Chapter 118: Entering the palace at midnight

"He Jin, the body of this person's relatives is in a high position, but he is restless, forming a party for personal gain, and spreading eyeliner widely, everyone knows that he has a heart of disobedience, and he is already the meat of the chopping board and still trying to do it, which is ridiculous!"

Sima Yi is in the rivers and lakes, but he knows the affairs of the court, which makes people curious, does he want to be a member or a leader? In particular, there is a precise positioning of each key person, which is really incomprehensible. Could it be that the elders in his family are officials in the court and listen to them every day?

"In Zhongda's opinion, the eunuchs and the generals compete, who wins and who loses?"

"Heaven must not be divulged."

The most unbearable thing is Sima Yi's pretend, not only Huang Fubiao thinks he is not sincere, even Guo Jia thinks he is selling Guanzi, how stupid can people be compared to people, and everyone here is smart.

"It stands to reason that He Jin will be defeated, after all, behind the eunuch party is His Majesty's will. But there are no soldiers and horses around the eunuchs, so he can't help He Jin, and it is not a problem for the general to mobilize at least 5,000 men and horses, and there is no need to use the military talisman. ”

"Zhang Rang is afraid that he knows that his backstage will not last long, and he will do it before the Spirit Emperor dies. If I were Zhang Rang, I would fake a holy decree and get rid of He Jin. ”

Huangfu Biao felt that this was very clear, the longer the time dragged on, the greater He Jin's chances of winning, after all, it was the Spirit Emperor who could suppress him. If His Majesty has the heart to pave the way for the future crown prince and makes a move now, the eunuch party will have a greater chance of winning.

In the final analysis, it depends on how long Emperor Ling's breath can be delayed, I am afraid that the day Emperor Lingdi dies will be the time of chaos in Luoyang.

"I don't know when we will see each other on this day! I hate to see you two late, don't talk about state affairs, come, continue to drink! ”

The three of them unsealed the last altar of daughter red, heated it on the stove, poured a full drink, and accompanied the king 30,000 times drunk, without complaining about the death.

Huang Fu Biao was still a small lieutenant at this time, although he and Guo Jia Sima Yi hit it off at first sight, they talked very happily, and the two of them also admired each other, but it was just a table talker who drank together, if he asked the two to work for him, it was a fantasy, a fool's dream.

drank until the restaurant closed, and the three of them went downstairs with each other.

Who would have thought that the three people at this table who were not as weak as the crown would actually talk about the general trend of the world, drinking eight altars of daughter red, no one was drunk and making trouble, and they could wave goodbye at the door of the building, which is really strange.

Since then, Guo Jia has gone south, Sima has returned to the north, and Huangfu Biao has returned to the camp on horseback.

"Report! Your Majesty summons the general into the palace! ”

Huangfu Biao had just woken up, it was still the middle of the night, he had a splitting headache, his mouth was dry, and he was looking for water. Hearing the summons of Emperor Ling, he didn't feel sleepy, washed up, put on his horse, and went straight to the palace.

It's just that the person who delivered the message was Jian Shuo's personal guard, and the messenger was also a message, not the father-in-law in the palace. This seems a little subtle, first of all, this matter is a bit secretive, and secondly, Jian Shuo went to the palace one step earlier, but he came to summon Huangfu Biao, and there must be something strange in it.

Except for the occasional old man who fights on the street in the middle of the night, it is indeed deserted and terrible, only the sound of Huangfu Biao's horses' hooves clatters.

Because the messenger did not say that 100,000 was urgent, he also ran at the speed of the horse, first, to disperse the smell of wine, and second, to think of countermeasures. When I came to the palace gate, there was already a little father-in-law waiting, leading Huangfu Biao all the way to the imperial study from the back garden.

Emperor Ling was draped in a thick quilt, his god was damaged, his hair was white, and he even had some breathing, and he could hear the sound of pulling the bellows from a distance.

"Huangfu Biao, Your Majesty intends to appoint the eldest prince Liu Xie as the crown prince, what do you think?"

Huangfu Biao was shocked when he heard this, and looked up to see that Jian Shuo was behind Emperor Ling, with armor on his body and a gourd hammer in his hand, didn't this guy need to remove his armor when he entered the palace?

It was Jian Shuo who spoke. However, the eyes of the Spirit Emperor were extremely bright, like a sick tiger, skinny but majestic.

"It is Your Majesty's family affair, and your subordinates dare not speak nonsense, as a general, you must follow the holy parable!"

After Huang Fu Biao finished speaking, he bowed down again, touched the ground with his forehead, his palms were already sweating, he slipped by touching the floor tiles in the study, cold sweat broke out on his back, and his heart was beating non-stop.

At this time, even if one word is answered incorrectly, the huge gourd hammer may fall, hammering him out of his brain.