"That year, when Su Wang pretended to be ill on his way, it was thanks to you all who learned about it in advance that he wanted to go to the capital secretly and asked the first princess for an order, capturing him in the name of 'rebelling' and pushing the former emperor to the throne." Grand scholar Fang said in a low voice, "Now you have seen this situation in the capital. How to start first and who can be of use, you gentlemen came here today, I'm sure you all have your plans."

Grand Scholar Fang was not hot-headed. He knew that it was impossible to move the Northern Camp without the Gu family members on their side this time. Since Liu Chong Shan's rebellion last time, the establishment of the Imperial Army had also undergone major adjustments. For positions above Company Commander, it had to be strictly checked to confirm that their families were innocent and their military achievements were real. It put an end to some people's loopholes. At the same time, it was separated into two divisions to mutually supervise one another. They would restrain each other but did not interfere with each other. It was also necessary to strictly prevent someone in the imperial army from covering the sky and breaking the law.

However, there were advantages and disadvantages to everything. The noble families of Great Liang were divided into civil and military, there were also generals that belonged to nobility, however, most of these families had declined. Otherwise, there would not have been such a scene of not having anyone of use during the Yuan He years, having no choice but to let Gu Yun, a young child, take control of the army.

The descendants of these renowned generals, born under the great shade of their ancestors, if they were incompetent in both literary and martial arts, they would enter the imperial army through the back door like Liu Chong Shan, spending years accumulating service time, then find a way to forge military merits to raise up through the ranks.

After years of co-existing, there had been a special ecology between these young soldiers and real soldiers. Both sides saved face for each other, which could not only ensure combat effectiveness but also gave consideration to relationship and dignity.

Unfortunately, this balance was destroyed by Li Feng after the mutiny of the imperial army.

The person in charge may think that a law they established in anger was thorough and clear. At that time, no one reminded Li Feng, who was delirious from fury, that he had blocked all the young men's dreams of promotion in the capital.

Which young master was not spoiled? Who would be willing to be a small soldier for all his life?

It was not terrible to offend a young master. What was important was that in the early years of the Great Liang Dynasty, military officers were more important than civil ones. The ancestors left behind one privilege — military generals were allowed to have their own family soldiers, keep some of their arms, and shelter the later generations. When in danger, they could be the last fighting force of the country. When Liu Chong Shan, Lu Chang, and others rebelled, Fang Qin had used these forces to restrain the rebels and hold them back until the Northern Camp arrived.

Grand Scholar Fang looked around and said, "Gu Yun has increased his troops to the southwest, and is also fighting in the East Sea. He does not have many troops to mobilize, at present, all his people are guarding the four regions. The Northern Camp is not allowed to enter unless called. Li Min is a man who is fishing for fame, he does not like having too many people at his side, only taking an old man or two with him wherever he goes. I heard that he has good skills in riding and archery, but he has only flailed around on the city tower several times, perhaps he would not be able to crush many nails. It's not hard to get rid of him — I just don't know whether you gentlemen want to carry it out 'in the dark' or 'in the open'."

Nearby, someone asked, "Dare to ask Master Fang, what is 'in the dark' and what is 'in the open'?"

The scholar who trained more than half of the talented officials in the court said with his face unchanged: "If you want to be in the dark, just ask twenty or thirty of suicide soldiers to ambush on the night Li Min is on his way back from the court, stop and kill him, and erase all evidence, letting it pass by, the Emperor will not be able to do anything either... If you want it to be in the open, then let the Emperor know who are the good generals and loyal officials, who are the ones responsible for his country, how the disorderly subjects and thieves are taken down —— and who can bear the responsibility of the Crown Prince."

"This... Master Fang, I'm afraid it won't be easy." It was the son of the Marquis of Peace, one of the three Marquises in the capital in the old days. The old Marquis had already passed away, this person had a body full of fat and had a hard time walking. He did not go out too many times a year. His appearance was far different from the descendants of a famous general, but his mind was unexpectedly clear. At this time, he said, "Without discussing how to avoid the imperial army and the imperial guards when carrying it out, let's say we succeed, with the Emperor's character of rather breaking than leaving things whole, will he not investigate it to the end? The hard-headed ones in Northern Camp are all dead, now they are all obedient, and will not enter without being summoned. What if in a fit of anger, the Emperor really summons them? They are far away, then what about the guards inside the palace and the imperial army outside the palace? The aftereffect of Liu Chong Shan and Lu Chang's rebellion has not passed yet, I'm afraid it's not so easy. "

"The palace doesn't have guards all the time, and there are places the imperial army can not enter. This year, there is good news on the front lines of Jiangnan in the East Sea. I heard that the flatterers of the Ministry of Rites already sent a request, imploring the Emperor to offer a sacrifice to the Heavens, to boost morale and to pray for the country's fate. There will be many chances," Grand Scholar Fang replied lightly, "As for the Emperor's anger afterward..."

When he said this, his voice stopped. He laughed low and raised his narrow and slightly drooping eyelids: "Then we have to make him 'unable to get angry'. What, do you think that if Li Min no longer exists, the Emperor will let us go easily? You have heard what the Crown Prince said today in the morning. As a little child, what does the Crown Prince know about national affairs? Who taught him those words? He is only eleven years old, but whenever he opens his mouth it is always 'no emotions involved in laws' and 'eliminate party and factions'. Scolding in the middle of the court, he might as well have pointed to our noses and said that we are all villains. Being indecisive at this moment, do you want to wait for the Crown Prince to ascend the throne and give us three meters of white silk*?"

*白绫”, white silk, often used in ancient times when the Emperor bestowed it on the guilty minister to commit suicide.

His statement was not at all ambiguous, it was outrageous and immoral.

Grand Scholar Fang was worthy of being an old minister who had entrusted Emperor Yuan He to the throne. He was bold, his guts were large, wanting to go big as soon as he made a move, speaking straightforwardly, "If the Emperor acts out of place, then get rid of the Emperor, if the Crown Prince does not obey, then use his elder brother who had lost his mother as a puppet."

The Marquis of Peace was stunned for a long time, then stuttered to ask another fatal question: "Then...would Gu Yun let this slide?"

"The Foreign Affairs Mission is still on its way, and it has been arranged," said Grand Scholar Fang with a low smile. "The front line, the preying enemy, the envoy, why, with such a favorable time and place, do you not remember what happened twenty years ago?"

A storm was brewing in the center, but Yan Wang, the one at the center of it all still seemed to be unaware, and still arrived on time every day, sparing no effort to promote his new policy.

He even happily received a letter from Gu Yun.

Gu Yun sent the letter directly to his home. It was entirely a private letter. When Huo Dan handed it to him, Chang Geng’s eyes suddenly lit up, making Commander Huo blush as red as a tomato.

"Does he have extraordinary abilities?" As Chang Geng lifted up the envelope and aimed it at the light, he carefully observed the contents of the envelope, while half-truthfully and half-falsely complaining to Huo Dan, "While dealing with foreigners, he still has this kind of leisurely hobby, what am I supposed to say to him."

There had never been a ‘mistress' in the traditional sense in the Marquis' Manor. Uncle Huo, as the bodyguard serving by their side, had also known something vaguely. However, it was still difficult for him to adapt to this situation, especially unable to discuss the family letter from Marshal with the ‘other master’. Listening to Yan Wang’s words, he felt that his role had changed from the commander of the family guard to a nanny eager for gossip; he had to stand aside with great shame and act as a house post blushing red.

Since the war began, this was the first time Gu Yun had sent such a thick home letter to Chang Geng. For a while, he was reluctant to tear it open. He took the envelope in his hands to caress and rub repeatedly, even bringing it to the tip of his nose to take a whiff, as if he could smell the scent of the man far away, his expression dazed and entranced.

The blood on Huo Dan's face soon seeped out of his pores, he stammered: "Your...Your Highness, you...What are you doing?"

Chang Geng glanced at him, as if he thought Huo Dan's red face was particularly interesting, He deliberately teased him and said, "I dreamt of my yifu yesterday, waking up in the middle of the night and unable to fall back asleep, I finally knew what was called ‘tossing and turning restlessly’. Turns out, I received his letter today. Such a coincidence, wouldn't you say?"

Huo Dan: "..."

The two words ‘my yifu’ made him shiver. Huo Dan thought bitterly, What is the little Marquis doing? Why is he becoming more and more outrageous! This will cause the old marquis and the princess in the afterlife to come back to life from anger.

Chang Geng secretly smiled and was about to open the envelope with a knife. Suddenly, a Lin Yuan wooden bird came in. That day, when Liu Zhong came asking to join them, Chang Geng did not trust him entirely. He had sent two Lin Yuan Pavilion people, one in the open, the other in the dark, following him to Liangjiang. The person in the open pretended to be a Liu family servant boy and contacted Liu Zhong with the capital city. The one in the dark was an expert. He followed the envoys to explore all kinds of changes and sent letters to the capital city at any time.

Chang Geng hurriedly stored Gu Yun's private letter into his arms and took a look at the wooden bird first.

A moment later, he gave a sneer —— some people were still very thoughtful.


Before the wooden bird could fly into the commander's tent, it was caught by a guard. He held the little thing in his hands, turning it over and over several times, but was not able to figure it out. Just as he had seen it as a threat and wanted to take it to the army's Ling Shu, someone said in a low voice: "Give it to me."

The guard looked up and saw Shen Yi coming in from the outside. He quickly handed over the wooden bird.

Shen Yi received it and touched the wooden bird's smooth head. He felt as if he had just heard General Shen sighing.

The wooden bird was attracted by the magnet left by General Zhong Chan. Shen Yi held it lightly and walked into the tent. Inside, the light was dim. Several military doctors came in and out quietly. The smell of medicine was suffocating, combined with the scent of fresh blood that was unable to wash off.

Yao Zhen was standing on one side, turning his head to Shen Yi, his expression grim.

In the naval battle that day, in order to delay time, Gu Yun's main ship was hit by the enemy. The ship disintegrated on the spot, the gold box exploded on the water surface. Fortunately, although Gu Yun was deaf and blind, his reactions were still quick. Feeling that something was not right, he ordered people to abandon the ship and jumped into the sea.

Because he jumped in time, when an Eagle fished him out of the water, for better or worse, he was not yet completely baked.

The supply line of the Western army was cut off, and the upper reaches of the Neijiang River were controlled by Gu Yun's increased troops in the southwest. With two of their supply lines all cut off, they had to retreat from the Dongying Sea.

If it wasn't for the commander's grave injury, it would have been a perfect victory to be written in history books.

Gu Yun prepared the war report, home letters, and other props properly in advance, keeping his injuries hidden from outsiders and the insiders altogether. Even within the Liangjiang camp, the news was also blocked; except for several high ranking generals, private guards, military doctors, and the several Eagles who brought him back, no one was aware of it.

One could imagine how much pressure Shen Yi and Yao Zhen had to bear this time.

Shen Yi: "How is it?"

"You came just in time. He's awake," Yao Zhen whispered. "Marshal Gu had made a great prediction bringing you here. Brother Ji Ping, if you weren't here, I think the sky would collapse."

Shen Yi said with a wry smile: "It's nothing, we will get used to it… You go rest first, I'll have a word with him."

Yao Zhen nodded, taking leave with the doctors. Shen Yi walked over lightly, holding Gu Yun's hands hanging limply over the bed.

As soon as the bed's curtain was down, Gu Yun could not feel people going in and out of the tent at all. Until now, only when he could sense the callous caused by handling the Wind Slasher did he realize it was Shen Yi who came.

Gu Yun's body did not have many places unscathed. He was covered with steel plates. His whole body was fixed in place, he could not even turn his head. Sometimes unconscious and sometimes awake from pain, as soon as he opened his eyes, cold sweat on his forehead began to flow down. Even if he opened them, they could not find focus. The military doctor said that people could easily hurt their ears and eyes in a huge explosion. Now, he could only feel a hint of light when opening his eyes, not to mention liuli glass, even the Qian Li Yan would not be of use.

"Don't know if it can still get better." Gu Yun thought in silence, "Will I truly be blind in the future?"

As soon as Shen Yi saw his blank eyes, his nose stung. On Gu Yun's palm, he wrote, "There is a letter from Lin Yuan Pavilion."

Gu Yun blinked.

Shen Yi took apart the wooden bird and prepared to write to him. However, when he glanced at the contents of the note, his face first tightened.

Gu Yun waited for a long time, but he didn't say a word. His fingers questioningly tapped on the back of Shen Yi's hand.

Shen Yi was a good-natured person. In addition to shouting half-truthfully and half-falsely when fighting with Gu Yun, he seldom got angry. At this time, he sat on the edge of the bed, holding the wooden bird's hand, and suddenly trembled. His chest fluctuated violently several times, then there was a crack —— the wooden bird's head was broken off by him.

"What is this?" He thought to himself, "What is this! For whom do we die, and for whom do we devote ourselves? Does any of it mean a goddamn thing?"

Gu Yun was tense; fearing that there would be new problems arising, he stopped worrying about his blind eyes, trying to open his mouth and said: "What...cough... "

There was a wound on his throat caused by a bullet shell, it overlapped with an old scar, almost injuring the artery. Although he did not become another Liao Ran, it was very difficult to speak, making him sound like a broken pipe.

"The court is still insisting on a truce?" the broken pipe asked.

Shen Yi's eyes were full of bloodshot. In Gu Yun's hand, he wrote: "Lin Yuan Pavilion sent a special person to monitor the Foreign Affairs Mission, and found that some of them were secretly communicating with Western envoys. A group of people with unknown identities are mixing in with the Foreign Affairs Mission."

Gu Yun breathed a sigh of relief and moved his fixed neck. "I thought it was something important...Isn't the list of the Foreign Affairs Mission already delivered? There's no reason to add more people suddenly. If it is true, stop them outside the camp. It doesn't matter."

Shen Yi: "Because of this battle, there was no reason for the Foreign Affairs Mission to come to the front line anymore. They were on standby in Pengcheng and awaited the imperial court for advice. Li Feng said that it was fine for them to go back without success, so he ordered them to have a rest in Pengcheng for a while. When the imperial court allocated the reward materials, they would be sent to the front line of Liangjiang together to—"

Gu Yun slightly raised one long eyebrow, Shen Yi paused with difficulty, then wrote on his palm: "Reward the army."

These two words were too sensitive for all the old subordinates of Black Iron Camp. Gu Yun obviously twitched, but his body was forcibly bound back to its original position by the steel plates, cold sweat flowed down his temples.

Shen Yi hurriedly held him down: "Zi Xi!"

With this action, blood started to soak through Gu Yun's bandage on his chest, the smell of blood overpowered the medicinal scent, making his face even paler.

Shen Yi had the illusion that Gu Yun's whole body was slowly evaporating.

Yet he refused to pass out.

He had to muster up the illusion that he still had plenty of strength to spare for both insiders and outsiders to see.

A man casting aside life and death — both when he was still alive and in the afterlife — wasting his efforts, to exchange for what in return?

Even if there was a long history of fame, there would only be a memorial tablet left in the future.

When the future nobles remembered him, they would arrange one or two idle allusions, or deliberately criticize him to show that they were more knowledgeable and different than others.

When the common people remembered him, they most likely would fabricate a romance story a hundred and eighty times over, arrange him with an unknown woman in the midst of his hurried life, and they would elope together, all blessings could only be enjoyed after death.

Shen Yi: "I'll write to Miss Chen right away. I...I... I'll accompany you to resign from our position and go home. You can abduct His Highness together. You can heal your wounds, cure your diseases, whatever you want… Forget about the Li family or Zhang family bullshit! I... "

Gu Yun sighed and held his hand gently.

Shen Yi's breath was so disordered that he couldn’t speak. He made an expression of being ready to wail and cry in an angle that Gu Yun couldn’t see, but he didn’t dare to tremble and sob too much for fear that Gu Yun would be aware of it. He didn’t dare to cry out, breathing in silently through his mouth. His tears were caught by his own steel armor.

Gu Yun could still sense it, but he didn't expose him. He clapped his hand and said softly: "It's not a big deal, no need to explode. Do you have any news from Chang Geng?"

"Yes." Shen Yi wrote, "His Highness said, let you not worry about anything else. If any villain intends to make a mess, just kill them. Even if the sky collapses in the capital, he can shoulder it."

Gu Yun smiled weakly.

Blood loss would make people's minds unclear. It took him several times more energy and an all-out effort to concentrate on what was going on: "What can I say... Before the war is over, someone already wants to get rid of me first. It's true that the capital is changing. Some people are using their last resort. There’s bound to be another battle between us and the foreigners. At present, I can't walk... and can not help him very much. You can let the Foreign Affairs Mission in, then immediately stop them, strictly guard them, and cut off their contact with the capital. If the Westerners are among them, cough... what kind of role would they play...we should turn their plan against them."

Shen Yi didn’t speak.

Gu Yun: "Ji Ping?"

Shen Yi suddenly asked, "Do you think it's worth it?"

Gu Yun was stunned.

Shen Yi's eyes flitted across the bloodstain on his chest, coming next to Gu Yun's ears, he forced his words into the deaf man's ears one by one: "What you think in your heart is that there is bound to be another battle between us and the foreigners. What others think is how to pull you, the general, off the horse. Do you think it's worth it?"

Of course, Gu Yun's mind could not be completely free of dilemmas. Unfortunately, having Shen Yi beside him, someone who had the tendency to explode, no matter what they thought, one of them should be in charge of exploding, while the other should be in charge of calming. Shen Yi had taken the lead in the role of the former. Gu Yun had no choice but to play the latter peacefully.

Gu Yun: "You spent five liang of silver to buy that hideous hairpin for Miss Chen. Is it worth it, or is it a waste of money?"

Shen Yi: "I did humiliating things for the woman I love, it is my responsibility. Who are you humiliating yourself for?"

Gu Yun slowly replied, "As expected, there is no filial son in front of the bed. You unfilial child, you even learned to scold me already."

Shen Yi: "..."

Through half of his lifetime engaged in warfare, for how many times Gu Yun had the thought of running off, that was how many times Shen Yi had the thought of 'I no longer care about this bastard'. He shook off Gu Yun's hand, turning around to leave, thinking to himself, If you love to die that much.

Gu Yun: "Ji Ping!"

His hand in the air aimlessly grabbed into emptiness, his fingers wrapped with the bandaged medicine were nearly deformed, five fingers could not close, his pale skin full of scars was exposed under the bandages, causing Shen Yi to feel uncomfortable in an instant and he could no longer have any attitude.

Shen Yi: "Don't move!"

Gu Yun said softly, "These two days, there must be an emissary coming from Dong Ying to contact us secretly. Chong Ze, after all, is still a civil officer. It depends on you... "

Shen Yi was very pained, "Alright, stop talking, I know."

Gu Yun was interrupted by him, but was not angry either. No one knew what he thought of, he suddenly laughed and gasped for a while. "Try to defend the country and become a famous general. In a hundred years, people will build a temple for you. Isn't it very good to eat incense for a living."

Shen Yi sneered, "Which god would you be? A Gate God already exists, are you going to be a Window God? A Bed God? "

"It's all the same," Gu Yun said with a low laugh. "Either way, no matter which temple people worship at… The things they ask for are all the same… For fortune, promotion, marriage...and children as well."

Shen Yi listened and thought, Isn't this a scammer, a matchmaker, and a Guanyin Bestower of Children* all at once?

*送子观音, Songzi Guanyin, Bodhisattva from which people prayed to for children

His heart suddenly became even more frustrated, he didn't want to be friends with such a person at all.

Gu Yun whispered, "God Shen, bring me the flute in the box at the head of the bed."

Shen Yi sighed and took out a small box that he had treasured beside the pillow. There was a brilliant white jade flute, a stack of thick, unknown seagrain paper, and several Wind Slasher hilts with different names engraved on them.

This small box seemed to contain all of Gu Yun’s feelings.

I will not die. Gu Yun held the cold jade flute in his fingertips and thought firmly, If they don't blow me up on the spot, I will not die. Chang Geng’s Bone of Impurity hasn't been cured yet. There are so many people in the capital who want to trouble him. How can I...

What could he do? Before he could think of it, he was once again in a coma of exhaustion.

Thousands of miles away, at midnight in the Fang Manor.

Fang Qin sat in the room with his expression heavy, after being silent for a long time, he raised his head slowly, and asked, "Is it true? You heard it with your own ears? "

Kneeling in front of him, the servant shivered uncontrollably and nodded quickly.

The heir of this generation of the Fang family suddenly laughed. A moment later, he covered his face with one hand as his shoulders shook. He did not know whether he was crying or laughing. Fang Qin once advised Lu Chang to go on this road. He once thought that Yan Wang was ambitious, perhaps one day he would go on this road as well. What he never expected was that his own father would be the first one to go on this road.

Every scholar, at a young age, had all learned Teacher Heng Qu's four sentences: "To build a heart for heaven and earth, to build a life for the people, to continue learning for the monarch, and to open peace for all ages." Everyone once had the passion that they would one day become a man of unparalleled power and be able to carry the nation for thousands of years.

However, this point of painstaking effort would gradually be ground away by fame and wealth, by time, by the helpless flow of life, grinding and grinding, one's life would end up returning to the same old road.

From ancient times to the present, how many talented people were there, and how many nations scholars* existed in comparison?

*国士, a nation’s scholar, is someone with the talent of a scholar and the virtue of building a country

That night, Fang Qin spent the whole time sitting in a daze in his study. The next morning, he ordered his wife and children to be sent away secretly.

When the first cock crowed in the morning, Fang Qin thought he would rush out and drag Yan Wang up to inform him of the impending premeditated rebellion.

It was a pity, although this process had been imagined hundreds of times over in his mind, it did not turn into action.

Loyalty and filial piety, it was difficult to fulfill both. He knew that he was doomed to be unable to become a nation’s scholar, he could only charge forward on the path ahead.

Five days later, an ambiguous message flew into the capital and was heard by ambitious people of all kinds —— a few days later, the Foreign Affairs Ministry went to reward the army and arrived at Jiangbei camp, but all of a sudden, the camp was in a completely closed off state for unknown reasons.

The Fang family received more detailed information. Grand Scholar Fang received a note from his students, on which was simply written the word 'Success'.

At this point, Grand Scholar Fang let out a long sigh of relief. Of course, he himself did not expect that it would go so smoothly. The Westerners who were covetous had helped him in the end. His heart was full of unexplained excitement: because 'half of the nation' had already been under control, and his ambition was within reach.

At the same time, the matters about the memorial ceremony to worship the Heavens were indeed put forward by the Ministry of Rites. Fang Qin took the lead and joined in. Even the Yan Wang Party did not come out to object. They unanimously agreed to this rarely seen extravagant activity.

Back then, Former Emperor Yuan He hosted one once a year. In the years of Long An, they gradually became more frugal. Therefore, the procedures were all ready-made. In order to ensure that the boot-licking didn't reach the legs, the Ministry of Rites had already started to make preparations secretly. Once the Emperor approved of it, they immediately started to operate in an orderly manner. On that day, northwest envoys began to offer gifts one after another, the nine gates were full of fireworks, all regulations were lifted, the bells and drums roared in unison.

The Emperor had to depart from the palace to worship the heavens, to tell his ancestors what he had achieved during this year. This time, he had learned his lesson. He was closely followed by thirteen imperial guards, not taking with him a single one of the unreliable civil and military officials, only the Crown Prince. Under the altar, Yan Wang led the Grand Council and a number of officials.

Sacrificing for heaven and earth, worshiping ancestors, a string of activities were carried out in order. With nothing happening this time, Li Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief, casting aside the haunting fear left from last time and ordered to return to the palace.

When the Emperor took up his chariot and was about to return, and the imperial army outside the city was handing over the duty to the imperial guards, something happened.

There was no telling who suddenly shouted, "Assassins!"

Before the words were heard, several Dong Ying boomerangs broke through the air and pierced straight through the crowd officials, grazing the sleeves of a Han Lin; the old Han Lin did not manage to let out a sound, promptly fainting. The internal and external guard troops responded at the same time. Some called "protect the Emperor" and some called "catch the assassins".

Unexpectedly, an imperial army member suddenly turned mad and slashed his sword at the Crown Prince. Chang Geng was nearest to him; he stepped forward and grabbed the Crown Prince's belt to drag him back in the blink of an eye.

In the confusion, someone shouted, "The imperial army is rebelling!"

The commander of the imperial army, who was carrying out the task of being the main guard, was still in confusion. He blurted out, "My ass!"

At this time, someone dressed in the clothes of an imperial guard took out a small crossbow in his arms and aimed at Li Feng's chariot. Li Feng almost rolled down from it. The commander of the imperial army thought: The imperial guards rebelled, yet they’re still trying to pour the mud on us! What is this!

"Slow down! There are traitors in the imperial guards trying to assassinate the Emperor, capture them! "

After the imperial army was changed into two departments working in parallel, in order to restrain each other, the two sides had no communication and were in a competitive relationship. One side carried out the main guarding duty, the other side cooperated in assisting and supervision. Of course, the cooperating side suffered losses. Their job was the same, but they could not show their faces in front of the Emperor. How could they not feel dissatisfied?

The main guard thought that there were assassins in the imperial guards, and the coordinated guard thought that the main guard had ill intentions. The imperial guards thought that the imperial army definitely rebelled. Under the deliberate instigation of the plotting people, the three parties were in chaos.

And almost all the generals that could be of use to the imperial court were already transferred by Gu Yun to garrisons all over the country. At present, those who were staying behind in the capital were either cowards, or malicious conspirators. All of a sudden, this place was plunged into commotion.

Fang Qin and the others saw the opportunity, deliberately rushed to Li Feng in a panic, saying altogether, "This place is dangerous, Your Majesty please leave as soon as possible."

A group of strange-looking escorts came along. Fang Qin said, "Your Majesty, please come down! We will defend Your Majesty to death!"

Li Feng didn't pay attention to many details in the panic. He grabbed Fang Qin's arm and said, "Where is the Crown Prince?"

Fang Qin made a signal to the imperial bodyguard and said to Li Feng, "The Crown Prince is under protection. Just now I saw that Yan Wang is also over at that side, I'm afraid we were separated. Go first, and I'll send someone to look for him."

Li Feng shouted angrily, "Summon the Northern Camp! These lawless... "

Fang Qin immediately ordered his own men to pretend to run off and 'send the summoning order'. This was what they had thought of in advance: they must not leave room for the imperial guards to react, isolate the Emperor early on and cut off his contact with the imperial guards and the Northern Camp.

Fang Qin half coaxed and half lied for Li Feng to leave. At this time, all the men surrounding him had changed into the imperial guards uniform, rushing towards him in unison. Li Feng was unable to pay attention - it was already too late to wait until he could.

At this time, a strange occurrence also happened on the front line.

The pope received the news from his spies that had mixed into the Foreign Affairs Mission. A coup had happened in Great Liang, the envoys sent from the capital to reward the army was in fact, going to carry out an assassination. They planned to recreate the scene of the Black Iron Camp in the northwest twenty years ago. Gu Yun was seriously injured and perhaps already dead. The garrison was forcibly blocking the news, but the internal situation was already chaotic; it was a good opportunity to fight back.

As usual, the pope did not believe such news; at the very least, he would send people to verify it repeatedly from other angles, but he no longer had the luxury to do so.

The Great Liang Navy cut off the two most important lines of contact between them and their country, on one hand, the struggle between the Holy Land parties had been close to its climax, and on the other, their obedient colonies started a rebellion upsurge from Nanyang Islands. They truly had no other options but to go far east through Dong Ying.

The pope had never trusted the Dong Ying people. He always felt that these jackals could bite back at them any time, thus he was eager to break this deadlock.

No one knew better than him that the prestige of the Western Navy on the water was supported by abundant energy, without a large number of Ziliujin as the backing, it was nothing but a pile of scrap metal.

Master Ja made a rigorous strategic deployment and sent people to the Dong Ying shogunate for cooperation.

The Dong Ying people nodded and welcomed them pleasantly, after politely sending them away, they turned back to their residence and closed the door.

A weatherbeaten Dong Ying warrior came in from the back door and took off his bamboo hat. In a low voice, he said, "I have seen General Gu."

"Then Gu Yun was not seriously injured or dead, was he?"

"I cannot say for certain. I just saw Gu Yun passing by in a hurry. My rank was not enough to start a conversation with him. But the garrison was in good order, full of artillery, without any confusion, as if ready to attack at any time. I haven't seen the so-called 'assassin group' either; if there is any, it may have been secretly taken care of."

"I see. You have worked hard."