The frightened palace maids covered the corpse under the crabapple tree, knelt down and sobbed, and did not dare to cry loudly.
The officials standing far away did not come to check. The man jumped off the high platform in front of everyone, so there was no need to doubt whether it was true or false.
Cui Zheng's face was complicated. Concubine Luo died as she wished, but the death process was unexpected.
"How is your Majesty?" he said, turning around and no longer looking here.
Previously, when Luo Guifei was fed poisonous wine, the emperor passed out and passed out. Wu Ya'er shot the poisoned wine with an arrow and Luo Guifei jumped from a high platform. The emperor did not wake up, although he was ordered to be carried back to the palace and guarded by the imperial doctors.
"Your Majesty is awake." Wu Ya'er's voice replied.
The officials turned around and saw Wu Ya'er coming. Just then he followed the emperor back to the palace and stopped Cui Zheng and others from walking together.
Wu Ya'er held a crossbow in his hand, and the soldiers in the palace obviously couldn't stop him from going crazy. Cui Zheng and others did not insist. At this time, after hearing the order, more soldiers came to the palace, and the Haitang Palace was densely packed.
Surround.
Seeing Wu Yaer come out, his weapons tensed together and made a small clashing sound.
Wu Ya'er's expression did not change and he just looked at Cui Zheng.
Cui Zheng's expression changed, becoming solemn and fearless: "I'm going to see Your Majesty."
He stepped forward, Wu Ya'er stretched out his hand to stop him, and Cui Zheng immediately stopped. There was a crashing sound all around, and a layer of soldiers surged forward.
"Mr. Cui, you have already killed Luo Shiqing, and Your Majesty will no longer pursue the case, so why did you force Concubine Luo to death?" Wu Yaer said without hitting anyone with the crossbow in his hand.
Wu Ya'er entered the capital with a sword. He rarely spoke, and everyone's impression was only of a few words about entering the imperial city and asking for rewards. The rest of the time, he either stood beside the emperor or hid at home.
Now he once again broke into the imperial city with weapons, but instead of killing people, he wanted to speak.
It's never scary to talk in this imperial city.
Cui Zheng raised his eyebrows and said: "Luo committed suicide out of fear of crime. He must first settle down inside before going abroad." Then he became a little cold and a little arrogant, "I will explain it to Your Majesty, and it is up to Your Majesty to discuss the crime."
"Forcing a woman to death, what kind of peace is that?" Wu Yaer's mouth sneered, "I haven't seen you praising this woman in the peaceful and prosperous times, so why is she related to her in the catastrophic times?"
"General Wudu, please stop pestering this woman." An official came forward and said urgently.
Wu Ya'er still didn't hit anyone. He looked at the official and said, "At this time, if you don't even spare a woman, how can you talk about caring about the world?"
This reckless man was quite eloquent, and all the officials present couldn't help but step forward.
"General Wu Du, Luo Shiqing is what he is today, all because of Concubine Luo."
"The Luo family confuses the Lord, and the Luo family is domineering."
"Luo Shi and Quanhaimei Lord were deceived."
"Then Ankangshan is what it is today because of Luo's support. Luo has blocked many impeachments."
In front of the palace, people with anger, grief and sighs surrounded Wu Ya'er, who was silent for a moment.
Cui Zheng waved his sleeves to calm down the commotion: "Don't tell him, I will tell your Majesty myself." After saying that, he knocked Wu Ya'er away and walked into the palace.
Wu Ya'er still didn't draw his sword, nor did he stop Cui Zheng.
Other officials rushed up, like spring water hitting rocks, rushing forward in confusion.
Wu Ya'er allowed them to pass him without looking back or catching up to stop them. Soon only the soldiers and generals were left in front of the palace. Seeing Wu Ya'er looking over, the soldiers and generals became even more nervous.
Wu Ya'er lowered his gaze and stepped forward. There were clattering sounds all around him. Without raising his head, he held the crossbow and walked through the soldiers and generals towards the outside of the palace.
It was more tense outside the imperial city than in the imperial city. There was a group of soldiers and horses surrounded by layers of soldiers and horses, but the soldiers and horses with many people were more nervous than the few soldiers and horses surrounded.
"Crow." Seeing Wu Ya'er coming out, Lao Hu jumped off his horse and shouted.
Wu Ya'er glanced around the outside of the palace. There were soldiers he knew and some he didn't know. Regardless of whether he knew them or not, he looked nervous when he saw them.
"Go back." Wu Ya'er said, raising his hand and snapping his fingers.
A big black horse snorting at the edge of the imperial city, intent on finding young grass from the cracks in the bluestone bricks, had to pass through the tense confrontation between soldiers and horses.
Wu Ya'er mounted his horse to urge him on and watched him coming. Without waiting for the general's orders, the soldiers holding swords and guns unconsciously moved out of the way. There were more and more horse hooves. Lao Hu and others followed, and the horse hooves left in a chaotic and rhythmic manner.
The soldiers and horses surrounding the imperial city breathed a sigh of relief, but were also a little at a loss.
What happened?
"What happened to the crow?"
Entering the house, Lao Hu and others asked urgently again.
Wu Ya'er said: "It's okay, Concubine Luo Gui is dead."
Lao Hu and others looked at each other and felt that this was indeed nothing.
"Luo Shiqing was killed, and the Luo family was ransacked." Old Hu said, "Concubine Luo Guifei will definitely not survive."
"Concubine Luo Guifei will not survive, but she will not die now." Wu Ya'er said: "I thought these adults would understand better."
What's the difference between dying now and dying later? The men didn't quite understand, but they didn't ask.
"Crow, are you going to save the imperial concubine?" A man only asked this.
So they hurried to the imperial city alone. They were almost caught off guard. They were afraid that they would suffer some losses if they fought. If they still had to fight, everyone should discuss it now and go out and fuck their mothers.
Wu Ya'er thought for a while: "If I don't save others, people will ultimately save themselves."
This was even more incomprehensible, and the men looked at each other.
Wu Ya'er did not make things difficult for them, and quickly said something that everyone could understand: "Everyone, please go down first. I want to write a letter to my mother."
The men immediately turned around with cheers. Lao Hu winked at everyone to indicate that he was in a bad mood, and then looked back to see that Wu Ya'er had already picked up his pen.
Wu Ya'er quickly called someone in to deliver the letter.
"Would you like to write more?" Lao Hu pinched the envelope lightly.
Wu Ya'er said: "It's a long way to Yizhou, so write less."
It had to be delivered to the fake Mrs. Wu first, and then she could give it to Mrs. Wu after she read it. How could he be in the mood to write so much? Lao Hu expressed his deep understanding and approval, and took the letter and arranged for someone to deliver it immediately.
The horse galloped out of the capital without anyone stopping him.
Now there are only soldiers and horses galloping in the capital, and there will be more in the next few days.
The people in the capital were a little uneasy, especially when they spied on the door of Luo Shi's house on the street. The once gorgeous house had been ruined almost overnight. The blood on the ground seemed to have not dried yet. There were no servants in front of the door and there were no cars coming in and out day and night.
horse.
Luo Shiqing was killed. Are the soldiers and horses in this city also rebels?
Soon, groups of soldiers, horses and armored soldiers gathered brightly outside the city. There were eunuchs holding imperial edicts, Cui Zheng and other officials gathered around, telling the capital and the world that Luo Shiqing had confessed and had been executed, and Luo Guifei committed suicide in fear of the crime.
The traitor has been executed, the emperor is wise, and countless soldiers and horses have sworn outside the capital to immediately attack the traitor Ankang Mountain and swear to defend Daxia.
The people breathed a sigh of relief, the emperor was enlightened, and the world was at peace.
Wu Ya'er's soldiers and horses were not among them. I don't know if they were forgotten by the Ministry of War or if they didn't obey. A group of people just stood in front of the door and watched the soldiers and horses running past excitedly.
"It's like beating a wolf." Lao Hu shrugged and curled his lips, "All it takes is the gongs and drums to beat."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of war drums could be heard in the street. Accompanied by the steady and long horns and the neat steps of soldiers and horses, the whole capital played the marching song.
Lao Hu covered his ears and felt the vibration under his feet.
Cui Zheng didn't feel the noise. He stood on the high city wall and looked down at the endless military formations. His long-term depression disappeared with the noise.
The emperor's crisis must be resolved, and Daxia's crisis must be resolved.
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The palace was quieter than before. Even the maids could no longer be seen. They were all arranged to accompany Concubine Luo.
The eunuchs walked among them. Although the flowers were blooming all around and the spring light was bright, they always felt chilly.
Accompanied by four eunuchs, they carefully walked into Haitang Palace. The curtains in Haitang Palace were fluttering in the wind, as if countless women were dancing, and the white-haired old man sitting in the palace was looming.
"Your Majesty." The eunuchs came forward through the curtains and raised the medicine bowls in their hands. "The slaves will serve you with medicine."
The emperor did not respond. He held his head with one hand and rested the other on the strings of the piano.
He must have fallen asleep again. The eunuchs came forward. One kneeled down holding the bowl, two supported the emperor, and one bent over and gently stroked the emperor's chin with one hand, and picked up the spoon with the other...
"Your Majesty, it's time to take medicine." He said, holding up the emperor's chin with his hand, and the emperor's face appeared in front of him.
Blood slowly flowed out from his eyes, mouth and nose on his old face, like a crawling centipede.
The eunuch screamed and fell backwards, bumping into other eunuchs. The dragon bed suddenly rolled into a ball. The medicine bowl fell and shattered, hitting the poured wine glass on the ground. The remaining bright red juice in the wine glass shook and splashed.