Chapter four hundred and eighty seventh dog jumps over the wall
The one sent by Fang Qifu was General Liu Zhongwu, who was very powerful.
After coming out of the palace, Liu Zhongwu and his party did not stay long in Shenglong City.
This place is full of the eyes of the Prince of the East Palace, Li Yanghuan. If he accidentally gets trapped here, he may not be released because of Li Yanghuan's domineering temperament.
"General, that woman is so indecisive. Since we want to support one side, why not find Li Yanghuan?"
Liu Zhongwu tugged on the reins and sighed: "Li Yanghuan is so strong that he doesn't need our support. This woman only has a widow and an emperor husband who is bedridden. Her natal family has no power, so she can be said to be lonely and helpless."
.If she doesn’t want to die in the hands of Li Yanghuan, she can only accept our help, so that she can control them.
If he supports Li Yanghuan, the first thing he will do after coming to power may be to cut off contact with us, or even bite us back."
Liu Zhongwu analyzed it again, but his subordinates were still a little angry: "This woman is not very sharp. She has the knife to her neck, and she is still looking forward and backward. She deserves to be in power for so many years, but she was forced to this point by Li Yanghuan."
"The more incompetent she is, the more control she has, which is not a bad thing. We are here today to give her this way. When she is desperate, she will naturally beg us."
The group of people urged their horses to move quickly. The country of Jiaozhi is very narrow and long near the east coast. They can return to Dali in no time.
Nowadays, more and more Wuman soldiers are rushing to the border, and a 60,000-strong Tibetan army has arrived in Dali.
The people of Jiaozhi, whether it was Li Yanghuan or Queen Lanying, all felt guilty.
After all, they had all been in contact with Gu Beihai and had made plans to invade the Song Dynasty. The increase in troops from the Song Dynasty once made them suspect that they had gotten wind of it and wanted to strike preemptively.
Liu Zhongwu galloped through Jiaozhi territory, secretly taking note of the terrain. He had followed Yang Lin for a long time and knew the young master very well.
Once he started planning a border country, the probability of stopping midway was very small. Whether it was Xixia, Tubo, or Dali, he could win it smoothly.
Yang Shaozai is the kind of person who will resort to thunderous means if he doesn't take action. If he regains Jiaozhi, a fierce battle is inevitable.
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In the city of Hangzhou, people from the Duwei Mansion were running around, trying to capture the heads of wealthy families who were instigating the rebellion.
The first batch of people to be arrested were almost all those who were forced and threatened by the Duwei Mansion to have their subordinates report them.
Zhang Shuye and Yin Muhong had a very clear idea. They wanted to kill a group of people first to establish the prestige of the yamen.
Otherwise, these wealthy families have been entrenched in the south of the Yangtze River for so long, and their influence is so intricate that not many people in Hangzhou dare to stand up and report their bosses.
The red-lacquered door of Gu's Mansion was split open with random knives, and hundreds of people from the Captain's Mansion filed in.
The dead men of the Gu family had already received the order from their master, and fought tooth and nail to guard the front yard to protect their master from escaping.
Gu Beihai is still in Jiaozhi, and Gu Nanshan is already in danger. The gangsters have confiscated many mansions, but this is the first time that they have resisted so fiercely.
"There is definitely something going on in the Gu family. Go and notify Tiji and mobilize troops to besiege them."
Gu Nanshan was protected by a group of dead soldiers and wanted to break out of the siege. The captain's mansion had been killing people, but this was the first time for such a bloody battle.
Fortunately, the predecessors of these people were the intelligence department of the Long Live Battalion. They were all brave and good at fighting. They were all powerful people in the world back then and had rich fighting experience.
Yin Muhong was reading the confession in the government office, when suddenly a bloody fan broke in: "Tiju, the Gu family has rebelled and is fighting with the brothers."
Yin Muhong stood up suddenly and said, "Go to Liu Qi's place quickly... let's go, I'll go there myself."
The fierce resistance of the Gu family exceeded his expectations, and Yin Muhong immediately understood that this wealthy family was probably the leader.
The civil unrest in Hangzhou was originally a counterattack by the gentry, but now it has become a sharp weapon in Yin Muhong's hands.
He wants to take advantage of this civil unrest to uproot the wealthy families with evil intentions. Now is the stage to close the net.
Gu Nanshan had a ghost in his heart. As soon as he saw a large group of people coming to ransack his home, he was about to flee out of the city. The dead soldiers that the clan had cultivated for generations also played a role and blocked the Duwei Mansion for a while.
When Liu Qi arrived with his troops, the nature of the fight immediately changed and it became a one-sided massacre.
This Beijing Forbidden Army is like a killing machine. This kind of fighting like fighting in the rivers and lakes is child's play in their eyes.
A group of people grabbed Gu Nanshan and came to Yin Muhong. At this time, the head of the family was shaking like chaff, and there was a fishy odor between his buttocks.
Yin Muhong frowned and shouted: "Raise your head."
Gu Nanshan's teeth were shaking violently. Yin Muhong became even more suspicious and ordered: "Tear out his hands."
Fans on both sides pulled out his hands. Yin Muhong took a look and cursed: "This person is not Gu Nanshan, he has been fooled! Gu Nanshan is the head of a wealthy family, how could his hands be so rough!"
"Gu Nanshan" plopped down on his knees and said loudly: "My lord, please forgive me, my lord, please forgive me. It was me who asked me to wear these clothes."
The people in the Duwei Mansion were experienced, and an officer immediately said: "It seems that the Gu family probably has some secrets, otherwise he would have no way of escaping."
Yin Muhong looked sinister and said fiercely: "Search for me!"
The gangsters and the imperial army began to search the huge mansion of the Gu family. Yin Muhong lowered his head. Zhang Shuye came after hearing the news outside the gate in the distance.
"How's it going? Did you catch it?"
Yin Muhong raised his head and said: "The Gu family is not that simple. They dare to take risks. It's a pity that they don't know. We are afraid that the matter will not cause a big fuss. If it doesn't cause a big fuss, how can we use the topic to our advantage?"
The two looked at each other and nodded tacitly.
The chaos in the south of the Yangtze River can be solved at one stroke, and there will no longer be any worries.
Inciting the rebellious people to make counter-provocations has already touched the bottom line of the imperial court, let alone raising dead soldiers to fight against the imperial troops.
This is a naked rebellion. All the apparent property of the Gu family will soon be turned into ashes, and the family property accumulated over a hundred years will soon be in vain.
And with this as a starting point, the curtain of a great purge has already begun.
Zhang Shuye's eyes moved and he said to Yin Muhong: "Now Gu Nanshan has escaped, but his accomplices are unknown. In our hurry, we sealed off the whole city and he had no way to pass on the news. So we spread the word and said that Gu Nanshan had taken the
Come on, how could he not come to rescue those dead soldiers in the dark?
We might as well take the opportunity to cut off his wings to prevent him from having too many people at his disposal and causing unnecessary casualties."
Yin Muhong nodded. Zhang Shuye regarded the Gu family as Fang La's second. He was not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. He really couldn't tell how many men he had.