Chapter 12 Chapter 12 Tanmaruro

There were eight assassinations in one month, and only Li Changqian, Minister of the Ministry of War, escaped by chance.There has been a lot of discussion in Chang'an City, and everyone is guessing who planned this series of major cases?I'm also wondering why the court didn't respond—why did the regent, who has always been vigorous and resolute, not show up this time? ——It has even been said that the regent is dead, and the court is afraid that the news will cause a drastic change, so it has never dared to announce it to the outside world.Common people dare not speak publicly, but various rumors still spread like wildfire.

In the past few days, there have been groups of foreign visitors with unfamiliar faces in those secluded alleys and tea houses and restaurants in the imperial capital. Although they speak different dialects and come from different directions, they seem to have no connection with each other, and some even seem to come from foreign races outside the Great Wall. ——However, they have a common feature: all of them carry swords, and they seem to be all Jianghu people. It seems that all the martial arts gangs in the world have chosen the imperial capital to hold a martial arts conference at this moment.

And the secret mobilization of the imperial forest army, the spies sent by various feudal lords to Beijing to understand the situation, the secret arrival of eighteen soldiers and horses-these are beyond the range that the common people can see and hear. However, the tense and chilling atmosphere accumulates day by day, as if the eyes of the world are all on Chang'an, and this ancient imperial capital is covered with battle clouds, and a huge and whistling vortex is about to swirl! The day after tomorrow is the tenth day of the tenth month of October, the day when Emperor Xi, the founding emperor of Dayin, unified the Central Plains and ascended to the throne of God——

According to the rules of the royal family, Emperor Wutai had to go to Famen Temple to offer incense, pray for the past emperors in front of the enshrined wooden master, and then go to the Taimiao to hold a grand sacrifice.The current emperor, Emperor Wutai, is still young, so Princess Yixin must accompany him. "On the tenth day of October, Maoshi, at the moment of sunrise. All Tanwanlang and Shenwu soldiers came out from the Guanxinjing Well of Famen Temple, detoured from the verandah, and surrounded the Daxiong Palace—a mechanism has been buried under the Buddha statue, three hundred dark crossbows, and ninety assassins , must assassinate the young emperor and the eldest princess before the Buddha!"

Young Master Shu Ye's voice was cold, cold in a straight line, like the spine of a sharp sword. His hand also slowly caressed the spine of a black long sword - Black Soul Sword.That was also something preserved by the Tanmaru Lang organization at all costs after Ding Jianhou was placed under house arrest.The Ink Soul of Chengying originally came from the Kunlun Great Bright Palace at the same time.Now, the Chengying Sword has been destroyed by the high priest of the Moon Worship Sect, and he can only use the long sword left by his best friend to cut off the heavy iron shackles that are forbidden to hold the fragrance of ink!

While looking at the map, while fiddling with the strange poplar puppet, Changsun Siyuan nodded silently, and did not express his opinion on such an arrangement—in fact, the most spectacular assassination is not important, what is important—— "Then, use the masters of the seven sects to lure away the imperial forest army, and you are going to go deep into the palace alone, and go to the Zichen Palace to rescue the Lord?" Changsun Siyuan's voice, which had always been calm, had a slight fluctuation, and he raised his eyes to look at the young master Shu. Ye: "It's too risky. Or, first mobilize the elite fighters from the 18th Route who secretly entered Beijing? After the palace is seized, then deal with it?"

——Although he was once known as the double jade among the killers in the Shura field, the style of this noble son in white is obviously different from that of the Hou Ye: he is determined, sharp, and fast, like a sharp sword that cuts through the fog.But what they have in common is the same desperate courage. "No, Mo Xiang is still in their hands. If I use the army, I'm afraid I'll be destroyed. It's better for me to sneak in alone, rescue Mo Xiang first, and then order the army to seize the palace." Young Master Shu Ye smiled slightly, and suddenly nodded outside the window , "I'm not alone - you also know that the deepest group of ambushes is buried in the Forbidden Palace. Besides, there are people who want to go with me."

The two looked out the window at the garden of ginkgo. It is already early autumn, and the leaves are withered.The courtyard seemed to be paved with gold, and the man in white was leaning on the top of the branch, with his hair tied around his forehead, and his long black satin-like hair fell in the autumn wind, like a piece of unstressed feather - that is a kind of The nobility and remoteness of this world made the minds of those fighting in Vanity Fair suddenly clear. "I don't think they will leave Lord Hou in the palace lightly. I'm afraid there will be an ambush in the deep palace." Changsun Siyuan nodded, looked away, and mused, "Although we have the last ambush in the forbidden palace." , but it would be best for the priest to go with you—as far as I know, Huo En has been living in the Zichen Palace since he entered the palace, and I'm afraid that Lord Hou can't leave his surveillance."

"Yeah." Young Master Shu Ye responded lightly, and suddenly said, "You have found a lot of things from the palace." The eldest grandson Siyuan was slightly startled, and his expression remained unchanged: "That's natural. The information I gave to the palace is quite good." "Tan Wan Lang, is this how you sold him to the butcher's knife one by one?" Young Master Shu Ye slowly clenched the Mo Hun Sword tightly. However, Siyuan, the eldest grandson of a scholar, was just indifferent and unmoved: "In the carriage that Miao Jiang came back from, I had a deep talk with you, and you should have read the letter left by Master Hou, you know The overall plan—but at the moment of life and death, you still want to doubt me?"

Young Master Shu Ye frowned, but let go of his hand: "Which side are you on..." "Is this important?" Chang Sun Siyuan remained calm. "Naturally. The world is divided into two, and the outcome is uncertain. Just like Han Xin, if you help Han, Han will prosper, and if you help Chu, Chu will dominate;" Young Master Shu Ye murmured, but for the first time there was hesitation in his voice, and his eyes suddenly focused, " If you establish yourself as king, you will divide the world into three!" "In the end, we will see the outcome." Eldest Sun Siyuan nodded, calm and composed, "Don't forget, when Lord Hou was in trouble, he entrusted the whole crisis to me—do you not trust Lord Hou's vision? Or do you not trust yourself? control?"

Before finishing his sentence, Changsun Siyuan turned and left, not minding turning his back to the Asura field killer who was holding the black soul sword. The golden leaves in the courtyard fluttered down, and some fell on the wooden puppet.Changsun Siyuan raised his hand and flicked it, and suddenly heard someone above his head say calmly: "The thing in your hand is interesting." The eldest grandson Siyuan, who had been keeping his composure all this time, was startled suddenly, raised his head, and looked at the priest in white sitting on the treetop.The dragon blood bead has been delivered to Feng Ya as promised, so that he can heal his pain and fight the old man in the mountain with all his strength—at this moment, this person has regained the power to look down upon the world, right?Under his eyes, is everything in the world invisible? "For nearly a hundred years, I thought that this puppet technique has long been lost except in my teaching." Feng Ya lowered his eyes to look at him, but his eyes were calm and bright: "I heard that your eldest grandson's family is a grandson. Yin's biggest relative, there have been countless empresses and concubines in the harem, and they will do everything they can to fight for favor and eliminate enemies in the harem—this is how the puppet curse was passed down?" The eldest grandson Siyuan's face paled slightly. Under the gaze of this "inhuman" person, he suddenly felt a sense of being seen through, and blurted out: "Can you...can you see the real body that this puppet is wearing?" "Hehe." Feng Ya smiled slightly and turned his head away.After a long time, he seemed to murmur in a low voice: "Even if I live for hundreds of years, what I see with my eyes is nothing more than these scrambles..." On the ninth day of October, the city of Chang'an was filled with clouds of war. Although the common people dare not discuss it, everyone has sensed the unrest in the imperial capital recently. Hu and Han merchants in the eastern and western cities closed their doors one after another, and Suzaku Street is in depression. In the evening, the eldest grandson Siyuan entered the palace to meet the eldest princess Yixin, and brought the last and most important news: "Tomorrow at sunrise, Tan Wanlang will go out desperately at Famen Temple, trying to take the young emperor or the eldest princess as hostages." , in exchange for the tripod and sword.” After a pause, the counselor in Tsing Yi spoke, and said the final secret without moving: "However, the real focus of the attack is not on Famen Temple. Tomorrow, son Shu Ye will personally come to Zichen Hall to rescue the imprisoned Ding Jianhou." .” The two women who were playing chess in Jinghe Palace stopped their hands at the same time, and Princess Yixin laughed lowly first: "Your voice is so loud? Young Master Shu Ye is indeed very bold, and dares to take risks alone - as expected of my sister, you came out of the Shura field!" top players." Huihe princess Mei Niya put down the sunspot, and her thick eyebrows frowned slightly: "Young master Shu Ye's skills are enough to shock the Western Regions, and he is as good as Mo Xiang, so you must not be careless. Compared with him, the remnant party of Tanmaru It’s not worth worrying about.” Eldest Princess Yixin beckoned her eldest grandson Siyuan to sit down, turned her head and smiled at Mei Niya: "Although so, there is the king of the noble religion sitting in the Zichen Palace to guard the tripod sword, and I am not too worried——Young Master Shu Ye Yun is called a master, but he is still inferior to the king, right?" "That's true." Mei Niya raised her eyebrows and smiled, bowed her head and put down the sunspot, "The king is willing to come from a long way this time, and sit in the Zichen Palace, it is foolproof - tomorrow, the eldest princess and the emperor don't have to go to Famen Temple, It would be safer to just stay in the palace. Naturally, I will arrange the staff to defend heavily, and wait for him to fall into the trap." "But where is Tanmaru Lang?" Eldest Princess Yixin frowned, "If you don't take this opportunity to eradicate it in one fell swoop, it will be troublesome if you keep it." Mei Niya stood up with her sword, and laughed loudly: "There is me! Tomorrow the king will sit in the palace, and I will bring other troops to uproot him! This time, the power cultivated by Ding Jianhou for many years should be completely destroyed. " Eldest Princess Yixin then raised her eyebrows and smiled, and pulled her back deeply: "That's it, thank you, sister!" Mei Niya hurriedly returned the gift, seeing Changsun Siyuan from the corner of her eye, and said with a smile: "The eldest princess should thank this—if Mr. Changsun hadn't helped launch the coup, Dayin might not belong to your Xia family anymore If it wasn't for Mr. Changsun's uninterrupted sending of important information to eradicate the remaining members of the Dingjianhou party one by one, we would have lost more than a thousand people." Princess Yixin smiled slightly and lowered her head: "Siyuan has made such a great effort, of course I have to thank you." "How can I thank you? I have to make a promise with my body." The children of the Western Regions are always cheerful, and Menia laughed and walked out clapping her hands. Letting it go to Huihe, my father Khan will share the world with Dayin—when Princess Chang gets married, Mei Niya will definitely come to congratulate her as an envoy of Huihe." Mei Niya's bright smile gradually faded away, Princess Yixin lowered her head, her face was blushing, suddenly she didn't know what to say.The maid next to her stepped back tactfully, and Jinghe Hall became even more quiet. "Do you really want to cede Dunhuang to Huihe?" In the silence, Changsun Siyuan asked a question that broke the charming and gentle atmosphere, with a faintly stern tone, "Dunhuang is the throat of the Western Regions and has always been coveted by all countries. It is lost here." , Dayin lost the west gate, and how will he stop the Huihe iron cavalry from coming to the east in the future?" "The current situation is severe, and Huihe and the Mingjiao must help each other. It is worthwhile to agree temporarily." Eldest Princess Yixin was obviously displeased, "Otherwise, even if Dayin does not die under the iron hooves of Huihe, sooner or later he will be plotted by the Marquis of the Ding Sword!" "You would rather perish as a foreign captive than settle the internal troubles first?" Changsun Siyuan suddenly turned around and asked in a low voice, with anger on his brows. Princess Yixin finally took back her charming thoughts, and said seriously, "It's just an expedient measure. Wait until the Dingjianhou's party members are completely wiped out, and the world is stable. Naturally, we can send troops to take back the ceded twelve states." The eldest grandson Siyuan smiled coldly, but didn't say anything, he just turned his head and asked, "Where's Xiaofan?" Seeing that he didn't want to argue with her, Eldest Princess Yixin was also relieved, but the tenderness in her belly suddenly turned cold, and she said tiredly: "In the Zichen Palace, with the Jiaowang—it's also strange, he always Crying and fussing, he behaved as soon as the Jiaowang came. Do you want to go and see him? He still depends on you and wants you to see him." The eldest grandson Siyuan's eyes turned cold imperceptibly, he slowly clenched his fingers in his sleeves, and said: "You are really relieved to entrust Young Emperor Dayin to the leader of Huihe Ming Sect? What if he did something to Xiaofan? Is good?" Eldest Princess Yixin was startled, she also fell silent, and said for a long time: "Then, how about I trouble you to take care of him tonight?" "Tomorrow will be a matter of life and death. If I don't go back tonight, son Shu Ye will definitely be suspicious." The eldest grandson Siyuan shook his head. Princess Yixin's complexion changed slightly, and she grabbed his sleeve: "It's very dangerous! If Young Master Shu Ye finds out that you are an undercover agent here, you, you...! It's better not to go back and stay with us." Let’s stay in the Zichen Palace! With the Patriarch in charge, it’s the safest place.” "In any case, I have to go back." The eldest grandson Siyuan was unmoved, and opened his sleeves, "At this moment, I can't make a mistake. I have the vermilion fruit and purple gold talisman, and I can go in and out of the palace at any time - things will definitely happen over there. I will return to Zichen Palace immediately." The counselor in Tsing Yi turned and left in the setting sun, passing through the blooming chrysanthemums.For some reason, he suddenly stood up and turned his head, and glanced at the eldest princess who was watching off at the front of the steps.At that moment, some kind of complicated light surged in the still water-like eyes.He suddenly hurried back to the Jinghe Hall, hugged the woman who was leaning against the door and looked into his arms, and murmured: "Xiao'er, don't be afraid, it will pass soon... everything will pass soon. Don't be afraid." She had never seen this taciturn and scheming lover act like this, Princess Yixin felt her mind go blank, and when she came back to her senses, eldest grandson Siyuan had already let her go and walked away quickly through the blooming chrysanthemums. Under those chrysanthemums, buried the trusted guards of Ding Jianhou who were killed and buried on the spot during the seizure of the palace a year ago. October tenth.The morning sun rises unchanged from ancient times, but the imperial capital seems to have changed the world. The morning glow is like blood, and the blood seems to be poured straight from the clouds to the ground, dyeing the holy land of the thousand-year-old Buddhist temple blood red.However, if you look closely, those bloodstains are overflowing from the Guanxin Well, as if an underground spring of blood is surging and bursting out of the ground!After the large stream of blood overflowed from the well, it flowed all the way along the sides of the corridor, and finally spread all over the place on the main hall. Mei Niya galloped over the mountain gate and reined in in front of the Daxiong Palace, watching the fierce battle that was drawing to a close. Thanks to the secret report from grandson Siyuan, she came prepared for this battle, but she still won a brutal victory.The ninety Tanwanlang's dead men all looked crazy, they didn't care about themselves at all, they just wanted to kill all the guards, and then take away the Emperor Wutai who was on the golden table.Stepping on the corpses of their companions one by one, they even stepped forward alternately as human shields, laying down the corpses all the way, and even killed the emperor Jinyu, and opened the curtain! ——However, thousands of golden lights shot out from inside the sedan chair, and they were also equipped with rain-dense crossbows! At the end of the battle, Tanmaru's men and horses finally suffered a fatal blow here. Even though he brought enough experts from the inner circle and some Mingjiao troops, with three or four hundred armors, he was still unstoppable!If it wasn't for getting the information early in the morning and leaving Zhen Shaodi and the eldest princess in the Forbidden Palace, I'm afraid that this group of crazy Tanwanlang would not be able to abduct Emperor Wutai, but also hurt the Ninth Five-Year Lord?Thinking of this, Menia's palms were slightly sweaty. She jumped off her horse and stepped into the hall to check the situation—a river of blood flowed inside, and corpses were all over the floor.The blood beside the threshold was as thick as a finger, soaking her little boots. As soon as he stepped in, the heel suddenly tightened slightly, and then there was a crisp clang, as if something bit the ankle brace.Shocked, Menia kicked back without even thinking, but her feet were very heavy. A black shadow was thrown up as she lifted her feet, and landed heavily. The blood from the seven orifices was already dead, but the teeth were still tight. bite her heel. That kind of lonely bravery and tragedy made Mei Niya, the Moon Saintess of Kunlun Daguang Palace, secretly chill in her heart. However, no matter what, Tanmaru Lang died in Famen Temple today - thinking of this, she still couldn't help but burst out laughing. "You...do you think you really won?" She had already gotten in front of Young Emperor Jin Yu, but was shot by a crossbow. Bai Jiuniang supported her body and looked back at her bitterly, with a trace of blood dripping from the corner of her mouth, "We You won't die in vain! Just wait, wait and see..." Before finishing her speech, she stretched out her hand and pressed on the tail of a crossbow, which pierced through her heart with a pop. Seeing the death of the last Tanmaru Lang killer, Mei Niya suddenly had an indescribable ominous premonition, and suddenly turned her head to look at the north of Chang'an. Only one person was taken to the deep palace.Such a desperate, weak power, even if he can break through the 18th level of ambush, he will be wiped out by the king of teaching if he is lucky enough to reach the Zichen Palace. But why in the Forbidden City, it has been a long time since the red fireworks that signify "things come true" rise? What's going on in Jiuchongshen Palace now?