Chapter 145: The First Rebellion in the Imperial City

"The Imperial City Janissaries were ordered to surround the Imperial City and the General's Palace, and the two guards were under their respective commands, and the king was going to purge some of the spearheads tonight. www.biquge.info"The regent Murong Yang sat comfortably on the back of the chair, squinting his eyes, and his broad face was awe-inspiring.

Zhao Haochen didn't return to his residence tonight, he stayed by the little emperor's side, squinting at the sky, and muttering: "The capital is going to change!"

Turning around, after getting the instruction of the little emperor, he drafted two wills, one is a secret report, and the other is a dignified and upright, bright yellow cloth silk, and a clear vermilion seal of "bestowing heaven and making destiny".

The former was sent to the General's Palace, and the latter to the Regent's Palace.

"The little emperor wants to catch cicadas with praying mantises, it's rare, change my clothes, and order the three generals to come to see me immediately. Looking at the secret report in his hand, Liang Zhenting pursed his lips and threw it aside, his face full of disdain, "I don't know, the mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, and the little emperor is still too young." ”

If the regent falls, then he will be on the throne, and in the future, the world of the Murong family will change hands in a few years.

Liang Zhenting laughed out loud when he thought of this.

The little eunuch of the Regent's Mansion read out the emperor's decree, and Murong Yang sat on the recliner with a grin, and said leisurely: "Read it!"

The little eunuch wanted to scold twice, but thinking about Murong Yang's power, he didn't even put the emperor in his eyes, if he didn't have long eyes, no one would stand up for him, so he had no choice but to read it aloud.

"Lord Wang, can you leave to enter the palace with the slave?" The little eunuch saw that after he finished announcing his decree, Murong Yang was still sitting on the recliner and had no intention of moving.

"Bastard! How can the prince's wishes be swayed by your little eunuch!" The old butler beside him shouted angrily, "Get out!"

"But......" The little eunuch wanted to say something, but the guards of the palace had already drawn their knives and ran out of the regent's palace.

"Lord Wang, Your Majesty is summoning you now, will you ......" The old housekeeper was worried, not knowing what the little emperor Murong Xun meant, and asked Murong Yang with some apprehension in his heart.

Murong Yang smiled and said, "Uncle Qian is too worried, I still know the nephew of this king, he is as timid as a mouse, he is afraid of cowering, and he will not do anything to this king at all." ”

The old housekeeper nodded, "Lord Wang, it is an eventful time now, the Lord has just been assassinated, and tonight is the most critical night, the Lord will not be able to determine that there is any problem, otherwise the century-old cause will be ruined." ”

Murong Yang nodded slightly and said, "Yes, let Zhou Huwei accompany this king, and Uncle Qian will be rid of in the palace." ”

"Don't worry, your subordinates will never give up!" The old butler's eyes were slightly red, he knew the importance of the palace tonight, all military action orders would be issued from here, it can be said that success or failure is here, which shows Murong Yang's trust in him.

The Praetorian Guards of the Imperial City began to move frequently, and the people who heard the wind were hiding in the house, not daring to speak loudly, and the major wealthy families were also deeply covering their doors, and the transfer of the Praetorian Guards in the Imperial City still reached their ears, but in line with the principle that more things are better, they all became deaf and blind, and fell asleep.

"What's wrong with the master, why is there such a loud noise outside?" Chen Lin's wife, the secretary of the military department, lay on the bed, shrunk in his arms, and asked in a muttered voice.

"It's okay, it's okay, there's a military exercise going on outside, hurry up and sleep!" Chen Lin comforted his wife.

"The Imperial City is back under control, this old Chen sees that I won't beat him tomorrow, and he will make noise to my little baby in the middle of the night!" said Shang Shu, who was in the room of the Qinglou, with a giggle of giggles.

"It's okay, let's sleep, Chen Lin is so big, see that I won't visit him in the court tomorrow, so he can't eat and go around!" said Lord Yushitai Liu.

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Such words are played out in the mansions of every royal family and noble.

As everyone knows, Chen Lin, the secretary of the Ministry of War, complained bitterly in his heart. Although I am the secretary of the Ministry of War, only those soldiers of the Ministry of War are my people, no, there are only people, no horses, twelve people and a tribe can sleep honestly at home.

Besides, with my little manpower, how can I make such a big battle.

In the evening, the gates of Huajing City in the past were all closed, the city tower was lined with armor, colorful flags fluttered, and the cold and murderous atmosphere spread, not angry and self-threatening, but at this moment, the gate of Huajing City was unscrupulously open, and a team of iron-blooded soldiers continued to drive inside.

Zhao Haochen held the information passed by Menglong in his hand, flipped through it, and then looked up at the hundreds of people and horses in front of him, each wearing heavy armor, the blade in his hand glowed with the brilliance of the cold, and the cold sword qi burst out from it.

"Well, not bad, not bad!" casually beckoned a little eunuch over and said, "Take them to Cining Palace, just say that I ordered them, and the Queen Mother will understand!"

The three hundred soldiers all had dozens of short blades hidden on their bodies, three inches long, with flashes of knives on both sides, and barbs on them, exactly the same as the blades buried underground in the Star Gang of Apocalypse City. This was ordered by Zhao Haochen to be created in advance in the Xingchen Gang.

Menglong also personally handed Zhao Haochen a stone, with sharp edges and corners, in the form of a hexahedron, which looks like an ordinary stone undoubtedly, but the shape is a little special, it is more difficult to find, if you are patient to find, there are such stones.

Stroking this stone, Zhao Haochen's heart was difficult to calm down, no, it should not be said that it was Zhao Haochen's heart, but it should be Jianzi's heart, this stone is the strange stone he got from the Holy King's Palace, and it is this stone that makes his family ruined, and his soul cannot return to its place.

I don't know how to express my sadness, but the only thing that makes him happy is that he met Zhao Haochen.

He has long been accustomed to being cold and arrogant, and he is naturally isolated from the world, and he has no true friends and brothers, and he was born to fight for the Sword Emperor Pavilion, which is his fate, but who will understand the loneliness in his heart, and the height is unbearable.

Zhao Haochen gave him the promise of life and death, and put into brotherly friendship, and his heart melted.

If the sky gave him a choice, he would still choose like this, he would not regret it, and even he was very happy.

Thousands of blades have been hidden in every corner of Cining Palace, in vases, in the dirt...... All in all, it wrapped the Cining Palace inside and out.

Zhao Haochen even personally went to Cining Palace, checked it again, and then solemnly handed over the strange stone in his hand to the Queen Mother and asked him to carry it with him.

At this point, the sword qi in Cining Palace dissipated.