It was a long night, there wasn't much blood, there weren't many soldiers searching from house to house, everything seemed calm, calm and unreal, but something had changed, and it was irreversible.

After a night of rain, a new day jumped out of the east mountain, swaying the sun without hesitation, the raindrops and morning dew, stupidly indistinguishable, lying on the turquoise leaves, it looks crystal clear, like crystal.

Wang Siying said to Zhang Mingze that tomorrow will be a good weather!

Sure enough, it was excellent weather, and the sun was surprisingly big!

Outside the palace, hundreds of civil and military officials have gathered in front of the winged tower, waiting for the noon door to open and enter the palace to go to court.

Everyone gathered together, whispering, things are a little weird, after His Majesty left the palace, the three-day small court meeting was postponed to the tenth, and it was presided over by Lord Zhongtang, after Lord Zhongtang was seriously ill, the small court meeting once every ten days was also exempted, and everyone's recital was sent directly to the military aircraft, and it was reviewed and decided by the three auxiliary ministers.

It rained last night, and there was news from the palace, tomorrow morning, the dynasty will continue, there is a pavilion old token, it can't be wrong, but I have not heard that His Majesty has returned to Beijing, nor has I heard that Lord Zhongtang's condition has improved, forget it, it is just an early dynasty, can it be changed to a new dynasty?

In the crowd, the four major auxiliary ministers came to Sun Jingchu alone, and everyone came up to ask one or two, Sun Jingchu frowned, spread his hands, and the meaning was not clear.

Hu Hanbin stood alone on the side, and his doubts were even stronger, he visited the scholar last night, everything is impermanent, why can't he see the figure of the scholar today, could it be that he debated last night, the scholar was really angry, and he is sick today? If this is the case, the scholar is too narrow-minded, and after going down to court, he just comes to the door to apologize.

Hu Bianxiu has a stubborn temper, like a cow, does not hit the south wall and does not look back, does not give face to the king of heaven and Laozi, and only admits his mistakes in front of the university scholars, and never drags mud and water.

Huang Hanting held his waist with one hand, bowed his head and pondered, last night's business trip, attached to the desk, analyzing the construction project of the lower reaches of the Yellow River, unconsciously, the sky was bright, and when he got up, he found that his waist was cold, and the pain was abnormal, but his action of supporting his waist fell in the eyes of everyone, but it was a different scene, Huang Shilang had just been newly married, and it was the sweet period of you and me, this "tiredness" It is understandable to overly exhaust the waist, and it rained last night, the mood is the best, the charming murmur, the scenery is infinite, the sound of the wind and rain, the sound of the bed, the sound of the ear.

A colleague with a smile on his face walked up to Huang Hanting and patted him on the shoulder: "Huang Shilang, it's hard work! The innocent Huang Hanting nodded: "It's really hard." It caused everyone to laugh: "Then Huang Shilang must protect his waist well, don't stay up too late at night, Dawei still needs a capable and virtuous minister like Lord Shilang." Huang Hanting replied: "It's all within the scope of things, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning." ”

There was another burst of laughter, Huang Hanting didn't know it, and frowned slightly, is there something wrong?

Tang Zongfei shook his head with a smile, and walked aside, Huang Hanting, Hu Hanbin, Wang Siying and the four of them knew each other very early, and now the four of them are officials in the same dynasty, if the official position should be the highest in Huang Hanting, he has already done it at a young age, and he is the son-in-law of Zhou Yunyi, the supervisor of Qintian, who is the fast son-in-law of the dragon, can be described as prosperous, and there is no dispute with the world in terms of temperament, and there are few entanglements of interests. Secondly, it is Hu Hanbin, whose personality is not likable and too straight, but everyone knows that Hu Bianxiu has two major backers behind him, one is His Majesty the Emperor, and the other is a scholar, and Hu Hanbin is cultivated in the direction of auxiliary ministers, and his position in the future will only be higher, since he can't be provoked, can't he hide. As for Tang Zongfei himself, his biggest backer is far away in the Zhenbei Army, and his official position is not up or down, but he has the best popularity, he has the most friends, and he has the small actions of the Lord Zhongtang from time to time to beat openly and secretly, and Tang Zongfei's future is limitless.

But Tang Zongfei has always been concerned about Wang Siying, who has entered the tent of Chu Renfeng, this person is so deep in the city and the secret of his mind that he can not be dealt with simply, if he can soar into the sky in the future, he will definitely become a strong enemy, not to mention, just the fact that he has been the head of the cell for two years in the east prison of the city, he Tang Zongfei will never be able to do it. Beware of paying attention to Wang Siying, it is not that Tang Zongfei has the intention to carry out partisan struggle, but there is a feeling in his heart that he will definitely go against Wang Siying in some aspects in the future.

Tang Zongfei subconsciously looked at the back of the team, on weekdays, Wang Siying would stand at the back of the team, but today he was gone.

"Open the city gate!" A solemn shout sounded, attracting Tang Zongfei's attention, the heavy ironclad city gate slowly opened, the first thing that caught your eye was the Jinshui Bridge, across the Jinshui Bridge, through the Taihe Gate, you can reach the Taihe Hall in a thousand steps north.

The civil and military officials, who were still noisy just now, suddenly fell silent, shook off their sleeves and shook off the dust, cleaned themselves with the silence before the face saint, arranged according to their official positions, and slowly entered the palace.

Tang Zongfei walked in the middle and back position, looked up at the surprisingly large sun, lowered his head and continued to move forward, the empty Taihe Hall was a hundred zhang deep and wide, and it was completely able to accommodate hundreds of civil and military officials.

Everyone had just entered the Taihe Palace, and there was a uniform pace outside the hall, and the three thousand Xuanjia troops surrounded the Taihe Palace, the swords and armor collided, the armor was shining, and they stomped their feet violently, and a muffled thunder sounded.

Tang Zongfei's face tightened, such a formation, it's not good, something big is going to happen!

Xue Xiangsong entered the hall with an armor and sword, in the past, where was he qualified to enter the Taihe Hall so majesticly, today he felt high-spirited, he didn't sleep last night, everything was not going well, but his spirit was very high.

Walking to the front, Xue Xiangsong and Sun Jingchu stood side by side, their eyes squinted at each other, the corners of their mouths hooked an arc, sneered, and suddenly knelt on one knee, shouting: "Welcome to the holy driver!"

The civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty looked at each other, His Majesty returned to Beijing, why haven't I heard any information, since His Majesty has returned, it is also time to welcome the holy car, many people have already knelt down, and some people feel that things are strange, and they did not kneel, but waited and watched, among which Hu Hanbin was in this column, his waist was straight, looking behind the screen, and a faint figure came out.

The first to walk out was Su Kesha Su Shangshu, followed by Su Qian'er and the fake emperor, Hu Hanbin stared at the face of the fake emperor, his heart was slightly surprised, this surprise had not subsided, his eyes opened wider.

Li Xiuce, the little prince of the Northern Wei Dynasty, who was dressed in a dragon robe, walked out with a smile on his face, limped to the dragon chair, sat down slowly, and looked up at the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, which were uneven, some knelt down, and some never knelt.

He nodded at the people who had never knelt down: "Xue Xiangsong, pull out those who have not knelt down and behead them." ”