Miao Changqi frowned and thought deeply, and gradually showed an uneasy look.
For a moment, Miao Changqi also stood up and said: "You are right. Wang Huazhen is also a member of my Donglin team. He must be rescued, and the news must be notified as soon as possible! We must get ahead of the court!"
"That's why it's no longer convenient for you to walk around the capital. I'll take care of this matter. We'll change places to break into the city tomorrow morning. The capital is so big that it's not difficult to find a few powerful dead men, but it's hard to guarantee that there will be mistakes. If it doesn't work, , I’ll think of other ways tomorrow morning.”
After Miao Changqi said this, he suddenly slammed his hand on the table: "How did things get to this point?"
"Wan Sheng also learned about this matter from an informant in the palace. The details are not clear. I only know that it was Fang Congzhe who protected Xiong Tingbi, and because of this, he and Liu Gelao had a dispute. He also said in front of His Majesty that Wei Yingjia and others were He formed a clique for personal gain, so Wei Yingjia and others were sent to prison, and now Mr. Liu Ge has been traced to his head!"
Fan Yuqing replied seriously.
Miao Changqi was quite surprised after hearing this: "Why is this? Why does the emperor trust Fang Congzhe so much, and why does Fang Congzhe protect Xiong Tingbi so much!"
Miao Changqi became more and more puzzled.
"Wan Sheng doesn't understand, but it's obvious that Xiong Tingbi is not that easy to defeat."
Fan Yuqing replied.
Miao Changqi gradually revealed a cruel look in his eyes: "If this is really the case, you might as well use some extraordinary means, such as assassination or something!"
Fan Yuqing's eyes widened immediately after hearing this: "This, is this too bold? Once found out, it will be a serious crime."
Miao Changqi's lips curled up slightly: "Of course we can't be so straightforward about this matter."
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"Your Majesty, I wonder why you summoned the old minister alone?"
Fang Congzhe carefully asked Zhu Youxiaolai on the platform.
Zhu Youxiao suddenly asked: "Yuanfu, you are more experienced than me. What do you think they will do once they find out that Xiong Tingbi cannot be impeached?"
Fang Congzhe couldn't help being surprised after hearing this, and thought to himself: "His Majesty has indeed been determined to keep Xiong Tingbi for a long time!"
Then, Fang Congzhe said: "Your Majesty, from my perspective, there is no guarantee that they will not go to extremes and assassinate the minister. However, please rest assured, Your Majesty, Xiong Tingbi is also an extraordinary person, and he will not be easily fooled by villains." Assassination, and they may not be so bold, after all, once they are investigated and punished, it will be a serious crime of murdering courtiers and tantamount to rebellion!"
"Many people want Xiong Tingbi to be removed from his position in the Liaodong economic strategy, but you want to protect him. I know you are loyal, but being loyal to me may not necessarily make the world like you. Is Yan Song loyal or not? Zhang Juzheng is loyal or not. Loyal, but look at what happened to them, and the truly unfaithful ones, who were obedient to the emperor on the surface but secretly annexed the land at home like Xu's generation, died well, so I know what's inside If there is any danger in the future, if you encounter it, don’t be afraid, I’m here!”
Zhu Youxiao started talking.
Fang Congzhe also understood what Zhu Youxiao meant, and tears filled his eyes for a moment: "Old minister, thank you for your concern! However, your majesty, please rest assured, I am not afraid!"
"That's very good. I will arrange for someone to protect your safety in secret."
After Zhu Youxiao said that, he said, "Just step back."
"yes!"
Fang Congzhe retreated after replying.
The next day.
When the red sun gradually appeared in the snow-covered capital, when the Jin Yiwei guarding You'an Gate opened You'an Gate, a sudden gunshot was heard.
A guard in brocade clothes who opened the city gate fell to the ground.
The other Jinyi Guard Tiqi were all shocked by this.
"If you are brave, rush over with me and kill the person who fired the gun. He must be the person who broke into the city gate again! Liu Baihu, you send off the flare!"
As Wu Mengming said that, he immediately ran towards the place where the white smoke was coming out, completely ignoring that there was probably more than one person holding a firecracker.
A few of the other Jin Yiwei also ran over.
"What are you going to do? Be careful of being beaten to death!"
Nie Tingwei hurriedly grabbed Wei Yong, the small flag officer of the Jin Yiwei who was about to follow him.
"I'm short of money. You don't know that my son is getting married now. He's dead and has a hundred taels of silver. He's also injured for fifty taels. When the time comes, I'll have enough money to marry him. If he's not dead, he can make a fortune. !”
With that said, Wei Yong rushed over.
After hearing what Wei Yong said, Nie Tingwei felt that it would be worthwhile to rush over. When he thought that his son had not yet married a wife, he gritted his teeth and stood up: "I'll go too!"
Because a Jin Yiwei had just been killed yesterday and received a fine of one hundred taels of silver, so there were quite a few Jin Yiwei who came with Wu Mengming.
At this time, Nie Tingwei and Wei Yong, two junior officers in imperial robes, rushed over.
A small favor given casually by Zhu Youxiao inadvertently improved Jin Yiwei's fighting will.
For a moment, the warriors who were hiding in the dark did not expect that there would be so many Jin Yiwei rushing over. For a moment, they were even a little unsure about holding the firecrackers, so the few shots they fired failed to hit anyone's vital points.
But at this time, the Jin Yiwei had already rushed over and started to fight back with crossbows and three-eyed muskets, forcing these dead soldiers hiding in the dark to rush out and engage in close combat with the Jin Yiwei.
"Damn it, I thought that the Jin Yiwei of You'anmen would relax their vigilance because of yesterday's incident, so they continued to choose to break into You'anmen, but I didn't expect that although these people relaxed their vigilance, they are not afraid of the lead in my hand!"
A leader of the dead soldiers named Pu Chuanluo secretly spat at this, then stood up with a mace in his hand and shouted: "Come out of here! Kill these imperial guards and get out of the city as soon as possible!"
Then, the rapid sound of horse hoofbeats was heard, and a group of dead soldiers who were not known to be harboring them swarmed towards Wu Mengming and the imperial guards.
For a time, Jin Yiwei suffered many casualties as a result.
Wu Mengming also saw a big man who appeared in front of him who was trespassing on the city. He looked as strong as an iron tower, and for a moment he became timid instinctively.
At this moment, he also noticed an arrow flying towards the corner of his eye.
Wu Mengming subconsciously hid and saw that the big man had already ridden his horse and used heavy arrows to kill the Jin Yiwei like him, and hit one of the Jin Yiwei on the spot.
Wu Mengming was shocked when he saw this. He had to admit that today's wave of intruders was more powerful.
"ah!"
A scream came.
Wu Mengming looked back and saw a young man in white robes holding a bow and arrows at him, while the big man in front of him who had just been holding a heavy bow and shooting heavy arrows fell to the ground.
This young man in white robe is Ma Xianglin who came to Beijing with Qin Liangyu and others on orders.
Ma Xianglin also didn't expect that he would see the Jin Yiwei fighting with a group of people as soon as he entered You'anmen. Seeing that the Jin Yiwei was in a weak position, he came to help.
When Pu Chuanluo saw that one of his dead soldiers fell to the ground after being hit by an arrow, he couldn't help but become furious and charged directly at Ma Xianglin with a mace.
As a result, a group of soldiers with white poles stood up directly from behind Ma Xianglin, holding the white poles in an imposing manner, waiting for him to hit their white poles.
