The day after the ceremony.

Chang'an, the capital of the country, is under martial law.

The city gate of the four sides has long been forbidden to enter and exit due to an imperial decree yesterday. The Imperial City Guards, led by the Shadow Hall, are patrolling the streets and alleys in full armor, arresting the remnants of the thieves who had offended the Holy Driver in the Xuanwu Gate yesterday.

At the same time, in the Prime Minister's Mansion, Yang Guozhong had already summoned half of the civil and military officials here.

As the prime minister, one person is above 10,000 people, Yang Guozhong has undisguised the haze in his heart for the first time in many years.

After working together for many years, the officials present had already seen why Yang Guozhong was annoyed, but they didn't dare to open their mouths to persuade them, and after a round of silence, they turned their attention to Luo Chongshan, the servant of the ministry.

On weekdays, Luo Chongshan has solved problems for Yang Guozhong many times, and over time has been regarded as a confidant by the latter. Now Yang Guozhong's face is gloomy, joy and anger are indistinguishable, and everyone has no choice but to expect him to open the deadlock. But although Luo Chongshan had insight into the wishes of his colleagues, he also shrugged his shoulders helplessly, saying that he was also powerless.

"Bang!"

Just when everyone looked at each other, Yang Guozhong, who had a gloomy face, had already smashed the teacup in his hand to the ground, and before the sound of shattering was gone, he had already said angrily: "What a Peerless Shadow Hall, what a wind chill, it's just too deceitful!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately understood, and at the same time, they breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

Now that the silence has broken and the target has appeared, they no longer have to worry about their carelessness and inadvertently coming out of their mouths. At that moment, Luo Chongshan took the lead in asking Yang Guozhong: "Prime Minister, the Shadow Hall's actions today have caused panic in the city, and if it continues like this, I am afraid that it will lead to the dissatisfaction of the people, thinking that there is still an undercurrent under the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty." The lower officials were puzzled, why did His Majesty sit back and watch them be so rampant, and even ordered the Imperial City Guards to assist them?"

Fang just smashed the teacup, Yang Guozhong's depression in his heart has eased a little, and his tone has returned to his usual calmness: "You were all in Xuanwu Gate yesterday, I'm afraid you don't know that the so-called Heng Clan Rebellion Party not only made a grand ceremony, but also secretly sneaked into the Taiji Palace, intending to kidnap the fairy princess, right?"

"Is that so?"

When the crowd heard this, whispers began again. As important ministers in the court, they not only know that Li Yanling, the immortal princess who has been "immortal" for many years, has already returned from cultivation, but also understands that Xuanzong Li Longji loves him several times better than other princesses. When they heard that the Heng clan actually dared to plot against the pearl in the palm of today's son, they were all shocked in their hearts.

Yang Guozhong didn't care about everyone's reaction, and after a short pause, he said again: "Everyone, rest easy, although the chaotic party action was unexpected, it did not succeed. The Heavenly Star Sage had already seen through their intentions, and united with a thousand thoughts to kill Zhu Jiutian, but instead captured the rats who sneaked into the palace yesterday. ”

Hearing Yang Guozhong take yesterday's events lightly, the expressions on everyone's faces did not relax, after all, if everything ends here, the prime minister will not invite them to the mansion, and they will still treat each other gloomily.

Luo Chongshan's heart moved: "If the Heavenly Star Sage invited Yi Nian Qianqi to set up an ambush in the Taiji Palace, that is to say, Feng Hanyi already knew about it?

"He dares to use His Majesty as bait in Xuanwumen, waiting for the chaotic party to wreak havoc, how can he take the princess to heart?" Yang Guozhong was angry at this time, "But if that's the case, it's okay, after all, Your Majesty and the princess have not been harmed." But today, when the old man begged him for the party he had captured and interrogated the mastermind and culprit, this guy dared to make a big deal of nonsense against the old man, claiming that the old man had no right to deal with it and refused to hand it over! Hmph! The old man has been an official for more than ten years, and he has never seen such an arrogant and domineering person!"

Speaking of this, Yang Guozhong could no longer hold back the anger in his heart, and raised his hand to slap it on the tea table beside him. I heard another crisp crack, and the new tea that the people in the house had just served him was knocked over again.

The aftermath was not gone, Yang Guozhong's long beard trembled slightly, and his voice became unstable: "I want to establish the sea of blood for a hundred years, Lu Guogong's temperament does not like restraint, but he also knows that he is loyal to the monarch and patriotic; Even today's Cheng Youlu, although he is unruly and untamable, is also a good man who knows how to advance and retreat, and understands the general situation! Only this wind and cold, relying on his skills, challenges the majesty of the Son of Heaven everywhere, if it were not for His Majesty's kindness, how could he be allowed to do such nonsense?"

After his generous speech, Yang Guozhong seemed to be unsatisfied, and his tone was full of contempt: "But he relied on this ability to win the appreciation of the high internal supervisor, otherwise he would not be able to borrow the imperial city guards, the fox and the tiger are mighty-eunuchs and the like, I don't know the severity, it is really difficult to take on a big responsibility!"

At this point, everyone understood where Yang Guozhong's anger came from today.

One is arrogant and arrogant because of the wind and cold.

Second, because of the coliers.

Faced with such a situation, Luo Chongshan thought for a while, and then spoke again: "Prime Minister, the lower official has a sentence, I don't know if I should say it or not?"

"You and I are officials in the same dynasty, as long as it is for the great cause of the society, why should we have any scruples? But it doesn't hurt to say it. ”

Luo Chongshan got up, walked to Yang Guozhong's side, and whispered in his ear.

Seeing that Yang Guozhong's face gradually softened, although everyone was curious, they didn't dare to ask suddenly, so they had to continue to sit on their seats and wait for this round of dialogue to end.

......

And when his subordinate Absolute Shadow Hall led the Imperial City Guards to hunt down the remnants of the rebellion, the hundreds of officials in the court were all about him.

Tang Ling, who is known as "Wind Chill", was as if nothing had happened, letting the wind and clouds surge outside, and he sat side by side with Jiutian in the high wall, watching for a discussion.

Both sides are not very old. However, the strength of the skills on his body has long exceeded the achievements of ordinary mortal martial artists in their penances, and the strength contained in the moves in his hands is far beyond the imagination of ordinary mortals. So far, the outcome of the battle has long been a foregone conclusion - Xiao Jingdu against Huo Feiyu and Sun Zicheng still has the advantage of one enemy and two defeats, and has never let the other party taste the sweetness.

The mask was removed, Tang Ling now seemed to be beautiful, and after taking a sip of the tea fragrance, he asked Jiutian, "What do you estimate?"

"What do you estimate?" asked Jiutian rhetorically.

"How long will it take for Huo Feiyu and Sun Zicheng to break through Xiao Jing's defense?"

"Hmph, I really hate you with such a show-off face. Jiutian was full of displeasure, "In terms of skill, moves, and experience, the two of them are far inferior to Xiao Jing, how can they win?"

"So I just asked them when they would break the deadlock. ”

"You-"

Tang Ling's indifferent posture had already aroused Jiutian's dissatisfaction more than once, but in the blink of an eye, seeing him so calm, the anger in his heart had already dissipated unconsciously: "According to the current situation, at least two hundred moves are needed, if Xiao Jing uses half more strength, the two of them will attack another two hundred moves, and it will be in vain." ”