Rebirth of Naihe Junwan

The method of forcing the palace this time was done by the third prince alone, but it would not have been able to be implemented without the cooperation from the inside and outside of the Queen Yang and Jiang Zhiming's advice.It can be said that when Pei Ling found out about this, Liang Huaiyin's army had already approached the capital, so Pei Ling had to temporarily dispatch his army and part of the Royal Forest Army to guard the gate of the capital, and the two sides were at a stalemate.

In the capital, Pei Ling stood on the city wall and watched for a long time before turning around and walking towards the room. When he opened the door, he saw Zhang Youling and several officials sitting around the table discussing the next strategy.

"How's it going?" Zhang Youling raised his head and asked when he saw him coming in.

"It's not good. The opponent's army has been resting, and they don't take a step back. They just surround the capital and are ready to come in at any time."

"We are passive now," Zhang Youling frowned. "There is no need to worry about the food and grass in the city, but the incident happened too suddenly, and many places were unarmed. The most important thing is that His Royal Highness is still in the palace."

Pei Ling also had a heavy expression, "How is Qi Huan now?"

"It's hard to say. Although fortunately he survived the assassination of Qi Huan last night, he was also seriously injured, and he is still awake."

"Has such a big incident happened, the old lady of the Qi family hasn't spoken yet?"

"The old lady of the Qi family wants to contribute, but after all, he has returned to his hometown now. Maybe he hasn't asked about state affairs for a long time. He has heard about this important event. All he can do is visit those old officials in the court. The queen controls it. There are not many courtiers, and the main trouble is Jiang Zhiming."

Pei Ling frowned, "This Jiang family has produced a powerful person, but it's a pity that they have embarked on this road..."

"It would be great if Master Pei's eldest son was here." Zhang Youling sighed in a low voice. Pei Yiqing's familiarity with and sensitivity to military affairs was by no means inferior to that of Jiang Zhiming.

At this moment in the palace, Jiang Zhiming picked up the scroll that was packed up by the maids in the palace and was about to throw it away. He asked lightly, "Is this painting the emperor's?"

The maid stood aside and dared not speak, but a clever eunuch came up and said, "It belongs to the empress, but the empress also took it from the emperor."

In fact, there are many study rooms of Liang Jingyun with such picture scrolls, but Mrs. Yang did not search for them. The imperial study room is already the place where Liang Xijin was under house arrest.

Jiang Zhiming took a look at the picture scroll that had been torn in two. The landscape painting scroll still had a faint fragrance of ink. His eyes stayed on the gentle and handsome figure for a while, and then he handed the scroll back to the maid, and said lightly : "Take it and throw it away."

The maid responded and trotted away. Jiang Zhiming casually glanced at the empty, luxurious and fortified palace, raised his feet and left slowly, with no trace of the flirtatious and unscrupulous look on his expression.He returned to the room, took off the note tied to the leg of the carrier pigeon parked by the window, looked at the inquiry about when to attack written on it, thought for a while, picked up a pen dipped in ink and slowly wrote down one line.

There was a breeze blowing in the cool weather, he raised his eyes to the sky, and the dark clouds seemed to gather, Jiang Zhiming put down his pen, his expression was quiet, his eyes were as deep and indifferent as night.

At night, there was a muffled thunder, Jiang Zhiming sat at the table, looked at the figure jumping in from the window and chuckled, "Miaoyin, you are here."

The figure paused, the lights illuminated the black clothes, the face scarf was torn off, revealing a beautiful and soft face with cold eyes. "Jiang Zhiming, you still did it after all."

Jiang Zhiming didn't answer, but raised his arm and poured two cups of tea, "Sit down, I made the tea myself."

"No need," Miaoyin said coldly, "It seems that you won't listen to what I say."

"Miaoyin, you have persuaded me, I know. But as I said, there are always some things and memories that I can't forget."

"If you're obsessed with Mr. Jiang, what's the point?" Miaoyin softened her face, "You know it's not the emperor's fault, and joining forces with Liang Huaiyin will not end well, you've already tasted it, haven't you? ? Why are you still unwilling to do it again?"

"It's because I'm not reconciled," Jiang Zhiming said calmly, "From a very young age, my father taught me to be loyal to the emperor and love the country. I listened, but what happened later? Who knew that the Jiang family was declining day by day? And my father faced Not only can't find a solution to this situation, but he has to cover up his edge, and his only eldest son has to pretend to be a prodigal son in order to avoid the suspicion of the Jiang family. Who knows that the eldest son of the Jiang family sometimes feels that his future is hopeless? ?”

"Why do we have to worry about it every day, for fear that one day we will be involved in political affairs, and then end up in a crushing end? Rather than doing this, it's better to take a gamble from the beginning."

"You want to gamble, but haven't you thought about the consequences?" Miao Yin's tone turned cold.

Jiang Zhiming took a sip of tea in silence, "I thought about it."

"Have you really thought about it? Your father, Pei Yiqing, Pei Huaiwen, Gu Changan, I... have you really thought about it?"

"Miaoyin," Jiang Zhiming suddenly looked up at her, "Will you still be with me?"

When Jiang Zhiming was imprisoned by Liang Jingyun, the reason why Liang Jingyun didn't execute Jiang Zhiming was Miaoyin's reason, after all, he was the spouse of Pei Huaiwen's subordinate.And Miaoyin did not abandon Jiang Zhiming. Although she was estranged for several years because of that incident, Miaoyin stayed by Jiang Zhiming's side all the time, neither near nor far.

But now, I'm afraid it won't work.

"Jiang Zhiming, I think you are clear now that Pei Huaiwen is the owner of the first-rank pavilion, and I am a member of the first-rank pavilion. Even if I am not, the pavilion owner has a great kindness to me. It is already to the pavilion owner to plead for you back then. How can I be a perfidious person now?" Miaoyin had mixed emotions in her eyes, she turned around, and it was already raining outside the window, she finally paused, and said, "This is the last time, I will stand against you."

There was a wind blowing, and the wide-open windows rattled, Jiang Zhiming looked at the cold tea, a gloomy look appeared in his eyes, he raised his hand and drank it, the ice-cold tea flowed into his stomach, it was so cold Piercing into the bone marrow actually made him feel better.

After a few days of stalemate between the men and horses on both sides of the city gate of the capital, Pei Ling noticed that the men of the Third Prince had moved a little. When he stood on the city wall, he saw Liang Huaiyin standing under the city wall surrounded by soldiers. The other party had a gentle smile As before, it seems that he is not a traitor who wants to usurp the throne.

Pei Ling stared coldly for a long time, and saw Liang Huaiyin wave his hand, and a dense rain of arrows came.Pei Ling was also prepared. As soon as the cannon fired, the two sides began to attack each other.

In the summer of the 12th year of Yongan, Kyoto, which had been peaceful for many years, fell into the flames of war.

The battle broke out suddenly. Even though Pei Ling had issued an announcement at the beginning, the people in the city were still very panicked. They didn't know what happened. They only knew that there were rebels attacking the city. For this, most of them cursed with gritted teeth. Those rebellious officials and thieves, no one in the peace era would want war.

The war continued for several days, intermittently, without any result.Both sides suffered losses, but Liang Huaiyin's men still did not enter the city.Pei Ling still felt that something was wrong with this advantage. Today, he received a letter from Qi Huan who was awake, warning him to be careful of Jiang Zhiming, and to pay attention to defense and not to take it lightly.

Pei Ling's heart tightened. He walked out of the room to let everyone pay attention to ordering wine and ran into Zhang Youling. Zhang Youling's face was condensed and heavy, and he said, "Something happened."

When Pei Ling stood on the city wall to watch the enemy's situation, it seemed that things were irreversible.

After a few days of exploration, Liang Huaiyin's army seems to have figured out the degree of defense of Pei Ling's men against the capital. It is clear where the defense is weak and where the attack is easy, and these are obviously the hands of Jiang Zhiming, who is currently staying in the palace. curated.Pei Ling felt a chill in his heart, such a talent...is standing on the enemy's side.

Pei Ling turned around, and said coldly to his subordinates, "Bring the arrow!" He squinted his eyes and looked at Liang Huaiyin who was smiling under the city wall.

But there was still no answer. Pei Ling's back turned cold, and he heard a faint voice, "What does General Pei want to do? There are no arrows now."

Pei Ling turned around abruptly, and saw Jiang Zhiming with an indifferent expression. The other party walked past him like a stroll in the courtyard, and looked down the city wall.Liang Huaiyin saw him and nodded slightly.

Pei Ling's heart was cold, "Where are Zhang Youling and the others?"

"Of course I was arrested," Jiang Zhiming said, "General Pei better not act rashly, I'm not in a good mood today."

Pei Ling said angrily, "You're conspiring against me!"

"Of course I know." Jiang Zhiming said coldly.

At this moment, nothing can be undone. Looking at the one-sided situation, Pei Ling almost felt deeply hopeless. Could it be that Daliang is about to change hands today?

But at this moment, a young soldier trotted over, stood in front of Jiang Zhiming and said in a panic: "My lord, it has changed! It has changed!"

"What changed?" Jiang Zhiming said indifferently.

"There are people from all corners of the world joining us. Their martial arts are very strong. We are no match for them!"

Jiang Zhiming was startled, he was walking towards the room, but now he turned around and went back to the city wall to look down.Maybe it was fate, Jiang Zhiming saw Miaoyin getting off the carriage at a glance, so far away, Miaoyin also raised her head to look at him, and there was a ripple in her indifferent eyes, but soon fade away.Miaoyin came down and stood aside, and then came down Yanbai and Yilou, all three of them stood respectfully beside the carriage.

A row of people surrounded the carriage to form a tight protective net, and the curtain was lifted. Even though Jiang Zhiming had guessed it, he was still in a daze when he saw it.

Pei Huaiwen, you're back.

The man's face was pale, and his body was terribly emaciated. He was obviously sick, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was gentle, just like seeing him for the first time.Pei Huaiwen got out of the carriage with the help of Yan Jiu, he coughed lightly, looked at the surrounding battlefield that suddenly became quiet, smiled lightly, and said in a calm but sharp tone, "Do it."

Yilouyan, Bai Miaoyin and the others all nodded and joined the battlefield, leaving only Yan Jiu standing by Pei Huaiwen's side, and another row of people guarding nearby. The fierce aura made everyone around dare not approach at will.It can be seen that Yipin Pavilion is almost fully mobilized.This scene, I'm afraid it's going to change the tone.