Chapter Forty-Eight: The Soldiers Descend on the City 2

Firmly believe that life is the same as it is, and look at this Kyoto mutiny - only the people! Who sits in the world is not the same, sunrise and sunset, always put chopsticks on the table after dinner, either the taste and quality of the food is not very satisfactory or another bowl to fill the stomach.

I think that there are heroes in troubled times, and I can't help but be eager to try! Why is this the case? Who will win and who will lose? Will he die at the hands of his enemies? Naturally, it will not be considered. There is a chance for a carp to jump into the dragon gate to rewrite his life, and naturally leave anything but fame behind.

The veterans, who have a little more experience and have walked a few more bridges and eaten dry rice for a few years, are all in a heavy mood, frowning and looking at the black pressure outside the city, and their palms are already sweaty and damp.

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"Say it to the king again!"

Staring at the big eyes like copper bells, Prince Rong's face was full of disbelief, he was suspicious, suspected that he was too nervous and had auditory hallucinations.

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The soldiers sent by Zhao Pengfei were already frightened and still dripping, "Click...... Click" knocked on the upper teeth and trembled and repeated it again, still resentful in his heart, it was the damn Commander who sent such a deadly hanging ball errand, isn't it that you didn't make a timely confession last month, so you don't want to see it?!

"Click, click, click......", the tea cup in Prince Qing's hand sounded even more crisp!

"Get out! Roll on! ”

Like a wolf enraged by the grimace of the little white rabbit across the river, roaring and throwing the teacup at the soldier kneeling in front of the bookcase. Immediately afterwards, Prince Qing stood up and knocked the bookcase to the ground at the same time.

There was a boom.

The soldier seemed to be frightened by the thunder, and he didn't dare to look back, he could save his life from being innocently wiped out, and made up his mind to go home and give his ancestor a pillar of incense.

There is no doubt that this is being put together by the emperor's uncle and brother.

"Crazy! It's crazy! Furiously circling around the house, Prince Qing shouted to the guards who rushed into the house: "Get out! Get out of the house for this king......"

Who's crazy? Looks like you're crazy! The steward secretly scolded himself, and did not dare to have a different face, and beckoned the guard to exit the room.

Two lost dogs! When they are leaving, they want to be backed by King Labon, which is really a pipe dream! Thinking like this, Prince Qing looked down at the overturned bookcase, full of sarcasm, and after a while, shouted: "Steward, come into the house." ”

"Lord, what do you command?"

Hesitating into the house, the steward thought to himself, I was just kicked out of the house by you, and I changed my mind after a fart, it seems that the Kyoto Mutiny made the prince insane.

"Immediately send a clever person out of the house, go to the gate of the city to watch, if Prince Rong and Prince Jing go out of the city, immediately return to the house!"

"Yes!"

"Wait...... send another person to listen to the wind at the city gate!"

"Yes! Rajah. ”

The steward responded and hurried away.

It's getting more and more lively! At this time, the officialdom of Kyoto City was no less than experiencing a strong earthquake, and the stakes of the division gradually surfaced, first extending from the three old and new princes themselves, and soon affecting the civil and military officials. The tree fell and the monkeys scattered may be able to explain, but the monkeys also have no branches and leaves to cover, so Shi Shiran jumped into everyone's eyes.

As Prince Jing rushed to the gate of the city, most of them were civilians, and there were few military generals, why was there such a disparity? Maybe someone can think of it, such as the emperor.

Sitting in the Jinluan Palace, the emperor has the style of an old man fishing by the sea, looking leisurely outside the hall, the ancient well has no waves.

"Holy ......"

"Huh? Pan Xiang has something to say? ”

Retracted his gaze to the outside of the hall, and felt a faint dislike in his heart! In fact, he had been listening with his ears sideways, wanting to hear the sound of shouting and killing from outside the city!

"Holy one, forgive the old man for being foolish,...... Why ...... and why will it ...... Kicking people out of the city? ”

There is no conclusive news, whether the three princes have left, the title of the three people is secretive, out of the city gate is rebellion, staying in the city they are still with the emperor or uncle, nephew or brother. As an old fox, Pan Xiang will never make low-level mistakes, but he always feels that something is wrong in his heart, so he can easily leave Kyoto City, doesn't he treat the emperor as nothing?

"Yes! Why? ”

Looking into the distance again, in fact, you can only see the rows of imperial city buildings, and then there is the sky that is half smaller than the entrance of the palace. But the emperor just watched it with relish, and he didn't know what tricks he could see.

I don't believe that the emperor will have no purpose, as far as his disposition of turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands for rain, according to past conventions, he can tolerate the courtiers to dump each other, and he can also tolerate the courtiers being greedy and perverting the law against each other, but according to the truth, he will not tolerate someone challenging his bottom line, and the emperor's relatives and relatives will definitely not do it!

The adults on both sides of the line turned their minds, occasionally looked up at the emperor with doubts, and quickly lowered their heads, there were few who could figure it out.

"I, respect him as an elder, respect him as an elder brother, and ...... Respect him as a brother! Want to seek a great Antai? Yes, I will fulfill them, and give them a chance to sit on the ...... of the world, the city gates...... It's the dividing line! You are the one who goes out of the gates、... I am me! ”

The emperor's words are like explanations and more like self-comfort.

In this way, it is not difficult to understand, this is a reason, a reason to hold the butcher knife high.

As for why, how it didn't take a long time to develop into this uncontrollable situation, at present, ......, it is too late for everyone to think deeply.

What do you think? I want to get the favor of the emperor from this time, and how to share the emperor's worries and sorrows......

"Holy Lord, don't be sad in vain, think about how many thieves still want to turn against the sky? ……”

"My emperor is blessed with heaven, and he will definitely kill the thief under the horse! It's also a big Antai! ”

There is no one who is stupid! At this time, he didn't say anything to let Pan Xiang take the lead, but Bai was mixed up with His Royal Highness Jin Luan in the officialdom.

"Good! Ok, good, good! Hahaha......"

The emperor who applauded again and again can be described as a dragon-faced joy, stroking his palms and laughing. "I, with such right-hand men as your courtiers, are you still afraid that the dark clouds will cover the sun for a while!? Write a credit for you first, and wait for the triumphant day to be rewarded! ”

It didn't take much effort to remember a merit, and everyone was happy and secretly happy! Such good things are rare, and they are indeed meritorious deeds in troubled times!

What I want is such an atmosphere, what I want is that the courtiers are scrambling, and the emperor, who is full of joy, slams his hand on the dragon chair, "Ladies and gentlemen, do you have a good way to control the enemy?" Hurry up and listen to me! If it is adopted by me, hahaha...... It will go down in history together! ”