The abacus clanged, but the brows became more and more furrowed. The sound of the abacus beating is like a war drum, beating everyone's heart.

Lu Fusheng's face looked ugly, the fires in the West City were getting brighter and brighter, more and more people were dying in the East City, and the Wuhou who was guarding the East City was waiting for him, but there was no force to come out to participate in this gangster struggle.

It was a fight to the death, and the manipulators behind the scenes didn't care, and the battle that almost no one cared about was the most deadly battle in two days.

As time went on, more and more bodies collapsed in the bloodstream. Lu Fusheng, who had never experienced a real battlefield, always thought that in a battle, the number of hundreds of thousands of people fighting on both sides was small, and a war without the participation of millions of soldiers was not a big scene.

But tonight's street is only a few thousand people, but it is already extremely chaotic, and the gangsters in front of them have not stood firmly, and if they fall to the ground, there is a great possibility that they will be trampled to death by the people who come up from behind.

Although there is no discipline for gangsters to cut people, it is not as vigorous and orderly as the army. But it can show that war is like a meat grinder, devouring blood and human flesh all the time. A group of dozens of people was completely crippled in less than half an hour, which shows that a victory in a war was pushed with life and blood.

In the face of war, no one is a winner. Yes, it's just the inaudible cries and screams behind you.

This is also completely beyond Lu Fusheng's previous impression that war is just a game of money. No matter how powerful logistics, weapons and equipment can be guaranteed. After all, it also needs people to dominate and fight. As long as people are sacrificed, then war is not a consumption of money, but more important than money, human life.

Someone fell, blood dripping down his neck.

"Click, click. ”

The moonlight seems to like to make the scene, and even the moon is dyed with a hint of red. The blood color rose, as if to render the entire sky, and the blood moon, which is rare to see in a hundred years, also had a little rudimentary shape.

Whether it is the gods who are also infected by the scene of this Shura field is infected with a drop of blood and tears.

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Inside the palace, the chief chamberlain who entered the imperial study tiptoed. From time to time, I could hear the sound of snoring from behind the desk, and in the faint candlelight, the old face of the king was reflected, although old, but the majesty remained.

Tonight, Chief Manager Su and Xiao Yangzi were both on rotation, and after the king met the guests and saw off Li Ningru, the two also went back to the room to rest. Therefore, there is only one director of the chamberlain on duty at this time.

This director of the chamberlain has served the king since he was a child, and in addition to the chief manager of Su, he is the closest person to the king.

The director of the chamberlain accidentally touched the chair while walking, and the "bang" sound of the chair leg rubbing against the ground immediately startled the sleeping king, since the king took the Nine Turns of the Great Returning Pill, he learned that there was not much time left, and he slept in the imperial study every night, and gave instructions until dawn.

"Who?"

Without others, the king didn't have to pretend to be healthy, and his hoarse and low voice reached the ears of the chief of the chamberlain.

The director of the chamberlain said cautiously: "It's a minion, and the minion is dead, and he disturbs the king." ”

"It's okay, it's all my own family, and I was going to wake up. This Anyang is now like a lonely boat in the sea, unable to withstand the wind and waves. There are many of these things, and you have to do everything yourself, so you have to be cautious. ”

The first half of the sentence was said by the king to the director of the chamberlain, and the second half of the sentence was more like to be said to himself.

The director of the chamberlain has served the king for many years, and has already figured out the king's style of doing things. Not every sentence of what the king said needs to be replied to, and some words are good as long as the king himself volatilizes emotions.

"You brought this quilt?"

The king pulled it up, covered it with a silk quilt behind his back, and placed it on the edge of the chair. Stretching his waist, he said with a smile: "You are still careful, when Xiao Suzi was on duty, I didn't think that I could cover something." ”

"General Manager Su not only has to serve the king on weekdays, but also concentrates on cultivation, and he is also very tired, and it is normal to think of it. ”

The chief waiter was not in a hurry and went straight to the point. Instead, he walked slowly to the oil lamp and carefully poured the lamp oil, which was full of fire, and the room was even brighter.

"This light has been on for a long time, do you think it should be extinguished? Somebody refuels it, and it shines a little longer, but no one refuels, so what can I do?"

Wang Shang is a real old man at this moment, speaking softly and slowly, and the brush that he finally picked up, tremblingly read and added words on the official document.

The director of the chamberlain had a flattering expression on his face, and said: "This is in the palace, there is a lot of oil, how can there be no one to add oil to the king?" Otherwise, as long as the king is not annoyed, I will be a slave in the imperial study every night in the future, and I will add oil to the lamp." ”

Clear-eyed people know that this is flattery, but in fact, the king is a very thorough person who plays as a means of power, how can he not see it, but he is very useful.

"This is the palace, what if it is an ordinary person? ”

"Then learn from the poor family to cut the line of this oil lamp shorter, there is a way to do it. ”

Wang Shang smiled and said: "This lamp oil is easy to add, and the lamp line is easy to cut, but who can help add this oil from Anyang Kingdom?"

The director of the chamberlain stopped answering at the right time, this is a national policy, and the chamberlain does not dare to express his opinions at will, otherwise the king will be suspicious, but there will be no good fruit to eat in the chamberlain.

The king usually thinks: Yo, I haven't died yet, and you are thinking about serving the next master, so you wish I died early. Who knows if he will come in and stab a few times when he falls asleep in the middle of the night, and be tied into a stick selling sugar gourd skewers. So I can't turn into a sugar gourd stick first, so let you become a sugar gourd stick first.

According to the love of the master and servant for many years, so there is still a choice, but it is the right to choose the punishment, Ling Chi or the decision to choose at will, the royal punishment is varied.

In fact, the king didn't think about the answer of the chamberlain, and continued to talk to himself, revealing his heart, and said: "Originally, I didn't want to make a matter of seizing the heir, and I am also a person who has experienced it. Knowing this kind of thing will hurt the love between brothers and sons. When the time comes, there will be no family affection, and each brother will want to kill the other. However, none of these princes are competitive, if they don't fight, will they be able to make a profit? Will Anyang continue to survive for a long time in the future?"

turned to say indifferently: "But if you are born in the emperor's family, you must recognize this principle." You are born with something that ordinary people will never get. Then there must be something to lose, and the loss of some family affection is nothing compared to those refugees who do not have enough to eat. ”

The director of the chamberlain was already silent, and could only stand beside the king, not even daring to breathe. As an internal servant, coupled with the history of the autocratic power of the ten inner servants, at this time, no matter what you say, it is wrong, and when you don't know what to say, it is the best way to remain silent.

Outside, there were hurried figures, and the sound of armor colliding came in.

Only then did Wang Shang pull his thoughts back from Anyang's future and think of last night's troubles. Originally, the king didn't take it as a big deal, it was just some small things that the scholars made trouble, and for the king, who had experienced strong winds and waves, it was the same as the old man in Bo'an City, he didn't take it seriously at all, but it was just a small incident that followed up and was just a small incident for a few children to take the heir.

But the king may not know that if the incident becomes more and more violent, it will always turn into an accident for a while.

"Tonight, what's the outside form?

The director of the chamberlain was full of concern, and said: "It should be enough, but only then did Wuhou come from Xishi, saying that there was something important to repay, but the servant saw that it was not easy for you to rest for a while." I couldn't bear to be disturbed, and I was stopped outside by all the minions. ”

"Call in. ”

"Ann. ”

The chief of the chamberlain opened the wooden door of the imperial study and said to the outside: "The king has woken up, and the Marquis of Xuanwu has entered the palace." ”

The Marquis of Wu outside the door hurriedly came in, knelt on the ground, didn't care about the etiquette of seeing the king at all, and said quickly with a crying voice: "Your Majesty, a large amount of gunpowder was secretly placed in the West Market tonight, causing a large-scale explosion. In addition to the explosion, there is also a fire, because the west market is mostly wooden houses, the whole west market has fallen into a sea of fire, and there are unknown dead people to hinder the extinguishing of the fire, do not believe, the king can go out of the palace to observe, in this palace can see the flames of the west market. He also asked the king to give orders to rush to the aid of the West Market. ”

After all, the king is the king, and after years of experience, he has already been pampered and humiliated, and his joy and anger are not expressed. Said coldly: "Don't worry, the next one." ”

Wuhou, who had just caused a stir outside the door, knelt down in the hall and said, "Your Majesty, there are a large number of splashes gathering and fighting outside the East Market. A large number of casualties have been inflicted, and the blood is about to flow into the East Market. And in the midst of this group of splashing skins, there were cultivators fighting the method, which caused the walls of several workshops to collapse one after another, causing an uneasy negative impact on the people of Bo'an City. ”

"Next, I'm going to hear how much bad news there is tonight. ”

A soldier of the Golden Dragon Guard, who had just entered the imperial study, also immediately knelt down and said, "Tell the king, there are a large number of scholars on Xuanwu Avenue who have gathered to make trouble, and most of the scholars have been controlled. ”

"There is a good thing to do, and it is okay. ”

After two bad things, I finally heard a relatively good thing. There was a hint of relief in the king's expression, but the following report from Jin Longwei made the king immediately change his complexion.

The Golden Dragon Guard soldier then reported: "But there are still a small number of scholars who broke through the blockade of Wuhou and entered the garrison of the Golden Dragon Guard outside the palace. ”

"Smack. ”

"How can it be justified? ”

Wang Shang slapped the desk heavily, this was the first time he had slapped it, and one part of the desk seemed to be the size of a palm than the others, a few millimeters lower than the overall plane of the desk.

It may be the inheritance of the king, whether it is the king of Wei or the crown prince when they are in a hurry, they like to slap the table.

"The last one, hurry up. ”

Wang Shang gritted his teeth and said, "I want to see, what have these sons of evil done? ”