Chao Han was anxious, but he could only agree reluctantly.
When you get into the woods, you can still hear Cen Jun's weird reminder.
"Chao Han, people have to learn to understand current affairs. You are a small sixth-grade school official, don't try to imitate others and want to shake a big tree. You have family members and nine tribes, don't take risks easily , from now on, be smarter."
After hearing this, Chao Han wanted to fight back.
But... one level of official seniority would kill anyone, and the other party's official was more than one level senior to him, including Wu Yangui at the top.
What happened tonight seems to be aimed at Eunuch Su.
Eunuch Su is obviously becoming more and more annoying to some people.
But Eunuch Su is the person that Master Di wants to protect. What should we do?
Chao Han was so anxious that he wanted to kill Cen Jun before he spoke.
But as soon as his hand quietly touched the handle of the knife, he heard the sound of two more Jinwu guards approaching.
Chao Han had no choice but to put down his hands in despair and relieve himself honestly.
I was sighing in my heart: I'm sorry, Eunuch Su, I'm sorry, Mr. Di, I'm useless...
And just when I kept thinking about it in my heart, suddenly, under the heavy night sky and the dark curtain, a very dazzling firework jumped into the sky.
The golden fireworks, with a stream of dazzling sparks, rose into the sky at an extremely fast speed and exploded.
"who is it?!"
Wu Yangui was not blind. As soon as he saw the fireworks, he immediately drew out his saber, pointed around and ordered: "Search!"
The fireworks were definitely not far away from them, and they must have been rushing to notify someone.
Wu Yangui knew that although he had been the commander of Zuojinwu Guard for some years, there were not many people who truly relied on him.
So Wu Yangui believed that this firework was definitely a "traitor" in Zuo Jinwu's guard.
Then he continued to give the order: "Strictly guard all the gates of the palace and do not allow anyone to enter the palace!"
At this time, there was still music playing in the bedroom of the old palace.
The newly promoted face-shou, who is good at music, sounds like the old palace is relaxing and relaxing.
Following Wu Yangui's order, the palace walls became tense.
In front of the palace gate closest to Xicheng District, Bing A was still giving instructions to Bing B. "Cheer up. If you doze off now, it's easy to fall asleep forever."
Bing Yi yawned, suppressing his sleepiness and said: "Where did Commander Wu Da make this trouble?"
"The ghost knows, God poked it." Bingjia replied, and also yawned.
Yawning is really contagious, and several other soldiers also yawned.
After one person finished the fight, he answered: "Anyway, just don't let anyone enter the palace tonight. I guess it's inside..."
Halfway through his words, he continued to yawn and stopped talking.
But everyone understood the meaning.
It's just that it's all the business of the nobles and has nothing to do with these miserable gatekeepers.
But just when they were on guard, but their words and deeds were boring, and even a little bit complaining that Wu Yangui couldn't let them take a good nap.
The sound of hoofbeats on a fast horse broke the silence of the night.
"Gotta, gotta, gotta..."
The sound of hooves is rapid.
The guards guarding the gate were immediately excited, picked up their guns, and raised their torches to light up the front.
I was thinking in my heart: Who has eaten the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard? How dare you break into the palace like this late at night?
Is this a sign of trying to break through? Right? Don’t you know that you have to get off your horse or sedan a hundred meters in front of the palace gate?
But before you see anyone, you hear the sound first.
Just listen to loud shouts: "Hurry up for eight hundred miles! The Turks and Khitans have joined forces to invade the border and have lost a city!"
The Imperial Guards: "..."
Without a trace of hesitation, he immediately opened the city gate with the speed of an electric blow and the strength of sucking milk.
The figure of a horse appears.
There is a man lying on the horse.
Behind his head was the flag of the messenger. He looked like he was almost dying, and he was still holding up a roll of memorial in one hand.
800-mile expedited, both humans and gods give in!
The city gates were wide open and fast horses roared past.
Several guards guarding the door all touched the back of their necks.
The Khitans and Turks are united in chaos and something big has happened!
Wu Yangui is a bit indifferent.
Hearing the 800-mile hurrying sound, he couldn't believe such a coincidence.
Holding a knife, he blocked the middle of the palace road, trying to stop people to see whether it was true or false.
If it is true, he can pass it on from generation to generation; if it is false, he will have fun watching it.
Regardless of whether it is true or false, this is a credit he can take.
…
Song Wen, who was in the Di Mansion, was holding a spear in both hands and stabbed the chest of an assassin who was approaching the door.
Song Wen is a civil servant. Tonight, all the old, weak, women and children in Di's house are gathered in the main room, including these weak scholars.
There was a heavy killing outside, and the number of assassins seemed to be inexhaustible. There were cries of killing and screams everywhere.
Song Wen was so nervous that his legs were trembling a little, but he just stood guard at the door and refused to give an inch.
When a fish slipped through the net and came to the entrance of the main courtyard, he rushed up.
If he can block it with his flesh and blood, he will block it.
Earlier, Zu Wangzhi and Zhang Jian came out and stood side by side with Song Wen.
Looking at the night sky, Zu Wangzhi suddenly asked softly: "Are you afraid?"
Song Wen nodded honestly.
Between life and death, who dares to say that he is not afraid?
Zhang Jian's old and stereotyped face had a hint of a smile. He replied softly: "I hope that we, the imperial officials and important ministers, can make the bad guys have some scruples. We are the last line of defense of the Di Mansion. It is meaningless whether we are afraid or not."
After hearing his words, Song Wen and Zu Wangzhi also smiled and clenched the weapons in their hands.
Amidst the sounds of fighting, screams, and the clash of weapons outside the courtyard, Song Wen suddenly said: "We have encountered this situation. We are already fighting between two groups, and we are extremely frightened. And Huaijie... if he is here at this time , you must face it with a calm smile, right?"
Zu Wangzhi nodded slightly and said: "When it comes to the thin line between life and death, when it comes to abandoning oneself and facing difficulties with a smile, if Huaijie is ranked second, no one will dare to be ranked first."
Zhang Jian thought for a while and nodded with deep understanding.
That majestic and tall figure seemed to appear in front of their eyes, and the three of them suddenly no longer felt so scared.
It's just death, it's worth dying to protect Lord Di's back.
This is not only for the love between each other, but also for the righteousness of the country and the country in each other's hearts.
But I couldn't make use of them.
Just when the assassin ignored the shot fired by Song Wen, he made a backhand move and then a slash, and was about to hit Song Wen's head, his own head fell off first.
Di Hui shook off the blood on his long knife. Without stopping the force of the knife and unsteady his body, he turned around and struck with a leap, facing another assassin who had luckily escaped into the main courtyard.
