It is not that there are no soldiers around Chang'an. There are 3,000 fish dragon guards in the imperial palace, 20,000 city defense troops responsible for guarding Chang'an, and Jingzhou soldiers distributed all over Jingzhou. The total force in Jingzhou reaches a terrifying 300,000.
Of course, most of these soldiers are under the control of the Prime Minister, and the army is full of cronies of the Prime Minister. Even if Li Letian issues a military order, maybe the Prime Minister will nod, otherwise he will not be able to mobilize a single soldier.
After being an emperor for such a long time, it's no wonder that Li Letian was depressed all day long.
Li Letian had an account in his mind and calculated how many troops he could use. In fact, he did not lack close confidants. When he was guarding Chang'an, Li Letian led his soldiers to fight to the death, and he was still very prestigious among the lower-level soldiers.
But this time, Li Letian didn't dare to contact anyone. People talk a lot, and once the news leaks out, it will be his life-threatening talisman.
He just secretly calculated in his mind that Baili Sheng's 800 soldiers and his cronies in the Yulong Guard were only 2,000 soldiers. Relying on these forces to compete with the deep-rooted Prime Minister's Mansion, it was indeed possible.
A bit overestimating one's capabilities.
If there was a choice, Li Letian would definitely not take this step, but the problem is that he has no choice now.
Li Letian planned to do something. He didn't want to be someone's puppet, so he took risks and became a desperado. It seemed like a natural thing.
The night is long and quiet.
After the curfew, there were no people on the long streets. Only occasionally there were a few brothels and the sound of singing, dancing and musical instruments could be heard in several courtyards.
Behind these, there is probably the support of the royal family and nobles. The curfew is for ordinary people, so naturally they cannot be banned.
On Chang'an Avenue, I took a small sedan out of the house. The four bearers were all strong young men, walking as fast as flying, but the sedan did not shake.
Until he arrived in front of the palace gate, Cui Yunjian got off the sedan chair, straightened his official uniform, and looked at the towering palace wall in front of him.
I received a message from the palace at night, saying that we had something important to discuss. As for what it was, the messenger didn't say. The person who invited me was originally Prime Minister Cui, but Prime Minister Cui couldn't come for some reason, so Cui Yunjian came over.
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He stepped across the palace gate, carrying his official uniform and walked inside. The palace walls were a little deeper, and at night, the palace was still quite quiet, with an eerie smell. In the palace courtyard, except for a small yellow door leading the way,
Almost no one can be seen.
It's still a long way from here to the emperor's living place. Cui Yunjian walked with his head buried, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart: What would the emperor's mood be like living here every day.
Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, one hand can stir up wind and rain, and the other hand can disperse the storm. There is the rarest treasure in the world, the most touching woman... Is it the king's land in the whole world, and the king's ministers are on the shore of the land. The things in this world, I
You can say I don’t want it, but if I don’t give it to you, you are not allowed to touch it.
Cui Yunjian took a long breath. He was not an ambitious person, and he had never had any thoughts about that chair. But it was different now. Now he was very close to the chair.
As long as you wave your hand, you can drive the person off the chair.
If you don't take what God gives you, you will suffer the consequences. My father once said that the Cui family will not rebel. But, that chair is placed in front of me, do I really want to refuse?
"Master Cui, we're here." Xiao Huangmen stood in front of the main hall and stopped.
"Oh." Cui Yunjian suddenly came to his senses, straightened his official uniform for the last time, and stepped into the hall.
Inside the main hall, the lights are bright. A young man in black robe is sitting in front of the desk. He has a tattooed dragon robe and a purple gold crown. He has an intimidating aura.
Cui Yunjian knelt down on his knees and said, "I'd like to pay homage to Your Majesty."
Having said that, Cui Yunjian wanted to give himself a slap in the face. He really couldn't control his knees. Kneeling down just now seemed to be a subconscious reaction of his body, and he didn't even have time to think about it.
"Master Cui..." The emperor put down the book in his hand and said slowly: "Why doesn't Master Cui come?"
"Your Majesty, my father is suffering from a slight illness. Please forgive me."
"Are you sick?" The emperor murmured, waving his hands and said: "If you don't come, then you won't come. It's not about forgiveness. After all, your health is important. Mr. Cui Xiang's illness is not serious, right?"
"Excuse me, Your Majesty, for your concern. My father just caught a cold occasionally and will recover in two days. It's not serious."
"As long as it's not serious, that's fine. It's fine as long as it's not serious."
The emperor sighed, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or regretful.
Cui Yunjian raised his head, beating a drum in his heart, and asked: "I wonder why your Majesty summoned his ministers late at night?"
"It's nothing important." The emperor said, "Master Cui, come here to see, do you recognize this sword?"
Cui Yunjian then stood up and slowly approached the Long Bookcase, only to see a long sword placed on it.
He nodded and said: "This is the Emperor's Sword of Mountains and Rivers left to your Majesty by the late emperor. With this sword, you can control the mountains and rivers of the empire."
"Yes, my father used to forge thirteen swords from Tianshan Mountain, one for the emperor, and twelve for the princes. The emperor's sword was held by the late emperor, and the twelve swords were given to the twelve princes. But does Mr. Cui know that among these thirteen swords?
There is another sword besides the sword."
Cui Yunjian nodded: "There is also a sword that was originally in the hands of the sixth prince, but later fell into the hands of the evil thief Cheng Dalei."
"That's right. Cheng Dalei still has a sword in his hand. A few days ago, he sent me a letter, saying that the sword was given to him by the late emperor. It was the late emperor's order to use the sword to kill all the enemies in the world.
"Li Letian said with a smile.
Cui Yunjian also laughed: "Haha, this traitor is too whimsical. How many people in the world would believe such nonsense?"
"No, what he said is true. I have sent people to Liangzhou and made him the king of Liangzhou."
The smile on Li Letian's face gradually solidified, and Cui Yunjian subconsciously raised his head, and was shocked to find that the person in front of him was still a high-ranking emperor. With vicious eyes and a ferocious expression, he was clearly a desperate desperado on the street.
"His Majesty……"
"If a common man's sword can kill all the enemies of the world, who can the emperor's sword kill?" Li Letian asked through gritted teeth.
Cui Yunjian subconsciously took a step back. He suddenly realized that something was wrong with what happened today.
The Emperor drew his sword, stepped closer, and said word by word: "I am the Emperor of Heaven, and the world belongs to me. I can kill whoever I want."
Cui Yunjian subconsciously stepped back, suddenly remembering that the man in front of him was not only a pampered emperor, but also a master who could compete with Lin Shaoyu on horseback.
And Cui Yunjian himself was really a weak scholar who had nothing to do with his talent.
"Come on, come on, come on, come on..."
Li Letian laughed loudly and said: "This is the palace, my palace. If you call for someone, who will come? Are they coming to kill my people?"
The Shanhe Sword cut off Cui Yunjian's head and cut a bloody line on his neck. The blood gushes out. He opens his mouth wide. There is something he wants to say but cannot say it.