At the beginning of the lanterns, seeing off the eldest grandson Wuji and the future eldest grandson empress, Xiao Han leaned against the door of Mingyue Xuan, quietly watching the pedestrians on the street gradually become sparse.

"Hey, come over for a drink?"

The owner of the fair teahouse next to him walked out of the store, raised the wine jar in his hand at Xiao Han, and laughed loudly.

Xiao Han came back to his senses, turned his head to look at him, shook his head with a smile and refused: "Forget it, I'm not in the mood today." ”

"Oh?" The teahouse owner raised his eyebrows, and his voice was a little strange: "Why are you not in the mood at this time?" Aren't all these things you want to see right now? What happened today, are you still afraid that it can make people turn the tables? ”

"Turnaround?" Xiao Han smiled self-deprecatingly, "I've never won, so why turn the tables around?" ”

The teahouse owner frowned when he heard this: "Huh? Haven't won? Is the current situation not winning? Is there something I don't know about this? ”

"There's so much you don't know! Don't think that if you get a few messages, you will become the real Bai Xiaosheng! ”

Xiao Han's mood suddenly became very bad, and with a cold snort, he walked directly into Mingyue Xuan, leaving the teahouse owner standing outside, looking at Xiao Han's back and puzzled.

"It's so unfair to take so much of my information, and now complain that I know less, right?"

The wind in the street, suddenly getting stronger, blows a few bits of cold stuff on the face of the teahouse owner.

The teahouse owner looked up, but saw a gloomy sky, and finally snowflakes were floating again.

"It's snowing?"

"It's snowing!"

At this time, there are many people watching the snow with the shopkeeper.

Li Jiancheng in the palace, Li Shimin on the march, and Yang Wengan, who had just woken up in Gyeongju, were all looking up at the sky at this time, but the situation and thoughts of each of them were only clear to them.

The heavy snow on the evening of the fourth day of the Lunar New Year was very heavy and urgent!

In just one night, the snow outside was almost two feet thick, and the traffic in the entire Guanzhong seemed to be blocked by this sudden heavy snowfall.

The fifth day of the first month.

When the heavy snow stopped, Li Shimin's army was already close to Gyeongju Baili at this time.

It's just that it snowed heavily all night yesterday, making the rest of their journey extremely difficult.

In the ranks, those from the middle army and the rear army were better, walking the road that the people in front of them had stepped on, although the road was slippery, it was not too difficult to walk.

It is the people who have suffered from the former army, and in front of them, they are all soft snow.

As soon as you step down, the snow goes straight to the crook of your knee, and when you pull it out again, your boots are filled with snow.

"Report, the gate of Gyeongju is closed, but the flag remains the same."

"Report, there are scouts ahead!"

"Report, many soldiers of the former army are frostbitten their hands and feet, and General Cheng asks to suspend the pace of marching!"

Li Shimin slowly followed the army forward, and news came one after another in his ears, which gradually converged into a three-dimensional conceptual map of the battlefield in his mind.

"Slow down. Continue to send people to monitor Gyeongju. Pyrosin drove the scouts into the city! ”

"Whoa!"

One after another orders were issued, and watching the herald leave in a hurry, Li Shimin suddenly glanced at the northwest from a distance, and his heart was also a little impatient.

Communication in this era is still too inconvenient!

Coupled with this heavy snowfall, the delivery speed of the message has been slowed down by several times!

He doesn't know what Gyeongju City in front of him is like now!

I don't know if Yang Wengan chooses to resist or surrender in the face of the pressure of the army.

In short, the future is now blank, just like the snow in the vast world, everything has become blurred.

"Knowing that you are going to die, everyone will fight, right? Not to mention that I brought 50,000 people with me this time, which is enough for him to see hope! ”

muttering to himself in his heart, Li Shimin's gaze finally gradually became firm.

He was a very decisive man.

No regrets! Having come this far, he has no way back.

If Yang Wen can't be forced to rebel this time, then the game that has been painstakingly done these days will fail completely!

And the next counterattack of the prince will also make it more difficult for him to resist.

"Now, there is an opportunity for Yang Wengan to make up his mind!"

Clenched his fists, Li Shimin thought. At the same time, Xue Shu, who was hundreds of miles away, was also thinking hard about where this opportunity would be.

In Gyeongju City, more than a dozen people have gathered in the main hall of the Governor's Mansion, and these are all Yang Wengan's cronies.

Some of them came here in the wind and snow last night, and at this time they gathered together and whispered to each other, but their expressions were a little complicated and ugly.

"Everyone is coming?"

With a dry voice, the huge hall immediately fell silent, and then everyone's eyes were fixed on the figure coming from behind.

There is no doubt that the person who came was Yang Wengan!

At this time, although Yang Wengan had woken up, he suddenly encountered a blow, and it seemed that his spirit was still a little sluggish, and even when he walked around, he was not as vigorous as before, but became a little vain.

This is also due to the fact that he was born as a martial artist, and he wants to change to a literati, in this case, it is estimated that he can get out of bed or not.

Step by step to the main seat and sat down, Yang Wengan glanced up at everyone present, and coughed lightly: "Ahem, everyone has heard about the things outside now, right?" ”

When everyone in the hall heard this, they all nodded subconsciously, but none of them spoke first.

They all know the form at this time, so they are all waiting, waiting to see others jump out and take a stand.

Yang Wengan, who was on the main seat, seemed to have guessed that it would be like this, his eyes roamed around everyone, and then patted the armrest of the chair and said: "I won't say much nonsense, now the court says that we are rebelling, and the army is outside the city!" Now I called you here to hear your opinions, everyone said, don't blame those who are wrong, and reward those who are right. ”

"Buzz ......"

This time, there was a slight commotion in the hall, and several people looked at Wang Wenju a little distantly, and they may all be thinking in their hearts: The court said that the rebel was you, not us! If you want to raid your family and destroy your family, you will also be destroyed, don't pull us in.

"Why don't we go talk to King Qin? Someone must have made a mistake in this matter, how can we rebel? ”

After waiting for a long time, just when Yang Wengan was gradually losing patience, a middle-aged scribe finally spoke tentatively.

And immediately after, many people nodded in agreement.

In these years, they are all dead friends and immortal poor people! Rebellion! This is a great crime of raiding the family and exterminating the family! Who wants to be charged with such a crime without clarity?

"Do you want to talk?" Yang Wengan asked lightly.

"Yes, peace talks! This is a calamity! ”

"Yes, yes, who did we recruit to provoke whom, why do you say that we rebelled? The court must have made a mistake! ”

“……”