Chapter seven hundred and seventy seventh living people become dumplings
The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty of the Puppet Yan Kingdom were in panic and were on pins and needles. Since they had lost the battle, they decided to withdraw from Luoyang and retreat to Yecheng, or they could retreat directly to Fanyang.
But no one dared to tell An Lushan the bad news, because Fatty An had a severe attack of illness and his temperament became more violent. The weapon at hand had changed from a cocoon belt to a whip soaked in water. His skin and flesh were all torn apart. Didn’t you see that the little eunuch Li Zhuer beside him was already covered in bruises?
After discussion, Yan Zhuang and Gao Shang, as well as the eldest son An Qingxu, decided that whoever lost the battle would decide for themselves. Don't drag everyone down at this time.
Cui Qianyou can be regarded as a tough man, risking injury to see An Lushan. When he walked to the stairs leading to the second floor of Guangda Building, the eunuch Li Zhuer, whose face was already bruised, laughed sarcastically. Said: "General Cui doesn't know how to wear thicker clothes. I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand the whip when it hits you later."
Cui Qianyou directly ignored the eunuch and walked slowly to the main hall on the second floor with his head held high. Li Zhuer snorted angrily behind him and then shouted in a conspiratorial voice: "General Cui Qianyou has an audience!"
An Lushan was wearing a yellow midfielder, sitting on the couch with his hands on his knees, staring with big white eyes and saying nothing.
Cui Qianyou knelt down in front of him and knelt with his head on the ground: "The last general is incompetent and was defeated by Li Siye. Please punish him."
Fatty An snorted, and the scars on his body caused him to tremble uncontrollably. He tapped his teeth and said: "This is my fault. I did it knowingly that I couldn't do it, and I ruined the lives of the soldiers in vain. Go down and call them. Come up and discuss moving the capital to Yecheng."
Cui Qianyou kowtowed again: "Thank you for your irresponsible kindness, Your Majesty."
He stood up and walked backwards slowly out of the hall. Li Zhuer stood by and opened his mouth in shock. He couldn't believe the strange phenomenon that just happened. What kind of special ability does this Cui Qianyou have that can make An Lushan like this? Let him go.
An Lushan has been like a madman these days. If anything goes wrong, not only Li Zhuer, but also Yan Zhuang Gaoshang and other close officials will be whipped by him. Even his biological son An Qingxu will sometimes be whipped by the whip. Howling.
The advisers and generals were all standing outside Guangda Building. They were all shocked when they saw Cui Qianyou walking out safe and sound, and hurriedly gathered around to ask about the situation.
General Cui seemed to have walked away from the kingdom of heaven. He said with a detached expression: "Your Majesty will let you in to discuss the matter of moving the capital."
"It seems that His Majesty has changed his gender. Let's go in."
Not long after these people entered, the hall above Guangda Tower already sounded the screams of people running back and forth. Cui Qianyou turned around and looked at the cornices and beams of Guangda Tower in the distance, with a faint sneer overflowing from the corner of his mouth.
…
The problems An Qingxu faced were not just the whippings from An Lushan, but he could endure them all. Looking at the old guy's condition, he only had to endure it for another half a year, and he would definitely go to the West.
But An Lushan had a concubine whose appearance was not that outstanding, but her voice was the most alluring. It sounded lingering and soft, and she could be called a top voice actor, especially the sound of her crying when she was whipped by An Lushan. He couldn't bear to be whipped a second time.
This prodigal son gave birth to a son named An Qingen. Now both mother and son are favored, which puts his life and status in danger.
He interacted privately with Yan Zhuang every day, and the relationship between the two was extremely close. An Qingxu often expressed his frustrations to Yan Zhuang, and Yan Zhuang also suffered from An Lushan's whipping.
The violent man finally made up his mind to kill An Lushan no matter what.
Naturally, Yan Zhuang had a small calculation in his heart. An Qingxu was far less intelligent than his eldest son An Qingzong, who was cut in half in Chang'an, and his behavior was not on the stage. He could easily be manipulated. As long as he supported An Qingxu to ascend the throne, Yan Zhuang would definitely be powerful.
Dominate.
The only question now is whether to kill them when they retreat to Yecheng, or to kill them now. But the situation is so dangerous now, and the Tang army has already approached the outskirts of Luoyang. If it causes turmoil, the losses may not be worth the gains.
The two finally decided to kill An Lushan first, and then take the body to Yecheng. They said that the old emperor was seriously ill due to a bumpy journey, so they issued an edict to pass the throne to An Qingxu, and finally buried him somewhere casually.
The best person to carry out this task is Li Zhuer, because An Lushan has tortured the eunuch to the point of being whipped every day. If he can get out of the sea of suffering as soon as possible, why not do it.
The two of them invited Li Zhuer to them, threatening and tempting them at the same time: "Look at the scars all over your body. If you don't do something serious, you will be beaten to death sooner or later."
Li Zhuer knelt down on the ground and cried: "Regicide is a serious crime of beheading."
Yan Zhuang handed a knife to his hand and said: "Now that he is violent and ruthless, who dares to approach Guangda Tower? Only the three of us know about this matter. As long as you kill him, not only will you not be guilty, but you will also be with His Highness."
If you have the power to follow the dragon, go quickly!"
The three of them each entered the Guangda Building with a sharp knife in hand, and stood at the bottom of the stairs with uneasiness. The sound of a woman crying and the sound of a whip could be heard from upstairs, and it seemed that the man had started beating people again.
Yan Zhuang forced Li Zhuer to go up the stairs with his eyes. At this time, two or three palace maidens ran to the stairs crying. When they saw the knife in Li Zhuer's hand and the fierce eyes, they were frightened and stunned.
Li Zhuer's lips trembled and he scolded: "Get back quickly!"
The women ran down the edge of the railing, but were stopped by Yan Zhuang and An Qingxu who were guarding the stairs. They stabbed them to death one by one in the hall and moved their bodies elsewhere. This small situation could not affect their great cause.
Li Zhuer came to the second floor, took off his Liuhe boots, and tiptoed on the carpet towards the couch at the end. An Lushan was lying on the couch, panting tiredly, holding his belly with his hands, when he heard
Li Zhuer's breathing became heavier and heavier, and he turned around and cursed: "You stupid pig, you just ran over there!"
Li Zhu'er became so cruel that he ran over and stabbed An Lushan's belly several times. The stomach was broken like a river bursting its embankment, and his intestines and blood flowed out.
An Lushan screamed and reached out to grab the gauze pillar next to the bed, shook it, and shouted: "It must be the stupid pig slave who killed me! I should be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts!"
Li Zhuer, who had been tortured by his whipping for a long time, became more and more fierce. He held the knife in both hands and stabbed him back and forth more than a dozen times. An Lushan screamed several times and finally died.
An Qingxu and Yan Zhuang ran in when they heard the sound and saw the horror of the scene. An Qingxu cursed angrily: "I just asked you to kill him, who told you to dismember him?"
Yan Zhuang waved his hand: "Forget it, in this situation, we can only clean up the blood stains first, wrap his belly with absorbent linen, and then put it into the chariot. No one can get close except our close confidants."
!"
The whole process was naturally as simple as loading an elephant into a refrigerator. They wrapped An Lushan's belly layer after layer with fine linen, with blood constantly seeping out from it, and finally wrapped it into the shape of a rice dumpling. At first, he was three
When he was baptized in the palace in his teens, Yang Yuhuan also wrapped him in the shape of a rice dumpling. What an amazing coincidence in history.
An Qingxu summoned his own bodyguards, and it took sixteen people to lift him down the stairs, stuff him into a large car, and then escort the motorcade to escape outside the palace.
Gao Shang hurriedly led a team of people into the palace. When he saw Yan Zhuang, he complained angrily: "I asked you to escort the Holy Emperor out of the palace early, why are you taking so long? Hurry up! Hurry up! The big ship is already waiting by the Tianjin Bridge.
Got it!"
The concubines and concubines in the palace also ran after the car, each carrying heavy packages in their hands. Even though An Lushan had been emperor for less than two years, he had collected many beauties from Hebei to Luoyang, and now they seemed to have no roots.
I don't even know why I want to follow the convoy.
An Qingxu was really disgusted with the palace people and ordered the soldiers to whip their whips to drive them away. Some even drew horizontal swords and chopped them. The woman's screams actually caused the horses to twitch and neigh, and the four horses pulled in different directions. One woman was killed
She fell to the ground, the wheels ran over her body, her bones cracked and the body of the car tilted. A big ball wrapped in various silks rolled out of the carriage and rolled to the corridor of Miyagi City.
An Qingxu screamed in surprise, but at this time An Shouzhong and Yin Ziqi had arrived with the Yiluohe guards, and he quickly shut his mouth in horror. At this time, he could not say anything. Once it was known that An Lushan had
He is a dead man. Who knows what will happen in this chaotic escape journey. It is not impossible that someone may even take advantage of the chaos to seize power, but he does not dare to take such a big risk.
What followed was all kinds of chaos. The soldiers drove or pushed the maids out of the Ziwei Palace, and finally boarded the boat on the Luo River in front of the palace. The whole process was chaotic and chaotic.
A certain soldier took the opportunity to execute the concubine on the spot, but no one cared. An Qingxu had no chance to go back and retrieve the big silk ball until he boarded the ship and left the shore.
Yan Zhuang stood on the board of the boat and wiped his sweat thankfully, and said to An Qingxu beside him: "Ye City is easy to defend but difficult to attack. Your Highness, we will take the boat first. After entering the city, we will announce his accession to the throne immediately. We will announce him after the situation stabilizes."
If the news of his death lets the Tang army know that we are leaderless, they will definitely send a large army to attack, and then you and I will be finished."
An Qingxu couldn't help but sway his legs and stammered: "I, we, seem to have thrown him into the imperial city."
"What!" Yan Zhuang's eyes widened in fright. His only thought at the moment was, should I surrender to the Tang army in order to gain a chance of survival? If I follow An Qingxu, I will end up in a place of death.