Yinchen and the slaves of Jianzhou fought fiercely until dawn, and they still had no intention of stopping, and it was impossible to take care of the people inside the deep palace walls, whether they could still stick to the principle of being loyal ministers.

The civil and military officials trapped here were originally the elite of the empire, the pillars of the court, and the models of the people, living a privileged life, delicacies from the mountains and seas every day, sleeping with brocade full of beds, and accompanied by concubines, but now they can only lay a bunk on the ground in this wide and majestic cold hall.

And the Spirit Emperor himself, actually brought the dragon bed and slept with the ministers, only Empress Linghua went back to sleep.

Outside the closed gate, there was the sound of the nervous arrangement of the guards and the spies at the sticky pole, and for the first time in a hundred years, this magnificent palace city had to build barricades on the wide and luxurious palace road.

The Imperial Forest Army and the people at the sticky pole knew very well that once the emperor died, they had to be buried with him, because they were too far away in Xiuhang, and the people of the north could not tolerate their existence, and their lives could only belong to the Spirit Emperor.

When the first roar of the Franco's cannon came from a long distance, the Imperial Guards who had just built the barricade and the agents at the sticky pole, dressed in flying fish suits and carrying embroidered spring knives, fought with the blood droplets in the same costume and the agents of the six doors. The fight between the spies was different from that of the regular army, and it was even more messy and bloody. Their shouts of killing sounded from far to near, and even outside the gate of the Qianqing Palace, making the ministers inside panic.

"It can't go on like this. It was at this time that Zhan Guang made up his mind to make the decision to betray the Son of Heaven. He is a casual cultivator, most of his life has been trampled on, he has never felt that any boss or master can bring him dignity and happiness, so he never thought of being loyal to a master, in his eyes, the master is here to betray, betraying the master for glory, is the biggest reliance on his life to this day.

He has no system, no foreign aid, he has never had a real belonging in his life, only being sold around, sent back and forth, stumbling and cultivating, no goal, no faith, even if the legacy of the evil dark king is in front of him, he has not given birth to the slightest idea of taking on something for this world. What he Zhan Guang is best at is observing words and feelings, flattery, and the most powerful trick is to sell the master for glory, and the three surnames are slaves.

It is impossible for him to be loyal to the Spirit Emperor, let alone give his life for the Spirit Emperor. At the dangerous juncture of being trapped in a dangerous city, his mind is full of how to survive the dead, sell everything he can sell, and earn his life.

"It is impossible to have good fruit to eat with the so-called emperor in front of me! defected to the king of beauty, and was sent to the king of Zhongshun by the king of beauty, but he touched a gray nose, Bu Guxiu and Zhen Duoshi can escape from life, but I can't, what is the reason!" Zhan Guang thought hatefully, he had just woken up and lay down again, twisting his body on the floor: "How can I get out of here?......

As I was pondering, I suddenly felt an urge to urinate. Zhan Guang's mind was clear, and he seemed to be "in a hurry": "Yes, I haven't been to the thatched house for a long time, and now people are panicking, and I can't look at the thatched house if I want to......"

He turned over and kowtowed to Dai Quanyi, the chief eunuch who was kneeling the most: "Father-in-law, it's convenient!"

"Is Tobe Shangshu back?" Dai Quan asked in a long voice. "It's back. The voice of Tobe Shangshu really sounded in the main hall. "Go, go, go back!" Dai Quan whispered angrily. Zhan Guang touched the black hair on his mouth, bowed his hand again, and hurriedly went out backwards.

The thatched house is actually very close to here, which is a small utility room next to the Qianqing Palace. Zhan Guang hurriedly came out, raised his eyes and looked around, all he saw was the barricades, bloodstains, and the stilled sword light, he felt for the first time that the palace could be so desolate.

"There's no one around!" he was ecstatic when he realized the situation, and he hurried to run away regardless of where the hut was.

"Master, I'm free......"

An arc of sword qi slashed diagonally from the left front, intercepting Zhan Guang, who had just run thirteen steps. Zhan Guang hurriedly exerted his strength, and his sturdy body in court clothes rose lightly into the air, flew on the top of the head of the nearest statue of "General Shi", and cautiously observed the surroundings. Zhan Guang didn't know if he didn't see it, he was really startled when he saw it, and said secretly: "Bitter!" It turned out that the entire Qianqing Palace had already been tightly besieged by the secret sentinels of the Imperial Forest Army, and he was afraid that not a single bird would be able to fly out.

At this moment, a black and translucent figure flew up to the statue vigorously, and at the same time as one foot stepped on the top of the statue's head, the sword light flashed, and a whip sword aura with the green spirit weapon treasure light was half-pumped and half-slashed towards Zhan Guang's neck. Zhan Guang panicked in his heart, but after all, he was a character who had been recognized by the five books, and his body's reaction was faster than the thinking of his head, and he shot out like lightning in every inch, two fingers and a little bit, a sharp and rigid evil Jin Gang wind pierced into the person's body, and at the same time, his waist was short, and a bowing action dodged the spirit weapon whip sword that suddenly became longer. Zhan Guang, who was in the distraction realm, then turned over and went down. landed on the ground, and then ran back towards the Qianqing Palace.

"I'm just here to go to a thatched house!" he hurriedly shouted, because from many shadows that he didn't care about before, there were many black and red chain mail figures, which were the "blood" characters of the Royal Forest Army, and those chain mail soldiers were holding a continuous air-breaking short crossbow in their hands, which was secret in the palace and had boundless power, and with the wind of a distracted master like Zhan Guang, he couldn't stop any crossbow arrows at all.

He hurried back, and with some dejection went around the front of the main hall to the side utility room, where the royal gilded bucket was offered.

He scolded and went in, and randomly found a squatting outsider, and while counting the number of sheets of toilet paper made of coarse silk cloth, while solving the internal urgency, he was squatting, and suddenly heard a sound as thick as a bell from inside.

"This lord, the poor monk Sanhuo is advantageous. ”

This voice really jumped Zhan Guang, almost knocked over the gong bucket, and when he looked at it, he found that on the innermost gong bucket, there was a fat monk squatting, it was really a fat and big monk.

"Don't dare, don't dare, the little official is Zhan Guang, the servant of the Ministry of Rites, and the ...... of King Mei's subordinates" Zhan Guang hurriedly arched his hand, and the monk put his palm on his chest: "Amitabha, seeing each other is fate, I don't know if the adults stay, but what entrustment does the Lord Mei want to complete?"

"Where? The petty official was just abandoned here by the king of the United States because of a little thing. Thinking of his lame soft explanation in the Zhongshun Palace, Zhan Guang was full of resentment.

"My lord's words are serious, and the beautiful prince is now just a muddy Buddha who wants to cross the river! He is only afraid that he is leading troops to escort him at this time, isn't this a clear self-defeating net? Sanhuo said, and there was a heavy "plop" sound from the gong bucket below him.

"This Buddha, you should be a master of the Great Interior stationed in Fahua Temple, right? You say, in this situation, do we still have a way to live?" Zhan Guang's internal urgency had been resolved, but he did not leave, nor even stood up, he still maintained a squatting posture of "thinking about life", and expressed the pain in his heart to this great monk who looked kind and kind-eyed, but was actually oily and powdery.

"There are no adults, but there are poor monks. Sanhuo pondered for a while, or pretended to mutter, before slowly answering: "My lord is an important minister of the imperial court......

"Fuck the important ministers of the imperial court! When I Zhan Guang was down, who in the world would be willing to look at me squarely? If I hadn't gotten the Book of Gold, who would have known that I Zhan Guang would have failed? Speaking of which, although I wore this robe, it was only for the sake of the Book of Gold, what did it have to do with me? I don't want to care about the attack on the city by the northerners now, but I just want to live quietly. Who did I really provoke? Do you have to die here in vain?" Zhan Guang heard the words "loyal ministers of the court" The four words were on fire, and he scolded without hesitation, Sanhuo smiled and listened to his complaints, and nodded his fat head: "My lord is right, the ancient humane mansion will fall and fly, and the current empire has a fixed number." ”

"Does the Buddha have any clever ideas?" Zhan Guang lowered his voice and glanced out of the door like a thief, but there was only a sun-bleached road outside the door, no figure, no wind.

"I can't talk about a clever strategy, but I just follow the principles of the ancients. Sanhuo deliberately spoke slowly, slowly, and as he spoke, a stench of like a nerve agent emanated from the bucket beneath him, swirling like an invisible storm across the hut.

Zhan Guang craned his neck and listened carefully, completely ignoring the disgusting taste, two longing flashes emanating from his red pupils.

"Ask the Buddha to save me!" he groaned.

"As the ancients said, the bird chooses a good tree to perch on. Adults should understand this truth. Although the adults have the righteousness of the monarch and the minister, they do not conform to the teachings of the sages of Lingdongde, and they cannot be done from the beginning. But here the poor monk, the Buddha said that everything in the world is not empty and colorful, the Confucian classics, the rules of the monarch and the minister, in the eyes of the poor monk, is just one of the hues, the world is empty, everything can be measured, if the adult can put down the hue to achieve an empty body, I am afraid that it will be ......"

"Did the Buddha persuade me to marry?" Zhan Guang's tone did not show much resistance, in fact, he also thought about it, first become a monk, and then return to the vulgar and avoid this catastrophe.

"No, if you are a monk and do not leave home, you will still be killed when you meet a northerner, Honghu chooses a good tree to perch, which refers to handing a letter of nomination to the northerners...... Of course, adults can be regarded as poor monks have not been said. ”

"Vote for the name?" Zhan Guang's eyes lit up: "What does the Buddha mean is that since the righteousness of the monarch and the minister is hue, then the king can also be regarded as hue?"

"Hmm. Sanhuo nodded affirmatively: "The poor monk can't enter the palace because of his duties......"

"I have this I can get, but I don't know if the Buddha has any sharp weapons and clever plans that can be used? The emperor is around, I'm afraid there is no shortage of guards, right? I'm not a close minister, I'm just afraid of ......."

"Your Excellency, will you come back at this time tomorrow?" Sanhuo suddenly stretched out his fat hand and picked up a thick stack of toilet paper: "To be honest, the adult is not the first person to come here to ask for advice, but the adult should be the leader of the eunuch party now, right?"

"Pretty much. Zhan Guang nodded unconfidently.

"My lord went back to spread the news that Shenwu Hou had met with the enemy's envoy privately, and the situation was true. ”

"Huh?" Zhan Guang didn't react for a while, but seeing that Sanhuo didn't seem to have the intention of talking in depth, he had no choice but to shut up, stand up and get dressed, and when he walked out of the stinking thatched hut and took the first breath of fresh air, he suddenly understood what kind of meaning this sentence implied.

"Force the emperor to surrender?" he shook his head and nodded again: "That's it, as long as you can go out from here to meet the northerners, it's not easy to change the allegiance of the master......"

He was walking, and suddenly felt a gust of wind behind him, and quickly turned around, and saw Sanhuo following up: "The master is cultivating the power of Ujin, right?"

"Hmm. Zhan Guang nodded, his divine skill realm should not be a secret.

"This is the Ugin Pill, this is the Secret Sound, as long as the adults can find some lights in the palace and light the fire rope, they can help the emperor make up his mind without knowing it. Sanhuo reached into Zhan Guang's sleeve and quietly handed him two things. Zhan Guang's expression was very strangely distorted, and it returned to normal.

He nodded at Sanhuo, didn't say a word of thanks, and turned around with his sleeves folded. Sanhuo looked at his back and smiled deeply and humbly.

"Uganemaru? How could it be such a simple thing. ”

"The emperor, the minister heard that Shenwu Hou Yinchen had a private envoy to the empire, and there was a suspicion of collaborating with the enemy, and the minister asked the emperor to withdraw his order and interrogate Yinchen to question ......" After Zhan Guang came back, he did not "hear about the music" as soon as he came back, but estimated that the sun was almost setting, and it was time to cook, and both warring sides should have withdrawn their troops before they dared to play.

The ministers all know that the Spirit Emperor has locked them here, and asking them to bury them for the empire is only one aspect, and they hope that they can come up with some strategy in the midst of the crisis, survive the dead, and get through the difficulties, so any courtier plays, the Spirit Emperor is very interested in and even attaches great importance to it.

"What?!" the Spirit Emperor almost jumped up from the dragon chair when he heard the news. His voice was not so much anger as horror, Zhan Guang secretly raised his eyes to glance at the Spirit Emperor, keenly caught his hand, trembling violently and irrepressibly, like Parkinson's if he knew what Parkinson's was.

"Ladies and gentlemen...... Aiqing, what do you think of this?" the Spirit Emperor calmed down, forced himself to sit firmly on the dragon chair, and deliberately pretended to be calm and even a little lazy and asked.

"Your Majesty, this person is in charge of the city defense, his status is humble and his power is too great, so he has to guard against it!"

"Your Majesty, this person blindly shows loyalty in front of you and acts very well, but once he drives out the king, his wolf ambition will be exposed!"