Chapter 117： Palace change (2)

After returning to his home, Li Min immediately called together Song Jiao, Shangguan Qingcheng, Li Zhen and others to discuss the plan for launching the palace change seven days later, and discussed with them for a while. The most important thing was to arrange the task.

Liu Dazheng, Mo Dongli and others represented by Song Jiao are all real masters. They are practicing in the eighth layer of qi practice. Although they are not the opponents of Liu Xingshen and Han Wenyue, they cannot be ignored.

The second is the 800-strong royal palace under the command of Shangguan City. These elite battlefields are all masters of charge. At that time, Li Zhi must control the palace and cannot rely on the magic strategy. He must have his own strength to control the city gate. And important passages to ensure his way forward.

Li Zhen is Li Min's think-tank. The entire plan of the palace change, as well as the details of related actions, Li Min has to scrutinize with him repeatedly, so as not to leave any loopholes.

Song Jiao and others were suddenly shocked when they heard Li Min ’s decision to launch a palace change. After all, this happened too suddenly. The crowd was completely unprepared in advance, and they gathered to attack Miyagi ... It was to kill the lieutenant who was deciding the army, but it was very similar to rebellion. This was a great test for everyone's ability to bear.

Song Jiao knew about Li Ye ’s attack. There was a secret child in Tsing Yi Yamen, and he always followed and protected Li Yun in secret. At that time, Li Yun did not send a signal. These secret children only agreed according to the convention and did not take action. So Song Jiao Is less shocked than others.

And after experiencing the Battle of Bagong Mountain, Song Jiao was the most able to endure. She took the lead in answering: "Within three days, the masters of Tsing Yi Yemen will be able to summon up, seven people in the middle of Qi training, and three or more layers There are twenty people. "

Since coming to Chang'an, Song Jiao has been recruiting and buying horses to expand the power of the Tsing Yi Yamen under the guidance of Li Yan. Raising troops for thousands of days, and now it's time to really go to the battlefield, the strength that Tsing Yi Yamen gives is naturally extraordinary.

"As long as they are monks practicing Qi, all of them are summoned!" Li Min understood Song Jiao's meaning. In her opinion, only those who practiced Qi more than three levels would be considered combative, but the palace change was not an enemy, as long as it was a magician. Role, momentum is also an important factor in making things happen.

"Then there are more than 120 people," Song Jiao replied. The surgeons who practiced Qi and Tier 1 were not only numerous but also easy to recruit, so the number was huge.

For ordinary wealthy doormen, there will never be more than one hundred warlocks. Even Wang Duo and Lu Yan's doormen can have twenty or thirty people, even if they are good, this is because raising masters is not raising soldiers, and high-level combat power is The key point is that raising too much, the cost is not small, and it is easy to be criticized.

However, Li Yan secretly raised the Tsing Yi Shumen, which is the method of raising soldiers. He knew early on that he might tear his face with the magic army in the future, so there was no room for recruiting soldiers.

Li Yan looked at Shangguan Qingcheng: "How about the royal palace?"

"A prince in the palace, swearing to be loyal to His Royal Highness!" Shangguan Qingcheng's eyes were resolute. "After His Highness attacked the Lord, he bought a lot of Pei Yuandan and sent it to the army, so there are now eight Qi Masters in the army!"

Li Zhi's loyalty to the Wangfu Jiashi didn't worry at all. These are his loyalty. Even if Li Zhi rebels by pulling the flag, not many people will betray him.

There are eight gas trainers in the army. It seems that there are not many, but that is in the army. With the battle array, the power that can be exerted is incomparable. Fifty monks who practiced Qi and Qi on the Yimen Gate of Tsing Yi, if the terrain is open, and there are eight army warriors sitting in front of the battlefield, and the fully equipped Royal Palace of 800, it is hard to say who wins.

Li Zheng nodded, and finally looked at Li Zhen.

Li Zhen asked Li Li's plan.

He is a bachelor, barefoot who is not afraid to wear shoes. There is no reason to drop the chain at this time.

Li Yandao: "Although the city defense of Chang'an is in the hands of the Divine Army, the management of Chang'an City is under the responsibility of Chang'an Prefecture. With the cooperation of Chang'an Prefecture, I can take the soldiers and masters out of the palace in batches and hide them outside the Imperial City. Fang District, as soon as the time comes, you can enter the Imperial City! "

Li Zhen groaned for a moment, and suddenly said, "Why not go through the Xuanwu Gate?"

Xuanwu Gate is the north gate of Miyagi. You can only enter the palace gate by attacking from the Xuanwu Gate if you attack from the south of the imperial city.

When Li Shimin launched the palace transformation, it was not unreasonable to choose Xuanwumen.

Li Yan's eyes lighted up: "This is my negligence ..."

Next, the details of the matter were discussed overnight.

In the middle of the night, Li Zhi and Tian Lingzi also rushed over—they went back to Pu's palace and made some emergency arrangements such as blocking the palace and convening masters.

...

Wang Jian was sitting at the barracks door, eating a bag of pastries.

It ’s midnight. If you do n’t sleep at this time, you will feel hungry, and he will never treat his belly. He eats very concentratedly, his mouth is full of crumbs, and his eyes are bright. A serious matter must be fully focused.

The room door creaked open. Li Maozhen, who had just dealt with his injuries, walked out of the room and saw Wang Jian sitting on the stone steps at the door, frowning slightly, and kicking him with a foot: "Dead fat, you haven't What's wrong with Wo, sitting at my door eating in the middle of the night? "

Wang Jian did not return his head, because the pastry had not been eaten, he did not have time to turn back, and his mouth was vague: "It is natural to sit at your door in the middle of the night."

"What do you have to say at this time?" Li Maozhen had some unpredictable feelings in his heart, but he didn't show it.

"About the assassination tonight." Wang Jian was still eating.

Li Maozhen didn't answer. He squatted down beside him. As commander, he led five hundred soldiers, and there was still a separate camp defense. At this time, there were no other people, and the armored guards were outside the small courtyard.

"Have you thought about why the lieutenant asked us to assassinate King An?" Wang Jian's voice gradually decreased, and only two of them could hear it, with some sense of conscience.

"I'm just responsible for the task, regardless of the struggle of the big men." Li Maozhen said habitually, he wanted to pretend that, but because of the unpredictable feeling in his heart, he asked more: "Did you think?"

"The lieutenant murdered An Wang ..." Wang Jian finally finished his cakes, he clapped his hands, turned his head, stared at Li Maozhen with his eyes bright, "Did you not heard of Ba? Battle of Gongshan? "

Li Maozhen spread his arms, "What does this have to do with me?"

"Do you think King An will sit still?" Wang Jian asked looking at Li Maozhen.

"I said, I don't care! After the mission is over, this matter will have nothing to do with me!" Li Maozhen said in a deep voice.

Wang Jian smiled, with a strange smile: "It matters."

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing else. It just reminds us of an agreement we had."

"Agree?"

"Gou Fugui, don't forget!"

Li Maozhen froze, his eyes became sharp, and he was ready to shoot at any time: "Where is the wealth?"

"An Wang." Wang Jiandao said.

Li Maozhen's eyes were low: "What do you know?"

"I don't know anything. All I know is that King An won't sit still, and that King An intersects with King Pu who is now most likely to be a Prince!" Speaking of this, Wang Jian laughed and laughed. The word is a joke on the general power, but for Pu King, it is more important than Taishan. "

"You know Pu Wang well?"

"I only know people who need to know."

Li Maozhen's tense expression relaxed and he smiled bitterly: "It seems you know something."

"I do not know."

"You do not know?"

"Just a little intuition."

"intuition?"

"I don't want to miss any one, there is a chance of climbing up. Intuition tells me that there is such an opportunity right now!"

Li Maozhen stood up, looked at Wang Jian, groaned for a moment, and suddenly said, "Do you think An Wang will win?"

Wang Jian also stood up and compared with his hill-like body. Li Maozhen was thin and weak like a weak woman. He said, "Let ’s give it a try, life and death depend on you, and there is richness and heaven. If you do n’t fight, even if there is wealth in your life, heaven. I don't know what to give you. "

...

Six days passed quickly.

More than one hundred monks in Yimen, Tsing Yi, with the cooperation of Chang'an Prefecture, successively entered predetermined positions and were hidden in the houses in the square.

Tomorrow, the 800 soldiers at An'an's Mansion will also be dispatched, concealed to move outside the Xuanwu Gate and Changle Gate to stand by.

The final plan made by Li Wei was to attack both North and South simultaneously.

The reason why the 800 Jiashi did not dispatch immediately was because the targets were too large. Once they disappeared in the palace, they might attract attention. Therefore, in the last day of the operation, they tried to achieve an unexpected result by using lightning to cover their ears.

The timing of the palace change is set at midnight on the seventh day.

On the night of the sixth day, Li Wei arrived at Yipinlou.

Near the stairs on the first floor, there is an old erhu storyteller on hand, still flying around.

Huang Chao did not come.

Li Ye didn't come to see Huang Chao.

On the second floor, there were five jugs on the table in front of Nangong's first, but he did not drink any of them.

Li Yan sat down opposite the Nangong.

"Today you are punctual." Nangong was sitting upright and looked at Li Yan slowly.

"Actually, I've always been punctual." Li Min smiled. "It's just that the chief comes early every time."

"Someone please drink. If you don't come early, then this person must not be a good person." Nangong first said seriously.

Li Zhengshou said: "The chief's words have always been justified. In this case, why does the chief not drink?"

Nangong shook his head first and sighed: "I'm afraid I drank this meal and never had another meal."

Li Yan silently, half a moment, he looked at Nangong first: "the chief may not necessarily have to shoot."

"I will definitely shoot!" Nangong took the first shot of the desktop, the voice was not loud, but the tone was very heavy, and his expression was solemn.

"Why is this?" Li Yan asked.

"Because I'm busy." Nangong Dai smiled suddenly.

"The chief doesn't seem to be a person who is at ease," Li said.

"Qin Tianjian is getting more and more idle, and he ca n’t do anything fast." Nangong ’s first eyes lit up. "So I have to toss and move to help people remember that Tang and Qin Tianjian are like this. Exist! "

"It's not difficult to toss, the difficult thing is to choose the object of toss. People like the chief of the bureau, presumably will not deal with people for nothing." Li Yan said.

"Of course." Nangong first said, "I want to toss, I have to toss that one, to make Qin Tianjian idle and a person without authority!"

The prosperity and decline of Qin Tianjian is directly linked to the strength of the dynasty. Therefore, the people who scourge Chao Gang are those who make Qin Tianjian dispensable.

"This person" is of course the eunuch.

...

The seventh day.

The last rays of the setting sun fell into the window.

Liu Sanniang is dressing.

Not for yourself, but for others.

In front of her, the man in the blue robe sat quietly in front of the bronze mirror. She held up a strand of gray hair, combed gently, her eyes were full of pity.

"This is the first time the slave family has made up for the gentleman. This honor, before the slave family dare to think about it in a dream." Liu Sanniang, milfs, said with a smile, wrinkles in the corners of the eyes, filled with strong love Meaning and happiness.

"This may also be the last time." The man's voice remained smooth.

Liu Sanniang shook her hand, and the jade comb almost dropped.

She didn't look overwhelmed. At her age, the world has settled down. Even if there is a big thing, there will not be a small girl begging for mercy.

Liu Sanniang didn't speak again, she didn't ask much because she knew that no matter what the man in front of him had his reasons, if he didn't want to say, she didn't have to ask.

After dressing, the man in the Qingpao stood up and went straight out without saying a word. He never explained how to go there, not even thank you.

Liu Sanniang looked sadly at the man's back and held the hand of Yu Comb, because she was too hard and she had no blood, she clenched her teeth tightly, as if she was also biting the tears that were about to fill her eyes.

She didn't say anything.

When he came to the door, the man in Qingpao paused.

"If you can come back alive, eat your sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

His figure disappeared at the door.

Looking at the empty room door, Liu Sanniang finally couldn't help crying. She squatted down and exhausted her whole body strength, so she didn't cry, which made her look extra hard.

But she quickly stood up and wiped away her tears.

She is going to make osmanthus cake.

He believes he will come back.

She is not afraid to wait.

She has been waiting for three years.

She has waited many times.