Seeing this change, the officials couldn't describe how they felt.
Because the queen was not very favored, the King of Jin had not been very filial to the queen in recent years. Now that everyone is gone, they are only a few days away and will not be sent to Bei'an Mountain. It is really chilling.
However, if you think about it carefully, you will understand that the prince has left the capital to guard the mausoleum, and most of the people in the East Palace have been arrested. Now is the time for him to please the emperor, so how can he care about the dead people? Naturally, the most important thing is to stay by His Majesty's side and gain important positions.
Everyone came forward to comfort the prince one after another. These officials from the Ministry of Rites and the Inner Palace were not sensitive to the struggle in the court, and those who knew what was going on remained silent.
Most of the Forbidden Army had already surrendered to King Jin, so they did not participate. They were just setting up defenses outside, perhaps inspecting the surrounding environment to see if there was any ambush.
Everything is calm here. After riding a horse and inspecting a radius of five miles, no ambush in the East Palace was found. Naturally, King Jin's ambush had been arranged long ago.
Lingxiu led the soldiers of Prince Jin's Palace to ambush two miles away, and there was a group of people behind him. They were masters recruited by Prince Jin at a high price. These talents were the main force in ambushing Nangong Yitian.
However, there was no one nearby in the East Palace. Even if there was a fight and Nangong Yitian sent out a signal for help, no rescue would arrive even if everyone else was out cold.
Among the Forbidden Army, even those who were on the sidelines were now determined to side with King Jin. The East Palace really had no chance of winning.
King Jin rode his horse back at this moment, but stopped halfway, waiting for the patrolman to come and report.
Around Haishi, the Imperial Guards rode forward and said, "Your Majesty, we have checked the area within a five-mile radius and found no ambush in the East Palace."
When King Jin heard this, he couldn't help showing a look of victory, "The Qinglong Guards without spiritual cultivation are really vulnerable. Naturally, Nangong Yitian was so proud and confident that he didn't even bring many Qinglong Guards with him. They all stayed in the East Palace to protect Leng Xiao. Crazy woman.”
"Your Majesty, do you want to proceed as planned?"
King Jin's expression turned away, and he said with a stern look: "According to the original plan, Lingxiu launched the attack first, and you pretended to deal with them. If Lingxiu can kill Nangong Yitian, he will immediately send someone to notify the people in ambush outside, so that They immediately rushed to the capital to help my king."
He paused, his eyes getting colder and colder, "If Ling Xiu is unable to fight for a long time, let him return to Beijing and leave the ambush mission to those in the Jianghu."
"yes!"
His eyes were sinister, "As soon as the hour comes, take action immediately. Kill all those who have accused me at the post house today. Once you kill Nangong Yitian, send a signal immediately. I am waiting here."
"Yes!" The Imperial Army took the order and rode away.
King Jin took a deep breath. After tonight, no matter whether he wins or loses, it is over, and there is no need to suffer anymore.
He knew that the odds of winning were not very high, but he had no choice. As the eldest son of the emperor, he could not live under Nangong Yitian for the rest of his life and be an obedient and well-behaved minister.
He can't do it.
How is he worse than Nangong Yitian? Isn’t she a real wife just because she is nurturing his belly? That doesn't matter at all, he can still be better than Nangong Yitian.
As for his father, he never really thought highly of him. In the days when he was most favored, he used him to check and balance the prince. The funny thing was that he really thought that his father saw his efforts and looked at him differently.
In fact, he also knew very well that Nangong Yitian was not that important in his father's heart. It was just that he was the legitimate son. Moreover, Nangong Yitian had indeed made great contributions in the past years of fighting in the north and south, so he was canonized. For the prince.
However, all of this is because the person who is dear to the father's heart did not give birth to a prince. If the imperial concubine had a son, he and Nangong Yitian would both be losers today.
