The Northwest Army has always been an order, and there is no need to think about it.

However, the Chinese courtiers did not have such a habit, especially some of them were hesitant, and they were even more eager to face the night cold, and of course they would not carry out his orders.

So after that sentence was shouted, more than 30 people of the Northwest Army quickly rushed to the door, followed by the generals of the DPRK and China, and the last was the grinding Wenchen.

The emperor stood in place holding the little eunuch's hand, looking at everyone blankly.

Ye Han dragged Ruan Qingzhi to the door in three steps and two steps, and was about to take a step when he saw a cold light coming straight to the door.

An exclamation sounded behind him, and many sharp-eyed people saw several men dressed as Jin Wuwei jumping down from the roof, holding long swords and sealing the palace door firmly.

This move further confirmed Ye Han's speculation. Without saying a word, he drew his sword from its sheath and went up to meet him.

The Northwest Army and the Jinwuwei soldiers behind him immediately followed and slaughtered under the corridor.

Inevitably, the entrance to the temple was blocked.

Ruan Qingzhi turned around and saw Luan Zhongcheng behind the crowd, and immediately ran back and grabbed his hand, and ran out regardless of it.

Luan Zhongcheng was a very slow runner when he was old, and he obviously didn't want to run, so he asked all the way: "Girl, what's wrong?" What to run? Slow down and don't fall......"

"I don't know what to run!" Ruan Qingzhi shook his hand, "Anyway, let me run in the cold night, just run!" ”

Luan Zhongcheng also made sense when he heard it, so the seventy-year-old man took a big step forward, and actually left behind a large part of Wenchen.

Ruan Qingzhi was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but found that the corners of her skirt sank, and when she looked back, it was Ling Shuang who pounced, grabbed the corner of her skirt with one hand, and grabbed her leg with the other.

"Stinky rascal!" Ruan Qingzhi immediately raised his foot and kicked over.

Ling Shuang didn't care when she kicked her in the shoulder, she simply wrapped her arms around her legs, and refused to relax again.

Ruan Qingzhi pulled out a sharp knife with his backhand and stabbed: "Bastard, it's really easy to bully when you're too grandma!" ”

Seeing that the situation was wrong, several old ministers next to him hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, but Ling Shuang had already been stabbed firmly on the shoulder. Rao is that he has decided to give up his life, but he still can't help but feel black in pain.

Ruan Qingzhi took the opportunity to shake off his hand and continued to run without saying a word.

The struggle outside the temple gate continued, and Ruan Qingzhi joined the battle without hesitation, swinging his sharp knife not far behind Ye Han to help him clean up the enemies who intended to sneak up from behind.

Because the lights under the corridor were dim, and there were soldiers wearing Jinwuwei clothes on both sides, the situation in front of the hall was extremely chaotic, and he still did not leave the corridor after a long time.

When those timid ministers heard the sound of the blades clashing, they were so frightened that their legs and stomachs turned, and they refused to go out anymore at the door of the main hall.

What's more, there are also emperors and seven princes in the palace, as well as the crown prince......

No, the prince is running out!

The ministers were looking at the door with one eye and the other outside the door, when they saw Ling Shuang rushing out with his shoulders covered, grabbing Ruan Wenzhong's arm and dragging him into the hall.

It's just inexplicable.

Everyone was puzzled, and saw Ling Shuang fiercely throw Ruan Wenzhong into the hall, and shouted outside: "Qingyang County Lord, your father is still in the palace and hasn't come out, don't you care about him?!" ”

Of course Ruan Qingzhi doesn't care.

And because of this stupid question, he was doubly vigilant: looking at Ling Shuang's meaning, he seemed to be trying to keep her in the temple?

Needless to say, there will be a conspiracy in the temple.

Sure enough, before she could figure it out, she saw a row of cold and shining arrows suddenly appear on the opposite pavilion and on the short wall, aiming at everyone under the corridor at this moment.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and many palace maids, eunuchs, and officials pushed and shoved back into the palace.

Ye Han caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye, and roared in a hurry: "All come out!" Don't stay in the temple! ”

Many of the palace maids and eunuchs who had retreated halfway through heard the words and hesitated to retreat, but some people did not intend to obey the order, and retreated back in twos and threes.

At this moment, the ground under his feet suddenly trembled twice.

Before everyone could come to their senses, they heard a loud bang, followed by a whirlwind of dust, flying bricks and stones, and the chaos in front of them was invisible.

Ruan Qingzhi was also overturned to the ground, and she was hit twice by something behind her back, and it hurt so much that she didn't get up for a long time.

Her ears were still buzzing, and she didn't dare to move for a while, she crawled two steps and grabbed a flower or plant, barely calming down.

Thinking of what had just happened, she immediately realized what had happened.

Gunpowder.

Ling Shuang, that bastard, he also buried gunpowder in Fu'an Palace!

How did he do it? Is it only in the Fu'an Palace, or is it under every temple in this palace?

Burying gunpowder in the palace is not something that can be done by leisure, and the more Ruan Qingzhi thinks about it, the more frightened he becomes.

At this time, the shaking under his feet finally stopped. Ruan Qingzhi wiped his face and opened his eyes, barely found Ye Han's figure in a piece of flying dust, and hurriedly ran over: "How are you?" ”

When Ye Han saw her, he was obviously relieved, and took her over to look up: "How are you?" Are there any injuries? I remember you were just under the porch ......"

"I'm fine," Ruan Qingzhi also looked at him, "Luckily, I wasn't hurt." ”

The night cold didn't hurt either. The two repeatedly confirmed that the other party was safe, and then they had to look at the others.

The men who had fired the arrows on the wall were gone, and several soldiers and Jin Wuwei were injured and fell to the ground, but fortunately they were not fatal.

Many people under the corridor were smashed, the injuries were serious and light, the most serious was an old minister's foot and was hit by several purlins to the waist, and he could not stand up at this time.

Looking further back, the Fu'an Palace...... The people in the ruins were not so lucky.

The gunpowder exploded under the main hall, and with the entire roof of the hall smashing down, it was already good for the people inside to find the whole body.

Ye Han took a lot of effort to count the number of the Northwest Army, settle the wounded, and when the surviving officials began to cry bitterly on the broken tiles and bricks, he ordered the Jinwu guards who rushed over to save the people.

Inevitably, there was another cloud of dust in front of me.

The generals present were accustomed to seeing blood, but most of the Wenchen had never even killed chickens. Seeing that one by one mutilated corpses were carried out, many people could not hold on and fainted.

The entire palace city was shocked, and one after another, palace attendants and concubines rushed over, crying in a coma and crying together.

The emperor was the most reluctant to come out before, so he was almost buried in the innermost, and it took a lot of effort for the soldiers to pull him out with the seventh prince Ling Yu.

Obviously, at the moment of the accident, Ling Yu rushed over to protect the emperor, so although the emperor was sick and weak, he could still wait for someone to save him, but the young Seventh Prince had already swallowed his breath.

When Ye Han saw this scene, his expression was a little gloomy, and he didn't take another step forward for a long time.

Ruan Qingzhi walked over and looked at Ling Yu and shook his head: "I can't save it." ”

She didn't care about the emperor's injury, Ye Han didn't ask, and the emperor obviously didn't look forward to it.

The ministers rushed over to care and cried a lot, and Ruan Qingzhi was quickly squeezed behind. No one dared to squeeze him in the cold night, standing in place and not speaking.

Not long after, someone came to report: "Master, the prince has been picked up, and his life is still there, but it's just ...... There is no room for optimism. ”

The dying emperor finally opened his eyes at this time, and opened his mouth with difficulty.

Several old ministers hurriedly rushed over and cried.

The emperor coughed irritably twice, and asked in a dumb voice: "The seventh and fifth, there is no hope, is it?" ”

The ministers hurriedly explained to him that the fifth child was still alive.

The emperor shook his head and looked at Ye Han beyond the crowd: "Are you satisfied?" ”

The sadness on Ye Han's face quickly faded away, and he returned to indifference: "What am I satisfied with?" I didn't bury the gunpowder! ”

The emperor closed his eyes and said in a dumb voice: "The fifth child wants to blow you up, but now he can't do it, but you are unscathed, you should be satisfied." ”

Ye Han lowered his head and said coldly: "Father is right. ”

The ministers tried their best to hold back their cries, sobbing around the emperor, and expressing their grief as fully and tactfully as possible.

After a long time, the emperor finally opened his eyes again, and he was already out of breath and out of breath: "You...... Much like your mother, stubborn and unyielding...... You're not like me, you're not as good as me. ”

"In terms of ruthlessness, the son is indeed inferior to his father." The night is cold and cold.

The emperor was not angry, but only smiled bitterly and coughed again.

Seeing this, the ministers hurriedly turned around and shouted to the county lord of Qingyang, the emperor waved his hand to stop, still looking at Ye Han and said, "The edict you want is gone." However, I believe you can solve it yourself. Now this country is yours, you ...... Do it yourself. ”

Ye Han looked at him and slowly knelt down: "Congratulations to my father." ”

The emperor laughed, and without taking a breath, his mouth opened wider and wider, and his eyes widened and rounded, and finally he swallowed.

The ministers understood that the time had come, and at the same time burst into tears.

Ye Han didn't cry, just knelt on the wooden ground, buried his head very low, and didn't move for a long time.

The palace maids, eunuchs, and concubines in the distance also knelt down, and those who saved and those who were rescued hesitated for a while, and finally they all knelt down one after another.

In a messy open space, only Ruan Qingzhi stood alone.

She looked around and felt that she was too abrupt to do anything but squat down slowly.

Luan Zhongcheng dragged an injured leg and moved over, and whispered beside her: "When this matter is over, there will be people who will attack you, you have to think of countermeasures as soon as possible." ”

Ruan Qingzhi said relieved, and pointed to the old ministers who were busy crying: "They're all useless, grandfather, it's time for you to preside over the overall situation." ”

Luan Zhongcheng nodded and stood up, thought for a while and bent down: "Don't be too sad, everything is still the Luan family." ”

Ruan Qingzhi thought about it for a long time and didn't understand what she had to be sad about, until the little eunuch over there sneaked over and said to her, "Xiangye has picked it up", that she suddenly came back to her senses.

Got it out? Dead or alive?

The little eunuch's face stiffened for a moment, and he cried out wow: "Lord Qingyang, you mourn ...... festival"

Oh.

Ruan Qingzhi was very calm.

She doesn't have to mourn, she doesn't mourn at all.

My father and my father-in-law are on the same day, and today is a good day.

The ministers over there were still crying heavily, and Ruan Qingzhi squatted so that his legs were numb, so he had to stand up again and step forward to command the soldiers to continue to save people.

Only a few of the military generals in the DPRK and China were slightly injured, but Wenchen suffered heavy casualties, and after a while, more than a dozen people were brought out who did not need to be saved. Ruan Qingzhi counted them and found that most of the dead and seriously injured were people who were usually close to Ling Shuang.

These people were unwilling to obey Ye Han's orders, and subconsciously wanted to be with Ling Shuang, but they were smashed inside.

So Ling Shuang is really not a good master. He himself found that the general trend had gone, and not only did he want to bring the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty to the end, but he also did not leave a way for his followers to survive.

So far, he has helped Ye Han screen the people in the court.

Ruan Qingzhi walked to Ling Shuang's side and squatted down: "Do you still want to live?" ”

Ling Shuang didn't answer, only the corners of her mouth twitched, and she couldn't tell whether someone was asleep or awake for a while.

Ruan Qingzhi reached out and pinched his arm and leg and shook his head.

Wretched. Even if he is revived, he can only be paralyzed in this life.

On the way back, Ruan Qingzhi imagined countless endings for this battle, but he didn't expect the final result to be like this.

Ling Shuang solved the matter by herself, simply and neatly.

Thank him so much. If this mess was left to Ye Han, he might not have been able to get such a heavy hand.

Seeing that the excavation work of Fu'an Hall was on the right track, Ruan Qingzhi walked to Ye Han's side and stretched out his hand to him.

Ye Han looked up and held out his hand to her.

Ruan Qingzhi took some effort to pull him up, and when he turned around, he saw that the old ministers had already covered the emperor with a dirty cloak.

An unknown concubine cried and scolded and pounced on Ye Han, but was stopped before she could get close.

Ye Han didn't care, but only ordered the soldiers to light torches, illuminate this place as bright as day, and then dig inch by inch.

Someone had already gone to pass on the doctor, and after a short time, more than a dozen old doctors and apprentices hurried over, and the rescue that should be rescued, the bandaging that should be bandaged, and the scene finally had a little bit of vitality.

Ruan Qingzhi couldn't stand easily, and he also stepped forward to wrap up the wounds of Luan Zhongcheng and a few old ministers, and when he turned around, he saw that Ye Han was already talking to the soldiers about the next arrangements, as if the person who knelt in front of the emperor in a daze before was not him.

His mood is not difficult to understand.

Ruan Qingzhi knew that Ye Han was different from her. She has no admiration for Ruan Wenzhong, so Ruan Wenzhong is dead when she dies, and she is really not sad.

Ye Han is really the emperor's son. In the past 20 years, he must have hoped that his father's love, that his father would appreciate him, love him, and be pleased with his efforts and excellence.

The love his brothers had received, he had not received before, and he would never receive.

I don't know what kind of mood he is in at the moment.

Ruan Qingzhi hesitated for a moment, entrusted some errands at hand to the imperial doctor, and then turned back to Ye Han's side.

She didn't know what to say, so she had to follow him silently, watching him discuss the affairs of the court with those old ministers, and watching him calmly deal with a large number of chaotic voices.

He didn't seem to be weak.

Ruan Qingzhi thought like this, and suddenly heard the silence around her, and then realized that Ye Han was already talking to her.

"Ah, what's the matter?" She asked busily.

Ye Han sighed softly: "You're tired." There is a doctor here, you ...... Let's go back to the house and take a rest. ”

Ruan Qingzhi didn't understand too much, and looked at him suspiciously.

Ye Han touched her shoulder comfortingly: "There are all things in the court, I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you." You go back to the house first, I'll talk to you when I'm free. ”

Ruan Qingzhi thought about it for a while, and found that she really had no other use here except to get in the way, so she agreed.

Ye Han hurriedly instructed Cheng Hu and them to escort Ruan Qingzhi out, which could be regarded as reassuring the hearts of the people outside the gate of Yi'an Palace by the way.

That's a big deal.

Seeing that the sky was almost dawn, Ruan Qingzhi was inconvenient to delay any longer, so he hurriedly took Cheng Hu and them out on horseback.

Outside the palace gate, those people are really still there.

They were originally secretly instigated by Ye Han, and they were still gathered in front of the palace gate at this moment, of course, to wait for Ye Han's news.

Seeing the palace gate open, the people who were sitting in the corner, standing against the wall, and supporting each other were alarmed at the same time, and immediately rushed up.

They did recognize the color of the Northwest Army's uniforms, but after the bombing of the Fu'an Palace, everyone was disgraced, and it was really not easy to recognize them for a while.

So many people rushed over and surrounded Ruan Qingzhi and the others in the middle, and asked in a gossipy manner:

"Who are you? Which side? ”

"How is His Royal Highness King Li? What about the county lord of Qingyang? ”

"It was the prince who went in just now, wasn't it? Did they fight inside? ”

"What's the matter with such a loud voice? What the hell is going on inside? ”

……

Ruan Qingzhi was so noisy that he had a headache, so he hurriedly took off his hood and wiped his face, and said loudly: "I am the county lord of Qingyang, don't worry, the palace is fine!" ”

Someone finally recognized her and cheered.

Ruan Qingzhi breathed a sigh of relief, raised his voice and said: "The gangsters have already lifted a stone and hit themselves in the foot, now everything is as usual in the palace, and His Royal Highness King Li is also safe and sound, please everyone disperse and rest!" ”

"How's that going to work!" Someone shouted, "There are many wicked people in the palace and outside the palace!" We're going to wait here, in case His Royal Highness King Li is useful to us? ”

As soon as the call was called, all the people didn't want to leave.

This situation is also quite worrying.

Ruan Qingzhi had no choice but to say again: "You have been here today, and you have already done King Li a great favor. He can do the rest alone, please go home and wait for the good news! ”

The people are constantly clamoring and shouting, and it is not so easy to persuade. A man with a loud voice straightened his neck and shouted: "So Lord Qingyang, what happened to His Royal Highness King Li?" Did Your Majesty promise to reward him? Did the prince harm him? ”

……

Ruan Qingzhi originally wanted to explain, but then he only felt a buzzing in his head, and then he knew that today's events could not be explained.

She shouldn't have come and spoken to the people. Let them wait here until the news of the Emperor's death comes out tomorrow morning, and they themselves will be dispersed.

Thinking of this, Ruan Qingzhi hurriedly asked Cheng Hu and them to turn their horses' heads, avoid the crowd and flee to the Xiangfu along the alley outside the palace wall.

The night was deep, and the people in the prime minister's house did not know that they were about to encounter an upheaval.