The Cold Emperor Plays Phoenix

Chapter 104: The day of worship, the final battle (1)

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On February 15th, the first year of Ming Xianzong.

The sky is clear and blue, the wispy clouds are not stained, the distant mountains contain daisies, and the gentle breeze is warm, clean and clear, there is not even a trace of scum, as if all the variegated colors have been filtered, and it shines magnificently.

Outside the Xuanhua Gate, two imperial courts were placed side by side, with hundreds of civil and military officials standing with their heads bowed. The front and rear were the imperial forest army, the Ouchi guards, and the imperial guards. They were magnificent and powerful.

In front of the imperial guard, Li Ling stood respectfully below the side, the Supreme Emperor Mo Yuming and the Queen Mother Liang Qingcheng smiled to face the officials, Mo Qihan was in the dragon robe, and the heroic spirit was pressing.

"It's time--"

"The Empress Dowager Empress and the Empress Dowager-"

Xu An was in his hand and shouted out loud.

"The sons and ministers send the majesty the emperor! The empress dowagers are the empress!"

Mo Qihan took a step, knelt down in the middle, his voice was loud and straight through the sky!

"The minister is waiting to send the majesty the emperor! The empress dowager is sent to the empress--"

The ministers followed and knelt down, bowing their heads and bowing down.

An imperial chariot came out. A hundred imperial soldiers opened the road ahead. The left and right sides of the chariot were closely guarded by the guards. Mo Liling was awarded the honor and traveled on the imperial chariot. The brigade slowly walked out of Xuanhua Gate, out of the city, and headed towards Mount Wutai.

After watching Mo Yuming leave, Mo Qihan also got on the imperial chariot, and got into the chariot. His deep eyes swept past Mo Qiming who was standing in front of Baiguan without a trace. He stared for a few seconds, and said faintly, "Get up and drive. Taimiao!"

"The emperor has a purpose! Let's drive--"

The imperial guards were activated, the hundred officials followed, and there were countless imperial guards and Ouchi guards before and after.

An hour later, we arrived at Taimiao.

Mo Qihan led hundreds of civil and military officials to open the altar, make sacrifices, read the sacrificial texts, kneel down three times, and pray to the sky.

"I, the eighth generation of Emperor Xianzong of the Daming Kingdom, Mo Qihan, pray that God will bless my Daming Kingdom, the weather will be smooth, the country will be peaceful, the people will live in peace, the border will be peaceful..."

"Blessing is over! Keep the temple--"

Xu An shouted loudly, and hundreds of officials kowtowed, "Shoumiao--"

Right in front of him, on the bright yellow cushion, Mo Qihan kneeled upright, looking at the huge bottle of cauldron with three high incense burning on it, and wisps of thin smoke curling up.

At the same time, Mo Yuming's imperial servants had already left the capital and were walking along Jing'an Road. Mo Qichen and Mo Qiyu were always vigilant, guarding the left and right, for fear of accidents.

In the car, Mo Liling filially pinched his shoulders for Mo Yuming, occasionally and gently asked, "Grandpa Emperor, is it okay to be serious?"

"Haha, Ling'er, the weight is right, very comfortable." Mo Yuming smiled lovingly, paused, and asked: "When in the mansion, do you often squeeze your father and mother?"

"Return to the emperor's grandfather, I pinch more for my mother. Father Wang is busy on weekdays and sees less, so I pinch less." Mo Liling replied.

The queen mother smiled slightly and said, "Ling'er, what kind of person is your father in your knowledge? To be honest with Grandma Huang, Grandma Huang wants to hear."

"Return to Grandma Huang, my father and him..." Mo Liling hesitated, stopped for a while, and then said dullly: "He is relatively dull, a little indifferent, and very serious. Basically, I haven't seen him smile. Father Wang will check the homework of our brothers once a month. If we do well, he will touch our foreheads and say a few words. If it is not good, the father will be very angry and cold, and then punished us to kneel. He is not allowed to eat, sometimes he beats the palm of his hand with a cane, um, sometimes he teaches us to practice the sword. In my knowledge, Father is such a very strict person."

"Oh? Then does your father communicate with you usually? Did you say anything special?" The queen mother frowned and asked, "For example, did you mention your grandparents?"

Mo Li Ling was stunned, thought for a while, and shook his head, "No, my father never mentioned it, and Ling'er didn't know it."

"Oh, that's it!" Mo Yuming nodded in a daze. Mo Qiming didn't mention a word. Does it mean that he doesn't want his son to inherit the hatred of his parents

"Grandpa Emperor, I know there is a secret room in my father's room, but my father did not allow me to approach it. I found out that time, but my father was so angry and scolded me fiercely. Later, my father was right. I said something that I didn't understand, probably because I was told not to be indifferent like him, and not to hate anyone or anything." Mo Liling said with a tangled brow, while thinking.

"Oh? When did this happen?" Mo Yuming was startled and asked slightly excitedly.

Mo Liling thought for a while, and then slowly said: "It seems to have happened a year ago. It was at dusk that day, and my mother wanted to have dinner with my father. I was afraid that my father would refuse. Looking for the father, there was no one in the room, so I watched blindly and accidentally pressed the mechanism. Only then did I find that there was a secret room with a portrait hanging in it. The painting was a woman I had never seen before. That woman is good. Beautiful, I just wanted to touch it with my hands. Who knows that the father happened to be back, and then... the father gave me a severe reprimand and drove me out!"

Hearing this, Liang Qingcheng glanced at Mo Yuming lightly, turned his face slightly, and said nothing.

Mo Yuming gave a slightly embarrassing cough and asked, "Ling'er, did your father tell you, who is the woman in the painting?"

"No, Father King didn't say anything." Mo Liling shook her head, bit her lower lip and looked at Mo Yuming nervously, then looked at Liang Qingcheng, after a long time, she couldn't help but whispered, "Grandpa Emperor." , Grandma Huang, please forgive Ling'er for being reckless, Ling'er really wants to ask one thing, don’t know if it’s okay?"

"Huh? What's the matter?" Mo Yuming asked in confusion.

Liang Qingcheng also turned his gaze back, looking at Mo Liling quietly, waiting for his next words.

"That's right, Ling'er knows... I know that my father likes... He likes about Ling Niangniang, but the woman in the portrait is not Ling Niangniang. What's going on? Does the father have two women he likes?" Li Li Ling asked very nervously, her hands clasped together, she didn't even dare to look at the two people sitting opposite, her voice was even smaller and stammered.

"Ling'er!" Mo Yuming sank his face, his tone was a little harsh, "You are not allowed to talk about Ling Niangniang, you know?"

"Yes, Ling'er knows her mistake, Ling'er dare not anymore!" Mo Liling nodded hurriedly and said timidly.

Mo Yuming's face gradually eased, and he sighed: "Ling'er, Grandpa Huang knows that you hate Niangniang Ling, but you can't blame Niangniang Ling at all. You don't understand it now. You will understand it later when you grow up. Don't be arrogant, Empress Ling will be the queen of the emperor and the mother of a country. If you talk nonsense, you know what will be troublesome. The woman in the portrait may be your grandmother and the mother of your father and king."

Mo Liling was stunned. First, he was surprised at what happened after Ling Xue was sealed, and second, the person on the portrait was actually... "Grandpa Huang, how could that woman be my grandma? My grandma, Princess Ling, is not like this. she was…"

"Ling'er, these things are a long story. I'll tell you later if I have a chance. Now, Grandpa Emperor can't be sure." Mo Yuming interrupted, closing his eyes with a sigh, and leaning against the softness behind him. I closed my eyes and went to rest.

"Brother Six, after passing Jing'an Road, you should be almost to Mount Wutai after two hours?" Mo Qiyu asked immediately.

Mo Qichen nodded, "Yes, although we are on the official road, there are many trees around and the easiest to hide thieves. The seventh section of Jing'an Road is in front of us. The terrain is the flattest, but it is the easiest to get into trouble!"

After finishing speaking, frowning loudly said: "All be vigilant and protect your car!"

"Yes!"

More than a thousand imprisoned guards responded in unison.

Yu Nian is still moving forward, everything seems to be calm, but in fact, a huge net has quietly come with a devastating storm!

The shock is just a momentary thing!

"what--"

"what--"

Suddenly, screams rang out in unison, piercing the sky!

On the smooth road, like bamboo shoots after a rain, a hundred poisonous arrows were suddenly shot out from the ground, and a hundred of the imperial army in front of the imperial court fell to the ground almost at the same time!

The tremendous changes that took place between the lightning and flint shocked everyone!

Stunned for only two seconds, Mo Qiyu and Mo Qichen reacted immediately, and both jumped into the chariot, with sharp swords in their hands, and shouted: "There is an assassin in ambush! Protect the chariot!"

However, the voice just fell, and countless black-clothed masked assassins descended from the sky, and a series of cold flashing long swords attacked the car!

As soon as the Guards surged up, they immediately slapped their swords and shadows, shouting and shaking the sky!

The accompanying horses were frightened, neighed, their hoofs hoofed, and the guard driving the chariot was thrown out of the car and rushed forward!

"Guardian!"

Mo Qichen shouted anxiously, flew away, cut the reins with a sword, the imperial court stopped, and the horses ran out!

The guards rushed to the chariots and surrounded the chariots. Mo Qiyu slashed at the two iron-blooded killers who were approaching. However, more killers came to attack him. Suddenly, the enemy was forced down. Go to the car and fight hard in the assassin's encirclement!

Although the number of thousands of imperial guards was large, they were no match for these specially trained assassins. Seeing them fall one by one, the corpses were all over the field, Mo Qichen was heartbroken, and he dared not leave for a moment in front of the chariot!

In the car, after hearing the continuous screams suddenly, Li Ling and Liang Qingcheng had never experienced such a scene, and they suddenly softened in horror!

"Don't be afraid!"

Mo Yuming comforted him. He placed the two behind him and drew out the swords he had beside him, paying close attention to the movement, ready to respond to the enemy at any time. After seeing the situation, after Mo Liling panicked, he calmed down and picked up his sword. Protecting Liang Qingcheng with one hand, he whispered: "Grandma Huang, don't be afraid, Ling'er protect you!"

Liang Qingcheng nodded indiscriminately, listening to the sound of sharp swords piercing his body and the screams from outside, his face was pale as paper, and his lips were shaking and said: "Ling, Ling'er, you just need to take care of yourself. Don't worry about Grandma Huang!"

Of course, although the iron-blooded killers are fierce, each one is one enemy ten, but because of the guards swearing to protect them, they can't attack the car!

Therefore, he immediately changed his goals and hit the killer towards Mo Qiyu and Mo Qichen!

"Sixth brother, be careful!"

Mo Qiyu yelled, borrowed force on the wheel, and rushed diagonally, and a sword plunged into Mo Qichen's assassin's chest from behind! Of course, when he lost the other, he was swept away by a killer with a sword. When he avoided the situation, his left arm was cut and blood rushed!

"Little Seven!"

Mo Qichen screamed and blushed, "Protect the car to the death!"

With this passionate shout, the stubbornly fighting imposing guards are even more imposing and desperately guarding the chariot, and would rather die than leave!

In the woods in the distance, a pair of hazy eyes stared at the imperial vehicle with a bright yellow tent, as cold as an ice cave!

The Jagged Killer has fallen by one third, and the time has been delayed long enough, he doesn't want to waste any more time!

"Execute the second order!"

Mo Qiming wore a dark blue brocade shirt, with his hands behind him, his thin lips lightly hooked, and he slowly uttered a few words!

"Yes, master!"

Mo Qing nodded, drew a piccolo from his sleeve and put it to his mouth, blew it gently, and made a secret signal!

By the side of the car, the situation where the two sides were fighting desperately changed immediately!

I saw the iron-blooded killer suddenly retreat, and he retreated five feet away!

"What's going on? Why did you give up suddenly?" Mo Qiyu held the bleeding left arm, pointed the sword on the ground, propped up, and asked suspiciously.

"Soldiers don't get deceived, don't let your guard down!" Mo Qichen stared at the group of assassins with dark eyes, and moved closer to the side car.

However, the confrontation lasted only half a minute. Suddenly, several smoke bombs hit Yu Nian!

However, several dark shadows of the Jagged Killer followed, turned back again, and came out of the sky!

"what--"

"I can't see it!"

The Guards screamed in panic!

The white smoke in front of me, my eyes are muddy, I can't see anyone!

The fight suddenly became chaotic. I don't know whose sword was slashed on whose body, and a scream suddenly broke through the sky!

Mo Qiyu was horrified, and shouted anxiously, "Don't kill indiscriminately, be careful of hurting the Queen Mother!"

"Don't panic everybody!" Mo Qichen shouted after him.

The soldiers of the Imperial Guard heard the sound and gradually recovered their calmness. No fighting sound could be heard in their ears until the smoke gradually dissipated, and the eyes became clear--

"The imperial court has been attacked!"

I don't know which guard was the first to shout out in shock, and a group of people gathered around, and their faces suddenly became ashes!

I saw that the top of the imperial tent had been broken!

"Father and Queen Mother!"

Mo Qichen yelled anxiously, jumped onto the corner with Mo Qiyu, looked up and down, his face turned pale!

"What about people?"

"Father and Queen! Queen Mother! Li Ling!"

In the empty car, the three of them were nowhere to be seen, and there was no longer a black masked killer around!

If it weren't for the blood of a pile of corpses on the ground to testify, it would be as if nothing had happened here!

"It's gone! Father and the others are gone!" Mo Qiyu murmured, shaking his body a few times, his eyes were dark, and he fell out of the cart!

"Little Seven!"

Mo Qichen screamed, several guards hurriedly caught Mo Qiyu's body, losing too much blood and consuming a lot of true energy, and the big blow this day caused that masculine face at this moment. No blood!

"Xiao Qi! How are you Xiao Qi? You hold on!"

Mo Qichen shook Mo Qiyu who had fainted madly. The sweat on his forehead fell straight down, and he shouted sternly, "Go find everyone! Go find the Supreme Emperor and Queen Mother! Hurry! Hurry up!" "

"Yes!"

The remaining four to five hundred people hurriedly scattered in all directions, shouting loudly, looking for them eagerly.

"Come here, open the car!" Mo Qichen shouted at the close guards around him with red eyes.

The car door was quickly opened. Mo Qichen and one of the guards lifted Mo Qiyu up and put him on the bed of the car. While moving, he commanded: "Go and call the horse back immediately, and one person will ride on the fast horse. He hurried back to Beijing to report to the emperor, and the remaining four were sent to the imperial court to send the Seventh Prince back to Beijing for treatment!"

"Yes! Six princes!" The guard clasped his fists before leaving, but suddenly exclaimed, "Look at the sixth princes!"

"What?" Mo Qichen raised his eyes and looked at the sound. He was shocked to see a letter inserted in the car frame with a short knife, and his thin lips moved, "Take it off!"

With a trace of trembling tearing open the letter, Mo Qichen glanced at it, and his handsome face turned pale when he was surprised!

"All listen to the order! Don't find anyone! Call the horse back and return to Beijing quickly!"

"Yes!"

In the Taimiao, a full half an hour has passed since I knelt, still calmly without a sound!

"It's time--"

Xu An raised the dust in his hand and shouted loudly.

Mo Qihan was supported by the attendant eunuch, and then the civil and military officials followed.

"The temple is over! Get up and drive back to the palace--"

"Long live the emperor!"

After the shouting, the hundred officials lined up on both sides, Mo Qihan stepped out, pressed his steps, step by step towards the passage in the middle of the hundred officials, passing by Mo Qiming, he stagnated slightly, and then continued to move forward.

Hundred officials filed to keep up, and the brigade set out to return to the palace.

Until you set foot on the imperial court, the surroundings were still calm!

Mo Qihan sat in the carriage, listening to the movement outside, staring at one place with sharp, deep eyes, his face was calm as water, but his heart was deeply disturbed!

Lifting the corner of the rear car curtain, his eyes glanced at the back of the car, Mo Qiyan and Mo Qiming who were riding side by side on their horses!

Today, Mo Qiming is even more quiet than usual, he has never even heard him say a word!

Did Mo Qiming not take any action today

Do not! No, with Mo Qiming's character, even if he fights with him to die, he will not sit still!

So, what went wrong

Or, is there anything he didn't expect

Half an hour later, Yu Nian entered the Xuanhua Gate. Until this time, there was still no expected assassination incident!

Everything seems to be out of Mo Qihan's control!

"Welcome the emperor back to the palace!"

Inside and outside the city gate, they knelt down and shouted in unison.

After getting out of the car, Mo Qihan swept his eyes towards the ministers, and said slowly: "You wait for a flat body!"

"Thank you, the emperor!"

After moving two steps, Mo Qihan stopped in front of Mo Qiming. Mo Qihan smiled and said faintly: "Three princes, let me visit Gyeonggi this afternoon!"

"...Yes, the minister followed the order!" Mo Qiming stopped for a while before lowering his head and turning back.

Mo Qihan squeezed the big hands behind him, his eyes staring at the top of Mo Qiming's forehead, for a long time, slowly squinting, his handsome face was calm, and he couldn't see any emotions.

Suddenly, he suddenly asked, "Third Brother, in the 21st year of Emperor Taizong, what question did the Emperor Taizong raise and make all our brothers embarrassed?"

Such unexpected questioning is Mo Qihan's wise point. Suddenly asking unexpected questions without any warning, without giving the other party time to prepare, taking advantage of it, so that the other party has nothing to hide!

When Mo Qiming was asked by surprise, his head dropped again, and that was enough!

"No need to answer!"

As soon as five short words came out, before Mo Qiming and the surrounding officials hadn't reacted, Mo Qihan's right palm flew out of his sleeve and hit Mo Qiming's chest directly. The fast Ling Mo Qi Ming didn't notice it, so he was in the palm of his hand!

"Fuck!"

Connecting the three palms to go out, Mo Qiming staggered back a few steps, knelt on the ground with his legs bent, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and looked at him a step away in disbelief, the Emperor Mo Qihan who was staring coldly at him!

This shocking change caused the group of officials and guards to panic suddenly, and they retreated, kneeling on the ground in fear, shaking their bodies and speechless!

With the tacit cooperation of the master and servant for many years, Mo Qihan made a sudden move, and Wuji and others rushed forward, and the two long swords of Wuhen pointed at Mo Qiming's throat at the same time!

Mo Qihan said in a cold voice, "Open his mouth to avoid committing suicide by taking poison!"

"Yes, the emperor!"

Wuji's mouth responded, and the big iron-like palms grabbed Mo Qiming's jaw, forcing him to open his mouth.

Mo Qi sneered coldly, "Remove the human skin mask on his face!"

As soon as this remark came out, all around was horrified!

Wuhen's eyes tightened, and he stretched out his hand to cover the face that belonged to Mo Qiming, and slowly peeled it from the edge of his ears, revealing a strange face!

"Ah! Three princes--"

"Why not the Three Princes!"

The officials exclaimed and collapsed to the ground in astonishment!

"Say! Where is your master now?" Mo Qihan took a step closer and asked coldly.

"Sure enough, the emperor... meticulous... careful as a hair!" the man said intermittently with his jaw pinched.

Mo Qihan's handsome face was as cold as an ice cave, and his whole body exuded a terrifying murderous aura. He stared at the man and his voice became colder. "Even if you learn the same voice again, but I only listen to you. Hearing something wrong, there is a seam of a human skin mask on the top of his forehead. I want to hide from the sky and cross the sea. Don't think about it! I will ask you again, where is your master? Is Mo Qiming going to kidnap the Supreme Emperor?"

"Ha...haha... the emperor wise man is worried, but there is still a mistake. At this moment, my master is afraid...has succeeded..." The man was laughing wildly, his voice gradually disappeared, and black blood flowed out of his mouth and nose, "Boom!" On the ground!

Everyone was startled, Wuji checked and replied: "The emperor, he is dead! The poison is hidden between the teeth!"

"Damn it!"

Mo Qihan was furious, and quickly ordered: "Wuji Wuhen Wujie! I ordered the three of you to bring all the shadows, hurry up and go out of Beijing immediately!"

"Yes! The emperor!"

"Lin Mengqing! Immediately appointed the Guards..."

The words were not finished, but the sound of messy horseshoes suddenly sounded!

Everyone immediately turned their heads, and saw three horses rushing through the palace gate outside the Xuanhua Gate. Mo Qichen's horse rushed forward, looking from a distance, there was a bloody expression on his face, and his expression was extremely anxious!

"It's the sixth brother!" Mo Qiyan exclaimed.