The leader of Yuwen Clan, Yuwen Shang, had his eyes half-closed, as if he had fallen into some kind of reverie. He focused on martial arts, and together with Song Que, they were the top two martial artists below Ning Daoqi in Middle Earth. Although they were powerful, they had never been involved in politics. They had left all the power of Yuwen Clan to his nephew, Yuwen Wenji. However, he himself was a stabilizing force for Yuwen Clan.
He could not be underestimated!
"Huaji, you have lost this time!" He sighed, "Since Yang Guang has taken control of Daxing, and the eunuchs of the East and West Faction have eyes and ears everywhere in the two capitals, you no longer have any chance in Daxing!"
"Right now, the only chance of survival is outside the capital. Although the East and West Faction are arrogant, the world is still the world of the aristocratic families. Most of the managers and military leaders are from aristocratic families. The power of our Yuwen Clan lies in the reputation of the aristocratic families. Yang Guang can destroy our foundation, but he cannot destroy the aristocratic families, let alone our reputation and relationship. "
"Uncle, are you asking me to admit defeat? Yang Guang will not trust us anymore. Now that we are trapped in Daxing, are we just going to let our foundation rot and let Yang Guang kill the loyal officials of Great Zhou? "Yuwen Wenji raised his head and asked, unwilling to give up.
Yuwen Shang sighed, "The rise and fall of aristocratic families are normal. As long as Yuwen Clan protects itself, Yang Guang will not do anything to us. When the world is strong again, there will be a day when we can rise again. Why should we care about the temporary gains and losses? A thousand-year-old aristocratic family, a hundred-year-old dynasty … Huaji, you are not farsighted enough! "
"We are not at the end of the road yet," Yuwen Wenji said coldly.
"Right now, the morale of the armies in Daxing is not stable yet. They are only temporarily following Yang Guang, and that incapable ruler has destroyed his own foundation. Right now, other than those damned eunuchs, there is no longer any power under Yang Guang's control. He mobilized all the armies outside the city and guarded the gate, but this exposed the emptiness of the city. Right now, the Dugu Clan is also dissatisfied with Yang Guang. Why don't we work together … "
"Huaji!" Yuwen Shang stopped him, "Tong Guan's martial arts are so powerful that even I can't see through him. The power of the East and West Faction is no weaker than us. Without the slightest chance, we can't bet the lives of the entire Yuwen Clan on a plan!"
"Are we just going to watch Zhiji die? Uncle, today that fatuous emperor can put Zhiji in the death cell, tomorrow he can attack Chengdu and Wudi! At that time, how are we going to save them? "Yu Wen Ji asked in a trembling voice," Besides, Dugu Feng has also sent a letter. "He took out a secret letter and handed it to Yu Wen Shang.
"Dugu Feng is the commander of the Imperial Army, in charge of the Imperial Guards, Cavalry Guards, Martial Guards, Garrison Guards, Imperial Guards, and Marquis Guards. There are a total of six thousand people, and they are the most important guards in the Imperial City. His brother, Dugu Sheng, is an expert that Yang Guang easily trusts. Our strength has already far surpassed that of the Eastern and Western Workshops. Although those damned eunuchs are savage, after all, they have only been established for a few months. How many kung fu experts can they have? "
The sky outside the window was already bright. Yuwen Shang said tiredly, "I will go to court with you … Chengdu and Wudi will stay in the hiding place we have prepared. If we die, you guys just burn down the Yuwen Clan and protect Chengdu and Shi Ji as they go to Taiyuan to seek refuge with the Li Clan! "
The sky was bright, and the officials who came for the court had already gathered outside the Imperial City. After the failure of the three expeditions to Korea, the Sui Dynasty was in flames, and Yang Guang was addicted to wine and women. It was rare for him to have a morning court. Moreover, he had recently established the Eastern and Western Workshops, and he had gone against the rules and killed the officials. This caused the officials' hearts to waver, and public opinion was boiling.
Although this morning court was rather chaotic, it could be seen that the officials were divided into groups of five, representing different forces. The largest group was the eunuch's party behind Yu Shiji. Yu Shiji had basically obtained his position by flattering the emperor, and he represented Yang Guang's confidant. Among the officials, those who wanted to flatter him were all trying to curry favor with him. Recently, he had allied with the powerful Eastern and Western Workshops, so his power was the largest.
Next was Yu Wen Ji, who was on good terms with the Yuwen Clan, or who was loyal to the Yuwen Clan.
Next was Pei Yun and Su Wei, who represented Qingliu and Pei Ju. Their numbers were also very large, and together, they were the largest group among the five.
Finally, there were the officials behind Dugu Feng, who were trying to curry favor with the Dugu Clan. Their numbers were relatively small, but only those who truly understood the situation knew that this was to prevent Yang Guang from being afraid. Otherwise, their power in the court would be even greater than the Yuwen Clan.
With a heavy creaking sound, the guards pushed open the palace door to the royal court, revealing the steps leading up to the royal court. The sergeants of the Twelve Guards stood on both sides, arranged in a row on the wide square in front of the main hall, exuding a solemn aura.
Dugu Feng and Yu Wen Ji exchanged glances, and they led the officials behind them up the steps.
Yang Guang sat on the dragon throne, and his aura was like the netherworld. Even with his eyes closed, he looked like an evil dragon that was about to devour someone. The hall, which was hundreds of meters long and wide, was shrouded in a demonic aura. It was strange and ever-changing. The court was supposed to be open and aboveboard, but it was like the Temple of Yanluo, dark, cold, and silent.
Dozens of figures dressed in the clothes of servants stood on both sides of the hall. They were the backbone of the East and West Faction.
Tong Guan had changed into the clothes of a servant, and he stood next to Yang Guang in the shadows.
"Wang Shichong of Luoyang, is he not willing to come? Forget it, I will spare his life, but I still have to wait for the 'Saintess' of the Cihang Quiet House to come to Luoyang. I am waiting for them to 'choose the Emperor'! Didn't I hold back and not deal with those old bald donkeys from Jingnian Monastery to lure them here? If one He Shi Bi is not enough, I will add on Yang Su's treasury. I want all the rebels in the world to gather in Luoyang … "
"Your Majesty, the news of He Shi Bi and Yang Su's treasury has spread. I believe the people from the Cihang Quiet House have already noticed that something is wrong. The people from the Demon Sect also know that the Evil Emperor's relic has been placed in the treasury by Lu Miaozi. With the Dark Sunflower Faction and the Omniscient Sect coming, I am not afraid that both the righteous and evil sects will not gather in Luoyang," Tong Guan said softly.
"Very good! This time, we will be able to eradicate most of the unstable forces in the world. Without those backbone leaders, the rebels will have their backbone removed. Choose the Emperor! Why don't we elect Yanluo? "Yang Guang sneered.
Yu Wenji stepped into the main hall and saw Yang Guang's appearance from afar. His hands could not help but tremble. The current Yang Guang did not look the same as before he gave him the Heavenly Demonic Stone. The exhaustion from indulging in wine and women had disappeared from his face. His body was tall and strong, and even his appearance had returned to when he was young. But what shocked him the most was the terrifying aura from Yang Guang's body.
Demonic flames filled the sky!
There were ferocious demons everywhere in the main hall. The faces of the servants hidden in the darkness were as mysterious as ghosts. Yu Wenji swept his gaze across their faces: Wang Zhen, Wang Zhi, Liu Jin, Wei Zhongxian, Wang Chengen, Cao Huachun, Tsao Suiyan, Feng Bao, Gu Dayong, Yu Huatian, Zheng He, Cao Ren, Dong Haichuan …
The Dutou Chiefs of the Eastern and Western Depots were all standing there. Behind them, there were countless foreigners with their heads lowered. It seemed like all the eunuchs of the Inner Servants Province were present. Yu Wenji felt a chill in his heart.
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