Chapter 312: Attack on the Imperial City

Just threw down this sentence, Jiang Qingping didn't say anything more, slammed the door and left.

Inside the house, the white handkerchief in Ling Shuang's hand fluttered down, allowing the autumn wind outside to run over.

In the city of Shanxi, Zhao Zhaowu waited for a few days, and the capital was nothing more than this dusty movement, and his patience had been exhausted, so he decided to attack.

"Now? So fast! Is there really going to be a war?"

Zhao Hengrui has been wearing fine clothes and jade food since he was a child, he is prosperous and rich, he has never stepped out of his young master circle at all, let alone on the battlefield, and now, when he really wants to meet each other, he can't help but be a little scared in his heart.

"Fifth brother, you have been accustomed to living a superior life since you were a child, and you have seen some inconsequential things, and now, it is time for the imperial brother to lead you to see and understand!"

Zhao Zhaowu raised his hand slightly, and his slender fingers swept across the short sword in his hand, arousing a wave of goosebumps on Zhao Hengrui's body, and he couldn't help but retreat.

"Well, well, well, that's what the royal brother said!"

With a cowardly look, Su Xiao just wanted to laugh when he saw it.

"Hey, on weekdays, the five princes who are used to being arrogant and domineering are now also people who are afraid, it's unbelievable!"

Zhao Hengrui's face was a little red when he was teased for a while, and he couldn't help but pout.

"Okay, don't talk about it, the big war is coming, let's talk about some serious things, if you want to do it, it must be the secret guards who are ambushed in the capital to do it first! The soldiers are in chaos, the killing is endless, and when the time comes, who wants to keep it in the imperial city, it is not necessarily!"

Song Zeyi stood in the middle of the crowd, his eyes looking ahead, without a trace of waves.

Zhao Si'er's heart, they all know it, but it is just for a momentary speed, but now the decision of her life and death does not fall into her own hands, but in the hands of Zhao Zhaowu.

Zhao Zhaowu heard Song Zeyi's voice, and he asked him in a different way if he wanted to protect Zhao Si'er's life.

That stinky girl, Zhao Zhaowu sneered coldly, "That girl has been rampant since she was a child, and she has completely lost her sense of proportion for the little hatred in her heart, and now she is happy in that position for a few days, and she will pass by with one eye closed by one eye."

The cold and cold tone was completely conniving at Zhao Si'er, Song Zeyi glanced at the person next to him and chuckled, it seems that he really didn't see the wrong person this time.

Next to him, Zhao Hengrui's eyes also shook, and he glanced at Zhao Zhaowu next to him, and wanted to speak several times, but he swallowed it back raw.

"Say whatever you want, don't poke at me."

The cold sentence shocked Zhao Hengrui and stood out two steps suddenly.

"Emperor, Imperial Brother, I, I want to ask you to kill the Imperial City at that time, can you, can you spare my mother's life!"

As soon as the words fell, the ginseng essences around him were already tense.

You must know that the emperor's favorite is the mother concubine of the fifth prince, and it was because he wanted to admit her into the palace that he ignored the illness of the first queen.

There was silence for a while, no one dared to make a sound, and Zhao Hengrui also lowered his head, not daring to raise his eyes to look at the person in front of him.

Song Zeyi is not easy to say such a thing.

At the end, the people around him let out a chuckle.

"You are really a good son of the old man, he loves you the most, but you don't have half of him, it's really the biggest revenge on him!"

Zhao Zhaowu gently untied the big slug on his body, raised his hand and threw it to the soldier next to him.

"It's just a woman, and she used to have a little affection with Lone when she was young, so let it go."

Hearing this, Zhao Hengrui finally breathed a sigh of relief and stood aside.

The army was reorganized, and once it set off, Zhao Hengrui and Su Xiao stayed in Shanxi, and the remaining soldiers and horses rushed to the capital from the south as a whole.

"This method is very good, the secret guards we have planted in the capital should start to act tonight, and when the lone army arrives in the capital, we can control the capital in one fell swoop."

This method was proposed by Song Zeyi,

Now it seems that a person who has never been on the battlefield may not be inferior to an experienced person like him.

Song Zeyi's face did not have half a point of turmoil, and he stood in front of the long horse, his body was quiet, and he seemed to be very calm about the upcoming war.

With such a strong mentality, even Zhao Zhaowu also felt that it was incredible.

He looked at Song Zeyi beside him, with a smile on his face, since the two had reached a cooperative relationship, he would no longer be suspicious, he only felt that the person in front of him was more and more cold than he thought before.

"Song Ziyi, you are so talented, why did you want to be a civilian official in the court in the first place, and you should go to the battlefield with the army and me to kill the enemy!"

A smile crossed Song Zeyi's cold face, and his eyebrows were written with contempt, "In the torrent of the court, how can you decide what you choose."

I can't help myself, Zhao Zhaowu understands in his heart, and he doesn't ask any more questions.

At the same time, Zhao Si'er was still living a life like a madman in the palace, she locked herself in a palace with the emperor all day long, guarding the bed he once sat on, and refused to leave half a step.

Three days have passed, Zhao Si'er's clothes have been messy, her hair is not taken care of, the hairpin has fallen to the ground, and the smell of wine is dyed all over her body, and the ground is full of wine jugs.

Jiang Qingping stood outside the palace gate, his eyes already dyed with several layers of loneliness and desolation.

"Master Pony, hurry up and persuade Her Royal Highness the Princess, she has locked herself in this palace and has not eaten or drunk for three days and three nights!"

The little maid knelt in front of Jiang Qingping, and when she raised her eyes, her eyes were full of surprise.

But a few days of hard work, the horse master seems to have completely changed a person, since that day from the palace left, he has never changed his clothes, the official uniform is still worn on the body, full of wrinkles, even the chin has been stubble, very decadent.

"You, you!"

"Leave me alone!" , Jiang Qingping was hoarse, and threw out such a sentence, "What has the princess said in the past few days?"

"No, the princess hasn't made any noise in the past few days, the slave and maid are worried and want to break in, but the princess smashes out a wine jug, and the slave and maid, the slave and the maid don't dare to go in again!"

The maid kneeling on the ground was frightened, and tears almost fell from her eyes.

She just glanced at the horse master, and felt that he was like a wild tree standing on the edge of a cliff, so depressed that as long as the wind blew, he would be lifted to the bottom of the cliff by the wind.

It seems to be no different from the situation of the princess now.

She had never seen anyone lose so much weight in just a few days.