The palace gate warns, Duanmulan has seen it twice in the past 20 years as emperor, but it is the first time in broad daylight. After looking at the main hall for a long time, he didn't see the old eunuch come to report the news, thinking that Dahua's martial arts master seemed to have no news for several days, Duanmulan was faintly uneasy, and said in a deep voice to the head of the guards on the side: "Go and invite Mr. Yu!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" the head of the guard replied and retreated from the palace.

He only got down on the front foot, and the old eunuch followed the back foot to the palace, hurriedly walked in front of Duanmulan, knelt on the ground with a puff, and reported in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, it's terrible, it's really amazing! An assassin is coming to the palace gate!" the old eunuch was panicked, and his eyelids were still trembling slightly, showing that he was still palpitating.

Seeing his shocked appearance, Duanmu Lan's disgust rose sharply, and he reprimanded sharply: "What are you panicking about!

The old eunuch was shocked and frightened, his hands were weak, and he fell to the ground with his head on his head, trembling. After a while, a strong smell of urine (*) came from under him, and he was frightened and incontinent. The urine soaked his crotch and dripped...

"The slave should die! The slave should die!" At this time, the old eunuch was even more anxious, kowtowing like crazy, and begging for mercy desperately.

Duanmulan frowned and scolded: "Brave minions, get out!"

... ...

"Your Majesty, why don't you take a break from the dynasty today?" the dragon body is important!" Ni Juzheng followed behind Emperor Yonghua and said softly.

"Well, no, what can I do when I go back? I can't sleep anyway. Emperor Yonghua blinked his dry eyes and said helplessly, "I don't know what's going on these days, and I can't sleep well." The medicine of the imperial doctor, Zhan Wei's Dan is only able to calm the nerves for a while, and it is extremely difficult to sleep well. Since then, this right eye has been jumping without stopping, and I don't know what kind of disaster is about to happen. Although his Taoism is not very deep, the simple truth is known: when he is wood, the man jumps his right eye, which is to invite disasters and murders.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped again, and asked Ni Juzheng sideways: "Zhan Wei has been back for a day, have you come back?"

"I don't think so. I sent someone to the Danfang of Zhan as the Taoist chief, and if he comes back, the little ones will come to report immediately. Ni Juzheng bowed and replied. He has served by Emperor Yonghua's side for many years, and he knows the holy will very well, and many things will be done naturally without explanation.

"Hmm..."Emperor Yonghua exhaled heavily, stopped speaking, and quickened his pace towards the Qinzheng Palace. He got up late today, and he had missed the time of the early dynasty, and the civil and military officials had been waiting in the palace for more than half an hour.

"Long live the Holy Son of Heaven, long live, long live!" When Emperor Yonghua sat down on the throne, the hundred officials knelt down and shouted in unison.

"Excuse me, let's play if you have something!" Emperor Yonghua thought about it, and his patience was not so good, and his restlessness was revealed between his words.

Today is the Chang Dynasty, and the palace is either a full-time official of more than five grades, or a county government secretary, judge, and assistant secretary of the county government who has entered the capital to perform their duties above the third grade. Seeing Emperor Yonghua's expression, all of them cried out, and no one came to open their mouths.

Bamboo has no heart, and branches are born outside the joint.

Emperor Yonghua dragged his tired body to the court, because he was afraid of delaying political affairs, and he never thought that his words of being inattentive made them "dumb". "Nong Guili, is there a disaster relief report from Pingzhou?"

Nong Guili is the head of the household department, Xia Muren went to Pingzhou for disaster relief, and he has always complained to him about the shortage of materials. Although Xia Muren is the prince's honorable position, disaster relief still has to carry out disaster relief procedures, and the reports are transmitted to the household department, which will be forwarded to the emperor. Of course, if it is Xia Muren's secret fold, it can be directly submitted to the Hanlin Academy.

"Back to the emperor, the minister has not received the disaster relief needs from His Royal Highness King Yi for two days, and he has sent someone to ask, and he is still on the way. Nong Guili replied cautiously.

"Oh, I haven't delivered anything for two days, so I need to fold it?" Emperor Yonghua raised his eyebrows and said, "I think the Shenshao camp has arrived at Pingshan, and King Yi has left to return to the capital." Thinking of this, his heart suddenly became much more relaxed, and he smiled unconsciously.

... ...

Yu Lingyi walked up to the main hall quickly, bowed down and said: "Your Majesty, there is an enemy attack at the palace gate, please take a break from the court, and retreat to a safe place with your ministers!"

"Mr. Yu, but Dahua's martial arts master is here?" Duanmulan asked in a cold voice. But he thought in his heart, "Didn't you already know that the Jianghu people in Dahua were going to have something to do in the future? Gong Fang has also been inspected several times, why is this so?"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Yu Lingyi replied solemnly.

Duanmulan frowned, pretended to smile and said, "Haha... That's it. Sooner or later, you will come sooner or later, why do you need to retreat from the Hugh Dynasty? What kind of system is this!" "In the annals of the Turkic Kingdom, there is no emperor who has taken a Hugh Dynasty to avoid trouble, how can Duanmulan want to start this?

"Your Majesty, for the sake of safety, I respectfully ask the emperor, the princes and the ministers to retreat first!" Yu Lingyi suddenly knelt down on one knee and reported loudly. Duanmu Lanshi's laughter was already a precursor to anger, but he didn't care about this verse, and once again asked the emperor to retreat.

Duanmulan knew a lot about Yu Lingyi, he had never been rude and reckless, and now he insisted on asking himself to retreat, there must be a reason for it, so he asked in a deep voice: "Mr. Yu, are there a lot of thieves from Dahua?" Three thousand iron armor, plus ten guest kings, can't stop it?"

"Back to the emperor, there is only one person who attacks the palace gate!" Yu Lingyi replied in a trance. The white-haired Taoist outside the palace is far more advanced than he thought, and if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have dared to believe it. He glanced at it from afar, and then rushed over to make a report. "No matter what, the emperor and His Royal Highness the crown prince must not have an accident!"

... ...

The morning breeze blew, blowing away the smell of blood, blowing away the moans...

Qing Xuan had no intention of killing more, these eight hundred guards were either blinded by him, or he broke his hamstrings, or he stabbed one or two deep holes in his body, all of which were difficult to fight again, and only twenty or thirty people were killed.

One or two hundred zhang away from the palace gate, thousands of Yinyang people gathered, and they were stunned one by one: "Is this old Taoist a man or a god? Yes, it must be a killing god!"

Qing Xuan returned the sword into the sheath, flashed sideways, turned into a puff of smoke, and disappeared into the palace gate

... ...

On the left is the stone mountain, on the right is also the stone mountain, behind the stone mountain, the only thing that does not have a stone mountain to block the road is the front, however, there is Zhao Qianming's 50,000 army.

"Lord Wang, you change into the clothes of the guards in a while, and I will lead people to fight. If there is a fight, maybe you can take advantage of the chaos to rush out. Zhou Xukuan whispered Xia Mu Chaodao. He didn't have the slightest confidence in saying this, but this was the only way he could think of a thought that still had a chance to live.

Xia Muchao looked sad, shook his head and said: "Xu Kuan, what do you think of me! At this desperate situation, let's give it a go, and make some small means to teach this group of thieves jokes! In this way, although we are self-extinguished, it is considered to live up to the country's grace if we can kill a few more rebellious ministers and thieves! You can entrust me with your life, why should I Xia Muchao accompany me with my life!"

At this time, there were only more than 200 people left around Xia Muchao, and everyone listened to his words, all of them choked up, and their hearts were full of worship!

"Good boys!" Xia Muchao was heartbroken and yelled loudly.

"Yes!" replied in unison, striking the ground with their swords.

"Kill the thief with me!" Xia Muchao raised the sword in his hand, raised his arms and shouted, and rushed to the front.