At the Liang Gate of the inner city, the gate guard, the guerrilla general Li Youde, led a group of soldiers to inspect the defense conditions at the city gate, checking for leaks and filling gaps to avoid any mistakes.

"Brother Li, Brother Li..." Fu Congrong, the fifth son of Fu Bi, the former counselor and governor, walked up to the city gate, waved and smiled and said hello, "Brother Li."

Li Youde was a little surprised when he saw Fu Congrong, "You are not with the Duke at this time, how come you have time to come to my place?"

Both of them are the confidants of Qin Guogong, and they often have wine together, so they have a very good relationship, and they both know the tasks of both parties today.

Fu Congrong stepped forward and grabbed Li Youde, and whispered, "We have something important to discuss."

Li Youde raised his hand and waved, and all the soldiers immediately stood still and walked ten meters away with Fu Calmly, whispering, "What do you want me to do, Lord Guo?"

"It's not the Duke's business." Fu calmly looked around and whispered, "I know a place where a large amount of gold and silver is stored. Is Brother Li interested?"

Li Youde frowned and said, "Your Majesty asked me to guard Liangmen, wherever I can go. If something goes wrong, my head will be at risk."

Fu calmly smiled and said, "That place is near Liangmen. The distance is only a hundred feet. It only takes a hundred or so people to get there. It won't take much effort."

So close?

Li Youde asked in a low voice, "Brother Rich, which big family are you talking about?"

Sake makes people's faces red, and wealth and silk touch people's hearts.

Seeing Li Youde take the bait, Fu Congrong gritted his teeth and said, "The God of Wealth of the Song Dynasty!"

If it weren't for Qi Heng, his family's Juyuan would not have been cheated away, he would not have been beaten by his father until he could not get out of bed for three months, and his father would not have been sent to Guangnan East Road by the government.

Where there is no shit, maybe the Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty is now...

A gentleman's revenge is never too late.

The villain takes revenge from morning to night.

After struggling for a year, he finally got the chance.

Dare to trick him into being rich and calm, you are really a fool who doesn't know how to live or die.

"The Duke of Qi's Mansion?" Li Youde frowned and said, "You dare to rob the Duke of Qi's Mansion even if you don't care about your life?

I forgot what the prince told me before sending out the troops, not to attack the distinguished ministers..."

Fu Congrong hugged Li Youde and said, "Brother Li, don't worry, I'm not completely sure that I will do such a stupid thing.

If other noble families are disturbed, the prince and his father-in-law will definitely be unhappy, but the Duke of Qi... When the prince and his father-in-law know about it, they will scold them twice at most, and then they will share it with the princes, and this matter will definitely be over.

Already..."

Li Youde asked curiously, "The Duke of Qi's mansion has a grudge against the prince?!"

Fu calmly nodded and said, "If you really want to say it, it will be a long story. To put it simply, Qi Heng has thrown away the face of the prince and the father-in-law several times..."

Li Youde immediately understood that it was nothing more than a matter of money...

............

Duke's Mansion of Qi

Fugui trotted into the front hall and reported, "Sir, there is a large group of people rushing towards our house. Judging from the flag, it should be King Yan's people."

"How many people are there specifically?" Wang Lidong stood up and walked towards the gate.

Fugui followed up and said, "There are probably about a hundred people."

Wang Lidong glared at Fugui, "How can a hundred people be called a large army?" He stood up and walked to the yard, "It's just so little, it's not even enough to fill the gap between your teeth."

As soon as he left the front hall, several feather arrows were shot in the air. He raised his hand and there were more than ten more feather arrows in his hand...

When he came to the high wall, he jumped on the wooden scaffolding and looked outside the wall. He saw a large group of people, arranged in three lines. Forty or fifty people were bending their bows and shooting arrows at his house. He shook his right hand, and in his hand,

The feather arrows shot out, twenty feet away, "Peng Peng Peng..." The archer fell down like a leek.

"They are all rebels from King Yan. Let the archers attack the wall and leave no one behind." Wang Lidong said to Fugui, "Give me the bows and arrows."

I just scanned it and found the target person a hundred feet away, a guerrilla general. He was unfamiliar, but the other face was very familiar.

It turned out to be Fu Congrong, he thought

Well, King Yan was such a smart person, so he didn't rush to occupy the palace, but he came to bring bad luck to him.

Fu Congrong was chatting with Li Youde, thinking about how he was about to trample Qi Heng under his feet and get tens of millions of dollars, so he couldn't help but want to laugh out loud, "Pa, there was a sound, and his face felt warm.

What was it? Fu calmly wiped his face, and saw blood on his hand. He was so frightened that he opened his mouth and was about to scream... An arrow missed and shot towards him. His head hurt and his vision went black...

"General Lee is dead!

"Oh no, General Li is dead!"

"Run away quickly..."

"..."

The Forbidden Army formation immediately fell into chaos. Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, the guards drew their bows one after another. Wang Lidong aimed at the small leaders in the team and called them by name one by one. After a while of tea, a few of the Hundreds of Forbidden Army escaped.

The rest became dead souls shot by arrows...

............................

Daqing Hall of the Imperial Palace

Hearing the sounds of fighting and swordsmanship coming from outside, Sheng Hong felt extremely regretful. His son-in-law Qi Heng had told him to try not to go out in the past few days. It was so obvious that he was lame.

Pei Dian Dian participated in some bullshit canonization ceremony, and now it’s fine. If she’s not careful, Mrs. Wang will become a widow.

"The rebels have entered the palace..."

"What? Breaking into the palace?!

Seeing that his son Changbai wanted to go to the gate to watch the excitement, Sheng Hong stepped forward, grabbed his son, and dragged him to the side hall, "It's time for our lives. Let's find a place to hide."

The father and son came to the side hall, but there were not many places to hide people. They were not the only ones who were smart. They went around and found several places, but they were all occupied. They heard the sounds of fighting outside the hall getting closer and closer.

A large amount of cold sweat broke out on Sheng Hong's anxious forehead.

Seeing this, Chang Bai thought for a moment and said, "Father, why don't we go back to the main hall? What King Yan wants is the throne. Now His Majesty and the governors are all in Funing Palace. King Yan probably won't stay too long. We just need to hide."

There shouldn't be any danger if it's on the side..."

Sheng Hong thought about it and realized that this was the only thing he could do at the moment. He quickly returned to the main hall with Chang Bai and huddled behind a big pillar. Thinking of the situation at home, he worriedly said, "There are all women in the house. If I had known earlier, it would have been later."

I sent Chang Feng to my hometown."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Mentioning Chang Feng, Sheng Changbai suddenly didn’t know what to say. This kid got into such a big disaster, but he didn’t expect that he escaped from it.

, is this the old saying, good fortune lies with misfortunes, misfortune lies with blessings... "Father, don't worry, you have forgotten Yuan Ruo? He informed us three days ago to be careful...

Suddenly a large group of soldiers rushed into the hall, gathering the ministers together like they were chasing ducks, "King Yan is here!

The Duke of Qin has arrived!"

King Yan straddled the sword at his waist, took crab steps, laughed and stepped into the Daqing Hall. He glanced at the dragon chair, but did not find the old emperor, and his laughter immediately subsided. He scanned the hall and found no shadow of the prince. Even the crowd

None of the prime ministers were there, so they reached out to Kong Mingde, the Minister of Rites, and asked, "Where are the officials and princes?"...

Kong Mingde hurriedly bowed deeply and replied, "Replying to the prince, the official suddenly coughed up blood and fainted, and was sent back to Fuling Palace by the prince and the chief ministers."

Waste your expressions, waste your time!

King Yan snorted coldly, which frightened all the officials in the palace to lower their heads and make quail postures...

The Duke of Qin on the side saw that his father still wanted to show off, so he quickly reminded him in a low voice that the most important thing at the moment was to catch the old emperor and force him to write the edict of passing the throne.

Originally, he wanted to kill a few chickens and pay homage to the monkeys, but the dragon chair was the most important thing. King Yan turned around and walked out of the Daqing Palace. After half a cup of tea, Prince Yan and his son rushed to the square in front of the Funing Palace to meet their subordinates.

Before they could enter the palace, King Yan waved his right hand, and a large group of soldiers rushed towards the two sides who were fighting...

Duke Guo of Qin recruited a trusted general and whispered, "Chen Kui, you are good at archery. When you meet the prince later, immediately..." He stretched out his hand and made a beheading gesture...

Chen Kui cupped his hands and said, "General, I will obey your orders!"

...

In the Funing Hall, as the sound of fighting got closer and closer, everyone's faces were full of worry, but the governors were not very worried in their hearts.

So panic, everyone has invested in King Yan, it's just more or less. If King Yan wins, everyone's life will be safe, and at most the official position will be changed.

The two who made larger bets thought that Zeng Gongliang had been prime minister for several years, so this PG should be moved...

Prince Zhao Ji looked at the battle situation outside through the window gap. With the arrival of King Yan, the originally 50-50 situation became one-sided. The Imperial City Guards fell down like leeks...

The situation is over!

He felt a basin of ice water poured down on his head, making him shiver from the cold.

"Peng!"

The door was kicked open violently, and a large number of sword-wielding soldiers rushed in. All the ministers stood up, straightened their court clothes, and when they saw King Yan, they all bowed deeply and said, "I have met His Highness King Yan."

Seeing all the ministers treating him with respect, King Yan was very pleased. He looked up to the sky and smiled a few times. He swept the dragon bed and saw that the old emperor did not move at all. He was just panicked. He couldn't be dead.

He hurriedly walked to the front of the collapse, stretched out his fingers to check his breathing, and found that he was still breathing. If he was not dead, then it would be troublesome.

"The official is this...?"

Prime Minister Zeng Gongliang cupped his hands and said, "Go back to your Majesty, Your Majesty just took the decoction prescribed by the imperial doctor."

Turns out he was pretending to be dead!

Seeing that the old emperor's face was pale and blue, and he looked like he might die at any moment, King Yan snorted, if it wasn't still useful... he turned to look at the prime minister, "Prepare pens, inks, paper and inkstones for the officials to write the succession."

edict."

Seeing that Zeng Gongliang did not move, King Yan Zeng pulled out his sword. Zeng Gongliang quickly reminded him that there was a prince in the Song Dynasty, and there was no reason for him to go beyond the prince's rule and make him the emperor.

King Yan glared and said, "Prepare two blank imperial edicts, one to dethrone the prince, and one to pass on the prince."

Glancing at the sword in King Yan's hand, Zeng Gongliang cupped his hand and said, "I will make arrangements immediately."

"Are you Zhao Cefen?" King Yan asked his men to catch the prince in front of him. A skinny little kid, whose face turned pale with fright and whose calves were shaking like chaff, reached out and took off the twelve golden cicadas and cloud dragons on the prince's head.
To be continued...