Chapter 44: The Beijing Revolution 2

Confused!

If even the emperor can't be sure of the identity of the foreign army, then ...... Isn't it completely out of control?! Thinking like this, Zhao Pengfei's heart felt as if he had been stabbed violently and then pulled out, and his body lost strength in an instant.

glanced at the emperor who was facing away from him, and shook his head twice vigorously from side to side, trying to make him sober up.

It is a fact that has been witnessed by all in the past that the emperor never fights uncertain battles! Zhang Pengfei found that in fact, he was still quite inclined to the emperor here, otherwise, why would he be nervous? Why does it feel like you've been drained of energy?

I don't know whether it is the inertia of dependence or the index of expectations, he thinks that the emperor should be strategizing.

"Won't?"

The emperor's tone was faint, as if the wine had been overdosed by unscrupulous vendors.

"How sure can you say - no!"

Oh, yes! How dare you say no.

Just trust in the emperor? Or do you want to live as usual? Maybe it's just against the rebels?

Looking at the past hesitantly, he has never been as solemn as now, and said slowly: "Da Antai is like the rising sun!" ”

Suddenly turned around, stared at Zhao Pengfei with blazing eyes for a long time, and slowly paced back to the bookcase, the emperor gently closed his eyes.

Some are satisfied with his statement, "Da Antai is like the rising sun" naturally means that it will not perish, at least not for now! At the same time, it shows his confidence and attitude, although the emperor does not dare to believe him easily, but he is still quite pleased with the courtiers who have shown their loyalty to him, especially now.

"Go back to the yamen and sit steadily, if there is an arrangement, ......, I will pass on the decree to you."

"Obey the Divine Commandment! Wechen retired. ”

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Sitting in the yamen of the military department, it was not until it was dark that Zhao Pengfei thought about some things clearly, such as the identity of the foreign army, and for example, he had the sentence "Da Antai is like the rising sun" as if he was helping......

What if it was said at the time? Will the emperor let him go back to the yamen and sit steadily?

Thinking about it, Zhao Pengfei looked at the sky outside the house, and even the strength to smile bitterly was a little lacking.

"Uncle, do you want to go home for dinner?"

After being reminded by his nephew, Zhao Pengfei realized that he was really hungry, and he fell asleep soon after returning to the yamen from the palace.

Still, he felt happy.

I figured out something, and at the same time got some news.

There are people coming in and out of the front and back doors of the old prince's mansion from time to time, some out of Kyoto City, and some going back and forth to the mansions of the lords.

Prince Jing's place is even more lively, from high-ranking officials and nobles to gangsters in the market, there is also an endless stream.

As for Prince Qing, there are six fast horses out of Kyoto City.

All of this should tell a lot about it.

"Let's go, go home and drink a pot with me, Lao Tzu is hungry and his chest is on his back!" Huo Ran got up, and Zhao Pengfei suddenly regained his vitality as if he was returning to the light.

Since the emperor didn't want to startle the fish in the water, he naturally had his reasons.

Right! The emperor is fishing!

Thinking like this, Zhao Pengfei looked at the cloudy sky, he was no longer as depressed as Chen Shi, smiled slightly, and his steps were much lighter.

The old man was chattering, and Zhao Sheng hurriedly followed behind him and muttered secretly.

There are two sides to everything, and there is not just one side or one explanation.

Just like now, Zhao Pengfei feels that he is in a happy mood, naturally some people are not happy, and some people are depressed and depressed......

Old Prince Rong was the opposite of Zhao Pengfei at this time, the fat on his body made him feel irritable, and he needed to wipe it from time to time to feel that the clear eye feces made him even more annoying.

I didn't expect the emperor to make a move on the occasion of the Spring Festival, but fortunately, he gathered the controllable military force 800 miles away in advance, but fortunately, he said that he was sick and did not show up when he worshiped his ancestors yesterday. I never thought that Prince Jing, who seemed to be ordinary, would act like this.

Fortunately, before the near future, I discussed with my nephew Prince Jing, and I must not show up to participate in all matters at the same time, no matter what kind of excuse I can't! If you take care of each other, you should be able to contain the emperor from being caught all at once.

"Report to the prince, the flying pigeon sent a letter, saying that it is less than four hundred miles away from Kyoto......

Gently pushing open the door, the old butler hurriedly walked to the bookcase and said with a solemn face.

"Well...... send a message to Wang Xing and set up camp a hundred miles away, and wait for me to make a decision."

"Wait? Small ......"

The eye droppings are a little obstructive again, and the look at the steward is a little blurry.

Old Prince Rong wiped it hatefully, and muttered, "Don't wait? Rash attack is not shot into a hedgehog by the bow and crossbow on the city wall?! Besides, wait for my two nephews to make a move, so why don't you have a care? Alas! The consideration was taken into account, but the emperor's action this time was really fast, but it was unexpected! ”

"Lord Wang, please forgive the little stupidity, you said that the two nephews are ......"

Looking at the blur is one of them, the old prince Rong is also in a bad mood, and said in a sullen voice: "Naturally, it is the emperor and Prince Jing!" ”

"Oh!"

The steward replied softly, but in fact, he was still not very clear in his heart, why not Prince Jing and Prince Qing? I had the heart to inquire for fear of provoking the master not to be seen, so I said goodbye and left the house.

It's time to light a fire for Prince Qing! The old prince who closed his eyes muttered, and said in his heart, you kid want to stand on the edge of the stem and get the benefit of the fisherman, and you think my old man can't see it? Drag your kid down and wet your shoes, I believe that Prince Jing is willing to see it, and the emperor is even more willing to see that result.

Hum! He snorted heavily, and his heart became more and more restless.

The three nephews didn't have a single fuel-efficient lamp! Prince Jing and Prince Qing have been watching the throne for a long time, but none of them dared to make a move, worrying about success or failure, and even more worried about breaking the wings that have been cultivated over the years.

With such hesitant behavior, how can it be like Lao Tzu wanted to dare to show his skills back then, thinking, Old Prince Rong suddenly opened his eyes and ......, and his eyes were blurred, how could it be as bright as back then?

Alas!...... Old! Thinking like this, he shook his head slightly and said to himself: "The speed of the boss should be comparable to it, it's been such an hour, why haven't you seen anyone talking!" Fuck it! Still want to play Lao Tzu's bare pole? ”

Now the two of them are like grasshoppers on a rope, he naturally understands in his heart, and he just complains to relieve the pressure in his heart! I believe that without his help to help the legion, Prince Jing may not even be able to fight with the courage to fight.

"Lord Yu, someone from Prince Jing's Mansion has passed the word......

"Pass..., pass quickly!"