Facing the furious Ying Ping, the eunuch still knelt on the ground. I don't know whether he was tired or frightened. At this time, he didn't want to raise his head for a long time.
"Is there any news outside the palace?" Yingping asked still unwilling to give up.
"Go back to the Holy Spirit... there is no news!" the little eunuch replied tremblingly.
Yingping walked slowly to the chair. After a while of persistence, he collapsed and sat down as if his spine had been removed. He doesn't know the situation outside yet, but it's not difficult to guess that the entire palace at this moment... No! Not to mention the Tai Chi Palace, the entire city of Chang'an may have been turned into a monolith! Back then, the Wang family brothers and sisters worked hard to control the Twelve Guards of the Forbidden Army, and this was their purpose!
Thinking of the dilemma he and his master were facing, Yingping couldn't help but feel helpless. He raised his head slightly and closed his eyes tightly. After sighing for a while, he said feebly——
"You go down... keep an eye on the palace gate for me, and if anything happens, come and report it as soon as possible."
"Yes Yes……"
The little eunuch almost crawled out, which showed that he was also very scared at this time.
"Da Pei!" Seeing the eunuch retreat, Yingping shouted towards the door.
"Here!" Da Pei's figure appeared from outside the door.
"Go and invite my master. I will stay in this palace with my master tonight——"
"yes--"
Master and apprentice are also sleeping together, but tonight there is no such warmth and happiness as in the past. Instead, there is depression and helplessness - only in this way can Wen Junchen's life be saved after the rebels break into the palace.
At this time, Yingping had already prepared for the worst.
In the palace, Wang Yanqing changed his habit of staying in the big study room. Now he was standing in the garden, looking up at the bright moon in the sky, and his heart was actually peaceful.
Cui Ren had just arrived, and the purpose of coming to the palace was naturally to ask him for instructions on how to deal with the situation at the moment. Seeing Cui Ren who was in a dilemma, Wang Yanqing just smiled and replied: Just send troops to guard outside the palace.
Faced with Wang Yanqing's answer, Cui Ren was puzzled and even a little uneasy. Wang Yanqing explained in a leisurely manner: You have repeatedly reminded the Holy One before that it was the Holy One who ignored your advice that caused today's disaster. If the siege of Suzaku is solved in the future, there will definitely be no reason to blame you; secondly, the previous emperor issued an imperial edict that the officers and soldiers of Jingzhao Mansion are not allowed to enter the imperial city even half a step! Besides, the people surrounding the palace are all from well-known families, and their status is very noble. Naturally, there is nothing you can do.
After hearing Wang Yanqing's explanation, Cui Ren suddenly realized and left with peace of mind.
But after Cui Ren left, Wang Yanqing was still a little worried. He secretly sent someone to send a message to Lin and Zhao, warning them that they must work together to understand the siege of the palace as soon as possible! Because even if the twelve guards were guarding the city gate at this time, Shence Camp could not enter Chang'an, but things would change over time. The advantage of this siege was that it caught Yingping off guard - the Queen Mother took away most of the The imperial guards and Ye Changshan were not with Yingping at the moment, and Yingping was definitely at a loss to face the anger of the nobles of the New Tang Dynasty. Moreover, today he arranged for assassins to kill two guards with flying knives. This was tantamount to adding fuel to the fire and pushing these nobles to the edge of the cliff, leaving them with no way to retreat. Therefore, these three days are the key days that determine the development of the situation. Whether the siege of the palace can successfully coerce Yingping to issue an edict and execute Wen Junchen is now! If there is a slight delay, even for a day and a half, until other officials react, all the plots will come to nothing!
In addition to the above content, Wang Yanqing's message also explained two points. First, he should not leave a moment of stagnation in his attacks. He mixed the dead soldiers he had trained previously into the ranks of these nobles in order to increase their strength at the critical moment. The second is to let Lin and Zhao use every means to stimulate Yingping and Wen Junchen. Only when the person who delivered the letter leaves can he feel at ease.
Looking at the bright moon in the sky, he let out a long sigh, and besides being calm, there was an inexplicable trace of sadness in his heart——
"Think of me, the third generation of the Wang family, as ministers of the new Tang Dynasty. Which generation is not dedicated and loyal, and now this situation...I don't want to see it -"
Wang Yanqing whispered to the night sky, as if he was talking to Emperor Tang in the sky, and as if he was talking to himself.
Recalling the time when he saw how his father turned the tide and how loyal he was, he was also very loyal as a young man and vowed to dedicate himself to New Tang Dynasty and dedicate himself to the common people. But now he has to use such means to deal with the man on the dragon throne. Thinking of everything that may happen in the future, how can he not sigh with emotion?
But Wen Junchen's 'knife' was too sharp, and now he was afraid that the 'knife' would pierce his heart if he didn't fight back. He has tried all the methods, but they have all been resolved one by one. This is his last resort, a helpless move, and the last resort. But he has no choice at all, because he, like those nobles, has no way out - if he still doesn't find a way out for himself and everyone in his faction, I'm afraid what he will face is really... Destroyed by heaven and earth!
Early morning on the sixth day.
After a day and night of confrontation, both sides were somewhat tired.
There are only a few dozen Royal Guards here, and the twelve hours of stalemate is too much for these guards, no matter how healthy they are.
And what about these rebellious nobles? Due to their large numbers, they adopt the strategy of taking turns to advance forward. Therefore, although these people are just idlers, their forward momentum and determination have not diminished. Under this determination, their spirits have become more vigorous. .
Lin and Zhao stood behind the crowd, looking at the shaky defense of the imperial guards but still feeling a little anxious. He knew very well that they were committing an act of rebellion. They had relied on the resentment and impulsiveness in their hearts for more than half a year to reach this point. But if they were a little careless - or these nobles began to doubt, fear, or It was the Holy Spirit who had secretly arranged other secret moves - then what they would face might be a disaster. Yesterday, Wang Shaojing secretly sent them a message, telling them that they must speed up the offensive at once. They naturally knew this. I am afraid that at this moment, they are more anxious than anyone else, and they can't wait to force themselves into the emperor's palace now. But unfortunately, these royal guards were too brave and fought tooth and nail to resist. The palace gate was 'narrow', and they had hundreds of people on their side but no room to launch an offensive with all their strength.
After being unable to attack for a long time, Lin and Zhao became increasingly anxious. They stood in front of the palace gate and walked back and forth, stopping from time to time to understand the situation. When they found that the situation had not progressed, they continued to wait.
Suddenly, Zhao Xingwen stopped. He looked at the tall palace gate, and kept recalling the message from the palace yesterday in his mind -
Wang Yanqing's wily guy first told us to hurry up, but now it's obvious that we can't hurry up, so why not start with another sentence? Think of some way to irritate Wenjun and his ministers...can the situation change?
Zhao Xingwen fell into deep thought, what method should be used to stimulate Wen Jun and his ministers? Wen Junchen was the first disciple that Mr. Wen Junchen accepted after opening the door. If it hadn't been for him, they wouldn't have been in such misery in the past six months. There are two purposes for this siege of the palace. The first is to force the Holy One to withdraw his orders and stop enforcing the new laws. The second... is to take advantage of the chaos to get rid of Wen Junchen! This is the consensus reached by all the nobles. Moreover, Wang Yanqing once sent word that he also supported this decision. If the Holy Emperor wants to punish them in the future, hundreds of officials will intercede for them. Because of this, all of them share the same hatred and feel confident.
But it is easier said than done. It is easier said than done to provoke Wen Junchen here to achieve the purpose of making him take the initiative to show his face.
Zhao Xingwen kept banging his head, and the bad water in his stomach surged like a river.
Suddenly, he raised his head suddenly, with a fierce and evil look in his eyes.
Zhao Xingwen pulled Lin Feng's head and whispered a few words in his ear, and then Lin Feng's sleepy eyes gradually filled with excitement.
After some exchanges, Lin Feng looked at Zhao Xingwen with admiration, and Zhao Xingwen's face was full of pride.
Lin Feng gave his good brother a thumbs up and praised: "Wonderful—wonderful! Brother Zhao's plan is very clever! He is really the reincarnation of Marquis Wu!"
"Haha, Brother Lin, thank you!" Zhao Xingwen smiled extremely proudly, how could he be modest at all?
"Well, in this case, I don't believe that the treacherous minister Wen Junchen will not come out!" Lin Feng nodded confidently, then turned around and shouted behind him: "Here comes someone!"
After saying that, a nobleman who was following Lin and Zhao hurriedly ran to Lin Feng to wait for orders.
"Go! You take a few people and rush to the outside of Nancheng -"
Afterwards, Lin Feng arranged the arrangements for the man in detail, then patted the man on the shoulder and motioned for him to go immediately. After receiving the order, the man did not dare to disobey, so he quickly did it without stopping.
In the end, only Lin and Zhao were left standing there, looking at each other proudly and laughing.
…
Yingping leaned on the couch in a daze. He didn't sleep well all night, and he woke up and fell asleep all night long. In the end, he didn't know when he fell asleep.
A slight sound came into his ears and woke up Yingping. Yingping opened his eyes. In a hazy state, he seemed to feel that everything yesterday was a nightmare - a dream that was more real than being in a mysterious realm. .
The eunuch handed over a hot towel, and Yingping picked it up and wiped it casually. When he opened his eyes, he found Wen Junchen sitting aside with his eyes closed.
It was cool in late autumn, and Wen Junchen might have felt a little chilly. At this time, he curled up slightly and crossed his arms on his chest. With half-white hair and flabby skin, Wen Junchen now shows his age.
Yingping couldn't bear it, so he stood up and walked to Wen Junchen.
I don't know if he was sleeping lightly or if he never fell asleep at all. Wen Junchen suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Yingping standing in front of him. He hurriedly stood up.
Yingping held down Wen Junchen's body with one hand, indicating that there was no need to be too formal at this time.
"Master, go to the couch and rest."
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your love. Your Majesty and your ministers are not tired." Looking at Yingping's eyes full of worry, Wen Junchen pretended to smile and said, "When we were at Shanmen, how often did we stay up all night reading?"
Recalling all the things at the mountain gate, Yingping smiled bitterly. The days in the mountains were still comfortable. In addition to studying, he practiced practice. How could it be like today?
"It would be great if the master is still here..." Yingping murmured to himself.
"The teacher has gone far away. He has helped us enough. Now no one can help us..." Wen Junchen heard these words clearly. Thinking of the old man who had been away from him for several years, he became indifferent and spoke in a calm tone. He said firmly: "The only one who can help us is ourselves!"
Those who can save others can only save themselves.
Help yourself? Now that he was truly trapped in the deep palace, with gangsters blocking his way outside, and looking around but with no one to rely on, Yingping couldn't help but feel a little desperate. Thinking of the thieves who almost forced him to a dead end, Yingping suddenly felt ridiculous. He was so ambitious, how could he end up in today's situation?
"That was not my original intention...Why did it end up in this situation today?" Yingping murmured to himself.
Wen Junchen suddenly smiled freely. This smile was fundamentally different from the previous pretense of calmness. It made people feel that this smile was completely from the heart, as if what they were facing now were just trivial annoyances rather than life-threatening matters.
"Which of the great emperors of ancient times did not experience thousands of difficulties and dangers and a life of nine deaths? If not, how could he have achieved great things? How could he have made great contributions to the world and been famous for eternity? In the far distance, Emperor Wuxuan of the Northern Wei Dynasty fought against the northern barbarians. Only then did the stability of the Central Plains exist. Nearby, we have the stability of the Central Plains. I, Emperor Xiangwen of the Tang Dynasty, quelled the rebellion of the six kings, and I, the Tang Dynasty, were able to rejuvenate the country. How could a few dandies let my lord be frustrated?"
But these few words are full of heroic spirit.
Yingping fell into silence as he carefully savored Wen Junchen's words.
Yes, they are nothing more than some desperate rogue parties and a mob. Is this worthy of my Yingping’s frustration? Don't forget how ambitious you are to take Wang Yanqing and the female prime minister as your opponents when you are in power.
"Besides, Your Majesty must not only believe in yourself, but also believe in those who believe in you." Seeing that Yingping's frown was a little lighter than before, Wen Junchen continued.
"oh?"
"The third child, the younger brother, and Yin Xiang and others, etc." Wen Junchen nodded and said, "The trust these people put in you is unconditional."
Yes, how could you forget these people? Although we are not in the same place, we must be of the same mind! Yingping couldn't help but feel that the clouds were clearing, and his heart gradually became brighter at this moment, and his previously depressed spirit was slightly revived.
"Come here!" Yingping raised his voice a little higher and shouted behind him.
"My servant is here!" The eunuch who was attending the bed still stood aside and never left.
"Bring some food here. Master and I need to eat well. If we don't have a full stomach, how can we have the strength to fight those gangsters to the end?"
"yes!"
After listening to Ying Ping's instructions, the eunuch naturally ran out immediately to prepare. After a while, the hot food was served.
"Master, please—"
"Thank you, Your Majesty"
The two of them were both king and minister, teacher and disciple, and their etiquette was never forgotten.
