The doors of the temple were closed in a hurry.

There was a thud, like thunder, and it exploded in everyone's ears.

Before most of them could react, there was soon another commotion, and all the windows were closed.

The morning light was blocked out.

The hall was immediately darkened, and only a little light penetrated through the latticework, which shone under the window.

In the middle, it's almost pitch black.

There was an old imperial historian who couldn't bear his temper and asked the emperor sharply: "What are you doing here?" ”

The emperor glanced at him, and then his eyes fell on the two Marquis of Anbei and Feng Zhong next to the palace gate.

The two men had been a step too late to reach the door in time, and were now trying to slam the door of the main hall open.

"Let's save some effort." He said.

An Beihou stopped and shook his head at Feng Zhong.

They can't bump into it.

What's worse is that he heard the noise of footsteps outside.

There was no clashing of weapons, no sound of fighting and shouting, and the footsteps belonged to the inner servants.

"What does the great eunuch surnamed Ji want to do?" Feng Zhong muttered and greeted An Beihou.

An Beihou's heart sank.

Soon, they all knew the answer.

The outside is covered with a wooden strip.

On the windows, the bells were clanging, and the wooden planks were tightly sealed.

The light that came in was gone, and in its place was the oil lamp that was lit in the temple.

The warm yellow oil lamp will be able to illuminate the interior of the hall, but it will not warm people's hearts.

Seeing this situation, several old imperial historians were very excited.

"You're going to use us as protons?"

"Do you know what you're doing?"

"Do you still look like the king of a country?"

Huang Taishi listened to their questioning, and he didn't care about analyzing the situation carefully, so he hurriedly communicated with An Beihou and the others first.

It's a look again, it's a gesture again, except for the opening, there is almost no dancing with your hands.

So far, he doesn't care what the emperor thinks or thinks, in short, he has to remind these generals who react quickly and have great strength, don't care about the doors and windows, you have to stabilize these old imperial histories first.

These bosses are different from the "soft" temperament of him and Fan Taibao, one is more resolute than the other.

When he turned around, he didn't speak well, his blood surged, and he really hit the pillar......

There's no need, there's really no need for that.

Anbei Hou, Feng Zhong and others also understood that they honestly returned to the front and moved some seats together with several young and strong ministers.

Of course, the standing was not neat, but it did seal the impulsive angle of several bosses.

You can't rush directly, the bosses need to make a turn, and they will be given room to react.

Seeing this, Taishi Huang breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't want the blood of the place to welcome the emperor's grandson into the main hall.

"With all due respect," Huang Taishi calmed down and stood up, "Your move is not wise.

No matter how tightly guarded the outside is, when they lead the army to rush in, they will not be opponents, and then the inside of the temple will be opened.

And in the palace, there are a few chamberlains and guards around you, and you have to be ruthless, and you don't have an advantage in numbers. ”

The emperor leaned on the back of the chair, stared at Huang Taishi for a long time, and said, "Then according to the old lady's opinion, what should I do?" Let the defenders of the imperial city give up resistance, let the thieves in, and then let Xian invite Lin Fan, who claims to be the emperor's grandson, to the dragon chair? ”

These two questions, the emperor asked very calmly, his tone did not fluctuate, faintly, as if asking what the weather is like today.

However, it is precisely this calm that makes it more and more mocking.

Because, there is no answer.

Huang Taishi can't give the emperor an answer, and no one else can give it.

It is true that for all the courtiers, whether they have long been in their hearts towards the emperor's grandson, or the grass on the wall that can be used by both parties, or whether they support the emperor, at this moment, when the imperial city is in danger, the choice is already very simple.

Bow down to the emperor's grandson and call himself a minister, or one minister does not do anything to the two masters, and leaves the officialdom with his sleeves, and the more fierce one expresses his stance with death.

They are ministers, and they have a lot of options.

The emperor on the dragon chair is not, and he is not a person who is willing to admit defeat honestly.

Seeing that there was silence below, the emperor hooked his lips and smiled sarcastically: "Don't worry, I keep you, I just want to have a good talk with Lin Fan." Afraid of what? You are alive to talk about, and when you are dead, what are you talking about? ”

Fan Taibao, who had not spoken, suddenly sighed.

Then, regardless of the image, he sat down slowly and leisurely.

"I'm too old to stand for so long," he said, "and sit down and rest." ”

Huang Taishi glanced at him, didn't say anything more, and sat down next to him.

The army is attacking the Imperial City, and when it reaches the Jinluan Palace, it will take some time.

These "hostages" of them, the old ones, the weak ones, and several fierce ones.

If you really want to make a fuss, although the number of internal servants and guards is small, but people are barefoot and are not afraid of wearing shoes, and Huang Taishi is very afraid that his old partners will not be able to carry it, so they will be so angry that they will faint or hit the pillar again.

Since you can't open the door of the temple from the inside, let's wait.

Wait until the army arrives.

Right now, this is not the time to anger the emperor.

Some people took the lead, and one after another, many courtiers sat down.

The floor tiles are cold and uncomfortable, so bear with me.

Physical discomfort can be tolerated, but mental discomfort ......

Huang Taishi glanced at the emperor and withdrew his gaze.

Perhaps, people will change.

Just like him Huang Ye, in the past 20 years, he has also changed a lot.

The monarch and minister, when he made his choice before, also expected the emperor's ending, but it was still very uncomfortable to really come to this point.

On the other side, Feng Zhong sat cross-legged, and An Beihou squatted aside.

Sitting back and waiting to be killed is by no means the character of a battlefield general, and a way to break the situation must be found.

Feng Zhong clenched his fists and wanted to open his mouth several times, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them again.

After knowing Lin Fan's true identity, he and An Beihou did not talk carefully about their thoughts, and both of them avoided direct discussion.

Faintly, Feng Zhong could feel An Beihou's position.

Now, the emperor is trapped in the main hall of civil and military affairs, there is no murderous intent at this time, what about after that?

Once the emperor wants to die together, or do other extreme things, how to deal with it?

It is said that the king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die.

Faint Jun, he is still Jun!

As long as he is not deposed.

And the courtiers made a move to the king......

Feng Zhong took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it.

He could have died, but he didn't want to see so many old men killed.

Don't discuss it with An Beihou, and don't bother him.

If that time really comes, the sinner who kills the king will be made by him, Feng Zhong.

Determined, Feng Zhong's throat rolled and he glanced upward.

On the left and right sides of the emperor, there is a guard with a knife, and when you start, you must quickly grab the knife, otherwise it will be difficult to threaten the emperor with your bare hands.

Killing a king is not a good thing, it needs to be lightning.

Feng Zhong thought so attentively that he didn't notice that An Beihou, who was beside him, was also contemplating with a solemn face.

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