"clear!"
Ta Lanshen nodded, but he was a little hesitant. "Do we have to start killing people? Once we start, there will be no turning back!"
"marshal."
Qin Hui responded bitterly. "Even if we can turn back, is there a second way? At this point, we must drag everyone with us so that there is no turning back, so that we have a glimmer of hope... Go quickly!"
Talan took a deep breath and was about to turn around.
But at this moment, Qin Hui suddenly grabbed him again, and then whispered in the shadows with all his strength: "Also... after killing this man, can you think of a way to send his head to Liu Xu? If Liu Xu is not okay, the Han Mansion, the Zuo Mansion, or even any local big family with soldiers will do!"
Talai looked back in a daze, but only for a moment. He nodded again, and then left Qin Huizhi in the shadow and went to the side hall.
After a moment, amid the wind, Talai acted like a former marshal, called the palace guards aside, scolded them loudly, and asked about the whereabouts of the king. At the same time, dozens of soldiers, led by a lame family general, took advantage of the situation and rushed into the palace.
"How dare you bring weapons into the palace without permission?"
Han Fang was shocked and angry, but at the same time he had a sudden realization that came too late. "Where is Mr. Qin? I want to see him!"
Upon hearing this, a lame Jurchen officer who was walking seven or eight steps away stopped immediately. Then, to the opponent's astonishment, he drew his bow and drew his arrow. With just one arrow, he hit the emperor's teacher in the chest and nailed him back to the throne.
The Jurchens' heavy arrows hit his vitals at such a close distance that he was doomed to be helpless, but he could not die instantly. The only thing was that he felt unbearable pain in his chest. However, because he was hit in the lungs and probably injured his trachea, his wails were difficult and low.
Fortunately, this lame family general had received clear orders long ago, so he shot an arrow without hesitation, drew his sword and moved forward. However, two soldiers held him down, and he swung his sword with all his might, and cut off the opponent's head.
The muffled wailing that filled the entire side hall stopped instantly, replaced by a stream of blood.
It was a pity that Han Fang, a famous official of his generation, never got to wait for his student to take power and become a prime minister as in another time and space. Instead, he died from a heavy arrow from the Jurchens at the age of 54.
Moreover, just as Talai thought, this man's death was not a pity no matter how he died, but it made the situation in Yanjing, which was already in the midst of mutual suspicion, completely out of control.
In the twilight and the sound of wind, Yin Shuke arrived soon, followed by the troops of the Hesheli tribe, one of the six traditional Jurchen tribes... and when Hesheli Taiyu heard that Han Fang was directly executed and his head was taken away by the 'Grand Prince', and the king was missing, he didn't even need Hong Ya's reminder, he became ruthless and ordered a full-scale search for the king, and he didn't even bother to look at the headless corpse.
At this point, who wouldn’t be in a difficult situation?
However, with more than a thousand soldiers pouring into the imperial city and the lights dimming, it was inevitable that some took the opportunity to bully the palace maids and plunder treasures and property.
However, Talai and Yin Shuke, as former marshals, knew that their current strength was insufficient and that the king could only be effectively controlled by the Hesheli tribe. So they took advantage of the fact that the remnants of the two Hezhameng'ans had been transferred away by the eldest prince and the palace guards were leaderless and scattered, and gathered them together to strengthen their power.
The two men understood each other tacitly, and one went from east to west, and the other from north to south, along the palace wall, gathering people without stopping.
At this moment, the entire palace was in chaos, and the movement could not be concealed. Once the palace was in chaos, coupled with the fact that military conflicts had already begun in the north, and soldiers from all sides were carefully guarding the streets and alleys in the central area... It can be said that the entire Yanjing city has become lively.
"What does Heshilie Taiyu want to do?!"
In the Grand Prince's Mansion, Grand Prince Wanyan Oben, who was scolding Zuo Yuan, was shocked and angry when he heard the news. "What does the Hesheli tribe want to do?!"
"Father!"
When the Liao king was furious, two people suddenly appeared, and one of them was Wanyan Digunai. "Don't hesitate! People are panicking, and we need to punish them severely. The Hesheli tribe saw that we were indecisive, so they did such a heinous thing!"
Having said this, Digunai paused for a moment before continuing, "Father, you must send troops to recapture the king as soon as possible! At the same time, please allow me to invite Uncle Six to come here for you!"
Almost all the civil and military officials present, including the eldest prince Wanyan Oben, were slightly stunned, but after a moment's pause, they were speechless - the sixth prince Erluguan, like the deceased second prince, had a maternal clan exactly from Hesheli, and the sixth prince was also the appointed ruling prince in the south, which naturally opposed the eldest prince who was sentenced to death.
As for Digunai, his intention was obvious. He wanted to find out whether Eluguan was also involved. If he was directly involved, he would not be found out. If not, he should be controlled first to prevent him from being used by Hesheli.
"Minister Wulinda, do you have anything to say?" After a long while, the eldest prince himself broke the silence and called out the Minister of Rites Wulinda Zanmo who came out with Digunai.
"Your Highness!" Wulinda Zanmo, who was still exhausted, responded sincerely. "Since the Song government sent back the conditions, the various parties in Yanjing City have been suspicious of each other and it is difficult to resolve the situation. The current situation is even more out of control... But I still want to remind Your Highness that whether it is Heshelie Taiyu or the Sixth Prince, they are also in an awkward position... We should suppress them and clean up the mess, but we should always understand that everyone has their own difficulties... We can't just watch this as a trap to sow discord and satisfy the wishes of outsiders."
"I understand!" The eldest prince Oben nodded with all his strength, but glanced at the other party, unable to hide his fatigue. "I understand..."
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