In the middle of the night, the cold wind blew, blowing the soldiers on the city wall a little dizzy.
The temperature of minus 20 degrees is not fun. As long as they sneeze, their saliva can turn into ice residue.
A soldier rubbed his frozen cheek and whispered to his companion.
"The night shift in winter doesn't kill me!"
His companion ignored him. He stared at the distance for a moment and suddenly said, "there seems to be someone ahead!"
All the soldiers around looked forward.
In the vast white ice and snow, a team of people and horses were running towards the city gate.
Roughly, there are at least a thousand people.
In the middle of the night, there were so many people close to Bianjing City, and they were all riding horses. They must have an extraordinary origin. A soldier immediately ran down the gate to inform the general of the city.
The general of the moat was upset when his dream was disturbed. But in order not to delay his official duties, he endured getting up, put on his clothes and went out of the door.
When he went up the wall, he found that more than 1000 people had rushed to the bottom of the wall.
They all rode horses, wrapped tightly, with only one pair of eyes exposed, and traveled a long way. Even though the wind and snow were mixed and the temperature was frighteningly low, they still maintained an orderly formation and knew at a glance that they were professionally trained troops.
The general of the moat was moved when he saw this.
He remembered the emperor's order, put one hand on the guardrail and shouted under the wall.
"Who is it?"
The first man took a step forward on his horse.
He raised his head and pulled down his scarf, revealing a mature and charming face.
"It's me, Jiang Shuan, the festival envoy of Jiangzhou, who came to Beijing on purpose."
The general of the city guard thought that it was this man. The emperor specially told him to pay attention to the people entering the city. Once he found that Jiang Shuan was coming, he immediately released them into the city.
According to the rules, the gate will be closed at night, and outsiders are not allowed to enter the city.
But since it was ordered by the emperor, the general of the city guard would not be foolish to compare this truth. He immediately ordered: "open the city gate!"
The heavy city gate was slowly opened.
Jiang Shuan rode his horse into Bianjing, followed by others.
The general of the moat went down the wall and stood by the roadside waiting.
When Jiang Shuan got close, the general of the moat stepped forward and said, "Jiang Jiedu envoy, you can count it. The emperor has been waiting for you."
Jiang Shuan didn't dismount. He said thank you, and then took his own soldiers straight to the palace.
Even though it is late at night, Bianjing is still bustling, especially in the west of the city. There are a collection of GouLan theatres in the city. Large and small acrobatic groups perform in the street. Vendors sell enthusiastically, and the fragrance of various delicious food permeates the night sky.
This is the capital of Southern Chu. It can deduce the prosperity incisively and vividly no matter day or night.
Riding is forbidden in the city, and Jiang Shuan and others have to reduce their speed.
When passing through Vashi, Jiang Shuan smelled the smell of delicious food and couldn't help swallowing.
In order to get on the road, they haven't had a serious meal for several days. When they are hungry, they eat dry food, and when they are thirsty, they eat ice and snow. Even the number of urination and defecation should be controlled once a day, which makes them tired.
Jiang Shuan said to the soldiers behind him.
"Go and have something to eat. After eating, find a place to live. I'll go into the palace alone."
Aunt Ge said, "I'll accompany you into the palace."
Jiang Shuan waved his hand: "no, the emperor only summoned me. Even if you go with me, you will be stopped outside the palace gate."
Aunt Ge had to stay with her own soldiers. Jiang Shuan rode alone to the palace.
When the guard of the palace gate saw that the visitor was Jiang Shuan, he immediately opened the palace gate and let him in.
You can't ride horses in the palace. Jiang Shuan's horseback is left outside the palace gate and handed over to the bodyguard to help take care of it.
Due to the advance order of the emperor, Jiang Shuan had a particularly smooth journey.
He came to the bedroom unimpeded and saw Sima fan who had just got up from bed.
It really takes courage to get up from the quilt in this weather.
Sima fan leaned on the soft collapse, his legs covered with a blanket, his hair scattered behind him, his body covered in a raven blue gown, and his eyebrows were still sleepy.
He held a heater in his hand and his tone was a little low.
"You're here at last."
Jiang Shuan bowed his hand and apologized: "I'm late. Please punish me."
"Do you know what I called you to Beijing for?"
"Please forgive me for my ignorance. I can't guess what your majesty thinks."
Sima tired of looking at him: "now is not the time to pretend to be stupid."
Jiang Shuan was not embarrassed at all. He naturally continued to flatter: "Your Majesty is really wise and wise. You have seen through all the careful thoughts of Wei Chen. Your majesty mentioned the assassination of the crown prince in his letter. It must be for this reason that your majesty called me to Beijing."
"We have found the assassin who assassinated the prince, but the man is dead."
Jiang Shuan was filled with righteous indignation and said, "this man dares to assassinate His Highness the prince. He deserves to die!"
Sima looked at him without expression.
Jiang Shuan coughed and went back to business: "the assassin should have been killed. You can start from here. Maybe you can find a clue."
Sima fan asked people to take up the files already prepared.
"It has been checked. The clue points to Xu Jia."
Jiang Shuan picked up the file and looked through it briefly. He said, "since Wei fuming has confessed Xu Jia, go and catch someone."
Sima wearily said, "Wei fuming's one-sided words are not enough."
"Your Majesty means that in addition to personal evidence, you have to ask for material evidence?"
"Yes."
Jiang Shuan smiled: "it's simple, it's on me!"
Sima looked at him wearily for a moment, and then said, "I handed over the case of the assassination of the prince to King Ning and Fu Qingshu. Now they are in a bottleneck. You can help them."
Jiang Shuan patted his chest and promised: "don't worry, if I come out, I will certainly help them arrest the real murderer and return justice to his Highness the prince!"
"This is a tiger amulet that can dispatch the Dragon Guard. You can use it when you turn around and catch people."
The Dragon Guard Army is different from the bodyguard army. The bodyguard army is specially responsible for the security of the palace and is directly under the jurisdiction of the Taiwei in front of the palace. The Dragon Guard Army is the personal soldier of the son of heaven and only listens to the dispatch of the son of heaven.
The current former imperial Lieutenant's name is Qi Huan. He was promoted by Sima fan. It is reasonable to say that he should be Sima fan's confidant.
However, since the prince was assassinated in Guangzhao temple, Sima fan suspected that there were ghosts in the bodyguard, and he also had some doubts about Qi Huan.
Sima fan didn't dare to hand over the arrest to the guards, so he had to transfer the Dragon guards.
There are only 10000 soldiers in Longwei, but they are all elite.
Jiang Shuan took half of the tiger talisman with both hands and thought that the emperor had even mobilized the Dragon Guard. It seems that this time it is really going to be a big wave.
Tut, the Bianjing city is about to turn over!
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