Chapter Forty-Eight: Jialan's Internal Turmoil
A glimmer of light appeared on the horizon.
Leng Yue's pain in her right shoulder intensified. It's like ...... The blunt saw is slowly pulling and cutting. After the gambling contract began, the third prince did not appear.
He was forever not far away, but he never appeared. It's like, playing a game of cat and mouse.
The sensitivity of the warrior is oppressing Leng Yue, and the strong enemy is around. You can't see it, you can't touch it.
The third prince is very familiar with people's hearts.
Anxiety, injury, and fear are like intricate silk threads, winding and suffocating people's necks, and the manipulator of the thread is the third prince.
Leng Yue remembered his smile in his chest, and the last look in his eyes. How many dangers are hidden under such a brilliant and handsome face? Leng Yue felt that omnipresent gaze, staring at her every move. Where the hell...... She paused in the darkness.
In the wide streets, eight carriages can be carried in parallel, but at this time, it is like a dead land, and ghosts and ghosts will appear at any time.
She pondered...... A flash of light flashed through my mind. Raise your head, and sure enough. She took out three chess pieces from her sleeve and shot them into the sky with the secret weapon technique of shooting stars to catch the moon. A hawk vulture seemed to have spirituality, flashing with its wings. Try again, still so. The last one, she concentrated on all her mind, superimposed internal forces, and shot out - the beast still wanted to repeat the old trick, and did not want the chess piece to whirl and hit the bird's head.
Leng Yue walked away, and among the alleys and streets of the capital, a small figure was lonely. As she approached the wall, she stopped and stood. There was no more words, her sword was unsheathed, although, she knew, the other party was only there to stir her mind.
The two have been fighting each other by the city wall for ten moves. Jin Ge intersected, only to see sparks splashing around, black and white figures, like two flat boats in the sword qi and sword intent. In the turbulent tide, extremely fast, but life hangs by a thread.
Leng Yue knew that there was no suspense about the result - his injuries could no longer be delayed. She gritted her teeth, and suddenly, a light flew out of her sleeve. The light of day first appeared, but it was robbed of all splendor by this light.
Brilliant at all. Burst of light.
The next moment, the third prince took two steps back. She stroked her chest and coughed lightly, her clear black eyes became more and more ethereal and cold, but they revealed extreme pain.
The third prince's heart trembled, and he lost his mind in an instant-the next moment, Leng Yue had already taken a few steps and climbed the city tower, she turned around, and the originally weak sword was sharp at this moment.
The sword encapsulated all her attitudesβresolute, refusal.
How shrewd the third prince was, he already knew that it was not good, he swept up the city wall, no matter what, regardless of how amazing this sword was, he stretched out his hand to pull her back.
Just a little bit. What he pulled was the masked black scarf. The dawn first appeared, and a faint light shone on the rapidly falling cold moon.
The green silk that had lost its restraint dispersed, and at that moment, what the third prince saw was a peerless face that had never been seen in the world.
At that moment, he finally knew what it meant to be talking about the country and the city.
Leng Yue closed her eyes and didn't feel the expected pain - under the city, a person, wearing a blue dress with holes, caught her steadily.
The battered fabric, very familiar-
"It's you!"
The two said in unison.
On the tower of the city, the third prince watched him catch Leng Yue, and the two hugged each other intimately, with inexplicable irritability and anger in their hearts. He fixed his eyes and was immediately furiousβ"Fang Qingzhuo! β
The person who caught Leng Yue was Fang Qingzhuo, but I don't know how he escaped, judging by the damage to the clothes on his body, he must have suffered inhuman abuse. Leng Yue's anger rose, and she pointed at Kaiton and shouted, "You wait, I will soon level your city." β
The third prince sneered: "Don't forget, you still have a little girl in my hands." β
Leng Yue gritted her teeth and said, "If you want to live, you'd better not touch her, otherwise I will definitely cut you with a thousand knives."
If she dies, I will dig her grave with my own hands. For the sake of the Holy Dragon Dynasty, her death was glorious. β
The third prince smiled faintly and said, "Hehe...... If Fang Qingzhuo was in my hands, you wouldn't have said that. It seems that you, like me, are not a good person. β
Leng Yue snorted coldly and said: "Today is my last temptation, if I can't save him, I will also attack the city, and I will bury him when he dies." β
Fang Qingzhuo's arms tightened, hugging Leng Yue and leaving quickly.
The third prince looked at their departing backs and gritted a mouthful of steel teeth......
Although Leng Yue was injured, she was in a good mood, and after Jiuling took care of the wounds, she found Fang Qingzhuo and other generals to discuss the siege of the city. Fang Qingzhuo rejected Leng Yue's proposal, he said: "Wait, when Di Yun comes back, there will be a good show, and when the time comes, our injuries will be good, and then it will be the day when Jialan City will be broken."
Leng Yue naturally wanted to ask to the end, but Fang Qingzhuo just smiled and said nothing. In the end, Leng Yue didn't ask anymore, and it wasn't until Di Yun came back that she understood what was going on, and waited to see the show with peace of mind.
In the dead of night, the dew is slightly cool, and the sound of horses' hooves hits the bluestone road, falling like a torrential rain, and out of thin air this late night moon is covered with a layer of murderous atmosphere, far away, and disappears in the depths of the palace city.
Dehua Palace was originally a relatively remote palace in the imperial palace, but now the moss is heavy and the grass insects are singing. However, compared to the heavily guarded palace gates, it is only separated from the Jialan Palace, where King Jialan lived at this time, by a few palace courtyards and a wide imperial garden.
The dense footsteps in the palace did not bring light to the silent palace, and Cayton stood in the darkness and looked at the dark blue sky above the quadrangular courtyard.
Once upon a time, when he was a child, he also stood in this courtyard and looked up, and under the lamp behind him was the lonely figure of his mother.
A light cloud obscured the moon, casting a darkening shadow over his face.
He walked forward, surrounded by heavily armed Gyeonggi Division guards. Stepping into the Jialan Hall from here, he was only one step away from the splendid Taiji Palace, and he seemed to have seen the end of the road.
A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Kaiton's mouth, and as he raised his hand and waved it down, the light of the sword of rebellion cut through the silence of the entire palace.
Under the planning of Kaiton, he launched a mutiny through the secret passage in the Dehua Palace, and encountered not much resistance along the way, and went straight to the Jialan Palace.
In the Jialan Palace, the palace people had just served the Jialan King to sleep, and when they heard the news late at night, they couldn't help but be shocked on the spot.
The attendants who rushed to report the news knelt on the ground and trembled, and the dormitory suddenly panicked. The queen recovered from the shock, shouted to stop everyone, and hurried to report to the Jialan King, but saw that the Jialan King in the Huanglong's tent had already gotten up and waved his hand to brush away the cloud curtains.
"Queen, why is there a commotion outside?"
Queen: "Your Majesty! The third prince asked to meet the saint! β
King Jialan was stunned for a moment, and Huo Di sat up straight: "What's the matter?" β
The queen said: "The outside newspaper ...... The fifth prince and the sixth prince rebelled. β
King Jialan's heart was suddenly furious, and he hit the couch with his hand, "Bastard! β
At this time, there was a loud noise outside through the night, and it seemed that countless heavy objects fell to the ground in unison, shaking the ground of the hall slightly. An inner waiter stumbled in and played: "Your Majesty! The giant shield has kept the rebels in front of the temple! Please also show the emperor! β
The queen breathed a sigh of relief first, but saw a trace of surprise flash in King Jialan's eyes, and suddenly heard King Jialan say in a deep voice: "Where is the Imperial Forest Army?" Immediately mobilize the five forbidden armies to stand by in front of the palace! β
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone outside the hall: "The commander of the Royal Forest Army, Shen Dasheng, knocks on St. Ann!" β
After a while, the calm voice of King Jialan came from the inner hall: "I am safe." β
Since the crown prince was captured, the Imperial Forest Army was led by Shen Dasheng, and since then the practice of being controlled by the Eastern Palace has been deposed, and he is directly responsible to the Son of Heaven.
Shen Dasheng pleaded guilty outside the hall: "The last general was derelict in his duty and failed to take precautions in time, so that the rebels alarmed the holy driver, and the crime deserved death!" β
King Jialan had no intention of condemning him, and ordered: "You don't have to interfere, from now on, no one is allowed to enter the Jialan Palace without my commandment." β
"The last will obey!"
The wind blows the lights and shadows in the Jialan Palace, and the people in the palace run to dodge under the light of the sword, and the rebels are killed in front of the Jialan Palace, and they are being intercepted head-on by the Royal Forest Army.
The fire in front of the Jialan Palace is like daylight, the dense iron guards are condescending to spread their crossbows, and the high level of Qiongyu is full of Jinjia Mingge's connections, arranged in rows, and the killing formation is forcing people to be cold.
The rebels were in great disarray, and the few who were cut off outside the palace gate were suppressed, and most of the people trapped in the square in front of the palace were suddenly turned into turtles in urns.
The swords clashed, the armor collided, and the shouts of killing outside the high wall rushed to the gao tide, and soon fell into peace.
The stubborn rebels in front of the hall were slowly forced to one place by the iron shield, only to see that in front of the dragon step jade wall of the main hall, the royal forest army cracked a passage like a golden phoenix spreading its wings, and a person appeared at the end of the hall steps.
When the full moon was in the sky, the golden glow of the moon shrouded his outstanding and steep figure, as if he was the only one left in the entire heaven and earth.
He stood at the top of the place, only glanced at the struggling rebels, and raised his hand gently the moment he turned.
Where the hand fell, the open flame was suddenly extinguished, and in the darkness, arrows rained down.
The main hall and deep palace, tens of millions of lights are bright, and the nine dragon carved pillars that are surrounded by clouds and fog are reflected in the brilliance, and the golden curtain is moire, and it is beautiful and shining.
The glass jade lamp reflected Caydon's cold face, "Let him in." King Jialan's voice was as steady and majestic as ever.
Kaiton stepped past the last high hurdle, the quiet hall, the dragon couch in the center, the golden hooves like clouds.
"The son knocks on his father." A touch of dark color fluttered slightly, bringing a ripple in this stagnant silence.
King Jialan lowered his eyes and looked at him for a moment: "What about your brothers?" β
Kaiton said: "They raised troops to force the palace, deliberately rebelled, one was injured and captured, and now imprisoned in the Imperial Division, and the other has died in the chaos. β
King Jialan's face had already changed, and when he finished speaking, King Jialan's expression was all pale, and he staggered back a step, reaching out to hold the high case next to him before stabilizing his body. "You've got it!"
Cayton knelt in the hall expressionlessly, his eyes cold.
After a long while, the pain and anger on King Jialan's face were gone, and he suddenly stared at him and said with a slow smile: "You said what you still want, I will see if I can give it." β
Cayton stood up and raised his eyes to meet the Blue King for a moment.
The sound of the nine lotus lamps in the hall leaking is faint, the hours pass, the cloud beads turn, and the surrounding silence is more and more visible. He pursed his thin lips lightly and said lightly: "Erchen, I want this imperial city." You're too old to guard it anymore. β
The short number, like a layer of cold ice spreading, instantly froze the entire hall, as if even the golden lights were condensed in mid-air, and the heartbeat could be heard quietly.
The queen's fingertips trembled coldly and slightly, and her heart felt like falling into the abyss, but she saw that King Jialan's wide sleeves waved, and threw something not far from him with a "ding", "Take it!" β
Cayton leaned over and picked up the pair of keys made of gold and bronze, and walked behind the royal case. When his hand touched the warm rosewood, his heart suddenly returned to a strange calm.
He steadily inserted the key into the lock hole, and the key made a slight noise as it clashed. He took out a long jade box with a jade coiling dragon, opened the golden lock on it with another key, and carefully took out a scroll of edicts sealed with gold medals and presented them to Kaidon.
Kaiton raised his hand to take it, and with a slight force under his fingers, the seal shattered. He raised his hand and shook it, the golden silk was unfolded, and the dragon pattern was vermilion, which was a long-prepared edict for succession: "I am seriously ill and unable to go to the court, the three princes have both ability and political integrity, and they will succeed to Jialan." β
There was no emotion on Cayton's face, and the edict was slowly put away between his fingers, "Thank you, father." β
King Jialan's body was shaky, his face was as pale as death, and he suddenly shook violently and fell backwards.
The queen hurried forward to hold him up, shouting, "Your Majesty! β
King Jialan opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything, he only opened his eyes and stared at the finely carved Zhu Liang painting above, and the corners of his mouth actually pulled out a stiff smile.
The wind from nowhere pierced the hall and raised the curtain deeply.
No one knows what he saw, no one knows what kind of mood he was in at this moment, looking at this magnificent and majestic Jialan Palace, in this palace where he had spent his whole life, whether he really got everything he really wanted......
The imperial doctor was summoned to arrive, and there was chaos in the Jialan Palace.
The imperial doctor knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "The emperor's illness is a lack of qi, empty veins, and stasis caused by deficiency, which has accumulated for a long time. Tonight, the sudden touch triggers the wind and yang, at this time, the evil invades the five organs, so the skin is unkind, the tongue is difficult to speak, and there are signs of delirium, the ministers are incompetent, only one or two can be saved, and it is really difficult to recover as usual......"
A moment later, the edict of King Jialan's abdication came out of the Jialan Palace, and Kaiton became the emperor and entered the Jialan Palace. King Jialan was called the Emperor Taishang and moved to Fuming Palace to recuperate.
Outside the palace, the royal forest guards with a forest of armor and neat soldiers bow down at the same time with the action of deep sound and so on, in front of the palace steps next to the next, the golden armor is all over the ground, layer by layer gradually distant, like a surging golden tide covers the entire Jialan Hall in an instant, nearly 10,000 soldiers shout long live, resounding in the sky.
Cayton stood alone at the end of the dragon steps, looking up.
The moon is getting farther away, and it is about to break, and the eastern sky suddenly brightens, and a star jumps up in the sky, and the unbeatable light is dazzling, illuminating the nine heavens.
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