The Manchu civil and military people of the puppet Yan State were panicked, like sitting on pins and needles. Since the battle was lost, it is better to discuss withdrawing from Luoyang and retreating to Yecheng, or retreating directly to Fanyang.

But no one dared to run to tell An Lushan the bad news, because An Fatzi had a severe attack of illness, and his temperament became more tyrannical, and the murder weapon at hand had changed from a belt to a water-stained leather whip.

After deliberation, the two pillars of Yan Zhuang and Gao Shang and their eldest son An Qingxu decided who lost the battle and who would say it himself, and don't drag everyone down at this time.

When he walked to the staircase leading to the second floor of the Guangda Building, the eunuch Li Zhu'er, whose face was already bruised, sneered and said: "General Cui doesn't know how to wear thicker, and when the whip is on his body later, I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand it."

Cui Qianyou directly ignored this eunuch, and slowly walked to the hall on the second floor, Li Zhu'er snorted angrily behind him and then shouted loudly: "General Cui Qianyou is here!"

An Lushan was wearing a yellow middle single, sitting on the couch with his hands on his knees, staring at the big white eyes and saying nothing.

Cui Qianyou knelt down in front of him and knocked on the ground with his head: "The last general is incompetent and lost to Li Siye, please punish Your Majesty."

An Fat Man snorted, the scars on his body made his body tremble, and he said with his teeth knocking: "It's my fault, I did it knowing that I couldn't do it, and I buried the lives of the soldiers in vain." Go down and call them up, and discuss moving the capital to Yecheng. ”

Cui Qianyou kowtowed again: "Thank you, Your Majesty for your grace." ”

He stood up and walked out of the hall slowly, Li Zhu'er stood aside and opened his mouth in shock, he couldn't believe the strange phenomenon that had just happened. What kind of special ability does this Cui Qianyou have that can make An Lushan let him go like this.

An Lushan has become like a mad demon in the past few days, as long as it doesn't go his way, not only he Li Zhu'er, but also Yan Zhuang and other close ministers will also be whipped by him, and even his own son An Qingxu sometimes screams under the whip.

The generals and generals were all standing outside the Guangda Building, and when they saw Cui Qianyou walking out safe and sound, they were all taken aback, and hurriedly surrounded him to inquire about the situation.

General Cui seemed to have walked from the kingdom of heaven, and said with a detached expression: "Your Majesty let you go in and discuss the matter of moving the capital."

"It seems that His Majesty has changed sex, let's go, let's all go in."

Not long after these people entered, the screams of everyone running back and forth had already sounded in the hall above the Quanta Tower, and Cui Qianyou looked back at the cornices and beams of the Quanta Tower, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with a sneer.

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The problem An Qingxu faced was not only being whipped by An Lushan's leather whip, but he could endure it. Looking at the old guy's illness, he only needs to endure it for another half a year, and the other party will inevitably go to the west.

But An Lushan has a concubine, and her appearance is not very good, but her voice is the most seductive. It sounds lingering and soft, and he can be called the best voice actor, especially when he was whipped by An Lushan, the sound of a whip going down and crying made him reluctant to whip a second whip.

This prodigal son gave birth to a son named An Qingen, and now both mother and son are favored, but his life and status are in jeopardy.

He has private dealings with Yan Zhuang every day, and the relationship between the two is extremely close, An Qingxu often tells Yan Zhuang about his depression, and Yan Zhuang also suffers from An Lushan's whipping. Two people who have suffered workplace violence for a long time finally made up their minds to kill An Lushan no matter what.

Yan Zhuang naturally has a small abacus in his heart, An Qingxu is far less intelligent than his eldest son An Qingzong, who was beheaded in Chang'an, and he can't get on the stage for people and things, and it is very easy for him to be manipulated, as long as An Qingxu is supported to ascend the throne, he Yan Zhuang must be a monopoly on power.

The only question now is whether to kill it when you retreat to Yecheng, or to give the old thing a result now. It's just that now the situation is so difficult and dangerous, the Tang army has approached the periphery of Luoyang, and if it causes turmoil and changes, I am afraid that the gains outweigh the losses.

The two finally made up their minds to kill An Lushan first, and then bring the body to Yecheng, saying that the old emperor was seriously ill due to a bumpy journey, and issued an edict to pass on the throne to An Qingxu, and finally found a place to bury him after mourning.

The best person to carry out this matter is Li Zhu'er, because An Lushan's destruction of this eunuch has reached the point of a daily whip, and he can get out of the sea of suffering as soon as possible, why not.

The two invited Li Zhu'er to him, and said while intimidating and seducing: "Look at the scars on your body, if you don't do anything big, you will be beaten to death by him sooner or later."

Li Zhu'er knelt on the ground and wept: "Killing the king is a big crime to kill the head."

Yan Zhuang handed a knife to him and said, "Now that he is tyrannical and ruthless, who dares to approach the Quanta Building?" Only the three of us know about this matter, as long as you kill him, not only will you not be guilty, but you will also have the merit of following the dragon with His Highness, go quickly!"

The three of them each entered the Quanta Building with a sharp knife in their hands, and stood at the staircase below, all feeling uneasy. Upstairs there was the sound of a woman's cry and a whip, and it seemed that the one had started beating again.

Yan Zhuang forced Li Zhu'er to go up the stairs with his eyes, and at this time, two or three palace ladies ran to the staircase crying, and when they saw the knife and fierce eyes in Li Zhu'er's hand, they were immediately frightened.

Li Zhu'er trembled her lips and scolded: "Don't hurry up and retreat!"

The women ran down against the edge of the railing, but were stopped by Yan Zhuang and An Qingxu, who were guarding the staircase, stabbed to death in the hall one by one, and transferred their bodies elsewhere.

Li Zhu'er came to the second floor, took off the ** boots on his feet, and walked to the couch at the end of the carpet on tiptoe. An Lushan was tired and panting and was lying on the couch with his hands on his belly, when he heard Li Zhu'er's increasingly heavy wheezing, he turned his head and scolded: "You stupid pig, you just ran there!"

Li Zhu'er was ruthless, ran over and stabbed An Lushan's belly several times, and the belly was like a river that had burst the embankment, flowing out of the intestines and blood.

An Lushan screamed miserably and reached out to grab the gauze tent pillar next to the bed and shook it, shouting: "It must be the stupid pig slave who killed me!" It should be a thousand cuts!"

Li Zhu'er, who had been whipped and tortured by him for a long time, became more and more ruthless, holding the knife in both hands and poking back and forth on his belly more than a dozen times, An Lushan screamed a few times and finally lost his breath.

An Qingxu and Yan Zhuang ran in when they heard the voice, and when they saw the tragic situation at the scene, An Qingxu scolded angrily: "Just let you kill him, who let you divide the body?"

Yan Zhuang waved his hand: "Forget it, now that it's like this, we can only clean up the blood stains first, wrap his stomach in water-absorbing linen, and then load it into the chariot, except for our cronies, no one can approach!"

The whole process is as simple as putting an elephant in a refrigerator, and they wrapped layer after layer of fine linen on An Lushan's belly, and blood continued to seep out of it, and finally wrapped it into the shape of a zongzi. When he entered the palace in his thirties and was baptized, Yang Yuhuan also wrapped him in the shape of a zongzi, which is an amazing coincidence in history.

An Qingxu summoned his personal guards, and sixteen people carried him down the stairs, stuffed him into the Dazhang car exhausted, and then escorted the convoy to escape outside the palace.

Gao Shang hurriedly entered the palace with a team of people, and when he saw Yan Zhuang, he complained angrily: "Let you escort the holy car out of the palace earlier, how can you rub it off until now?" Hurry up! Hurry up! The big ship on the side of the Tianjin Bridge is already waiting!"

The concubines and concubines in the palace also ran with the car, each carrying a heavy package in their hands, don't look at An Lushan as the emperor for less than two years, there are many beauties collected from Hebei to Luoyang, and now they are like rootless duckweed, and they don't even know why they want to run with the convoy.

An Qingxu was really disgusted with these palace people, and ordered the soldiers to whip them away, and some even drew horizontal knives and slashed. The woman's scream caused the horses to convulsive and neigh, and the four horses were pulling in their own directions. A woman was cut to the ground, the wheels pressed over her, the bones crumbled and the body tilted, and a large ball wrapped in various silk cloths rolled out of the carriage and rolled to the side of the Miyagi road.

An Qingxu shouted in surprise, but at this time, An Shouzhong and Yin Ziqi had already arrived with the personal guards of Luoluohe, and they hurriedly closed their mouths in horror. At this time, he couldn't make a noise, once it was known that An Lushan was already a dead man, who knew what would happen in this chaotic escape journey, and even it was not impossible for someone to take advantage of the chaos to seize power, but he didn't dare to take such a big risk.

What followed was all kinds of chaos, the soldiers either drove or pushed the palace ladies out of Ziwei Palace, and finally boarded the boat on the side of the Luo River in front of the palace city, the whole process was disorganized, even if a soldier took the opportunity to correct the concubine on the spot, no one cared, An Qingxu did not have a chance to go back and find the silk ball back until he boarded the ship and went offshore.

Yan Zhuang stood on the board of the boat and wiped his sweat happily, and said to An Qingxu beside him: "Yecheng is easy to defend and difficult to attack, Your Highness, we will go first by boat, and immediately announce our ascension to the throne after entering the city, and then announce his death after the situation is stable.

An Qingxu couldn't help but swing his legs and stammered: "I, we, seem to have thrown him into the imperial city."

"What!" Yan Zhuang's eyes widened in fright, his only thought at the moment was, should I surrender to the Tang Army in order to gain a glimmer of life? followed An Qingxu, but he was afraid that he would end up with no place to be buried.