Murong Ci was puzzled, how Murong Yu planned to deal with Gong Cheng and other four old men, was he sure he would not shed a drop of blood
For the thirty people who followed them back to Beijing, she arranged for them to guard outside the palace.
Murong Yu led her to walk north along the eastern outer wall of the palace. It was almost dusk, the sun was setting in the west, and the bright red and thin afterglow of the setting sun shone in the sky, painting the palace wall with a bloody color.
There are two ancient trees planted in the north-central section of the palace wall. He looked at the ancient tree, raised his eyebrows slightly, provocatively, "Do you want me to help you?"
She suddenly realized that he had sneaked in from here when he broke into the East Palace several times at night.
"This place is very close to the East Palace, you used to sneak into the East Palace from here"
"Of course I swaggered in through the gate."
"Tch." Murong Ci gave him a sideways look, in disbelief.
As she spoke, she swiftly jumped onto the ancient tree, flew up to the tree, and stepped onto the palace wall within two strokes.
He followed closely behind, and then they landed lightly like a swallow.
After walking quickly for a while, they came to the north of the East Palace, and they could reach the Qingyuan Hall by going west.
Murong Yu took her little hand and walked under the wall, vigilantly observing whether there were palace servants and guards around. She secretly thought, so they wanted to go together. He wanted to go directly to Qingyuan Hall to see what was going on.
No one could be seen on the palace road, as if the entire palace had turned into an empty city, desolate and desolate, with a faint murderous aura.
Right now is an extraordinary period, the man in the palace wanted to save his life, so he hid in his room and dared not come out.
Their robes are so conspicuous that they are instantly recognizable.
After finally seeing two servants walking by, he quietly walked over, turning his hands into blades, and hit them hard on the back of the neck.
Then, they dragged the two servants to a nearby palace room, changed into the robes of the servants, and came out again.
When approaching the Qingyuan Hall, they heard an angry shout, so they had to stop.
"Where are you guys going"
It was the soldiers of the Capital Defense Department who questioned them with a knife.
Murong Yu raised his hand to cover his mouth and said in a low voice: "I am from the Prime Minister, and I have urgent matters to report to the Prime Minister."
"What's urgent?" The soldiers were dubious.
"It's about the Royal Palace." Murong Yu said mysteriously.
"Isn't Yuwang not in the capital?"
"I have eyes and ears in Yuwang's mansion. In another hour, Yuwang will be back."
The soldier believed it completely, "Then you should report to Prime Minister Gong immediately."
Murong Yu nodded repeatedly and left in a hurry.
After walking for a while, Murong Ci let out a "puchi" laugh, it turned out that he is very good at deceiving people.
He whispered: "Stop laughing, we are almost at Qingyuan Hall."
Her heart suddenly became heavy, and she didn't know if her father was injured or if everything was alright.
They hid in the dark, the Qingyuan Hall was heavily guarded, surrounded by soldiers from the Beijing Defense Department, and the Imperial Guards of Commander Ghost Shadow could not enter the Qingyuan Hall, and confronted the soldiers of the Beijing Defense Department at the upper study room .
"How to get in?" Murong Ci was worried about his father's safety and wanted to enter Qingyuan Palace as soon as possible.
"Don't be impatient, I will think of a way."
Murong Yu saw two servants walking over with teapots and refreshments, and she saw it too. The two hit it off and smiled at each other.
He picked up two small stones, snapped his fingers and shot them away, hitting the knees of the two servants.
"Ouch"
The two servants bent over and legs at the same time, grinning in pain, the tea in the teapot almost spilled.
Murong Ci and Murong Yu walked over immediately, and she said, "What's wrong with you, Your Majesty, Prime Minister Gong is waiting for tea."
He said anxiously: "It's better to give us the tea and refreshments, and we will send them in."
The two servants were in excruciating pain, wishing someone would bring tea and water for them, so they handed things over to them.
Murong Ci and Murong Yu immediately carried the golden lacquered wooden case with bright yellow and fine brocade on it to the Qingyuan Hall, lowered their heads to let the soldiers of the Beijing Defense Department interrogate them, and then entered the main hall.
The hall was quiet, only the soft beeping sound of the charcoal fire in the brazier. Prime Minister Gong, Taiwei Yang, Duke Qing, and Duke Rong sat at the bottom, while Murong Cheng sat in the main seat, dressed in light fur, with a bad complexion, his face was tense and angry.
How could he not be angry that these four old things threatened him and forced him to
Yang Taiwei and others were already impatient, and asked Prime Minister Gong: "When will we wait?"
Rong Guogong also asked: "Yes, when will this wait? Didn't you say that Yu Wang is not in the capital? Then why don't we take this opportunity to ask His Majesty to issue an order?"
Prime Minister Gong looked confident and glared, "Hurry up, don't rush. Wait for another half an hour."
He has his own plan, as long as King Yong, who was deposed as a common man, returns to the capital and arrives in time, he will have a plan
Let Your Majesty make King Yong the Regent.
Murong Cheng was out of breath, and pointed at them angrily, "Don't you want me to issue an edict."
As soon as he finished speaking, he coughed violently, causing a faint pink to appear on his pale face.
Murong Ci, who was dressed as a servant, walked over quickly with his head down, patted his back to comfort him, worried in his heart, and hated those four old things very much.
When he recovered, she poured a cup of tea and handed it to his mouth, "Your Majesty, drink tea."
Murong Cheng took two sips and coughed a few times in a low voice before he stopped coughing.
She took the bright yellow silk handkerchief that was put aside, and wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes and mouth for him. She was glad that she came back in time, otherwise she really didn't know what the consequences would be.
Murong Yu put the four cups of hot tea away, then stood aside with his hands folded, his eyes on his nose, his nose on his heart.
"Your Majesty, you can't be stupid anymore. You can't let Yuwang regent. Although he has the ability to govern the country and made great achievements in the past five years, his ancestor was not Murong. He controlled the imperial court. The Guards and the Defense Department of the capital control the state affairs, form cliques for private interests, are powerful and domineering, and domineering, civil and military officials are not in their eyes. He has wolf ambitions, Your Majesty." Yang Taiwei persuaded earnestly, "If you don't take back the power of regency, He will soon commit treason, steal the country and usurp the throne.
"Your Majesty, the old minister learned that Yu Wang is not in the capital. This is a god-sent opportunity. Your Majesty first issued an edict, then sent people to control Yu Wang's mansion, and finally sent people to capture him." Prime Minister Gong said solemnly, with a look of hatred for Murong Cheng. With a look of no steel, "The old minister has arranged everything, everything is safe, and the traitor will be caught without a fight."
Murong Ci sneered in his heart, these four old men have been in the officialdom for decades, and they would not act rashly without 90% certainty.
Maybe they planted eyeliners in the imperial guards, and some of the imperial guards would defect; maybe they won the support of two of the fourth battalions in Gyeonggi, but they never expected that Murong Yu's hidden stakes left in various parts of the imperial capital were as numerous as a cow's hair. It is hard to guard against.
Murong Cheng was furious: "Even if you take back the right of regent of Yuwang, you can't make that rebellious son the regent. Have you forgotten that there is still a prince?"
The Prime Minister Gong put on an appearance of a virtuous minister who was devoted to the country and devoted himself to the country. "The crown prince has no achievements, and his talents and conduct are not comparable to that of King Yong. Your Majesty, King Yong is the best candidate for the crown prince. The heir apparent of the Great Yan Kingdom Lixian"
Murong Cheng was so angry that he didn't want to talk, and explained to them that he was playing the piano against the cow.
"Is it really safe?"
The voice was low and cold, like the magic voice from the Nine Serenity Hell, it was heart-pounding.
Prime Minister Gong, Taiwei Yang and the other four looked at the servant who spoke in shock, feeling suspicious: the voice seemed a little familiar.
But seeing the upright waiter who had kept his head down all the time raised his head slowly, his deep eyes were like the brilliance of a rising moon, bright and cold.
"Prime Minister Gong, do you really think everything is safe?"
Murong Yu asked again, calmly, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and a mocking sneer flew down.
They were taken aback and took two steps back involuntarily. Prime Minister Gong's complexion changed drastically, his thick eyebrows wrinkled, "Aren't you not in the capital?"
Murong Cheng was also quite shocked, Murong Ci raised his head and said with a smile: "Father, my son is back."
He was ecstatic, and excitedly grabbed her wrist, "Ci'er, just come back."
"His Royal Highness" Yang Taiwei's expression is changing, which is really wonderful.
"Yuwang, even if you are here, so what?" Prime Minister Gong calmed down a bit, his tiger eyes flashed a sinister cold light, "The old man has already controlled the Qingyuan Palace, as long as the old man gives an order, you will be unable to fly, and you will become a ghost." archery target"
Murong Yu smiled slightly, the moon was shining brightly, like the moon blooming in a stunning epiphyllum, "Prime Minister Gong must think clearly. By the way, this king almost forgot one thing. I have already visited the Prime Minister's Mansion, the Taiwei's Mansion, the Duke of Qing's Mansion and the Duke of Rong's Mansion, the wives and children of the four lords, and the whole family must really want to see the four lords."
Yang Taiwei was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him, pointed at him angrily and said: "You"
Murong Ci couldn't help admiring his arrangement, not long after entering the city, they met his subordinates, he gave a few words, it turned out that he had made a careful arrangement.
Murong Yu sat down peacefully, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and said in a soft and lazy voice that could irritate people, "Prime Minister Gong, just now you said that the second battalion of the fourth battalion in Gyeonggi will support you. Now the situation may be different. Change, the general who supported you must have been beheaded at this time."
Prime Minister Gong's cheeks twitched, and several surprises rolled in his eyes, unwillingness, hatred, and despair
Yang Taiwei, Qing Guogong and Rong Guogong all knelt down, "Your Majesty, lord, this old minister was confused for a while, and he was blinded and persecuted by the Prime Minister Gong. The old minister didn't intend to cooperate with him. It is the Prime Minister Gong's responsibility to do this treasonous thing. The youngest of the family threatened the old minister to enter the palace with him, Your Majesty, please forgive me, the old minister is guilty, but the whole family is innocent, I implore Your Majesty to show mercy and let the young one go."
"You..." Prime Minister Gong was startled and angry, staring at them wanting to tear apart.
"Prime Minister Gong should take care of himself." Murong Ci said in disgust.
Talking and laughing can turn things around, who can give up Murong Yu
Fortunately, she completely trusted him, fortunately she chose him, fortunately he lived up to her expectations, and did not let this shocking accident shed a single drop of blood.