An Changqing guessed right, Xiao Qian couldn't wait any longer.
He has been waiting for this day for too long. For the sake of the throne, he is cautious everywhere, trying to play a qualified heir, but even so, Emperor Anqing is still guarding him! The Empress Dowager Zhao and the Empress in the palace were in charge of him, and the Crown Princess in the East Palace was watching over him. Later, even the Emperor wanted to step on his face on the ground. His Crown Prince was nothing but a bright face!
But now it's different. Xiao Qi'an put on a new dragon robe made in a hurry, wearing the crown of the emperor, and spread his arms and turned in a circle in front of the bronze mirror. His flamboyant look was reflected in the bronze mirror.
"I finally waited for this day."
None of the maids and eunuchs in the palace dared to respond, and they all bowed their heads cautiously.
An Xiange, who was wearing a peach-pink dress, stepped forward, knelt at his feet, smoothed the hem of the dragon robe for him, and said softly: "Concubine first, congratulations to Your Majesty."
Since An Changqing broke his face with the An family that day, An Zhike reconnected with Xiao Qi'an. Knowing that he wanted to force the palace, in order to show his loyalty, he took the initiative to send An Xiange to serve. In the end, it is the young lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Although she is only a prostitute, she can also be named a good concubine. It's just that Xiao Qi'an got up in a hurry and everything is simple. An Xiange said that it was Prince Liang Di, but in fact, she was carried into the palace without even the proper etiquette. However, although she is arrogant in the mansion, Concubine Liu is quite capable of grasping the minds of men, and she has also learned 10% of the time. Now the successor princess has not yet had a big wedding ceremony, Xiao Qian has only a few concubines by her side. She is the most favored.
"Xiange's mouth is just pleasing."
Xiao Qi'an was in high spirits, bent down and raised her chin, admiring with satisfaction the mottled scars she deliberately exposed. After returning to the palace again, he simply let go of his hands and feet and no longer deliberately restrained himself. Those concubines have to cry and dodge every time, only An Xiange knows how to please him the best. Not only did he cooperate with him when he was happy, but he also knew how to satisfy him when he was outside.
"When I have completed the enthronement ceremony, Xiange can be a noble concubine."
An Xiange was overjoyed, and then she leaned back on his lap and said softly, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Xiao Qi'an pulled her up, hugged her waist and couldn't help biting her fragile neck, before returning to her normal expression: "Go, Concubine Ai accompany me to see the father and emperor."
An Xiange's neck was in severe pain, but she didn't dare to frown, she smiled softly, and there was still blood from the bite on her neck, so she let him hug him and get on the luan driver to visit Emperor Anqing together.
The defense of the entire palace is now in charge of Weiwei Temple. And Jiang Yuzhong, the secretary of Weiwei Temple, has been loyal to Xiao Qi'an, and it can be said that the entire palace is under Xiao Qi'an's control. He loved the feeling of mastering everything so much that he could not wait for the death of Emperor Anqing, so he used the imperial guard of honor.
Emperor Anqing was poisoned by gu, and now he is dying. Often in a coma for a while awake for a while. But no matter whether he is comatose or awake, in Xiao Qi'an's eyes, he is already a dead person. To this end, he couldn't wait to move the seriously ill Anqing Emperor out of the emperor's bedroom and moved to a remote palace. And the dormitory where Emperor Anqing lived was used by him.
When the two passed, the queen was also there. It's just that Emperor Anqing was coughing inside, while she was eating iced fruit outside—it was just a show.
Seeing Xiao Qi'an in a bright yellow dragon robe coming over, the queen frowned and waved her servants back, disapproving: "Your father has not yet died, you should restrain yourself. Don't be in a hurry."
Xiao Qi'an smiled: "This position is owned by me sooner or later, so what's the harm in earlier?"
Aware of his scornful attitude, the queen put down the tea cup in dissatisfaction: "Prince!"
Xiao Qi'an didn't admit his mistake and show weakness as before. He casually played with An Xiange's pair of jade hands and said with a smile, "Queen Mother, you should call me Your Majesty."
Unexpectedly, he would speak to him in such a tone. The queen was annoyed and her face was ugly: "Is this your attitude towards your mother?"
"I am the honor of the ninety-five, and I am entrusted by the sky. It should be worshipped by all people, even the queen mother is no exception." Xiao Qi'an's face was slightly dark, and his voice was gloomy and cold: "I am no longer the puppet in the palm of the mother and the queen mother. "
After speaking, he turned his face to An Xian who was in his arms and said, "Concubine Ai, I will take you to see the royal father."
After that, regardless of how ugly the queen's face was, she hugged An Xiange and entered the inner hall. He is not afraid of what the Zhao family dares to do. Empress Zhao had only one son, and the Zhao family had only one way to support him. Unless the Zhao family dares to be a chaotic courtier and thief who seeks to usurp the throne, the only way to do it is to order him. They were already tied to a boat.
In the inner hall, Emperor Anqing was lying on the bed. The imperial doctor had just given him a needle, and he had just woken up for a moment.
Seeing Xiao Qi'an wearing a dragon robe to see him, his eyes widened with anger, and another mouthful of blood spurted out. He scolded the "bad boy" in his mouth. The imperial doctor who was serving was so frightened that he fell to his knees on the ground. He didn't get Xiao Qi'an's instructions, and he didn't dare to go forward to diagnose and treat Emperor Anqing.
It was Xiao Qi'an who spoke first: "What are you doing? I didn't see my father vomited blood, but don't tell him to die now. I want him to watch me ascend to the throne with his own eyes."
The imperial doctor's face was ashen, shaking his hands and stepping forward to diagnose and treat Emperor Anqing.
Xiao Qi'an saw enough of Emperor Anqing's embarrassment, and just walked away contentedly. After returning to the palace, it happened that Jiang Yuzhong came to ask to see him.
Jiang Yuzhong didn't like An Xiange, so Xiao Qian waved An Xiange back and told her to stay behind and see him alone. Jiang Yuzhong is here to report the news of the Northern War Palace.
Now the Anqing Emperor is already fish meat, and the third prince and the Shu family are not left. His only threat was Xiao Zhige.
Although Xiao Zhige lives in the west, Yanzhou belongs to him. Xiao Qian no longer underestimates the enemy now, and he must seize his weakness when he learns the news of counterattack. He was still a little clueless. He was worried that Xiao Zhige had abandoned the princess and his children and wanted to meet him. It was An Xiange who told him that An Changqing was the apex of the Northern War King.
As long as An Changqing is caught, the Northern War King will definitely cast his arms against the rat.
Xiao Qi'an didn't quite believe it, he knew that Xiao Zhige liked this princess, but if Jiangshan and the beautiful woman were to choose one, he would save others by himself, thinking that Xiao Zhige would probably choose Jiangshan.
But An Xiange told him firmly: The Northern War King will definitely choose An Changqing.
She looked resentful when she spoke, and Xiao Qi'an suddenly felt that the woman's intuition might be right. Then he ordered Jiang Yuzhong to lead people to surround the palace of the Northern War, and he was bound to capture the sons and daughters of An Changqing and Xiao Zhige.
Jiang Yuzhong reported back that there was no one entering or leaving the Northern War Palace these days, and the interior was heavily guarded.
Xiao Qi'an leaned lazily on the soft slump, and said indifferently, "Then attack by force. No matter whether the others live or die, Princess Bei Zhan must be captured alive."
Jiang Yuzhong took his order and went down to make arrangements. After he left, An Xiange came out from behind, knelt at his feet and said softly, "If An Changqing were captured alive, His Majesty might hand over the person to his concubine for disposal? The concubine used to be in the prime minister's residence, but she suffered a lot of grievances. ."
"It's not impossible." Xiao Qi'an looked strange. Seeing her showing her face, she paused and smiled evilly: "I will deal with it first, and then give it to Concubine Ai."
An Xiange's smile froze, and then she smiled without any flaws: "Thank you Your Majesty for your grace."
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Jiang Yuzhong did not delay for a moment after taking the order, and that night he dispatched additional staff to surround the palace of the Northern War King.
The streets were lit by torches like daylight.
Jiang Yuzhong rode a high-headed horse and read out a volume of Ming Huang imperial decrees in his hand, each of which was the guilt of the Northern War King. After reading it, he raised his arms and shouted: "Sinner An, why don't you open the door? If you are stubborn, don't blame the sword. Eyeless."
In the inner courtyard of the palace, four hundred Yanzhou elites were stubborn and determined, and they were scattered to guard the breakthroughs. Another 100 elites held the newly developed fire guns and were ambushed in the shadows of the canopy roof.
An Changqing was dressed in a black suit, with long hair neatly tied up, and the guards led people to follow him around.
Jiang Yuzhong's shout came from outside the door, he sneered disdainfully, and said loudly: "The king of the Northern War has been in the army for ten years, and he has chased Beidi, and the civilians are in chaos. Defend the territory of Da Ye with flesh and blood, and the sincerity of the heart, the emperor can learn from him! Guilty? What am I guilty of?"
"You and other chaotic ministers and thieves are crowned with monkeys, and they frame Zhongliang and confuse right and wrong. You should also ask the Northern War Palace to answer or not!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the officers in the palace slam the ground with their spears and shouted in unison, "No!"
Mighty and powerful, shocking the Quartet.
Outside Jiang Yuzhong looked slightly angry: "The bravery of trapped beasts! Go in!"
The two thousand janissaries behind him shouted again, divided into several teams, and copied from all sides.
The fire was shaking outside, and after a while, there was a dull crashing sound from the gate, but the gate remained motionless—the gate of the palace was re-reinforced, and it could not be knocked open for a while.
Obviously Jiang Yuzhong also discovered this problem, made another gesture, and the Guards pushed the ladder, intending to cross the wall and come in. However, although there are few soldiers in the palace, they are all elites. I don't know how many times I have fought with Beidi people. Compared with the pampered Praetorian Guards, the reaction is quicker and the counterattack is more cruel.
A high platform was also erected inside the wall, and the officers in the palace responded with long spears, and there were archers in ambush on the roof not far away to help them kill one by one.
The sound of fighting inside and outside the wall was endless, but for a moment, a strong smell of blood filled the air.
The guard commander worried that An Changqing would be injured outside, and kept persuading him to hide in the dark room. An Changqing shook his head and refused. Now that Xiao Zhige has not returned, he is the backbone of the palace. Without him, the morale of these soldiers would inevitably be low.
Rejecting the commander's good intentions, An Changqing touched the dagger in his sleeve, then went to get a fire gun, and sat at the main seat of the open flower hall. The fire gun was placed next to him, and he said with restraint: "The commander does not need to be distracted by me, I have also learned to use fire guns, and my proficiency is no worse than these soldiers. If they attack, I will hide in the dark room. It's useless. It's better to fight side by side with the soldiers, and I can't say that I can test the power of this fire gun."
Seeing that there was no fear in his expression, the commander became more and more satisfied. He bowed his knees and clasped his fists in a salute, and then turned around to inspect the mansion for defense, lest there be any omissions and let the enemy kill in.
An Changqing sat awe-inspiringly in the hall, listening to the constant sound of soldiers fighting. From midnight to the twilight of the sky, the gate of the palace experienced a one-night impact and still stood firm.
An Changqing glanced at the corpses piled up in the courtyard of the palace wall, most of which were in the uniform of the Imperial Guard. He looked at the sky outside and counted in his heart: the first day.
Just two more days.
Jiang Yuzhong brought 2,000 Imperial Guards, and after one night, nearly 500 people were damaged, but they could not even break open the gate of the palace. For the first time, the pampered Guards faced the brave Yanzhou Army, and they were so frightened that their morale plummeted.
The bluestone slabs on the periphery of the palace have been dyed dark red with blood, and the remaining Guards are downcast and still have no morale from yesterday.
Jiang Yuzhong was annoyed in his heart. What he thought was inevitable went wrong, and he was worried about how to deal with Xiao Qi'an.
It was not until noon that Xiao Qian learned that the 2,000 Guards had lost 500, and they could not capture the news of An Changqing. He was so angry that he beheaded the guards who reported the letter on the spot, and cursed with a ferocious expression: "A bunch of trash!"
An Xiange screamed in fright. Seeing him gasping for breath with red eyes, she crawled back tentatively, and said softly, "The concubine said that the King of the Northern War must be very concerned about An Changqing, and the people left in the palace must be elites. Your Majesty will send more people. No matter how powerful they are, we can trap them to death!"
Xiao Qi'an's face changed, and she looked at her with red eyes. After a long time, she smiled, pulled her up from the ground, and took a bite on her collarbone, grinning: "As expected of my beloved concubine, let's go, Come with me to see. I will personally watch the guards capture him!"
Xiao Qi'an set up in the palace of the Northern War King.
There was too much movement yesterday, and the streets were more depressed than ever before. The people hid at home, fearing that they would be caught in the pond. The mansion that was close to the palace was even more terrified, for fear that the imperial guards would kill him in the palace.
Xiao Qi'an's Luan drove all the way, but there was not half a person on the road.
Seeing him coming, Jiang Yuzhong hurriedly stepped forward to salute. Xiao Qi'an had already lost his temper, and his attitude towards him was much kinder. After inquiring about the situation, he ordered: "Another 3,000 people will be dispatched, and he must be captured today."
Jiang Yuzhong naturally had nothing to do with him. After half an hour, another 3,000 Imperial Guards were transferred, a total of 4,500 Imperial Guards, and the entire palace was surrounded by water.
Inside the palace, the guard commander's face was solemn: "The next is a tough battle. Do you want to use the thunder?"
An Changqing hadn't slept all night, and was drinking strong tea to refresh himself. He rubbed his brows and hesitated for a while, but in the end he rejected the suggestion: "Tiantianlei is very powerful, and there are other people on the other side of this alley. If you use it rashly, you are afraid that many innocent people will be hurt. At the last moment, Don't use it rashly."
After the second improvement, the power of the thunderbolt was even greater, and the guard commander was worried about this issue, so he hesitated. Hearing his categorical refusal at this time, he no longer hesitated: "The prince will be able to come back in two days at most, and I will defend the palace even if I die!"
An Changqing helped him up and said with a smile: "Before they attack again, the commander told the soldiers to rest and eat quickly. Only when they have enough energy can they fight again."
The leader leads the way.
An Changqing drank two more cups of strong tea, thinking about the best way. In the battle last night, although their injuries were small, they also injured dozens of people. Today the Praetorian Guard has added another 3,000 people, and the casualties will only be greater than yesterday. And no matter how sturdy the gate of this palace is, it is afraid that it will not be able to withstand the violent impact of one day and one night.
It's just that before he could figure out what to do, there was another dull crashing sound at the door.
With the sound of the impact, there was Xiao Qi'an's insolent laughter. The eunuch's sharp voice came: "Listen to the chaotic party inside, surrender immediately, and your Majesty will reward you with all your corpses. If you resist stubbornly again, all the nine clans will be wiped out!"
An Changqing retorted loudly: "Under the command of the King of the Northern War, I would rather die than yield! The traitor who seeks to usurp the throne of the dynasty also delusionally wants me to kneel? If you want to fight, fight, stop talking nonsense!"
The face of Xiao Qi'an outside was twisted: "Kill! Kill them all for me!"
The Guards attacked again.
After slaughtering the soldiers for one night, they raised their guns to meet the enemy again. Repeated stabbing, picking, and splitting, the tip of the gun dripped with blood, and it slipped down the barrel of the gun, so smooth that it was almost impossible to hold.
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Not far away, an exhausted Yanzhou soldier shot out, and the long sword of the Guards mercilessly slashed into his left arm. The long knife pierced into the bone, but he couldn't pull it out for a while. The soldier took the opportunity to grab the blade and swooped towards him regardless of the injury, opening his mouth and biting off one of the opponent's ears.
This scene was only a flash in the pan. In the flower hall not far away, An Changqing picked up the fire gun, aimed, and pulled the mechanism. The whistling projectile hit the wailing Guards, killing the opponent.
An Changqing held the fire gun and said to the guard by his side: "Take the person to the back for treatment."
After he finished speaking, he pulled the fire gun mechanism one after another, and shot again and again. The janitorial guard who was hit by the projectile whimpered and rolled to the ground, and was instantly killed by the soldiers who fought against it.
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