As the two were talking, they saw a general in armor walk in.
"Your Highness, I, Wanxu, pay my respects to His Majesty!"
"Get up!" said the emperor, glancing at him.
The general thanked the emperor and stood up, then bowed to Concubine Mei and said, "Greetings, Her Majesty."
Concubine Mei had met him once. He was the deputy commander of the imperial guards, newly promoted by the emperor, and a former subordinate of Marquis Wu'an.
She nodded slightly and said, "Your Majesty, I will take my leave first."
"Well, go ahead." The emperor nodded, and was very appreciative of Concubine Mei's ability to know when to advance and when to retreat.
Concubine Mei stepped back in small steps, leading Juer away.
Eunuch Bao went to close the door, then stood by the door with his hands hanging down.
Wan Xu bowed and said, "Your Majesty, today a large number of martial artists have quietly entered the capital in disguise."
The emperor's eyes turned cold, "Well, it looks like they are going to take action."
"I will immediately send more people to defend against them." Wan Xu said.
"Go and convey my order, invite them all here, and tell them that this time, if you kill one person, you will get a reward of 1,000 taels, and if you capture the regent, you will get a reward of 10,000 taels."
"Yes!" Wan Xu's face lit up with joy. After waiting for a long time, he finally got the chance to make a contribution.
The emperor lowered his eyes to hide the coldness in his eyes, "Remember, you can seriously injure the prince, but you cannot harm his life."
"I obey your order!" Wan Xu bowed resolutely and retreated.
After Wan Xu left, Eunuch Bao stepped forward and said softly, "Your Majesty, lie down for a while. You are tired today."
The emperor gently closed his eyes and said, "I need to take a rest. I am tired."
Eunuch Bao helped him lie down slowly and covered him with quilt. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the emperor suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Wake me up in an hour. I can't miss this show."
Eunuch Bao lowered his eyes and replied, "Yes!"
He retreated. At the door, Eunuch Lu was carrying the stew. Seeing Eunuch Bao standing at the door, he asked softly, "Has the emperor gone to bed?"
"Yes, let's take a break and serve the soup later!" said Eunuch Bao.
Eunuch Lu nodded, called a palace servant over, and took the soup away.
Seeing that Bao Gonggong looked strange, he asked softly, "What's wrong?"
Eunuch Bao raised his head and glanced at him, then looked around before pulling him to the locust tree in front of the corridor. "Maybe we have to take action tonight."
Eunuch Lu's heart skipped a beat. "So fast?"
"Hmm!" Eunuch Bao looked at the courtyard which had become dark. The wall of Xiwei Palace was like a barrier. If one did not look carefully, one would not be able to find the archers crouching on it.
There are not only a group of them on the walls, but also on the roofs and on the high towers in the distance. They are ambushed from all sides, with arrows flying everywhere, just waiting for those who want to die to come.
This place is an iron wall, how can you break in easily
The two looked at each other and both let out an inaudible sigh.
The palace is a very cruel place. Those who want to rise to the top always hope for chaos so that they can find their position.
But for these two old palace servants, their positions were already fixed. All they had to do was not cause any more trouble, and they would be able to live a smooth life until they died of old age or were pardoned and left the palace.
When you get older, you can’t stand the hardship and always hope to have a stable life.
Besides, who knows what the situation will be like after this chaos
The air seemed to freeze all of a sudden, and the palace was completely silent.
Time passed by little by little, and everyone's nerves were stretched to the limit, as if a needle falling to the ground could break their nerves.
The emperor put on his clothes and stood up, and was carried by palace servants to the Tongtian Tower, the highest building in the Xiwei Palace. There was a window from which one could overlook the entire Xiwei Palace.
He sat in a chair by the window, looking quietly at the dark night sky.
Never in his life had he been so eager for someone to come to the palace and rebel against him as he was now.
He felt an indescribable sadness in his heart. Since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he was probably the most useless emperor.
Eunuch Lu and Eunuch Bao stood behind him. Both of them were highly skilled in martial arts. There were also archers deployed on the Tongtian Tower, so no one could get close.
Behind him was a chaise longue, where the drugged Princess Danqing lay, her face peaceful in her sleep.
She has a pretty face, as if everything has nothing to do with her.
Actually, the fight tonight was caused by her, but she was actually the most innocent one.
The emperor was looking at the armrest of the chair with his jade ring on his finger, looking calm and composed.
The wind started to blow, making the branches of the trees under Tongtian Pavilion rustle. This autumn day was already a bit chilly.
There was a strange and slight sound falling on the glazed tile roof of the Xiwei Palace. The emperor could just see it all. He stood up suddenly, then sat down slowly, still knocking on the armrest with his jade ring as before, but the sound was a little more hurried than before.
There was a sound of metal cutting through the air, and thousands of arrows were fired at the same time, piercing through the falling shadows. Those shadows did not dodge and fell straight down.
So vulnerable
Looking closely, they are not people, but just black clothes filled with wind.
The emperor sighed, "I really don't want to go to war with the Seventh Prince. I can only use the advantage of numbers to bully the few against him."
Then, the sounds of swords, spears, and halberds could be heard continuously.
finally come!
Like birds returning to their nests, black shadows quickly descended from the sky. Their movements were swift and quick. After they came down, they waved their hands with a cold light, which were stained with blood. In the darkness, screams were heard and the smell of blood entered the nose.
The emperor's eyes were fixed on a black shadow. He was very familiar with that figure. He held a long sword in his hand, and his clothes were filled with wind. When he descended from the sky, he was like a god of death descended to the earth. He was clearly staring at him, and he killed three people in a row without seeing any movement from him.
The emperor's heart trembled slightly, but he calmed himself down. It's good that it's coming. Now that it's coming, he can't escape.
Arrows rained down like rain, cutting through the air and hitting the man in black.
The collision between the sword and the arrow not only emitted a cold light, but also made a sound of metal collision, each sound seemed to be life-threatening.
The emperor also prepared opponents for the people from Xiehan Tower and Suyue Tower.
They are all desperate criminals in the underworld. They are cruel and have no emotions. As long as they are given enough silver, they will even kill their own parents.
These people who live on the edge of a knife rely on martial arts for their livelihood. Therefore, they were not panicked at all when facing the masters of Xiehan Tower, and they handled the situation with ease.
However, these people had no interest in dealing with the people from Xiehan Tower, but instead focused on attacking Murong Jie.
These people all thought that if they wanted to make a contribution, they naturally had to be the first to do so.
The reward for capturing Murong Jie alive is 10,000 taels, and the reward for killing ten people from Xiehan Tower is 10,000 taels.
For a moment, only seven or eight people were seen besieging Murong Jie.
Murong Jie was filled with a murderous aura. Even though he was on the glazed tile roof, facing the siege of seven or eight top masters, he was not panicked at all.
The moonlight was as bright as a silver thread, making his face look as cold as the god of death. Although no blood splashed where he swung his sword, his sword energy was overwhelming, forcing one side to retreat step by step.
However, one side was retreating while the other side was attacking. Although some people came to help, the imperial guards immediately came up again, and the archers kept shooting arrows. For a moment, Murong Jie and the people of Xiehan Tower found it difficult to escape, let alone win.
Amidst the chaos, another group of men in black descended from the sky. These people were dressed the same as the people from Xiehan Tower. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to see the red rope tied around their cuffs.
(End of this chapter)