Bianzhou.
Inside the Tabaidu military camp.
Li Xingyun was dressed in black, with a red armor and copper ring mask on his face. He followed several of Li Si'an's soldiers and slowly walked into Li Si'an's tent.
"General Li, are you okay?" As soon as he approached the tent, Li Xingyun greeted Li Si'an.
Li Si'an had just tidied up his appearance at this moment. He saluted Li Xingyun in front of him and said, "Has Master Fengdu seen a humble position somewhere?"
"I just arrived in Bianzhou not long ago. Although I have seen General Li in the dark, General Li has not seen me." Li Xingyun's deep voice resounded in the camp, and he continued: "Today, since General Li has chosen When you see me, you must have made a decision in your heart, so I won’t say more about lobbying.”
Li Sian's heart trembled when he heard this.
"May I ask Lord Fengdu, where is the emperor..." Upon hearing this, Li Si'an quickly bowed his hands to Li Xingyun in front of him and asked respectfully.
"The emperor was injured by Zhu Yougui and has died.
Now that Zhu Youzhen is leading the troops outside, His Highness the Second Highness has decided not to announce the funeral secretly in order to prevent further trouble. However, the situation in the court is treacherous, and the help of good ministers like Mr. Li is still needed. "Li Xingyun stood in the tent, looked at Li Si'an in front of him, and said.
"What!" Li Si'an was shocked when he heard this. At this moment, he was thinking a lot.
But now Fengdu is right in front of him, and the Xuanming Cult has surrounded the entire camp. There is a change in the court, and he is afraid that he has no choice.
"Everything is entirely up to Master Fengdu." Li Si'an bowed his hands to Li Xingyun in front of him.
There was a change in the imperial court, and Fengdu was within easy reach. It could be said that the enemy was exhausted, and he had no choice.
"Well, why is Mr. Li such a good minister not going to Bianzhou, but living in this military camp and suffering?" Suddenly, Li Xingyun changed the subject and said: "According to His Highness, after today, Mr. Li should also change his position. It’s a mansion.”
"Your Majesty, Li Sian, thank you, Your Highness, no, the new emperor's grace, long live my emperor..."
…
At this moment, in Bianzhou City.
A certain mansion.
This mansion is magnificent, majestic and magnificent, with carved beams and painted pillars and gorgeous decorations, demonstrating the authority and status of Daliang officials. The architectural layout of the mansion is divided into three courtyards: front, middle and back. The layout is rigorous, neat and orderly, and the front and rear landscapes echo each other. Flowers, plants and trees are often planted in the courtyard, which is decorated with antique stone carvings and antique furniture, making it even more simple and elegant.
There are countless servants and women in the mansion, but it is a pity that the mansion is now full of Xuanming Cult members who are guarding... well, bad people.
At this moment, another group of uninvited guests broke into the mansion.
Yang Yan was seen naked to the waist, holding two sickles, with arrogance billowing from the sickles, and broke into the mansion with a group of Xuanming cult members and Liang Guo soldiers.
"Master Yang." Among the group of people who were being guarded by a group of Xuanming Cult members, the leader looked at Yang Yan who brought people in as if he had seen a savior, and said in surprise.
“Master Yang, please save us.
These, these things broke into my mansion without any explanation and took us into custody. After all, I, Zhao Yan, am also the Wei Qing and the Prince Consort of Daliang, and the Emperor's Consort. How could I suffer such humiliation! "Zhao Yan looked at Yang Yan in front of him and said eagerly.
As Zhu Wen's son-in-law, why had he ever suffered such humiliation? A group of Xuanming cult members broke into the backyard and took a look.
The most important thing is that he and Yang Yan are both members of the King Jun Party, and he believes that Yang Yan will definitely not ignore him.
"Master Zhao, I'm sorry, I am now the servant of His Highness the Second Highness." Yang Yan responded to Zhao Yan's call with a cold expression and had no intention of being polite to him.
"What, what did you say!?" Zhao Yan was shocked when he heard this. The amount of information in this sentence was too much.
"Did you lead His Highness's people here?" Zhao Yan looked at Yang Yan in front of him and gritted his teeth with hatred.
"Zhu Yougui committed regicide. According to the order of His Second Highness, I will strangle Zhu Yougui for rebelling against the party. Someone..." After saying this, Yang Yan raised the sickle in his hand with arrogance rolling on it and pointed it at Zhao Yan: "Kill!"
A group of bad guys and Liang soldiers raised their butcher knives and swung them at everyone in Zhao Yan's house.
…
At the same time, this scene also happened in other places.
Yuan Xiangxian's residence.
Yang Miao held a trident, stepped on a corpse, and watched the villains and Liang Guo sergeants in front of him wearing the costumes of the Xuanming Cult were massacred.
The corpse he trampled on was none other than Zhu Wen's nephew, General Yuan Xiangxian of Daliang's right guard.
…
Bianzhou.
In a certain mansion.
Po Meng held a coiled dragon staff in her hand. Beside her, two delinquents dressed in the costumes of Xuanming Cult were pressing down on an official in official robes, and together they were admiring the feast of killing in front of them.
"Meng Po! Meng Po! Ah!!!" The official looked up to the sky and screamed, but he couldn't stop the two strong Xuan Ming followers at all.
"I'm not convinced, I'm not convinced, Po Meng, you villain, I won't let you go!
I want to see the emperor, I want to see the emperor!
I have shed blood for Daliang, and I have made contributions for Daliang! "The official shouted hoarsely. Looking at the family members who were slaughtered in front of him, he was furious and hated Po Meng deeply.
"When Lord Li planned to kill more than thirty loyal officials of our Tang Dynasty during Wuzishuo in June of the second year of God's Blessing, why didn't I feel the same as Lord Li does today?
It's just a cycle of cause and effect, and retribution is unpleasant. In my opinion, Mr. Li should laugh, so what's the point of hatred? "Mother Meng turned her head and looked at Li Zhen, who had a distorted face at the moment, and said.
Li Zhen's eyes may be wide open, the expression on his face may be distorted, his lips may be pursed tightly, and he may make unclear sounds such as roaring from his throat. His body was shaking violently, his fingers clenched into fists, and his eyes were red as he looked at the tragic scene in front of him.
But even if he broke his arm, he couldn't help the two Xuan Ming cultists behind him.
"You, beast, who are you!" Li Zhen looked at Po Meng, who was standing tall beside him, looking down at him, and asked.
The two Xuanming cultists who were pressing him down pressed him hard, pressing his face against the ground and rubbing it.
"The person who killed you today is the bad man Shi Yao." Meng Po said this, lowered her head slightly, and said softly to Li Zhen: "Master Li, get on the road, you will soon be with Zhu Wen and Zhu Yougui under the underworld. Alright, when the time comes, wouldn't it be wonderful for you to have the friendship of a monarch and a minister?
Don't worry, Zhu Youwen, Zhu Youzhen and others will go down to accompany you soon. "
"Hateful! Even if I were a ghost, I would never let you go!" Li Zhen roared at the top of his lungs.
He never dreamed that as a powerful person in the Liang Dynasty, he would be where he is today.
Po Meng signaled the two delinquents to step back, then he raised his hand and swung the dragon coiling staff and smashed it down hard.
In an instant, the entire world turned black and red, and no inappropriate images could be seen clearly.
Asking for a monthly ticket.
(End of chapter)
