None of the people present were idiots, and naturally understood what Ye Chen meant.
Not to mention that they didn't have the power to attack Wan'an Temple. Even if they did, they didn't dare to act rashly.
"Then what to do, senior brothers, they are still there now..."
"Amitabha, the abbot of my Shaolin School, and the first few of them are now under the control of others. The uncles of the masters in the family have long been in retreat and do not ask questions about the world. Unless it is the collapse of the school, otherwise... hey!"
"My Kunlun faction is now, the group of dragons has no leader, and it is in chaos. I only hope that I can rescue the head as soon as possible."
Following Ye Chen's words, the elders of all factions present also complained one after another.
"Everyone, please stay calm."
Song Yuanqiao frowned and couldn't help saying: "Since my Wudang faction knows about this, there is no reason to sit back and ignore it."
"Could it be...Zhang Zhenren intends to do it himself?"
Hearing Song Yuanqiao's words, a certain elder of the Huashan faction brightened before his eyes and curiously said.
As soon as this statement was made, the elders of all factions present were also slightly happy.
Zhang Sanfeng!
The number one person in the world rarely took shots decades ago, but no one dared to challenge the other party's majesty for so many years.
And these people gathered in Wudang Mountain today, and there is a hint of hope that Zhang Sanfeng will make a move.
"Master Tai is very old. For such trivial matters, I will wait for the younger generation to work from the contemporary."
The faint words sounded, making everyone look gloomy, but when they noticed the identity of the speaker, they turned from worry to joy.
Song Qingshu!
Although on this Wudang Mountain, the other party was just an ordinary three-generation disciple.
But after the battle of Guangmingding, how many people in the arena dared to ignore the other level of identity of this little Wudang disciple?
Righteous leader!
This heavy reputation, even the Shaolin School, which has been passed down for thousands of years, dare not underestimate it.
What's more, it is still time for them to ask for help.
Looking at Ye Chen cautiously, one of the elders said, "The leader meant that he wanted to make a shot himself?"
"Yes, about the rescue, I have a plan, but I can't disclose it in too much detail yet. I hope that all schools and factions can cooperate by then..." Ye Chenyou said.
Breaking into the palace to hold the emperor was a bit shocking and extremely risky.
Not to mention these people right now, even among the Wudang faction, Ye Chen would not disclose this news at will.
After appeasing the people sent by the five major organizations, the two major organizations, the Zhengqi League and Mingjiao, also began to infiltrate the capital, and various spies took action.
For a time, intelligence from all parties gathered in Wudang Mountain. There were righteous alliances and Mingjiao...
When it was determined that the six major factions were indeed imprisoned in Wan'an Temple, and the Forbidden Army was in charge of guarding them, Ye Chen couldn't help showing a smile and sent a message to his men.
"Everything goes according to plan!"
…………
I have to admit that since Kublai Khan entered the Central Plains, the originally brave and fierce Golden Family also quickly began to degenerate in the atmosphere of the Central Plains song and dance.
In just one hundred years, it was for these Yuanren aristocrats to learn the Confucian rigorous hierarchical system of "monarchs, monarchs and ministers, father, father and son". The Yuanren aristocrats with imperial power as their core are also becoming more and more corrupt. , I only know that I am greedy for pleasure, but I don't know how to make progress.
However, at this moment, the rule of the Yuan people is in a state of crumbling edifice. Outside, Zhou Ziwang, Han Shantong, Liu Futong and other rebels are rioting. Inside, there are major forces in North Korea and China competing for power and gains and suppressing dissidents.
In recent years, King Ruyang, as the General Marshal of the World's Soldiers and Horses, led the army everywhere, but gradually aroused the fear of the top!
Not bad.
It is fear!
The grassland has always relied on force to win. As a member of the Golden Family, King Ruyang controls so many soldiers and horses, it is really worrying.
If the other party has any dissatisfaction, you can scream out, overthrow the court, and become an emperor!
Under this trend of thinking, the forces of the Ruyang King line were also suppressed by various factions in the DPRK.
Among them, the most popular is the Eighth Prince.
If anyone is most favored by the emperor now, it is the eighth prince who is a compatriot with the emperor.
Although the eighth prince did not hold the military power, relying on the emperor’s favor and his own means, he gradually showed signs of controlling the government...
At the moment, North Korea is the most concerned thing.
It was not the six major factions who were imprisoned in Wan'an Temple, but the marriage of Shao Min and the eighth king's love son!
"Patter!"
A beautiful blue and white porcelain bottle was smashed to pieces, showing the anger in the heart of its owner.
"This is simply bullying!"
The palm of the hand, like a white jade, slapped the table made by the finest Huanghuali.
At this moment, Zhao Min's complexion was flushed, and his chest was ups and downs. He was obviously extremely angry: "These eight princes, all day long let people impeach my father, saying that he is corrupt and ruining the law. , Intending to rebel, really annoys me!"
"Minmin."
Next to Zhao Min, a man who looked somewhat similar to him saw this, and persuaded him with a wry smile: "You don’t know what the Eighth Prince and their plan are. He also proposed to the emperor a few days ago that he wanted to betroth you to him. My son is a wife. In fact, in recent years...Many people in the dynasty are jealous of the power of our palace and want to bring us down day and night.
"So the father agreed to the eighth prince's proposal?"
Zhao Min raised his brows when he heard this, but he was even more angry, and said in a deep voice: "The son of the eighth prince has a history, who is proficient in eating, drinking, and gambling. He is just a dude. What qualifications does he have to be worthy of my Zhao Min... The man I'm looking for is either a hero, or a brave general like my father, the marshal!"
"Wang Baobao... Are you just watching your sister jump into the fire pit?"
"Minmin, you know, I must be on your side."
Wang Baobao lowered his head and his voice became much lower: "It's just the situation of the father in these years. You don't know that if you can marry the Eighth Prince, then our Ruyang Palace can also successfully gain a foothold in the court, not As it is now, everyone is squeezed out..."
"hateful!"
Some unwillingly stomped his feet, Zhao Min frowned, "Guobao, if I were a man, I would have persuaded my father to support myself and become a king... Unfortunately, you know, although my father loves me, but this It’s such a big deal, he won’t listen to my daughter’s family."
"Speak carefully, be careful that the wall has ears..."
Wang Baobao was startled, looked around subconsciously, shook his head and said, "Minmin, you should take advantage of these days and go out to relax."
After speaking, he shook his head and left the room.
