"Waist card?"

Hearing Tan Jing's request, the corners of Fang Zhenghua's eyes couldn't help jumping.

The summoning messenger must have a pass pass on his belt. It's just that, with Li Yongzhen's physique, I'm afraid that he is still far behind. Are they quick rather than unattainable?

"I wonder if this waist card is okay?"

As Zhu Youzhen's voice sounded, a golden waist card was handed to Fang Zhenghua from behind.

"Gold medal?"

Seeing the dragon pattern clearly visible on the golden waist card, Fang Zhenghua was overjoyed.

Born in the Great Inner Palace, Fang Zhenghua, who has been trained in the most orthodox defense of the Ming Dynasty, how could he not know the golden dragon waist card that symbolizes the identity of the Ming Emperor.

Not only him, but also the golden dragon pattern waist card and the bright yellow five-clawed golden dragon suit, which is the first priority that every attendant must learn to identify as soon as he enters the palace. Every chamberlain knows that it is a great sin that collides with a nobleman who holds a gold medal or wears a bright yellow five-clawed golden dragon suit.

In Ouchi, this dragon gold medal has the highest access privilege. With the gold medal in hand, where can't Ouchi go?

Just as he was about to turn sideways to receive the gold medal with both hands, Fang Zhenghua suddenly felt a burst of extreme uneasiness in his heart. He didn't care about taking the gold medal, but used his body to block Zhu Youzhen strictly behind him for the first time.

Looking around carefully, Fang Zhenghua found the source of the extreme uneasiness in his heart at a glance.

Behind Tan Jing, more than a dozen internal soldiers guarding the door, the tunnel guns in their hands, and the muzzles of the black holes were actually pointing straight in his direction.

"Tan Jing, His Royal Highness King Xin and the gold medal are here, you still don't tell them to put down their guns, do you still want to rebel?" Fang Zhenghua shouted a little angrily.

The power of the tunnel pistol is well understood by Fangzhenghua. It can be said that the flintlock pistol is the nemesis of these brave warriors. At a distance of thirty paces, the bullets fired by the tunnel pistol could easily pierce through the iron armor. Within these ten steps, how can their flesh and blood be stopped?

And the most feared thing is that the tunnel pistol is not like the arquebus, and it does not need to be ignited for firing. It is impossible to tell whether the tunnel gun is fully ready for fire.

Just like now, Fang Zhenghua completely didn't know whether the tunnel guns aimed at him on the other side were empty or loaded and ready to fire at any time.

Facing the muzzle of the black hole, Fang Zhenghua only felt that his vest was cold and swishing, and his heart was creepy.

"Put your guns down."

Fang Zhenghua's shouts rang out, and Tan Jing's roar sounded almost simultaneously. In the roar, Tan Jing turned his body and stared at the internal exercise army behind him, for fear that the internal exercise army would misfire.

Under Tan Jing's wolf-like gaze, the gun in the hand of the internal Cao Jun honestly lowered it.

Seeing that the muzzles of the guns were lowered to the ground, Tan Jing breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. King Xin has a gold medal given by the emperor in his hand, and Tan Jing has long known about it. As soon as the gold medal was revealed, there was no longer any doubt about the identity of King Xin.

Knowing the identity of King Xin, if the muzzle of the gun still dares to face King Xin, then there is obviously a suspicion of assassinating the king. He Tan Jing is loyal to the emperor, but he is not a fool. At this time and in this situation, he Tan Jing can still distinguish it.

Seeing that the muzzle of the gun was hanging down, there was no direct threat, and Fang Zhenghua secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He respectfully took Zhu Youzhen's gold medal with both hands, and took a step forward to hand it to Tan Jing.

"Tan Jing, give. You look at it clearly, we don't make it difficult for you. ”

"Offended."

With a confession in his mouth, he quickly stepped forward a few steps, Tan Jing respectfully accepted the gold medal with both hands, and carefully identified it.

"Open the door."

Confirming that the gold medal was correct, Tan Jing loudly asked the internal exercise army to open the door, bowed down and gave a deep salute, raised his hands high, and carefully returned the gold medal respectfully.

With a squeak, the heavy Qianqing Gate slowly opened to both sides, and the Neicao Army retreated to both sides of the gate with the sound, and the road to the Qianqing Palace was completely opened.

"Let's go."

Zhu Youzhen stretched out his hand to grab back the waist card, worried about the life and death of his eldest brother, he couldn't care about dealing with Tan Jing, and hurriedly went to Qianqingmen.

The queue started, Fang Zhenghua smiled apologetically at Tan Jing, and still walked in front of Zhu Youzhen in accordance with his duties.

What's wrong?

Taking the first step, Fangzheng felt that something was wrong.

Is it wrong there?

Fang Zhenghua slowed down and carefully observed the surroundings.

The Qianqing Gate was wide open, and the inner troops guarding the gate had retreated to both sides of the gate, respectfully waiting for their queue to pass. Everything seems to be out of the ordinary.

Wrong.

Fang Zhenghua quickly found the place that made him feel very uncomfortable.

The number of internal soldiers on the right side of the gate seems to be a bit large.

Right?

Fang Zhenghua raised his vigilance.

On the right side of His Royal Highness King Shin, there is still a lack of effective covering.

Looking at the flintlock pistol in the hands of Nei Caojun, Fang Zhenghua couldn't help but gasp again.

His Highness walked to the side of the door, in case there was a wrongdoer who raised his hand and shot like this, then...

Fang Zhenghua didn't dare to think about it anymore. The footsteps stopped, and Fang Zhenghua asked Tan Jing sideways: "Tan Jing, you these..."

Fang Zhenghua's words just sounded, and in the inner army on the right side of the gate, an inner attendant suddenly took two steps forward, dodged the cover of Fang Zhenghua, and shot at the end of the flintlock pistol in his hand, and shot at Zhu Youzhen, who was wearing a Ming Huang royal suit.

'Bang'.

The gunshots exploded violently, directly shocking the entire imperial city.

Qianqing Palace, dormitory

"Please ask Your Majesty to take back the tax supervisors and give the gentry of the world a way to live?"

The mournful voice resounded in the hall with a sense of compassion and compassion. Feng Quan, a cabinet scholar who had just entered the main hall, fell to his knees and fell to the ground with a heavy head, smashing the floor tiles of the dormitory with a loud bang.

For a moment, the dormitory became silent, so quiet that it was so quiet that a pin could be heard.

A layer of anger welled up in Empress Zhang's eyes, and she was immediately covered by a deep helplessness.

Her husband was so sick that they didn't let him get a moment of purity.

Woe! Her husband, in their eyes, will not be her husband alone, no matter when.

Zhu Youxiao, who was already lacking in energy, turned dark when he heard this, and his heart was extremely depressed.

He issued the decree of the death edict to imprison the East Lin Party members, in order to break the backbone of Wenchen with brutal killings. He wanted to use killing to build cohesion among his courtiers, so as to ensure the continued implementation of the tax supervision policy.

But before his words completely dissipated, someone was completely fearless of killing and directly proposed the idea of recalling the tax supervisor, which made Zhu Youxiao's heart extremely frustrated.

Are these ministers really not afraid of death?

Feng Quan's words made Wei Zhongxian's heart swell with layers of anger, and his heart was full of unspeakable anger.

"Want to clear your name?" Wei Zhongxian snorted heavily.

Staring at Feng Quan, who was kowtowing to the ground, Wei Zhongxian's eyes showed a fierce light, and he almost gritted his teeth.

"I still want to clear my name, huh.

Your Majesty has made a clear will, and if you want to turn your back on the miscellaneous family, then the miscellaneous family will fulfill your name. ”