Chapter 376: Capture the Ascending Dragon

Time flies. Jin Wuxi went, the jade rabbit rose eastward, and in a blink of an eye, it came to night.

In the entire Thang Long City, there is a bit of an atmosphere that is loose on the outside and tight on the inside.

Although martial law on the street is still the same, it has been about 10 days since Zhu Houhuang captured Haiphong, and no matter how tight the string collapses for a long time, it will naturally be relaxed. This is the long-term affection of people.

The teams of soldiers who patrol the night have a little feeling of coping with errands.

It's just that they have an extra sense of coping with errands.

They didn't know that across the wall from the place where they were patrolling, there were countless people fighting hard, whether it was the people of Zheng Fuzhong or the army controlled by the Mo family, they were all preparing to fight, but the patrolling people didn't know about it.

"Report." Mo Dengying was wearing armor and a sword, heroic, looking like Mei Zhoulang, steadying in the hall, listening to the news from all directions.

"The troops are already in place, just wait for His Highness's order."

"Report, the Zheng family sent someone to report, they are also ready to be in place, please wait for His Highness's order."

Mo Dengying snorted coldly and said, "How is it outside the city?" ”

"The Ming army camp is brightly lit, and it seems that there is no rest, but the blockade around it is too strict, and the Tanma has not been able to find out the news."

Mo Dengying said: "It seems that I have a plan in the Ming army, Ruan Shien." ”

"The slave is here." Ruan Shien said.

"The Zheng family in the city is handed over to you. I am sitting in the city, and I have to see the bravery of the Dayue men in the northern court. Mordenying stood up abruptly and said.

Ruan Shien felt that Mo Dengying was playing too much, and if he only dealt with the Zheng family, he would naturally be nine out of ten, but even the Ming army was involved. Ruan Shien was a little uncertain.

But he didn't dare to say it. Because he knew that before Mo Dengying, Mo Dengyong had always been considered young and had not experienced any major things, so he was not entrusted with important tasks. It was only after Fan Jiamo's death that Mo Dengyong felt that the years were unforgiving, and he had the mind to cultivate his son.

In addition to the palace change, this is the first big thing that Mo Dengying did.

At the time of the palace change, Mo Dengying was just a supporting role. And now it is he who is in full charge. Mo Dengying held his breath in his heart, and he had to do the next vigorous thing, so that people could know that the prince of Mingjun was also a first-class talent. also let his father know that there is a successor.

With this mentality, Ruan Shien knows that persuasion is useless. He secretly said in his heart: "I must solve the Zheng family as soon as possible, and then help the prince." ”

Just as Mordening was preparing.

Zheng Zixuan is also preparing.

The Zheng family is the old patriarch, and he is also covered in armor at this moment, wearing armor from I don't know how many years ago. It looks very old, but it has been wiped clean.

The patriarch of the Zheng clan went down, and the heads of each house were all dressed in armor. Each with his sword stood in the middle of the hall, and some of the chiefs of the rooms were too old to go into battle. So it's all the nephews of the younger generation who go into battle instead of them.

Only then did the patriarch of the Zheng clan say slowly: "Today, it is necessary to be true and false, a team of people will follow me to the south gate, and the rest of the people will launch in the east at the end of the day. ”

"Uncle, didn't you say that the South Gate was launched before? Why did it change to the East Gate? ”

The patriarch of the Zheng clan told them all the inside story, and said: "The south gate is fake, the east gate is real, remember that you rushed directly to the east gate along the long street, remember, don't hesitate, after opening the city gate, you can receive the Ming army coming in, if you can't answer it." Then rush out, and never turn back. ”

"And what about our families?" The Zheng family gathered, and every square was the Zheng family, and there were thousands of family members in the city.

"A few of our old brothers have discussed." A white-haired old man coughed lightly twice and said, "Surround everyone in the ancestral house, distribute weapons to the healthy women, let them guard them, and prepare things to start fire." If we fail, we burn it down. ”

"What?" Some young people don't dare to believe the old man's words at all, how ruthless can this person be to say such a thing.

But they have to believe that politics itself is such a cruel thing.

"Remember, we can only win and not lose, and once we fail, the Zheng family will be a thing of the past." The patriarch of the Zheng clan said slowly, his tone extremely heavy.

For a while, there was no sound of speech in the hall, only the sound of weapons moving gently, and there was the sound of wood moving.

"Daddy." A middle-aged man suddenly said: "Daddy, since we are launching at the East Gate, won't Daddy go to the South Gate to fall into the net?" ”

This man is the son of the patriarch of the Zheng family.

As soon as he said this, the people below reacted, and it turned out that the patriarch was going to do a death mission.

"Someone must go to win the trust of Mo Dengying, Mo Xiaothief is not a fool. If I don't go, how can I make him believe that my Zheng family is really taking refuge in them. Which of you can take my place? The patriarch of the Zheng clan said. He said softly: "Moreover, I am over Jiazi today. Even if he dies today, it is not considered a joy or mourning, so there is nothing to worry about. ”

"Please brothers, sons and nephews, be a witness here, from today onwards, my son, Zheng Huaixing, is the new head of the Zheng family." The patriarch of the Zheng clan said.

For a time, no one stood up to oppose it.

The patriarch of the Zheng clan controls the power of the clan, although he also pays attention to the ability of the lineage, but every time the power is handed over, it is not calm. The dark tide behind is turbulent, and there is never less.

But now, Zheng Zixuan, for the sake of the Zheng family, wants to fill in this life. No one is embarrassed to compete with Zheng Huaixing for the position of patriarch.

The Zheng clan patriarch's gaze swept over the heads of the houses, and none of them spoke. Not speaking, in itself, is a tacit meaning.

The old patriarch of the Zheng clan continued to his son: "Remember Huaixing, the day I became the patriarch of the Zheng clan, my life was not my own, but Zheng's, and it was natural to die for the Zheng family." ”

Zheng Huaixing couldn't help but tears flowed down his face, and said, "The child knows." ”

The old patriarch of the Zheng clan got up and said, "Huaixing, come and sit." ”

Zheng Huaixing did not refuse, but sat on the main seat as a matter of course. The old patriarch of the Zheng clan smiled slightly: "Now I will also talk about the last thing, I need someone to die with me, who goes." ”

The old patriarch of the Zheng clan can't travel without pomp, and when it comes to joint action, the Zheng family can't go without people. Otherwise, it will be perfunctory at a glance.

Therefore, this group of people should not be too many, but it should not be less than 100 people. And this group of people are mortal people.

"Me." "Me."

At this time, the centripetal force of the Zheng family was revealed, and a lot of people were sent from each room, and after a while, two hundred people were drawn out to go up and down. The old patriarch of the Zheng family deleted, deleted, and reduced it, and finally left more than 100 people.

He said, "It's not too early, I'm going to see Mo Dengying." Say goodbye. ”

Old man Zheng took a deep look, he had stayed in the council hall for decades, turned around and left.

With a "plop", Zheng Huaixing knelt on the ground and roared in a low voice: "Dad." This suppressed cry makes people feel even more painful.

"Plop plop." There was a continuous sound of kneeling, and the heads of the houses on both sides also knelt on the ground and said, "Congratulations to the patriarch." ”

Their heads were just buckled to the ground, all as a send-off.

I don't know how many people are dying tonight, and among them, I don't know how many people can spend tonight, but the old patriarch Zheng Zixuan, I'm afraid it's really goodbye.

The old patriarch paused slightly, and then strode out as if he had not seen or heard anything, and then the sound of dense footsteps was remembered in the courtyard. The death squad that had already been selected, the Zheng clan who left with the old patriarch.

At this time, the sky darkened slightly. It was already dusk. The afterglow of the setting sun shone obliquely on the old patriarch's face, and the golden light obscured the gray color of his hair, but instead seemed to be coated with a layer of gold paint, shining. He squinted at the sun and lowered his eyes slightly, blocking out the rays of the setting sun.

He knew that this might be the last time he would see the sun. So his eyes were very infatuated, even if the sunlight was a little dazzling, he was reluctant to move away, and after looking at it for a while, he slowly said, "Let's go, it can't be too late." ”