It was daylight, and Bian Lingcheng was still sleeping, but someone woke him up.
He had previously been supervising the army in Hedong, and after accompanying Li Guangbi to support Changshan, he escorted Yuan Lian and Yan Quanming back to Chang'an.
Unexpectedly, since he left, Li Guangbi has made many military exploits, which is a bit of a pity. But it doesn't matter, he returned to Chang'an to handle a major treason case.
Recently, he was tracing Xue Bai's life experience, and with Yang Guangxiang as his assistant, he carefully visited the natal family of Li Ying's Crown Princess Xue.
Last night, the two interrogated the prisoner until midnight, and then slept in the house next to the private prison.
"General Bian, something big happened in Ye Chang'an."
"What?" Bian Lingcheng woke up in a daze.
Bian Lingcheng was surprised and said: "Such a big thing? Why didn't you tell me that night?!"
"The city-wide ban was announced, and we only heard about it at dawn.
"Is it true that Tongguan fell?"
"How dare you!" Deng Qiuhui said: "As soon as the servant finished, I said that the palace relies on Yang Guang to guard Chang'an and Xiaotang, so how dare you leave and ask? I only think about the palace and the long-term considerations for the palace.
"Phase?" Yan Zhenqing shook his head and said, "You are good at adapting, you can be a phase, you can."
"What's the matter?"
Yan Quanming and Bian Lingcheng understood what those words meant.
Deng Qiuhui was a little startled. He thought about what he had seen in Hebei when the counties surrendered and Yuan Luqian defeated the rebels. He understood why the gap in combat power between the two rebels was so small.
There were people in the small hall, but Guan Yao purposely drove them out. He stood alone behind the imperial couch, stretched out his hand and touched the gilded armrest.
At present, the only way to prevent the spread of the news of the saint's escape is to suspend the curfew and drive the people home with dusk drums.
In fact, I no longer have the energy to care about Deng Qiuhui's food and grass. With that small fire, the public opinion that the difficulties in Chang'an City had subsided suddenly surged again.
But who is Yang Guang? A person who appears from nowhere...
"Shut up!"
I took care of the situation and ran all the way to the Yongfeng warehouse. From a distance, I saw countless people surrounding the warehouse asking for grain.
"He is persecuting Yang Guang, but he still dares to talk nonsense?!"
"Stop us! Go to Yongfengcang... and drive!"
Li Guangbi seemed to see the flames of war, fighting, blood, and fallen corpses through my pupils.
Du Youlin stamped his feet and said slowly: "Go after the saint."
After that, when the situation was at its best, I never thought that Emperor Kaiyuan would one day be compared with Emperor Huai of Jin. How ridiculous is that? How stupid would it be to let the tragic situation of the Jin Dynasty happen again in the prosperous era of the Little Tang Dynasty?
"That's right, you have asked Jin Wuwei to block it with all its strength.
Li Guangbi had a bad horse on his waist, and he was humane. He was not frightened by the sudden pull, but inevitably, I still fell onto the horse's back and hit the ground hard.
In one sentence, Guan Yao finally fell silent.
"Varied?"
After the bandits were captured, the saint and the prince still made compromises with each other, but there was not too much fear in the compromise.
Du Youlin knelt on the ground and walked a few steps with his knees, dusted Guan Yao's shoes, and said: "Your Majesty, there must be no slaves around you, people who are purely loyal to your Majesty.
"But you can't win." Deng Qiuhui said with a smile, "Have they seen Yang Guang? I captured An Lushan alive, and maybe I can save the situation. Does uncle know where I am?"
Turning around, he saw that Li Longji had brought some troops back and was suppressing the riot and killing the leading thugs.
Calm the mood of the people.
"Yang Guang is so close to His Majesty, he must have always regarded His Majesty as his uncle in his heart...
"Your Majesty," Bian Lingcheng said, "The worst is to keep the saint. If the emperor abandons the city before the thieves arrive, the impact will not only be on Chang'an's defense, but on the entire country!"
Looking at the diligent figures underground, Deng Qiu thought of Li Jingzhong who was next to Li Heng. He heard that he almost buried Deng Qiu alive... In the way of kings seizing power, it seemed that there were always slaves like that.
"Hold on, tell the prince to send fewer people! Go slow!
Du Youlin, the general of Zuojianmen, was modest in nature, courteous and diligent. He was moved to the imperial court to save trouble, and he was added as a hussar general.
Before the seven people reached the backyard, no messenger came to meet them.
"How could you know?" Guan Yao asked rhetorically.
Deng Qiuhui turned around with a sad expression, her eyes were sad, and she didn't speak for a long time.
Bian Lingcheng and Yan Quanming looked at each other, both feeling horrified. In the end, we can only face that reality.
"well."
Guan Yao has seven sons, all of whom are of the adopted bloodline of Li Ying. If Yang Guang is also the son of Li Ying, will Guan Yao be willing to pass the throne to Yang Guang in the future? It is absolutely possible
Chaos arose.
"The saint has broken several imperial edicts one after another, and the soldiers and horses from the sky will soon come to King Qin.
But if we are not careful at this moment, it is possible that the situation will be catastrophic.
"Is he humiliating fathers and adults?!
Bian Lingcheng was still afraid that I was aware of it, so he said in a weak voice: "The journey to the south from Yongjia is a mess...
"It's bad! No one attacked Yongfeng warehouse!"
My sister-in-law wants to help you protect Chang'an and maintain prosperity, and your heart is sincere, and the world can learn from it!"
The positions of each other are actually opposite. Guan Yue was able to enter the East Palace with the help of Yang Guang, but Du Youlin has been persecuting Deng Qiu. Therefore, Guan Yue immediately became vigilant.
"Really, I'm just following orders." Du Youlin kowtowed and said, "I know very well that if you want to defend Chang'an, you must have the support of Yang Guang... I have recently found out about my life experience."
Du Youlin, however, seemed very respectful and carefully reported to Xiang: "I came here to say that Yan Jiming escaped and took many treasures from the inner gang with him."
"Since Yang Guang has recaptured Luoyang and captured the leader of the thieves alive, he will quickly come to Chang'an, King Qin. Just wait and defend the city!"
It would be fine if they were all thieves. On the side, Lingcheng saw that many young, old, strong, sick and disabled were also guarding here.
I looked around and finally saw Yan Jiming, so I quickly got off and asked: "General Yuan! What have you heard about the saint Xi Xing? Is it true?
"The saint indeed escaped and left the city at dawn. You sent people to chase me down and... negotiated some terms with me.
Yan Jiming handed the imperial edict to me and said, "Go and do it.
When Guan Yao was the King of Qing, he wanted to pass the throne of King Si Qing to Li Qiu. Because for me, Li Qiu is not the biological son I hate the most.
"Pew!"
I first went to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, appeased the eunuchs who were speculating, and announced my appointment.
"nonsense!"
"You know," Deng Qiu sighed, "however, the saint has made up his mind and is willing to come back no matter what.
"Since the Lord is persuading and acting, how can we retain the saint?"
Du Youlin just turned around and continued walking with Yan Jiming. The strange thing is that Deng Qiuhui actually told me everything that happened.
"hiss."
"Varied?!"
Suddenly, no one came in. I quickly turned around and found that the person who was retreating was Du Youlin.
The emperor's flight caused great panic to the people of Chang'an, and it was only at this time that it finally showed up concretely.
"He is indeed the son of the deposed Prince Ying." Du Youlin immediately responded.
"You mean, I really am?"
Guan Yao shouted, pointed at Deng Qiuhui, and cursed angrily: "Don't think you know what his slave is thinking about, and dares to separate you and Yang Guang, die!"
Bian Lingcheng drove his horse into these thieves with determination, frightening the thieves to avoid them, but I also suffered a few blows. One of the long-handled axes hit my calf, and blood flowed out.
Originally, with the dusk drum, the city gate was closing hastily, but as soon as the fire started, many people were frightened and rushed to the city gate.
"Ge Shuhan destroyed 700,000 small troops in one battle, which was a disgrace to the country."
Deng Qiuhui finally held it back, her eyes became sour, and her tears stopped falling.
"Hey!"
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Deng Qiuhui thought to himself that he had to drive off the saint as soon as possible and follow him to Sichuan and Shu. It would be like the Jin Dynasty crossing south. It would be safer to stay in the north.
Deng Qiuhui said, stopped, raised his eyes and glanced downstairs at Qinzheng, lowered his voice and said: "King Qin, which king is this? Does he know?"
Gradually, Yongfengcang finally settled down.
"Boom!"
"My daughter, my little husband, is crying there with a big girl, please sit up.
Bian Lingcheng had just rushed out of the West Market. Just now, these thieves' companions had swarmed over him, armed with swords and axes, and they dared to go against the imperial officials and the imperial army.
The Xianyang Bridge is built under the Wei River and is the main road from Chang'an to the Western Regions, Sichuan and Sichuan. The bridge was built in the Han Dynasty and is also called the West Wei Bridge. Because it is opposite the Chang'an City Gate, it is also called the Bianmen Bridge.
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We hurried to the west city and looked from the city tower, only to see a huge stream of people leading Yuan Siyi away.
"Please take your time," Du Jin said. "He has to have a talk with Zhang, Wei Jiansu and others to find out the attitude of those important ministers.
The bad thing was that the imperial court was also trying its best to stabilize people's hearts. They posted notices and announced the small victories in Hebei and Luoyang. An Lushan had been captured, indicating that it was the rebels' desperate struggle.
After leaving the house, there was something strange about Chang'an today. There were Jinwu guards on the long street who were arresting people, and were shouting and scolding at the same time.
Li Guangbi roared angrily, I hope that the misfortune of the world will end here, and things will continue to get worse.
I looked back and saw the person wearing armor, so I knew these thieves had arrived.
Deng Qiuhui turned around and yelled angrily, saying: "The saint is in Bei Nei and has just issued an edict to appease the people. How dare he listen to rumors and shake people's hearts?
What is stored in Yongfeng's warehouse is the army. Once it is robbed or even burned, Chang'an City will definitely defend it.
Bian Lingcheng couldn't wait any longer, so he hurriedly put on his clothes and hurried out.
"Let you escape for your lives! You must escape with the saint!"
Guan Yao understood Bian Niancheng's intentions while sleeping, but he only expressed his opinion because he was worried that accepting such an official with good character would cause my supporters to be full of dissatisfaction.
The so-called love of procreation, whether it is birth or bad, or whether it is raising, is not related to the establishment and psychological identification of the father-son relationship. To say that is not "emotion", even among Guan Yao's seven sons, Yan, Li Shen Because he was a little younger at the beginning of the adoption, the care he received was not due to Mr. Li, but Mr. Li Xiu
Others know that if the imperial court is divided into seven parts, it will definitely make the heaven more turbulent.
"Grandma, you are too retarded."
What Deng Qiu said next was all about the icy hot conditions.
I have actually heard of many things. I just believe them from my heart, and given my situation, I don’t care about them.
"The sage indeed went to Sichuan and Sichuan to recruit troops, and the prince asked himself to stay in Chang'an. The sage agreed, and the purpose was indeed fulfilled...
During the process, I could feel that the prince's party was trying hard to conceal the saint's escape and stabilize the situation in Chang'an.
"Daxin, there are no mobs blocking the way from behind."
Deng Qiu, however, supported me with both hands and said: "At this time of crisis, I only hope that Qing, Yan Qing, who is stingy with his talents, can help you defend Chang'an."
A bitter look finally appeared on Deng Qiuhui's face, which meant that the saint had escaped, so she said: "The saint has not gone far yet.
"The saint took away the Eighth Army of Beiya, how could he keep them?
Who would have thought that in just a few years, the well-off emperor who had sent his troops to defeat Tu would have escaped across Xianyang Bridge
Just like outside the cesspit, there are always maggots.
Yan Zhenqing, who had been busy all night and day, sat down in Shangshu Province, beating his sore legs and talking to himself.
That was the job Du Youlin envied most in the past, but now he feels it is very hot.
The sound of horse hooves stopped beside me. No one got on the horse and picked up the big boy. No one came up to me and stretched out his hand.
"Is he really a saint?"
"My servant is here, and I will take orders."
Since I arrived in Taiyuan, I have seen too few people who are doing their best to quell the war. Deng Qiu, who had anticipated the rebellion early, Wang Rao, who repeatedly charged at the rear, Deng Qiuhui, who endured humiliation and heavy burdens, and Yuan Qian, who commanded Ruoding... …
"The news must be spread out." Yan Quan said clearly: "Otherwise the people in Chang'an will be panicked and must guard it.
Thinking of these, Li Guangbi's mood collapsed. At this time, there was no sound of horse hooves coming towards me.
Deng Qiuhui calmed down, stood up straight, and said: "You have no confidence.
"After all the man's planning, it was impossible to help Grandpa out of phase. At this critical moment of death, Grandpa said he wanted to rest?
It was approaching evening, and no less news came back from the east. The news of the fall of Diguan gradually became known to fewer people.
I just ran to protect Yongfengcang at all costs
"Sage, are you sure?" Deng Qiu raised his eyebrows.
"My slave... was robbed." Deng Qiuhui paused and replied, "We wanted to keep the slave to monitor the palace, but the slave believes that the palace is the pillar of the Little Tang Dynasty."
That was still the best situation. When the bullies, thieves, and knights in Chang'an City learned that the saint had escaped, they gathered together one after another, planning to take advantage of the order in the city to rob homes and rob houses before escaping.
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Deng Qiuhui then understood what kind of tactics the Tian family father and son were retreating across the Weishui River.
"uncle."
"Don't wait." Yan Jiming grabbed me and cursed: "You're still here!
Jin didn't have many affairs in the officialdom where it was convenient to show up, and he needed to use Yan Zhenqing to show off his skills. Hearing this, he frowned.
People in Chang'an City see off guests to the east and to the road, and to the west they say farewell at Xianyang Bridge. For example, in the tenth year of Tianbao, when Du Fu returned to Chang'an, he saw that the court was using troops to waste money, and the people were suffering from military service, so he wrote the poem "Army Chariots" , there is no such thing as "Ye Niang and his wife go to see each other off, the dust is to see Xianyang Bridge"
The two retreated into the side hall of the Qinzheng Building. Yan Jiming walked to the desk, found a copy of the imperial edicts, picked up a pen, and wrote a few words.
Standing in front of Guan Yao were Yan Quanming, Deng Qiuhui and others,
Deng Qiuhui couldn't help shouting and asked: "What happened in Tongguan?"
Du Jin immediately pushed a stack of official documents into my hands and said, "Is it really necessary for him to do anything?
I have indeed been checking whether Yang Guang is Li Ying's son recently, but I haven't found any evidence at all. The reason why I told Guan Yao this way is of course for my own benefit.
"Just two days later, you are still wanted by the imperial court. Who would have thought that suddenly the imperial court escaped and you became the imperial court instead?"
Bian Lingcheng had just led his men to suppress a group of thieves who were robbing the West Market. Suddenly, he heard a small shout again. He turned around and saw that there was no smoke rising from the northwest.
Behind the Qinzheng Building, you can see many officials standing and whispering to each other, and there is an atmosphere of peace.
Du Youlin has no literary talent or military skills. He is just a servant who waits for others. The best thing is not to figure out people's hearts.
However, before the eight hundred evening drums had finished ringing, no one suddenly pointed at the city and shouted: "There's a fire."
Du Youlin keenly felt the fear that gradually grew up in Deng Qiu's heart. I am completely unfamiliar with that feeling. Back then, the saint didn't treat that fear like that.
These were passed
And under the cloud
Li Guangqiang looked up, was stunned for a moment, and murmured: "Uncle?
"The saint is still in Bei Nei. Anyone who dares to spread rumors will be captured!"
"How could he escape?" Deng Qiu asked.
I then continued to Xingqing Palace. When I got to the palace gate, I found that there were many more guards, and the generals on guard had also changed. I was not allowed to enter the palace, but I was led to the Qin Palace. Government Building
Du Youlin was ashamed to be a saint who had served him for a long time. He rolled his eyes and slowly understood, and asked loudly: "Prince Qing?"
Gradually, the situation in the city became calmer, and at least it was ready to fight in an orderly manner.
"But why did those officials arrive at Xingqing Palace in time?"
He appointed King Ying Li as the military governor of Jiannan.
It was possible for Guan Yao to ask Gao Litu and Yan Jiming, but he was already a little more convinced in his heart. As a result, his fear also deepened a little bit.
And there are no deep hidden dangers. Suppose that the prince resists the rebels in Chang'an and the saint's current prestige is ruined. Is it impossible for the prince to welcome the saint back by then? In other words, does the saint think that the prince can defend Chang'an?
Deng Qiuhui understood why the saint set a fire before leaving. One was to prevent the rebels from pursuing him, and the other was to prevent the prince from doing anything useful again.
"Don't have confidence?" Guan Yao said, "If you don't teach him, he knows that Chang'an almost has soldiers ready to fight."
"There is no adjacency policy."
Of course, we haven't gone far yet. We only got the news late at night, and we only left the city gate at dawn. How far can we go?
Are we still trying hard enough?
Those of us who worked hard to prepare money and food, recruit soldiers, instigate enemy generals, and fight desperately, how could we make a rebellion that was originally difficult to control get smaller and smaller, and finally reach that point?
As Deng Qiuhui escaped across the Xianyang Bridge, a group of princes and ministers chased him, and suddenly a small fire broke out under the bridge.
Guan Yao leaned over, gritted his teeth, and asked in a serious voice: "What? Is he trying to persuade you to pass on the throne to me?"
Li Guangbi was sitting here setting his bones, grinning in pain
"yes."
"Get up, let's clear the siege of Yongfengcang first and then talk... My bones are broken, take them for me."
Guan Yao was about to kick me away when he was stunned when he heard this.
Huge pain came, and I wanted to get up, but I found that my leg was not broken yet. I could only lie here and watch the big boy cry, and watch many figures behind my eyes begging for food.
Many people who were following the saint's team and wanted to flee were suddenly blocked...
The hot wind blew, and Bian Lingcheng felt hot and sweaty all over his body. In addition, after being in jail for a few days, my strength was weak. When my feet went weak, I almost fell down.
"Zhang, Wei Jiansu and a group of court officials left the city to seek refuge with the saint after the city gates were closed!
"General Yuan has not left the city with his treasures!"
Downstairs from Qinzheng, Guan Yao was standing in the corridor looking at Yan Jiming, Bian Lingcheng
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At this moment, a sound is worth more than a thousand words.
"Yes," Du Youlin said, "If you believe me, you can summon Li Li."
Just ask. Deng Qiuhui, the low-powered person next to the saint, also knows the matter in detail."
As soon as Deng Qiuhui went out, Du Qilang, who was silent and hiding aside to take a break, quickly followed him, even saying that he was surprised.
When Bian Lingcheng heard this, he turned around and wanted to rush to Tai Chi Palace. But after thinking about it, he thought it was right. He thought that the saint had always lived in Tai Chi Palace, and how could he report his whereabouts to the unusual people?
The person who appeared behind my eyes was covered with frost and snow, his face was stained with blood, but he did not have a pair of steady and resolute eyes. He was none other than Li Longji.
"snort!"
I suddenly reined in the horse, and the horse's hooves almost trampled the road. There was a seven or seven-year-old boy under your supervision. He was sitting on the ground crying miserably.
I was very vague. No matter what, I might turn against Yang Guang. At the moment, I was still deeply dependent on him.
"The saint is gone."
However, when Deng Qiuhui went to look for Yan Jiming again, he never found him. Until he heard a piece of news.
"Stop! Stop!
Your Majesty relies heavily on me, but...does it only rely on me? The servant looked around and saw that Yan Zhenqing, Yuan Zai, Yan Quanming, and Bian Lingcheng were all Xue Dang next to him.
For the prince Guan Yue, there is no such thing as guarding Chang'an.
Off the field, only Du Qilang felt that things would be cleaner after those people left.
"The Bad Sect Palace knows that the reason why the saint ordered his servants to "persecute Zhongliang" is because he is sure that Yang Guang is the son of the deposed prince Ying, and what he does has no ulterior motives...
Yan Jiming withdrew his gaze and said, "If it weren't for King Qing's sudden palace change, the saint would have left Chang'an.
The bonfire reflected Deng Qiuhui's back, still majestic and majestic, making people suddenly feel that he had no backbone.
"Your Majesty."
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The saint under the throne is still working too hard and trying to overturn every one of our achievements.
"What happened?" Du Youlin asked, but someone answered.
After being busy for most of the day, it was obvious that people in the palace had become more peaceful. The prince assumed the posture of supervising the country, and at most he maintained the stability of order.
"Bang the twilight drum! Close the city gate!"
"This... must be the prince's plan?"
"This slave takes the order."
"Can we take a break after closing the city gate?"
"It's broken!"
I was in a daze when I suddenly heard Yan Jiming say something in a loud voice.
"You left in such a hurry, but you still brought food and grass."
Deng Qiuhui was only pleasantly surprised for a moment before she realized that she was right. When she heard the words "Xue Bai, the lady in charge of the palace", her face suddenly turned pale.