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There was a rush of horseshoes, followed by a knock on the door.

Zhao Zhen's voice came from afar: "My lord! The Ninth Prince is here!"

Cheng Feng spun the account opening hub and let Shen Jue in.

Shen Jue rode his horse straight to the sleeping hall, but was stopped by Shen Menghan standing in front of the hall.

With tears in Shen Ying's eyes, she whispered, "Ninth Brother."

Shen Jue gave Shen Menghan a cold look, got off his horse, and was about to rush into the hall.

Shen Meng said coldly: "Stop him."

Shen Jue was taken aback for a moment, and cursed loudly: "You bastard, why don't you allow me to see my father!"

Shen Ying was about to cry, she opened her mouth, and muttered for a while, but she couldn't say anything.

After all, she was still a little girl, and she changed suddenly, not as calm as her elder sister.

The noise spread to the Wangdian, Shen Bi rushed down from the Wangdian holding her skirt, and slapped Shen Jue hard.

Shen Jue was stunned, and said blankly, "Sister..."

Shen Bi said coldly: "Listen to your seventh brother."

Although she was in the deep palace and didn't care about worldly affairs, before Shen Zhuo died, he hurriedly summoned several commanders and guards into the palace, and called her and Shen Ying to the front of the palace. She already guessed that something happened outside and needed to dispatch troops to defend against major incidents.

As she said, at this moment, she can only choose to trust her brother.

Shen Menghan looked down at him and said, "How many people did you bring?"

Shen Jue rolled his eyes at him and kept silent.

Shen Bi said sharply: "Speak!"

Shen Jue said unwillingly, "1000 people."

Shen Menghan murmured: "It's enough."

He moved his hand out of the wide sleeve, and under the three-foot long sleeve, he was holding the Chuan Guo Yuxi in his hand.

Shen Jue and Shen Bi were shocked and their eyes widened.

Standing on the steps, he casually threw the imperial edict and jade seal to Shen Jue.

Shen Jue picked it up hastily, breaking out in a cold sweat.He glared at Shen Menghan angrily.

Shen Menghan looked at him coldly, and said solemnly: "Go to Yuanzhou to meet your second brother."

"Go back to transfer the soldiers and horses of Jiangnan West Road." He pointed to the jade seal in his hand and said coldly: "If you haven't come back before Chang'an Palace is breached, don't be named Shen."

Shen Menghan said loudly: "Cheng Feng, order 500 people to go to Yuanzhou with the Ninth Prince."

Cheng Feng put his hand on the hilt of the sword, tightened it and then loosened it, he gritted his teeth and said: "My lord, I will stay and tell General Zhao to go."

Shen Menghan looked at him steadily.

From the merit of the dragon, he doesn't want it.

He would rather follow Shen Menghan to guard the city that will be broken.

Shen Menghan looked away at Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen nodded on one knee and said, "Please trust me again, my lord."

Shen Menghan was silent for a moment, then nodded and said: "Go."

Zhao Zhen often travels between the capital and Yuanzhou, and the route is familiar, perhaps even better than Cheng Feng.

Shen Jue realized later: "Is it the third brother... I saw the ships on the Yangtze River."

He wasn't smart enough, but fortunately the prince Gongjun who accompanied him was vigilant and led him carefully around the fleets that were arrayed in the river for some reason.

Shen Menghan nodded and said: "It's your third brother, and it's not your third brother. If you come back with your life, you can bring this up again."

If Shen Yu had entered the Chang'an Palace for the funeral first, and took advantage of the trend to succeed to the throne, he would not let any of Shen Zhuo's sons survive.

Shen Jue worried: "You gave me all your people, what should you do?"

He listened to the training in the tent of General Zhenhuai, and often heard his uncle mentioning the matter of military preparations, he knew that there were only a thousand people in the black-clothed feather forest, and the number of those who really fell into Shen Menghan's hands was probably less than a thousand people.

Shen Bi said: "Master Yan has already gone to guard the city gate, but Mr Wen and Mr Xu refused to let go, I will leave them in the Wang Palace."

Cheng Feng said: "Fighting in haste, Lord Wen and Lord Xu refused to let go. I'm afraid it will be too late to adjust the camp outside Beicheng, Jido, Nanjing. Only with the guards of the imperial guards in the city and the Yulin army of the capital of the imperial city, Jinling The city won't last long."

He was speaking to Shen Menghan, but his eyes were fixed on Shen Jue.

Shen Jue was silent for a moment and said: "The prince of Gongjun will return to the capital with me, but he can take my talisman to my uncle to transfer troops, so it will be faster."

He got on his horse and took two quick steps.

The white horse hesitated, Shen Jue suddenly turned the horse's head, and said awkwardly to Shen Menghan: "Be careful too."

The sky was getting brighter, and the young man rode his horse against the sunlight and turned around. He was about the same age as Xie Chenyan, with a similar stature, riding a white horse, dazzled by the new rising sun, Shen Menghan felt a little dazed before his eyes.

After a long time, he replied softly: "Yes."

That tone was too gentle, Shen Jue was taken aback for a moment, feeling that the voice was not for him.

But the tone was too gentle, Shen Jue slowed down, and said clearly: "Brother Seven, wait for me to come back."

Xie Chenyan wears the stars and wears the moon to the north.

He dare not think, can not think.

During the six hundred miles from Lin'an City to Jinling City, he had traveled back and forth countless times in the past two years, and he had never felt like this one time. He felt that this road was so long.

The bright moon is cold and icy, and the wind weeps in the wild.

Frost and snow all the way.

It can't match the coldness in Xie Chenyan's heart.

He should have known, he should have known.

He should have sealed his mouth, bound his hands, and covered his eyes.

Don't let him speak, don't listen to his orders, don't obey his discipline, and don't make him resist.

Let him have only himself in his eyes, and let him only think of himself in his heart.

Where there is such a lover, where is there such a cruel person.

Xie Chenyan burst into tears.

But if he was that kind of person, would he still love him?

If he wasn't such a person, how could he care about Xie Chenyan's life and death.

Nowhere will bring him by his side, discipline him and take care of him tenderly.

Where will there be the days and nights they spend together day and night.

Where will there be Xie Chenyan who is rushing thousands of miles now.

Riding alone for thousands of miles in the wilderness, the wind, knife, frost and sword are threatening each other.

Xie Chenyan cried bitterly.

On the night of the tenth day of October in the 26th year of Zhengyun, Shen Yu led the navy to land along the Yangtze River in sixteen routes.

In an ugly moment, the Guanyin Gate of the outer city was broken.

By the time of Mao, all eighteen gates of the outer city had been broken.

At the moment of maozheng, the navy broke through the water gate.

At the third quarter of Maozheng, the army broke through Jianchunmen.

The momentum is like a broken bamboo, and the thunder is like a thunderbolt.

The sharp division that once frightened Bei Zhaowenfeng turned the arrow and plunged straight into the heart of the empire.

Unstoppable.

No one can steal its edge.

Shen Yu's mother, son and brother have endured for more than [-] years, and this trip is desperate.

The seeds of resentment took root in the deep palace, and the seeds of blood and tears germinated in the inner courtyard.

Injustice, resentment and discontent alternate with each other.

The noble concubine seeks skin from the tiger.The noble princes and clan members bowed to the eunuch.

It originated from the painstaking efforts and devotion of those 16 years.

Going thousands of miles to the plane, the dream of the homeland is far away.

Shen Zhen spent his whole life as a country, a family, and a brother.

In the end, he died and was buried in a barren hill.

Would the ending have been different if it hadn't been for the lotus pod that Shen Zhuo broke back then?

The most untrustworthy person in this life is the sibling, and the most terrifying person in this life is the person next to the pillow.

But now, the right time, the right place, and the harmony of people.

At the right time, the empire has been fighting for a long time, and the defense of Kyoto is empty.

With a favorable location, he could easily besiege Jinling City, which was surrounded by water on three sides, with a navy in hand.

Renhe, Shen Zhuo is dying of illness, and only Shen Menghan, who has no title of prince, is left by his side.

As long as he enters the palace city, kills Shen Menghan, and weeps bitterly in front of Shen Zhuoling, he is the best candidate for the throne.

A legitimate prince.

He will be upright and upright, standing above the Nine Layers of Alchemy.

If he can shine for the world as a wise king, then there is no need to talk about all the bad things in the past.

He has decades to revise this section of letter history, to rewrite a compendium.

Redress for the father, find love for the mother, and write history for the younger siblings.

He stepped on the bloody road paved for him by his blood relatives.

A must.

Xie Chenyan rode his horse and galloped towards Baixia Town, passing by the palace road to Jinling City, but met the common people rushing about for nothing, Xie Chenyan's heart sank gradually.

He casually galloped up to follow a seemingly calm brother, suppressing his palpitations and said, "But what happened in the city?"

The little brother said: "His Royal Highness King An has passed away. The traitor controls the palace city and keeps secret. He wants to invite the Qing emperor to join him. Now he has invaded Jinling City."

Xie Chenyan didn't have time to thank him, so he turned his horse and ran towards Jinling City.

At this time, it is impossible for Shen Menghan to be in the hidden pavilion.

Xie Chenyan felt a dull pain in his heart, he knew who the traitor was in the mouth of others.

That person had devoted his whole life, but he had been infamous for the rest of his life.

In the dark world, light is a sin.

The dust is everywhere, and the cleanliness has become a different kind.

No one believed him, protected him, and cherished him.

he comes.

The gates of Jinling City have been broken, passing through the once noisy and silent long street, there is a sense of chill in the city.

Thousands of households are closed, and thousands of doors are locked.

Jinling City, once bustling and bustling, now looks like a dead city.

Chickens and dogs do not bark, children are silent.

Dark clouds obscured the sun, the setting sun was dim, and the imperial city had been withered for a whole day.

The imperial army retreated from the outer city to the inner city, and then retreated from the inner city to the imperial city.

From the south to the north of the imperial city, the first level is the Suzaku Gate, the second level is the Chengtian Gate, and then the second hall is Zichen and Jinshen.

After breaking through the imperial city and passing through the central axis, there are only two thin gates of Yunhua and Hanguang left in front of the Wangdian in front of Chang'an Palace.

Xie Chenyan had already seen a wave of rebels covering the sky and sun in front of the imperial city.

The battleships lined up in front of the moat surrounded the entire imperial city tightly.

The sound of the battering ram was dull, bursting into the ears, every time, it seemed to hit Xie Chenyan's heart.

Before he could reach the city gate, the battering ram blasted through the Zhengnan Chengtian Gate.

The rebels rushed into the imperial city like a tsunami.

Xie Chenyan rushed into the chaotic army, fished in troubled waters and headed towards the palace city.

He was anxious, but he was powerless.

He doesn't care about the collapse of the empire, all he cares about is Shen Menghan who is under the collapse of the nest.

When the rebel army attacked His Royal Highness Zichen, there was a sudden pause.

The arrows poured down like mountains and seas, catching the imposing rebels by surprise.

Before the arrows were exhausted, there was an uproar among the rebels.

As soon as Xie Chenyan raised his head, he saw that the flames erupted suddenly along the sides of Longwei Road. When the flames came together, the rebels in the square in front of the Zichen Hall immediately went into chaos.

Going forward is a rain of arrows, and left and right are seas of fire.

The rebels had no choice but to retreat to Chengtianmen.

The city gate's shaft was heavy, and it was barely audible in the chaos.

Donglei made a sudden sound.

Xie Chenyan's spirit was also shocked: please enter the urn!

First the Vermilion Bird Gate, and then the Chengtian Gate to the north of the Vermilion Bird Gate suddenly closed.

Thunder in winter, Tianwei was furious.

The rebel army was cut into two by Chengtianmen, which was suddenly closed. They cried and trampled on them, and were defeated one by one by the Habayashi army who had been waiting here for a long time.

As he had expected, the chaotic army that was surrounded soon fell into disarray.

With the help of heaven, when the fire gradually spread along Longwei Road to Zichen Hall, rain fell from the sky, the rebels in the imperial city were almost wiped out, and the fires on both sides of Longwei Road gradually extinguished.

Xie Chenyan had no time to pay attention to him, and took advantage of the chaos to approach Zichen Palace.

When Yu Shengyuan was executed, he had entered the palace, and after a little careful thought, he made a decision.

Zichen Hall is located on the base of the platform, which is much higher than the square. If he can take advantage of the eaves of the hall, he can jump to the top of Jinshen Hall, and then cross the not-so-high palace wall between the palace city and the imperial city. , you can swing into Miyagi.

Unexpectedly, just as he quietly climbed up to Bibi Dan in front of the hall, an arrow roared from top to bottom.

Xie Chenyan raised his head suddenly, and was facing Miao Zhiguang who was on the top of the hall.

There was a burst of torrential rain, the stratus clouds tore apart a line, and the setting sun slanted into the Zichen Palace, exposing the young man's bright face to the sunlight.