In the fourth year of the Apocalypse, the first day of the ninth month.

Although it was already September, the weather was still very hot, and although the sun had just risen, it had already begun to scorch the earth. Pedestrians walking on the road have begun to wipe their sweat, and the wind blowing makes people even more stuffy and depressing.

The gates of Nanjing City had just opened, and before the hawkers could enter, countless soldiers on horseback flew out of the city. They all carried a banner with a command on the horse, didn't look at anyone, and left quickly!

One hundred and twenty miles away from Nanjing, the Emperor of the Apocalypse stretched his waist at the bow of the ship, looked at the rising sun, and smiled faintly. After moving his body and exhaling deeply, the Emperor of the Apocalypse suddenly felt refreshed.

"Your Majesty, breakfast is ready!" Chen Lin walked to the side of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, bowed respectfully, and said. Since Chen Hong left the fleet, Chen Lin took over from Chen Hong and took care of the daily life of the Emperor of the Apocalypse on the ship.

Nodding, the Emperor of the Apocalypse glanced at Chen Lin with a smile and said, "Along the way, I'm finally about to arrive in Nanjing, I don't know how your godfather's affairs are going!" ”

"The emperor is blessed with great blessings, blessed by the Holy Grace, and with the dedication of Gonggong Chen, there must be good news coming soon, and the emperor does not have to worry too much." Seeing the Emperor of the Apocalypse walking back, Chen Lin hurriedly leaned sideways to lead the way in front and said with a smile.

Waving his hand, the Emperor of the Apocalypse scolded with a smile: "You slaves and maids are becoming more and more able to speak, I really don't know who you are talking to." I can't believe your, otherwise I wouldn't have coaxed you to find the north. ”

"The slaves and maids are just telling the truth, but they don't dare to deceive the emperor!" Chen Lin knew that the Emperor of the Apocalypse was not angry, but in a good mood, so he naturally continued.

Back in the cabin for breakfast, but the Emperor of the Apocalypse had just eaten half of his meal when a small eunuch walked in. muttered a few words in Chen Lin's ear, then turned around and retreated.

"What's wrong? What's the matter? Seeing this scene, the Emperor of the Apocalypse did not look up, and asked intentionally or unintentionally. The big and small things on the ship are handled by special people, and they can come here to report the news. There must be no small things, and the Emperor of the Apocalypse is very clear in his heart.

Chen Lin hurriedly walked to the opposite side of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, knelt on the ground, and said, "Your Majesty, Gonggong Chen is back!" ”

Slightly stunned, frowned, put down the chopsticks in his hand, and asked the Emperor of the Apocalypse with a little question: "Didn't you go to Nanjing?" How to come back at this time? Did something happen? ”

"There is no announcement for this, but Gonggong Chen said that there is something important to be like the emperor, and he must be like the emperor Chen!" Chen Lin didn't dare to look up. Kneel on the ground and say.

Nodding. It seems that there is something wrong with Chen Hong's return. Glancing at Chen Lin, the Emperor of the Apocalypse said, "Go!" Bring Chen Hong in! ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Chen Lin hurriedly saluted respectfully and quickly got up from the ground. Respectfully withdrew.

It didn't take long for Chen Lin to walk in with the dusty Chen Hong, and Chen Hong at this time did not have the gentle and elegant image of the past. The whole person looked quite depressed, there were a few cuts in the clothes on his body, and a few strands on his beard had been stuck together because of sweat.

Picking up his clothes and kneeling on the ground, Chen Hong's voice trembled and said: "Slave Chen Hong, see the emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live!" ”

looked at Chen Hong, who was excited. The Emperor of the Apocalypse stood up from his chair, helped Chen Hong up, and said in a deep voice, "Is something wrong?" Go ahead! ”

"Your Majesty, there is nothing to do, the slave and maid can see the emperor's peace. Nothing is left! Chen Hong stood up respectfully, tears falling down his eyes, but his face was full of smiles.

Looking at Chen Hong with a smile, the Emperor of the Apocalypse gently patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, don't cry!" Such a big person, what can't get by! He walked back to his chair and ate his breakfast.

Glancing at Chen Lin on the side, the Emperor of the Apocalypse smiled and ordered: "Go and fetch some water for your godfather, let him wash his face and wash his hands!" Then add a chair and grab a pair of chopsticks! As he spoke, he turned to Chen Hong and said with a smile: "Clean up and come over to have breakfast with me!" ”

Chen on the side hurriedly wiped his tears and said in fear: "Emperor Xie Longen, this torture of the slave and maid, the slave and the maid don't dare to kill it!" ”

"Alright, don't talk about that! Hurry up, rambling! The Emperor of the Apocalypse waved his hand, his face sank, and he seemed to be a little impatient.

"Yes, you don't have to!" With a smile on his face, Chen Hong saluted respectfully and withdrew.

However, the Emperor of the Apocalypse had already finished eating, and Chen Hong walked back from outside. His hair was thin, and he once again put on the clothes of a eunuch. The water stains on the hair have not yet dried, apparently freshly washed.

"Didn't you eat first? Why did you run to take a shower? The Emperor of the Apocalypse waved his hand and said, "Let's go eat!" ”

"Your Majesty, this is something that the minister found out in Nanjing, please take a look at it!" took out something from his body and respectfully handed it to the Emperor of the Apocalypse, and Chen Hong stood aside.

Reaching out to take the fold, the Emperor of the Apocalypse smiled and said, "You go and eat!" I asked as I looked, and you answered at the same time! Why are you in such a hurry to come back? But what happened in Nanjing? ”

"Your Majesty, there is no matter, but the slave maid learned that they were actually going to send someone to assassinate the emperor, and the slave maid was in a hurry to come back to report the news. I didn't expect to come back late, but fortunately, the emperor was blessed with great fortune, no danger and no danger, everything went well. Chen Hong took a sip of soup, heard the Emperor of the Apocalypse ask, and hurriedly said. Speaking out at this time is not considered a manifest skill, but it is much more useful than a manifest skill.

Without saying anything, the Emperor of the Apocalypse unfolded the recital, which gave a detailed account of Chen Hong's trip to Nanjing. There is also a piece of paper at the back, which is Cui Fu's list. The original memo looked like the ink had not yet dried, and it was obviously written by Chen Hong who had just returned to the ship.

"Spread the Sun Chuan Ting!" The Emperor of the Apocalypse put the fold aside and said to Chen Lin at the door.

After a short time, Sun Chuanting, who was wearing a helmet and armor, walked in and said respectfully: "The minister Sun Chuanting sees the emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live!" ”

Motioning to Sun Chuanting to get up, the Emperor of the Apocalypse picked up Chen Hong's recital and said, "Aiqing, this is what Chen Hong got back from Nanjing, take a look!" ”

Respectfully took the fold, Sun Chuanting's face was a little dignified, obviously he took the word Nanjing very seriously. After looking at it carefully, Sun Chuanting handed it back to the Emperor of the Apocalypse, his brows furrowed.

"Sun Aiqing, if you have anything to say, it's okay to say it!" The face of the Emperor of the Apocalypse was also very serious, and he waved his hand to let the eunuchs and palace maids retreat, leaving only Chen Hong and his son to serve.

"Your Majesty, the minister feels that the emperor can't move forward, so stop here for the time being, waiting for the arrival of the rear army! Now there are only 5,000 people in the Beijing camp around the emperor, which is too thin. When I arrived in Nanjing, if there was any mistake, the minister couldn't afford it! Please think of the people in the world and the well-being of all the people! Sun Chuanting's expression was very serious, and his face was a little gloomy.

Picking up the fold and tapping it gently, the Emperor of the Apocalypse did not answer Sun Chuanting's question, but just asked lightly: "Sun Aiqing, why do you think so?" Tell me about it! ”

"Yes, Your Majesty! The minister just looked at the list, and there were not only civil officials on it, but also military generals like An Xiangbo. Chen Gonggong wrote very clearly, Wei Guogong was assassinated, and now he is sick in bed, and the military power is in the hands of An Xiangbo. Now that the assassination of the emperor has failed, these people must be desperate. Now if the emperor comes to Nanjing, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not die and struggle. Then the emperor will be in danger, if the emperor has any mistakes, the ministers will not be able to explain to the people! "Sun Chuanting is actually not a conjecture, but an affirmation!

As the so-called fish die and the net is broken, those people will definitely not sit still, and will definitely do the thing of the fish dead and the net is broken. Only brought 5,000 people to Nanjing, which can be said to be more than lucky. However, Sun Chuanting is also confident that as long as the remaining 10,000 moneyless people arrive, it is also very simple to break the thief. After all, the combat power of the Beijing camp is there, and the soldiers and horses of Nanjing have almost no combat power.

Those who rebelled also started in a hurry, and those who were willing to rebel were definitely a minority, and when the time came, they would definitely use both to suppress and appease the rebellion, and it would definitely be overnight to quell the rebellion. At this time, Sun Chuanting was worried about the Emperor of the Apocalypse, once the Emperor of the Apocalypse insisted on going his own way and something happened in Nanjing, it would be really a precursor to the chaos in the world.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse slowly stood up, paced around the room, and finally looked at Sun Chuanting and said, "How long will it take to arrive?" How long will it take for the 15,000 men to arrive? ”

"Your Majesty, three days at most! The minister can send someone to pass the order, I believe it will be there in two days! "After all, the army is on a land route, which is not the same as the Emperor of the Apocalypse taking a boat.

"Good! You go ahead and arrange it! "The Emperor of the Apocalypse is not stupid, he didn't come to Nanjing to die, he hasn't lived enough! For such a risky thing, the Emperor of the Apocalypse would not do it.

At this time in the city of Nanjing, a pair of people began to assemble in the city, and the destination was the school field in Dongcheng. It is the place where the martial arts are performed every year, and the place is spacious, and the rest of the city really can't accommodate it.

In the Wei Mansion, Luo Sigong walked around the door with an anxious face, and Luo Sigong, whose sideburns had turned white, looked a little old. Luo Sigong, who has always been calm and indifferent, suddenly felt a little powerless at this time. However, none of these could occupy his heart, but the impatience and anxiety that had rarely appeared before surrounded Luo Sigong.

"My lord, Grandpa Guo, please come in!" The housekeeper came to Luo Sigong's side, smiled, and said respectfully.

Breathing a deep sigh of relief, Luo Sigong also knew that at this time, only Wei Guogong could influence the situation. After sorting out his thoughts, Luo Sigong regained his previous indifference, nodded to the housekeeper, and strode in! However, his feet seemed to be very hard, and every step made a crisp sound.