"Well, if Gao Qiu hadn't been so aggressive, there would be no need to kill him, but now Gao Qiu is leaving no room... Dong Zhuangshi, if you complete this matter for me, I guarantee that you will prosper and your future will be limitless!"
Dong Ping actually had no psychological burden on Jia Xiang's request, but he just couldn't accept it in one bite and kept eating with his head down.
Jia Xiang did not expect that the person in front of him was familiar with him first and second. He had already accumulated a lot of experience, and after many promises, Dong Ping reluctantly agreed: "Since Jia Abban treats Dong Ping differently, Dong Ping
I will work like a dog and a horse, and I will never change my resolve!"
Jia Xiang was overjoyed and said hurriedly: "Master Dong, would you like to get familiar with weapons?"
Dong Ping stopped his chopsticks and asked, "How much time do we have to prepare?"
Jia Xiang said: "Don't worry, I have arranged for him to wait at the palace gate. It is night now, and it is normal to wait for an hour or two."
Dong Ping picked up his chopsticks again and smiled proudly: "This is not a battlefield charge. No war horses are needed. Just give me two short guns. If Jia Abban is worried, he can find some forbidden troops. I will also be able to stretch my body!"
"good!"
When Dong Ping, armed with two spears, charged into a group of more than a dozen Imperial Guardsmen and easily defeated them, Jia Xiang was overjoyed: "Master Dong is really brave enough to be worthy of ten thousand men! It's great!"
Dong Ping didn't realize that his energy and blood were depleted, and he immediately put the old Taoist nun's threat behind him, and said proudly: "I was originally a member of the Imperial Guards in Beijing, and my bravery was well known far and near. If I hadn't been implicated in the arrest of a cultist before, I would have been in trouble long ago.
Join the Fourth Army, and even serve as a bodyguard!"
Jia Xiang suddenly realized: "So it turns out that Imperial City Secretary Gao Qiu has delayed Dong Zhuangshi's future. No wonder Dong Zhuangshi is willing to go to the palace to tell him!"
Dong Ping really didn't have a good impression of Gao Qiu, especially after learning that Gao Qiu had taken over the job of tracking down the real murderer of the family. He followed his words and said: "I am willing to kill the thief for the escort, and I hope the escort will keep his promise!"
Jia Xiang patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, Master Dong. If you are such a brave man, I will never treat him badly!"
Dong Ping nodded: "Where to start?"
Jia Xiang was very glad that he had participated in King Jian's coup before and had really considered similar issues: "The inner gates of the palace include the left and right Changqing gates, the left and right Yintai gates and the left and right Jiasu gates. Among them, the Banzhi commander who is responsible for the right Jiasu gate
If you are familiar with me, you can do it there."
"The chamberlain in the palace will lead Gao Qiu and his party there. No matter how cunning this person is, he will not expect that we would dare to take action in the palace. As long as Dong Zhuangshi takes action and cuts off Gao Qiu's head, everything will be settled!"
"No matter how many followers Gao Qiu brings, he cannot bring weapons into the palace. With bare hands, no matter how strong his martial arts are, he will not be able to show much. Please kill him with Dong Zhuang!"
Dong Ping was full of confidence: "This is easy!"
Now that they had decided where to start, the group left the Ministry of Internal Affairs and headed towards Youjia Sumen.
Jia Xiang went ahead to find Ban Zhi Commander Han Heng.
Under normal circumstances, the bold move of assassinating officials in the palace city was no different from treason, but the Han commander still reluctantly agreed.
It wasn't that Jia Xiang's personal charm was outstanding, nor was it that Han Heng had a personal grudge against Gao Qiu. It was still the result of King Jian's coup.
In that situation, the most critical figure, Jian Wang Zhao Si, was not known whether he was alive or dead due to a fire. The so-called coup was naturally an empty talk, but the seven commanders who were ready to defect at the time were still there. Now it was Han Heng who was forced to agree.
One.
After forcing Han Heng to submit through threats, Jia Xiang immediately ordered his cronies: "Commander Han is responsible for intercepting the Imperial City Division's men. Gao Qiu's head will be cut off by Dong Ping. You should be more discerning. Once you find out that Gao Qiu has brought
Any incriminating evidence should be burned, do you understand?"
The confidant said: "Understood!"
Jia Xiang thought about it again and felt that there was nothing to look back on. He gritted his teeth and said: "Bring Gao Qiu into the palace. On the way, if Gao Qiu asks why he has waited for so long, he will say that the official has gone to bed and was disturbed by him."
I just got up."
The confidant accepted the order nervously: "Yes!"
Not to mention the nervousness of his confidants, Jia Xiang stood on top of the city tower and looked at the empty and dim royal road in the distance, his heart beating fast.
This is different from the previous situation where the officials entrusted him to lead King Jian's coup and stepped into a trap. He really disobeyed his orders and killed an old minister who had been hiding in the palace.
But there was no way, Jia Xiang had no choice but to retreat. As soon as Gao Qiu had copied the fax temple, he entered the palace with evidence of his crime. It was clear that he was going to be killed. Among the five eunuchs, the one who knew the most about political affairs was Lan.
Cong Xi, even he can only use the method of stirring up trouble in front of the officials. Who can stop Gao Qiu in the short term?
So the only way is to kill him like Ding Run and get it over with. Afterwards, several other eunuchs will cover it up for him. The officials will probably not completely fall out with these eunuchs who hold the evidence of matricide because of the dead person. Everything will be over.
Calm will be restored.
Jia Xiang took a few deep breaths, feeling less nervous. Suddenly, Dong Ping's voice came to his ears: "Here he comes!"
He immediately stood up on tiptoes and tried his best to look into the distance, and saw a light gradually approaching.
When he got closer, he saw that five or six of his cronies were walking in front carrying lanterns, followed by Gao Qiu and a carriage. There were many boxes on the carriage, which should be evidence of crimes found from the Fax Temple.
"Gao Qiu, we have no grievances, but you are so pressing. Oh, is it useful to collect so many accusations? Put them in a box, but it is convenient for us to burn them, without the need for additional searches!"
Jia Xiang's eyes showed murderous intent, and then he turned his head to look at Dong Ping, who was calm and composed next to him. He admired him a little. Although this warrior was rough, he was capable of doing great things: "I'm sure, the person who came is none other than Gao Qiu. Please invite Dong Ping."
The strong man takes action!"
Dong Ping nodded, quickly walked down the tower with two guns on his back, and other close followers followed him, all with sharp weapons in their hands and looking menacing.
Jia Xiang looked at Han Heng who was standing on the other side: "Commander Han, there is no turning back arrow when you shoot the bow. I hope you will not make a mistake!"
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Jia Xiang's eyes returned to Gao Qiu and his party, paying particular attention to how many entourage he had brought with him.
The motorcade gradually approached, and under the illumination of the palace lanterns, the figures became clearer. At this sight, Jia Xiang's heart was completely settled: "There are only seven people? Gao Qiu, you are dead!"
It is normal for the commander Han Heng to have a bad attitude. The key is that Dong Ping wants to capture the thief first and capture the king first, and chop off Gao Qiu's head. At that time, Ban Zhi, who is responsible for the Youjia Sumen, will not be able to escape at all.
Since he was guilty, he naturally gave up luck and killed all the remaining members of the Imperial City Division.
"Thanks to what I was worried about before, Gao Qiu carried evidence of his crime and had many followers. Although he had no weapons, he was not without the possibility of resistance. If I had known that just seven people and one Dong Ping could kill them all, why bother with this?
How about raising troops and mobilizing people?"
"Die!"
Just as Jia Xiang was condescending, preparing to appreciate the scene of Gao Qiu's body being dislocated, the firelight below suddenly shook violently, and he vaguely seemed to see a figure, rushing to the side of the chamberlain who was leading the way, and reached out to grab it.
Jia Xiang didn't see it clearly. In fact, it was a series of smooth movements. He grabbed the palace lantern with his hand, reached out and broke off the wooden pole on it, then aimed at the tower and threw it violently.
"Whoosh!"
The howling wind blew towards his face, and there was just a flash of black spots in Jia Xiang's vision, and then his chest went numb, as if he was hit head-on by a fast horse, his feet lifted off the ground, and his body flew backwards.
With a bang, his fat body fell hard on the back. At this time, he felt severe pain spreading from his chest, and he screamed miserably: "Ah——!!"
Han Heng, who was standing next to him, was stunned. What made him most unbelievable was the wooden pole stuck in Jia Xiang's chest.
In the absence of weapons, using this as an arrow, and not shooting it with a bow string, but throwing it directly by hand, what kind of power is this?
The throwing angle of the wooden pole was actually calculated to ensure that Jia Xiang would let out a scream that would shake the morale of the army and that he would die quickly.
As a result, Han Heng had just rushed over and saw that the pupils of the great eunuch had dilated, and blood was spreading rapidly under his body. He opened his mouth, but could not even utter a last word. When he tilted his head, there was no movement.
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"Dead...dead?"
At the same time as the screams from the city tower, Gao Qiu's loud voice was heard from below: "Jia Xiang, the Minister of Internal Affairs, communicated with Yang Jian, Lan Congxi and other party members, colluded with Xixia, set fire to and killed officials, and plotted rebellion. Gao Qiu was here
Now, all the soldiers will follow me into the prison to protect the officials and kill the eunuchs!!"
As soon as the words fell, there were rapid screams from below. It was the few cronies leading the way who were knocked down by the burly men behind Gao Qiu.
One of them was the most outstanding, using a standard fighting technique. The chambermaid, who weighed more than a hundred kilograms, was picked up like a chicken, raised high above his head, and dropped hard with the "pigeon spin" move.
Click!
Hearing the terrible sound of bones breaking, one knew the consequences of being pressed close to him. Facing the group of servants who were at a loss when they heard Jia Xiang's screams, Lu Junyi, Suo Chao, Hua Rong, Zhang Heng, and Zhang Shun also took the initiative.
Welcoming him.
Not only must we eliminate all evil deeds and kill all the cronies of these great eunuchs, but we must also seize the weapons in their hands to facilitate the subsequent purge of the Ministry of Internal Affairs!
Bloody Palace!
As for the figure holding two guns, no one paid attention to it, because they knew very well that their brother would solve it himself.
Indeed, Li Yan used local materials to capture the thief and the king first. After killing Jia Xiang with one arrow, he walked towards Dong Ping who was about to behead Gao Qiu.
Facing this man who was strolling over in the courtyard, Dong Ping showed an unprecedented serious look, and then suddenly realized: "It was you who was chasing me all the time before?"
Li Yan nodded, looked at this man who should be ranked in the Tiangang, and then looked at the sky, feeling a little emotional, but also a little relieved: "You have run out of energy, it's time to hit the road!"