"By the Holy Decree, General Dou Wu and Taifu Chen Fan intend to rebel against ......"

The blood outside the Qianhe Hall was not dry, and the dozens of Xuanjia soldiers who were urgently summoned above the main hall hugged their fists and left quickly.

This time, thousands of guards did not take down the Qianhe Palace, and the three battalions of soldiers and horses responsible for garrisoning Luoyang directly entered Luoyang, setting off a bloody storm in Luoyang City with the momentum of thunder.

Everyone in the DPRK and China was in danger, and the most proud thing was naturally to break through thousands of troops that day and protect Liu Hong's head of the ten permanent servants - Zhang Rang.

Because of this matter, Zhang Rang held the order in his hand, and he was already in a situation under one person and above ten thousand people in Luoyang City.

The mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is full of buildings, and even the sky in Luoyang City has been gloomy for several days.

In the Qianhe Palace, Zhang Rang was still standing expressionlessly in front of the side door next to the main hall, saying that he was looking at Liu Hong, the Emperor of Han Ling on the dragon chair, but in fact, there was no focus in those slightly bloodshot eyes.

On the dragon chair, Liu Hong was still wearing gold armor, holding the dragon head handle on the dragon chair with his right hand, silently looking outside the hall, also without any expression.

Obviously the situation has been stabilized, but now Liu Hong and Zhang Rang seem to be more and more depressed.

The two remained silent in the main hall, and neither of them spoke.

The sky outside the main hall became more and more gloomy, and the two palace maids walked to the palace lamp with small steps and were about to light the lamp, when Liu Hong, who was on the dragon chair, waved his hand expressionlessly to stop it.

The two palace maids hurriedly lowered their heads and retreated silently.

As the hall gradually darkened, Liu Hong's face became much more gloomy, and in silence, he asked hoarsely.

"Has Huangfu Song come back?"

"Not yet."

Compared with the respect of a few days ago, Zhang Rang's words now seem much more casual.

Liu Hong didn't mind, since he killed Dou Wu and Chen Fan in the main hall, his mind was no longer on these trivial matters.

Noticing Liu Hong's gloomy face, Zhang Rang gave up his hand and said respectfully.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, if there is a villain in the palace for a day, he will swear to protect my Han country to the death."

"Really? Then you're not far from death. ”

It was obvious that Zhang Rang was so sincere, but Liu Hong's words seemed extremely contemptuous, and he didn't mean to look at him at all.

You must know that a few days ago, Zhang Rang blocked the nearly 1,000 guards outside the Qianhe Palace alone, otherwise his head would have fallen to the ground.

Obviously, there was such a slack between the words, Zhang Rang respectfully did not accept it, and there was no anger on his face.

Maybe it's because he has been following Liu Hong for so many years, he has long been accustomed to the temper of today's saints.

What's more, the current situation is indeed not something that a small eunuch can hold on.

There was silence in the hall again, and it was dusk outside the hall, and after only a while, he couldn't see his fingers, and the whole hall was even more deadly silent.

The two little palace maids who held the lamp secretly glanced outside the door, and they didn't dare to enter easily without hearing Liu Hong's voice.

According to their identities, in fact, these two little palace maids are also quite popular with Liu Hong, and they are quite noisy on weekdays, so they dare to be so presumptuous.

The two of them listened secretly outside the door, and before they could hear any movement, suddenly their bodies trembled, and they sat down on the ground together, seeing their heads droop and die like this!

In the main hall, Zhang Rang withdrew his black boots expressionlessly, and the remaining momentum of the explosive energy on his body had not completely dissipated for a while.

In silence, Liu Hong, who had been silent, rubbed the chair handle made of gilded dragon head with his wide palm, as if with nostalgia, and reluctantly explained.

"Let, if I die, you need to take a good look at my big Han country."

"Your Majesty is serious."

said that it was polite, but Zhang Rang did not feel the slightest pride because of this sentence.

Even if Liu Hong has the intention of entrusting Gu at the moment, Zhang Rang knows very well in his heart that it is difficult to say a certain number of changes now, and maybe he will die earlier than Liu Hong.

It's just that he never dares to say these thoughts.

The monarch is the king, and the minister is the minister, not to mention that Liu Hong, the Emperor of the Han Dynasty in front of him, is the lord of the Han Dynasty, and he has the dragon energy of Kyushu.

When the golden dragon armor was inherited to Emperor Wu Zhongxing, it even improved Liu Hong's luck to the extreme, plus he now does not leave the Qianhe Hall day and night, and he doesn't even open the dragon chair, although his qi is remnant, it is especially extinct.

Zhang Rang has the strength to kill thousands of troops, but he still doesn't dare to make a mistake in front of Liu Hong.

This is a male lion who is about to die, and even if he is old and decrepit, people still dare not easily test his majesty.

It's ridiculous to say that the Han Dynasty has a century-old foundation, and when it comes here, the person who can be used with confidence in Liu Hong's hands is a eunuch.

Thinking of this, Liu Hong smiled self-deprecatingly, raised his head slightly, and looked at the dim sky outside the palace.

Today's Han Dynasty, from the princes and nobles to the common people, are all separated from morality.

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were all eyeing each other, and nine times out of ten the daily performances were all about impeaching these eunuchs who were used by Liu Hong.

Those so-called loyal people naturally don't have so little eyesight, they are just too greedy, like a group of sideburns dogs that smell blood, even if they are scared away, they will probe their brains and come around, step by step to test and eat......

They smelled Liu Hong's weakness and smelled the breath of the great man, so they all gathered together, and no one wanted to suffer.

Liu Hong took a deep breath, and the look in his eyes faded a little for some reason.

As soon as Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun left Luoyang, Liu Hong didn't know how many days he could live.

He not only hoped that Huangfu Song would come back, but he was also afraid of waiting for an unpleasant result.

After all, Huangfu Song is the son of Yanmen who guards the Huangfu Festival, and after the famous general, his strength is naturally good.

But in today's situation, even Liu Hong can't see clearly which side he is on.

In the blink of an eye, the night outside was dark, and the lights in the hall had not been seen for a long time, and the chill gradually grew.

Zhang Rang, who was standing at the side door, knew Liu Hong's physical condition, and he didn't care if he didn't like it, so he made a joke.

"Your Majesty, it's cold, or hold the lamp, right?"

“……”

"Your Majesty?"

“……”

There was no response to two consecutive sounds, Zhang Rang's heart trembled, and he hurriedly stepped forward, and before he could walk to the dragon chair, he suddenly saw Liu Hong staggering and standing up.

"Your Majesty!"

Zhang Rang subconsciously stopped and waited to ask, but he saw Liu Hong's golden mang, scattered as a five-clawed golden dragon and flew up!

"Your Majesty!"

Seeing that the dragon qi on Liu Hong's body was dissipating, Zhang Rang jumped up, and in a hurry, he wanted to pull the golden dragon back.

It's a pity that before he could get closer, a majestic aura spread out in an instant, and it shook so hard that Zhang Rang flew out upside down, the high crown fell, and his gray hair was scattered like madness.

The golden dragon flew into the sky, flew out of the main hall in a blink of an eye, and after soaring straight to the Qianhe Hall and circling a few times, it was directly blown up into countless gold dust streamers.

At the same time, the thirteen state capitals in the world, whether it is a city or a mountain forest, with armor or cloth clothes, countless people look up to the sky!

These troubled times! The curtain has risen!