Nango.

The bloody corpse slammed down on the old oak table, the legs creaking and swaying. Wheezes of horror and shock echoed through the dimly lit room, the basement of a candle maker who had just contracted the plague. No one was more shocked than Feng Yang. The features of the corpse's pale face were the ones he had seen many times before.

"Where did you find him?" Feng Yang asked the man who had brought the body into the hideout. The messenger was a rude-looking, spirited soldier who was one of the leaders of the Winter Revolution. But he looked at He Jing, the lieutenant under Zheng Hongchang, with an uncertain look. He Jing nodded, signaling the person who reported the news to ignore his suspicions and answer Feng Yang's question honestly.

"He was in the sewers," the messenger said. "The rat bit him, but it was a dagger for the secret envoy that killed him." He reached into his dirty woollen coat and threw a steel knife onto the table, the hilt engraved with Han Cheng's coat of arms. After the man finished speaking, He Jing also put his hand in his pocket and took out a crumpled letter similar to a creed.

"He was still clutching this thing tightly in his hand when he died," He Jing continued, handing it to Feng Yang's hand. "It looks like it was ripped off."

Feng Yang carefully studied the cloudy ink on the parchment, trying to figure out what the faded words meant. The silt from the sewers had wiped most of the handwriting off, but he was sure that it didn't match the message they had sent to Wei He. A bad feeling enveloped his heart. At the bottom of this letter, there is the general's signature, partially erased.

"This is a letter from the council!" Marquis Sosi exclaimed. His outburst attracted other conspirators, who all ran to him, eager to see how much more the letter contained. There were not many people present, only the other two nobles of Count Van Shock were present. Prince Gallo Vecchio was busy bringing Lady Arcadia out of the Southern Palace. Princess Irena is busy experiencing the wedding bliss of her new life as the executioner's wife.

Feng Yang took the letter away from Van Sauck's bony hand, and carefully studied the jagged gap, trying to determine how much the letter was missing. The dagger already made it clear who was in the hands of the rest of the letters.

"Two days ago, a secret envoy set out from Nanyu. They might have to go north. They might be going to General Eiga. ”

Feng Yang crushed the remaining letter and stared down at Karid's corpse. "We have to prepare for the worst if they achieve their goals. Based on the rest of the letter, Han Chengcheng may know exactly who exactly is plotting against the emperor. ”

"What should we do?" Count Van Sauck asked, a look of horror on his face.

Feng Yang walked around the table, wondering if he had the authority to make such a decision. It stands to reason that waging war should be the prerogative of Prince Gallo Vechi. Taking this responsibility on your own would be a contempt for princely status and the kingdom of the ancient saints. But at the same time, if it is postponed, it will give Han Sung enough time to crush them before the uprising begins.

"We must implement our plan immediately," Feng Yang declared resolutely. "Let your people tell Prince Gallo Veitch and the others. General Ho, you go and gather as many revolutionary troops as possible. If we wait, we'll be in the hands of the old fox. So we can't wait any longer. We're going to take the palace tonight!"

This statement really frightened the other conspirators. Although they had been talking about it, trying to attack the palace with their numbers was tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg. Now, faced with such a desperate situation, their already less firm conviction is beginning to waver.

Feng Yang pointed to Karid's corpse and shouted loudly. "First the Patriarch Hartlford was executed, and now our brothers have been murdered. If we don't stop that tyrant, more brothers will die, and it's too late to retreat. Too many people have sacrificed their lives and honor to get us to this point. ”

"We can't let them down now. If that's not enough, consider this. Now, Han Sung is reading the other half of the letter. He may be reading the names of each of you. If the idea of saving the empire from a tyrant is not enough to make you devote yourself to this revolution, then the reason to fear for your life is enough!"

Marquis Sosi leaned against the wall, his eyes thoughtful and panting. "There's another way. Irena is with that monster now. If I let her do that, then she will be able to eliminate the threat from Han Sung, won't she? ”

Feng Yang turned around, grabbed Suoxi's coat, and lifted him up. "We're not going to let your daughter be a murderer!" The knight roared. "All of us are committed to this cause! We won't and can't quit now!"

"But we are not ready," protested Count Van Sauck.

"Then you'd better be prepared." Feng Yang said sharply, "Because we don't have much time." Not only for us, but for the entire empire, success or failure is here......"

Eastern Capital.

"Besides, what kind of medicine do you say my father and my second brother are selling in their gourds? If there is anything difficult for those nobles of the Southern Dynasty to deal with, they can all be killed. ”

After hearing Xiao Qi's words, Meng Kuang smiled slightly and said, "What His Highness said is extremely true. ”

"Don't be a sycophant, what are the plans of your father and second brother?"

Seeing that Xiao Qi asked Meng Qian, he naturally explained with interest, "According to the humble opinion of His Majesty, Your Majesty and the King of the South are going to put a long line to catch a big fish." ”

"Big fish?"

"Exactly." Meng Kuang knew that it was not a good habit to hide in front of Xiao Qi, so he continued, "There is really nothing else in this world that His Majesty can attach so much importance to, except for the gods in the sky. ”

"Humph! What gods?! It's just a bunch of chickens and dogs. Xiao Qi made no secret of his contempt for those so-called immortal gods, since the first time he heard the legend of the immortal gods, he sneered at these guys, "After the Jedi Heavenly Pass, even if they descend to the earth, they are a pseudo-immortal realm, what is this afraid of?" Not to mention the one in the central capital, relying on this dragon qi in the eastern capital can fight with it. ”

"If Your Majesty normally doesn't need to be so cautious, but now that the plague is everywhere, and the rat clan is not dead and is causing chaos everywhere, the girder is like the galloping chariot, and there is a risk of capsizing if you are not careful."

"Overturned?" The red light in Xiao Qi's eyes flashed, and a pair of dragon eyes stared at the person standing on the high platform, "My Liang is powerful all over the world, with millions of soldiers, and it is a hundred times stronger than the previous dynasty." Any disobedient man who dares to stand in my way will fall to the sword of my Liang army, and the princes of the north are the best example. ”

Meng Guan knew that it was useless to say anything to Xiao Qi now, so he arched his hand and accused, "It's the minister who lost his word, please forgive your highness." ”

"You stand down...... Xiao Qi now how he sees how Meng is not pleasing to the eye, it is better to let him step down directly.

Meng Guo was overjoyed when he heard Xiao Qi's words, and after bowing and bowing, he didn't want to stay longer for a moment, so he stepped out of the palace gate and rushed home. As soon as he thought of what he said, Meng Kuang wanted to give himself two mouths, why did he suddenly burst with a sense of responsibility? With Xiao Qi's temperament, he still wants to be loyal? I really think I've lived too long.

After Meng Guo left, Xiao Qi also left the main hall and walked alone towards the depths of the palace.

(There are a lot of things going on at school during this time, and I don't have much time to write novels, please understand.) ）