Shangguan Xinghe calculated a lot, but he didn't calculate that he would be cheated to such a point.

It's not that he doesn't know that his thousands of soldiers and horses are not enough to see, but with the constraints of the Fenggu battalion outside the city and the infiltration of the inside line in the palace, he originally thought that he had at least half the chance of success.

But now, looking at Cheng Daqi, who was kneeling in front of the steps of the Jinluan Hall with his hands tied behind his back, he suddenly felt that his throat was a little dry, and he wanted to laugh but couldn't.

The huge Kong Ming lantern over the imperial city illuminated the ground, and more than 6,000 people were separated into three parts by two palace gates, and the dense crossbow arrows on the city wall were aimed at the rebels who were powerless to resist.

The sound of shouting and killing inside and outside the door shook the sky, the sound of hand-to-hand combat was endless, and the strong smell of blood wafted over the entire Xuanwu Gate.

The situation was almost in the opposite direction to him. In less than half an hour from the time they broke into the palace gate at night, the more than 3,000 people who traveled with him were now slaughtered to less than 200.

Not to mention others who have been shut out of the door.

The only sound of the impact of the armor leaves could be heard, and the forbidden army with weapons and helmets surrounded them, and without saying a word, imprisoned them in it, and pointed the spears in their hands at the panicked rebels.

The empty square suddenly fell silent, except for the whine of the wind blowing in my ears. By the time the snowflakes began to fall, the mountains of corpses on the ground had been rapidly transferred, leaving only hundreds of palace people who were methodically fetching water to sweep away the remaining dark red blood stains in the stone cracks.

If it weren't for the aching wounds on his body and the smell of blood in the air that hadn't gone away for a long time, he would have almost thought it was a dream, a nightmare.

There is no doubt that he lost completely.

In the stands, Jiang Mufeng, who was dressed in bright yellow, and Jiang Fenghao, who was luxurious in purple robes, stood side by side, and both uncles and nephews had the same mocking expression.

In front of them, there was another man who had been kicked to the ground with his hands tied behind his back.

In addition to the eunuchs and palace maids, there were actually several high-ranking officials in the court, who hung their heads and didn't dare to look up at Shangguan Xinghe.

Yu Yue, who was holding a dusty hand, took a thousand or two steps, condescendingly looked at Shangguan Xinghe, who was surrounded in the middle and had a blue face, and shouted in a sharp voice, "Shangguan Xinghe, are you guilty?" ”

"Don't come with me like this." Shangguan Xinghe sneered, raised the long sword in his hand, skipped Yu Yue and pointed directly at Jiang Mufeng, "If you want this seat to confess, you are not qualified enough!" ”

Jiang Mufeng just wanted to open his mouth to fight back, but as soon as he raised his head and received the 'Wait, you are too cheap' thrown by his seventeenth uncle, he calmly swallowed the words back to his stomach, squinted his eyebrows, straightened his back, and tried to show his true dragon heaven's 'sacrosanctity'.

"If he doesn't qualify, do you think you have?" Jiang Fenghao clasped his hands around his chest and glanced at Shangguan Xinghe, and said disdainfully, "This king really doesn't understand, as a commoner, you don't even have an official body, where do you get your confidence?" With such a little people, I want to force the palace, and my brain makes the pig kick, right? After jumping for so long and making such a little noise, why don't you want to think about your current appearance, what is the difference between you and the jumping clown? ”

The words were poisonous, the voice was loud, and in the silence of the audience, the words 'jumping clown' almost echoed over and over again in the open field.

"You!"

Shangguan Xinghe's face was pale, and he coughed violently against his chest, almost unable to lift it in one breath and rolled his eyes.

The person who looked like a military advisor next to him hurriedly stepped forward to help him, rubbing his chest with one hand to give him relief.

"What? Was it said by this king? Jiang Fenghao made a mocking face, and when he opened his mouth, he was angry and didn't pay for his life, "Do you feel particularly ashamed, so you have nothing to say?" ”

“…… You shut up! Shangguan Xinghe shook his hands and endured and endured, and finally managed to control himself and not rush up and poke him into a sieve with a sword.

Jiang Fenghao really shut up, shrugged his shoulders and turned to the side to watch the excitement.

Although he hated to immediately take Shangguan Xinghe out alone and beat him until he didn't even recognize his mother, it was obviously not the most appropriate time to be in front of the public now.

Besides, severely torturing the enemy is only the lowest means of revenge - Shangguan Xinghe, who poisoned him in Rainbow Village, bought murderous acts to assassinate him, and actually tried to kill his wife and children three times and twice, so deep hatred, how could it be a single physical torture that could take revenge?

The mental breakdown is the most painful - that's what he wants.

Next, the show is just about to begin.

Seeing that his uncle bowed down from the stage, Jiang Mufeng, who received the signal from his eyes again, finally understood his appearance time, so he hurriedly stepped forward to take over the baton, "Come on, take down all the traitors Shangguan Xinghe and his party, put them in the prison, and behead them on a certain day!" ”

"Yes!" The Praetorian Guards, who had steadily crushed the rebels in both quantity and quality, shouted in unison, and their voices resounded in the sky.

"You dare!" A young man beside Shangguan Xinghe, who still looked quite immature, subconsciously called out, probably because his emotions were a little out of control, and his voice was as sharp and piercing as a hen that had been choked by the neck.

The more than 200 rebels trapped in the middle were even more nervous by the sound, and they clenched their weapons one after another, and in addition to the anger of losing their comrades and being calculated, there was more fear of an unknown fate on their faces.

The sound of the iron armor hitting was clearly heard, and the Praetorian Guards, who were wearing iron armor and only showing their eyes on the face of the spear, narrowed the encirclement step by step, seeing that the rebels in the outermost line were about to be strung into sugar gourds by the spears, and the military advisor-like figure who had been supporting Shangguan Xinghe finally couldn't help it, "Lord, we have no choice in the current situation. ”

"Surrender is death, and failure to surrender is death, and it is impossible to escape the catastrophe horizontally and vertically...... If that's the case, then we can only give it a go. His expression was sad, but his eyes were very firm, "We have come to this point, as long as the Lord says a word, we will kill it immediately!" Desperately want to bite off a piece of meat from the dog emperor! ”

Shangguan Xinghe's eyes flashed, he glanced at him, and almost immediately made a decision, raised his hand in the direction where Jiang Mufeng was, and ordered in his usual hoarse and ugly voice, "Kill me!" ”

Better die standing than live kneeling!

"Kill!" Nearly 200 rebels shouted in unison with his orders, although the number was small, but the momentum was not weak, all of them rushed forward with a bloody nature, and they looked like they would rather die than give in.

"Enough!" Leng Buding shouted loudly, shaking people's ears a little buzzing.

The red-eyed rebels didn't care about any of this, only paused slightly, and then went forward one after another into the encirclement of the Praetorian Guard, resolutely not giving up until they were heroically killed.

Shangguan Yun, who appeared outside the Praetorian Guard's encirclement at some point, saw this, his pupils shrank, his hands clenched into fists, and he shouted with all his strength again, "I said enough!" Stop! ”

"Stop, stop!"

Seeing Shangguan Yun line up the Praetorian Guards and walk forward, for fear that the sword without eyes would hurt him, Shangguan Xinghe hurriedly shouted to stop, "Stop me!" Don't hurt him! ”

The Praetorian Guards got Jiang Fenghao's instructions, and they were very measured, just taking the rebels who were still fluttering up to send them to the side to solve the problem, and in order to embarrass Shangguan Yun, they even made a way so that he could walk smoothly to the opposite side of Shangguan Xinghe.

His white clothes were covered with mud and dust, his meticulous hair was a little messy, and his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked quite embarrassed.

He had just woken up after being drugged, and his thin lips, which were already a little less bloody, looked even paler, and he walked step by step, as if a gust of wind could blow him down at any time.

The person who shouldn't have appeared suddenly appeared in front of him, Shangguan Xinghe's heart chuckled, his eyes were almost jumping out, he didn't care about continuing to pretend to be cold, and shouted angrily, "How did you come back?" What about Lan Xin and Ke'an? I'm not letting them look at you......"

"Lord Shangguan was unlucky, he accidentally let the thieves hold him hostage a few days ago, and he almost left the capital." Jiang Fenghao, who had been watching the play, suddenly interjected, brushing his sense of existence and explaining to him with a smile, "If something happens to a pillar of the country like Lord Shangguan, it will be a big loss for my Dayan." ”

In fact, since the unconscious Shangguan Yun was transported out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he got the news, and he easily asked his subordinates to dig a trap on the road, and when the escort team pretending to be a caravan passed by, he killed all of them, and only brought back the unconscious Prime Minister and the first Oiran Orchid who was guarding him.

This is also the reason why Shangguan Yun appeared here - everyone else has been hiding in the palace for most of the day.

Jiang Fenghao laughed for a long time, and finally didn't forget to snap his fingers and make a summary, "In order to protect my Dayan's century-old foundation, this king will spare no effort to rescue those who have contributed to Jiangshan Sheji." ”

In and out of the words, Shangguan Xinghe was reminded that he knew everything about his actions.

Shangguan Xinghe wanted to vomit blood again when he heard this.

"Uncle, stop obsessing." Ignoring Jiang Fenghao's ridicule, Shangguan Yun's eyes were calm, and he walked in front of Shangguan Yun step by step, and said without any change in his tone, "The past has always passed." Now is the era of peace and prosperity, and the saint is also a benevolent monarch today, so why do we bother to do this? Since ancient times, it has always been a hundred ...... to change the dynasty."

"Shut up!" Shangguan Xinghe rushed out, raised his hand and slapped it hard.

Shangguan Yun didn't dodge or dodge, lowered his head and suffered this slap.

With a snap, clear five-finger prints immediately appeared on the fair-skinned and handsome face.

The scene was as silent as death, Jiang Fenghao yawned with his hands around his chest, as if he was not surprised at all by this scene, Jiang Mufeng's cheeks twitched, and he secretly touched the right side of his face with his hand, just listening to the voice felt pain for his prime minister.

"You ......"

Almost the moment he finished beating him, Shangguan Xinghe regretted it.

He took two steps back sharply, glaring at his right hand like a ghost. As soon as he raised his head, he looked at Shangguan Yun's indifferent eyes as if he was looking at a stranger, "Uncle feels more comfortable in his heart?" ”

"What do you think...... Uncle slapped you just to feel comfortable? Shangguan Xinghe's face was cold, he withdrew his hands and clenched them into fists, and his voice couldn't help but raise his head, "What do you think I did my best and risked death with no place to be buried?" ”

Shangguan Yun was silent.

Shangguan Xinghe stared at him for a long time, the expression on his face changed from the initial expectation and understanding to the despair of lamenting his misfortune and anger, and finally suddenly threw the long sword to the ground, laughing out loud.

"Good, good, it's really a great prime minister who thinks about the people." The mad laughter like a night owl suddenly stopped, and Shangguan Xinghe suddenly changed his expression, looked at him with the same kind eyes as before, and said calmly, "I will fulfill you!" ”

Shangguan Yun lowered his head, his hands hidden under the big sleeves of his wide robe clenched tightly, and his nails were so strong that he pierced his palms.

After a long time, he raised his hand and clenched his fist and said in a low voice, "Nephew, thank you Uncle Gaoyi!" ”