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Chapter 48: The Coup

In the barracks coach tent, Murong Chongzheng and his subordinates planned tomorrow's coup. At the beginning, his subordinates still pondered that the prince had been chess and could not get his hands.

Decisive counterattack. The success or failure is here. Everyone can do its best to make a plan.

"........"

"The soldiers listened to the soldiers. The original Yuwei took the money to bring the Xuanyi riding inflammation group. When I was ugly, I entered Kun Xuanmen with me and ambushed to Donglin.

"Cold wind, you receive 3,000 Xuanyi riding uniforms in the private local government."

"Tomorrow, Lengyue, led 5,000 soldiers and horses to surrender the queen to arrange more than 10,000 soldiers and horses in Xishan, ten close guards staying in military camps.

The rest of the dark guards will enter the palace tomorrow.

"Survive!"

After everyone retreated, Murong Chong looked at Ye Ying

"Lord, this time almost all the dark guards were called, then Murong Garden did not have a trace of barriers."

"Murong Garden, it's just a player. Have you arranged everything in the morning courtyard?"

"It has been arranged properly."

"You go out for preparation. After two hours, you will leave." After the night shadow went out, ten black shadows flashed.

"You must protect Xiao Wan, you must not make mistakes."

"Subordinates." For a long time, they have always followed the Lord's upper south.

The minds on the Lord are not the same. So they will fight hard.

After using dinner, I was sitting in the tent and having a dullness. Seeing the table on the table, there was a short sword thrown to me today, thinking that he was really not afraid of death. Yesterday, I said that I would have a heart to kill him.

I prepared the weapon for me today.

He will not give me a blade. I will brush me. I pull out the sword out of the sheath. Ah, it seems that it is no worse than my white jade vegetable knife. And it still grows much.

The second brother of the dance sword.

Anyway, I am boring, and the tent is too sultry again. I also hold the sword to the outside. I can also use the four rituals into a set of four ritual swords.

...

I came to a flat ground in the forest. I ordered Linger to get some melon fruit herbal tea. On the one hand, I can eat it, and on the other hand, I can see that I do n’t seem to have the talent of practicing swords. For example

middle.

Occasionally, I used herbal tea to replace wine, and I drank very chic. Then I danced to the sword according to the routine of Siyi Boxing. After all, I have practiced for so many years, and I still look like it.

Poems are very brave. The first paragraph does not meet the background, so just read the back.

Jiangshan is so coquettish, leading countless heroes to compete.

Xi Qinhuang Hanwu, loses literary talents slightly;

Tang Zong and Song Zu, a little worse;

One generation of Tianjiao, Genghis Khan, only knows the bow to shoot the big carving.

There are all romantic characters, but also the present.

Linger, throw melon! "

There is a good lyrics that sings well. When it is time to take the shot, it ’s better than painting. I saw a melon falling down. I saw that I stabbed hard and fluttered the empty.

Throw another. Then, I don't believe it. I don't believe it.

"Linger, you throw a bigger throw." I called. "Throw it again .."

As a result, I was cut from thorns to chop, and I didn't even encounter a melon skin. There was a wolf on the ground. Fortunately, it seemed that I heard a sigh.

"Son, do you want to throw it?" Linger looked at me and asked. Asked.

"Take a rest first." I took the melon in her hand and bit a bite. Grandma, I couldn't cut it, I couldn't bite it, I bite, I bite ...

"The sword is not practiced like you." Murong rushed into a white and tender melon and threw it without a moment.

I don't know how Murong Chong came up with. But it is certain that he must see me cut me a melon, and I might be laughing in my heart.

"Hahaha, just you cut the technology that you can't cut the melon, and want to kill me ... haha. Haha ..." The more you want to get angry.

"How do you practice, do you practice it for me. What's so great?" I stared at him and bite again.

"You are optimistic."

He jumped up, threw me melon to me, and even pulled out a soft sword from the belt, plundered it, and groaned:

"Being a song to wine,

Life geometry?

For example, Chaolu,

Go to the day to suffer a lot.

Just be generous,

Unforgettable worry.

What to solve the worry?

Only Dukang.

Qing Qingzi 衿,

Leisure my heart.

But for the king,

Yin so far.

呦 鸣,

Foody Ping.

I have a guest,

Drums and Sheng.

Obviously like a moon,

When is it?

Surprising from China,

It cannot be cut off.

Yue Mo Du,

Save it in vain.

Qikuo talks about the swallow,

Mind old grace.

The moon star is sparse,

Wuya fly south.

Three turns around the tree,

He Zhi can depend on.

The mountain is high,

I'm deep in the sea,

Zhou Gong vomit,

The world returns to the heart. "

Just between the lush lush forests and dancing and dancing, the momentum is bold and tragic, the swordsmanship is strong, the swordsmanship suddenly changes, the pause turns free and easy, brisk and healthy.

His body is getting faster and faster, and he can't see the moves, the sword shadow and the sword, the wind and electricity passes, it seems to be able to super control the night wind, and the leaves are flying.

I think about the second brother next four years ago. Now it is definitely worse than him. He brushed, put away the soft sword, and came over. I looked at him and found it.

Yes. No traces were found.

"See you clearly? In the future, you have to practice swords, remember to find a place where there is no one." I probed my head and said to me sitting on the tree villa to bite melon. Say it evil.

Yami, isn't it that my swordsmanship is rotten, just say it. After seeing his swordsmanship, he still insisted on the principle of silence.

look.

"What do you look at?" Seeing that I kept looking up, he asked.

"I think we are looking for something else to get cold tomorrow." I looked at the trees and forks on the side. There were only a few leaves left in the air.

"You!, Go back, stay in the tent." The hot day, this cold voice is also good. You can use it as an air conditioner.

Just go back. I find that I am really incapable. If I want me back, I will return.

"Linger, cut me melon." Back to the tent, I said fiercely.

"Okay, what do you cut so much?" Linger cut melon very sharply and put it in front of Murong Chong.

"Make ice melon." Ah, such a large ice cubes are not easy to use, it is too wasteful to waste the air -conditioned face he left.

The question.

*

The night was quiet, and there were several dark guards outside the tent that broke the silence.

"The Lord really cares about the people inside. I arranged so much before it was enough to ensure his safety. I actually left the ten of us."

"The Lord has his own truth, we must do our own duty."

"It is extremely beautiful. If a woman is a woman, it is really a country, but it is really not ordinary."

"Can't even ride a horse, do you come to a carriage like a lady?"

"You say that our Lord will not be ..."

"Don't talk nonsense." "I said what happened to you today, dare to discuss the matter of the Lord. Don't want to live?"

"No, it's really weird."

"It's now ugly, Lengyue, Lengfeng, they should start to act."

*

At this time, outside Kun Xuanmen, the iron hoofs of the horses were put on a bag, and only a stuffy sound was made when they walked.

The door of the Kun Xuanmen was slowly opened. The guards of the guarding gate came out to welcome the Lord Pingnan. This money was originally a subordinate of King Pingnan. In order to weaken his strength, the emperor found a reason to arrange him here to arrange him here.

At the door, it is estimated that he couldn't think of this, but he helped King Pingnan a busy.

This is the only way for the prince and other princes to enter the hall tomorrow. The 800 soldiers and horses entered Kunxuanmen silently in this way. The ambush in the East Forest. Kun Xuanmen restored the silence of the past.

At this time, Xishan, the sword light sword shadow. The sound of killing the sky, although the Xuanyi riding is a master of a hundred miles, but the use of light power for more than a time consumes the two layers of physical strength.

The elite army, and it is difficult to win more, it is very difficult.

Fortunately, they suddenly attacked at night to win. After two times of fierce combat, they finally eliminated the nearly 20,000 soldiers. At this time, the Xuanyi riding only lost more than a thousand people.

Flying on the pigeons that have been prepared tomorrow, it will bring the news here to the Lord. After that, they immediately ride on the horse and rush back to Lin'an City.


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