Chapter 31 is a matter of national origin
"With me waiting, I will not allow others to be bullied. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "The four clans are like repeaters, closely following Wang Xiangbiao's loyalty.
Sun Xiu glanced at the ministers in the palace, and more than half of them echoed Wang Xiang, and secretly sweated in their palms.
"Good, good, good, Suiling Gong, with you, I can rest assured." Sima Zhen wiped a handful of tears and breathed a sigh of relief, since so many courtiers did not force themselves to abdicate, then the throne can be kept, the throne can be saved, the life can be saved, and the life can be saved, and they can continue to eat, drink and have fun. As for those messy things, I can't manage them and don't want to take care of them, for example, now, the most important thing is that I am sleepy and it's time to sleep. So in front of the Manchu Dynasty civil and military, Sima Zhen sat on the throne, his head drooped on his chest, and he snored.
Wang Xiang sighed, turned his head to look at Sun Xiu, knowing in his heart that he was just an accomplice, and looked at Sima Yi again, obviously waiting for the protagonist to appear, after all, he was an old minister of several dynasties, accustomed to seeing strong winds and waves, and made up his mind to wait and see what happened, so he closed his eyes slightly, his divine light was restrained, and he settled down. The hall was silent again for a while, and fell into an eerie silence.
This silence did not last long, and everyone in the hall faintly heard the sound of running and shouting in the distance, the sound of gold and iron resonating, and the fire lighting up the night sky. Sima Yi and Sun Xiu's faces changed, they glanced at each other, and they didn't care about the loss of honor in front of the palace, so they rushed to the outside of the hall together.
Some courtiers couldn't hold their breath and began to look outside the hall, wanting to find out, Wang Xiang coughed lightly: "Ladies and gentlemen, don't be impatient. The commotion of the crowd returned to calm and returned to its place.
Sun Xiu met the herald who rushed head-on, and asked anxiously, "Where is the noise?" β
"Lord Yu, it's Wen Yang and Wen Yang leading the troops. entered the palace, to rob Jia Hou, Jia Hou, Jia Hou was killed in the chaos, Wen Yang is now leading the troops. is retreating to Nangong. "You can't ride a horse inside Miyagi, and the herald is obviously galloping all the way, and he can't breathe when he speaks.
Sun Xiu and Sima Yi's heads buzzed, and Sun Xiu reacted faster: "What about Dong Meng?" Where is Dong Meng? β
"Dong Meng doesn't know where to goγγγγγγγγ"
Sun Xiu's triangular eyes flickered and looked at Sima Yi: "Lord Wang, the big thing is not good, Empress Jia died in the chaos, Dong Meng is the only witness for Empress Jia's murder of the prince, if we lose him, how can we prove our innocence to the courtiers?" At that time, some people would attack us for seizing power, fabricating charges, breaking into the forbidden palace at night, killing the emperor and queen, and plotting to rebelγγγγγγγγγ β
Sima Yi also came back to his senses at this moment: "Damn, really damn, what now?" Where did King Zhao go, why hasn't he arrived yet? How should this play be sung next? β
Sun Xiu fixed his mind: "Lord Wang, the top priority is to catch Dong Meng, the lower officials expect that he must be in the hands of Wen Yang, so here can only leave the forbidden army guarding in front of the palace, I will take the rest of the people away, surround Nangong, even if the sky falls, we must first pacify the rebellion, catch Wen Yang, catch Dong Meng, we can still control the overall situation, otherwise the situation is unpredictable." Lord Wang, you have to take a look here, and then the lower official will send someone to urge King Zhao. The assignment has been decided, and the forbidden army of the brigade followed Sun Xiu all the way to the fiery Nangong, leaving only a hundred armor guards in front of the palace.
Tang Bin was already standing on top of the Nangong City Tower at this time, and his soldiers went their own way in an orderly manner, cleaning up the battlefield and taking over the defense, although they were busy, there was no noise and chaos. Watching Sun Xiu and his entourage with torches meanders, they went straight to the North Palace, a sneer appeared on the corner of their mouths, and they said to the heralds beside them: "Order, close the four gates of the South Palace, leave the guards behind, and prevent the forbidden army of the North Palace from returning to help, and the rest of the people will act according to the plan and follow me to escort the prince to the Deyang Palace." β
Sima Yi sent three waves of people to inquire about the news one after another, but they all never returned, and even Sun Xiu did not hear back. Looking at the emperor who was sleeping heavily, and then at Wang Xiang who closed his eyes and recuperated and sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, Sima Yi faintly felt that the situation was getting more and more wrong, and he was hanging in the Deyang Hall alone, like an ant on a hot pot, but he didn't know what to do or say. The four great scholars and courtiers also seemed to be consumed by themselves, just watching how they ended. And in addition to looking at the door of the main hall, he can only be anxious.
Suddenly, there was a commotion at the entrance of the hall, and several screams came in, and then the sound of the long soldiers throwing their blades to the ground was endless. The two groups of warriors divided into two columns poured into the sides of the main hall, and several people in the middle walked in with Sima Lun in their arms.
When Sima Yi was a little suspicious, he saw Sima Lun and immediately felt relieved and greeted him: "King Zhao, you are finally hereγγγγγγγ In the middle of his words, he suddenly saw Sima Lun's face like ashes, and the two warriors, one on the left and one on the right, were surrounded by him, and it was clear that they were holding him hostage into the main hall.
When Sima Yi was at a loss for the second monk, a person came out behind Sima Lun, with a long beard fluttering and a majestic demeanor.
"Lord Yangγγγγγγγ" Immediately there was a lot of discussion in the hall. The person who came turned out to be Yang Ji, who had been under house arrest for nearly a year.
Yang Ji waved his hand to the guard, and the guard let go of Sima Lun, who almost fell to the ground, staggering and struggling towards Sima Yi with his own support. Sima Yan took a step forward and helped Sima Yan.
"Where is Sun Xiu? Where is Sun Xiu? Sima Lun held on to the last ray of hope and stared at Sima Yi.
"The prince was delayed, Wen Yang led the troops into the palace again, and Sun Xiu took all the forbidden troops to the North Palace to arrest Wen Yang." Sima Yi's heart gradually sank, and in front of the Manchu Dynasty, he didn't dare to tell the news of Empress Jia's death.
"Hit the plan, hit the plan. This is a plan to divert the tiger from the mountain. Sima Lun shouted.
Yang Ji walked past Sima Lun as if he was blind, walked to His Majesty Dan, saluted Sima Zhen who was asleep, and saluted Wang Xiang: "Suiling Gong, you are highly respected, Yang Ji is your descendant, I want to work you today to be old, in front of Your Majesty and colleagues in the Manchu Dynasty, I will break this unjust case for my Yang family." β
Wang Xiang was old and spicy, his eyes were slightly open, and his cloudy old eyes seemed to see Yang Ji's heart: "Lord Yang, I don't know if you want to break a personal vendetta or a public case?" If it is a personal vendetta, the court will only talk about official affairs. If it is a public case, Yu Shitai and Tingwei are both there, how can the old man be good at it? β
"Forgive the younger generation for bluntly saying that it is neither a personal vendetta, nor a public case, but a relationship with the country, and it cannot be judged if it is not Suiling." Although Yang Ji secretly admired Wang Xiang's ups and downs in the sea, and after holding the idea of watching on the wall, his words did not leak, but today's purpose is to drag the four major scholars into the water, so he can't give up lightly, and a big hat is buckled: "Suiling Gong is the great sage of the world, and it is the hope of the world's scholars. I have a great Jin country dispute, chaos has appeared, this Cheng is in danger of survival, only Suiling Gong can turn the tide and help the building to fall. β