The gate of the Imperial City slowly opened.

Ten horses' hooves stepped in.

Thick blood, permeating their mouths and noses.

Jiang Li rode a horse, the horse's mane was flying, and it seemed to be a sea of corpses and blood, and the ground was covered with messy arrows and corpses.

On the city wall, the corpses of the soldiers lay down in various positions, and the blood was drumming down the cracks in the city wall.

"What happened?"

The body of a messenger trembled, and the scene in front of him shocked his mind.

"Could it be the army of the North County, or the army of the West County that has entered the imperial capital?"

The other came and swallowed his spit.

Jiang Li pulled the reins, and the horses seemed to be full of unease because of the blood all over the ground.

"The Young Master of Beiluolu ......"

There was a strange brilliance in Jiang Li's eyes.

North Luo ...... Someone's coming?

......

Book Pavilion.

As always, it is quiet and elegant.

Mo Tianyu sat in front of the door of the library, studying the hexagram technique, while carrying a huge gourd, constantly pouring wine into his mouth.

Since he was pulled back from Beiluo City by the national teacher, Mo Tianyu has come to his senses, and he has grown.

He is no longer the unscrupulous and debauched Mo madman he used to be.

He understands that if he wants to be arrogant, he must first have strength, if he has Lu Fan's strength, then he can be arrogant, who dares to care about him?

As for fortune telling...... He didn't give up.

After all, this is his hobby, and he was already learning hexagram before he entered the master's door, so he couldn't let go.

Even if his hexagram technique frequently made mistakes, he still never gave up.

In this life, there is no regret in the hexagram pit.

In the attic.

There was a sound of footsteps, Mo Tianyu was stunned, but he saw that the master, who had been closed for many days, didn't know when, standing on the pavilion with his back and hands on his back, looking into the distance.

Kong Nanfei was dressed in Confucian clothes, walked out from behind the master, and also looked at it.

"The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings. ”

"Do you feel it? The wind of the Imperial Capital...... It's starting to change. ”

The national teacher said slowly.

Kong Nanfei bowed: "Lu Ping'an's maid and coachman rode into the imperial capital with five hundred iron from Beiluo. ”

"Lu Ping'an's purpose is very simple, he is going to use the means of cleaning up the Beiluo City family to sweep away all the corrupt families in the imperial capital. ”

"However, although the Dijing family group is not as powerful as the families of the southern and northern counties, because the relationship with the imperial court minister group is too close, it will affect the whole body, so it is extremely difficult to clean up. ”

The master smiled, and his white hair shook in the wind.

"Someone once said that in troubled times, the old man didn't care, after all, under the heavy canon, it will destroy the original order, which is not good for the country and the people. ”

"But...... Today's Da Zhou, there is nothing to lose, no matter how bad it is, how bad can it be?"

National Teacher's Road.

Kong Nanfei was stunned.

"It's still Lu Ping'an's ability to see through it......"

The national teacher sighed.

......

Imperial capital, Zijin Palace.

Yu Wenxiu finished reading the secret letter in his hand, and his eyes burst out with fiery brilliance.

"Do what I don't dare to do......"

"It is worthy of Lu Ping'an. ”

The secret letter in his hand was clenched tightly by Yu Wenxiu and crumpled into a ball.

"Kill them all!"

"These people actually dare to secretly recruit troops, and even the military power of the imperial capital has begun to be involved, is this a rebellion?!"

"Once a military rebellion breaks out in the imperial capital, the hope of the Great Zhou will be completely extinguished. ”

"What a hate!"

Yu Wenxiu's face was cold, and she slapped her palm on the desk.

He felt that what he was doing as an emperor was really aggrieved.

The Manchu Dynasty was civil and military, and none of them could be used, and almost all of them were courtiers with ghosts.

The old eunuch stood on one side, his face also cold.

The inconspicuous Prime Minister Zhao Kuo, who seemed to have half a foot in the coffin, still had such a hand.

"It's a pity, Lu Ping'an can't go out of Beiluo and assist my court, if there is Lu Ping'an to assist, the world will be under the command of the Great Zhou. ”

Yu Wenxiu sighed.

The old eunuch listened to Yu Wenxiu's sigh and shook his head.

This time, if it weren't for He Shou's paper written too much, the young master of Beiluolu wouldn't even bother to send someone to the imperial capital.

It is impossible for such a character to be willing to live under others and become a courtier.

Even if Lu Fan is willing, the Son of Heaven may not dare to accept it.

......

Wangxiang Building.

He Shou's face was extremely ugly, and he looked at the panting little guy.

"My lord, the surroundings of Wangxianglou are surrounded by iron horsemen wearing armor and riding horses, and we will wait...... Can't get out!"

The slave knelt on the ground, his forehead covered with cold sweat of fear, and said.

"Let's go!"

He Shou's face changed greatly, and the surrounding ministers were also full of horror, and hurriedly went downstairs.

But they heard that outside the Wangxiang Building, the sound of horses' hooves exploded, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to go to the main gate and went to the side door.

"Beiluo thieves are ruthless, I'll go to Xiangfu as soon as possible and discuss with Xiangye!"

He Shou hurriedly said.

He even felt that it was not safe to go out like this, so he changed clothes with the minions and went out through the side door.

However.

As soon as he got out of the side door, he found that Beiluo Tieqi was coldly blocking the road.

He Shou's face turned pale, and several ministers around him also trembled, and turned around to leave, but when they heard the sound of horses' hooves, they suddenly approached, and a knife that was still dripping blood was in front of them.

"Who is He Shou?"

Luo Cheng took the knife on his shoulder, his eyes were cold, and asked.

In the distance, Nie Changqing came by car.

"You literati just like to be sad, do things like ambushes, and like to appreciate from above, do you still have to chant a poem to be happy?"

Nie Changqing was dressed in white, came by car, and said lightly.

He glanced at the group of people who were stopped, and with his eyesight, he could naturally see the difference.

Although He Shou and the others were wearing the clothes of slaves, they did not have the temperament of slaves, and people could see the difference at a glance.

He Shou had already regretted it in his heart.

The methods of Ning Zhao, Nie Changqing and the others completely frightened him, and thousands of arrows couldn't get close to it...... Is this still the martial artist he knows?

Martial artists, even if they reach the realm of grandmasters, are not able to withstand thousands of troops and horses, and they are no match for thousands of arrows.

In this ambush, he mobilized 3,000 elite soldiers from Xiangye, wanting to kill the coachman and maidservant of the young master of Beiluolu, and the spirit of the young master of Beiluolu.

Who would have thought that such an unbelievable thing had happened.

Let thousands of arrows rain freeze in the air, and all of them fall to the ground.

A pig-killing knife in the air kills people like slaughtering dogs......

All these things made He Shou's heart tremble.

Nie Changqing carried a pig-killing knife, hunted in a white shirt, and walked slowly.

"Who is He Shou? Report this person, but he will not die. ”

Nie Changqing said.

The ministers who changed into slave clothes at the bottom had already hated He Shou who invited them to observe.

At this time, when he heard Nie Changqing's words, he rushed to be the first to point out He Shou without hesitation.

He Shou's face was pale and angry.

Luo Cheng glared angrily, and with a "poof", he pulled out the long knife at his waist and slashed at He Shou's neck.

"That bullshit is what you wrote?"

"What kind of thing are you, you dare to insult the young master?!"

The long knife slashed through the void, exuding a terrifying sharpness.

He Shou's frightened face was like earth.

He regretted it, why did he die to come to this Wangxiang Tower?!

"Wait. ”

However, Nie Changqing stopped Luo Cheng's movements.

"Let him die like this, it's too cheap for him, let him see what his piece of paper has brought to the imperial capital......"

Nie Changqing said.

"You can go. ”

After that, Nie Changqing pointed to the minister who first pointed out He Shou's identity.

The minister wept with joy and ran away in a hurry.

Nie Changqing looked at the embarrassed figure and sighed.

The ministers of the Great Zhou Dynasty are all such goods, and they have no backbone at all, no wonder the imperial capital will fall into chaos.

"Others, killed. ”

Nie Changqing said lightly.

When the words fell, Luo Cheng's soldiers drew their knives one after another.

These ministers who came to see the excitement were stained with blood.

He Shou collapsed on the ground, a foul smell came from his lower body, and a nearby minister, blood rushed all over his face, and he ...... Incontinence.

In the carriage, behind the curtain.

Ning Zhao's voice came: "The minister who was arrested in Beiluo City has made the family power of the imperial capital clear, let's take our time." ”

Nie Changqing turned over into the carriage and drove away.

Luo Cheng glanced at Luo Cheng with slanted eyes, lifted him with one hand, turned over on his horse, and left Wangxianglou with five hundred iron horses.

Five hundred iron horsemen crisscrossed the long street of Dijing, and the relatives of the people on both sides did not dare to speak.

The Qian family, one of the imperial families, the head of the Qian family, is a courtier of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and is a loyal supporter of Prime Minister Zhao Kuo.

Beiluo 500 iron horsemen came to Qianfu.

Break straight in.

There was no hypocrisy and wrongdoing, Nie Changqing was holding a pig-killing knife, and the guards of the Qian Mansion came one after another, but Nie Changqing only solved the battle with two knives.

Luo Cheng led five hundred iron horsemen to rush into the mansion and escorted the Zhou family, except for the female dependents and children.

The head of the Zhou family knelt on the ground, crying.

"Beiluo thief......! Why should you dispose of my Zhou family!!!!"

Behind the carriage curtain.

A faint voice wafted out.

"The Zhou family, there are thirteen articles on the play, one by one to impeach my young master of Beiluo, and more widely copy the text and spread rumors, as for the private placement of soldiers and horses, the crime of corruption and perversion of the law is not much to say, the crime is extremely ......."

"Kill. ”

The words fell.

Luo Cheng ordered, and the Beiluo Iron Cavalry was the knife.

Blood splattered several feet.

He Shou, who was carried by Luo Cheng, witnessed this scene with his own eyes, and his face became more and more pale.

He Shou thought that this was the end, but found that the fall of the Zhou family was only the beginning.

Next.

Beiluo 500 iron horses, surrounded by a carriage, did not hurry or slow, entered the gate of the major families in the imperial capital.

One luxury mansion after another was broken down.

One by one, the families perished under the Iron Horseman.

Beiluo Iron Cavalry, like a sharp steel knife, stirred up the storm in the imperial capital and harvested a wealthy family.

How many begs for mercy, how many howls.

Under the accusation of Ning Zhao's complaint, it came to an abrupt end.

The evil deeds done by these families are innumerable, but ......

Their greatest culpability is to write many pieces of music to impeach the young master of Beiluolu.

A rain of blood enveloped the imperial capital.

After jumping for a long time, the Dijing family was finally killed by the Beiluo Iron Cavalry.

I felt the fear of being dominated by Young Master Lu.