Zhao Qing looked at the three people who expressed their whereabouts, and sighed in his heart, this is a good destination for the three of them.

Outside the window, it began to rain again, like a prelude to farewell.

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From Jingzhou to the capital, there is a distance of about 3,000 miles.

Passing through the tall Yongding Gate, Zhao Qing walked into this prosperous capital city by himself and on a horse.

Counting more than 2,000 years ago, Jingzhou City was the capital of the Chu State, Yingdu, and here was the capital of the Yan State, Jicheng. But nowadays, time is easier, and the two have developed very differently.

Seeing an ancient large city with a population of one million for the first time, Zhao Qing was also a little curious, and took a few more looks. The inner street of Yongdingmen is amazingly wide, and the traffic is busy, so it is not lively.

Some martial arts people wrapped their blades in their baggage and walked silently along the edge of the street, no longer as ostentatious as they used to be in other areas.

In the land of the capital, there are many tolerances, and most people in the rivers and lakes are careful not to get into trouble.

What these people never imagined was that Zhao Qing, who was walking the street with them, was not only ready to cause trouble when he went to Beijing this time, but also wanted to provoke the most serious one.

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Late at night, Zhao Qing fostered the horses in the backyard of the inn and sneaked to the palace alone.

She was dressed in a black night suit, with a small steel round shield painted with black paint attached to her back, a bloody knife in her left hand, a long sword in her right hand, and her shoes were also specially treated to try to eliminate the sound when walking.

The palace wall in the northeast corner of the Forbidden City is relatively low, and it is the place where the miscellaneous servants live, and there are no guards to patrol it. Zhao Qing probed, came to the side of the thirteenth row in the north, quietly walked around behind a big tree and hid, waited for the guards to patrol, and lightly jumped into the palace wall with a little foot.

The guards inside the palace are not as strict as those outside the palace, and most of the guards are not allowed to stay overnight in the middle of the night.

Regarding the residence of Emperor Jiaqing, Zhao Qing inquired in advance, it should be in the westward direction of the Qianqing Palace, this palace is adjacent to the military aircraft of the "Military Aircraft Department", which is the emperor's place of governance.

Zhao Qing's internal skills are profound, although he is in the dark, he sees things like ordinary people in the daytime. She walked quickly, and when she was inspected by guards and guards, she hid in the corners of houses or behind trees.

Passing through the Leshoutang Hall and the Yangxing Hall to the west, bypassing a long corridor, Zhao Qing passed through the Xuanqiong Treasure Palace, Jingyang Palace, and Zhongcui Palace to the Imperial Garden.

Then she went around the west side of Kunning Palace, Jiaotai Palace, and Qianqing Palace to the east of the Yangxin Palace, gently jumped onto the courtyard wall, entered from the Yuehua Gate and ZY Gate, and soon stood on the top of the Yangxin Gate.

I saw the plaque outside the hall in the distance, with the words "Nourishing Heart Palace" written on it, and there were rows of winding Manchu text next to it.

Looking at the vermilion hall walls and yellow glazed tiles under the light of the lanterns carried by the guards and eunuchs outside the hall, Zhao Qing knew that the first critical step had arrived.

To be honest, she didn't expect that she would sneak into the palace so smoothly, not only did she not see the sea chief and the deputy head of the competition along the way, but she also didn't see a few ordinary first-class second-rate players.

But this is more in line with common sense, after all, he is going to break into the palace today, but the people in this palace don't know at all.

Gui Xinshu encountered so many guards back then, mainly because Kangxi had obtained information from the traitors and increased the guards. In fact, during the Xiaoao period, Dan Qingsheng had the ability to break into the palace and kidnap the imperial kitchen, although it was not aimed at the emperor, but it can also be seen.

The reason why I said that I didn't see a few good hands, not that there were no good hands, was because at this moment, there were indeed two guards who could be called first-class guards at the entrance of the palace.

The two of them, perhaps standing at the temple gate for a long time, were too bored, and one was counting the tassels of the saber at his waist with his fingers; The other widened his eyes, exhaled and inhaled with his mouth and nose, and the muscles of his whole body trembled slightly, as if he was practicing some kind of hard qigong, and he was quite diligent.

But judging from the long breath of the two, their internal skills can be regarded as having some attainments.

In addition to these two people, there were still forty or fifty guards around the Heart Cultivation Palace, guarding them with swords, and they were heavily guarded. It is estimated that these people all came up from the shift change at night, rested for a day, and were in good spirits at night.

There were so many of these guards that if they were to kill them all in one go, someone would inevitably make a noise before they died, and it would be extremely difficult to break into the temple silently.

Just as Zhao Qing decided to jump down from the Heart Cultivation Gate and kill the guards, four eunuchs in the distance carried palace lamps and led two officials over.

While the guards were checking the identity of the officials, Zhao Qing swept over and landed lightly on the eaves of the Heart Cultivation Palace. Putting away her blade and bowing down, she lifted the glazed tiles and used her internal strength to exert her feminine strength with her divine power below.

But after listening to the slight sound of mud and sand scattering, a small hole had already broken in the roof of the temple.

Zhao Qing stared down, and saw that several eunuchs in the hall were lighting lamps and candles, and a tall, thin and bald military attache stood on the right side of the emperor, who seemed to be deeply trusted.

Two elderly officials were standing on the edge of the throne, reporting on political affairs, mainly about the famine in the Yunnan-Guizhou region, saying that there had been a revolt in recent days, and that there was a suspicion of the participation of members of the Red Flower Society.

It's a bit diligent, but it's a pity that it's a Manchurian emperor. In addition, the Red Flower Society still exists, and it can be contacted in the future.

Now that the emperor's position was confirmed, Zhao Qing lifted the blood knife and drew a full circle on the top of the hall above him, cutting off two rafters. With the tiles and dust falling from the sky, she had already jumped down from the temple.

When the black shadow swayed, Jiaqing's back had been quickly and incoherently struck by Zhao Qing. Under the interweaving of strength, in an instant, he felt that his five internal organs were displaced, his eyes were dark, and he fainted on the spot.

But soon, the pain in his heart became heavier and heavier, and he could only lie on the table, which was exactly the pain of Zhao Qing's seven evil red hands, and the seven evil qi.

Of course, worried that the emperor, who had not practiced martial arts, was weak and could not bear the excessive pain, Zhao Qing greatly reduced the strength of his palm, otherwise with Jiaqing's physique, he would have fallen to the ground and rolled in pain, losing the dignity of the emperor.

He never expected to be attacked by assassins in the middle of the night without warning, and the tall and thin bald old man standing next to the emperor had no time to resist, and by the time he reacted, he had already seen Jiaqing lying at the desk and crying out in low pain.

Knowing that he had committed a major dereliction of duty, the old man shot out in horror, and his palms were strong with the wind, and he shot at Zhao Qing one after another. Each palm was struck with a snorting sound, as if someone in the palm was exhaling rapidly.

Zhao Qing glanced at the old man, and while reaching out to Jiaqing's wrist to take a pulse to investigate the situation behind the middle palm, he casually palmed with him. But when he heard the sound like defeat, the old man's face was full of blood, and he took four or five steps backwards, and suddenly vomited a large mouthful of blood.

Under the palm of his hand, Zhao Qing had already discovered the reality of the old man, and guessed that the other party was most likely the head of the sea who had practiced the martial arts of the Divine Dragon Sect, and his martial arts were also excellent, but he was still quite inferior to the Blood Knife Ancestor, far from his opponent.

This secret attack has been completely successful. But this does not mean that he has succeeded in controlling the emperor.

An emperor controlled by the Han Chinese, would the Manchu aristocracy be willing to let him continue to be the "emperor"? Zhao Qing didn't know what the outcome would be, but she was ready to deal with the enemy's counterattack.