Chapter Twenty-Eight: Qianlong dies and goes his separate ways
There are thirteen floors in the Liuhe Tower, and in the twelve floors at this time, Chen Jialuo and Qianlong sat opposite each other. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
"As long as my brother expels the Manchurians, he will be the founder of the country like the Tang Dynasty and Song Zu. I will definitely be able to go down in history!"
Chen Jialuo's face was solemn, and his tone of voice carried some temptation.
Qianlong's face changed slightly, as if he was really moved, who was the emperor who didn't want to be like Tang Zong and Song Zu?
"Thousands of years later, people will only know Nurhachi, and who will know about you, brother?"
Seeing that Qianlong was a little moved, Chen Jialuo stared at him with burning eyes.
"I ......"
Qianlong was silent for a moment, and was just about to answer, when he suddenly heard a dog barking from outside the Liuhe Tower.
Chen Jialuo raised his eyebrows, and saw four unusually large wolf dogs outside rushing towards him, followed by two people.
In the blink of an eye, the double and four dogs had already rushed into the Six and Tower.
In order to prevent the masters from rescuing Qianlong, the Liuhe Pagoda was guarded by the masters of the Red Flower Society from the bottom floor.
"Dingding......
The sound of weapons handover kept coming into Chen Jialuo's ears, and the sound gradually became clear from far to near.
"There are still such masters in the Qing court. Would such a character be willing to be a lackey for the Qing court?"
Chen Jialuo's eyes flickered, and he sighed in his heart, but he was not too worried.
The Qing court was able to invite these two masters, and the brothers of their Red Flower Society were not soft persimmons.
At this moment, those two people have already reached the sixth layer, Shi Shuangying, who is guarding the fourth layer, and Wei Chunhua, who is on the fifth layer, have been defeated one after another, and although Yang Xiecheng on the sixth layer has practiced kung fu, he is already in danger at this time.
"Not good!"
Chen Jialuo's face changed slightly, and he secretly screamed in his heart, and he was about to order the rest of the people to work together to intercept him on the ninth layer.
At this moment, Xu Tianhong rushed out of the seventh-floor window, but as soon as he jumped out, a person followed him and grabbed his left foot.
Chen Jialuo was taken aback, and he picked up the four chess pieces on the table chessboard in his hand and was about to throw them.
Suddenly, Xu Tianhong raised his right hand and shouted.
"Shine the dart!"
The enemy's face changed, his whole body shrank back into the window, and when he looked up, he didn't see a hidden weapon coming, and his face turned blue.
At this time, Xu Tianhong had already taken the opportunity to get out and stood firmly on the eaves of the tower.
"Monkey cub, dare to lie to your grandma!"
The enemy jumped out of the window, and Chen Jialuo could see clearly on it, but it was an old woman with white hair and a gray dress.
"Look at the sword she still has on her, she hasn't even produced a sword when she hits the seventh layer!"
Chen Jialuo's face changed slightly, and he was faintly worried.
He didn't believe in such a master, and he carried a sword just for decoration.
At this moment, another enemy has also attacked the eighth layer, and the Chang brothers can still have the upper hand alone.
Only then did everyone see that this was an old man, only to see that his palms were like the wind, extremely fast, his figure was taller than the Chang brothers, he had a hooked nose, a face as red as cinnabar, and there was not a single hair left on the top of his head.
"I'll go up to the top of the tower and take it down, and you attack it from below!"
The old man suddenly shouted, and with a wrong palm, forced everyone around him away.
When the old woman heard this, she shook off Xu Tianhong, flew up, pulled her left hand on the corner of the seventh layer of the tower, and took advantage of the situation to climb up to the eighth floor. The Chang brothers on the eighth floor were entangled by the old man, and no one stopped them, so they repeated their tricks and climbed to the ninth floor.
As soon as the old woman reached the ninth floor, before she could stand firmly, a long sword had already attacked, and suddenly she felt a shock in her hand, and the long sword was stuck by the enemy's blade, and she almost escaped from her hand.
The old woman knew that she had encountered a strong enemy again, so the long sword took advantage of the situation to reach forward and untie the opponent's sticking power, but she didn't dare to go up head-on, so she walked backwards, took three steps to the left, and jumped to the tenth floor.
The cold wind suddenly rose, and the old woman stabbed out with a backhand with a sword.
It's a pity that her enemy is Zhao Banshan, although the rivers and lakes say that he has a secret weapon, but few people know that his Taiji sword has already been called first-class.
The Tai Chi sword was raised, and the "swallow water" swept across with a sword.
"Dingding!"
The two swords intersected, and the old woman brushed and brushed three swords in a row, and for a while, the sword shadows flashed, all of which attacked the vital places of Zhao Banshan.
Not to be outdone, Zhao Banshan took out his sword and lifted his weight lightly, and even came out with the three styles of "Yunlu Three Dances", breaking the three killing moves of the old woman cleanly.
"You're a good kung fu!
The old woman sighed as if she had some regret, and then ravaged up, the long sword came out in succession, and the two fought together again.
"It's amazing! No matter how powerful this group of thieves is, it's not that they can't defeat my master!
Seeing that the old couple had the upper hand, Qianlong was triumphant, nodded secretly, and secretly aimed at Chen Jialuo.
But seeing that Chen Jialuo was calm and calm, he looked unimpressed, and even dragged a chair and sat at the window to watch the battle.
"It's broken. These two Ouchi masters are certainly powerful, but the anti-thieves of the Red Flower Society are overwhelming, and there will always be times when they are exhausted. ”
When Qianlong saw this scene, he secretly screamed badly, suffering from gains and losses in his heart, and his face showed worry.
At that moment there was another barking of dogs, and there was the sound of shouting and galloping horses. The Imperial Forest Army of the Liuhe Pagoda Outside the Tower rushed from a distance, kicking up a large area of sand and dust.
"Young Master, Brother Ma reported that there are more than 2,000 Qing soldiers coming this way. ”
The sound of stairs sounded, and Xin Yan ran upstairs and shouted anxiously.
Chen Jialuo was shocked, and immediately leaned out of the window and shouted.
"Brother Ma, retreat to the tower and prepare bows and arrows!"
Ma Shanjun agreed under the tower, and hurriedly turned around and organized the crowd to retreat into the Liuhe Tower to defend.
Chen Jialuo's voice fell, and the bald red-faced old man who attacked the tower rushed up, jumped up two floors one after another, dodged the layers of blockage, and went directly to the twelfth floor.
When they reached the twelfth floor, they were already monitoring Qianlong, and the Chang brothers were not chasing, they shook in the wind, blocked the windows, and waited for the enemy.
When the old man saw this scene, he didn't look at the Chang brothers, and went straight to the top of the tower.
Seeing that the enemy had crossed him, the Dustless Dao Chief, who was guarding the eleventh floor, went up to the top of the tower again, drew his sword, and ran up the stairs to the twelfth floor.
Qianlong was taken aback when he saw him running up with a sword, but he saw that he had already run to the top of the tower and went down the ladder to wait for the enemy.
It didn't take long for the old woman to break through the layers of defense, hitting the twelfth layer from the bottom, but she was also besieged by the Red Flower Society and others.
"Are you the emperor?"
The old woman suddenly jumped away, withdrew from the battle circle, looked at Qianlong and asked.
Qianlong looked overjoyed and hurriedly said.
"I'm the emperor, I'm the emperor, are all the rescuers coming?"
"It's you!"
The old woman snorted coldly, jumped onto the table, suddenly raised her sword to her chest, and rushed towards him like a big bird.
"Ahh
Qianlong exclaimed, and his face instantly turned bloodless.
Chen Jialuo was also taken aback when he stood next to Qianlong, but this sword was fast and ruthless, and he couldn't stop it with his martial arts.
"Hah! Looks like it's time for me to come back!"
Suddenly, a chuckle sounded, and Song Jie and Li Yuanzhi turned over and leaped, both jumping up from the eleventh floor.
"Everyone is a family, so why fight and kill?"
Song Jie laughed, holding the sword in his hand, and in the middle of the leap, he had already rushed into the tower, the long sword poked out, and the spine of the sword was blocking Chen Jialuo's attack.
The old woman glanced at Song Jie in surprise, her eyes flashed, and without hesitation, the sword body was handed forward and stabbed into Qianlong's chest.
"Ahh
Qianlong screamed miserably and fell to the ground, not knowing his life and death, and the brocade clothes on his chest were dyed red by his own blood.
Chen Jialuo's face changed greatly, and he walked over quickly to check, and finally shook his hand in vain and sighed.
"Dead!"
"Song Shaoxia, why did you help them kill the emperor?"
Chen Jialuo suppressed his anger and looked at Song Jie angrily.
"Shouldn't Qianlong be killed?"
Song Jie smiled indifferently and said unconcernedly.
"Qianlong should be killed, but now he is the key to whether we can restore the Han people's rivers and mountains, you know this matter!"
"So, you people don't understand politics at all. You will believe whatever others say, and even pay an extraordinary price for it, but unfortunately you just don't understand that the most untrustworthy person in the world is a politician, and the emperor is a politician!"
Song Jie shook his head slightly, he had long wanted to do the killing of Qianlong, but he planned to go into retreat after this matter was over, and he had time to accompany Li Yuanzhi for a few days, but he didn't have time to do it yet.
Now that he saw the Tianshan Twin Eagles coming all the way to assassinate the emperor, he knew that the war in Huijiang had changed, and he did a thing of pushing the boat down the river.
"You are just a group of simple warriors, you can't play politics, if you really believe in Qianlong, I guarantee that you will lose a lot. ”
"How could it be? If the emperor wants to keep his word, how can he go back on his word?"
"Huh. I always thought that you were not suitable to be the helmsman of the Red Flower Society, your bookish anger is too heavy, maybe you are a gentleman, but I tell you, a gentleman cannot be a politician!"
Song Jie stared at Chen Jialuo and said with a light smile.
"If you say it yourself, does that mean that others will do the same? Are you wrong? If you go back on your word, is that a politician's natural skill?"
"You...... You are arguing with strong words, and you have no way of knowing the future, how do you know that the emperor will not keep his promise? You have ruined our last glimmer of hope!"
Chen Jialuo's face turned red and said indignantly.
"If that day comes, are you sure you won't regret it?
Song Jie sneered.
"I'm sorry, even if you don't regret it, I will kill Qianlong the same, whether the Red Flower Society will be buried by you or not has nothing to do with me, but I can't let my master and friend be killed by you. ”
After Song Jie finished speaking, he ignored the eyes of the people of the Red Flower Club who wanted to kill, pulled Li Yuanzhi, jumped off the Liuhe Tower, and went straight to the residence of Li Kexiu and his wife.
Lu Feiqing sighed slightly, hugged his fist towards everyone, and followed.