Chapter 393: A Fatal Coincidence (Part I)

The time is not as good as the location, and the location is not as good as the people. Time is unpredictable, and people are not a day's work. The only thing that can be grasped is the location.

Bianjing is huge, with a population of one million. The busiest streets, lined with houses, are also very crowded, trying to maximize the value of every inch of land. Although this city is complicated, in the eyes of those who care, it is very simple.

If you want to create chaos, it's just a few streets and a few forks in the road. In these places, the streets are not wide, but the flow of people is very large. Three teachings and nine streams, everything. Moreover, there are many houses here, and most of them are wooden structures. In addition, it is not close to the yamen and the military camp. Therefore, if a few fires are placed in these places, they can quickly create considerable chaos in the event of unrest among the people.

As long as the yamen and the forbidden army reacted, they sent a team to quell the riots. It would not be easy for them to quickly withdraw and rush to the imperial city.

These factors are the most basic abilities for old rivers and lakes like Feng Hu and Qin Lang. And Murong Ao is not stupid, he also thought of this.

So, coincidentally, Chen Ao's people and Murong Ao's people were arranged in similar places, and even the hiding places were not far away.

The only difference is that Chen Ao intends to act in the afternoon. And Murong Ao had to wait until nightfall......

Chen Ao got out of the carriage, and before he entered the palace gate, he saw a person striding towards him. He recognized this person and knew that it was a disciple of the Salt Gang, Qin Lang's subordinate.

Chen Ao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. At this time, Qin Lang sent someone here to see him, could it be that something had happened?

He stopped at the gate of the palace, and when he saw the man approaching, he took a few steps to the side and asked in a low voice, "What happened?"

The man panted and said, "Helmsman, our people were just about to make a move, when they encountered a group of people of unknown origin. I didn't say a few words, and I started to move!"

Chen Ao was taken aback and hurriedly asked, "Who are these people?"

The man shook his head and said, "We agreed in advance to tie a red ribbon on our right wrist to separate the enemy from us." But these people are dressed as people, and they have no ribbons, and they are not our people. And they carry blades with them and behave strangely, not like good people. Qin Tou'er asked me to ask the helmsman, what should I do?"

Chen Ao was confused for a while, and asked, "What is the current situation over there?"

The man said: "The number of the other party is not large, and the martial arts are not as good as ours, so there is no fault for the time being!"

Chen Ao nodded, thinking to himself, if the imperial court found out about our actions, it would be impossible to just send a few people with low martial arts skills to arrest people.

Thinking of this, he whispered: "You continue to act according to the plan, create chaos, and evacuate as soon as possible!"

The man hurriedly went, and Chen Ao stood at the gate of the palace for a while before letting people pass the word and enter the imperial city. There was a little eunuch in front of him leading the way, and Chen Ao kept following, but he was thinking about what had just happened.

Who was the one who fought with Qin Lang and them? If Zhao Heng had discovered his scheme, he should have taken him down immediately. Since he is not from the imperial court, which side is it?

Chen Ao thought for a while, and a name suddenly popped up in his mind - Murong Ao!

The first time he saw Murong Ao, he felt in his heart that this person was not at ease. It's not just that Chen Ao has seen martial arts, and he knows that this Murong Ao clan is bent on recovering the country. From Murong Ao's words alone, it can be seen that he must have a conspiracy.

Murong Ao is a figure in the rivers and lakes, how can he help him rescue Zhao Ling? Could it be that he also forcibly broke into the Forbidden Palace as he thought? Of course Murong Ao would not break into the palace for such a trivial matter, then he has a bigger goal. This goal is naturally Zhao Heng! The reason why Murong Ao wants to pull himself in must be to find a scapegoat!

Chen Ao suddenly brightened up, and while secretly rejoicing at his previous vigilance, he secretly sighed, Brother Zhao, there are really a lot of people who want to kill you!

Thinking so, he couldn't help but quicken his pace. The little eunuch led Chen Ao to Zhilan Garden and motioned for Chen Ao to enter.

Chen Ao did not hesitate, rushed into the garden, and was just about to speak, when he saw Zhao Heng sitting in the pavilion, shaking his head. Yunlu was on the side, gently stroking the strings. The sound of the piano is curling, coupled with the picturesque scenery around it, and it really feels like a dust.

But Chen Ao was already a sword in his heart at the moment. He didn't care about provoking Zhao Heng's anger, strode forward, and arched his hand: "Your Majesty!"

Zhao Heng opened his eyes, and he was really a little displeased. But soon he became a little puzzled and asked, "Chen Ao, why are you here? Didn't you go to preside over a gathering of martial arts warriors today? Why do you still have time to enter the palace?"

Chen Ao suddenly remembered that Zhao Heng had said something like this yesterday, what kind of martial arts gathering was simply a non-existent thing. I have been focusing on the plan to rescue Zhao Ling and have not paid attention to this matter. Since this kind of rumor has reached Zhao Heng's ears, it means that someone is spreading it. You don't have to think about it to know that this person must be Murong Ao! Thinking of what he said in Cuiting Tower the night before, Chen Ao was even more convinced of his previous suspicions.

He said loudly: "What kind of party, it's just a rumor! Your Majesty, I have something big to tell you!"

Zhao Heng frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

Chen Ao said: "There is a Murong Ao in Gusu, has Your Majesty ever heard of ......it?"

He had only said half a sentence when Yunlu suddenly got up and said, "Your Majesty, is this song a concubine that is not good, and Your Majesty doesn't like it?"

Zhao Heng hurriedly changed his smiling face and said, "How could it be? Miss Yunlu's piano skills are wonderful, how can it be ugly?"

"Since the song of the concubine's body can still be heard, why doesn't Your Majesty quietly taste it?"

"Okay!" Zhao Heng said hurriedly, and then said to Chen Ao: "Chen Ao, don't be surprised, sit down and listen to Miss Yunlu's piano together!"

Chen Ao glanced at Yun Lu, only to see that the other party also threw a cold look at him. Chen Ao's heart jumped, and he secretly thought, couldn't she ask herself for help, and actually hooked up with Murong Ao? This is terrible!

Just as he was thinking about it, an attendant hurriedly ran in and reported: "Your Majesty, the forbidden army guarding the palace gate has sent news that several streets and alleys in the capital are on fire. Commander Lu asked His Majesty to close the palace gate to prevent riots?"

Zhao Heng raised his eyebrows and said, "With such a big capital city going to the water, I want to close the palace city? Isn't this a joke?

Zhao Heng said, got up and walked towards Chenyue Tower. This building is the tallest building in the imperial city, and you can almost overlook the entire Bianjing when you climb it. Chen Aoyunlu didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly followed.

The two were a few steps behind Zhao Heng, and Chen Ao couldn't help but whisper: "Miss Yunlu, Murong Ao is not a good person, don't fall for him!"

Yun Lu glared at him coldly and said, "What should I do, I don't need you to teach me!" Saying that, he walked a few steps quickly and caught up with Zhao Heng.

Chen Ao had no choice but to chase after her, but his eyes were always watching Yun Lu and paying attention to her every move. 21010