The sun was shining brightly outside the palace, but Wei Zhongxian's heart was filled with gloom.
King Xin, what on earth are you going to do!
He found that since Lu Wenzhao showed up, the situation had changed rapidly in the past two days. Everything he was familiar with was now completely incomprehensible!
Lu Wenzhao transferred the Jinyi Guards from the Twelve Guards, but he couldn't understand.
He couldn't understand even more what Yan Mingtai, the Minister of War, had just reported.
"Mr. Factory, Governor Lu of Jinyiwei is holding your order and wants me to hand over the talisman and seal of the Wucheng Army and Horses Division. He said it was your order... but the Wucheng Army and Horses Division shoulders the important task of guarding the capital, so I have to
Shen, I came here personally to ask the factory manager why he wanted to mobilize troops from five cities?"
These were Yan Mingtai's exact words. After hearing this, Wei Zhongxian became furious on the spot, so frightened that Mr. Yan is still crawling on the ground, trembling all over and unable to control himself.
In fact, Wei Zhongxian's anger was not because of Yan Mingtai, but because he really couldn't understand what the young prince was thinking!
Mobilizing the Jinyi Guards out of the city, and also wanting the military power of the Five Cities Military and Horse Division, is this an act of rebellion?
However, the imperial palace has a large number of forbidden troops, and there are also two battalions of Shenshu and Shenji guarding the capital outside the city. It only takes a moment and a half to immediately return to support the capital. To start an uprising with only the troops of the five armies is nothing more than a dream!
What's more, if we really want to attack the palace, who among the soldiers and horses from the five cities would dare?
With his mere belief in the king, can he let those arrogant and powerful generals follow him to the dark side?
So, what exactly does King Xin want the troops of the five cities to do?
Taking advantage of the meeting at night to ambush Wei Zhongxian?
This is even more impossible!
From the Ministry of War to the Governor's Mansion of the Five Cities, they were all Wei Zhongxian's people, using his people to ambush him? No matter how stupid that young prince was, he would not be stupid enough to do this.
So what exactly is he going to do?
Wei Zhongxian's brain almost exploded thinking about it, and he couldn't figure out what King Xin was going to do.
He had thought about whether Lu Wenzhao was just doing this secretly, but he couldn't think of a reason for Lu Wenzhao to do this, and he didn't think Lu Wenzhao had the courage!
This is related to the destruction of nine tribes. Who in the right mind would do this?
He was just worried about King Xin, otherwise Lu Wenzhao would have been sent to Dongchang Prison.
And if it was really Lu Wenzhao who did it privately, it would be easy to verify the matter, just ask King Xin personally when they meet in the evening.
What reason did Lu Wenzhao have to do this kind of thing that can be exposed quickly?
"The soldiers and horses of the five cities, no one is allowed to step out of the military camp without my personal order! Anyone who disobeys the order will be punished!" Wei Zhongxian shouted sternly, "A high-ranking second-rank official was actually intimidated by a kid with a yellow mouth.
, you are so shameless!"
Yan Mingtai said in a trembling voice: "I am scared, I will obey the factory's order!"
"Go away!" Wei Zhongxian waved his hands impatiently.
After Yan Mingtai went out, Wei Zhongxian said to Wei Ting behind him: "Take the seal of our Director of Ceremonies and inform the Jinwu Guards, Banner Guards, Yulin Guards and other commanders of the Forbidden Army that from now on, the palace defense will be strengthened. When the time of Xu arrives, it will be closed immediately.
Palace gates are not allowed to be opened without authorization, and those who disobey orders will be executed!"
"Yes, foster father!"
Wei Zhongxian rubbed his forehead and added: "Your Majesty, let the little ones have some snacks."
Wei Ting wriggled his lower lip, but couldn't help but said: "Father, you are suspicious..."
Wei Zhongxian waved his hand and said slightly tiredly: "Be careful and you won't make a big mistake!"
After a pause, his eyes suddenly became sharp: "That Lu Wenzhao must not stay! He is using my token today to pretend to be a tiger. Jingzhong and the others may have doubts. Go tell him in person, and take action as soon as Xu Shi arrives! Dongchang!
I will mobilize everyone at his disposal! If someone escapes, I will kill him!"
"Yes, foster father!"
Xinwangfu.
After exchanging pleasantries with Yuzhenzi, King Xin's eyes were cold and he said slowly: "Taoist priest, someone under my command has just rebelled! This person is cunning, cunning and shameless. He thought he had some of my secrets, so he flattered Wei Wei. , he was actually relied upon by that Wei eunuch, and wanted to use this person to murder this king!"
Yuzhenzi frowned and said loudly: "Your Majesty, I hate despicable people who are rebellious! Whatever you want me to do, just tell me!"
"I want you to...kill him!"
A moment later, Shen Lian and others finished their errands and returned to Fusi Yamen in Beizhen to return their orders to He Xie.
At Shen Shi, Ding Baiying took more than a hundred Dingmen disciples and quietly sneaked into the town government office in batches. He Xie immediately sealed the office and did not allow anyone to enter or exit. He also asked all these people to put on the flying fish uniforms of Jinyiwei, including Ding Baiying.
At this time, only He Xie's confidants were left in the yamen. Therefore, no one stood up to oppose such an illegal thing. On the contrary, Lu Jianxing and Pei Lun secretly guessed that Ding Baiying's arrival must have left the capital with the Twelve Guards. Something to do with...
At Youshi, Yu Zhenzi led dozens of Iron Sword disciples out of Prince Xin's Mansion and entered an attic not far from Fusi Yamen in Beizhen.
A man in black who had been following them wrote down the address and quickly arrived at the house of Yan Peiwei, the imperial censor of the Qian capital of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
"Is the Iron Sword Sect really here?" Yan Peiwei was very surprised after receiving the report, and his brows twisted into the Chinese character "Sichuan", "Did you see clearly, they came out of Prince Xin's Mansion?"
"Uncle, I can see it clearly! It's absolutely right!"
Yan Peiwei's son couldn't help but said: "Dad, how about forget it..."
Yan Peiwei stared at him fiercely and said sternly: "What have I taught you? Even if you can't keep your word, can't you even repay your kindness?"
"But, dad..."
"You bastard, shut up!" Yan Peiwei glared and yelled.
He then stood up, bowed his hands respectfully to an old man with gray hair and a boyish face who was sitting upright, and said, "Master Taishan, Lu Wenzhao saved the lives of my son-in-law and his family. I have to repay this kindness! This time, I have to help you." "
The old man closed his eyes and nodded slowly: "It's time for our Golden Sword Sect and Iron Sword Sect to compete."
At two o'clock in the morning, Zhou Tai looked solemn and led a group of guards out of the gate of Prince Xin's Mansion. After carefully checking the left and right sides, he waved back, and then a sedan chair also walked out of the door.
In the sedan chair, King Xin's face was full of anxiety.
At three o'clock in the morning, the middle gate of the east factory opened wide, and hundreds of people gathered around Wei Zhongxian, heading towards Fumanzhai in the west city.
At the same time, Zhao Jingzhong led hundreds of eunuchs and rushed towards Fusi Yamen in Beizhen.
At four o'clock in the morning, the old man from Jindaomen, Yan Peiwei's father-in-law, appeared outside an attic not far from Fusi Yamen in Beizhen.
"Is there anyone inside?" the old man asked the person on the side calmly.
"Yes, Master, they are all inside."
"Then go in!"
At Xu time, not far away in the Fusi Yamen compound in Beizhen, there were hundreds of royal guards with bright armor and cold blades. He Xie, with a knife on his waist and a solemn expression, strode to the stage, faced many of his subordinates, and began the final mobilization.
