The imperial palace is the core of power in Daqing.
No matter who you are, no matter how high your status is, once you leave for a long time, it will be difficult to come back.
Eunuchs are attached to the imperial power, especially this!
Eunuch Yuan would rather pour night incense and clean the toilet than leave to guard the imperial mausoleum. As long as he is still working in the palace, it is not a loss.
Zhou Yi hid in the dark, watching Yuan Gonggong clean the toilet seriously and carefully, without any change in his expression because of his arrival.
There is really thunder in my chest and my face is like a flat lake.
Another message came: "Xiao Yuanzi, my family has always believed that you are inferior to Xiao Zhengzi, but now I know that I was wrong."
Eunuch Yuan paused his hands slightly, and a look of sadness flashed in his eyes.
"Our family has forgotten what he did."
"Jiejiejie..."
Zhou Yi let out a few strange laughs, which sounded like nostalgia and ridicule. He changed his tone and said, "We are here today to discuss important matters with Eunuch Yuan."
Then it was told that Zhao Mu wanted to create a palace coup and clear up the source.
Eunuch Yuan replied: "With only a few thousand people, how can we talk about a palace coup?"
The palace walls are guarded by masters from the Chamber of Servants, and they only need to resist for a moment before the Siti Cavalry and the Forbidden Army stationed nearby will rush to support.
"Who can say who will win or lose?"
A message from the Book of Changes said: "The former emperor was very powerful in civil and martial arts. He single-handedly rejuvenated the country. He believed that he could easily eliminate palace troubles by sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai."
"As a result, he died an unexpected death, and our family became a bereaved dog!"
Eunuch Yuan was silent for a long time, nodded slightly and said, "If the eldest prince can break down the palace door, our family is willing to lend a helping hand to stabilize the ceremonial supervisor."
"That's how it should be."
Zhou Yi also had the same plan. He would not risk his life to help Zhao Mu, but would help whoever wins.
After all, there is a second way to go: endure.
Abandoning his identity as Duke Zhou, he completely transformed into a small Shanzi, slowly showing off his martial arts prowess in the palace, and once again ascended to the rank of Chamberlain.
Zhou Yi doesn't care who becomes the emperor, he needs the help of a "strong man" anyway!
Eunuch Yuan asked: "When will it be done?"
"The sooner the better."
Zhou Yi did not say the specific date. He was the sworn enemy of the Queen Mother and his family, so Eunuch Yuan could not say for sure.
"knew."
Eunuch Yuan put down the washed toilet and put a few fragrant leaves inside so that the nobles could cover up the smell of feces when they went to the toilet.
Pick up another one and continue brushing. No matter what happens in the future, do the present thing first.
At this time.
Five or six eunuchs came in groups, all carrying a toilet in their hands.
The leading eunuch covered his mouth and nose and said in a strange tone.
"Our family said that Eunuch Yuan is good at cleaning the toilet, but they don't believe it. They insist on coming to see it. Please give Eunuch Yuan a good brush!"
Several eunuchs placed toilets in front of Eunuch Yuan. Different from those used by nobles, these toilets were full of yellow and green filth.
Eunuch Yuan bowed and said, "Eunuch Su ordered us to clean up our house."
After saying that, he picked up the toilet, ignored the pungent smell, and started cleaning it bit by bit with a rag.
Eunuch Su couldn't help but let out a proud smile when he saw the former Supervisor of Ceremonies, a legendary figure, cleaning the toilet for himself.
"Jiejiejie..."
…
Eunuch Zhou looked at the door, and Eunuch Yuan washed the toilet.
The two famous eunuchs of the Zhengtong Dynasty failed in the palace battle and were reduced to the lowest level in the palace, where any young eunuch could order them around.
The two of them have a stable mentality, don't care about momentary honor or disgrace, and do their respective jobs well.
This day.
The fifteenth day of the first lunar month.
Lantern Festival.
One day, there are stars and moon, and the city is full of lights.
It is common practice in the capital not to have a curfew or close the city gates.
It is a rare entertainment opportunity for the people. The streets and alleys are crowded with people, admiring lanterns, listening to gongs and drums, and watching dragon and lion dances.
Groups of various acrobats gathered on the streets, performing performances such as holding a bowl and spitting fire, locking the throat with an iron gun, and crushing large rocks from the chest...
The people were delighted and gave out a penny as a reward.
At this time, if someone looks down from a high altitude, he will definitely find the busiest markets in the capital, namely Xiude, Yongchang, Taiping, Xingdao and so on.
There are many troupes performing on the street, and the people watching are even more generous.
These places and cities are all close to the imperial city, and are either the offices of the imperial government or the residences of nobles.
On weekdays, people are prohibited from gathering. Only during the Lantern Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival and other festivals, the imperial court and the people enjoy themselves together, and the patrol officers will not drive them away.
The east gate of the palace.
Zhou Yi was on duty, looking at the lively scene across the moat.
"Today is an excellent time!"
If it were Zhouyi, he would have taken advantage of the Lantern Festival to hide his troops, mingled his soldiers among the people, and then set fire to create chaos, taking the opportunity to attack the palace.
In the past, the attack had to pass through Fangshi, but today it is only separated by a river.
"However, the palace is heavily guarded today, and the Zhenfu Division and the Forbidden Army are on standby nearby. On the contrary, it is more difficult to break into the palace than usual."
"If our family goes all out, we might be able to break open the east gate..."
Zhou Yi thought about this and shook his head slightly.
The Xiantian Grandmaster fell into the military formation and was strangled, and his life was in danger. Back then, a few thousand strong young men could kill the sword god Wuming, not to mention the elite of the Zhenfu Division and the Forbidden Army.
"Our family has a long life, so there is no need to take risks."
"If Zhao Mu can't even break through the palace gate, let alone control the palace, he won't be qualified to get our family's support!"
At this moment.
There was a bang bang bang sound from the other side of the river, and fireworks rose into the sky, blooming into colorful words in the air.
Daqing orthodoxy!
Zhou Yi couldn't help but frown when he saw the words "Fireworks".
"Do you really want to take action? He doesn't cover up or create chaos. Why does he..."
boom!
A sound of thunder came from the other side of the river, and then a black ball as big as a dustpan was seen flying across the night sky towards the east gate of the palace.
"what?"
Zhou Yi's hair suddenly stood up. He didn't understand what the black ball was. He subconsciously circulated his true energy, and the Ninefold True Gang stood in front of him.
At the same time, he used Qinggong to escape from the east gate of the palace.
The black ball was as fast as lightning. It hit the palace gate in an instant and exploded immediately.
Boom!
The fire shot into the sky, the earth shook, and it was like the impact of a volcanic eruption, carrying countless iron beads and sweeping across all directions.
A big hole opened in the east gate of the palace, and the chamberlains on duty on the palace wall suffered heavy casualties.
Zhou Yi rolled on the ground in embarrassment. The ninth level of the True Gang broke through the sixth level, and the power of the explosion was even greater than that of the sword god Wuming.
Not caring about cursing, he used Qinggong to run away like crazy.
A dozen more black balls flew from the other side of the Gein River, even bigger than the previous one, and the booming explosion was deafening.
When the smoke cleared, the east gate of the palace had been shattered, and even the palace wall had a large hole more than ten feet wide.
The chamberlains who were lucky enough to survive had ringing ears and were at a loss as to what they were doing. Some even knelt down and begged God for mercy, thinking it was divine punishment.
at the same time.
The juggling troupe on the other side of the river opened a cabinet containing tools, which contained swords and armor.
The team members and the onlookers opened their sleeves one after another, with yellow scarves wrapped around their shoulders, wearing armor and holding knives, and gathered into an army to attack the palace. At a glance, there were at least three to four thousand people.
"kill!"
"Avenge Your Majesty!"
"Clean the source!"
"Go, go, go..."
The chamberlain on duty did not even put up any decent resistance and allowed thousands of soldiers to rush into the palace.
The Zhenfusi and the Forbidden Army who came after hearing the sound originally wanted to chase into the palace to protect His Majesty, but they walked into the hole in the city gate and heard several more explosions.
All the thousands of households in Zhenfusi and the Imperial Army were killed on the spot, while the rest were leaderless and fled in all directions.
(End of chapter)
