Along the way, military flags were fluttering, gongs and drums were blaring, and the people came out of the city to wait and see, surrounded by armored military guards. The grandeur is comparable to that of an emperor traveling.
However, as soon as Bian Tang's carriage and horses arrived at the place, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and the prince Bian Tang, who was dressed in a bright yellow brocade robe and a large yellow fur, stepped out of the carriage with big strides, walking steadily and with a high neck. With a bruised nose and swollen face, I believe everything will be more perfect.
The complexions of Zhao Che, Chu Qiao and others became as ugly as they wanted in an instant, and even Bian Tang's envoys all looked mournful.
They never imagined that His Royal Highness would dare to come out to meet people with this appearance!
Poor Zhao Qi and Daxia's civil and military officials, without any psychological preparation, everyone looked terrified and panicked. But the veterans in the officialdom are worthy of being veterans in the officialdom, and everyone reacted faster than the other. The head of the Wei Clan, Wei Guang, was the first to salute and sighed: "I have heard for a long time that Prince Li Ce has a good character and is handsome. Today, I can see the prince's golden face. It really shines brightly, comparable to the sun and the moon.”
As soon as the words fell, the crowd rushed to meet him immediately, and the civil servants chanted poems to each other, sang and chorused, and praised Li Ce that there is nothing in the sky and nothing on the earth, surpassing the past and the present, and he is the most beautiful man in the past and present. The military generals didn't have so many rhetoric, but they were very appreciative and gave their thumbs up to combine the words they could think of: beautiful, beautiful, and so handsome.
Li Ce laughed, and suddenly touched the wound on the corner of his mouth, screaming for pain, while waving to everyone, saying "Say it, talk it over and over again". For a piece of praise, I accept it with peace of mind.
I don't know how he would feel if Emperor Bian Tang was here.
In any case, let Tang Wang's lifeblood get on the carriage, blowing horns all the way, and walked towards Zhenhuang City in a mighty way. Unexpectedly, just a few steps away, Prince Li Ce raised an objection, "Why is the horn sounding like going to war?"
Zhao Qi was taken aback, and once again felt lucky that he didn't pick him up in person. The sound of the trumpet music is regulated by etiquette. There is an expedition song for an expedition, there is a triumphant music for a triumphant return, and there is a special honor guard for the emperor when he travels. Now that everything is in compliance with the rules, why is Bian Tang dissatisfied
After negotiating for more than half an hour, Daxia had to make a concession. In a blink of an eye, the melodious sound suddenly sounded, and amidst the soft silk and bamboo music played by a group of well-dressed young women, the army slowly moved out again.
Li Ce didn't care about the injury on his face at all, and kept raising the curtain of the car to wave to the people below, smiling and approachable.
Chu Qiao secretly sighed, followed the Xiaoqiying on horseback and sent Prince Li Ce all the way to Shengjin Palace.
Zhao Che and Deputy General Cheng accompanied him into the palace. Chu Qiao followed all the soldiers back to Xiaoqi's camp, just as she walked to the door, she suddenly saw a black eagle hovering in the sky. Seeing this, a crossbowman pulled out the crossbow at his waist, opened the bow and shot it. Unexpectedly, a sharp arrow hit back and missed his arrow.
The big eagle became more and more arrogant when it saw it, screaming, and circled around the crowd several times before spreading its wings and leaving.
"Teacher Chu! Why did you miss my arrow?"
Chu Qiao gave the soldier a cold look, snorted coldly, and rode her horse into the camp.
After several days of hard work, they finally had time to rest. When everyone returned to the camp, except for the guards who stood guard, they all fell into sleep.
Chu Qiao wore ordinary casual clothes, and quietly walked out through the side door.
The weather is getting warmer, and the Chishui Lake has thawed. From a distance, I can see a tall man standing on the shore of the lake, dressed in white, and the breeze is blowing, looking indescribably chic and suave.
Chu Qiao stepped forward and smiled, and said, "Who are you posing for?"
Yan Xun turned around, smiled gently, looked Chu Qiao up and down, and said, "Are you scared?"
"No." The woman smiled slyly.
"Tough mouth." Yan Xun laughed, "The whole imperial city knows, and you have become a man of the hour."
Chu Qiao was taken aback, "Everyone in the imperial city knows about it? Is there no one playing?"
"Zhao Che said he didn't see you beating anyone, and the whole Xiaoqi battalion was unified. Even the prince Bian Tang refused to admit that he was beaten by you, and insisted that he fell by himself. Even if the sufferer is not held accountable, what can the emperor do?"
Chu Qiao covered her mouth and smiled, "If I had known this, I should have hit harder."
"Ah Chu, are you still used to life in the army?"
"Fortunately," Chu Qiao nodded, "Zhao Che doesn't trust me, and tried many times, but the situation is not bad, and everything is still under control."
Yan Xun nodded silently, and said slowly: "Well, you should be more careful, if you can't do something, don't force it."
"I see, don't worry."
"I won't keep you any longer. This token can drive the members of the Datong Guild to work for you. You may need it outside."
Chu Qiao took the wooden sign, and saw that the style was simple and simple, with a huge sea dongqing engraved on it, and the word "Tong" written on the back.
"I go first."
"Yan Xun!"
The man turned his head and looked at her puzzled. Chu Qiao was also surprised at her momentary gaffe, and smiled awkwardly, "Be careful on the road."
Yan Xun smiled, his smile was as warm as willows and spring breeze, his clothes fluttered, and he rode away on his horse.
Chu Qiao stood silently for a long time, and when his figure disappeared, she walked slowly towards Xiaoqi camp.
With a cry, Yan Xun turned over and jumped off the horse, and said in a low voice to the people who came forward, "What's going on?"
Ah Jing quickly replied: "Wei Jing sent people overnight to collect the news that the girl beat Prince Bian Tang, and bought two soldiers from the Xiaoqi camp as witnesses, and we are about to rush to Shengjin Palace."
"Wei Jing?" Yan Xun stopped and said slowly.
"My lord, what should we do? Although Prince Tang is afraid of losing face and doesn't pursue the matter, once the matter is put on the table, the girl is still doomed."
Yan Xun's eyes turned cold, and he said in a deep voice, "Notify the Ye team and let them deal with it."
Ah Jing was taken aback, and murmured: "Your Majesty?"
"Kill Wei Jing." The man's eyes suddenly became fiercer than jackals, and there was still a minute and a half of softness before, and he said slowly with a gloomy tone, "He has lived long enough."
The night was already very deep, and the sky above the Shengjin Palace was still immersed in the sound of silk and bamboo music, and the cold distant moon hung high in the sky, exuding a gloomy and mesmerizing brilliance. Although Zhenhuang City has never enforced a curfew, after Ziwei Square is the scope of the Imperial City, it is heavily guarded and dead silent, especially at this hour, there are basically few people walking around, and it is natural that there is nothing that can still walk here at this time ordinary people.
There are more than one hundred cavalry, the front and rear are narrowly clothed in a shuttle formation, and the only sound of horseshoes can be heard on the silent long street, which is more and more crisp in such a quiet night. Armored and cold, it took half a stick of incense but did not enter the main road of the imperial city, but turned into the patrol road next to the city wall and walked along the city wall.
There are many cavalry walking in the center. The guards on both wings are holding high shields. There are two lanterns at the front and back respectively. The center of the team is completely submerged in darkness, making it hard to see clearly. But one can see that the center must be guarding important people. .
The strikers in the front row are all armed with sharp weapons, such as long swords and armor, which can be used for both offense and defense.
There are 20 cavalrymen on each side of the left and right sides, guarding the center of the team like two walls. Everyone holds swords and wears heavy armor, facing the outside. The armor shone with a silvery white light, and it looked like it was made of heavy armor from the Western Regions. Even if someone shot arrows in a sneak attack on a high wall or roadside, as long as it wasn't a heavy bow and crossbow, they would have nothing to fear.
Such strict precautions can almost be called watertight. After the mysterious death of Mu Hexifeng, the Mu He clan, the nobles in the capital city who were saving their lives were immediately in danger and fell into a round of panic. After Wei Jingrong ascended to the front of the imperial guard with swordsmen, he seemed to cherish his little life more and more.
The cold wind was bitter, and the snow on the ground was flying, which made the atmosphere even more solemn.
"Young master." A house servant stepped forward immediately and said in a deep voice to the man on the horse, "Going further is the north side of Yuan'an Gate. Let's go in quietly so that the master will not find out. Grandpa Tai is already in front of the palace gate Waiting for us, as long as you hand over the booklet, neither Shizi Yan nor that little girl can escape."
Wei Jing nodded coldly, his gaze was like a ferocious wolf, cruel and bloodthirsty, and the corners of his mouth were hard, gloomy and fierce.
Stratus clouds piled up in the sky, and the stars and the moon were dark.
The man in the darkness was wearing a black night suit, his eyes were slightly squinted, and he was standing on the high palace wall. A gust of cold wind swept over his slender body, making him look more and more aloof, fierce and outstanding.
Thirty black-clothed men stood around the two sides, squatting or lying on the ground to hide in layers of shadows, waiting for the time to come.
Suddenly, there was a loud sound of music in the direction of the palace, and there were faint sounds of beating drums and chime bells. The man knew that the time had come, and the musicians began to cover their actions, and there was only a moment of incense.
A howling suddenly cut through the tranquility of the long night, disturbing the horseshoes that were moving forward regularly.
The soldiers and generals of the Wei faction were horrified, and raised their heads in a panic to look to both sides of the black hole.
At this moment, there was a whistling sound, and the thirty crossbow arrows on the high wall were fired at once, and the arrows flickered, biting the heart and lungs, taking horses but not people.
The war horse neighed miserably and raised its hooves vigorously. Immediately, the soldiers fell off the horses one after another, and the screams were endless. Wei Jing was guarded in the center by everyone, frightened and angry, he shouted angrily: "Who is here?"
The man in the darkness sneered, raised the golden crossbow in his hand, and swished away. However, before the arrow arrived, his figure leaped down the high wall like a leopard, and fell a few feet like a heavenly soldier descending into the world.
With a swish sound, the long sword in the man's hand slammed into the armor of the soldier opposite. Another soldier raised his knife and rushed forward, but just as he took a step, the golden arrow came first and then pierced his throat fiercely!
The screams immediately resounded throughout the Ziwei Long Street!
Immediately afterwards, the gods of death hidden on the high wall jumped down one after another, raising their knives brazenly to kill them.
At this time, most of Wei Jing's entourage had fallen down. The horses screamed and wailed, and their hooves flew wildly. Many people were injured by crossbow arrows and fell to the ground, but were trampled to death by the horses. The team had already been in disarray, and the guard group of more than 100 people was immediately defeated.
"The traitor of the Wei faction! Frame Zhongliang, rule out dissidents, and steal the country. Muhexike is doing justice for the sky today, and is here to take your life! Die!"
There was a sudden sound of horseshoes in the distance. Wei Jing knew that the imperial guards in the imperial city must have heard the sound and had rushed over. He immediately calmed down and shouted bravely, "Muhe dog thief, struggling to the death, just do it if you have the ability!" bring it on!"