Establishment (3)
Due to the large population flow of the Beijing Division, the Yongle Emperor deployed troops around the capital, except for the thousands of infantry under the Admiral of the Nine Gates who guarded the nine gates of the capital, the rest of the army was scattered in the suburbs of Beijing in the form of battalions, guards, and forts, but each garrison did not exceed 10,000 people, or even only a few thousand people.
Emperor Yongle stationed troops in this method, in addition to better controlling the population, in order to prevent the possibility of rebellion.
Bai Hanyan stood on a high place, looking down at the black oppressive army, the iron cavalry armor, and left the camp overnight in the firelight, it was extremely eye-catching at a glance, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously outlined a smile.
The army marched overnight, the whole ground seemed to be shaking, the huge sound of thousands of horses galloping was like thunder rolling in the sky, and the iron horse of Xuanyi rushed to the forefront like an arrow of arrows, and galloped into the army stationed on the outskirts of Beijing like a flowing cloud and waterfall.
In the middle of the night, they unexpectedly attacked the three major garrisons on the outskirts of Beijing, and 20,000 people easily broke through the Yuanmen, and they were always killed by Chen Jinhui, and the captured soldiers were forced to join the battle in order to save their lives.
Chen Jinhui, who led the troops on a fierce horse, looked up and laughed like a wolf in the dark night, his eyes looked in the direction of the palace, and his eyes were long-suppressed arrogance and urgent desire for power.
For Chen Jinhui, the timid general is afraid that he is already the least dangerous soldier and horse, and he is afraid that he has already tacitly agreed with the generals, just waiting for the opportunity to escape and run away in the chaos of the big war, but it doesn't matter, after all, it is not his person, and it is the best to use it as cannon fodder.
On the horizon in the direction of the imperial city, outside Guo Qianli, the majestic imperial city, eight rivers surround the nine city gates, now it is the second day, the sun is full, Daming Palace is bathed in the pale golden morning light, the sun rises in the east like a dazzling red light.
Chen Jinhui led the army to the foot of the capital, the people fled in all directions, all of them died under the flying horses' hooves before they had time to escape, the corpses were all over the field, and the blood was everywhere.
The emperor on the Jinluan Palace, Long Yan was furious at this moment, but he was exhausted, and now he was in ten directions, like a landslide and the ground cracked, rushing to his face!
Shortly after dawn, when the sky was not clear, Longyou Villa reflected a faint darkness in the Fuxing Square not far from the Imperial Palace, and Longyou, as the name suggests, was the royal courtyard and occupied almost a quarter of the place in the workshop.
Longyou Villa, the red wall and white tiles are not inferior to the palace, and the surrounding people are a little puzzled these days, although there are soldiers here on weekdays, but in recent days, nearly 100 Jin Wuwei who protect the royal family have been transferred to guard it in person, and the three outer layers of the three layers here are surrounded by water, and outsiders are not allowed to get close, and the people around the two are also used to this, and they don't want to inquire more often.
The backyard on the east side of the village is close to the palace city, that is to say, the east side of the villa used to be the towering imperial city, the Taihu Lake flows through the palace wall from the imperial city, the east and west rush out, a water flows together in the villa, the middle tower stands in the village, the momentum is majestic,.
And in the villa, a low wall separates the two courtyards of the villa, at this moment the iron gate on the wall of the backyard has an iron lock, isolating the two courtyards, and standing here to look at the top of the wall, but see the pavilion is scattered and undulating, hidden behind the towering ancient trees, at this moment the leaves of the ancient trees are gone, you can see the eaves and windows on the high pavilion, at this moment the morning is not bright, dim, all this has become a overlapping black shadow, the huge ancient trees stretch out the towering branches, stubbornly stabbing into the sky. The cold wind howled and twisted the strangely shaped branches of the trees into a hideous arc, and the withered yellow leaves rose in mid-air and poked their heads out of the top of the wall, as if trying to get out of this eerie place.
At this moment, there was a touch of crimson in the pavilion, and through the unclear morning light, it was clearly visible that there was a man reclining on the corridor.
His red clothes fluttered in the gray morning light, his handsome face was expressionless, and at this moment, he seemed to feel something strange, sniffed his nose gently, and a smell rushed into his nose, he frowned without a trace, raised his eyes to look out of the wall, his eyes narrowed slightly into a narrow thin line, and muttered in a low voice: "Is there a vision coming from the sky?" β
As if to confirm Duan Changge's words, when the first blood-red light of the morning shone on the eyes of Jin Wuwei, the guard of Longyou Villa, they blinked in unison, and when they raised their eyelids again, they saw a female Taoist priest with a golden crown on her head and a bright white robe, stepping on the morning light from under the stone steps, and it was in front of her in a moment.
"What people!"
The head of the sword-bearer was Jin Wu Wei Changshi, who had a large official rank, and when he saw someone breaking in, he immediately drew his knife and asked coldly.
The female Taoist priest slowly raised her head in the morning light, her eyes were curling, she did not eat fireworks, her whole body was plain, she did not apply powder, her eyes were slender, and she grew out of a soul-seducing beauty, which was really like a fairy outside the square.
Those Jin Wuwei were stunned at this moment, and even the tone of questioning softened a little: "This fairy girl, this is the royal palace, if you want to turn into a fate, please move elsewhere." β
The female Taoist priest was like a ritual, and lowered her eyes and whispered: "The poor Taoist occasionally passed here, and saw that the sky above this was pressed by the black air from a shareholder, and the haze was sluggish, I was afraid that there would be a disaster of blood and light, so I wanted to come here to comfort one or two, hoping to resolve this disaster." β
"Full of nonsense!" As soon as the Jinwu Wei Changshi heard this, he couldn't help but scold him loudly: "This is the royal courtyard, adjacent to the imperial city in the east, in the words of the Taoist aunt, isn't that black cloud coming from the palace......" Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly shocked and immediately silenced, as if he thought of something, raised his eyes and took a deep look at the female Taoist, his hand unconsciously placed on the long knife on his waist, and there was a hint of inquiry in his eyes.
The female Taoist priest looked at his appearance, there was no trace of panic on her face, she lowered her eyebrows and smiled lightly, and said softly: "Immeasurable Tianzun, the poor road is here, just to see through the mystery, I want to come to comfort one or two, if you don't believe it, cherish yourself, be careful of causing trouble, the poor road will not be bothered, and say goodbye." β
After saying that, she really turned around and left by herself, that Jin Wuwei Changshi thought about it with heavy eyes, but still opened his mouth to call her, hesitated for a while, and then put down the hand holding the handle of the knife, and said: "Fairy Gu is slow, this matter is very important, and Fairy Gu can be responsible for this, otherwise he will be punished for the crime of spreading rumors, and he will lose his life if he takes care of it." β
"The poor Tao is a monk, and he doesn't want to meddle in his affairs, but it can be seen that this cholera is afraid that all the people will suffer, and he can't bear it, even if he is willing to risk the sin of heaven's curse, he comes here to break the heavens with you and wait for the way to solve the disaster of the people." The female Taoist priest lowered her eyes and smiled lightly, really like a low-eyebrow bodhisattva.
Hearing what she said, Na Changshi didn't dare to slack off, and said hurriedly: "Fairy Gu, please wait for a while, the lower officials are soft-spoken, and they don't dare to say anything about this matter, let me be tolerant."
The female Taoist priest gave a salute, bowed slightly, and said lightly: "Yes." β
Changshi explained a few words to Jin Wuwei, turned around and pushed the door into the courtyard, and then after a while, he saw the gate of the courtyard slowly open, and a group of Jin Wuwei swarmed out, holding a middle-aged man in plain clothes and slowly walked out. β
When Zhu Gaochi heard what he said, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and when he heard the deep meaning of the female Taoist priest's words, he knew his identity, raised his hand to signal her to stand up, and said with a smile: "What did the fairy girl just say?" β
"Enlighten the nobles, and the poor people are entrusted by the people to resolve this disaster for the nobles." The female Taoist priest has a graceful posture and clear eyebrows.
Zhu Gaochi frowned and groaned, "Oh? I don't know who the fairy girl is entrusted by? β
"The poor road is entrusted by the people of the world." The female Taoist priest is a pearl.
Zhu Gaochi raised his eyebrows and looked at her, as if he was looking through the skin, the female Taoist priest smiled lightly as usual, her eyes were like the bright moon, and she was bright and clean, for a long time, Zhu Gaochi sighed slightly: "Fairy Gu inside, please." β
The female Taoist priest shook her head and said: "Blessed and noble, the poor road is not easy to step into, the noble person should remember, the vision crosses people, and the birds surround him, this person can solve the misfortune of the capital." β
After saying that, he raised his eyes and smiled lightly, and then instructed him to remember twice, and then he fluttered and gave a salute, and the lotus step trembled, Zhu Gaochi hurriedly called her, but saw a breeze blowing, and the dead leaves were flying, and the eyes were suddenly foggy.
In a moment, the wind stopped and the leaves fell, and when I saw it, the female Taoist priest had left the front of the person, and she was suddenly far away.
Zhu Gaochi slowly retracted his gaze and muttered: "Crossing people in different phases, surrounded by hundreds of birds." β
Hearing this, Chief Shi of the Jinwu Guard was shocked and said: "Your Highness, it is early winter at this time, where are the hundred birds from?" β
As soon as his words fell, the sun broke through the clouds, and a large area of red flow poured on the eaves of the pavilion, there was a different kind of charm and charm, a bird called to break through the air and tactfully, followed by a few cries, the sound was not far away, it rose and fell, the willow branches of the attic swayed lightly with the wind, and the cold birds sang tactfully, more and more intensely, because the dead branches in the high place of the pavilion were also dense, only the sound was heard, and the shadow was not seen.
Zhu Gaochi was startled when he heard it, and hurriedly raised his eyes to look carefully, at first he couldn't see it, and became more and more suspicious, suddenly, he saw a few puffs and flapping his wings, and a group of larks suddenly startled, leaving a dark shadow in the clear blue sky.
A clear smile crossed Zhu Gaochi's eyes, and he muttered, "It's really him!" β
In the imperial city, in the Jinluan Palace, the ministers stood quietly on both sides, the civil officials were on the left, the military attachΓ©s were on the right, everyone was facing south, their faces were frightened, mixed with impatience, waiting for the Yongle Emperor to come forward to solve the difficulty, and the prince Zhu Gaochi, who was dressed in regular court clothes, also had a little anxiety on his face, pacing back and forth on the front pier, and the ministers were looking at him from time to time, as if they were looking forward to it.
Suddenly, Zhu Gaochi suddenly left the court, walked to the inside of the hall, and took him away, and the officials were in an uproar, and they sighed!
And Emperor Yongle was in the imperial study, with his hand on his forehead and frowning slightly, he was tired, Zhu Gaochi stepped forward, bowed down with his clothes, and said loudly: "Father, for today's plan, the one who can solve this problem is Duan Changge." β