hand, and the guard held the woman down, and the thick stick fell down. Not far away, a small child rushed out and knelt down beside the person in the bright yellow dragon robe.

"Royal Father...Royal Father, you save Concubine Mother, Concubine Mother is at your command..."

Pa... Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a slap, and there was a buzzing in his ears, his eyes went dark, and he only heard that majestic voice cursing Nizi, and he couldn't remember anything.

Zhao Jun’s camp, the campfire was dimmed, and it would be dawn in a short time. Zhao Wang slowly opened his eyes and raised his hand. He touched the wet corners of his eyes, was stunned for a moment, and then held his palm tightly.

"Mother, I'm going to sit there." With a soft murmur, King Zhao sat up abruptly, looking at the dark tent with gloomy eyes.

It was especially dark before dawn, like those days when he was imprisoned, there was never a lack of strife and fights in the imperial city, and people with no status could only be victims of the fights, and any blood relationship was fragile in front of the imperial power one strike.

That beautiful and gentle woman was killed by her husband under the scorching sun without even being granted a posthumous title. Up to now... the tablets of the Queen Mother Ruiyi are all enshrined in the Zhao Palace.

"Who?" Zhao Wang suddenly stopped his thoughts and looked up at the front.

"It's me." Du Xuetang stopped and was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect King Zhao to wake up.

"Ai Qing?" Zhao Wang frowned, but let go of his guard, and asked in a calm tone, "But what has changed?" It must be an important thing to come in a hurry at this time.

Listening to his tone, Du Xuetang twitched his eyebrows, lowered his voice, and said in a low voice, "There is indeed a change, my lord..." He stepped forward quickly, as if he wanted to tell King Zhao about it carefully.

The room was dark, King Zhao looked at his blurred shadow, and was about to stop him and light the candle, but before he could speak, Du Xuetang walked fast.

"My lord!"

Zhao Wang's complexion changed drastically, and he glanced out of the corner of his eye, only to find that under the darkness, there was a person behind Du Xuetang's light-colored figure, wearing a black long gown, hidden in the night, making it impossible to find.

Cough cough... King Zhao didn't even utter an exclamation before he was grabbed by that man's neck.

"Fourth brother, it's unfortunate that you woke up!"

"It's you." King Zhao's eyes widened suddenly, and he finally saw the appearance of the person in front of him clearly. "Your legs..."

Pfft... Qin Yu sneered, stabbed his chest with a knife, tightly covered his mouth and exclaimed, and knocked him down to the ground, "Little brother's leg is fine!"

"No...no...impossible" Zhao Wang stared, his voice intermittent.

Hehe...Qin Yu sneered, didn't bother to explain, lowered his head and said to him, "Fourth brother, you're wrong, I'm afraid of death, I'm more afraid of death than anyone else, one leg for your life, isn't it worth it?"

The blood spread all over the ground, Zhao Wang was a little dizzy, but his mind was surprisingly clear, he suddenly understood everything.

All those rebellious, unwilling, and disheartened things were all disguised by this person. He meticulously played the role of the "King Jin" in his heart, in order to avenge and save his and Lin Wanfeng's lives.

"It seems that the fourth brother wants to understand." Qin Yu smiled.

King Zhao's eyes trembled violently, he looked at another figure in the tent, and trembling his fingers, "You...you..."

Qin Yu stepped on his hand, raised the short blade with a cold light, and plunged into Zhao Wang's body again, and the blood flowed even worse, spreading to his feet.

"Fourth brother, do you know why I look down on you?" Qin Yu smiled coldly and disdainfully, "Because even if I'm kneeling, you still look up at me, even if I become a useless person, your eyes still look at me fear"

Zhao Wang lay on the ground, with blood coming out from the corner of his mouth, he twisted his body, his eyes stared at him motionlessly, Qin Yu could read the hatred in his eyes, the hatred that made him very satisfied.

Pfft... Pulling out the dagger stuck in his wound, Qin Yu wiped the blood on it with a handkerchief, and muttered, "Dad said, I want to chop him up with my own hands."

King Zhao finally died, with unwillingness and ambition. Qin Yu stood up with a serious expression on his face. Du Xuetang took out King Jin's black gold-patterned python robe.

"My lord," he bowed slightly and offered his hands.

Qin Yu brushed his palm over the brocade robe, fell silent for a moment, his eyes changed, and said in a low voice, "Put it on."

"Yes"

Du Xuetang breathed a sigh of relief, his heart felt hot, he helped King Jin fasten every button, raised his head, he looked at the familiar face of King Jin, and wanted to wrap his arms around him and hug him.

My lord...you are finally back!He smiled lightly in the darkness.

"Let's go." Qin Yu put on the cloak and strode out.

"Bai"

Lin Wanfeng's soft voice came from behind him, mixed with inexplicable emotions, Qin Yu stopped, looked sideways, there was already a slight light in the sky, Lin Wanfeng stood there, his fingers clenched tightly, as if At a loss.

Xiaofeng... Qin Yu read a sentence carefully in his heart, still looking solemn and indifferent, he said to Du Xuetang, "Take him away"

"Yes" Du Xuetang raised his eyebrows and glanced at King Jin, and bowed his hands to accept the order.

Lin Wanfeng stood where he was, with his lips tightly pursed, and the surname Bai glanced at him, his eyes were a look he had never seen before, the person one step away did not laugh or be serious, nor did he accommodate himself When he was gentle, his heart skipped a beat, and when he regained consciousness, he had disappeared outside the door.

"My lord, the three armies are ready." A general stood in front of him.

Qin Yu's appearance was hidden under the wide hood, no one could see clearly in the dim light, he turned his head and nodded at Du Xuetang beside him.

"General, you lead the army to the west of the capital. If the Jianping army returns to help, immediately intercept it." Du Xuetang took a step forward, just to block the man's sight, and continued, "My lord and I will lead the elite directly into the capital. Fireworks as number"

"The last general takes orders" the general gave a deep salute, no doubt there was a difference, he waved his hand and led the people away in a hurry.

Qin Yu watched the army leave, let out a sigh of relief, got on his horse and pulled the reins, and told Du Xuetang next to him, "Let's go"

Du Xuetang's expression changed, he got on his horse, and rushed towards the city lying in the dark with King Jin.

"these people?"

"My lord, let it go, this is my confidant"

Qin Yu nodded, raised his whip, and galloped away at a faster speed. Du Xuetang also clamped his horse's belly, and followed closely behind, Yu Sheng never lost a step.

On the city wall, the soldiers guarding the city were leaning against the city wall, their figures swaying and drowsy. Before dawn, the soldiers on patrol were always the most sleepy when they walked past the tower in a daze.

"Huh?" A soldier's hazy eyes opened a crack, and there seemed to be light in the east, not the rising sun. "That's..."

clang clang clang...

The sound of the gong resounded through the entire city wall, waking up the soldiers who were sleeping lightly against the wall. Everyone came back to their senses and looked east together. There was a fire burning on the side of the Dongshan camp, and the sky reflected it was bright red, like the morning glow.

Prince Huai Mansion

"Wang Ye Dongshan fire lights up"

Duke Huai nodded, and looked at He Tiao beside him with a serious expression, "Your Majesty will rely on the general."

"The final general will save His Majesty"

The two gave each other a deep salute, jumped on the horse, raised the whip, and galloped towards the center of the empire.

On the horseback, Duke Huai looked at the palace gate that was getting closer and closer, and a sense of urgency rose in his heart.

Zhao Zhiping and Xue Fu's plan did not rescue the Young Emperor and the Empress Dowager, they only said that Dongshan would catch fire and the Taiping Gate would be opened, and then the ambushing northern army would rush in and go straight to the palace to rescue the Young Emperor and Empress Dowager, but King Huai read the conspiracy between the lines.

Since King Jin is alive, how could Zhao Zhiping's northern border army rescue the palace? I am afraid that with the fire, Yan Shijun enters the palace, and it is more likely to take advantage of the situation to kill the young emperor, so he has to rescue the empress dowager and the young emperor first.

Sixth brother, fifth brother guesses that you don't want to kill people, otherwise why would you fall from the top of that mountain!

Ning Wangfu

The "Prince" guarding the city's school lieutenant knelt down, "Dongshan Camp is on fire"

Dongshan Daying... The corner of Yan Shijun's eyes twitched, and the butler next to him caught a glimpse, and his heart sank. With King Ning's expression, someone must die.

"Tighten the gates of Taiping and Dongyang, and no one is allowed to leave the city." Yan Shijun tapped his fingers on the table.

He sneered and was about to give some more orders when footsteps suddenly sounded outside the courtyard, and another captain appeared in a moment.

"Why are you here?" Yan Shijun stood up abruptly.

"My lord... He... He Yuan rushed into the palace"

Ah... Yan Shijun overturned the chair, walked out with a gloomy expression on his face, "Reorganize the army, enter the palace with this king"

Nangong Yuliang, good trick!You want to take advantage of the chaos and leave, dreaming!dream!I said that if you regret it all your life, you will be there forever, forever!