startled autumn

After sending Shen Zhiqiu away, Han Bi stood alone in the back garden, and erected a reserved and elegant Tangli tree. Under the moonlight, one could vaguely see the spring grass and flowers under his feet. Although the Changqiu Palace had been vacant for many years, it was not lost at all. Old style.

Empress Han was extremely honorable during her lifetime, and even more so after her death. Not to mention that the Changqiu Palace is still a forbidden place in the palace. The money and painstaking efforts spent on repairing and maintaining it every year alone are worth even the current Empress Zhao. It is inevitable that I feel ashamed.

The palace man stood aside neither far nor near, and persuaded in a low voice: "Master Han, you should rest earlier."

Han Bi was a little dazed, remembering that when he was a child, he ran around without sleeping in the middle of the night, and there were also court ladies who anxiously advised him, "Young master, it's late at night, let's play tomorrow morning", but since the night when the remnants of the Song family broke into the palace, All the people in Changqiu Palace died under the knife of the gangsters, and now those guarding Changqiu Palace are all confidantes chosen by His Majesty himself. Although they are all alert and intelligent, Han Bi feels particularly strange.

Probably because Shen Zhiqiu is not around, it will make people feel more sentimental.

"If I don't sleep now, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to sleep in two days." The palace man pointed out.

"rational."

Han Bi smiled and nodded, leisurely wandering back into the room.

The next day, at dawn, Han Yuan put on a straight face, and went into the palace to ask for an order. Recently, there are many trifles in Beijing, which implies that the situation is changing, everyone is in danger, and the atmosphere is upbeat day by day. Heavier than the day, only Han Yuan is a tough guy with a straight mind, regardless of the atmosphere, he complained to the emperor for a while.

"This Mo Yi has no laws! Especially that Xiao Shaoling, who is so bold that he dared to lead people into the capital guards yesterday, but today he wants to break into the prison. If he is not severely punished, he might even break into the forbidden palace tomorrow." Let's go!"

The emperor didn't like the fearlessness of people in the world, but now he heard what Han Yuan said, and asked in a low voice, "How are you doing?"

Han Yuan: "I would like to lead the troops to arrest Mo Yi and bring them to justice!"

Ignoring Han Yuan for the time being, the emperor turned his scrutiny to the crown prince standing in front, and asked, "I heard that the crown prince has a very close relationship with Mo Yi, Xuaner, what is your opinion on dealing with Mo Yi?"

The prince replied loudly: "Father, those unfounded gossips are not credible at all, not to mention that Mo Yi has absolutely no connection with his ministers, besides, now Mo Yi first came out with a Shen Zhiqiu who slaughtered important officials in the court. , and then came a lawless Xiao Shaoling, according to Erchen, the important place in the suburbs of Beijing really cannot be tolerated anymore."

The emperor asked again: "What does the prime minister think?"

"Your Majesty, just punish according to law." Han Xun replied with his head bowed.

Although Mo Yi is a powerful faction, part of what it consumes is the emperor's private treasury money. Because of this, Mo Yi was able to establish a sect in the capital, and the limelight has not diminished for decades. tacit understanding.Now that Mo Yi is out of control, he is becoming more and more restless. His Majesty can't tell from the outside, and he is definitely unhappy in his heart. Therefore, no one dares to say a good word for Mo Yi, for fear of offending the emperor with iron blood.

The emperor looked at Han Yuan.

Han Yuan murmured: "Mo Yi is the most powerful sect of swordsmen in Jianghu, everyone is proficient in swordsmanship, it is easy to block ten with one..." The implication is that if so, the matter will be completely handled by the Jingchengwei , They are short of manpower, and it is difficult to accomplish things. "My minister, please transfer 5000 people from the Nanmen Mansion Guards to seize Jianzong Mo Yi along with the Jingcheng Guards."

Contrary to the independent Habayashi Forbidden Army, Nanmen Fuwei was stationed in the south of Miyagi, directly under the Ministry of War, and was responsible for safeguarding the safety of the capital. Now Han Yuan's request for the secondment of [-] soldiers was quite a lot, but it was not too much.

The emperor waved his sleeves slightly: "Yes."

Han Yuan took the order.

The emperor squinted his eyes slightly, and he could vaguely see a ray of light flashing across them, which mixed with the tired fine lines on his face complexly, forming a cold and hard expression, "If you resist, you will be shot."

Han Yuan used to be the General of Liaobei, he had countless dead souls under his sword, and his temperament was vigorous and decisive. Now that he heard the order to kill him, he still didn't change his countenance, and answered the order loudly again.

In the south of the capital city, amidst the wind and rain, the capital guards came out in full force, the commander Han Yuan led thousands of Nanmen mansion guards at the same time, like dark ghosts all over the sky, with unstoppable power, they swept towards Mo Yi .

In Mo Yifeng, there was originally a wave of treacherous clouds and a thick haze, and finally there was a gust of wind and rain, overwhelming the sky and falling down.

Yue Yin was alone, standing in front of the mountain gate, facing the long stone ladder, and with a thunderclap, he drew his sword out, and the sound of the sword slashed across the rain, as if it could cut the rain, but it was silent.

Han Yuan: "Just you?"

Yue Yin didn't change his face and said: "Since Yue is responsible for Mo Yi's patrol, if there are thousands of people, I will go alone."

Han Yuan said lightly: "Where is Xiao Shaoling?"

Yue Yin raised his eyebrows, and sighed with a smile: "Don't Commander Han know that there are countless people who want to fight with my elder brother, and they always have to line up."

Han Yuan looked up at him, the knife in his hand flashed: "If I kill you, there will be one less person in front of me?"

"That's the truth." Yue Yin smiled slightly, "It's a pity that we, Mo Yi, have always been unreasonable."

The door of Mo Yi Mountain was wide open.

Hundreds of swordsmen wearing Mo Yi Xingyi came out holding their swords, like an indestructible barrier made of countless sword shadows, they all walked behind Yue Yin, walking steadily like a rock, without panic or fear meaning.

Han Yuan shook his head and said, "We agreed to fight alone, didn't we?"

Yue Yin snorted coldly: "You brought no less than 5000 people here to provoke me, Mo Yi, but you told me to fight alone, Commander Han, do you think I am Xiao Shaoling?"

"I was ordered by the Holy Majesty to come here to seal up Mo Yi. The name is justified, why is it called unrighteous..." Han Yuan half explained, then suddenly fell silent.

At the right time, Xiao Shaoling's voice echoed heavily: "Who is speaking ill of me?"

Before people arrive, the sound goes first.

Hearing a sound of swords shaking the sky, accompanied by the sharp sound of piercing the sky, Mo Yi's disciples felt that they were divided into two ends like a tide. Xiao Shaoling was originally holding a paper umbrella, but now he threw the umbrella upwards , circling upwards along the wind, while holding the Xin Zhai sword, he jumped down from the crowd.

Yue Yin said in a cool tone: "Brother, someone wants to fight alone with you."

Xiao Shaoling: "What fun is there in fighting alone? Why don't we go together!"

As soon as the words fell, Mo Yi's disciples on both sides shouted in unison: "Come to fight! Come to fight!"

The wind direction suddenly changed, and the paper umbrella that was wandering in mid-air twirled and fell to the ground, splashing a burst of water, and looking carefully, it actually reflected a very dangerous sword, light and sword.

The sound of killing outside Beijing was loud, but the Prince's Mansion in the east of the city was still astonishingly silent. There were four guards before and after the Prince's Mansion, all of whom were personal soldiers of the Prince, protecting the safety of the Prince's Mansion. Now the four guards and commanders all knelt on one knee Prince Lu Peixuan stood in front of him with a solemn expression.

A voice came slowly from behind Jinping, neither light nor heavy, but strategizing, which was particularly reassuring: "The Jingcheng guards united with the Nanfu guards to surround and kill Mo Yi. The guards are well-trained, but Mo Yi is not a weak person. This battle will inevitably hurt both sides, and tonight the capital is in chaos, the palace is full of chaos, and the Habayashi Imperial Army can't take care of themselves, Your Highness, that is the opportunity you have been waiting for for a long time."

Lu Peixuan didn't speak.

The Jinping man went on to say: "The deputy commander of the old guard is the old department of our army. He will guard the Zhuque gate tonight. Your Highness, this is a rare opportunity."

Lu Peixuan stood up.

"Win the king and lose the bandits, in this battle, thank you all."

The audience replied in unison: "May Your Highness get what you want!"

"Retreat to the west!"

Master Sword Master issued an order, and Mo Yi's disciples retreated while fighting. Unfortunately, there were so many guards, and the encirclement became narrower and narrower, and they continued to rush towards Mo Yi. Fortunately, Xiao Shaoling was the first to bear the brunt of the attack. The sword light was like a ring, as if it had the effect of sweeping away thousands of troops. Han Yuan knew that he was not his opponent, so he didn't dare to order others to be too aggressive. He just came and went, and the momentum was still pressing every step of the way.

Yue Yin led his juniors to retreat gradually to the confinement room. It was on the west side of Mo Yi Peak. Although the terrain was easy to defend and difficult to attack, but it was backed by a cliff.

Under the confinement tower, the deaf old man who has been guarding here for many years is lazily lying on the armchair and dozing, as if the clanging of swords and swords at the end of the path were hallucinations in a dream, until the wind became more and more urgent, blowing the "Xiao Shaoling" on the wall. Be careful with the dog" wobbled for a long time, and finally slapped the deaf old man on the face.

He woke up yawning.

"Xiao Shaoling, you son of a bitch, you're making a lot of noise." He cursed angrily, thinking about how many people would be locked up this time, and finally he scratched the messy white hair at the back of his head, and snorted coldly: "One I can't even run away!"

At night, the torrential rain gradually stopped, and the oppressive air after the rain was like a giant curtain that fell heavily, covering all parts of the capital in a heavy silence.

All of a sudden, the refugees who separated their troops gathered outside the city without knowing when, they lit torches densely, and gathered to revolt. The sound of explosions in the sky followed by fires, illuminating the sky of the capital city with a red halo faintly visible, thick smoke billowing up, and the remaining guards in the capital were all overwhelmed and rushed to various places.

In the Forbidden Palace, dozens of men in black landed on the eaves of the palace silently.

The next moment, someone shouted, "There is an assassin!"

The Habayashi Imperial Army guarding the Forbidden Palace heard the news and moved. Unexpectedly, the assassins were all smeared with oil on the soles of their feet and fled in all directions. For a while, the palace was like chickens flying like dogs and dogs, and all the halls were lit.

Outside the Suzaku Gate, Prince Lu Peixuan led the army, holding an imperial decree, and declared: "The Zhao family of the Zhonggong and the Prime Minister Han Xun forced the palace, and the Yulin army has rebelled. The situation is critical, and there is no need to delay the matter of rescue. You must obey orders!"

The soldiers hesitated a little, and only heard Lu Peixuan yell: "If you don't obey the order, you will be punished as rebels!"

The gate of the palace is now wide open.

In the Tai Chi Hall.

The emperor was not in the Dongxuan Hall tonight, but sat in the upper seat of the Taiji Hall for a long time, with a gloomy complexion.

There was no communication, someone came in slowly.

"Your Majesty, forgive me for being late to save you." The man in military uniform bowed his head and bowed.

The emperor slightly raised his eyelids, and smiled coldly in a dignified and unspeakable manner, as if mocking him, but also mocking himself: "Although the rescue came late, this contribution from the dragon came just in time."

"Your Majesty is joking."

The emperor finally couldn't hold back the anger in his chest, and shouted coldly: "Where's Lu Peixuan? Tell him to roll over and see me!"

As soon as the words were finished, Lu Peixuan pushed open the door and entered, followed by several soldiers, all of whom looked like their blades were bloodied.

He glanced coldly at the emperor sitting on the seat, as if it was not his father, but a dying man; after a while, he smiled slightly at the man in uniform: "Teacher, the event has been accomplished."

The soldiers behind him bowed down one after another, calling them "General Yan".

Yan Huai's deep smile gradually deepened: "Your Highness, there is still one step left."

Lu Peixuan took a deep breath, looked up at his father, the master of the empire, even at the moment of life and death, his aloof gaze was still the same as before, as if he was just a failed semi-finished product in the eyes of the emperor.

"Father, this is the end of the matter, please issue an edict."

The sword in Lu Peixuan's hand pointed directly at the throne, "But the last step, don't force me to do it."

As soon as the words fell, before the emperor could react, a figure slowly descended from the hanging beam, with an elegant posture, but the speed was extremely fast, but it stood firmly on the ground in a moment, with only a long sword in his hand, but the momentum of thunder could be faintly seen .

Shen Zhiqiu: "If you take another step, I can guarantee that it will be the last step in your life."