Strong winds stirred the leaden clouds, and a ray of sunlight broke through the heavy siege and sprinkled down. The drizzling rain and snow gradually stopped, and a faint golden light sprinkled on the wet white marble floor. The blood-stained sword blade reflected a very dazzling scarlet.
Huang Dewei stared at him for a while, then fell to the ground with his hands covering his chest!
Yang Yanzong cut off his head with his backhand and held it high up, blood dripping. He took a deep breath and shouted: "Huang Dewei has been beheaded, why don't you surrender!!!"
It has to be said that as the commander-in-chief of the imperial guards who had been the emperor's confidant for nearly ten years, Huang Dewei's prestige and strength were deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. He stood tall like a giant pillar, and now that he has collapsed, the conditioned reflex caused is huge.
The deputy general and his lieutenants looked up in shock and found that it was actually the head of the commander Huang Dewei. They were instantly horrified, and the soldiers under them were instantly in an uproar and panic. Yang Yanzong's troops immediately seized this opportunity. The leader of the Qingfeng Camp, Cen Chao, shouted: "Brothers, kill him!!!"
The morale of one side was boosted, while the other side was thrown into confusion. As one side gained strength while the other lost strength, the former was experienced in battle and was very good at seizing opportunities. The imperial guards were shocked for a moment and wanted to turn the tide, but it was too late. They were quickly defeated by the Qingfeng, Baishun and other camps. After fighting for half an hour, Yang Yanzong successfully broke through the first line of defense, broke through the palace gate, and merged with Ji Yuanhao.
Ji Yuanhao was truly remarkable. The Southern Army was in a mess and the situation was out of control. He blocked and intercepted the enemy in time and completed the head-hunting operation of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west at the critical moment. He and the rest of the Southern Army regained control of the situation in time, and then turned around to support Yang Yanzong without stopping. However, Yang Yanzong had already resolved the battle.
Yang Yanzong and Ji Yuanhao joined forces and attacked the inner palace defense line in one go. The deputy commander of the imperial guards, Yang Yuwei, was furious, "How dare you, thief!!"
This Yang Yanzong's cousin is Huang Dewei's master. It was a good story in the past that the disciple was better than the master and the master gave up the throne. He could be considered a heroic figure. It's a pity that they now have different positions and it all depends on whose blade is harder! !
The inner palace was more tightly guarded. Yang Yanzong and Ji Yuanhao attacked together three times before they finally succeeded in making a breakthrough. Finally, they joined forces with Kun Guojiu who came from the east and finally succeeded in breaking through the inner palace's defense line.
From the moment the war drums sounded until now, it was thrilling, but it only took more than an hour. They successfully forced their way into the inner palace and finally reached the Heng'an Hall in the center of the Xiling Palace, the old emperor's bedroom!
There was one more person in front of Heng'an Palace. That was Queen Kun who led hundreds of Kun's death warriors and cooperated with them from inside and outside.
Today she was not wearing her gorgeous golden phoenix robe, but a silk black dress and a large black fox fur cloak wrapped around her body. She stood on the steps, looking down at the eunuchs and palace maids who had looked down on her coldly more than a month ago, and could not help but sneer.
Uncle Kun waved his hand and said, "Go in!"
The palace gate was broken down and a tide of soldiers swarmed in.
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In the early morning, there were some unusual noises outside, like the thunder of military boots in the distance or the faint clash of weapons. The sleeping old emperor was suddenly awakened.
The old emperor has not been sleeping well recently. He has been feeling indescribable pain in the old injury on his leg, his lower limbs are so cold that he can hardly walk, and gradually even his head starts to hurt. The pain keeps him awake all night.
The old imperial physician repeatedly advised the old emperor to move to the Hot Spring Palace. The old emperor really felt that he could not hold on any longer, so he came here after the New Year. Last night, the old imperial physician gave him acupuncture, three soaks and three rises. The moist and warm environment of the Hot Spring Palace finally relieved his discomfort. He had a rare good sleep last night, but unexpectedly, he was awakened early in the morning.
"His Majesty?"
The young eunuch guarding under the footstool didn't understand what was going on and asked in a low voice, but the old emperor seemed not to hear him. He listened for a moment and his face changed drastically.
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"Bang" sound! The door of Heng'an Palace was violently broken down, and the palace maids and eunuchs inside the palace were terrified and fled in panic.
Queen Kun walked slowly into the hall. The scent of ambergris was lingering in the hall and the light was a little dim. On the dragon bed at the end of the inner hall, a hunched figure was sitting upright, hugging a bright yellow brocade quilt.
Queen Kun smiled. She had people in Heng'an Palace who were watching the scene the whole time. The time from when they broke through the two defense lines of the inner and outer palaces to when they surrounded Heng'an Palace was very short. She knew that the old emperor had never left Heng'an Palace.
Queen Kun waved her hand and her assassins swarmed forward and quickly took care of dozens of imperial guards in the palace. However, when the chief eunuch in front of the dragon bed was pulled out, it turned out to be not Sun Shiping, but the deputy chief eunuch Jiang Taoguang. Queen Kun was startled.
The excitement and joy she felt were instantly gone. She rushed forward and grabbed the "old emperor's" face. On the dragon bed was the unfamiliar face of an old eunuch with gray hair.
"Oh no, brother!"
There is a tunnel in Heng'an Palace. The complete map of the building obtained by Empress Kun and Uncle Kun is missing the most crucial point. The old emperor ran away!
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Kun's uncle Yang Yanzong Ji Yuanhao and others immediately chased after him.
On a narrow mountain road about fifteen or sixteen miles south of the Xiling Palace, a group of more than a hundred elite imperial guards were protecting two small carriages as they rushed out!
They didn't even ride horses. They wrapped dry grass under their leather boots and escorted the emperor out as quickly as possible.
The old emperor is different from other emperors who fled after being defeated in battle. He only needs to successfully leave the palace and run seventy miles to reach the Beijing camp, and the plots of these rebels will immediately fail!
This was the most thrilling escape in his life. The old emperor's bones were almost broken due to the shaking. The makeshift carriage did not have any soft cushions, and Sun Shiping held on to it in fear.
The old emperor said nothing. He protected the little Prince Zhao in his arms. The little Prince Zhao looked panicked. He was still young and had only just realized what was happening after being awakened from his sleep. The tense environment and the bumpy ride made him reach out and grab the old emperor's sleeve tightly, "Uncle!"
“Don’t be afraid!”
The old emperor looked fierce and ferocious, and he tightened his grip on Prince Zhao, "We will be at the Beijing camp soon, there is no need to panic."
He said angrily: "Traitor, how despicable!"
I will cut these villains into pieces and wipe out all nine generations of their clan! ! !
But in reality, things were not as smooth or satisfactory as the old emperor said.
It's not that the old emperor was unprepared, otherwise there wouldn't be so many imperial guards and Beijing troops inside and outside the palace. However, the Kun family is desperate and resists to the death. Today, they are determined to die if they fail!
After conquering many lines of defense and achieving success after much difficulty, how could they allow the old emperor to escape with the young Prince of Zhao only to fail at the critical moment? !
There were many people present who had defeated the enemy for many years and were able to anticipate the enemy's moves and win by surprise. Moreover, they had long been prepared for this move by the old emperor. Even if the entire building map was not there, since they were risking their lives, they would definitely take precautions.
"The emperor cannot take the high road."
They have surveyed all the unnamed paths near the palace that were marked on the map and could be used by people and vehicles.
Everyone spread out the map, analyzed it quickly, and worked together to circle out the paths in the east, south, west, and north where people might run. The last three possible directions are south, east and north, and they all lead to Beijing Camp.
Yang Yanzong looked at the map for a moment, and quickly selected three paths. The rest of the people were assigned to different groups, and they immediately turned around and chased after them!
Not long after, Yang Yanzong received news from the reconnaissance team that they had found traces of tire tracks and military boots. He smiled and immediately fired a signal flare. Then he turned around and adjusted his route, taking the main road as a shortcut and getting ahead of the old emperor.
The sound of galloping horses was like thunder. The imperial carriage was shocked and immediately turned around to change the road. But not long after, the sound of thunderous horse hooves was heard again on the new road ahead.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
The person who appeared in front was Yang Yanzong. He rode quickly, his dark blue cloak covering the scarlet spots on his body. He said, "I am here to protect you!"
It was a roller coaster ride, and the old emperor was overjoyed. He lifted the curtain and shouted, "Quick, go and intercept the rebels behind us!"
It’s Yang Qing.
Yang Yanzong probably never dreamed that he could be treated as a beloved minister in the old emperor's heart.
But the old emperor is still the old emperor after all. This thought flashed through his mind, and then he narrowed his eyes and looked at the Qingfeng Baishun and other soldiers wearing soft armor behind Yang Yanzong. The latter had obviously just experienced a bloody battle, with traces on their bodies and murderous aura.
Yang Yanzong sat on his horse and did not get off. He looked down at the old emperor from a high vantage point.
The old emperor saw a hint of irony in the other person's slightly raised lips.
The old emperor narrowed his eyes and said, "Yang Yanzong, how dare you rebel!!"
Yang Yanzong said calmly: "I don't want to die. I don't want to be killed while the cunning rabbit dies and the running dog is cooked." If he doesn't want to die, then you have to die. The first to strike will gain the upper hand, while the last to strike will often be controlled by others, isn't it?
Humph, he once thought about being a submissive minister, but unfortunately the old emperor did not give him this opportunity.
Even the emperor can't do that! ! !
Yang Yanzong waved his hand, and more than a thousand soldiers in front and behind immediately launched a charge. He strangled the three major guard generals and the cabinet minister Ge Xiu, and killed the last batch of imperial guards into pieces, but did not directly touch the old emperor's carriage.
Yang Yanzong and Ji Yuanhao, who had outflanked and caught up with him, exchanged glances, and the two of them, in tacit understanding, drove the old emperor back.
The wheels rumbled and bumped along the rugged mountain road. The old emperor had been a powerful figure for half his life, controlling the life and fate of the dynasty and his subjects for decades. Even though he had fallen off his horse and was seriously injured, he had never been as embarrassed as he was today.
He truly experienced the feeling of a lost dog. There were strong soldiers and brave generals just dozens of miles away, but at this moment, no one could help him and he cried out to the sky and the earth.
Not long after, he finally ran head-on into the encirclement of Queen Kun and Uncle Kun.
Queen Kun was carried by a soldier. When the soldier let go, she got off the ground, looked at the cart for a moment, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I am here."
This moment was so refreshing. More than a month ago, she prostrated herself at this man's feet, begging him to spare her mother's family. Even though Kun had no merits, she had worked hard. What did the old emperor do and say?
The old man brushed her hand away without hesitation and whispered coldly in her ear: "Impossible!"
Queen Kun laughed loudly, "What an impossible situation!"
After only a month, it was her turn to say to the old emperor, it's impossible!
It feels so refreshing.
Queen Kun stretched out her hand, and the assassin took out a very small gourd and a wine glass, poured out a glass of wine, and then Queen Kun took out a small paper bag from her arms and poured all the powder inside into the wine glass.
This is poison, which Empress Kun specially prepared for the old emperor. It is highly toxic and can cause intestinal rupture and extreme pain.
"Your Majesty, do you still remember your aunt?"
The old emperor's first empress, the first Empress Kun, was a virtuous woman. She tried her best to win the support of her mother's family for the old emperor and defeated Prince Qing, who was born to Concubine Chen at that time. However, in the end, because the old emperor's only son died in infancy, she was furious and blamed by the old emperor. In the end, she was disheartened and died in depression.
"Don't you know that more than half of the children you give birth to are born with embryonic defects?"
The carriage was hit on three wheels by arrows, and all the imperial guards who resisted stubbornly fell in a pool of blood. The carriage was shot like a hornet's nest. Empress Kun lifted the curtain of the carriage, revealing the old emperor who was holding his waist and abdomen, motionless and with a resentful and fierce look in his eyes.
The old emperor was old, and he could not bear the rough and bumpy ride without shock absorbers. When the car stopped, he wanted to sit up, but he failed after trying several times.
Empress Kun gave a short sneer, looking down at the old emperor's extremely embarrassed posture at this moment. What did the old emperor do after her aunt passed away? Less than half a year later, he issued an edict to make Kun's daughter the queen again. At that time, she was twelve years old.
If Kun had always been relied upon and trusted, and the family had been able to prosper and flourish, then it would have been fine for Empress Kun. However, as soon as the old emperor's nephew was born, the old man immediately turned against him. She, Kun, had already gotten involved in this mess. How could she be willing to accept this? Will he end up being gradually removed from the core power circle? !
"Your Majesty, come on, I will wait on you on your journey!"
Queen Kun laughed twice and stretched out her hand to pull the old emperor's chin. The latter suddenly struggled to get up, but it was in vain. Two assassins clamped him on the left and right and pushed him back. Queen Kun pinched his jaw very neatly, tilted his head back, and poured the whole cup of poisoned wine into him.
The assassin pinched the old emperor's throat, and the wine did not have time to spray out, but went down the throat into the stomach.
A burning pain soon appeared in the throat and even the stomach. The old emperor's eyes were bloodshot. He grabbed his throat, groaned twice, and fell to the ground in the carriage, struggling.
Queen Kun took out a handkerchief and wiped her hands, then she was at ease and admired with a smile.
Finally, she threw the handkerchief at the other person and turned around.
Queen Kun poisoned the old emperor to death with her own hands!
During this time, Uncle Kun rode forward, lifted the curtain and took a look, frowning to see that the young Prince Zhao was not there.
But soon, one of his confidants came back on horseback and whispered something in his ear.
Kun Guojiu then said to Yang Yanzong, Ji Yuanhao and others: "Everyone, I will be back soon."
Yang Yanzong, Ji Yuanhao and others had no objection.
Blood relationship is indeed a wonderful thing. At the last moment, the old emperor sent the little Prince Zhao back to Princess Zhao's carriage, and appointed a few of his confidants to remove the wheels of the carriage and transform it into a sedan chair. He then ordered his confidants to protect the little Prince Zhao and escape by another route, giving him a chance of survival.
But it was of no use in the end. Uncle Kun would never let the little King of Zhao go, and under the heavy siege, it would take a lot of luck to escape.
But it is obvious that such extreme luck is something that can only be encountered by chance.
Uncle Kun quickly led his men to catch up with the little Prince Zhao, and surrounded and killed him for a while. The sedan chair fell to the ground with a bang, and Uncle Kun lifted the curtain with his sword. Inside the sedan, Princess Zhao, who had no jewelry on, hugged the little Prince Zhao tightly, and the little Prince Zhao also hugged his mother with his backhand.
The pale and tender face of the little Zhao King turned pale, but he still straightened his chest. Although he was afraid, he still stood in front of his mother: "If you want to kill, kill me, don't kill my mother!!"
"Your Highness Prince Zhao, oh no, it's His Highness the Crown Prince."
Uncle Kun stretched out his hand, picked up the two jade belts hanging from the child's golden crown with the tip of his sword, and sneered. He refused, he wanted to kill!
What can you, a little brat, do to me now? !
Uncle Kun sneered, but turned his hand and stabbed the sword deeply into Princess Zhao's heart. He pulled his hand back suddenly, and Princess Zhao screamed, and hot blood gushed out, spraying the son in her arms all over his head and face.
She gasped twice and before she could utter a final word, she died tragically in front of the young King Zhao.
Prince Zhao stared at Uncle Kun, "Ah——"
He raised the small dagger he had already held in his hand and rushed forward. Uncle Kun snorted and laughed, raised his hand, and the tip of the sword moved forward, stabbing the little King Zhao who was flying towards him through.
The child was thrown into the bushes. In great pain, he struggled to crawl towards his mother's body, but on the way, he was completely killed by the second sword.
Uncle Kun ordered, "Pack up and carry everything back."
The assassins behind him had already prepared a cloth bag. They put the body in it, covered it with a black cloth, and carried it on their back.
Yang Yanzong and the others certainly didn't know the whole process of this incident, but they guessed the result. When they saw Uncle Kun and the others carrying back two cloth bags, they didn't say anything.
The group immediately returned to the hot spring palace and began to deal with follow-up matters.
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This extremely dangerous and tortuous early morning palace coup finally ended with a narrow victory.
After they had packed up what needed to be packed up and made everything a foregone conclusion, the bell of the emperor's death rang inside and outside the palace and Yangdu City. Yang Yanzong, Ji Yuanhao and others led their troops to retreat back to the camp. Only then were they able to ride their horses straight to Longling Zhuangzi to pick up people.
Su Ci and others have been looking forward to it for a long time.
Mainly because they went deep into the inner palace in the middle and late stages, and the situation was chaotic, the small team responsible for communication was also urgently added to the search team, and the news was interrupted.
Su Ci was under a lot of pressure. On the one hand, she had to make up words to appease Chen and Yang Chongying, and on the other hand, she couldn't help but worry about the situation in the palace.
Damn, this kind of up-and-down mood is simply unbearable, so she would rather take part in the adventure herself than wait in a safe place.
In that early spring with drizzling rain, she could not sit still in the house. After a while, she put on her sleeves and held up an oil-paper umbrella. She walked to the hillside, looked into the distance, and muttered, "Why haven't you come back yet?"
She was talking about Dafei. This guy never looked back after he ran away. She wanted Akang to go and get some information, but Akang refused. His mission was to protect Su Ci and the Yang family and escort them away immediately if necessary.
Just as the sky was getting dark and the drizzle was getting heavier, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from the direction of the mountain path on the far left of Zhuangzi.
Su Ci looked up immediately.
I saw a wet and narrow loess path, and behind the dark green evergreen trees and thorn bushes, a brown war horse with shiny fur and strong hooves wearing armor and protective gear appeared. The horse's body was particularly bloody, and on its back was the tall and fierce familiar man, wearing armor and bloodstains, with a solemn and somewhat tired expression, and a majestic aura, and his black eyes were deep and invisible.
With a terrifying aura after a bloody battle, wearing black armor and black clothes, he sat on horseback and looked at Su Ci from afar.
Su Ci was stunned, surprised and happy, and ran over.
The man got off his horse, holding his helmet in one hand. The drizzle fell on his face, which was still stained with dried blood. He said to Su Ci, "I'm back."
"Don't even think about remarrying," he added.
She can only be his woman in this life.
Su Ci: “…”
The atmosphere changed suddenly. Originally, there was a tear-jerking feeling of surviving a disaster and a mixture of surprise and joy, but his sudden words changed the atmosphere. She felt happy and couldn't help laughing.
"Okay, then remember to live longer."
She held his arm and looked at him carefully, but found that he was in very bad condition. The thick cowhide heavy armor was cut with many cuts of different sizes. There was dried blood all over his body, even on the roots of his hair. She couldn't tell whether they were from others or mixed with his. One could imagine what kind of dangerous and fierce battle he had just experienced. He finally returned safely. Su Ci didn't want to ask him any nonsense when he was most tired. The fact that he could come back so lightly already said a lot.
Resting her head on his arm, she looked at him for a while and said, "Would you like to wash first?" Then she applied some medicine.
He snorted and squinted: "You serve?"
Su Ci: “…”
Come on, boss, you have worked hard for the whole family.
Also for the sake of his hastily written letter, okay, come on.
Su Ci laughed, her beautiful big eyes turned and glanced at him, "Okay."
She hooked her finger: "Come on!"
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