Pan Meichen is Ziyan's last card, if even this card is eliminated by Rong Changan, Ziyan will have no hope in the future. How can we live without hope
She seemed to have seen her own near future, either to stay in the cold palace for the rest of her life, or to be oppressed by Rong Changan, to live a subservient life, smiling against Rong Changan every day.
Thinking of this, she felt uncomfortable, and she grabbed the dagger even more tightly.
"Sister, I have no choice but to cooperate with Pan Meichen, he forced me." Zi Yan knelt on the ground, crying, "Do you still remember the ghosts in the back mountain? In fact, it was Pan Meichen who came to spy on the court and colluded with the traitors in the court. Minister, come to an internal and external response. He found me at the time, put a knife on my neck, and threatened me that if I did not cooperate with him, he would kill me."
As she said that, her nose burst into tears, she was miserable, if Rong Changan hadn't understood what she was like, she would have almost been deceived by her.
"Sister, you think I am a weak woman, what can I do to him? I have to obey his orders, go to the back mountain to date him, tell him about the situation in the court, and provide him with some information about the ministers who have been disloyal to you and the emperor. list. He threatened them with money and force, and made them serve him."
Rong Changan sneered: "I think these treacherous ministers include Zhang An, Geng Di, Guo Zhen and others?"
Zi Yan wiped her tears and nodded: "At that time, many ministers in the court did not buy them. You are very wise, sister, and designed to kill them one by one. I told Pan Meichen about the situation. Given the opportunity, we captured Waqiao Pass on a snowy night."
Rong Changan turned around and took two steps: "I think another important reason for Pan Meichen's daring to send troops is because he knew that I was abolished by the emperor and confined in Fengming Palace, right?"
Violence flashed again in Ziyan's sinister eyes, but her tone was very humble and bitter: "Yes, looking at the entire Dajing Kingdom, who else is Pan Meichen's opponent? General Song..."
When Song Qiang was mentioned, Rong Changan felt grief and indignation.
If she can't catch Pan Meichen this time, she will be sorry for Song Qiang under the Nine Springs.
"Song Qiang died so badly, thousands of arrows pierced through his body, hum, I want you to pierce your heart with a knife today!"
With a whoosh, Zi Yan gathered all his strength and stabbed Rong Chang'an's heart. But after all, Ziyan has no power to restrain the chicken, and Rong Changan is wary of her again, snap! Rong Changan arrived first, leaving five deep red handprints on Zi Yan's face. It was as if a light had been lit in Zi Yan's eyes, and the eyes instantly brightened.
Rong Changan grabbed her wrist at the same time.
"Hiss... ouch, ouch!" Zi Yan bared her teeth, her facial expression distorted.
A look of victory appeared on Rong Changan's face.
"It's not the first day I've known you. I knew you were a wolf. If you forgive me once, you'll hurt me once. If you forgive you twice, you'll hurt me twice."
"Ouch, ouch, sister, let go of my hand, my hand will be broken!" Beads of sweat rolled down Zi Yan's cheeks.
"Just hitting you doesn't seem to be able to make you remember the lesson. It seems that I have to make one of your hands hurt for a few days!"
Zi Yan's face was shocked: "Sister, you... you want to..." Suddenly, Zi Yan opened his mouth wide, "Ah..."
The shrill screams echoed in Fengwu Palace.
Rong Chang'an took the dagger from Zi Yan's hand at some point, and drew a triangle mark on the back of Zi Yan's hand. Blood dripped from the edge of the dagger.
Zi Yan howled like a pig: "It hurts me to death! It hurts me to death! Sister, what are you doing!"
Rong Chang'an's eyes shot out a light of contempt: "If you draw a triangle mark on your hand to offset your mistakes, it is really cheap for you. However, our struggle will continue in the future. It will make you feel miserable, It will be my goal!"
Rong Changan threw it lightly, and Zi Yan only saw a flashing meteor fly by. With a snap, the dagger was deeply inserted into the pillar of the pavilion, as if it had taken root.
"Is General Xiong here?" Rong Chang called loudly.
Xiong Yanchao walked like flying, and soon came to the back garden: "Queen, what are your orders?"
Rong Changan pointed at Zi Yan: "Bring the imperial concubine to the north gate tower, I want her to watch a play."
"Watching a play?" Xiong Yanchao was a little dazed, "Was there ever been a show in the North Gate Tower?"
Rong Changan smiled: "Just take her there. This play was arranged by Concubine Ziyan, but she messed it up! Hahahaha!"
After flicking the cold sleeves, Rong Changan left Fengwu Palace in a blissful manner, followed by Xiong Yanchao and Zi Yan.
The night was deep, and the desert outside the north gate was desolate. From a distance, we could vaguely see the fires of the Imperial Forest Army on the north bank of the Jinghe River, and it seemed that we could also vaguely hear the sobbing corners.
On the north gate tower, two pedestals were arranged, one seated Rong Changan, the other seated Zi Yan, and Xiong Yanchao stood next to him.
Outside the north gate, more than 3,000 soldiers each carried a handful of firewood and stacked them in an open place. One soldier carried the firewood ten times and piled up the firewood into a small hill. Soldiers poured oil on the hill again.
Xiong Yanchao rubbed the back of his head, wondering what Rong Changan's purpose was: "Queen, we are going to..."
There was mockery in Rong Changan's eyes: "Sister Ziyan, please answer General Xiong, what are we going to do?"
Zi Yan had a gloomy face, extremely desperate, Rong Changan asked, but she couldn't answer, she twitched her mouth: "The empress is far-sighted, Zi Yan can figure it out."
Rong Changan: "Sister is really humble. In terms of foresight and foresight, you are on par with me. It's just that you are a little less lucky."
As soon as luck was mentioned, Zi Yan gritted her teeth. If it's because her personal ability is not as good as Rong Chang'an, Ziyan can still bear it; but if it's just a little bit of luck that causes the overall plan to fail, she is really not reconciled, she is really going to vomit blood with anger.
Zi Yan: "..."
Rong Changan instructed Xiong Yanchao: "General Xiong, order your soldiers to set the fire on fire. After the fire starts, throw wolf dung on the fire. The more the better."
Putting wolf dung in the fire and raising thick wolf smoke is a common method for frontier fortresses to report urgent military situations to the interior.
Xiong Yanchao asked suspiciously: "What if the Imperial Forest Army in front sees the smoke and fire and thinks that the capital is in trouble, and Lin Hai brings his troops back?"
Rong Changan was confident: "You do as I say, Lin Hai will not bring troops back."
Rong Changan acted so mysteriously that Xiong Yanchao couldn't think of a clue. He had to give orders to the soldiers:
"Brothers, set fire to the wolf dung!"
Following Xiong Yanchao's order, the soldiers lit a fire around the firewood. The fire ignited ragingly, scraping and scraping, illuminating the entire northern sky like daylight, and it could be seen from thirty miles away.
When the fire was raging, the soldiers threw wolf dung on the fire again, and the wolf dung burned, emitting thick wolf smoke, which was especially obvious in the firelight.
The rebel scouts, who were investigating the situation of the officers and soldiers, saw the capital on fire from a distance, and the smoke was everywhere, so they hurried to the commander-in-chief's mansion in Waqiao. At this time, Pan Meichen is playing his favorite game: throwing pots.
There is a charcoal stove next to it, and the wine is warmed on the stove. The wine evaporates, and the strong aroma of the wine overflows the entire main hall.
"My lord, I have an urgent military report!"