Hong Wen Library has more than two hundred thousand books. There is a Library Master who is in charge of the library affairs. There are dozens of students, all of whom are members of the royal family and high ranking officials. They follow the scholars to learn Confucian classics, history and calligraphy.
Today, the Library Master of Hong Wen Library has always been Wan 'er. When she is on duty in the palace, she also stays here.
At night, Hong Wen Library is especially tranquil. The scholars and students are not allowed to stay in the palace at night. Therefore, Hong Wen Library only has Wan 'er, Shu Xiaomiao and Fu Qingqing as companions.
Once night fell, Wan 'er anxiously waited. How could she sleep peacefully? She could only put on her clothes and occasionally walk to the stairs outside the room. She gazed into the distance, her eyebrows furrowed with worry.
She is well aware of what will happen tonight. However, she cannot predict whether it will succeed or not. This is why she is especially worried for Yang Fan.
She does not have to worry about her own safety. If the Prince of Lin Zi succeeds, she will regain her freedom. If the Prince of Lin Zi fails, Wei Dang will not know of her relationship with the rebels and will not implicate her.
But if that happened, her plan to stay with Yang Fan forever would come to naught. Unless Empress Wei was willing to let her leave the palace, she, who had the enormous responsibilities of the family, could not abandon everything and elope with Yang Fan.
When the sounds of fighting rose in the palace, Wan'er, who was in the silence of the night, could clearly hear the sounds of fighting coming from afar. Her heart immediately jumped with excitement. From the source of the sounds, she knows that the Wan Qi and the winged cavalry have successfully entered the palace. This gave her much hope.
Fu Qingqing and Shu Xiaomiao are her absolute confidants. However, Wan 'er did not explain the details to them. She only summoned them to her side at night and gave them some vague instructions. With their intelligence, they should have guessed something.
In this long night, the two of them could not fall asleep. When the sound of fighting faintly came to their dormitory, they could not help but put on their clothes and come out. Before they could look into the distance, they found Wan 'er standing on the stone steps.
Hearing the footsteps, Wan 'er did not turn around. She only said: "Tonight, there will be chaos. The two of you go to the hall. Without my summons, do not come out!"
Fu Qingqing and the sapling looked at each other, unable to hide the surprise in their eyes. The two of them agreed and obediently walked towards the main hall of the Hong Wen Building. At that moment, Wan 'er suddenly saw a shadow of a person flying towards them from afar. The speed of the person was faster than a galloping horse.
Wan 'er's heart skipped a beat. She hurriedly lifted her skirt and happily walked down the stairs.
"Two …"
Shangguan Wan 'er hurried to the door to greet him. She had just called out one word when, under the illumination of the two rows of lanterns under the door of the Hongwen Building, she suddenly discovered that the person who was flying over was not Yang Fan. Her heart thumped and she immediately stopped talking.
Wan'er's reaction was very quick. As soon as the word "two" came out of her mouth, she realized that the person who came was not Yang Fan. Although she was shocked, she immediately changed her words. "Yang Fan, you... why are you in such a hurry in the middle of the night?"
As it turned out, the person running for his life was the Guang Lu Shaoqing Yang Jun who had abandoned Empress Wei and escaped. Yang Jun saw the Thousand Bull Guards rush forward and excitedly cut down Empress Wei to the ground. He was scared out of his wits and immediately turned to run.
He didn't dare to go back to the inner palace and ran towards the front hall. He knew that the palace doors were locked and he couldn't get out. He just unconsciously ran in a relatively safer direction. Only when he was near did he think of Hong Wen Building.
In his view, Shanghai Wan'er had been through three dynasties and had many eyes and ears in the palace. He didn't dare to say anything outside the palace, but inside the palace, she was a person of great power. In this mutiny, it would be difficult for her to escape. The two of them were grasshoppers on the same rope and could help each other out.
Wan'er had wanted to call out "Erlang" but luckily she reacted quickly and immediately called out "Yang Fan". In his panic, Yang Jun thought that she had blurted out "Ah!" and the shock on Wan'er's face was definitely not fake, so he didn't suspect anything.
For Wan'er to be neatly dressed and standing at the door in the middle of the night was illogical, but at this time it made sense. The sounds of fighting could be heard here. As long as one wasn't sleeping too deeply, they would be able to hear it.
Yang Jun saw Wan'er. He hurriedly said: "Shangguan Zhaorong, it's not good! The Thousand Cavalry, Flying Cavalry and Thousand Bull Guards have all rebelled. The Empress has already been killed and the soldiers are burning and killing everywhere. Let's quickly escape. "
"Ah! How could it be like this? "Wan'er 'turned pale with fright' and said in a trembling voice:" The Empress has been killed? This … what should we do? Who is rebelling? "
Yang Jun smiled bitterly and said: "Things happened in a hurry. Yang still doesn't know who is rebelling. Let's first escape from the palace and then discuss."
"Escape from the palace? How can we escape?"
Wan'er's face was full of difficulty. She furrowed her brows and thought hard. In Yang Jun's eyes, Shangguan Zhaorong was anxious and worried. Naturally, she was thinking hard of a way to escape. He didn't know that Wan'er was secretly complaining and didn't know how to get rid of this uninvited guest.
It was difficult for Wan'er to send him away. If she randomly pointed out a place for him to escape to, but she refused to leave, Yang Jun would most likely guess that she was also a member of the rebels. Besides, she didn't have any place to point him to.
In a while, Yang Fan would arrive. No matter how stupid Yang Jun was, he would understand the role she played in this coup. At that time, it would be very dangerous. Or she would be held hostage by Yang Jun … What should she do?
Yang Jun was at his wit's end. He had already placed all his hopes on Shangguan Zhaorong. Seeing her pacing back and forth, her expression fluctuating, Yang Jun couldn't help but ask anxiously: "Zhaorong has no way?"
Shanghai Wan'er suddenly had an idea. She raised her head and said to Yang Jun: "Yang Shaoqing, please come with me!"
Inside Hong Wen Guan, Shu Xiao Miao and Fu Qingqing were secretly worried. Suddenly, they saw Wan'er hurriedly walk in with a man following closely behind her. Looking closely, they couldn't help but be shocked. Although this person was also surnamed Yang, he wasn't Yang Fan.
Fu Qingqing and Shu Xiao Miao looked at each other and thought: "What is going on? Could it be that after all this, Zhao Rong isn't going to elope with General Yang, but with this Guanglu shaoqing? Zhao Rong and General Yang even had a child. When did she get together with this Guanglu shaoqing? "
The two girls were confused and looked at Wan'er with a strange gaze. Wan 'er didn't have time to pay attention to them. She just walked quickly to a row of bookshelves. There were more than 200,000 books in the hall, and they filled up the bookshelves. There were boxes on the ground. Inside were some books that had been borrowed, returned, or had just been collected and hadn't been organized yet.
Wan'er casually opened a box and said to Yang Jun: "Yang Shaoqing, quickly take out the paintings inside. You can hide inside."
Hearing this, Yang Jun was immediately suspicious: "I hide in a box? What about you, Zhao Rong? "
Wan'er calmly said: "No matter who wants to rebel, they are plotting for the world. Wan'er is a woman and harmless. And the new dynasty has just been established. The system and etiquette will inevitably need Wan'er. Perhaps I can deal with it. "
Yang Jun originally didn't want to hide in a box. He felt that once he did, he would be at the mercy of others and wouldn't be able to fight back. Hearing Wan'er's words, he became even more worried. He coldly said: "If that's the case, how do I know that Zhao Rong won't betray me?"
Wan'er sullenly said: "Wan'er's life or death depends on whether the rebels want to use Wan'er. You, Yang Shaoqing, don't have that much weight. Betraying you will allow Wan'er to live! Wan'er is only helping you to leave a path of retreat. If Steward Wei can reverse the situation, you can also prove Wan'er's innocence. Why be so suspicious? "
Yang Jun saw that Wan'er was angry and hurriedly smiled. "Shangguan Zhao Rong, please forgive me. This Yang is like a bird startled by the twang of a bow. I can't help but be paranoid. If my words have offended you, please forgive me. However, it really isn't appropriate for me to hide in a box. "
Wan'er angrily said, "This isn't appropriate, that isn't appropriate. What do you want? Wan'er doesn't have the strength to truss a chicken and has nowhere to go. She can only sit and wait for the Prince of Xiang's will. The chaotic army will arrive soon. Yang Shaoqing, do not harm me. Let him run for his life. "
Yang Jun said, "There's nowhere to run. This Yang can only gamble this once. In the end, I still need to borrow Zhao Rong's strength. However, this Yang really can't follow the method of hiding in a box. Why don't we do this …"
… …
Yang Fan turned from the Right Yanming Gate to the Great Literature Hall. When he thought about An Le's death, he couldn't help but sigh.
When he arrived at the Great Literature Hall, he saw that the palace lanterns were hung high and the main door was wide open. It was quiet and there was no sign of activity. He couldn't help but wonder, "Wan'er is a little too calm. The palace is already in an uproar, but she still hasn't come out to visit?"
Yang Fan grew suspicious and became a little more cautious. Taking a deep breath, he charged into the Great Literature Hall.
Creak! Yang Fan pushed open the door. His eyes flashed as he saw four figures. Before he could lock onto Wan'er's charming face, he heard Wan'er's surprised voice. "Great General Yang, why are you here? Just what has happened in the palace? "
Yang Fan's heart instantly sank. At this juncture, Wan'er would never be in the mood to joke around with him. For her to say this, something must have happened. Yang Fan looked over and immediately found something strange.
The nervousness in Wan'er's expression was not feigned. When she met his gaze, Wan'er very skillfully gestured to him, as if telling him to look behind her. Yang Fan's gaze immediately swept behind her.
There were three people standing behind Wan'er. He recognized two of them: Fu Qingqing and Shu Xiaomiao. The other person was slightly taller than Fu Qingqing. She stood with her head bowed. Because there was only one lamp in the room and it was placed in a corner, the light was dim. It was impossible to see "her" appearance clearly.
"There's something wrong with this person …"
Yang Fan's heart jumped. He slowly walked forward and pretended to say, "Shangguan Zhao Rong, to tell you the truth, Empress Wei committed regicide in order to seize the throne. We were ordered by the Prince of Xiang, who assists the government, to execute the Wei Clique tonight and restore Li Tang. The general situation has already been decided! "
Shanghai Wan'er let out an "Ah!" in shock, but a happy smile appeared on her face, completely at odds with the shock in her voice. It was a pity that Yang Fan was standing behind her and had no way of noticing.
Yang Fan continued, "Zhao Rong has been in charge of managing Chen Han. Most of the military and state edicts have come from Zhao Rong. His Highness, the Prince of Xiang, holds her in high regard. After the clouds are dispelled and the sun is seen, he will assuredly place Zhao Rong in an important position. Thus, Yang was sent here in advance to guard against any harm from the rebels."
As Yang Fan spoke, he approached Shanghai Wan'er, wanting to suddenly restrain the unfamiliar "palace maid" behind her. However, the palace maid seemed rather timid and quietly hid behind Wan'er.
"She" was too close to Shanghai Wan'er. Yang Fan was not confident that he could strike without harming Wan'er. Yang Fan's heart was filled with hatred. I was about to hold Wan'er's hand and roam the jianghu. How could something like this suddenly happen? Just who is this person? Has Wan'er been restrained by her?
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