Goal: to build the Zhang Palace and pass on the national jade seal.
Without further ado, it’s time to race against time!
Lu Li and Pan Ming rode fast horses and galloped through the Nangong Palace, their eyes constantly scanning the surroundings. After all, there were countless halls and corridors within the palace walls, so it was not easy to find a place in a short time.
At the same time, suspicious figures appeared among the rebellious army.
Some people figured out the layout of the palace in advance, hiding their whereabouts while groping into the darkness; some people stole the armor of fallen soldiers of the Northern Army and changed into eunuch clothes.
"Fucking thief, I have sacrificed too many things for this day."
A burly man walked out of the side hall, cursing: "If the school hadn't been able to repair most of the wounds..."
At this point, he paused.
Forget the past.
Wei Feng couldn't help but shudder at the thought of having his little brother chopped off by the old eunuch in that smelly basement.
In this era, there is not even the most primitive anesthetic powder, let alone a sterile operating room. Just lie down in the thatch, get drunk and lose consciousness, and then you can start cutting. Even so, give him It hurts like hell——
His physical fitness is far beyond that of ordinary people, and he is lightly drunk.
However, as the saying goes, what you lose is what you gain, and after enduring a full year of double blows to your body and soul, Wei Feng finally ushered in the harvest season.
The servants of Zhonghuangmen are in charge of the palace, and they guard the gates. When the emperor travels, he rides on the servants and rides in the chariot.
The eunuch who protected the emperor's travel safety naturally knew all kinds of palace secrets. Wei Feng dared to say that among the freshmen who participated in the exam, no one knew the placement of the Emperor's Seven Seals better than him.
Jianzhang Palace?
There is no way they are scattered in such a remote place. Unless a palace maid or an eunuch deliberately brings them out, otherwise, they will just stay quietly in Quefei Hall.
At this moment, both sides of the palace road were piled with corpses, and they couldn't find a place to stay. The entire palace seemed to be soaked in a sea of blood.
After thinking for a while, Wei Feng jumped directly onto the roof, jumped up in twos and twos, and left the side hall.
Ugly.
The shouts of killing not only did not subside, but became louder and louder. Under the organization of Lieutenant Jian Shuo of the Military Academy and Qu Mu, the supervisor of Shang Fang, the guards and eunuchs launched a counterattack. Yuan Shu's Tiger Ben army was driven out of the north gate. In desperation, they could only Continue to cooperate with He Jin's remaining troops and rush south along the Zhuque Gate.
As for the Xiyuan Army led by Yuan Shao and Cao Cao, they marched straight in, successfully captured the Xide Palace and the Jiade Palace, and found the remains of General He Jin and the emperor's coffin.
It's not that the Xiyuan troops are stronger than the Huben army, but that there are two more fierce generals in the team attacking Canglongmen: Zhang Liao and Zhao Yun.
The two of them only used 30% of their strength to kill the guards until they were completely defeated. If it wasn't for the royal family's face, they would have demolished Nangong long ago.
Yuan Shao, who was watching the battle on the sidelines, was speechless and confused: There are such powerful generals in the world, and Ding Yuan is just the governor of a state. How can he take them under his command?
It was obvious that he was trying to solicit.
As for Cao Cao, he had the same idea: he thought that Yuan Rang was already invincible, and the second general of Bingzhou seemed to be even more brave. If he used the weapons at his disposal, he could kill the general's head in the crowd of thousands of troops, so he must form a bond with him. Good luck.
Zhang Liao looked at the empty surroundings and asked in a deep voice: "Zilong, have you seen Meng Ming?"
"Xu Shi didn't finish the killing, so he went to the north with Cao Cao's subordinates."
Zhao Yun was holding a ring-shou sword and acted very blandly. He couldn't find any enemies in Yihe, they were just random soldiers who didn't open their eyes.
After hearing the answer, Zhang Liao instantly felt relieved. Luoyang had been at peace for a long time and there were no strong generals. With Lu Li's strength, he didn't have to worry even if he acted alone.
With this thought, he restrained his murderous intention, rode back to Cao Cao, and watched from the sidelines.
But more than ten miles away, there was another scene.
The sound of the clash of weapons and the neighing of war horses came with the night wind, making the atmosphere less dead.
Lu Li and Pan Ming reined in their mounts and looked around, filled with a sense of solemnity.
They came late.
In front of Jianzhang Palace, there were aristocratic children in black clothes and high crowns, imperial officials in court uniforms, scholars in Confucian robes, Han soldiers in heavy armor, and eunuchs with soft facial lines.
But these people all have the same identity: freshmen, and they also have the same goal: to pass on the national jade seal.
Among them, there were many acquaintances: Wang Li and Jiang Sheng, who had partnered with Lu Li in a firearms combat class, and had agreed to help each other in the vampire world. Unfortunately, a series of changes occurred and they could not continue to cooperate.
"It's over, these two killing gods have come together, and we have no chance at all." Jiang Sheng said with a bitter smile: "There is still one Duke, who is probably hiding somewhere and ready to take action at any time. How about we follow behind and drink?" Soup?"
"Okay." Wang Li nodded.
As classmates, they know who are the monsters in their class, and they also know how far apart they are from each other——
While they were rejoicing that their shooting skills had reached the limit of human beings, Lu Li and others had abandoned conventional firearms and got in touch with more advanced things.
As for how to drink soup, naturally it is to help resist other competitors and gain some plot participation.
You must know that a legendary artifact like the Imperial Jade Seal will definitely be used as an evaluation criterion by the principal and added to the final score.
As soon as they thought about this, the two of them took the initiative to lean towards Lu Li and Pan Ming. Their intentions were self-evident.
Don’t reach out to hit the smiling person.
Even if Pan Ming is confident of suppressing everything, he will not refuse this kind offer, as long as he does not get involved in the national jade seal.
Lu Li is more confident. Since he came to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, he has been in contact with some peerless generals. Putting aside Lu Bu for now, Zhang Liao and Zhao Yun often accompany him to practice combat skills. From the beginning of being careless to now, he takes them seriously. Although it is true In a life-and-death fight, the outcome remains the same. Death is inevitable, but it can still sustain hundreds of moves.
I would like to ask, which heroes in the world can resist Zhang Liao and Zhao Yun for so long?
Most of them were killed in one go.
Unfortunately, the others didn't know the route of the two of them. They just thought it might be a bit tricky, so they might attack in groups.
Lu Li didn't care about this. He frowned slightly, pointed forward and asked, "Where is the well where the imperial seal is?"
"should be."
Wang Li nodded and added: "In the novel, the imperial seal was found by Sun Jian in the well of Jianzhang Palace. Now that the current situation has changed drastically, I am afraid it will fall into the well early."
"During this period, no one has tried fishing?"
Pan Ming glanced around.
Jiang Sheng was speechless for a while. Who dared to do this in front of everyone? I'm afraid I want to be the first to be sent back to the classroom.
"No."
After getting the answer, Pan Ming said nothing and walked towards the well.
Lu Li pulled out the Bailianhuanshou Sword he had picked up and stared at the movements around him.
In fact, he had a strong feeling that this trip would be a failure. In fact, everyone was betting:
It stands to reason that the jade seal of the state will disappear when Dong Zhuo burns it. Now because of the change of situation, the capital will be in chaos in advance, so you can take a gamble and wait for it in advance. If you can get it, you will make a profit! If you don't have a chance, it doesn't matter. Anyway, it costs nothing to do it, and it just saves you from chopping a few miscellaneous fish.
At this time, Wei Feng, who was physically disabled and strong-willed, touched Quefei Hall. It was extremely quiet here. Occasionally, he could catch a glimpse of a few corpses, and the smell of blood was much lighter.
Cold!
oppression!
Somehow, Wei Feng hesitated. He put his hand on the palace door and never dared to push it open.
He knew very well that this oppression did not come from a certain person or object, but from something that could only be understood but not expressed: the imperial power that controlled the life and death of all people in the world.
Over the past year, I had the honor to meet Emperor Lingxiao several times, and even had close contact with him when he was serving as a guard. I had witnessed the ridiculous things he did many times, but I still dare not disrespect him.
Hold the Constitution in your mouth, and follow the law as you speak!
This mysterious and mysterious ability was controlled by the Emperor Ling. The flowers in the winter palace were withering. In order to make the concubine smile, he specially wrote an imperial edict, ordering the flowers to bloom. It turned out that it really worked. It was not an illusion, nor a magic spell.
In addition, the emperor once ordered the execution of a certain Xiaohuangmen in a fit of rage, but he was struck with swords and axes. He regretted it and did not want him to die too quickly. He casually said the word "slowly" and the executioner's hands were not affected. He took control and put the knife back, but the eunuch who had a deep scratch on his neck did not see any blood flowing out of the wound.
Why is it that even though Emperor Ling controls such an almost divine method, he still cannot escape death?
Wei Feng found it difficult to understand. Even though he witnessed all the strange phenomena when Emperor Ling died, he still couldn't believe that perhaps, the emperor who had been in charge of the world for twenty-three years would suddenly break out of the coffin.
"Damn it, after being a slave for a year, my mentality can't go back?!" At this time, Wei Feng suddenly slapped himself and said to himself: "It's not like I won't be able to grow up after I go back, I'm afraid of a What's the matter with the dead Hunjun?"
Having said this, Wei Feng gritted his teeth, pushed open the palace door, and looked three times, fearing that he would hit something incomprehensible.
Then, screams started.
Almost immediately, Wei Feng drew his sword and slashed at it, and a gorgeous head rose into the sky. This was the emperor's concubine, who came here specially to avoid the military disaster.
Perhaps after seeing the blood, Wei Feng became much calmer. If the emperor could survive, why didn't he pacify the rebels who broke into the palace?
Thinking of this, he laughed to himself. He had been a slave for a long time and had to stand up quickly.
"Don't kill me...don't kill me..."
There was a trembling sound from the corner, and a palace maid was huddled there, her body shaking like a sieve of chaff.
"Has anyone been here besides me?"
Wei Feng asked while walking towards the emperor's imperial case.
"No...no." The palace maid trembled.
Hearing this, a smile appeared on Wei Feng's face. The Seven Seals of the Emperor were visited by special personnel and their positions were often changed. He was not of a high level and had no right to know.
Most of the Shichang attendants did not expect that the army would be defeated so quickly. They fled in a hurry and did not bother to take away these personal belongings.
"Before King Gou Jian of Yue lay down on the firewood and tasted gallbladder, he even tasted excrement for King Wu's husband to inquire about his illness. I..."
Looking at the seven wooden boxes in front of him, Wei Feng was a little speechless, feeling excited, uncomfortable, and in awe.
However, before he finished speaking, he heard a scolding blast in his ears: "You are my servant, why did you break in without permission? I don't know that this is a major crime against the Nine Clan?"
Wei Feng shuddered. This voice was too familiar to him. He knelt down instinctively, but as if unwilling to do so, he slightly raised his eyes and glanced at the throne.
A figure appeared in the originally empty place.
Liu Hong is young, in his thirties, his face is pale due to long-term addiction to women, and his beard is a bit messy, but even so, he still maintains the posture of an emperor, sitting upright on the throne. Above, looking down.
In an instant, their eyes met at the same place.
Wei Feng's face changed drastically. As a warrior who had comprehended the spirit of war, his skin should have been moist and flushed, but suddenly he became extremely pale, and his pupils almost shrank into needlepoints.
Emperor Lingxiao is not dead? !
Who is that person lying in the coffin?
No, it's impossible. If he hadn't died, why would Shi Changshi be crying? If he was not dead, why would the ten permanent servants jump over the wall in such a hurry to kill the general and cause the two palaces to fall into military chaos?
As his thoughts suddenly turned around, Wei Feng withdrew his gaze and silently knelt under the imperial platform, waiting for his words.
But as time passed, he realized something was wrong. After reprimanding him, Liu Hong didn't say a word and just sat there, like a puppet.
"Your Majesty, the rebels Yuan Shao, Cao Cao and others committed rebellion, despised the power of heaven, and led troops to bloodbath the two palaces in the north and south. I, Qiqi Chi, am willing to do your best for your majesty and fight to the death against the rebels. I hope you will be kind."
After saying this, Wei Feng knocked his head heavily and did not get up, silently waiting for a reply.
One second...two seconds...
Half a moment passed, and there was no other sound except the sobbing of the palace maid.
Seeing this, he didn't realize that he was being tricked. He stood up with a roar, grabbed Ling Emperor, and passed his hand through his chest.
"You are my servant, why do you break in without permission? I don't know that this is a serious crime against the nine clans?"
The words rang out again.
It must be said that the voice was extremely loud and the words were articulated clearly, full of imperial majesty.
But Wei Feng didn't care about this. He slapped him in the face, but this treasonous act still did not come to fruition.
"Fucking thief, who is so wicked? He took the Seven Seals of the Emperor and did something like this!" Wei Feng suppressed his anger and disappointment, and said with a serious face: "This relationship has been established, and the world of the plot will..."
Halfway through, he grabbed the nearest wooden box.
It’s very affordable to start with!
Regardless of his doubts and caution, Wei Feng quickly opened it. It was made of white jade, with Chihu buttons, sealed with Wudu purple clay, and underneath was engraved seal text: The Emperor's Seal.
Next, there was a great harvest.
The emperor's seal is given to princes;
The emperor's letter seal, used to send troops;
The emperor's seal is used to summon ministers;
The Emperor's Seal is used to grant titles to foreign monarchs;
The Emperor's Seal is used to worship the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth.
All six seals are there!
"The Imperial Seal..." Wei Feng murmured. The surprise came so suddenly that he almost despaired.
However, when he picked up the last wooden box with both hands, Wei Feng frowned. It was too light.
Sure enough, when I opened it, I saw that there was nothing else inside except Wudu purple mud, but surprisingly I didn't feel depressed.
if I get it I am lucky, but if not, it is fate.
Being able to get the Six Seals under such circumstances showed that the thief showed mercy and left a mouthful of soup for him to drink.
Without any further hesitation, Wei Feng put the six wooden boxes into his backpack and walked out of the hall quickly. Perhaps he was unwilling to do so, but he looked at the corner again:
"Ask me one last time, has anyone been to Quefei Hall before you?"
The palace maid's gaze focused on the blood-stained sword. Coincidentally, the bloody head of the late emperor's concubine was not far away and was also within sight.
She was instantly stimulated and trembled. She was afraid of being bullied by Wei Feng, so she trembled and said: "No, I am the female historian next to Wang Meiren. I came here to take refuge with her. I didn't see anyone when I came."
Having said this, the female historian raised her head and glanced at Wei Feng, and saw that he was standing still, stroking the handle of the knife. She became more and more frightened. She hugged her knees and shrank back to the corner, as if doing so would prevent others from seeing her.
"Well..." Wei Feng drawled, turning slightly sideways, ready to leave.
Suddenly, a choked voice came: "However, Si Wei, who was in charge of guarding the Qufei Palace tonight, disappeared. She should be here too."
Si Wei: holds the palace key.
"What is your name?"
"Yang Yuanyuan."
The foot halfway out of the palace door paused, and Wei Feng was struck by lightning.
At the same time, in front of Jianzhang Palace, Pan Ming opened the manhole cover and smelled the smell of blood. It was very fresh, no, very strong. He saw a woman dressed as a female official soaking in the well.
Just as he was about to pick it up, a five-color light came on, and the breathing around him suddenly became rapid.
