Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

"Sir Taiwei, are we..." Zhang Zishan turned to look at Lin Bingquan.

Although the two people turned against each other before because of their respective ambitions, they were destined not to easily resolve their conflicts, but the situation is different now. They are both rebellious officials and traitors, grasshoppers on the same rope. As the saying goes, once the Ninth Princess eliminates the influence of the imperial concubine,

, then it’s their turn.

"Master Zhang, if you want to help, just go ahead. I don't want to interfere."

With his hands behind his back, Lin Bingquan glanced sideways at Zhang Zishan and said with a half-smile: "After all, the emperor and the concubine are mother and son. Killing relatives for righteousness is just a show. On the contrary, Mr. Zhang has to rely on the emperor and the concubine to achieve his goal. Zhang

The concubine and the concubine are from the same school again. If the concubine loses, Concubine Zhang and Mr. Zhang will be in vain."

Unexpectedly, the seemingly dignified and quiet Zhang Lianwu turned out to be from Juechen Palace, and Zhang Zishan had managed to keep it a secret for so many years. What made him even more unexpected was that the father and daughter, who were usually low-key and cowardly, actually harbored evil intentions, and even openly

Betrayed him, it seems that he has always underestimated Zhang Zishan and his daughter.

Zhang Zishan was suffocated after hearing this, and cursed in his heart: How long has it been, and this old fox is still scheming to avoid any loss! What's more, the imperial concubine has also joined the Juechen Palace. Didn't the old fox also hide it from everyone?

"In terms of closeness, Your Excellency Taiwei is the emperor's maternal grandfather, and the imperial concubine's biological father, isn't it true that he is closer to me than the lower official and Concubine Zhang?"

Lin Bingquan raised his eyebrows and sneered: "So what? Don't forget, Mr. Zhang, that the emperor and the concubine have severed ties with me and are now enemies."

"You can't say that. The so-called broken bones are connected to the tendons. The emperor and the noble concubine were just confused for a moment, and the Taiwei..."

"Okay, just do whatever Mr. Zhang wants to do, it has nothing to do with me!"

Coldly interrupting the chattering Zhang Zishan, ignoring the blue and white looks on his face, Lin Bingquan stared straight at Mo Xuan and the middle-aged eunuch who were fighting inextricably, with a hint of dark edge and sinisterness in his deep eyes, secretly signaling to his followers

We must not act rashly.

Once he had the imperial edict in hand, and the entire palace and capital city were under his control, there was no rush at this moment;

Secondly, there are rumors that the Ninth Princess mobilized hundreds of thousands of troops to rush back to the capital. The Liang Kingdom even dispatched 20,000 black-armored troops who existed like a dragon-protecting clan to assist the Ninth Princess. However, he has not seen those troops and the Black-armored Army yet.

traces;

Thirdly, Han Mingji turned out to be secretive, and Sima Rui and others vowed to protect the Ninth Princess to the death. It might not be that easy to get rid of the Ninth Princess;

The most important thing is that no matter how he forced the late emperor, the late emperor would rather die than hand over the rule of the powerful and mysterious Dragon Guard clan, and the emperor and his concubine gained nothing;

Therefore, he wanted to see the situation before making a decision, to see if the rumors were true, and also to see if the late emperor handed over the dragon guardian clan to the Ninth Princess.

You must know that he was able to stand in the court for so many years, even Emperor Jingren and Emperor Huiwen were afraid of him. It was all because of his careful mind and his ability to make decisions before taking action. What's more, this was a critical moment that related to the life and death of him and his family. He

He must be more cautious in order to protect him and his family, and then dominate the world.

The goal was not achieved, and he was ridiculed by the old fox Lin Bingquan. Zhang Zishan felt that a fire called shame and anger was rising in his chest, and his face became extremely ugly, but there was nothing he could do.

Although he also raised private soldiers and was supported by the people of Juechen Palace, he was indeed not as good as Lin Bingquan in terms of scheming and power.

Now that Lin Bingquan has made it clear that he is unwilling to put aside his conflicts temporarily and work together to deal with the Ninth Princess and others, should he assist the imperial concubine? Or wait and see what happens?

"Master Zhang, in my humble opinion, you must inform Concubine Zhang of what happened here as soon as possible to make preparations." A close minister reminded Zhang Zishan in a cautious low voice.

In fact, he and some ministers chose to seek refuge with Zhang Zishan and his daughter because the emperor had never had a main concubine, so Zhang Concubine would most likely be canonized as queen. But later, Zhang Concubine actually tried to seize the throne and become emperor. Naturally, they

I regretted it so much, but it was a pity that they had the leverage in the hands of Zhang Zishan and his daughter. Even if they did not care about their own life and death, they still had to take care of their relatives and family, so they had no choice but to make mistakes.

Zhang Zishan didn't know what to do, but his eyes lit up after hearing this. Wu'er has always been resourceful, and I believe Wu'er will definitely have a way to resolve the dilemma.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zishan winked somewhere in the palace without leaving any trace, and immediately someone quietly left the Jinluan Palace.

At this time, Sima Rui and other ministers and the imperial guards had jointly eliminated all Lin Yufeng's people. There were piles of corpses on the ground of the magnificent palace, bright red flowing everywhere, and a strong smell of blood filled the air.

Mo Xuan and the middle-aged eunuch had already fought outside the palace.

Seeing that all his subordinates were either killed or captured, Lin Yufeng was shocked and panicked, and his already gloomy face became more ferocious and distorted.

Qingyun glanced sideways at Wuying, who immediately jumped in front of Lin Yufeng and struck Lin Yufeng unexpectedly.

Lin Yufeng was not weak in martial arts, but he was no match for Wuying, who had been practicing martial arts since childhood and had been carefully taught by Qiao Bingying. In addition, Lin Yufeng had already lost her mind at this moment, but Wuying subdued her and disabled her martial arts in just a few moves.

Staring at Qingyun, who had a calm and composed expression, Lin Yuyan's eyes were filled with resentment and unwillingness. His lips kept opening and closing, but the dancing shadow touched her acupuncture points and could not make a sound.

Ordering the imperial guards to take Lin Yufeng and the traitors into the sky prison, Qingyun took Lan Jue, Zike, and the secret guards out of the Jinluan Palace.

Naturally, Sima Rui and others closely guarded Qingyun.

Sima Chun's energy had reached its limit, but he couldn't worry about Qingyun, so he forced himself to go outside the palace with the help of the eunuch.

The imperial concubine was defeated, and even the middle-aged eunuch with great martial arts skills could not survive alone. Lin Bingquan, Zhang Zishan and their gang members, who knew that it was their turn next, would not sit still and wait for death. However, surrounded by the Imperial Guards, they could not survive at all.

I had no choice but to follow the crowd and come out to watch the battle.

Outside the palace.

Mo Xuan and the middle-aged eunuch were locked in an inextricable fight. Two figures, one purple and one black, were flying up and down. The powerful sword energy palm wind was flying everywhere. The speed was so fast, the movements were sharp, and the internal force was so strong. Look at it.

Everyone was frightened, and some people who didn't know martial arts spit out blood and turned pale.

About half an hour later, the middle-aged eunuch gradually fell into a disadvantage. Seeing Mo Xuan's sharp soft sword containing all his inner strength coming at him, he suddenly threw away the long sword in his hand, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"Don't kill him!"