Wu Youyi's party gradually disappeared in the snow …
After about the time it takes for two incense sticks to burn, a light carriage escorted by eight guards came out of the snow.
The eight guards were all wearing fur coats and looked fat. They walked steadily on the road and the light carriage in the middle was not fast. Step by step, they walked towards the Black Tortoise Gate.
The snowman standing at the top of the Black Tortoise Gate suddenly moved. The white snow rustled down and Yang Fan's vigorous figure appeared. He quickly walked towards the stairs and soon appeared at the bottom of the gate. He took a deep breath and ordered in a deep voice: "Open the gate!"
"Creak creak creak creak … …"
The heavy palace gate opened again and snowflakes floated in. It was unknown when, but the wind and snow became smaller.
When the palace gate was completely opened, the light carriage also arrived in front of the palace gate. The eight fur coat guards looked even stronger and fatter from a close distance.
Yang Fan led the way and led the carriage inside. The soldiers guarding the Black Tortoise Gate were somewhat puzzled. This group of people had entered the palace, but the general did not search them. He did not even check the identity of the people in the carriage. However, since the general had already done so, they would certainly not say anything.
The carriage entered the palace under the escort of the eight guards and soon stopped in front of the back palace wall of the palace. Yang Fan turned around and stood still. The eight guards uniformly took off their hoods and revealed their white, fat and beardless faces. They were the eight female sumo wrestlers under Princess Taiping.
The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a beautiful woman dressed in a black fox fur coat walked out of the carriage. She was wearing a green gray rat cloak and a Zhaojun warm cover made of autumn sable on her head. She looked graceful, playful, and charming. The white fox fur collar around her neck was like a beautiful jade that was whiter than snow. It was indescribable.
"Erlang!"
Princess Taiping greeted Yang Fan with a smile on her face. However, her smile was slightly stiff. It was unknown whether it was because of the cold weather or because she was too nervous. Yang Fan did not exchange pleasantries with her and immediately said: "Quickly come with me!"
The carriage was driven to an inconspicuous corner of the hall by the coachman. Princess Taiping and the eight female sumo wrestlers followed closely behind Yang Fan and circled to the front of the hall door.
The main hall was empty, without any furnishings. It was obviously an unused palace. There was only one lamp burning in the hall, and a pretty figure was pacing back and forth restlessly in the hall. Yang Fan pushed the door open and said anxiously, "Xiao Miao! The princess is here. "
…
The light carriage with General Li Duozuo's banner hanging on it left the Palace. First, it drove onto the Vermilion Bird Avenue. After speeding for a while, it turned into a square. By the time it came out of the square, the banner on the carriage had already disappeared. The carriage was heading towards the Southern City. A few more carriages followed, each heading in a different direction.
One of the carriages wandered around the city for a long time. At this time, it was snowing heavily and there were very few people on the road, so it was easy to determine if someone was following them. After the carriage confirmed that no one was following them, it quietly drove into Zhang Jianzhi's mansion.
There were already people waiting at the corner gate of the Zhang Estate. The moment the carriage arrived, they immediately opened the gate and let the carriage drive into the courtyard. Several members of the clan came out with brooms and quickly swept away the ruts from the alley to the corner gate. The corner gate was then quietly closed.
The carriage steadily stopped in the rear garden of Prime Minister Zhang's estate. Two people walked out of the carriage. Li Duozuo was not among these two. They were the Prime Minister Zhang Jianzhi and Cui Xuanhui, who were supposed to be on duty in the palace today.
The two said nothing, their expressions grave and stern as they walked up to the hall. The hall was already packed with people. General of the Imperial Guards Jing Hui, Li Zhan, Huan Yanfan, and the Prince of Xiang's estate's Major Yuan Shuji were all waiting there. Not a single one of them was sitting on a chair. They were all anxiously pacing back and forth. Upon seeing the two enter, the crowd immediately welcomed them in pleasant surprise.
"Master Zhang, Master Cui!"
"Alright, alright, the two masters have returned!"
"With the two masters presiding over the situation, the great undertaking will succeed!"
The Prince of Xiang's estate's Major Yuan Shuji paid no attention to the excited chatter of the crowd. He shot forward and impatiently asked Zhang Jianzhi, "Master Zhang, did you bring back the item?"
Zhang Jianzhi nodded and carefully took out a neatly folded piece of paper from his belt. Yuan Shuji unfolded the paper. The paper was printed with complicated inscriptions and numbers, as well as a few lines of freshly inked words.
Yuan Shuji saw clearly the bright red seal of the Political Affairs Hall and the seals of the two prime ministers, Zhang Jianzhi and Cui Xuanhui. He happily nodded his head and folded the paper again. He carefully put it into his bosom and said to Zhang Jianzhi and Cui Xuanhui, "My two Xianggong, His Highness has been waiting anxiously. I will take my leave now!"
Zhang Jianzhi solemnly nodded while Cui Xuanhui said, "Forgive me, be careful on the road!"
Yuan Shuji hurriedly left, and the hall instantly fell silent. Everyone anxiously looked at Zhang Jianzhi. The white-haired Zhang Jianzhi slowly swept his gaze over the crowd. He saw that there was nervousness, excitement, anticipation, and apprehension on their faces, but there was no fear. He smiled in gratification.
Zhang Jianzhi's expression was solemn as he said in a deep and powerful voice, "Everyone, success or failure, life or death, will be decided today!"
Cui Xuanhui cupped his hands to the sky and sternly said, "May Emperor Xian's spirit in heaven bless the Tang Empire and restore it to its former glory tonight!"
Jing Hui and the others excitedly cupped their hands and said in unison, "May Emperor Xian's spirit in heaven bless the Tang Empire!"
Zhang Jianzhi also cupped his hands high like the rest, but he did not speak with the crowd. He closed his eyes and listened to the prayers of the crowd, as if he was praying for something. Then, he slowly opened his old and sharp eyes and said to the crowd, "Everyone, let's split up!"
A few moments later, several groups of people dispersed from Zhang Jianzhi's estate.
… …
There were three sentry camps outside the Jin Wu Guard's main camp, forming a tripod. Each camp had ten soldiers of the Jin Wu Guard, and in each sentry camp was a sentry tower over ten zhang high, allowing one to see more than ten li.
It was just that it was a sunny day. In this kind of snowy weather, and it was dusk, Wu Youyi was only discovered by the guards on the tower when he was less than three hundred steps away from the sentry tower.
The guards on the tower immediately sent out a signal. The soldiers in the sentry camp heard the alarm and went forward to inquire. Once they found out that the person coming was Great General Wu of the Yulin Guard, they naturally did not dare to stop him. As they let him pass, they also used sound and light signals to warn the rear camp. Thus, when Wu Youyi rushed to the gate, Wu Yizong was already waiting there.
To travel here on such a snowy day, Wu Youyi could not help but be full of resentment. But seeing that Wu Yizong was already waiting respectfully at the gate with a smile on his face, Wu Youyi's resentment dissipated. However, he still could not help but complain, "Such heavy snow, what matter do you have for me to come here?"
Wu Yizong laughed heartily and said: "Of course there is a very good thing. Don't complain about your brothers after running a few steps because of the wind and snow. When you arrive at my commander's tent and understand the cause and effect, you will naturally know that I invited you here today to give you a great benefit."
Wu Youyi was puzzled and could not help but ask suspiciously, "What good matter is there that you would remember me?"
"Look, saying this hurts people. It is fortunate that I am broad-minded and will not lower myself to your level." Wu Yizong said with a smile, but did not answer what the 'good matter' was. He only led Wu Youyi to the commander's tent. When they reached the commander's tent, Wu Yizong hurried forward two steps and stretched out his hand to lift the curtain. He said with a smile, "Please!"
Wu Youyi saw that he was pretending to be mysterious and shook his head in amusement. He bent down and stepped into the tent. When Wu Youyi entered the tent, he found that it was empty. There was only a person sitting high up in the commander's chair, flipping through something with his head lowered. Wu Youyi looked closely and was shocked. He cried out involuntarily, "King Liang!"
Wu Sansi raised his head and couldn't help but smile when he saw that it was him. "We are all brothers, why are you calling me 'King'? It is too distant."
Although Wu Youyi was also a member of the Wu clan, he had always been loyal to Wu Zetian alone. Whether it was the struggle between King Liang and King Wei, or the struggle between the Wu clan and Li Tang, he had always stayed out of it. As a result, his relationship with this group of cousins was very shallow.
Now that Wu Yizong had suddenly invited him to meet, and King Liang and King Wu Sansi had actually appeared in the Golden Guards' camp on a snowy night, Wu Youyi immediately guessed that something big had happened. He subconsciously gripped the hilt of his sword and turned around to rush out of the tent. Wu Yizong stood to the side with a smile, not stopping him. However, a dozen or so armored warriors immediately rushed in and surrounded him with murderous intent.
Because more than a dozen people rushed in, before the curtain was lifted, Wu Youyi clearly saw several of his personal guards standing straight outside, no less than a dozen sharp spears around them, surrounding them and surrounding them were several dozen sharp spears. Wu Youyi couldn't help but sigh. He knew that he couldn't escape.
Wu Youyi let go of the hilt of his sword and turned around to look at Wu Sansi coldly. "What are you trying to do?"
Wu Yizong walked up to him with a smile. He took the sword from his waist and tossed it to one of the soldiers. Wu Yizong put his arm around Wu Youyi's shoulder and walked forward. "Youyi, we are brothers. Why would we harm you?"
Wu Sansi also stood up. "That's right! We of the Wu family have to work together. We can't let outsiders take advantage of us. But you, all along, you have not been of one mind with your brothers. This time, I invited you here because I was afraid that you would make a mistake at a crucial moment and do something that would make your enemies happy. So I discussed with Yizong and specially invited you as a guest. "
Wu Sansi walked over to his side, pulled his arm and affectionately said, "Let's go, a banquet has been prepared in the rear tent, we two brothers can drink and talk at the same time. This riddle, let Xiongdi personally solve it for you. Speaking of which, us two brothers really haven't had a heart-to-heart for many years … "
As Wu Sansi spoke, he gave Wu Yizong a look. He held Wu Youyi's arm and walked to the back of the tent. A few guards followed closely behind. The two had just left the tent when they heard a loud "dong" sound. Wu Youyi shuddered. Then he heard the incessant sound of drums, deafening like thunder on a snowy night.
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