Huafa Luoyang

"Every sentence I will say next will offend all of you here. Xiao Jin will accompany you here." Zhuang Jiuyao ignored the man, as if he hadn't heard it, his laziness disappeared, but he didn't appear sharp. However, the calmness of the whole person seemed very powerful.

He stared straight at Xiao Yuan, and said in a loud voice: "In order to avoid any internal response in the city, my minister suggested that the troops should be kept outside the Daming Palace. Between the doors, it's all over."

Xiao Yuan frowned, and nodded slowly. Seeing his expression, everyone gradually lowered their voices.

Zhuang Jiuyao then continued: "Your servant has the courage to take the talisman of King Qi's private soldiers and ask his subordinates Wei Qingcheng and Zhao Zixian to lead the soldiers to the Qinglong Gate. Just now, I had a face-to-face with General Shi Feng. He should have gone directly to the Xuanwu Gate. As for the other side of the White Tiger Gate, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has also rushed from outside the gate, so he can kill them by surprise. Now only waiting for the order of the father, the three parties will immediately withdraw their troops and close the line to Daming outside the palace."

One stone stirred up a thousand layers of waves, this one was even more shocking than before.

Zhao Xiangguo, who didn't know that his son had already entered the battlefield, trembled when he heard the words, and almost fainted, but was supported by the people next to him.

"Who?" Xiao Yuan shouted in disbelief.

Zhuang Jiuyao was not afraid at all: "His Royal Highness attempted to commit suicide, but he has been under the care of his ministers. Now that the arrow is on the line, this minister begs the emperor to give him a chance to make up for his mistakes!"

Xiao Yuan frowned again when he heard the words, his face was uncertain, Zhuang Jiuyao kowtowed: "Father, don't worry, His Royal Highness has no different intentions in this refusal, and I guarantee it with my life!"

After this sentence, the hall was silent for a moment, and someone said coolly: "His Royal Highness the King of Shu speaks loudly. If the crown prince betrays him, everyone will die together. You guarantee your life, how can you guarantee it?"

Putting Gu poison on the crown prince and threatening the life of the crown prince's concubine, this kind of quackery naturally cannot be said.Zhuang Jiuyao then said coldly: "What do you mean by this, Lord Yushi? The crown prince can't do it, can you?"

Another person said: "His Royal Highness the King of Shu has always ignored political affairs. I never imagined that he is such a strategic person. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it!"

The tone is subtle and tight.

Another person interjected: "His Royal Highness the King of Shu is so courageous. He dared to secretly hide sinners who intended to murder the Holy Majesty, and now he even uses the private soldiers of the King of Qi without authorization. If the King of Yan does not rebel, based on these, His Royal Highness the King of Shu also wants to rebel against you." You can reverse it!"

All kinds of voices sounded one after another, but Zhuang Jiuyao turned a deaf ear to them, and only turned to look at Xiao Yuan: "My son knows that he has acted recklessly, if the father wants to blame, please do so after the danger is resolved!"

Xiao Yuan's mighty aura cultivated on the battlefield when he was young is now revealed again, which actually overwhelms the dull old age of these days, and he is quite high-spirited.

He glanced at the crowd coolly, looked at Zhuang Jiuyao in a calm voice, and said, "Go ahead."

Zhuang Jiuyao turned to Zhao Xiangguo and comforted him: "Zhao Xiangguo doesn't have to worry, the young master is very familiar with King Qi's private soldiers, and what he did was to evacuate the people in the city, there will be no great danger."

After Zhao Xiangguo heard this, he glanced at Xiao Yuan.

Xiao Yuan obviously didn't have time to pay attention to him, thinking about Zhuang Jiuyao's words: "That's right, Qinglongmen leads to the palace, it's neither the farthest nor the closest to Daming Palace, so it's not worth attacking."

Zhuang Jiuyao smiled: "The hearts of rebellious officials and thieves are unpredictable. Even if they want to attack, Wei Qingcheng is here, so there shouldn't be a big problem. General Shi Feng is extremely brave and well-equipped, so don't worry. Now only the Suzaku Gate is left. That's the most difficult place. My son asked Ying, begging my father to temporarily give me the command of the Imperial Army, and let me guard the Vermilion Bird Gate."

"What does His Highness the King of Shu mean?" The censor asked again, "Why is the Suzaku Gate the most difficult to defend? According to the news we got, the Qixia Gate outside the Suzaku Gate is the only place where there is no enemy army."

Zhuang Jiuyao smiled, and looked at Xiao Yuan.

Both his father and son knew well that the Vermillion Bird Clan had no soldiers, and it was because it was the closest to the Tian Clan.King Yan dared to leave this end of the Vermilion Bird Gate blank, of course he believed that someone could plug this gap for him.

Attacking from all sides, he put all his eggs in one basket and would never let go of any one.

However, the power of the Forbidden Army has always been held by Xiao Yuan himself, if it was handed over to Zhuang Jiuyao, it would be to hand over the last lifeline to him.

The censor was about to speak just now, but the old prime minister abducted him, winked at Xiao Yuan, and shouted: "Don't ask!"

The main hall is wide, and the high candles cannot illuminate all corners clearly, and there are many shadows of lights.

There was silence, everyone was waiting for Xiao Yuan to speak, only to see that the gray-haired old emperor squinted his eyes, looked at Zhuang Jiuyao, and finally said slowly: "Suzakumen, I will guard with you."

Some people began to advise that it is important for Taoist saints to get on the dragon body, so it is better to stay in this Tai Chi hall.

Zhuang Jiuyao took a deep breath, not quite sure whether Xiao Yuan's words were aroused by anger or because he didn't trust himself.

However, whether he trusts or not is actually irrelevant.

Zhuang Jiuyao didn't care.

"Shut up!" Xiao Yuan shouted loudly, suppressing everyone's objections, and waited for the hall to quiet down before shouting, "Come on!"

He lifted his dragon robe, walked down the steps, and ordered as he walked: "Go to the other three gates, and go down as the king of Shu ordered. All the troops in the city will retreat to the four gates of Daming Palace. If you meet people during the retreat, Then send people to the Qinglong Gate. If you can't send them in time, follow them and enter the Daming Palace!"

"Yes!" Someone answered immediately.

"My lords, in order to avoid being suspected of internal response, you should stay here first." He walked to the entrance of the hall and raised his hand.

Wang Quan understood and sent a long sword to him.

He stroked the sword for a moment, seeming to be nostalgic, seeming to be ruthless, but his eyes were bright, and he paused every word: "I will personally guard the gate for you."

"My lord!" Just as he was about to step out of the palace gate, the old Taiwei shouted from behind.

Xiao Yuan turned around and looked at him, the old Taiwei tremblingly said: "If you retreat to Daming Palace, why can't you wait for reinforcements?"

Xiao Yuan turned his head to look at Zhuang Jiuyao, Zhuang Jiuyao looked at the old Taiwei, and said in a gentle voice: "Master Taiwei, the purpose of retreating to Daming Palace is to avoid more casualties. Apart from winning this battle, this king I never thought of other possibilities."

He lowered his eyes and raised his voice: "Jiang Houye took his private soldiers to Qilian Mountains. He had already gone to the East China Sea with King Wei. I will go back to Beijing one step before King Wei."

After finishing this sentence, Zhuang Jiuyao's eyes slowly swept over the dozen or so people present, not to say that they were indifferent, but they made people shiver involuntarily.

After sweeping, he smiled: "If this is the case and we can't wait for reinforcements, then before Xiao Jue's knife rest is put on the neck of the saint, he must first step over my body, Xiao Jin."

The tone of these words is not high, but it is loud.

The Taiwei behind him knelt down with a plop: "The humble minister is willing to be another barrier in front of His Highness!"

Zhuang Jiuyao stretched out his hand to help him up, said softly: "Thank you, Lord Taiwei." Then he followed Xiao Yuan out of the hall.

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Xun Luo entered the corner gate, walked around several houses with ease, and finally saw the courtyard where he used to live.

There was no one around.

Tianmen is often like this, if there is nothing special, it will always be as dead as a wilderness.

He didn't know why he came to this yard, but he just came in according to his intention, as if something was pulling him secretly.However, standing in the center of the courtyard at this time, he didn't know what to do.

Taking a breath quietly, I could feel the rapid flow of blood in my body, which was so clear that it almost made me want to go crazy.

He let out a long breath, squatted down, supported his body with the long sword, and knelt on the ground with one leg.

I don't know how long it took, but the corner of the clothes suddenly moved.He turned his head slightly, and saw a vine, about the thickness of a little finger, holding onto the corner of his clothes as if consciously.

With a frown, he drew out the dagger with his backhand, and at the same time as the sword light swung over, the person had already left the place.

The top of the vine was chopped off immediately, but it was still swinging unrelentingly.

Xun Luo has always hated this thing, and was about to continue to do it, when his mind moved, he took a closer look, and saw clearly where the vine came from, it was actually protruding from the mouth of the dry well in the southeast corner of the yard.

He froze for a moment, and realized that the vine was not about to attack, but was standing in the distance, as if looking at him.

Xun Luo took two steps forward, and the vine shrank back after following.

Cheek moved, Xun Luo gritted his teeth, and strode towards the mouth of the well.The vines really shrank back at once, never showing their heads again.

Walking to the edge of the well, Xun Luo looked down for a while, finally gathered his mind and jumped down.

This well has been here since he could remember, and it has always been a dry well, and he did not expect that there would be vines growing in it.

He ignited the torch, put away the short sword, took out a short torch from the bag, lit it and held it up high, Xun Luo gasped.

The dry well below is actually connected to a wide passageway, but it is hidden in the dark and cannot be seen from above.

And beyond the visible range of the wellhead, the walls of the well were covered with vines, almost covering the entire passage.

Those slender slivers stood up one after another, moving in mid-air with no wind, as if they were watching the intruder.

Xun Luo's teeth were a little sore, he raised the torch and sent it forward suddenly, the vines that felt the heat retreated one after another, and gave way to an entrance through the passage.

He took a deep breath and stepped out.

Those things that grow in the dark are indeed afraid of fire, Xun Luo's torch was let out of reach, but after he walked by, he was immediately entangled in the branches.

He struggled to suppress the impatience in his heart and the upside-down hairs on his body.

The passage is extremely long, and I don't know where it leads. After walking for a long time, the vines in front gradually become less dense.After some effort, the passage in front suddenly broke, as if it had reached the bottom, and there was a huge space further inside.

The heart suddenly jumped wildly, but the Gu worm somehow became silent.

Xun Luo unconsciously raised his hand, covered his eyes for a while, then put it down quickly, and pursed his lips tightly.Then he held up the torch and entered the cave.

It really is a huge cave inside.

In this cave, for some reason, the air is so thick that even the light of the fire can't penetrate the darkness. After ten steps, I can't see clearly anymore, it's still a mess.

Weirdly tight.

Naturally, Xun Luo was not afraid of the dark, but there were strange things everywhere under the dry well, and there were vines everywhere, so he had to be more vigilant, so he approached the cave wall lightly.

After walking along for a while, I didn't see a lampstand on the cave wall, nor did I see any vines clinging to it.

Could it be that there are no vines growing in this hole?

He took a breath, walked a few steps towards the center, and found a large candlestick not far away, so he went to have a look.

The lampstand was as far as his waist, and the tall candle hanging in the center was very thick. After looking at it for a long time, it should be non-toxic, so he lit it up.

The fire was very dim, he sighed, turned his head and still couldn't see the center of the hole clearly.

He turned to the candlestick again, but in the blink of an eye, the high candle suddenly brightened without making a sound, and suddenly, like Pangu's sharp ax piercing the sky and earth, it illuminated the entire cave.

A burst of low laughter sounded behind him, Xun Luo held his breath suddenly, unable to move for a while.

The voice was all too familiar.

So familiar that I hear it in my dreams every day.

After an unknown amount of time, another laugh sounded from behind.

The sound sounded like thunder in his ears, and Xun Luo suddenly realized that he hadn't breathed all this time, so he took a deep breath, and the strange fragrance rushed straight to his forehead, and he suddenly felt a little dizzy.

He turned his head slowly, the calmness on his face seemed unchanged for a long time, but his body trembled uncontrollably.

Step by step, he stepped back until his entire back hit the stone wall.

His chest stopped suddenly, he turned his head hastily, and supported the stone wall with one hand.

The torch in his hand fell down and hit the stone wall before it landed, making two groaning sounds, and then fell to the ground again, silently.

Xun Luo's head became heavy, and he suddenly vomited.