The Fuguo Mansion, now it is a gloomy fog, under the steps of the black lacquered wooden door, a purple satin carriage was parked, Da Chun's grandfather was trembling out of the mansion surrounded by a group of people, and there were more women crying, but the old man coughed, and was persuaded by the girl to go in in a hurry.

More than 20 white horses were like a white whirlwind swept to the Fuguo Gongyong Road, Ye Zhao and others dismounted one after another, although they were far away, the people in front of the Fuguo Gong couldn't help but look over.

Ye Zhao walked over quickly, and said loudly when he was far away: "Ninth Grandpa, Jingxiang is kowtowing to you!" ”

Grandpa Dachun is nearly seventy years old, his beard and hair are white, his spirit is still strong, and his eyes are bright, but when he is excited, his hands and feet are a little trembling.

"Brother Jing, are you back?" The old man squinted his eyes, as if he recognized Ye Zhao.

Ye Zhao took two steps, knelt down and kowtowed to say goodbye, the old man hurriedly picked it up, and said repeatedly: "I can't help it." When Ye Zhao got up, the old man looked him up and down, and sighed twice: "Brother Jing, you are getting more and more beautiful, and the longer you are, the more you grow, the old prince has a queen!" The old prince in his mouth is naturally Prince Zheng's father, Wu Ergong.

"Bunny, where are you going!" Da Chun wanted to slip away, but where could he escape the old man's eyes, he just turned around and was about to sneak to the back, when he heard his grandfather scolding his body stiffened.

"Things that are not promising, the two of you don't grow together, tell me what are you good, what are you good? I can't afford to lose my old face! The old man tapped his crutches hard, and his face hated iron but not steel.

Da Chun turned around, drooping his head, and didn't dare to speak.

Seeing this, Ye Zhao knew that something was wrong, so he smiled and said, "Ninth Grandpa, where are you going to go?" ”

The old man sighed and shook his head: "Where else can I go?" Go to the yamen and throw my old face, Chun'er and Ama, who are not as good as the small ones, were taken away by the yamen, found out their identity, and wanted to send them to the Zongren Mansion! ”

Da Chun was stunned when he heard this, and he couldn't care about being afraid, so he raised his head and asked, "Grandpa, what's wrong with my Amma?" Which yamen is so bold that he dares to arrest our family! ”

"Bang" The old man gave Da Chun a hard blow with his crutches, and Da Chun grinned.

The old man scolded: "You and your Ama are all losers, and I will have to make you two angry sooner or later." You still have the face to ask, get out of here! ”

Chang San, the housekeeper of the Guogong Mansion, was clever and whispered to Ye Zhao: "Little Wangye, the person who was arrested at noon by the infantry commander Yamen has just sent a letter, and he wants to send the second master to the Zongren Mansion to ask for guilt, what can the second master do?" I like to go to the drama troupe to play a role, haven't you all come over the years? But I don't know what's wrong, I was arrested by the patrol, and I heard that the second master is a yellow belt, and he wants to be sent to the Zongren Mansion to punish the crime. ”

If you want to say that the children of this sect, they have all kinds of quirks, and it is not Dachun's father who likes to play the show, so it is just a matter of dressing up in his own house, but he can go to the theater to perform in the countryside with the servants, and the sect will be able to cut the clan if he wants to study it deeply.

But the problem is that Dachun's father has been doing this hobby all these years, he hasn't changed his life through wind and rain, and no one has taken care of it, why did he suddenly commit a crime in the infantry yamen?

It's no wonder that Chang San looked angry when he spoke, is this not clear that he is bullying the head of the Fuguo Mansion?

Ye Zhao's heart moved, and he knew in an instant, no matter whether this matter was instigated by the six princes or not, the ultimate goal of the person who did this was to make the auxiliary prince convince people in front of the six princes, and now he was giving Emperor Xianfeng the funeral, the arrangement of the minister, the title of the queen mother, etc., etc., etc., there are thousands of things to decide, and the six princes urgently need the support of the Manchurian magnates in Beijing, as long as they stand on his side now and echo his proposal, when the wood is completed, who will hate him in the future, it will be insignificant.

The older the old man gets, the brighter his heart becomes, how can he not know this relationship, patted Ye Zhao on the shoulder, and turned around to get into the carriage.

Ye Zhao frowned, pondered for a moment, and then shouted: "Ninth Grandpa, I'll do this, it's a long way to go, don't work hard." ”

The old man stopped, turned around and squinted at Ye Zhao.

Ye Zhao said with a smile: "Ninth Grandpa, don't worry, I will definitely bring the second uncle back unscathed!" ”

With his hands on crutches, the old man stared at Ye Zhao for a long time, and finally bowed slightly, "Brother Jing'er, then it's up to you!" ”

Ye Zhao smiled slightly: "Ninth Grandpa, I still don't understand this little thing, do you still have the face to see your old man again?" ”

Turning around and leading the pro-army on his horse, the white whirlwind whistled away.

The old man pondered for a while on crutches before slowly turning around and entering the mansion.

…… The infantry commander Yamen is in the Hade Gate, the red lacquered copper nail door, the huge plaque of Manchu and Han Shuangwen, the pair of stone lions with teeth and claws under the steps, and the small colonel with two slips across the waist knife, the Yamen is majestic and majestic, and the style is solemn.

When the sound of horses' hooves was like a tide, getting louder and closer, and the iron horses were coming like the wind, these little colonels drew their swords one after another and lined up down the steps, and the errand officer in front of them shouted loudly: "Bold, who is it? Why don't you get off the horse soon? ”

At the gate of the Nine Gates' Admiral's Yamen, Ye Zhao was not as polite as going to the Fuguo Mansion, holding the reins, but he didn't get off the horse, raised his horsewhip and pointed at the errand official, and said lazily: "Who is on duty in the Yamen today?" Tell him, I'm here to pick up people, quickly hand over the second master of Babba, if you want to say that the punishment will be sent to the Zongren Mansion, we will send it ourselves, don't bother your little infantry commander Yamen Yue Qian to act on his behalf! ”

Ye Zhao entered Beijing, but he originally wanted to make a noise, otherwise, these ministers in the capital who were attached to the six princes could use the thousands of elite soldiers outside Yanjing City as decorations.

When the official heard that he was here to ask for the second master, he looked Ye Zhao up and down, hugged his fists and said, "You are from the Fuguo Mansion, who is it?" ”

Ye Zhao turned his nostrils to the sky and didn't speak again.

Suna, who was following closely behind Ye Zhao, said loudly: "Lord Jingxiang, the commander of the third battalion of the divine artillery, is here, why don't you quickly roll in and ask you to release him?" ”

The official was startled, did not dare to speak again, and hurriedly ran into the yamen compound.

At about tea time, the sound of footsteps sounded in the courtyard, and an official wearing a three-rank military attache uniform walked out quickly, slightly fat, with small eyes, and looked sleek.

"Zuo Si Shen Ling Gari see your lord!" Gari shook the horse's hooves and sleeves to hit a thousand.

Ye Zhao said indifferently: "Get up, what about Second Master Ba, I'll take it away." "The six princes may not be involved in this matter, but if it weren't for the instruction of Feng Sheng, the commander of the Nine Gates, they would dare to grab the yellow belt casually? Now he sends an irrelevant person to deal with him, but he really thinks he is so foolish!

"This, this official can't be the master!" Gari looked embarrassed.

Ye Zhao said: "Then go find someone who can be the master!" What about the abundance? Tell him to come out to me! The words became more and more unkind.

Gari was startled and hurriedly said, "Lord Commander is not here. "I was sudden, this Jing Shuai is not a good person, he actually called the name of the commander, and the commander had to deal with him by himself, but how easy was it?

Ye Zhao stared at Gari, saw that Gari was sweating on his forehead, and lowered his head.

Ye Zhao smiled slightly: "Gali, you go and tell Feng Sheng, people, I am going to decide, even if Second Master Ba violates the ancestral family law, he will not take the mouse to the Zongren Mansion, we will send it ourselves!" You tell him that if you don't let him go, don't blame me for being unkind! I'm going to see when he takes charge of the Sect's Mansion and see who's in charge!" Don't let anyone go, look here! Ye Zhao's horse whip suddenly pointed to the mahogany pillar on the left side of the yamen.

Gari looked at it in amazement, and suddenly there was a "buzz" sound that shook the earth, and the earth seemed to be shaking, and Gari took a few steps back, his face was shocked, but it was the twenty white horse warriors who fired the carbines in unison, and the wooden pillar was immediately blasted into sawdust, and the dust on the top of the column fell down.

Soon, in the square in front of the yamen, more than 20 horsemen galloped in circles, and then heard the sound of muskets endlessly, but each of the white-horse warriors had an extra wheel of fire in their hands.

The wooden pillar was shot continuously, and soon the epidermis was beaten to pieces, revealing the miserable white wooden heart inside.

The sound of gunfire was incessant, but the bullets were not missed, and almost every shot hit the wooden post. But in the blink of an eye, the wooden pillar was densely packed with bullet holes.

Gari took a few steps back, and his heart was extremely frightened, this is only about twenty gunners, but it is too terrifying, if it is twenty archers, in such a short time, it would be good for each person to shoot one arrow, not to mention the power and accuracy.

The sword-wielding colonels behind Gari trembled even more, and they were all terrified.

The galloping white horse guards slowly stopped, gathered at Ye Zhao's side, and began to reload the carbine and revolver, and the movements were skillful and in one go.

Ye Zhao looked at Gari again, and said lightly: "Go and tell Feng Sheng's forehead, if you don't release anyone, I'll figure it out myself." ”

Gari's heart trembled, Ye Zhao said it easily, but Gari knew that this was real, if he didn't let people go, he was afraid that he would dismantle the infantry commander yamen in minutes and seconds, twenty musketeers were already so terrifying, on the side of the capital, there were thousands of such wolf-like armored soldiers, this, the 35,000 soldiers under the command of the infantry commander were afraid that they were vulnerable to the master's family, and they were not much worse than paper paste.

He used the twenty elites in the flag guard to estimate the combat strength of the artillery battalion, and naturally the more he thought about it, the more terrifying he became, so he didn't dare to say any more, so he ran back to the yamen, tripped on the stone steps, and almost fell.

Ye Zhao raised his horsewhip and just sneered.

This scene all fell on Feng Sheng's forehead eyes who were looking at Ye Zhao with a teacup in the window of the annex building, Feng Sheng's forehead and face sank like water, just a quarter of an hour ago, Feng Sheng's forehead had not yet seen the Guanwai Yong outside Yanjing City as a threat, not to underestimate their combat strength, but Feng Sheng'er felt that the possibility of Jing Ge'er mobilizing troops and horses to directly clash with the forbidden army in the capital was almost zero.

But now, Feng Sheng'er knows that this Brother Jing is really bold, and he is anxious to provoke him, I am afraid that he can do anything, especially the current situation in the capital, but he can't give him an excuse to stir up trouble, this second master Ba has to let go.

It's just that this face is really embarrassing.

Feng Sheng's forehead turned pale, and he threw the teacup on the table with hatred.

(To be continued)