"Ye Mengding is a Confucian scholar after all." Cheng Yuanfeng said slowly, "How dare he really 'Qingjun's side'?"
He was looking between Wende Hall and Nangong Gate, where the chaos had gradually subsided.
"The right prime minister is wrong." Rao Huchen said with a sullen face: "Ye Mengding contacted Zhao Dingying and entered the palace without an edict, which is no different from treason. Why didn't the right prime minister mobilize troops to eliminate him and instead summoned him for questioning?"
"Brother Zongzhao." Cheng Yuanfeng smiled and sighed, "That thunder was as if the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering. I had to enter the palace to protect him."
Rao Huchen rolled his sleeves and said: "Is the Right Prime Minister trying to defend them?!"
"It's just to quell the chaos." Cheng Yuanfeng said: "Ye Mengding did not dare to rebel. He was aggrieved and crying. Therefore, he is called a Confucian scholar... Brother Zong Zhao, look here, he is here."
When Rao Huchen turned around, he was surprised to see Ye Mengding, Zhao Dingying and others slowly walking up to the rooftop.
"He actually stopped?"
As expected, Cheng Yuanfeng raised his hands and shouted to the bottom of the stone steps.
"Zhao Dingying! I want to ask you, why did you enter the palace without an imperial edict?!"
"Please tell me, Prime Minister, there is such a movement in Phoenix Mountain. I am worried about your majesty's safety. I also heard that Jia Sidao is planning to rebel..."
"Who did you listen to?!"
Ye Mengding was helpless and shouted: "Brother Shen Fu, Zhao Dianshuai listened to me."
"You want to do something to abolish the establishment?!"
"I don't dare, I absolutely don't dare." Ye Mengding cried sadly: "The real reason is that the evidence of Jia Sidao's rebellion is conclusive."
After hearing these words, Rao Huchen turned to look at Cheng Yuanfeng.
He knew that the chaos tonight would be calmed down by the right minister...
~~
A head was hung on a hook and carried precariously upstairs. Jiang Fan then placed it on the table.
"He Zhongjing is known to the Imperial City Director."
Jiang Fan grinned and said: "This person was traveling with me, and I killed him."
Yan Yunyun picked up the candlestick, took a closer look, and asked, "Does anyone under him know about Alang?"
"All eighteen spies were killed, and five of my brothers were killed... Sigh!"
"You are hurt?"
"Don't worry about it." Jiang Fan smiled again, "I have a wife."
"what ever."
"By the way, I just came from Yujie. There was less movement in the palace. Zhao and Min were too scared to move... Could something go wrong?"
Yan Yunyun turned his head and looked south, but unfortunately he couldn't see the palace city. He murmured: "I don't know, we can't take care of this matter anymore. You go and help Linzi block Jia Sidao."
"I don't trust you, Marshal." Jiang Fan said, "Tell me what you think?"
"It's not an accident, someone calmed down the situation."
"who?"
Yan Yunyun was a little embarrassed and muttered: "It's not the Dog Emperor. If the Dog Emperor dared to come forward, things wouldn't be like this. Some ministers, Cheng Yuanfeng? Rao Huchen?"
"Why are you so calm?"
"We only brought 300 thunder cannons with us. After using them, people gradually calmed down."
"But didn't you say that Ye Mengding has no way out?"
"He heard the big explosion and suspected that the emperor was dead, so he dared to send troops into the palace. But since the soldiers were not his and he had not seen the emperor die, he naturally became afraid."
“You’ve come this far and are you still afraid?”
"Otherwise?" Yan Yunyun said with a sneer on his face, "As for civil servants, a few civil servants can rebel."
"How do you know this?"
"Recently I have discovered that the people in this temple are just like us whores, coaxing patrons and scheming at the same time..."
~~
"Thunder fell from the sky, and Duke Zhou came out. Jia Sidao's antagonism was clearly revealed..."
Ye Mengding was halfway through speaking.
Cheng Yuanfeng suddenly whispered in his ear.
"Your Majesty is fine."
Ye Mengding was startled, panic filled his heart, he trembled unconsciously, and then his face was filled with relief.
"Your Majesty, I hope you are fine... God bless the Song Dynasty! My old minister... I will die without regrets."
Cheng Yuanfeng said: "What about Jia Sidao? Let's not talk about it. You may have been taken advantage of. If you are willing to tell me who asked you to do this, I will help you explain to your majesty."
Ye Mengding is still there for a moment.
Before tonight, he had no choice, but now, Cheng Yuanfeng gave him a choice.
"Brother Shen Fu, I am not being used by others. I'm afraid this matter has to start with Jia Sidao framing me and Li Xia for conspiring to kill King Rong..."
"You did it?"
"This is absolutely not the case! Shijia Sidao framed him..."
Cheng Yuanfeng twirled his long beard and had vaguely guessed something, but was not sure.
There is too little information at the moment and it must be decided by the officials themselves.
"Go and invite Fan Wenhu to meet with His Majesty and explain clearly to His Majesty..."
~~
Fan Wenhu had no intention of rebellion.
He was still thinking about how to compete with Pang Xie for the role of escort, and suddenly he became the "Qingjun side".
He tried his best to defend himself, but no one believed him, so he had no choice but to fight with the Shenwu Right Army who came into the palace in order to protect himself...
It was not until the officials had fled and a serious crime was committed that Cheng Yuanfeng suppressed Zhao Dingying and ordered Fan Wenhu to retreat to Wende Palace.
late.
The situation was calmed down by Cheng Yuanfeng, and Fan Wenhu's future was also ruined.
But what can be done?
If the official family is fine, who would dare to rebel?
Since Jia Xiang was not here, he could only listen to Cheng Yuanfeng's hypocritical arrangements and agreed to defend himself to the officials...
~~
Soon, Cheng Yuanfeng made arrangements.
He persuaded Ye Mengding and Zhao Dingying, appeased Fan Wenhu, ordered the right-leading guard general Jiao Zhi to lead his personal guards to accompany them, and led the important ministers to Funing Palace.
The posture of everyone was completely different from when they entered the palace.
Fan Wenhu lost the arrogance of Jia Sidao's lackey and followed Cheng Yuanfeng with his head bowed, hoping that the right prime minister could say a few nice words in front of the officials.
Jiao Zhi had no backing, and he completely fell to the Right Xiangyi system.
…
Cheng Yuanfeng walked calmly and looked up at the Star Gazing Pavilion in the distance.
He recalled that during the Duanping period, he served as an imperial official in Jiantai and was personally promoted by the officials.
At that time, there seemed to be a renaissance, but I didn't expect that the country's situation would deteriorate... But the long-term kindness between the king and his ministers will always be there.
In the blink of an eye, he was over sixty years old and had paid homage to the prime minister twice. Cheng Yuanfeng was not very interested in the matter of the crown prince.
What he wanted in his mind was to do practical things, visit people's sufferings, build city walls, reserve generals, provide disaster relief, and investigate false accusations.
It's a pity that when I returned to court, I was first ostracized by Jia Sidao, and then encountered such a big change tonight...
Fortunately, he calmed down the turmoil.
The purpose is not to save Ye Mengding or Jia Sidao, but to bring the situation under control and shift from a military fight to a civil fight.
After that, there is a long period of checks and balances and confrontation.
One thing is certain, he will be the biggest contributor tonight.
After suppressing Jia Sidao and Ye Mengding in one fell swoop, they could finally concentrate on managing state affairs.
As I was thinking about this, I suddenly saw a flash of fire in the distance.
"boom!"
The roof of the Star Observation Pavilion in the distance exploded, illuminating the entire palace.
"..."
"Get rid of the rebels! Protect Your Majesty!"
The roar from Funing Hall has been heard...
All the important ministers were shocked.
"Escort!"
Jiao Zhi was still yelling, even the words he shouted were the same.
Fan Wenhu had already grabbed a single sword and rushed towards the gate of the inner garden.
No one stopped him.
All the guards were in a panic.
"What happened?!"
"Commander, I'll wait..."
"Get away! Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Fan Wenhu was wearing armor and looked majestic. He charged forward with such ferocity that many of the guards were frightened and ran away, turning around and running towards Phoenix Mountain.
Cheng Yuanfeng was determined to stop these guards, but at this time no one cared about it and rushed towards Funing Palace with him.
"Quick! Quick..."
Ahead, Fan Wenhu had already rushed through the gate of the inner garden and disappeared.
The ministers also walked quickly.
No one attacked them along the way.
"Where's the assassin?!"
"I don't know... it's important to protect His Majesty!"
In the chaos, Cheng Yuanfeng looked around while running and saw only the palace guards and no assassins.
Shenwu Zhongjun? Right Xiaowei?
It seems that there are only two guards, so it is difficult to see clearly at night, and the situation is too chaotic.
"Where's Pang Xie?!"
"what is that?!"
Everyone was shocked again when they saw a headless corpse lying on the ground.
The corpse was still covered with the palace commander's armor, and his neck was covered in blood.
"Who...who killed this?!"
It was useless to ask. Going further, I saw corpses all over the ground in front of Funing Hall...
The torch fell to the ground and illuminated the bright red blood.
"Where's the traitor?!"
"It seems that they have dispersed... they have dispersed..."
"How can it be?!"
~~
Finally, Cheng Yuanfeng stumbled into Funing Hall.
There were only gasps and loud cries in my ears.
"His Majesty……"
Cheng Yuanfeng seemed not to hear anything, raised his hand and pushed away Fan Wenhu who was standing in the main hall.
Fan Wenhu, whose body was like an iron tower, was pushed by the old man and fell to the ground, then burst into tears.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"
Cheng Yuanfeng moved forward and walked past Fan Wenhu. She stared blankly at the scene in front of her, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Where he looked, his official was sitting on the imperial desk, his eyes widened with a look of extreme shock and anger, but his chest was covered in blood.
The blood was still gushing out, soaking through the official uniforms, but no one dared to step forward and touch it.
Pressing is useless.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty?"
Amidst the cries, Cheng Yuanfeng's voice was muffled.
Zhao Yun couldn't hear him and couldn't respond to him.
"Your Majesty!" Someone cried loudly: "Your Majesty has passed away!"
Cheng Yuanfeng's knees went weak and he knelt on the ground, wailing.
I don’t know how long it took, but he raised his head and shouted: “Where are the traitors who killed the king?!”
"His Majesty……"
"Where is the traitor who killed the king?!"
"That...there..."
One of the guards raised his finger and pointed.
Cheng Yuanfeng turned around and saw a head on the table. It was... Pang Xie, the commander of the Shenwu Central Army?
~~
Jiao Zhi yelled: "What's going on?!"
"Yes... it was Pang Xie who committed regicide when he entered the Funing Hall, detonated the Guanxing Pavilion and tried to escape in the chaos, but was discovered, so this traitor was eliminated."
"Who removed it?"
"It's the palace guard."
Jiao Zhi asked again: "Who are they?"
"Going after Pang Xie's accomplices... There were still a few people here just now. It seems that when Fan Dianshuai rushed in, they all left..."
"Such a big deal! Why don't you wait for the Prime Minister to find out?"
Rao Huchen choked with sobs and said: "Commander Jiao Dian, send someone to chase him quickly."
"But how did you disappear and how did you retreat?"
"this……"
Xiao Huangmen, who was kneeling on the ground, didn't know how to answer. He closed his mouth, but slightly raised his head and glanced at the person who had been huddled in the corner.
Only then did everyone move their eyes away from Zhao Yun's body and look there.
"Your Highness... Your Highness?"
After that, Ye Mengding's tone became solemn first and he called out seriously.
"Your Highness, please express your condolences."
Cheng Yuanfeng froze and slowly turned his head to look outside the hall. He felt that the dark night outside was extremely deep...