Spirit of the Phoenix: 127. Entering the city

Under the setting sun, Zhaoyang Hall was full of silence, so empty that even a needle could be heard falling.

Pei Ansu didn't change his face, and stood quietly in front of the emperor, listening to his choked voice gradually weakening, and finally turned into a small snoring sound.

She answered the emperor's question without even showing a hint of surprise.

At the time of a stick of incense, Pei Ansu looked down at the ground, the sunlight passed through the empty hall, and the ups and downs of the room were like stars. She waited quietly until the emperor's breathing gradually became regular before getting up and leaving.

The prince raised troops to serve the king this time, which was also a general trend that he himself had never expected.

Most of the defenders in Jin are former generals of the Great Sima Chen Keling, or they have private affairs with the Qin family, a wealthy gentry in Jinzhong.

The emperor's hypocrisy is uncertain, and Long Wei wiped out the Chen family and the Qin family when he was angry.

The generals of the Jin Dynasty were unavoidably cold-hearted, and they felt that the emperor's move was like killing a chicken and taking its eggs, and everyone was worried. At this time, when the prince's army of one hundred thousand troops approached the city, I only had a few thousand soldiers from the government, and there was no natural barrier to resist by virtue of the terrain. How could I be willing to fight with the prince?

The state capitals either sent troops symbolically, and opened the city gates halfway to let the Yan army enter the city;

For more than a month or so, the Yan army has arrived in Puzhou, which is only a river away from the capital Chang'an.

At this time, all the ministers in the court had seen the situation clearly and knew the emperor's character, so they had already made preparations in secret. The prince was stationed outside the city to rest and recuperate, but he had been receiving news of friendly offers from old people in Beijing for several days.

"...Yuan Si, the gatekeeper of the left prison, has a very close personal relationship with the minister. In the past, it was convenient for him to deliver things in the East Palace." General Li showed embarrassment, and said softly, "The servants of the family came here last night, please ask me Show your heart to His Highness, and remember the past love..."

General Li's voice became lower and lower.

The crown prince raised his eyes and patted his arm: "Shaolin doesn't have to be like this. I appreciate your lectures. What's more, at this critical time, even Yang Jin, who used to work with me in the Ministry of Rites, sent a message. How can I blame you for being honest?"

The crown prince stood up, his eyes fell on General Li's shoulder, and he asked gently: "How is the injury on the shoulder? After entering the capital, I must ask the imperial doctor Li in the Xuan Palace to take a look at you. Don't let it go." The root of the disease."

With a few words, there was no promise to General Li, but every word was caring, like a warm spring breeze.

General Li lowered his head gratefully, but the crown prince lamented in his heart why the Great Yan Dynasty fell to this point. The man sitting in the palace was clearly still the king, but the courtiers around him scattered like birds and beasts. The war was imminent, and the courtiers of the four ministries did not advise the emperor, but tried every means to sell to him.

"Tomorrow, the soldiers will divide into two groups, and enter the capital from Guanghuamen and Anhuamen..." The prince said lightly, unable to tell whether it was joy or sarcasm, "From this point of view, I am afraid that the soldiers will be able to attack the gate of the palace without bloodshed." Outside."

Quick, too fast.

He who is as powerful as a broken bamboo, and his father who is about to collapse the building.

After many years, he suddenly remembered that when she met Tai'an for the first time, she clenched her small fist and scolded angrily: "I have raised ministers for more than a hundred years, but when the whole country was overthrown, no one protected the emperor from death. His Royal Highness Jin Luan in the pouring rain, Wu Ya knelt down and bowed all over the ground..."

The crown prince raised his head, isn't the Miyagi tomorrow just like what Tai'an said about the night of the palace change more than 30 years ago?

"No one protects the emperor" and "Wu Ya crushed all the surrendered officials who kneeled all over the ground".

Excitement and anxiety struck at the same time, fighting each other in his chest.

The prince calmed down, took a long breath, and asked again: "Among the people who came to deliver the news, is there the Pei family?"

No.

All the old families in Beijing expressed their sincerity to the prince more or less, either directly or by entrusting someone.

The only thing missing is the imperial concubine Pei Ansu's mother's family, the leader of Qingliu's party, Zhong Shuling Pei Junzhi.

The prince's face was pale, but the fingertips holding the pen turned white involuntarily, and General Qian, who stood cautiously by the side, looked straight at him.

"Before I left the capital, the Pei family was already in power." General Qian looked at the prince's face and said, "The princess concubine openly attacked Emperor Liang, and even when His Highness came to the city, she still did not repent. It's a bit inappropriate. Your Highness should be careful, and you must not take the Crown Princess lightly."

The prince nodded slightly. This is because General Qian is afraid that his hero will be sad and beautiful, and he will suffer from Pei Ansu's loss.

The Pei family is full of ghosts and ambitions.

But he is not Zhongzong, let alone let the Pei family become the second Li family.

"Tomorrow, if you enter the city, if you meet a son of the Pei family who is an official...you don't need to be killed." The prince said.

At the same time, the emperor in the Golden Luan Hall was suppressing the anger in his heart, his molars popped out and he didn't dare to part his lips, for fear that his next sentence would kill the whole family of Pei's family.

"The sage asked me 10,000 times, and the minister also answered the same." Pei Junzhi was still talking non-stop, as if he didn't notice the emperor's ashen face, "The Zheng family is in the old house in Beijing. Keeping those people is just a side branch, even if you kill them all, it will be useless."

His words were sarcasm, with a half-smile: "Lord Qian is rebellious. You killed his whole family, but have you ever seen him change his mind? If you really want to threaten people with the family members of the Beijing officials, why not Dressed up and going into battle, is it more inspiring for the imperial conquest?"

When the sky changed, Pei Junzhi didn't even care about the last play, and the mockery in his tone pierced the emperor's heart like a sharp knife.

The emperor was choked with chest pains, but he couldn't make up his mind to "conquer the imperial conquest", he just clenched his fists tightly: "Okay! Pei Junzhi, you're right! I'll wait and see, I'm dead, How long can you live!"

The day the prince attacked the city was very high-profile.

The sun was shining brightly, but he ordered that at noon when the sun was at its brightest, firecrackers were laid outside Guanghua Gate and detonated at the same time. The sound was so loud that even the emperor in the palace city could hear it.

The people in the city ran away early when they heard the sound, and a hundred thousand Yan troops lined up outside the city and roared in unison. Mr. Qian was originally the commander of the five cities' soldiers and horses. The generals know the truth.

The emperor in the palace city was sitting on pins and needles, tightly grasping the hand of the supervisor beside him: "Should I run or go?"

There are different opinions in the ears, some people persuade him to go south to cross the river to order the establishment of the imperial court, and some people persuade him to stay in the palace city to suppress the emperor with filial piety. But the emperor turned his head and asked again: "Who would like to go south and cross the river with me?"

But no one ever answered.

Just after the end of time, the prince entered the city.

Sure enough, there was no bloodshed, and almost no soldiers were injured.

A **** battle of King Qin was turned into a victory celebration by the prince.

Starting from the loud bang of incense sticks and firecrackers outside the city gate, the army sat on tall horses and wandered through the streets, from the West Market along Zhuque Road to the east, with red silk hanging on everyone's body outside the armor, a picture of victory The appearance of the general.

There were also people locked in their homes who heard the commotion outside, and spontaneously came out to see the prince's heroic appearance, and threw fragrant flowers and fragrant cakes at the victorious soldiers from afar.

The prince swept away the gloom of the past few days, rode a tall horse, and headed towards the Suzaku Gate with his head held high.

The last time he paraded triumphantly, Tai'an was sitting in the car behind him.

But this time, the familiar scene reappeared as if it was yesterday, and the prince subconsciously turned his head, only to see a girl half a horse behind him, dressed in plain clothes, with hundreds of flowers on her shoulders, with sword-shaped eyebrows in her temples, and a heroic figure.

It's Qin Xiangying.