Chapter 312: Forced rebellion (2)

Chapter 312 forcing the palace rebellion (2)
Sorry, Li Zong is a more loyal general. It is impossible to provoke him to rebel by your meticulous words. You are sent by the 'Princes of the Prince'. Only killing you completely eliminates Li Zong’s retreat. Li Zonghe and the soldiers were forced into the camp of Rui Wangye.
Rui Wangye, General Song will be very grateful for your sacrifice, waiting for the prince of Rui, and promise your silver two, will burn a lot of burnt to you, you have a spirit in heaven, you can rest in peace!
The streets of the capital are bustling, people come and go, Murong Xue walks in the crowd, slowly moving forward, casually watching the antique shops on both sides of the road, the slight sunshine shines on the body, the warm, the slight breeze blows With the aroma of flowers, it makes people feel relaxed and happy.
‘Get it! The rush of horseshoes suddenly sounded, and Murong Xue followed the sound. He saw thousands of soldiers wearing armor, and hurriedly rushed on the fast horse. The horseshoes stepped on the wolf and the ground shook.
The people of Beijing have stood on both sides of the road. Murong Xue also stood in the inconspicuous corner with the crowd. The soldiers rushed past the tide, stepping on the dust, the slight heart and lungs, Murong Xue Emei, Gently hold your mouth and nose!
Suddenly, the last few soldiers stopped in front of Murong Xue, took out a portrait and carefully carved it than the photo, and sighed coldly: "It is her, grab her!"
"Yes!" The soldiers looked cold and the sword was squirted. The silver light with the fierce wind and the unrelenting thorns to Murong Xue.
Murong Xue raised his eyebrows, stood still and did not move, no trace appeared out of nowhere, the sword blocked the soldiers' fierce offensive, and the soldiers fought together. In an instant, only the figure was interlaced, the sword shadow continued, the road The blood line splashed, and the whole street was in a mess...
"Killing... killing..." The people screamed in horror and fled...
Murong Xue stood in the same place, his eyes cold, who are these soldiers? Why should you catch her?
‘Get it! The rush of horseshoes was far and near. It was nearly a hundred soldiers wearing armor and riding a fast horse.
With so many people, the people who come are not good, she is not suitable for war and hard fight.
Murong Xue was stunned, and lifted his foot to open the last soldier. His feet were light and his slim body was like a string of arrows. He quickly flew forward, and her cold command came from the air: "No trace, let's go!"
"Yes!" Nodded no trace, followed by Murong Xue and quickly leapt forward.
Far away, Murong Xue saw the thousands of soldiers, crossed the official residences, and slashed the guards outside the gates, blood, and the bodies were scattered...
"What is going on?" Murong Xue frowned slightly: the soldiers of the military camp killed the goalkeeper, was prepared to rebel, rebellion...
There is no trace of sinking: "According to the position of the servant, the people living in the nearby houses are more officials who appreciate Miyagi Yu..."
Murong Xue glanced at him: "What do you mean, the people targeted by the soldiers are Gong Qianyu?"
Nothing nodded: "Ninety-nine!"
Murong Xue’s cold eyes narrowed slightly, and the biggest enemy of Gong Qian’s enemies was the Palace’s Qian Ze. If these soldiers were sent by Gong Qian Ze, then his purpose was self-evident...

Where is Gong Qianyu now?

No trace of the sky, long road: "If there is no accident, he should listen to Tai Fu in the study room at this time!"
"Then we will go to the Imperial Palace in the evening!" Murong Xue's eyes are faint: thousands of armored soldiers come to the forefront, she must inform Gong Qianyu as soon as possible...
"Murong girl, these soldiers, it seems that they also go to the palace." No traces open.

Really?
Murong Xue glanced at the roof and quickly leaped. He followed the soldiers and hurried forward. I saw that they had split two roads in the middle of the road. They didn’t know where to go. There were only a few hundred people on the other road. When I kicked and kicked, I came outside the palace. Sitting on the horse, I was surrounded by a magnificent palace. The eyes were serious and the face was cold. I couldn’t tell the difference!
Are they preventing the people in the palace from escaping? There was an accident in the palace!
Murong Xue glanced at the corner, seven turns and eight turns to a hidden corner, looking around at no one, she jumped, slender body like a butterfly, fluttering into the palace wall.
Surrounded by quiet, not half-personal, she looked around and hurried to the center of the palace...
The hurricane outside did not affect the palace. The palace royal palace was as peaceful and peaceful as ever. The bright sunshine shined through the lattice window into the room. The warmth was pleasant. The emperor sat in front of the window, bathed in the sun, and handled it. A book of the book.
In the gold wire furnace at the corner of the inner chamber, there is a faint amber scent. If there is no smoke coming from the furnace, it can’t be said to be fresh and pleasant...
'squeak! The micro-closed study door was suddenly pushed open, and a slender figure of water slowly came in.
"Father of the Emperor!" Qingrun's call was warm and jade, but the emperor heard his eyes frown and looked up at the people. The cold voice said: "Who will you enter the study without notice?"
"The father was angry and angry, and the children were watching the hard work of the father and the emperor. They only took the bowl of the soup to the father..." Gong Qianze said faintly, and took a tray and walked over to the emperor.
The tray is paulownia color, with a small porcelain enamel on it. The faint aroma overflows through the porcelain cover, making people mouth-watering. The emperor's face is slightly relieved. It is not salty or faint: "You have a heart."
"Thank you for the praise of the father, this is what the children should do!" Gong Qianze smiled and smiled, and placed Xiaoxi in front of the emperor.
The emperor faintly glanced at Xiao Yan, took the fold and continued to see, silently ordered the court to order.
Gong Qianze disapproved, looking at the emperor, the low road: "Father, the courtiers daring to ask, after a hundred years, are you ready to pass the throne to Gong Qianyu?"
"Of course, he is the prince, the best candidate for the successor, who will not pass the throne to him, but also to whom?" The emperor said carelessly, his voice was proud.
"The father moved to the palace to give him a thousand feathers, but because he was throwing out the prince?" Gong Qianze looked at the gaze, and looked at the emperor for a moment, not letting go of any expression on his face:
"Not all, his ability is also very good, fully qualified for the emperor's position." The emperor said faintly, the shallow smile of the corner of his mouth, seeing the palace Qian Ze face gloomy, he is so satisfied with Gong Qianyu?
"Does the father not think that I am more qualified for the emperor than Miyagi?"
The emperor Li Wei was awkward, sharp eyes like a sharp arrow, fierce shot to the palace Qian Ze: "What do you mean?"
(End of this chapter)