The capital in November has been extremely cold, and there is a cold wind howling from time to time between the gloomy heaven and earth, even if it is the always lively Beijing city, at the gate of the city, there are few people at this time.

The lazy guards of the city gates leaned against the stone walls, rubbing their hands together and yawning, and the number of people entering the city was scarce, and the oil and water they could scoop were scarce.

"This ghost weather, it is estimated that this year is another year of heavy snow!" A forty or fifty-year-old city gate veteran looked at the gloomy sky and frowned.

"Who's to say it's not, I don't know how many people will have to freeze to death this year. Every time the cold winter comes, all kinds of hungry and homeless people will pour into the capital in large numbers, and then, we will start to get busy!" complained a younger city guard behind the veteran.

"Hey, these days, it's good to be alive, just be busy, what's there to be dissatisfied!"

Wow please~~

While the two city guards were chatting, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded at the gate of the city, which was originally quite quiet, and the next moment, a column of horsemen wearing dark blue and dark black armor robes gathered from the city.

"It's Jinyiwei!"

The younger guard exclaimed, but then covered his mouth.

Jin Yiwei, that is synonymous with a group of fierce gods, although the other party usually doesn't bother to deal with small soldiers like them, but if they talk nonsense and attract the attention of the other party, they can't say that they have to suffer something.

A group of brocade guards, the first one, dressed in a thousand robes, wearing an embroidered spring knife at his waist, and wearing a large black wolf skin cloak, looked like a young man who had just reached the crown.

"My lord, the men and horses have arrived, and they are ready to pull out!"

Beside Lu Fan, Shen Lian was dressed in a black battle armor and covered with a set of cyan brocade robes, with a solemn expression.

Lu Fan nodded, looked around, and at this time, there were about seventy or eighty people gathered at the gate of the city, which belonged to the people and horses in charge of Shen Lian's hundred households, and they were basically all mobilized at this moment.

"Humble Lu Jianxing, I've seen a thousand households!"

Behind Shen Lian, a tall middle-aged man with a beard with a vicissitudes of life rode on a horse, and saluted Lu Fan with a fist, his voice full of anger.

Lu Fan nodded, this Lu Jianxing, he had seen it before, there were two major flags under the command of Shen Lian of the Hundred Households, one was him Lu Fan, and the other was this powerful Lu Jianxing.

This person is regarded as a hereditary brocade guard, and among the huge brocade guards, he is famous for his strong martial arts, and it is said that he is even above Shen Lian of a hundred households when he fights alone.

It's a pity that although this person is extraordinary in martial arts, he is not good at flattering Shangguan and does not know how to be flexible.

Nodding at Lu Jianxing, Lu Fan's gaze fell on a relatively thin young man behind the other party.

Seeing Lord Qianhu's gaze turning, the young man hurriedly clenched his fists, "Humble Jin Yichuan, meet Lord Qianhu!"

This person seems to have some lung problems, and when he speaks, he coughs twice in a row, and in this era, he has lung disease, and it is almost difficult to remove the root except for taking Chinese medicine to reconcile it.

After looking at all the horsemen under his command, Lu Fan was about to say something when Shen Lian beside him suddenly spoke, raised his hand and pointed forward.

"Look, my lord!"

Lu Fan looked forward when he heard this, and not far ahead, Ding Baiying, who was dressed in a white robe, appeared in the middle of the road at some point, looking at him with a light smile.

Driving forward, Lu Fan stared at the other party and asked in a low voice, "But Your Majesty still has a will." ”

Ding Baiying has no official position, it belongs to Zhu Youzhen's private force, and when he is visiting at this moment, in Lu Fan's opinion, the emperor should have some secret order.

"No, I'm here to say goodbye to Lord Lu!" Ding Baiying's sassy hands were on his chest, and he said with a smile: "Just take this little bit of people, be careful not to capsize!"

"Don't worry, I can't die if you die!" Lu Fan smiled, pondered for a moment, and then said, "I heard that your senior brother Lu Wenzhao has been promoted to the commander of the Jinyi Guard?"

"That's true, the official has been promoted to two levels!" Ding Baiying seemed to be in a good mood, and teased: "But it's not as good as Lu Qianhu, you who have been promoted to four levels in a row!"

But Lu Fan didn't smile at all, but continued to ask: "Your Majesty, has you asked your senior brother to take charge of the Beizhen Fusi?"

"Not really!"

When Lu Fan heard this, he suddenly knew in his heart.

Generally speaking, the Fusi of Jinyi Weibei Town is the core department of Jinyi Wei, and the edict is in hand, who in the court is not afraid?

And the people in charge of the Beizhen Fusi have always been the emperor's cronies.

Lu Wenzhao, as an old man who followed Zhu Youzhen when he was confident in the palace, after the fall of Wei Zhongxian, should be the best candidate to take charge of the Fusi of Beizhen.

But the emperor just appointed him as a commander who was not up or down, and the most important Beizhen Fusi was not handed over to the other party at all, and Lu Fan understood the meaning of this in an instant.

For Lu Wenzhao's group of old people who believe in the palace, the emperor has already become jealous!

Even, I have already moved to kill!

When Zhu Youzhen was only a letter to His Royal Highness, Lu Wenzhao, Ding Baiying and others were naturally his rare right-hand men, and the cronies among his cronies even plotted the case of the first emperor falling into the water and dying.

But after becoming the emperor, as Zhu Youzhen, Lu Wenzhao and others, who wanted to prosper the Ming Dynasty and become the master of Zhongxing, became his big trouble, his weakness and handle!

Murdering the first emperor is Zhu Youzhen's biggest weakness and weakness, and if you want this weakness to disappear, Lu Wenzhao and other insiders must die!

"Miss Lu, for your sake, I advise you, find a time to take your brothers back to the mountains and forests, this battle above the court is not suitable for martial artists like you!"

"What?"

Ding Baiying was a little dazed, and she didn't have time to ask, but Lu Fan waved his hand and gave an order to Shen Lian and the others.

"Let's go!"

Knock knock, the sound of the galloping war horse resounded all over the earth, setting off a burst of dust, in the cold wind howling, with a dull atmosphere, in Ding Baiying's surprised gaze, in a blink of an eye, it disappeared into the sky, leaving only a road of dust and smoke.

"What do you mean by retreating to the mountains and forests? Talking headless and brainless, what a weirdo!"

Ding Baiying felt a little inexplicable, His Royal Highness King Xin, who was assisted by his senior brother and others, had finally ascended the throne as the emperor, and he could show his ambitions to benefit the people.

They have been waiting for a long time to finally wait for this day, why do they want to retreat to the mountains and forests?

The trouble of the eunuch party has been eliminated, the party struggle in the court has stopped, the son of heaven has ascended the throne, and the people of the world are about to usher in a good day.

Retreat to the mountains and forests?

Hide yourself!