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"Chu Yi!"

Chu You stared at Chu Yi in the hall with wide eyes, and blurted out in shock.

The wound on his right palm was bleeding profusely, and the piercing pain made his facial features almost distorted and deformed, and his expression was a little ferocious.

Not only Chu You, but other people outside the hall were equally shocked when they saw Chu Yi beside the emperor.

Various exclamations, gasps and gasps sounded around:

"His Royal Highness!"

"Didn't the eldest prince go to South Vietnam with the South Vietnamese envoys?"

"Why is he here?!"

"..."

Amidst the uproar, Xiao Fengyuan, Wang Kangyin, Pei Wenrui and other officials who surrounded King Kang looked extremely ugly, while the others felt relieved.

Because of Chu Yi's sudden appearance, the originally one-sided situation changed drastically in an instant, and the atmosphere also produced a subtle change.

Li Yunxie only felt that everyone's voices were buzzing in his ears like the chants of mosquitoes.

Chu Yi, it's really Chu Yi!

Li Yunxi stared straight at Chu Yi, his pupils constricted, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

Her breathing became short of breath, and her mind was extremely disturbed: According to the private covenant between King Kang and Bai Liyin, Bai Liyin would let Yue Guo envoy Dou Zixiang restrain Chu Yi, and would never let him return to Beijing.

There is a saying that the hearts of people who are not of our race must be different.

They have never really trusted Bailiyin, and they have already imagined the worst possibility, but even if Bailiyin broke the contract and did not assassinate Chu Yi, the Yue people should not let Chu Yi go back to Beijing at this time.

Chu You thought the same way, his eyes were bloodshot.

According to the letter sent by Fei Ge from the post station in Yuzhou, Chu Yi, Dou Zixiang and his party had gone south to Yuzhou the day before yesterday.

Chu Yi wanted to rush back to the capital from Yuzhou, how could he do it in a day or two? !

It shouldn't be like this! Chu You almost said these words, but he still gritted his teeth, and his eyes became gloomy again.

Just in case, he also secretly sent people to keep an eye on the movement of the three major battalions of the imperial army, the upper twelve guards, and several guards around the capital, making sure that no one sent troops to send generals, so he resolutely launched today's forced palace .

But Chu Yi, who was supposed to be thousands of miles away, unexpectedly appeared here, and brought this strange army with flintlock guns by his side!

Where did this strange army come from? !

It was impossible for the first emperor to leave these wonderful troops for Chu Qi. Chu Qi had only been enthroned for one year, and his every move was under the watchful eyes of the officials in the court. The only cronies he could use were Jinyiwei and Luanyiwei.

It is absolutely impossible for Chu Qi to raise such a trusted secret guard within a year, unless...

The muscles on Chu You's cheeks twitched violently, and he couldn't help but look at Feng Yang who was "unconscious" lying on the futon, his eyelids twitched suddenly, and a certain possibility emerged in his mind.

"She, could it be her..." Chu You murmured almost silently, just in time to see Gu Yanfei walking briskly to Fengyang's side.

Gu Yanfei squatted down and patted Fengyang's back lightly with one hand.

"Snapped!"

The slapping sound was very soft, but at this moment, it was extremely harsh to Chu You's ears.

"Tick tock, tick tock!"

The blood from the wound on Chu You's right palm was still dripping down, one drop after another...

Soon, Feng Yang, who was motionless like a dead person, moved, and the fingers of his right hand moved slightly, and then moved again.

"Your Highness!" The big palace lady next to her looked at Feng Yang and whispered, the tremor in her voice could not be concealed.

The other people around also saw this scene, and their eyes widened.

Could it be that Fengyang is not dead? !

There was an eerie silence inside and outside the hall.

"She's not dead..." Chu You's eyes were almost wide open, and veins popped up on his forehead.

Yes.

The surprise soldiers brought by Chu Yi must be the Shangyang Army of Fengyang's personal guards.

It was Fengyang again, and Fengyang wasn't dead yet!

Twenty-one years ago, the first emperor fell into Fengyang's hands; today, twenty-one years later, Chu Qi and Fengyang have joined forces to plot against him!

This thought clearly appeared in Chu You's mind.

At this moment, he felt cold all over his body, and the coldness penetrated into his bones.

Gu Yanfei didn't even look at Chu You, her attention was all on Fengyang.

The eldest maid asked in a trembling voice: "Miss Gu, how is your Highness?"

The Grand Palace Lady's face was as pale as paper, even slightly blue in the white.

She had tried Fengyang's breath and pulse before, but there was no sound, Fengyang's skin was even colder, he was clearly a dead person.

But now, Fengyang's body became hot again, and he breathed weakly again.

Gu Yanfei didn't hear it, and took out a small red kit from Fengyang's slightly hot chest.

The amulet in this kit was personally presented to Fengyang by Gu Yanfei on the day of the flounder banquet, and she also told Fengyang to always carry this amulet with her.

Gu Yanfei shook the kit lightly, a trace of ashes floated out from the mouth of the kit, and when the wind blew, the ashes were blown away by the wind.

Fengyang's Yuanshou is indeed only today, but this amulet given by Gu Yanfei can protect Fengyang's heart and soul, and extend her life for another day.

King Kang knew the date of Fengyang's death, and Gu Yanfei could also calculate it.

Feng Yang said that King Kang was waiting for her death, so it is better to use her death to lure the snake out of the hole.

Gu Yanfei knew that King Kang had taken the bait since the Ministry of Rites proposed that today be the day to worship the imperial mausoleum.

"Help Your Highness to the back for me." Gu Yanfei said softly.

The palace maid was in a hurry to respond, and the two of them helped Feng Yang, who was still awake, to the apse of Long En Hall.

Chu You stared at Fengyang stubbornly. At this moment, he really wanted to kill Fengyang with his own hands.

After the initial shock passed, Chu You's expression changed from horror to anger, more unwillingly and dissatisfied.

He hasn't lost yet!

Chu You's eyes were as dark as an owl's.

Now that he has reached this point, he is not willing to give up. He raised his bloody right hand, put his index finger and middle finger together, and gestured forward.

--superior!

A hostile energy lingered around him, like a wild beast that was driven to a desperate situation and planned to fight to the death.

The five hundred Huben Army officers and soldiers who were standing by outside the Long En Gate waved their long knives and spears, and approached the civil and military officials inside the Long En Gate like a tide, full of murderous intent.

They didn't want to kill people, but took the civil and military officials present as hostages.

As long as the knife is placed on the necks of these officials, King Kang will have a bargaining chip, and even the emperor will weigh the lives of these close officials.

Facing the surging tiger and ben army, those female relatives and civil servants fled to both sides of the Long En Hall one after another, and the female relatives turned pale with fright.

Chu Yi in the hall was quite calm, and calmly spit out two words: "Do it."

Even at this time, his expression and voice are still like spring wind and rain.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The deafening gunshots came and went, falling down like a torrential rain.

The soldiers of the Shangyang Army, dressed in Xuanjia and holding flintlock guns, tapped the trigger one by one in an orderly manner. After the front row fired bullets, the soldiers in the rear row immediately replaced them, switching freely.

This majestic imperial mausoleum turned into a cruel battlefield in an instant.

Life and death on the battlefield are often just in a short moment!

Every time a gunshot was fired, a soldier of the Huben Army fell down, or blood holes appeared in the vital points between the eyebrows, neck or chest.

Blood spewed out from the wounds of the dead rapidly, staining the ground red, blood flowing into rivers, and corpses strewn across the field.

Not only were gunshots nearby, but also in the distance. An ominous and oppressive atmosphere permeated, and the surroundings became a mess.

Chu You's face turned ugly again. It was obvious that other soldiers of the Huben army in the imperial tomb were also besieged by the Shangyang army.

Chu Yi said lightly: "Emperor Taizu once said that a flintlock gun is faster than a knife at a distance of six feet."

A simple sentence is full of deterrence.

The corpses lying on the ground proved his words.

Gunshots continued, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood and gunpowder.

The faces of the soldiers of the Huben Army present changed drastically.

This new flintlock is far more lethal than the old flintlock and fires faster.

In front of this terrifying magic weapon, the knives, guns, and arrows they possessed were completely vulnerable, as dull and weak as a young child.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Those deafening gunshots seemed to never end.

Gu Yanfei, who was in the apse at the moment, was completely unaffected by the gunfire.

She patted Fengyang's back lightly, mobilized the spiritual power in her body to force it into her palm, and sent some of it into Fengyang's body.

The palace lady held her breath and looked at the two of them.

Gradually, Fengyang's aura recovered a bit, and although his breathing was weak, it began to become steady.

Gu Yanfei took out another talisman, patted Fengyang's chest lightly, and began to direct the palace maid to massage some acupuncture points on Fengyang's body.

After an unknown amount of time, Fengyang's closed eyelids trembled slightly.

"Your Highness, Your Highness!" Seeing this, the grand maid excitedly called out again.

At this time, the gunfire outside finally began to subside, only sporadic gunfire sounded intermittently.

Feng Yang slowly opened his eyes amidst the excited yelling of the palace lady, and after blinking, his dazed eyes soon became clear.

"Yan Fei," Feng Yang smiled, his lips were still pale, his breath was weak, and it was quite difficult to speak just a few words, "Don't feel sorry for me."

"I have reached the end of my life, and I can still do my part for the great scene established by Taizu himself. Even if I die, I can rest in peace." Feng Yang said freely.

Those eyes that were slightly dimmed due to illness are so firm, it is a kind of wisdom and transparency that sees through the troubles of the world.

Gu Yanfei tightly held Fengyang's old and rough hand, and said softly: "I understand."

Is there anything she doesn't understand, she just understands...

"Your Highness..." Two lines of tears flowed from the eyes of the Grand Palace Maid, like rain.

She knew that His Highness the Eldest Princess was right, but she still felt sorry for His Highness.

It is really unfair for Her Royal Highness Princess Dachang to sacrifice so much for the Great Scenery, yet she will end up in a state of disintegration after death and never enter reincarnation!

Amidst the woman's low sobs, the emperor in a royal uniform walked in quickly from outside, and after hearing what Fengyang said just now, he looked at the weak Fengyang with a serious expression.

"Yanfei?" The emperor looked at Gu Yanfei with sad eyes.

Gu Yanfei shook her head lightly.

Even though he was mentally prepared, the emperor's heart still sank, as if there was a mountain on his heart.

The emperor closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his expression had calmed down a lot.

Obviously the overall situation has been decided, but the emperor's face is not happy, he said in a deep voice: "Aunt Huang, all the culprits have been taken down, and I will return to Beijing to preside over the overall situation on the first day of the lunar new year."

Next, no matter the dead or the living, the three divisions must convict one by one.

Forcing the palace to rebel is a serious crime that affects the nine clans.

From time to time, there were noises outside the hall. Chu Yi had left, but some of the remaining soldiers still had to clean up the battlefield, count the casualties, resettle the frightened officials, female relatives, and so on.

Feng Yang nodded weakly to the emperor, and looked out of the window quietly.

In the blue sky, there was no cloud in the sky, and there was no trace of haze.

The golden sun hung high in the sky, the sun was shining brightly, it was dazzling, but the smile on Fengyang's face deepened.

very nice.

Fengyang closed her eyes again, and the grand maid called out "His Royal Highness" again in a gaffe. Gu Yanfei put down the hand that was holding Fengyang's pulse, and said softly, "It's okay, Your Highness just fell asleep..."

It was an hour later when the Shangyang Army and the Banner Guards outside finished cleaning the battlefield and settled the wounded.

All the people accompanying him were in shock.

After experiencing the forced palace just now, the remaining officials naturally would not suggest that the emperor continue the sacrifice ceremony tomorrow. A motorcade finished the sacrifice ceremony a day earlier and hurried back to Beijing.

Along the way, non-stop.

When the emperor's car drove back to the capital, the sun was setting in the west, and the sky was full of colorful clouds, like a brocade.

Everything in the capital has been settled.

Tang Wuji, the deputy commander of Jinyiwei, went out of the city to Sanliting to welcome the Emperor Shengjia back to Beijing, and gave a general report on the situation in the capital:

"Your Majesty, all the Huben troops hiding in the capital were captured by the Jinwu Guard."

"All the prefectures surrounded by the Huben army are safe and sound."

"The officials' wives who were under house arrest in the Chunxi Temple have been released back to the various government offices."

"..."

In just half a day, the situation in the capital was completely under control, because most of King Kang's troops were taken to the imperial mausoleum by him, leaving less than a thousand troops in the capital for dispatch by Queen Mother Yuan.

The Empress Dowager Yuan is just a woman in the deep palace, and she doesn't know how to dispatch troops. Apart from the empress dowager's identity that can suppress people, she is actually the most vulnerable and easiest link to break through.

That's why there was no major disturbance in the capital, and under the dispatch of Gu Yuan, Tang Wuji and others, the disturbance was resolved at the lowest cost.

"The capital is here!"

Seeing that the capital city was not far ahead, the people accompanying them were almost weeping with joy.

At this time, there are huge crowds of people near the west city gate, just like when the emperor left the capital yesterday.

Because the sound of the death knell in the palace spread throughout the capital, everyone in the capital was paying attention to this incident. Later, the common people knew that the emperor was fine, but that King Kang was plotting rebellion. They were relieved and spontaneously gathered here.

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live!"

"May my great prosperity last forever, and my country will last forever!"

The people gathered at the gate of the city to welcome the return of Shengjia all knelt down and shouted in unison, again and again.

Their shouts were as powerful as the waves of the sea, each wave was higher than the last wave, and wave after wave spread to the surroundings, even the other people in the distance heard it, and they also shouted.

This loud shout seemed to spread throughout the entire capital, sweeping away the previous haze.

There is still a chapter in the main text, and then there are some extra stories~