Li Mingzhi received Jiang Qiulu's order and immediately went to inform all civil and military officials.
It is said that Prince Jiang is the late emperor's younger brother.
The orthodox royal bloodline is very different from King Yong.
Moreover, Prince Jiang, who has a sharp eye, has long seen the clues of King Yong.
When I was in Kyoto, I was always on guard.
But the war broke out in the north, and Prince Jiang was not in the palace.
This made King Yong, who had lost his constraints, become bolder.
At this time, in Prince Yong’s Mansion.
A figure quickly climbed over the ten-foot-high wall and entered the mansion.
"Your Majesty!"
Hearing the sound, King Yong turned around quickly.
"Qingzhi, you are finally back."
Lin Qingzhi looked a little embarrassed, with endless anger in his eyes.
"My lord, a mysterious team suddenly appeared that day."
"Causing the plan to fail."
"My subordinates have to go into hiding temporarily."
King Yong frowned.
"According to normal circumstances, Jin Yiwei should not appear at this time." King Yong muttered to himself.
"Your Majesty, judging from their clothes, they are not the Jinyi Guards of Zhenfu Division." Lin Qingzhi reminded.
Hearing this, King Yong was shocked.
"Could it be that he still has secret power?" King Yong suddenly felt confused.
"This subordinate is not sure, but I can make a conclusion."
"These people at least do not belong to the Zhenfu Division." Lin Qingzhi said.
King Yong nodded.
"I see."
"By the way, Your Majesty, there is one more thing."
"While my subordinates were hiding, I heard that Prince Jiang will return to Beijing tomorrow."
Lin Qingzhi looked in disbelief at the news.
"What did you say?!"
"This news is indeed true and not false at all." Lin Qingzhi assured King Yong.
"This old immortal is not leading troops in the north, so why did he come back?" King Yong said angrily.
"Qingzhi, please don't appear in the public eye during this period."
"You should find another place to hide."
King Yong thought for a moment, and then continued to speak.
"Just go to Qinglong City."
"The Black Dragon Legion is also over there. You might as well go and assist Commander Zhong."
"If you don't hear from me, don't come back!"
"promise!"
After chatting for a few words, Lin Qingzhi packed up his things and quickly headed to Qinglong City.
…
Yaohua Palace.
Xiaorou opened the door and took a look outside.
Seeing the royal guards outside the door still standing there, they immediately retreated.
"Mother, it's been several days."
"The guards outside the door still haven't left."
"Is it true that Your Majesty will keep your empress imprisoned here forever?" Xiaorou came to the house and said to Concubine Rong.
"No." Concubine Rong said firmly.
"Father will definitely think of a way to remove the Jin Yiwei."
"He wants to put me under house arrest here for a long time, but he doesn't have the ability."
"Your Majesty, there have been some changes in the harem these days."
"Some of the talented concubines have already made some vague plans to make good friends with the virtuous concubines."
"If this continues, the situation will be a little unfavorable for us." Xiaorou said worriedly.
In the harem, just like the court, there were intrigues.
Sometimes, it is even more cruel than the court.
"no need to worry."
"As long as I leave this place, Concubine De will have nothing to fear."
"She is not qualified enough to challenge me," Concubine Rong said disdainfully.
In Concubine Rong's eyes, Concubine De was still the weak woman who allowed others to bully her.
Little did they know that Concubine De was also from Jiang Qiulu's camp and was present in this palace battle.
"Xiaorou, come here."
Xiaorou immediately stepped forward and bent down.
Then Concubine Rong whispered a few words in Xiaorou's ear, and Xiaorou's eyes suddenly lit up.
"promise!"
"Slave, let's do it now!"
Immediately afterwards, Xiaorou walked out of the hall and walked out the door.
…
The next day, all civil and military officials stood neatly outside the main hall door in accordance with Jiang Qiulu's order.
Welcome the arrival of Prince Jiang.
After a while, there was a sound of horse hooves in the distance.
A team of people appeared in everyone's sight.
Jiang Qiulu, dressed in a gold-plated dragon robe, stood at the front of the civil and military officials.
Hundreds of Jin Yiwei, wearing flying fish uniforms and hanging embroidered spring knives on their waists, were standing in front of the city gate, guarding the surroundings.
Prince Jiang and his troops are getting closer.
Still a hundred meters away from Jiang Qiulu, an older man dismounted from his horse.
Then he trotted towards Jiang Qiulu in a hurry.
"Veteran Jiang Beiming, see your Majesty!"
Then he knelt down and bowed down to Jiang Qiulu.
Jiang Qiulu immediately stepped forward and helped Prince Jiang up.
"Uncle Emperor, get down quickly."
"Uncle Emperor, it's hard work leading the troops on the northern frontline," Jiang Qiulu said.
At this time, Jiang Beiming saw Jiang Qiulu.
After changing from his usual silly state, I couldn't help but feel surprised and happy, with tears in my eyes.
"Your Majesty, you..." Jiang Beiming was so excited that he didn't know what to say.
Jiang Qiulu just looked at Jiang Beiming with a smile.
The uncle and nephew looked at each other and smiled, nothing needed to be said.
"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty."
"It is the responsibility of the veteran to protect the Great Xia Dynasty."
The two chatted for a while and then walked into the palace.
"Meet the prince."
"The prince is a thousand years old, a thousand years old!"
All ministers saluted Prince Jiang.
This kind of scene is so grand.
Although all ministers are in different camps.
But when facing Prince Jiang, he respects him from the bottom of his heart.
The marshal of a country and the patron saint of the Great Xia Dynasty.
Who dares to disrespect it?
But there are exceptions to everything.
For example, a certain king with a different surname.
King Yong claimed that he had caught a cold and could not go out.
So today to welcome Prince Jiang back to Beijing, Prince Yong was not present.
But all the ministers knew it well.
The two princes dislike each other.
I wish the other party would die in front of me.
King Yong was not present, which was reasonable.
Jiang Qiulu accompanied the prince and returned to the palace together.
On the way, some Jin Yiwei who were patrolling saw Jiang Qiulu and the others.
They all came forward to salute.
"Your Majesty, are these people your guards?"
Jiang Beiming has been fighting on the front line all year round, and his eyes are very sophisticated.
The specialness of these guards can be seen at a glance.
Whether it is the equipment he wears or the way he looks and behaves, he is different from ordinary guards.
"Exactly."
"Rather, it's my power."
Jiang Beiming was a little shocked when he heard that Jiang Qiulu had his own power.
Before Jiang Beiming could recover from the shock, Jiang Qiulu spoke.
"Uncle Emperor, I will take you to a place."
After that, Jiang Qiulu led Jiang Beiming to the gate of Zhenfusi.
"Your Majesty, what is this place?"
Looking at the heavily guarded Zhenfu Division, Jiang Beiming asked.
"This place is the office of all Jin Yiwei."
"It's called Zhenfu Division." Jiang Qiulu replied.
"Jinyiwei?"
"Are they the names of the noon gate and the guards in the city?"
"Exactly!"
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Qiulu continued to lead Jiang Beiming forward and entered the Zhenfu Division.
