Another night, there was a great thunder, and lightning lit up half of the city, and one fell on a palace, and suddenly it burst into flames.

There have been no people living here for decades, Biyong Lane is deserted, it is a heavy rainy night, the patrol attendants are not as attentive as usual, the vision is blocked, and when it is found, half of the side hall has been burned down.

It was also a pity that it was raining heavily today, and the fire did not spread, burning and pouring on the other, leaving a pile of coke smoking in the end.

Han Gonggong got the letter, sighed and wiped his face, the saint finally fell asleep, he better wait until dawn.

I just sent someone here, and before I thought about it, another chamberlain rushed over.

The chamberlain didn't have an umbrella, let alone rain gear, and his body was as if he had been fished out of the water.

It was obviously summer, but the people who came made the night rain cold all over.

The chamberlain came closer, and his voice was so cold that he trembled: "Zhengxi, Zhengxi General Pang Deng has brought and led troops into the customs, he, he said that he wants to clear the king's side!" ”

Gonggong Han's brows were furrowed, and he hurriedly turned around and went in, and at this time, he didn't care about whether the saint was resting or not, and he knelt down in front of the dragon bed and said, "Saint, Pang Deng, the general of the expedition to the west, has entered the customs in the name of the Qingjun side. ”

The Holy One is still asleep.

It was still a nightmare, no matter how wide his eyes were, he couldn't see the facial features of the man in the dragon robe, and suddenly the voice of Gonggong Han came from his ears, so that in the next moment, the person's face was clear, it was Pang Deng.

The saint screamed, his eyes suddenly opened, and he sat up, gasping for air.

Then, he lifted the curtain, stared at Han Gonggong in amazement, and said word by word: "Say it again!" ”

Gonggong Han swallowed his saliva: "The general of the expedition to the west, Pang Deng, led the troops into the ......"

"What is he going to do?" The Holy One lifted up his voice.

"Qing ......" Han Gonggong's throat tightened, and he snorted twice before he could speak again, "Qingjun side." ”

The saint got down from the dragon bed and strode out barefoot, and the lightning reflected the palace room, and the faces of the people who shone were pale.

As he walked, he scolded: "When did I let him clear the king's side?" Who the hell is he trying to clear? I can't bear to see that his surname Pang is impatient, and he wants to learn from Qiao Jing to rebel! ”

Han Gonggong held a robe in one hand and dragon shoes in the other, and chased the saint all the way from the dormitory to the imperial study.

The wind blew the rain down the corridor, and he didn't have his hands to block it, and a little chamberlain came to hold an umbrella for him.

Father-in-law Han was angry and anxious, and scolded: "Hurry up and chase the saint!" Something that doesn't look good! ”

For a while, inside and outside the imperial study, it seemed to be messed up.

The summer day dawns early, but it's not yet dawn, and it's a thunderstorm again, and the clouds are falling, making the sky darker and darker.

When Jiang Shiyu rushed to the palace gate, he happened to meet Cheng Guogong, who was summoned.

You Shangshu of the military department was one step ahead of them, and when he heard the voice, he stopped his steps, turned around and hurriedly saluted.

Jiang Shiyu waved his hand hurriedly, he was summoned to the palace at this hour, although he didn't know the matter, but he must have burned his eyebrows, where is the time to pay attention to the rules.

The three of them went to the imperial study together, and halfway through, Sun Qi and Sun Miao caught up from behind, and the two of them were in a hurry, and their clothes were not as neat as usual, so that they took care of the wind and rain, and they looked more and more embarrassed.

When the group entered the imperial study, they realized that the least "exquisite" thing was the saint.

The saint was cloaked and scattered, sitting behind the big case in a middle coat, he obviously didn't have time to tidy up, but he was so angry that he didn't want to tidy up at all.

The robe that Han Gonggong hugged over was not put on by the saint, but only a pair of shoes.

Sun Luo and Sun Xuan lived in the palace, and they arrived the earliest, because of the short distance, they were the two who were the least embarrassed among them.

The saint held his breath and didn't speak, and everyone didn't know what the situation was, so Sun Qi could only ask Sun Xuan with his eyes.

But in fact, Sun Xuan came early, and after he came, he stood like a candle with Sun Luo, not knowing the situation.

Sun Qi had no way, and he demanded himself as a prince, so he had to ask.

Coincidentally, the third prince arrived, and there was another greeting and saluting.

These three were old, and they were called up in the middle of the night, so Master Fu looked more energetic, and Mrs. Feng didn't even hold back, and the emperor coughed constantly.

Seeing this, Gonggong Han brought him a cup of hot tea, and while the saint was still sulking, he whispered to Sun Qi: "Pang Deng led the troops into the customs to clear the king's side." ”

Sun Qi was so shocked that his hair stood on end, and he muttered, "General Zhengxi? ”

"The big general!" Sun Qi's voice was suppressed, so that the saint heard it, and he scolded angrily on the spot, "I know that Pang Deng is not a good thing!" At that time, Dongyi was persecuted in the name of harmony, and I wanted Ah Yuan to ask Pang Deng to transfer some Xiliang troops to support the customs. It's really like I've been fed! ”

The saint had endured it before, but when he opened his mouth, the fire gushed down, and he couldn't hold it back, and scolded Pang Deng from beginning to end.

Through the scolding of the saint, everyone finally understood the ins and outs of the matter, and their faces were not good-looking.

The so-called Qingjun side is just a beginning, to put it bluntly, Pang Deng led the troops into the customs, which was a rebellion.

The more the saint scolded, the more angry he became, and said, "What about his three sons in the capital? Haven't caught it yet? ”

Previously, the Holy Lord had already asked the Imperial Forest Army to besiege the Pang family brothers' residence in the capital, but there was no news back at this moment.

Jiang Shiyu and Cheng Guogong exchanged a look, and they were not optimistic about it.

Poundon came in a rage, how could he not leave a way out for his sons?

Looking for it now, most of the people have gone to the empty building.

But what if Poundon's three sons were caught?

Pang Deng dared to send troops, would he not be able to retire for the sake of his son?

Obviously, the battle on the front foot has just begun, and the court has not yet eased up, and it looks like another war.

And it's very different from the previous ones.

The Di people attacked the northern border and even went down several cities and passes, but they were finally stopped by Yumen Pass, and the battlefield was only the northern border;

Sun Bi and Dong Zhiwang rebelled, only defended but did not attack, and did not touch the outside of the guide's tomb;

Qiao Jing had the heart to go straight to the Central Plains, but the imperial court had already taken precautions and prevented their surprise attack, and even if he went down the river, the war would affect the banks of the Yangtze River, and he could not reach Gyeonggi;

The battle of Dongyi even fixed the battlefield in Dongyi, even if the Dongyi people wanted to die together, Cheng Guogong did not let the enemy break through the town customs.

And now, Poundon caught everyone off guard, he has entered the customs.

The Xiliang Army is famous for its iron cavalry, and after entering the customs, facing the land of the Central Plains, it can be described as a flat river.

There are not many garrisons in the Central Plains, and because of the successive wars, the troops are becoming more and more insufficient, and the Marquis of Suning, General Yu and others are training new soldiers, either Shudi, Nanling or Jiangnan, or they are in a hurry at this moment.

Pang Deng's hand is enough to reach the capital.