Outside the city gate, the atmosphere was tense. Even if they followed military discipline, many soldiers raised objections at this moment. What's more, they couldn't help but rush to the city gate and beat the gate.

"Open the door quickly!"

…

"Lord, what should we do?"

Tan Yi became anxious and couldn't help but look back in the direction of the rebels, fearing that the rebels would see them being turned away and attack back. By then, it was unlikely that the city would send troops to help them.

"How about we!" Run away...

The rebellious thought in my heart just came up for a moment, and was interrupted by Xiao Jiu.

"Talk about righteousness!"

Xiao Jiu called out in a concentrated voice.

"Here!" Tan Yi hurriedly handed over his hand.

"Whoever sings louder, let them all sing. If you know how to dance, dance now!"

"No noisy, no making trouble, no patting on the city gate!"

Xiao Jiu came down with a series of orders, and Tan Yi couldn't help but be stunned. Then he slowly understood Xiao Jiu's meaning and hurriedly made arrangements.

After a while, everyone in the city heard the sound of singing and dancing outside the city, and they were all curious.

When Gongsun Fang heard the singing, he was startled for a moment, and then smiled, "Ah... this boy is very smart."

If he couldn't take it for his own use, he would also like to take Xiao Jiu as a general of the Gongsun family.

Gongsun Sheng also heard the singing outside the city gate and realized that Xiao Jiu was trying to save himself and delay time.

He took a deep breath, suddenly turned around and left, his eyes firm.

Seeing him walking towards the city, the head of the Gongsun family was startled.

"where did you go?"

Gongsun Sheng stopped for a moment, without looking back, and said loudly, "Go and ask that man how Xiao Jiu offended him! Also ask your Majesty, why did Xiao Jiu deserve to die?"

I also asked the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty, when Xiao Jiu defended the capital alone and led his men in a bloody battle, why did they just watch him die?

After Gongsun Sheng finished speaking, he shouted in the direction of the city gate.

"Xiao Jiu, when my brother comes to the palace, he will ask the king clearly and let you enter the city! You have to wait for me, young master!"

"Sheng'er! Come back!"

The head of the Gongsun family was shocked and quickly chased after him.

Gongsun Sheng, however, had already climbed onto a horse. Without waiting for anyone to stop him, he whipped the horse and spurred it away.

"Hey!" Gongsun Fang was angry and anxious, and led people to chase him.

Xiao Jiu, who was outside the city gate, heard the sound, his heart moved, and he smiled on his face. He replied through the closed city gate, "Okay! I'm waiting, little brother!"

"Fortunately, there is still Young Master Gongsun who can help. I just hope he can convince the king to open the city gate as soon as possible..."

Tan Yi's mood improved somewhat, and he still believed Gongsun Sheng's words and kept his word.

Xiao Jiu nodded, "I hope..."

But what he was thinking about was, could Gongsun Sheng really convince Zhou Wuxi to let them in?

He still couldn't figure out why Zhou Wuxi wanted to let him die. The suddenness of the killing made people feel uneasy.

The military flags were waving, and the singing outside the city continued. The Tenglong Army's pretended relaxed attitude really confused the rebels, at least temporarily hiding it from Yang Guosi.

But Xiao Jiu knew very well that this kind of blindness could not last long, and he had to quickly find a way to save himself.

On the street under martial law, only a few pedestrians passed by. On the empty road, two horses galloped towards the palace.

Gongsun Sheng has never been afraid of anyone, and he has never looked down upon these dirty methods. He only wanted to seek justice for Xiao Jiu when he personally entered the palace.

Xiao Jiu and Xiao Jiajun should not have ended up like this!

"drive!"

The horse galloped all the way, not turning back no matter how the people behind him shouted. The guards at the palace gate knew him and saw that he was in a hurry and did not dare to stop him.

Gongsun Sheng broke into the main hall where the courtiers were discussing matters.

The heavy palace door was pushed open, Gongsun Sheng strode in and asked loudly.

"My Lord, Sun Sheng, came on behalf of Xiao Jiu and thousands of soldiers outside the city to inquire about the King's will."

Gongsun Sheng knelt upright in the center of the hall, facing Zhou Wuxi, his eyes as sharp as sharp arrows, and his posture strong and upright.

The quiet atmosphere in the hall was broken.

Gongsun Sheng looked directly at the king above him and asked in a deep voice: "How can we fight when a thousand people are against tens of thousands of people, with no reinforcements, no food and grass, sleeping in front of the enemy's formation, and using sharp knives and blunt weapons? How can we fight?

Victory! I would like to ask your Majesty..."

"Is there no one in the court? Is there no soldiers in the city? How can a loyal minister be left alone and helpless, and end up dead under the city?"

"Senior officials, can you just sit back and watch others fight with blood and ignore them?"

The entire hall fell silent, and Gongsun Sheng's questions seemed to pierce people's hearts, echoing in everyone's ears over and over again.

The sound of breathing was clearly audible. After the deathly silence, people in twos and threes came back to their senses, either angry, ashamed, or silent.

Someone stood up and shouted angrily, "You are so presumptuous!"

"What kind of kid is this! How dare you make such arrogant remarks!"

"Come here, drag this guy out quickly!"

The person who said this probably didn't recognize Gongsun Sheng's identity, and sure enough, a voice suddenly sounded outside the hall.

"Who wants to drag my son out!"

The man, dressed in military uniform, strode in with a calm voice that seemed angry or threatening. He took off his sword and threw it to the palace attendant at the door.

The people inside the hall turned to look outside the hall. When they recognized the person coming, many people were shocked.

"General Gongsun?!"

"Is that the head of the Gongsun family?"

The Gongsun family has lived in Pingqiu, Shangliang for a long time, and Gongsun Fang has rarely set foot in Kyoto in recent years. Many people have only heard of the reputation of the Gongsun family, but have never met the head of the Gongsun family in person.

Many people were talking about it for a while.

"My lord, Gongsun Fang pays homage to the king."

The man walked up to Gongsun Sheng's side, bowed and clasped his fists in salute to Zhou Wuxi who was standing above him, glanced at his son who was kneeling on the ground, and calmly looked away.

"I love you, no gift."

Zhou Wuxi raised his hand, with a bit of embarrassment and anger on his face. From the bottom of his heart, he certainly didn't want Xiao Jiu to die. At least Xiao Jiu was still useful to him, right?

pity……

Just as he was thinking about it, he glanced at the old man standing first on the right.

The old man was dressed in a red official uniform with mysterious patterns, and his hair was combed meticulously with silver threads. He was most upright and dignified.

Just as he finished speaking, Zhou Wuping, who was kneeling below, begged, "Brother Wang, Xiao Shangzao is so loyal that he must not be betrayed by the city!"

His voice was urgent, and his eyes were full of worry.

In the early morning, the attack against Xiao Jiu was caught off guard. The courtiers headed by Wei Xihe suddenly united and remonstrated with the appearance of vowing to kill Xiao Jiu, insisting on leaving Xiao Jiu alone outside the city.

To resist the enemy, what is this other than wanting people to die?

They would not give up unless Zhou Wuxi agreed, which made both Zhou Wuping and Zhou Wuxi a little difficult to resist.

"this……"

Zhou Wuxi looked troubled.

On one side are his trusted brothers and generals who have contributed to him; on the other side are the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty headed by Wei Xihe.

But this is no longer the time for Zhou Wuxi to make decisions based on his own ideas.

"Your Majesty."

Wei Xihe cupped his hands with a calm expression, knelt down in front of the hall, looked directly at the three people in front of him, and called out, "General Gongsun, and Young Master Gongsun."

"If he is truly a loyal minister and good general, how can I ignore him?"

Wei Xihe spoke slowly, his expression calm and polite, but his eyes were cold, as if he was saying that they had all been deceived.

"Yang Guosi has been hiding for several years, and once he rebelled, he almost put our king into crisis. However, although Xiao Jiu is only a young man, his ambitions for the city are not weaker than Yang Guosi's, and he may also become a big trouble in the future."

Gongsun Sheng frowned, not believing what he said.

"Wei Guowei, what you say must be true and backed by solid evidence. Does this mean you have evidence that Xiao Jiu is planning to rebel?"

Gongsun Sheng didn't believe that Xiao Jiu was really planning to rebel.

Sure enough, the old man shook his head slowly, "No."
To be continued...