This night, Yan Ping and Yan An worked very hard. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe two of them hurried back and forth between Chang'an and Maoling. A man carried a package wrapped in cotton cloth with three layers inside and three layers outside, and in the middle was a large rough glass jar. The other was carrying a large cloth bag, which had overflowed with a layer of yellow and a pungent smell.

"The gate of Chang'an City must not have been opened at the moment, what should I do?" Yan Ping and Yan An rushed back from Maoling after midnight, but forgot about the curfew in the imperial capital.

The huge city of Chang'an stands above the wilderness, like a sleeping lion, quiet and huge. The Weicheng Gate in the north of the city was closed tightly, and there were occasional lights flashing on the city, and occasionally there were patrolling groups of Han soldiers.

"What to do? If you can't send Hou Ye to the city tonight, I'm afraid it will delay Hou Ye's plan. The corners of Yan Ping's mouth instantly itched, and a rush made his mouth foam.

Yan An is a brainless master, and when he saw that Yan Ping, who was usually resourceful, had no backbone, he also stared dryly. However, careless people also have the advantage that they will not get on the fire and foam at the mouth.

"Why don't we two break in. Even if we lost our lives for the sake of Hou Ye, we should have been, after all, it was Hou Ye who got us out of the prison. Yan An said.

Yan Ping glanced at Yan An and scolded softly: "No brain." It is impossible for hundreds of thousands of troops to break through Chang'an City, and you and I can break in? ”

When Yan An heard this, he was slightly stunned, he hadn't thought about it.

"It's no problem to break in, but if it fails, it is a trivial matter for you and me to lose our lives, and it will delay the big matter of the Hou Ye, if we go to the underworld, the judge will see us and ask why we died? Could it be that we just said that we didn't finish the work for Hou Ye, but killed ourselves? What a shame. Yan Ping said.

"Well, it's a shame." Yan An nodded in agreement.

"Did you lock the city with you?" Yan Ping asked.

"No! When you go out to run errands with Hou Ye, where do you need to climb the city lock? Yan An rubbed his head and said with a confused expression.

"Let's wait, if not, call the city gate. I can't open it, so I have to try it. Yan Ping was also a little anxious, and as he spoke, he even talked about the old road again.

Yan An said with a smile: "You don't want to break through yet, but you also want to scold me for being brainless." ”

Yan Ping is speechless!

The curfew was indeed something Yan Ming didn't expect.

Although he has been in Dahan for more than half a year, there is no curfew in Maoling, where he is located. In Yan Ming's heart, he thought that the city, like later generations, had no curfew at all.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of the husband on the street at Tian Wen's house. The one high and the one low, 'are safe, watch out for the candles.' The moment it came, Yan Ming slapped his thigh.

He thought of the curfew in Chang'an City, and the fact that Yan Ping and Yan An would not be able to enter Chang'an City even if they brought sulfur and glass jars.

"Chengxin, let's immediately prepare a horse to go to Weiyang Palace to meet the emperor, tonight we must open the gate of Weicheng and let Yan Ping and Yan An in. Otherwise, it's a big mistake! Thinking of the curfew, Yan Ming immediately got up and walked outside.

Chengxin looked around and said, "Aren't Brother Ping and Brother An here?" I didn't even notice it! ”

As he spoke, Cheng Xin walked towards the stable.

Tian Wen and the others didn't know what Yan Ming was anxious about, so they could only help Cheng Xin prepare the horse, and wanted to ask, but they didn't dare to ask more, for fear of ruining Yan Ming's thoughts.

They all knew that Yan Ming would fight with Li Shaojun in the tower of Weiyang Palace tomorrow and alchemy. If you are in a bad mood, you are worried that Yan Ming's spell will not be able to be used, and it will not be able to be refined.

Looking at Tian Wen and Tian Feng's concerned eyes, there was also the hesitation in Tian Xi's eyes. Yan Ming still stood still, and said softly to the family: "Don't worry, it's okay!" ”

Tian Xi grabbed Yan Ming's hand and said, "Husband, if you can't fight Li Shaojun, will the emperor kill you?" ”

Yan Ming stretched out his hand and pinched Tian Xi's face, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, your husband's head is not so easy to move." Be careful, Li Shaojun is! ”

Looking at Yan Ming's confident appearance, Tian Xi forced a smile and said, "If you can't come back, I will never live alone." ”

"Say it again!" Yan Ming remembered the last time Tian Xi hid scissors and wanted to commit suicide, patted her on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, you can't die." ”

Turning around and Chengxin pulled the horse, they left Tianfu.

After midnight, there are still soldiers patrolling and standing guard on the gate of Weiyang Palace, they are three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry, which is much tighter than the Weicheng gate.

This is the difference between the treatment of the emperor and the common people. Since ancient times, the imperial palace has been a forbidden place of the state.

"Maoling Marquis Yanming begs to see His Majesty the Emperor!" Yan Ming came to the north gate of Weiyang Palace, looked at the soldiers on the city and said loudly.

The soldier on duty poked his head out of the city and said, "Marquis Maoling? Is that the Hou Ye who will refine gold tomorrow? ”

Yan Ming arched his hand and said, "Exactly! ”

"Oh, living immortals, it stands to reason that I should have informed you. But according to the rules of Weiyang Palace, after midnight, no one can knock on the door. If you kill your head, you will kill your door. The guards of the city shouted.

Yan Ming frowned, looked back at Cheng Xin, only to see Cheng Xin nodding and whispering: "The rules of the palace are bigger than the sky!" ”

Seeing Cheng Xin pointing to the sky with his exaggerated finger, Yan Ming also sighed, knowing that there was no hope of entering the palace.

"Go back, it's all up to fate." Yan Ming looked at the vast night sky, the stars were shining. He didn't believe that he was a person who had crossed over, and he couldn't bring down a Li Shaojun.

Outside the Weicheng Gate, Yan Ping and Yan An were already red-eyed.

They called for the door, but the defenders at the head of the city did not even look at them.

Yan Ping tried to get closer to the city gate, but the sound of a bowstring sounded at the head of the city, and a cold arrow flew past his face. The sound of the wind brought by the arrows hung Yan Ping's face in pain.

"Damn, what a shot!" Yan Ping took the horse back, and there was nothing he could do.

"Either I'll go up and distract them, and you rush in." Yan An took out the equipped Yan knife and wanted to do it.

Yan Ping shook his head, pointed to the moat in front of him and said, "Don't say anything else, just talking about this moat, it's not something that a war horse can jump over." ”

"If the war horse can't get by, maybe people can't get by!" A voice suddenly sounded behind the two people.

Yan Ping turned his head sharply, but he felt a light on his back, and the sulfur bag he was carrying had lost its trace. But I didn't notice anyone around. Immediately after, Yan An roared was heard.

It turned out that the glass jar he had been carrying was also taken away.

The most frightening thing for the two of them is that this person is extremely fast. In the dark night, they didn't even see each other's figures, and the two things they were carrying disappeared.

"I'll go into the city, and you will take cover." A familiar voice came.

Yan Ping and Yan An felt familiar, but they couldn't remember whose voice it was for a while. I only saw an equally dark figure in the dark night, almost indiscernible running towards the edge of the city wall on the side of the Weicheng Gate.

"He's going to climb over the wall and enter the city, and it looks like he's not a friend. Let's help him. Yan Ping said.

"How can I help?" Yan An asked again, but Yan Ping had already roared: "The king of Funiu Mountain is here, and he will capture Chang'an City today!" ”

When he shouted, Yan An also understood, and followed the noise.

(I'm going to write the next chapter, there must be another chapter!! ）