He also asked people to inquire and found out that King Xiang of Chu was indeed still unconscious.
Now that the Yin capital has insufficient troops, the only one guarding the imperial city is the 100,000 Ming Yu army from the Chu Xiang Palace. If the Ming Yu army really listens to his orders, then this throne...
"General, someone is coming from the Chu Xiang Palace."
Yang Qiankun's pupils shrank, turned around, and saw Qing Luo walking in wearing a thick fox fur.
Without saying much, she stretched out her hand and handed over a brocade box, "This is given to the general by my eldest son. She said that it all depends on the general's wishes."
Yang Qiankun opened the brocade box with trembling hands.
He took out the tiger talisman, put it in his hand and examined it carefully, but was shocked to find that it was actually a real tiger talisman.
Yang Qiankun looked at Qingluo in shock, "How is your heir apparent?"
"You can still move."
"General, the Crown Prince has said that the palace will be handed over to you. As for the Prime Minister's Mansion, she will personally lead the encirclement and suppression."
Without saying a word, Qingluo turned around and blended into the dark night.
Squeezing the tiger talisman in his hand, Yang Qiankun breathed a long sigh of relief, as if he had made some determination.
"Come here, tell Concubine Yang that it's cold in winter. I'll give you some tonic to warm your body. In addition, I ordered people to surround the Prime Minister's Mansion!"
Xing Siyang couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes, "Is the general planning to take action?"
"But is Prince Yin really reliable?"
"Hmph!" Yang Qiankun snorted softly, "Yin Luzhu is headstrong, has a strong desire for revenge, and lacks strategy, but he is more ruthless. He can even kill his own father. How can he miss such a great opportunity!"
No matter what Yin Luzhu had in mind, this tiger talisman was real.
With this 100,000-strong army, what else does he have to fear?
"I will rush into the palace tonight and surprise Gu Tingfang!"
When he was about to go out, Yang Qiankun's footsteps suddenly jumped.
He ordered: "Just in case, we don't need to use the troops of Prince Chu Xiang's palace to attack the palace this time. My general's 30,000 are enough."
With that said, Yang Qiankun handed the tiger talisman to Xing Siyang, "You take the tiger talisman with you. Except for the part that Yin Luzhu took away, the rest, no matter what you see or hear, you are not allowed to leave the camp."
"In this way, we can prevent the army of Prince Chu Xiang from defecting in battle. The imperial army in the palace is no match for me at all."
"I will definitely do it, the official." Xing Siyang solemnly reached out and took it.
Tonight is destined to be extraordinary, the silence is a bit eerie.
Shen Nanxiao returned to the mansion from the palace. As soon as she entered the mansion, she was immediately surrounded by people.
He frowned and did not turn around, just standing upright in the courtyard.
Yin Luzhu got off the carriage with Qingluo's help.
From a short distance away, she looked at his back.
In the white snow, he was wearing a white robe, embroidered with complex and beautiful piping patterns, echoing the simple hosta on his head.
Half of the original hair was pulled back by the hosta, and the rest of the hair was straight from the shoulders to the waist.
In line with his overall temperament, there is a hint of coldness, and just his back makes him extremely handsome.
Just when Yin Luzhu looked at him, he sneered, "Yin Luzhu, want to plot rebellion?"
He has a calm voice. Even though he is surrounded by a large army and his life is at stake, he is still calm and elegant.
Every move and every move of the eyebrows seems to be pouring out one's heart, filled with endless affection and attachment, making one feel as if he has fallen into the quiet clear water.
Yin Luzhu's eyes were slightly stiff.
She limped up to Shen Nanxiao and raised her eyes to look at his tall back.