Chapter 632 Mrs. Zhang, why do you have to dress up like this?
Now, the only obstacle that prevents Fu Jian from officially proclaiming himself emperor is the Jin of the Sima family. His ambitious ambitions constantly urge him to complete his mission.
In recent years, although there have been no large-scale attacks between Jin and Di Qin, the battles have never stopped for a moment.
Fu Jian is either attacking here or there. Zhang Tianxi, who is in the remote Beiliang, is still far away from the territory of Di Qin. Moreover, Zhang Tianxi has not dared to provoke the powerful Di Qin, and they have not expanded their territory.
That kind of delusion.
You could just leave them to fend for themselves, but Fu Jian didn't want to, and sent troops all the way across the country, intending to put it down in a battle.
Under such pull from left to right, Di Qin's soldiers were actually quite exhausted.
Under such a background, Fu Jian once again started a war, which is actually unpopular!
For Di Qin soldiers, especially ordinary soldiers at the bottom, it is of course good to attack cities and plunder territory.
However, their ambition to capture so many cities was definitely not as strong as Fu Jian's.
Because there is no need at all!
Even though the civilization of the Di people is still in a relatively ignorant and backward state, they are still humans, not beasts.
Between the two choices of fighting or a stable life, they will choose the stable life without hesitation.
Even if Fu Jian tried his best to encourage the soldiers, it would be difficult to overcome their timidity.
Therefore, on the night when the decision to invade the south was finally made, the guards could no longer concentrate on patrolling and vigilance.
In addition, the city was so lively, and the noises were spread to the imperial city from time to time. The soldiers probably knew what was happening there.
There was laxity and chaos everywhere. Under such a situation, it was rare for these guards to still stand in the alert position.
Can't blame them harshly.
But he said, where have all the generals under Fu Jian gone?
The city is in such chaos, don't they plan to take action?
Especially Fu Rong, who is known for his shrewdness and wisdom. Other generals may close their eyes to such chaos and pretend not to see it.
However, Fulong shouldn’t!
Of course Fulong saw it, but he really didn't have the energy to clean up this mess. He was busy deploying a strategy to conquer Jin.
Fu Jian waved his hand and the order was sent out, leaving all the detailed preparations to his good brother Fulong.
Fu Jian was not worried at all. With his good brother here, he could handle all complicated matters clearly.
However, Fulong would not have thought that Fu Jian, who seemed to be at ease at this time, had already passed away!
The young lady, Mrs. Zhang, cautiously poked her head out of the window. Seeing that the patrolling soldiers were still far away, she jumped out of the window!
The fateful moment has arrived!
After many years of ups and downs in the inner palace, Xiao Zhang always had this idea in his heart: kill Fu Jian and save his people!
In order to achieve this goal, she never idled for a moment in the inner palace.
She observed the deployment of patrol personnel in the Qin Palace, secretly noted the patterns of their actions, and looked for ways to escape quickly.
Although she never put it into practice, her brain never stopped spinning for a moment. She came up with a plan and continued to improve it to kill Fu Jian, escape properly, and deliver the message.
After completing these things, if she still had the life to escape, she would of course hope to go out of the city and join her clan members.
But now, for Mrs. Zhang running on the veranda, her perfect plan is only half completed!
There is still a long way to go to complete everything and achieve perfect liberation!
"Look, who is that?"
"There's someone on the porch!"
Mrs. Zhang ran quickly, but she did not expect to be able to completely hide her from others. No one saw her.
How can one be so lucky?
Being able to kill Fu Jian with one hit is already the greatest blessing today!
However, she was not very afraid, and until she turned around the verandah and jumped onto the road, no one caught her on the spot.
Some of the guards' shouts also drifted to her ears along with the wind.
"It's a man, it should be fine!"
"Murong Chong also ran away, fearing that the king would be lonely again."
"Don't worry!"
"Don't worry!"
An older team leader smiled knowingly when he saw the young boy running past on the veranda.
Who in the palace knows about King Fu Jian's hobbies?
Of course I don’t care!
Don't blame the guards. If you see strange figures on the verandah, it's because they are doing their duty.
And why didn't they recognize Xiao Zhang?
That's because Xiao Zhang has already made a complete plan, a complete set!
She ran out in men's clothes!
Where do men’s clothing come from?
Of course she didn't bring it to the palace herself, and she didn't have the ability.
Many people would not have thought that a complete set of men's uniforms were all owned by Fu Jian himself!
Fu Jian is a Sinology enthusiast. Although he knows that he belongs to the Wu Hu species, because the Di people have always been a serious farming people, their living customs are not much different from the Han people in the Central Plains.
In the Shu and Liang lands where their ancestors were active, they were never nomadic and lived by cultivating the fields.
This made Fu Jian full of self-confidence, and he realized that among the five barbarians, his Di people were the highest level, and they were definitely not on the same level as those Xianbei people who were at the bottom of the five barbarians, and the Qiang people who had no number on the five barbarians.
Therefore, Fu Jian's daily attire always consisted of a crown and a right gusset, which was undoubtedly the same as that of a Han Chinese. There were several such Hanfus in his dormitory.
Although Mrs. Zhang is much shorter in stature than Fu Jian, this is not a problem for her who needs to make temporary changes.
A large length of trouser leg has grown out, tucked into leather boots, and the cuffs have been rolled up, as long as you have that momentum.
right!
The key is momentum!
For Mrs. Zhang, who had committed a shocking evil deed, the key point of escaping was to be able to walk out of the hall confidently.
This was the biggest reason why she didn't go out through the front door.
There are too many guards at the palace gate, so no matter how much she dresses up, it will be easy for someone to recognize her true face. But when walking from the backyard, as long as you move quickly and confidently, you can run there like Mrs. Zhang now without anyone noticing.
On the road, even because he was wearing men's clothes and running out of the harem, no one suspected him!
This has to be said to be a miracle, or a moment of divine help!
Mrs. Zhang ran all the way and finally came to a sparsely populated place, and this place was the territory of Samana Shi Daoan.
Fu Jian was fortunate to release Dao'an and gave him extremely high courtesy. In this Qin Palace, Fu Jian built a large-scale special jingshe for Shi Dao'an.
On a daily basis, Shi Daoan lived here, translating scriptures and concentrating on Buddhist practice, and lived a fairly comfortable life.
Because of Fu Jian's order, there were only very few guards outside Shi Dao'an's monastery, and they were all far away from the house.
That is to say, just be equipped with an eyeliner to prevent Shi Daoan from causing problems.
Gu Zhan
The purpose was to create a good environment for this eminent monk to study Buddhism, but the people guarding this monastery were actually not Di people.
But Xianbei people!
Speaking of which, it is all the fault of the scheming Murong Chui. The news of his escape from Xiangyang reached Qin Ting too late.
The news came so suddenly that Fu Jian was immediately confused. He dealt with this and then dealt with that.
In addition to killing a few people, they also had to prepare for the upcoming southern expedition. Everyone inside and outside the palace was panicked because of the Xianbei Legion's rebellion, and fell into a state of disorder.
Fu Jian is also a human being, and he really doesn't have the energy to take care of all aspects, so the fact that there are Xianbei people in the imperial city was forgotten by him!
This is no wonder to him, because he had too much trust in these foreign races at the beginning. This Qin palace belonging to the Di people was filled with people of various races.
There are ministers and soldiers everywhere. Without several special inspections, it would be difficult to clear out all these people.
So, just when the chaos was about to break out, the Xianbei people who were spurned by Fu Jian were still standing outside Shi Daoan's monastery, guarding diligently.
Compared with others, their spirits are more exciting and they are particularly conscientious.
Judging from their current state, they are more energetic than before when nothing happened.
Everyone else was in chaos, but their general, Murong Chui, the only backbone of the Xianbei clan, actually led his clan members northwards!
They will return to their ancestral land, to the place where the Xianbei people made their fortune. Soon, Dayan will be able to make a comeback!
Although they, the Xianbei people who were still in Chang'an City, were unable to join Murong Chui soon, they seemed to be inspired by him and enjoyed his glory.
Different from the noise outside the imperial city, the surroundings of the monastery were still quiet, as if nothing had happened.
It was getting late, and in Shi Daoan's Zen room, a lamp was as bright as a bean.
The faint light and the quiet courtyard make it difficult for you to tell whether Monk Dao'an is studying the scriptures or has taken a rest.
Mrs. Zhang has repeatedly surveyed this route many times and actually walked it. She is already familiar with it when she sets foot on this road again.
Soon, Mrs. Zhang escaped all the spying and went around to Shi Daoan's small courtyard. Here, all the soldiers were Xianbei's own people, and, without any surprise, these soldiers all knew Xiao Zhang.
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The moment I saw her, her eyes suddenly lit up, reminding me that everyone is one of our own.
What Mrs. Zhang needs is not any other escape equipment. To be honest, there is chaos inside and outside Chang'an City now. Not to mention her, a young lady who committed regicide, even if she is still Fu Jian's favorite concubine.
Fu Jian was fine too.
It was difficult for her to get out of the imperial city.
So, why did she come here at great risk?
"Mrs. Zhang!"
"You actually escaped!"
A Xianbei team leader stepped forward, saw Xiao Zhang's dress clearly, and immediately knew that she had sneaked out of the inner palace.
Although they lowered their voices, their rough voices still sounded a bit high in this extremely quiet place.
Xiao Zhang waved quickly. The Xianbei team leader was already very excited. When they heard the news about Xiao Zhang, they might faint on the spot.
"leave me alone!"
"Go out quickly and report the news!"
"Old Fu Jian is dead!"
"died?"
"Really dead?"
Although the team leader was specially arranged by Murong Wei to deliver information to Xiao Zhang, he only brought the information and did not think about whether this matter would be possible.
In his opinion, killing Fu Jian was like a fantasy.
How is this possible?
That was Fu Jian, the king who single-handedly created the powerful Di Qin. He could wave his whip and cause blood to splash three feet!
Many people here have seen Fu Jian himself. His majestic face and sinister eyes can make people tremble with fear and make their legs tremble just by looking at him.
They could never imagine how a weak and lovely lady like Mrs. Zhang could bring down a strong man like Fu Jian.
Could it be that it’s really a hero who has a hard time being a beauty?
But, no matter what, no matter how many doubts they have, the Xianbei soldiers now have no time to continue thinking.
Time was running out, and a shrewd and capable team leader rushed out first and got on the horse. On the other side, Mrs. Zhang did not stop her actions.
How to avoid Di Qin's sight and successfully wait until the war breaks out inside and outside Chang'an City?
How can we persist until then without being discovered by others?
At this critical time when she could not leave the city for a while, Mrs. Zhang could never sit still and wait for death.
Unlike Qinghe, Xiao Zhang has always been a perseverant person.
She will never give up easily, and as long as there is still a glimmer of hope, she doesn't mind taking a little risk.
Killing Fu Jian was an adventure, and how to continue to hide his whereabouts in this treacherous palace is also an adventure.
Before word of what happened in the palace spread, Xiao Zhang immediately stood together with several guards.
"Give me your clothes and armor!" She whispered, her big eyes like autumn water not forgetting to look around at the situation.
Another guard quickly approached and pulled her aside.
"It's all here, ready!"
Mrs. Zhang followed the guards to a small bungalow, where incense and candles were stored daily. The place was not big and could only accommodate three or five people.
Xiao Zhang took the clothes and armor and closed the door neatly.
Continuing to cross-dress is the way out that Xiao Zhang thinks of.
The Xianbei soldiers had all their armor and clothes ready, and the soldiers were doing their jobs well. They had already found shorter clothes and trousers for Xiao Zhang.
It just fits her slender figure.
The bun was tied up early in the morning, and all he needed to do was change his clothes. Fu Jian's clothes were too big and didn't fit him at all.
Xiao Zhang changed his clothes, tidied them up a little, and pushed out the door.
When I looked up, I gasped immediately.
Xu's hand holding the door unconsciously tightened.
"Mrs. Zhang, why do you need to dress up like this?"
The old man wearing a black robe who suddenly appeared in the dark night was none other than Samana Shi Daoan himself!
Why is he here?
Dao'an was surrounded by a dozen Xianbei soldiers, some of whom had drawn their swords from their sheaths, and some who were glaring angrily.
Obviously, they knew very well what had just happened and were preparing to eradicate the old monk Dao'an.
Mrs. Zhang's heart was pounding and beating, and Dao An's eyes were so firm and filled with some strange, gentle light.
This reminded Mrs. Zhang of the saints living in the kingdom of heaven written in the scriptures.
Unlike them, the gods in the scriptures live in stories, and no one can prove that they really exist.
But the Shi Daoan in front of him was a living person.