All of a sudden.
The entire palace began to move.
Squads of Imperial Guards and Imperial Guards swarmed out of the palace in the dark. Under the lead of the Imperial Guard who delivered the message, they arrived outside the tavern.
The one leading them was Yuchi Jingde's son, Yuchi Baolin.
"Where are they?"
Yuchi Baolin's clanging armor clanged as he grabbed the Golden Guard's collar and asked in astonishment.
"I … I don't know, but before the captain sent me to the palace to deliver the message, hundreds of our brothers were here!"
Yuchi Baolin tossed the Golden Guard far away, shook his muscular body, and swept his gaze across the dark corners like a pair of daggers.
How could he not know the people hiding in the dark?
It seems that Wei Shuyu is really something!
He must have put in a lot of effort to turn a squad of three hundred into this. But what about that bastard?
Was he killed?
Yuchi Baolin waved his hand. In an instant, a large group of Imperial Guards and Imperial Guards surrounded Zhang Feng's tavern. He waved his hand and said, "Everyone, with the tavern as the center, clear out everyone within a hundred steps! If there are any suspicious people, kill them! "
"Yes, sir!"
Everyone left.
Yuchi Baolin's footsteps were heavy as he pushed open the door to the dark tavern. Instantly, countless torches lit up the entire tavern.
In the next moment.
Yuchi Baolin's brain stopped working.
In front of him, the emperor and Wei Zheng were hugging each other as they slept on a bed made of wooden planks. Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui were rolling on the floor covered in vomit. Even the emperor's face was covered in dirt.
Wei Shuyu was leaning against the wall of the tavern, hugging a large wine jar and laughing like a fool. From time to time, vomit would overflow from the corner of his mouth.
Yuchi Baolin's entire body was covered in a layer of white sweat.
"Gulp!"
Swallowing hard, Yuchi Baolin hurriedly shooed away the people who were about to enter the tavern.
Even if Yuchi Baolin was an idiot, he now knew that he had really gotten himself into trouble this time. If anyone were to find out about this, the imperial family's reputation would be tarnished …
The Empress would kill!
At this thought, Yuchi Baolin waved his hand and roared, "Everyone, retreat thirty steps! Without my permission, no one is allowed to enter the tavern! "
These Imperial Guards were the sons of his father's subordinates!
Most of them were descendants of generals and ministers. If they were killed by the enraged empress ….
Yuchi Baolin took the torch from one of his men and lit up the tavern. He waved his hand and said, "Prepare the carriage!"
"Get the carriage ready! Are you all idiots? "
Then, he hurriedly carried Li Shimin and the others and placed them on the carriage one by one.
Looking at Wei Shuyu, who was leaning against the corner of the tavern and laughing like a fool, her chest covered in vomit, Yuchi Baolin was furious.
He viciously kicked her in the face while she was still laughing like a fool.
After making arrangements for the emperor and the others, Yuchi Baolin roared, "Men, drag this bastard away!"
"Reporting!"
"Lieutenant Yuchi, we've discovered a secret Turkic stronghold next door. What should we do?"
"What?!"
"F * ck!"
Yuchi Baolin had been preparing to clear the streets and escort the emperor and the others back to the palace, but when he heard this, his legs almost gave out from under him.
F * ck!
There's a secret Turkic stronghold right next door to this tavern?
F * ck!
What if —
F * ck you!
"Then what are we waiting for? Lao Tzu has already wiped them out! Drag them back and interrogate them! "
"F * ck you! Are you an idiot?! "
"F * ck off!"
"F * ck, it's over. F * cking hell, what sin have I committed?! Why did I have to work tonight?! "
Yuchi Baolin looked up at the sky and sighed.
He wanted nothing more than to slap his own mouth.
This time, even if nothing happened to the emperor, he would not be able to escape the beating he would receive when he returned.
Even if it was a secret Turkic stronghold right next to the emperor, he would still die!
Yuchi Baolin looked at the darkness sympathetically. He could not help but roar, "Stop hiding! Get the f * cking hell out of Lao Tzu! "
"Men! Tie these idiots up for Lao Tzu! "
"Lieutenant Yuchi, what … what's the meaning of this? We're under orders … "
Slap!
Some of the Imperial Guards protested and struggled, but Yuchi Baolin slapped them with the back of his hand and they fainted.
He really wanted to slap these idiots until they fainted. That might save their lives …
However, while wishes were beautiful, reality was cruel.
Yuchi Baolin glanced at Zhang Feng, who had slipped from the table to the floor, and sighed.
"Kid, what magic do you have that even the emperor is willing to treat you as an equal?"
"…"
The gong at one in the morning slowly sounded.
However, the security of the Imperial City was suddenly strengthened countless times in this silence and darkness. It was to the extent that after Cheng Yaojin received the secret order from the Dao Empress, he personally led his subordinates into battle and guarded the Emperor and the others as they entered the Taiji Palace.
In the palace.
Zhangsun looked at Wei Shuyu, who had been awakened by buckets of water, and shouted with a fierce expression, "Wei Shuyu, do you admit to your crimes?!"
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