It was five in the evening.
Inside Xin Palace, Meng Fuyao, who had finally reunited with her troops in the guard room, stared at the refined and gentle man in front of her. She was a little surprised that Yun Chi, the head of the Yun family, who had stood tall in the Taiyuan imperial court for so many years, was such a gentle and delicate man.
Yun Chi had been thinking about Meng Fuyao's bold and crazy suggestion. He was naturally aware that Xin Palace had been silently surrounded tonight, but the situation was unclear and he dared not make a move. Now that he had been asked to make the first move, as an old politician in the Taiyuan court, he naturally knew that the consequences would be too severe. Even someone as calm as Yun Chi could not help but break out in cold sweat.
Meng Fuyao, on the other hand, giggled as she poured herself a cup of tea, crossed her legs, and hummed a tune.
"I always have too little money, too little money. After counting for half a day, I only have a few notes left. I say it doesn't matter, but I'm not that strong …"
After the money-demanding version of 'Too Softhearted' was over, she sang the money-demanding version of 'Smiling Face'.
"I often think that you're right beside me, counting your notes, but I can't figure out how much you have left in your pocket. But I still, still believe that you can give me a diamond ring. The books say that rich people can be together from a thousand miles away, but I want to help you keep your notes. I've heard of many performances of undying vows, but I still want to see the numbers in your bank book …"
Yun Hen and Yun Chi looked at her in shock, thinking that she was really a weirdo. A storm was brewing, and the killing in the palace was raging. How could she still be in the mood to sing such nonsense in the face of a life-or-death crisis?
Meng Fuyao was already impatient. She slammed the table and asked, "What are you waiting for?"
Yun Chi smiled bitterly and muttered, "Miss Meng, this …" He did not dare to say the word "rebellion" and could only say it vaguely. "I do have some men, but they can't enter the Qianan Palace. Indeed, we can cause some trouble here, but this is a serious matter …"
"Very well." Meng Fuyao tilted her head back and finished her tea. She stood up. "If we don't, how can we alarm your master?" She looked around and smiled. "I heard that Taiyuan Palace used to be the Divine Palace of the Yi Kingdom. Before the fall of the Yi Kingdom, the imperial family of the Yi Kingdom dug out many secret passages and secret chambers. I've already seen one, and now I'd like to see another."
As she stood, she suddenly slammed the teacup in her hand onto the table. With a loud crack, the rosewood table sank a little. Upon closer inspection, one would realize that it was the floor beneath the table that had sunk in. She laughed and, ignoring Yun Chi's horrified gaze, lifted her leg and kicked. With a loud rumble, the floor split into two, revealing a secret door.
"Bring all the guards and people in the Palace of Faith to the secret passageway. Then, set fire to the Cold Palace," Fuyao said bluntly. "Once the fire starts, it'll be much easier for you to do anything."
"Set fire to the palace?" Yun Chi's eyes twitched. "That's a crime punishable by the death of nine generations!"
"Now I know why you've been getting beaten up and stripped of your power. You've thought too much and done too little. You've never understood the concept of 'the winner takes all'. If King Qi kills the Crown Prince, the Yun Family will be guilty even if they don't kill him. If the Crown Prince destroys King Qi and sets fire to the palace, the Yan Family's Imperial Guards will be the ones to rebel. What does that have to do with you, a meritorious minister?"
Yun Chi's expression changed, but Yun Hen had already turned to leave.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm bringing some men to set fire to the palace," Yun Hen replied without turning his head. "Not only here, but everywhere else as well!"
"You!"
"The Palace of Faith is the Cold Palace. A fire here alone might not alarm the Crown Prince. Moreover, there are so many people outside. The fire will be extinguished in the blink of an eye." Cloud Hen's voice was cold and firm. It sounded like ice was crashing against each other, carrying with it a chilling intent. "My father was an old minister of the previous Yi Kingdom and he held the greatest secret of the Yi Kingdom's royal family in his hands. Why didn't you take out the entire palace's secret path diagram?
"That's a gift from the former Emperor! It can't be used unless the palace is in danger! "Yun Chi rushed to Yun Hen's side and stomped his foot." I've sworn a blood oath! "
Yun Hen turned his head and moved his sleeves.
"Oath my ass!" Meng Fuyao suddenly interrupted. "You're a politician. Don't you know that oaths are used by politicians to spout nonsense?" With her hands behind her back, she walked to Yun Chi's side and smashed a teapot on his head.
Yun Chi fell to the ground with a crash. Meng Fuyao clapped her hands and smiled. "Very good. Very cooperative."
Yun Hen was surprised, but not angry. He only sighed. "Why did you do this?"
Meng Fuyao curled her lips and shook her head. "You intend to personally beat up your adoptive father who's' loyal to the country 'and bear all the blame for being unfilial? Is it worth it? Why don't I, an outsider, do it for you? "
Yun Hen remained silent. Meng Fuyao had already bent down to search Yun Chi's chest. She quickly took out a piece of cloth and opened it. She laughed coldly. "The Taiyuan Imperial Palace's secret map is such an important thing, yet your father is carrying it with him. Do you dare say that he doesn't agree with our crazy idea?"
Yun Hen turned his head away, obviously unwilling to answer the question. Meng Fuyao became more and more depressed. She could help others, but she didn't like being used like a fool. Yun Chi was a sly old fox. He clearly had the same plan as them, even keeping the map in his chest for them to retrieve. Yet, he was still hesitant and evasive, so that his loyal adoptive son would act rashly, kidnap his adoptive father, and steal the map in an attempt to create chaos. In the future, if someone were to look into the matter, he could shirk all responsibility and make his rebellious adoptive son the scapegoat.
Yun Hen obviously knew, but he pretended not to know. He really planned to take all the blame himself. Meng Fuyao was annoyed.
Because of her bad mood, she was a little more ruthless. She purposely chose a brass teapot. Her true Qi had been sealed, but her muscles and bones were still strong. She was so ruthless that Yun Chi would probably get a concussion.
'It's better to beat him until he becomes a fool. Who asked you to pretend?' Meng Fuyao thought viciously.
It was now a quarter past five.
Emperor Qi smiled as he mentioned the famous Taiyuan acrobatic troupe.
Fang Minghe's army was calling for the gates to be opened.
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"Burn, burn with all your might!" Meng Fuyao scurried around the floor, commanding the guards. She kicked open the door and flipped open a guard's blanket, pulling his naked butt up. "Why are you still covering me with a blanket? Light a fire! Thirty-two torches. I want you to burn immediately, or I'll push you outside. "
There were three thousand hostile imperial guards outside, waiting for the signal from Qianan Palace to exterminate them. The guards of Xin Palace knew that there was going to be a big change tonight. It was a matter of life and death. Surprisingly, no one objected to the rebellious order. They silently and quickly prepared flammable materials, vegetable oil, and torches …
The people in the Palace of Faith were sent away through the secret door and sent to the empty rooms in the West Six Palace to hide. The Emperor had few concubines, so there were many empty rooms in the West Six Palace. Thus, Meng Fuyao sent a group of guards over and instructed them to burn down any empty rooms they came across and find a place to hide.
"Alright, this is all we can do now." Meng Fuyao clapped her hands and smiled. "As long as the Crown Prince can rush out of the palace, his 80,000 imperial guards will be in the capital. They'll be in a better position than the capital army. When the time comes, Qi Xunyi won't be able to win."
"I'm afraid the Crown Prince won't be able to rush out of the palace." Yun Hen looked worried. Meng Fuyao shook her head and smiled. "We've already done this much. If he still can't grasp the time to realize the danger, he deserves to die."
Yun Hen was silent. His cold eyes flashed with an indescribable brilliance.
The paper window behind them suddenly flashed with a red light. Then, the red light grew brighter, and the torches were ignited everywhere. Because it was a deliberate arson, the dragon of flames whistled through the entire Xin Palace and wreaked havoc among the palace walls and pillars.
The windows were instantly deformed, and the pillars were gradually distorted. Bright red flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the ashen sky of the imperial city.
Vaguely, the imperial guards outside the Xin Palace could be heard shouting orders and the sound of the door being kicked open.
Meng Fuyao pushed Yun Hen into the tunnel and jumped in herself. The secret door closed on the ground. The moment the imperial guards rushed in, she suddenly stretched out her fingers and made a proud gesture.
Two fingers separated, forming a scissors.
"Victory!"
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