Chapter 895: The Emperor's Abolition
At this time, a military official whispered a few words beside the general of the forbidden army, and the general of the forbidden army looked slightly stunned, and immediately regained his composure, changing his previous ruthless attitude.
"Remembering your past merits to Her Royal Highness the Queen, I will be gracious once today. ”
With that, he waved his right arm and pointed to his retinue at his side and ordered:
"You guys, personally escort him to His Highness!"
Yu Chaoen, who was struggling on the death line, temporarily had a glimmer of life, and he continued to attack the general of the forbidden army.
At the critical juncture of life and death, few people can maintain their dignity as high-ranking officials and eunuchs, and they can be spared, and how many people will not be grateful?
However, the general of the forbidden army was obviously very impatient, and he didn't even talk to Yu Chaoen, but only waved his hand quickly, asking his entourage to escort Yu Chaoen away as soon as possible.
However, Yu Chaoen soon found out that something was wrong, because the forbidden soldiers did not escort him to the usual way into the palace, but turned east and west, and went to a corridor where even he could not name him. About half an hour later, a narrow door appeared in front of Yu Chaoen.
"Going out of this gate is the way to live, and the general only hopes that you can fulfill your promise!"
"Promise?"
Yu Chaoen was even more confused, obviously he was going to be killed, and it was obvious that the general of the army spared his life, but he didn't go to see Queen Zhang, but a narrow door to escape.
"You guys have made it clear......"
However, the forbidden sergeants did not even say hello, and quickly left, as if they were hiding from the plague any longer.
Yu Chaoen spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm at their backs, and then impatiently pushed open the narrow door, and there was a mulberry forest outside. Seeing this situation, he immediately understood that this was a royal road leading from Daming Palace to Xingqing Palace.
Xingqing Palace suffered a fire in the fifteenth year of Tianbao, more than seventy percent of the palace was burned down, although about thirty percent of the palace was rebuilt later, but this royal road was gradually abandoned due to poor maintenance. This small mulberry forest is the beginning of the Imperial Road.
Stumbling, Yu Chaoen began to think about a series of unbelievable things that happened today, and the Tubo people suddenly entered Chang'an, which came too suddenly. Empress Zhang is uncharacteristically trying to kill herself, at this moment, she should obviously need herself, why did she do the opposite?
Even though Yu Chaoen was very smart, it was difficult to guess the reason behind Empress Zhang's disacting according to common sense, and he couldn't even figure out why the general of the army let him go at a critical moment. Yu Chaoen quickly put away his thoughts, only thinking about how to return to his own territory as soon as possible, although the Shence Army already has Zhang An's power entrenched, but those core cronies still support him unwaveringly.
"General, is that you, General?"
Suddenly, Yu Chaoen heard a faint call overhead, looked up, and saw several heads poking out from the towering palace walls on both sides, but the sun was dazzling, and the heads he saw were all black shadows.
"I'm Shiro, the general climbed up along the rope, Empress Zhang wants to kill you, let's fight against the fucking ......"
At this time, another voice on the palace wall was obviously reprimanding the man named Shiro.
"The chatter doesn't matter the occasion, why don't you hurry up and bring the general up......"
Soon, a rope hung down, and Yu Chaoen seemed to understand something, and grabbed the rope with both hands and shouted:
"Up!"
When he landed, Yu Chaoen only felt that his feet were off the ground, and he rose into the air, and he was already on the palace wall in a short time.
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The dilapidated palace walls are overgrown with weeds, and there are even large pieces of stone bricks peeling off from the walls in several places. This is a section of the palace wall in the south of the Taiji Palace, also in disrepair because of age, several sneaky shadows ran from the corner of the street, one of them neatly threw the rope on his shoulder to the wall, and after the rope was fixed, he dragged it with both arms, and then climbed the wall with three or two times and climbed into the palace wall.
The rest of the people did the same, dragging the rope and turning into the palace.
Due to the barrenness and dilapidation of the Taiji Palace, there are not even a few people in the Yeting Palace, and the eyes are overgrown with weeds.
The clumps of weeds, some of which were nearly a man tall, provided excellent cover.
"Why should Da Yin take the risk with Zheng? If it doesn't work out this time, we are very likely to ......"
"General Zheng doesn't need to say much, Cui is just a caged bird when he stays, and he can't do anything, rather than this, it's better to be in the same place with the general, and if he succeeds, he may be able to turn the tide!"
Among the people who secretly entered the Yeting Palace, two of them were Zheng Xianli and Cui Guangyuan. Due to the sudden attack of the Tubo people, both the Shence Army and Zuo Wuwei panicked, and even the people who monitored them were panicked and half-hearted. Zheng Cui and the others took advantage of this opportunity to get rid of Empress Zhang's surveillance and enter the palace together, and the ultimate goal was to be placed in the private sector of the North Forbidden Garden.
Although there are only 10,000 people in the private sector of the North Forbidden Garden, if it is used properly, it may not have the effect of 100,000 people.
At the beginning, Li Heng, the Son of Heaven, also remembered that this private army was extraordinary, and he fought side by side with it without disbanding it, but he did not integrate them into the Sixteen Guards, and still maintained the basic structure of the private army.
The private sector has an inextricable relationship with the Shenwu Army, and many of the officers in it are selected from the Shenwu Army, although this private army has broken away from the connection with the Shenwu Army under Li Heng's intervention, but the battalion has goodwill and good feelings towards the Shenwu Army.
Now, Empress Zhang and Li Fuguo are in power, and they use the paralyzed son of heaven Li Heng as a puppet, and they launch a mutiny to drive away the crown prince Li Yu, not to mention the black smoke and miasma in Chang'an City, and cause the Tubo people to suddenly come to the city...... In this way, Zheng Xianli believes that it is necessary for him to control this private army in his hands and let them play their due role.
Since the mutiny, Empress Zhang has strengthened her vigilance against Taiji Palace, but fortunately, her focus is only on Emperor Li Longji, and she doesn't care much about the weedy Yeting Palace.
Cui Guangyuan suddenly said:
"If you rescue the Emperor Taishang together, you can still have some appeal if you stay in the army!"
Zheng Xianli shook his head.
"Let's not talk about the heavy armor of the Ning Yin Palace that confines the Emperor Taishang, can we retreat with our whole body, the Emperor Taishang alone is a hot potato. ”
"Why did the general say that?"
Faced with Cui Guangyuan's question, Zheng Xianli's speed did not decrease, and he said concisely:
"The Emperor Taishang has passed the age of antiquity, how much toss can he hold? Even if he can arrive in the army safely, in case his body can't hold it and dies in the army, how can we say it clearly?"
Say 1,000, 10,000, these assumptions also have a premise, that is, which private team of the North Forbidden Garden can obey the dispatch as they wish.
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The sky was dark, Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie was still listening to Du Wanquan's advice with relish, although this person was a vulgar martial artist, but as long as he opened his mouth, he could speak like a river, and what he said was also true. He felt that the decision to keep this Han Chinese was very correct.
"Are you saying there will be people in the city who will willingly open the gates for me?"
Du Wanquan hunched over, with an undisguised smirk on his face.
"Can you know that everything in the world is based on the word profit?"
Ma Xiangzhong Bajie nodded, affirming Du Wanquan's statement.
"That's right, keep talking!"
What he would like to hear is not the truth, but who will open the gates of Chang'an for the Great Tubo because of the conflict of interests.
Clearly, Du Wan was a natural storyteller, and he not only sold the guanzi, but also threw out an even more tempting question, so much so that for a short time Ma Xiang Chung Bajie forgot to ask who would open the gates for him.
"Have you ever thought about setting up an emperor of the Tang Dynasty with your own hands?"
This question made Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie excited, Tubo Zampu is already a puppet in his hands, so if he can set up another emperor of the Tang Dynasty through his own hands, then what more can he ask for in this life's achievements? Although the Tang Dynasty at this time has declined rapidly, the reputation of the Tang Dynasty emperor's century-old prestige and heavenly khan can not decay overnight, and it can decide the abolition of the Tang Dynasty emperor, doesn't it also show that the Great Tubo can control the fate of the Tang Dynasty?
In this way, the tribes in the Western Regions who stubbornly resisted the Great Tibetan Regions still did not obediently look at the wind and surrender?
Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie was not an ordinary person after all, and immediately thought of the extremely critical crux.
"Sun Xiaozhe's soldiers besieged Chang'an City for half a year, and finally the soldiers were defeated, why can you easily break through Chang'an with such a certain Tubo?"
Du Wanquan took a deep breath and said:
"Times have changed, and we are all very different. Sun Xiaozhe is ambitious and talented, and he relied on nepotism to serve as the commander of the Western Expedition. And the great minister is a great talent that has not been born through the ages, and it is where the destiny of heaven lies, how can it be the same day?"
As the saying goes, you don't wear a fart if you wear a thousand clothes, Du Wanquan's compliments made Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie very useful, and he couldn't help but brush his gray beard and laugh.
Du Wanquan's compliments had just ended, and the conversation changed again.
"Looking at Chang'an City again, the Son of Heaven at that time was healthy, calm and capable, the Shenwu Army was elite in a hundred battles, Qin and Jin were even more unfathomable, and Sun Xiaozhe faced such a strong enemy, and it was reasonable to lose fiasco. On the other hand, at this time, Queen Zhang and Li Fuguo are both selfish and cunning villains, who will only make power and harm the country, so that they can fight more and more powerful than the other, and now the Tubo army is besieging the city, I am afraid that I will tremble with fear a long time ago, where is the courage to fight?"
Hearing this, Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie pursed his lips, thinking that this was Du Wanquan deliberately saying something he liked to listen to in order to please him. It is true that he really hopes that the woman of the Zhang family and Li Fuguo will mess with power and bring down the court of the Tang Dynasty. However, with many years of experience as an envoy in Chang'an, he also knew very well that the power struggle in Chang'an had not stopped for many years, and Zhang Li's power struggle might not be the absolute basis for the defenders' inconvenience.