When Emperor Ling and his entourage hurried to the Suzaku Gate of the North Palace, the tragic battle had just come to an end, and there were shocking pools of blood and bloody corpses everywhere.

Although there were only about fifty killers in the Ren line, they were all selected masters, and in the sudden attack of suicide just now, their terrifying combat power made all the palace guards who participated in the war feel like they were in a nightmare that was difficult to wake up from.

Without the command of the leader, the killers fought separately and frantically launched an attack on the palace gate. The hundred guards guarding the gate were almost wiped out, and if it weren't for the armor soldiers in the Fudao and the continuous stream of reinforcements in the palace, these killers might have directly attacked the deep palace.

Despite this, the palace gate still changed hands several times, and hundreds of guards were forced to retreat. It wasn't until a person appeared that the decline was completely reversed, and the Sword God Wang Yue was finally alarmed.

The miserable sword light tore through the dark night sky, and no one could stop Wang Yue's three swords. The killers' offensive was crushed, but even Wang Yue was moved by their will to defend themselves and their unpredictable killing methods. He could only think of one name----- Huiren House!

All fifty killers were left on the spot, until they were killed in battle, and none of them showed any intention of retreating, they were not only killers, but also real dead soldiers. One hundred and ninety-two guards became their martyrs, such a proportion of battle losses, the corners of everyone's eyes jumped, if there were five hundred such killers, did it mean that they could easily capture Beigong?

Lingdi Mu stood expressionlessly outside the palace gate, unable to see any joy, anger and sorrow, only within the long sleeved robe, there was an occasional sound of "click" crisp bone joints clenching, revealing the anger in his heart.

Even when he was assassinated in Yiyang and then chased and killed all the way, he never showed such terrible emotions. But this time is different, this time it is in his imperial capital, his palace, and his doorstep, this is a naked contempt for the imperial power of the Han Dynasty, and a merciless provocation to him Liu Hong!

The corpses of the battle-dead were carried away in front of him, but none of the courtiers dared to step forward and persuade the Son of Heaven to stay away from this bloody place. Everyone's hearts are thinking about one sentence repeatedly: "The wrath of the Son of Heaven, millions of corpses!" ”

A bloody corpse was carried down, and the fierce expression on the face of the deceased and the eyes that never closed fully illustrated his unwillingness and resentment when he was dying.

The corners of Emperor Ling's mouth twitched involuntarily, Zhang Zhong, the captain of Si Li, this is one of his very few confidants, with an honorable identity and a good job, he died here in such a nest.

He Jin stood behind the Spirit Emperor, and there was also a trace of sadness in his heart. He and Zhang Zhong are both relatives of the emperor and the country, and they have a relationship between superiors and subordinates, and they have always had a deep relationship, and Zhang Zhong's death is undoubtedly a major loss for their faction, but .........

A glimmer of light suddenly flashed in He Jin's eyes, he had lived in Henan Yin for a long time, and was in charge of twenty-one counties, including the imperial capital, which could be said to be in power, as long as he took one step further, he would be the captain of Si Li. This lieutenant is not only the governor of a state in the thirteen states of the world, but his authority can supervise hundreds of officials in the court, and he has the power of life and death, not to mention, he is also in charge of a team of 2,000 officials and apprentices in the central capital. Within a radius of thousands of miles from the imperial capital, the captain of Sili can definitely be called a real power position under one person and above ten thousand people.

As soon as Zhang Zhong dies, among the henchmen of the Son of Heaven, who will be the candidate who can have the qualifications and ability to take on this position? The answer seems to be on the horizon.

He Jin suddenly and quietly twisted his thigh, and a strong pain interrupted the smile on his face that he was about to hide, and he showed an extremely strange expression.

The expression on the Spirit Emperor's face finally eased a little, and he saw a bloodied figure walking towards him.

Renji, maybe he should be called Renyi by now.

He slowly knelt at the feet of the Spirit Emperor, and said in a hoarse voice: "Minister Cui Jun is not effective in guarding the palace, I beg Your Majesty to give him death!" ”

Emperor Ling didn't care about Cui Jun's bloodstains all over his body, and helped him up, but inadvertently touched the wound on his body, Cui Jun's face distorted, and he let out a muffled snort.

Emperor Ling said apologetically: "Cui Qing doesn't need to say it, you are a thief in your hand, and you are injured and fighting, what is the crime?" ”

He thought for a while and said, "Immediately send the imperial doctor to treat Cui Qing's injuries." ”

Cui Jun's eyes were full of tears, he fell to the ground heavily, and hissed: "Heavenly grace! ”

His tears were by no means disguised, and he thought of Renichi and his brothers, who were calmly dying. In the fierce battle of Shicai, he personally killed three of his subordinates.

Like Renyi, when his long knife slashed at his brother, everyone showed a sense of relief and relief, and without hesitation, they met it with their chests, and cut a bloody mark on him in moderation.

He finally understood one thing, he was the only one in the dark in the whole plan. All the brothers who participated in the operation had already made their mission clear from the beginning: to exchange their lives for his continued lurking.

Emperor Ling's words continued to ring in his ears: "Cui Qing, please rest assured, after the injury is healed, I will be reused!" ”

Cui Jun tried his best to suppress the strong urge to strangle the Spirit Emperor, turning all the pain and hatred in his heart into gushing tears, and shouted wildly: "The minister must die for His Majesty!" ”

He roared in his heart: Yes, I will definitely die, and I will definitely die to kill you, but it is not yet time.

Nan Ying watched the tearful Cui Jun being helped down, and a very inappropriate feeling rose in his heart, but unfortunately he didn't know why this feeling arose, and he couldn't think about it calmly, otherwise he would definitely notice the crazy color in the depths of Cui Jun's pupils and the few innocuous wounds on his body.

He was agitated for something else, even a little flustered.

The feudal title in history is not such a way to die, and that Ma Yuanyi, shouldn't he also fall into the hands of the Spirit Emperor and be torn apart? What's going on? Could it be that because of his gently flapping wings, he has completely changed the direction of history?

This is the situation that Nanying has always been most worried about, and he clearly understands that in this cruel era, even if he is a modern warrior who has experienced a lot of battles, he cannot become a survival in the slightest. The five thousand elites of the Eagle's Nest are just small splashes in the turbulent waves, and they can't make any big waves.

His greatest talisman is still the mastery of history, so that he can have foresight and always be one step ahead of the peak.

But now, the development of the situation seems to be slowly deviating from its expected track, heading towards an unpredictable historical path.

He almost screamed in distress, what should I do? His arrival is already a change, and for the survival of himself and Gao Shun, Dian Wei and all the Eagle's Nest brothers, he can only change. However, the consequence of change is that everything changes, and I can no longer make any accurate calculations and layouts for the general trend of the world in the future. This is really a very contradictory thing.

Nanying was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, and he noticed a lonely figure in front of him who seemed to be trembling slightly.

Nan Ying looked at it from the side, the seemingly calm face of the Spirit Emperor turned a little pale, and he felt the anger, panic, helplessness, and worry in his heart at this time, and there was a trace of apology in his heart, in fact, he could have avoided this incident.

As long as he confessed to Emperor Ling, the traitor was Feng Zhen, so I was afraid that Feng Zhen would never have a chance to come to the Vermilion Bird Gate, let alone take the opportunity to kill Zhang Zhong.

With Emperor Ling's trust in him, Nan Ying believed that even if he couldn't produce any evidence, Emperor Ling would definitely not hesitate to take the title. The question is how to explain this after the fact.

Nan Ying thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't find a suitable reason, he smiled helplessly, his wisdom was still too shallow, far inferior to a demon like Jia Xu!

He couldn't help but look at Jia Xu.

Jia Xu was still masked, but there was no trace of waves in his calm eyes, as if the hundreds of corpses in front of him had nothing to do with him.

Nanying woke up in horror, not bad! What does it have to do with yourself if you have more people dead? Perhaps, he just couldn't bear to see the back of the Spirit Emperor so lonely. Am you too affectionate? The person in front of him is just a faint monarch in history!

Emperor Ling's voice finally sounded, and there was a trace of tiredness in his resolute tone: "Immediately announce Zhang Rang and Xu Feng into the palace, and I will personally interrogate!" ”

He turned around slowly, as if asking Nan Ying, and as if asking himself: "These two people, could they be traitors?" ”

Nan Ying said in a low voice: "I believe that now that the assassination of Feng Yu into the palace has reached the ears of these two people, their reaction is the best proof!" ”

"Bang" The Spirit Emperor slammed his palm on the dragon table, and all the decorations on it bounced up.

"What!" Emperor Ling finally broke out, "Xu Feng committed suicide? ”

He Jin knelt down at the foot of the steps, not daring to raise his head, it was no longer time to celebrate Xu Feng's suicide, he instinctively felt that there was a killing intent in the heart of the Spirit Emperor.

Feng Yu and Xu Feng can be regarded as close ministers of the Son of Heaven, but they have successively exposed their identities as traitors. This is enough to give any king the illusion that the courtiers around him have problems? If you miss a word at this time, it is very likely to lead to death.

Sure enough, the Spirit Emperor thought for a while, and said with a smile: "It's really a rare thing!" There are so many talented people around me, but I don't even notice it! It seems that I don't know people at all! ”

His tone was full of slaughter and coldness: "I'm almost blind, I don't know who else to trust, I'm a faint king!" He Qing, are you right? ”

He Jin only felt a cold air surging up from under his feet, and his teeth couldn't help but close tightly, but he didn't know how to reply, all the imperial majesty seemed to be enveloped in his body, pressing him out of breath and unable to speak.

He really wanted someone to answer the question for him, to remove the stone that was pressing on his head. But he knew that there was no one in the main hall except for those few masked mysterious figures, and no one dared to face the Spirit Emperor who was about to erupt like a volcano.

Suddenly, a faint voice said, "Your Majesty is wrong! ”

He Jin couldn't believe his ears, who was so bold? Don't want to live anymore? The sweat on his forehead finally flowed, waiting for the Spirit Emperor's angry roar of "push it out and cut it".

The pins in the main hall can be heard.

The Spirit Emperor's surprised voice came: "Oh? Did I say something wrong? ”

He Jin's mind exploded with a "buzz", he really doubted his judgment, because he heard it, the Spirit Emperor's anger was weakening, was it a delusion?

Suddenly, out of nowhere, he raised his head slightly, and glanced at the man who had the audacity to speak.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed, the man was still wearing a mask, and he couldn't see the real face, and could only hear a young voice.

The young voice said calmly: "If the two chaotic ministers and thieves shake the confidence of the Son of Heaven and suspect all the ministers, then the ministers can only say that the purpose of these thieves has finally been achieved!" ”

"Brother?" He Jin's chaotic thinking stabilized suddenly, and he began to frantically search for this possible character in his mind? Which prince is it? Dare to talk to the Son of Heaven in such an almost equal tone?

Emperor Ling let out a long breath: "You mean, the thieves deliberately used this method to cause me to mess up?" ”

The young voice sighed, "Although the younger brother still can't guess the true purpose of the thieves, Feng Yu is not a fool, does he really think that just fifty killers can hurt a single hair of the Son of Heaven?" This is complete suicide, or what can be seen as the last madness! But in the final analysis, they want to use this to cause chaos in the imperial capital and facilitate the plans that follow, perhaps for Ma Yuanyi's plan. ”

He continued: "Ma Yuanyi, as the fourth person in Taiping Dao, he is willing to take the risk to sneak into the imperial capital, there must be something earth-shattering to do!" Although he has fled now, we still don't have a clue about his conspiracy! ”

"I see what you mean!" Emperor Ling nodded, "It's me who is a little messy, and now I am worried about internal and external troubles, and if I want to control the situation, I must maintain stability!" ”

The young voice said happily, "Your Majesty is wise! ”

"Actually," the voice continued, "Your Majesty doesn't need to be presumptuous, there are Wang Yue, Dan Chenzi, Zhang Feng, Chun Yuqiong and others who sacrificed their lives to protect them, and then there is Lord Zhang Zhong who was martyred for the country. ”

The voice paused for a moment, and then said: "How can Your Majesty and other adults work all night, be diligent in state affairs, and share worries for Your Majesty, how can Your Majesty pretend to be a king?" ”

Emperor Ling suddenly laughed, and He Jin's heart was relieved, and he was full of gratitude to that mysterious figure. Because, when he heard it again, the Son of Heaven seemed to have completely lost his anger.

Sure enough, the Spirit Emperor said indifferently: "That's it! He Qing has worked hard all night, get up and talk! ”

He Jin stood up and tried to cast a silent expression of gratitude to the masked man with his eyes, but unfortunately he still hadn't guessed which royal prince and nobleman this was.

Emperor Ling was silent for a while, and then said, "According to your guess, will Zhang Rang have a problem?" ”

He Jin kept his mouth shut firmly, because he knew that the words of the Son of Heaven were by no means an inquiry to him. However, he also wanted to know how the mysterious figure would answer, and if Zhang Rang had a problem, he, as his in-law, would also be punished.

The voice said without hesitation: "It shouldn't be, if Zhang Rang has a problem, it will be difficult for His Majesty to return to the imperial capital from Yiyang safely!" ”

Emperor Ling "En" and said, "You mean Zhang Feng, right?" ”

He was stunned for a while, and then said: "However, Zhang Feng did not return to Beijing from Yiyang, he led a large team of men and horses to act as suspicious soldiers, from this point of view, it is impossible to completely clear the suspicion of Zhang Rang's father and son!" ”

The voice said: "This is very easy, as long as Zhang Rang dares to enter the palace without scruples, it is enough to show that there is no ghost in his heart!" ”

Before Emperor Ling could reply, he only heard a sharp voice outside the hall shouting: "Zhongchang servant Zhang Rang, meet by order!" ”

He Jin suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

The young voice said lightly, "Your Majesty! It seems that we should think about it, what is Ma Yuanyi's plan! ”

PS: The situation is pressing! Is it really necessary to grasp both hands? But it's extremely difficult to have both hands hard!

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