The red building is so arrogant

Because of the errands of the officiant, King Zhongshun was physically and mentally exhausted when he came out of the emperor's mausoleum. He didn't bother to make excuses with the accompanying ministers. He got on the carriage and began to close his eyes and doze off.

On the contrary, Shi Zhoumo, the head of the palace, caught up on his sleep on the way out of the city. He hadn't entered the imperial mausoleum to participate in the burial ceremony just now.

It is said to be patrolling, but it is actually going around the frame of King Zhongshun and the prince.

Seeing the same exhausted prince who covered his mouth with his sleeve and yawned from time to time, also got into the carriage followed by Jiao Shun and two noble ladies, Zhou Mo's heart felt tense. Only then let go.

He was about to urge his horse to report to the front, but suddenly he saw the concubine concubine's convoy that had been trailing behind when they came, and started off with King Zhongshun's carriage first, and began to follow the path away from the imperial mausoleum.

"How is this going?"

Zhou Mo acted like a horsewhip, and ordered with a sullen face: "Song Qianhu, quickly send someone to ask, how can this be done without following the rules?!"

Song Qianhu was also a little suspicious, so he hurriedly ordered his deputy Qianhu to urge his horse to inquire.

Not long after, the deputy Qianhu came back to report that the empress dowager was unwell, so the queen empress temporarily changed the order—the funerals of the left and right were over, and it may not be necessary for the officiant and the prince to walk in front.

This reason...

Anyway, Zhou Mo couldn't find a reason.

However, the unplanned situation still made him a little irritated instinctively, so he hurriedly approached the carriage in front and reported the situation to King Zhongshun.

After hearing this, King Zhongshun opened the curtain and knocked on the back, asking, "Is the crown prince in the car behind?"

"It's still there, I watched the carriage that the prince boarded with my own eyes."

"Then let them go."

King Zhongshun shrank back indifferently, yawned and said, "You just need to protect these two carriages, don't worry about the others."

Lier was so reasonable, but Zhou Mo was still a little uneasy.

So I discussed with Song Qianhu, and simply 'protected' and stayed close to the prince's carriage.

Jiao Shun, who was sitting on the shaft of the car, saw this scene, laughed silently, put his arms behind his head, crossed his legs and closed his eyes to fall asleep.

About half an hour after the journey, just as it was about to merge into the main official road, the speed of the convoy suddenly slowed down.

Zhou Mo, who was already a little sensitive, immediately ordered Song Qianhu to send someone to investigate. When he found out that the concubine's car had a problem and blocked the way, so that the concubines had to go around one by one, he shook his horsewhip restlessly. Said: "Didn't it be fine when you came here? Why did this go wrong again? Song Qianhu, do you think there will be something tricky here?"

Song Qianhu was holding the rein in one hand, and the commanding saber at his waist in the other. Although there was a look of panic on his face, it was more fierce to fight. He swallowed his saliva forcefully, and his eyes fell on the carriage beside him. Go up, and said coldly: "Master Zhou, don't worry, even if there are some tricks, with the hundred and ten guns under the hands of Song and Song, they will not be able to keep them!"

Zhou Mo didn't answer, and his eyes were fixed on the carriage beside him. Hundreds of guns could not give him much sense of security. Only the prince on the carriage could make him feel at ease.

Emperor Longyuan left such a son, even if he wanted to do something to the prince, the queen and Concubine Wu would never allow him to put himself in danger.

unless……

A thought flashed in Zhou Mo's head, and he quickly threw this ridiculous idea out of his mind.

When the prince boarded the car just now, he could see it with his own eyes.

Even if it doesn't look very real from a little distance, but the two old elders and the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, Wang Zhe, have all had face-to-face conversations with the prince, so it is impossible for them to admit that they are all wrong, right?

Besides, both Jiao Shun and Princess Nan'an could see clearly.

Thinking of this, Zhou Mo's eyes turned to Jiao Shun who was still asleep, carefully 'screening' his eyebrows and eyes for a moment, and his heart became more at ease.

"Zhou Changshi."

At this time Song Qianhu asked again: "Do you want to inform the prince?"

Zhou Mo thought for a while, shook his head and said, "No need for now."

He could clearly see Wang Zhongshun's tired face just now, and if he disturbed the prince's sleep at this time, he would probably be scolded.

Besides, what can the prince do even if he wakes up?
It's better not to be extravagant.

In this way, another quarter of an hour passed.

After bypassing a dense forest, the broken carriage finally came into the eyes of the two of them.

Zhou Mo didn't feel anything yet, but Song Qianhu suddenly became alert, urged his horse to come to Zhou Mo's side and gritted his teeth, "Zhou Changshi, there's something wrong with this. The angle of the car's tilt seems to be deliberately blocking the way. !"

"what?!"

Zhou Mo was shocked when he heard the words, and was about to take a closer look, when suddenly the grass on both sides of the road rolled up, and countless ambush soldiers with live ammunition emerged from the potholes below, and at the same time, uneven roars came from the front, back, left, and right: " King Zhongshun's conspiracy to rebel is an unforgivable crime, and we will seek rebellion according to the Queen's order, and anyone who resists from the bandits will be shot to death, the barbarians!"

This time he became hasty. Facing the countless black muzzles of the guns and hearing the roar of the 'Yi Tribe', Zhou Mo's mind went blank.

Most of the blood on Song Qianhu's face faded, but he was born in the army after all, and he had long thought of desperately fighting for wealth, so before the roar stopped, he pulled out his command knife with a clang, and shouted loudly: " Protect the prince, protect the prince, with the prince here, who would dare to make a mistake!"

Most of his men hadn't reacted yet, only a dozen officers subconsciously surrounded the prince's carriage.

Zhou Mo finally came to his senses at this time, and quickly reined in the reins and shouted: "Where did the traitor come from, dare to pass on the decree?! If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is disturbed, Zhu Er and other nine clans will not be exaggerated!"

With that said, he got off his horse and wanted to climb into the prince's carriage.

Song Qianhu dismounted faster than him, took off his short gun from the hook on the horse's belly, walked around to the back of the car, pointed the gun at the car without hesitation, and then yelled hysterically: "I don't care who you are or who you are ordering from. Now Du Te Niang puts down the weapon for me. If you don't disturb His Royal Highness, none of you will live!"

Zhou Mo followed closely behind, snatched the musket of a dragon guard next to him, and followed Song Qianhu's example, pointing the gun at the car, shouting: "If you hear me, put down your weapons, otherwise no one will be Want to live!"

The actions of the two of them not only made the pickets ambushing on both sides a little hesitant, but even the dragon guard soldiers around them also caused a commotion.

Except for a few hard-core confidants who followed Song Qianhu without hesitation and turned their guns on the car, most of the rest were caught in a hesitant dilemma, not knowing whether they were decent or villains.

At this moment, a man carrying a flag came out from the woods diagonally behind. He ignored the smell of gunpowder around him, and walked directly to the carriage with his head held high.

Song Qianhu subconsciously slanted the gun, but soon regained his control, and shouted at the cronies beside him, "Go and stop him!"

The confidant subconsciously aimed the gun at the person who came, and then realized that more guns were aimed at himself in the next second. He shrank his shoulders and said along his saliva: "Master Qianhu, this, this person has no arms."

Song Qianhu glared at him, and was about to assign someone else, but that person had already walked around to the carriage next to the trench.

Seeing this, Song Qianhu hesitated for a moment, and the man strode across the trench again, knelt halfway in front of the chariot and handed out the banner.

"Sure enough, that traitor!"

Zhou Mo gritted his teeth and cursed. Although he couldn't see clearly from his angle, it didn't affect his guess who was the mastermind behind the scenes.

Song Qianhu also guessed that Jiao Shun was leading the ambush.

but……

Even if the man surnamed Jiao doesn't care about his own safety, there is still the crown prince in the car. One must know that the reason why this guy can gain a foothold in the court is the imperial power. If something happens to the crown prince, so what if he wins King Zhongshun ?Isn't it going to be attacked by civil servants?

Just as he was thinking about it, Jiao Shun had already taken the big blue flag, stood on the shaft of the car, raised it high, and shouted: "Everyone, raise the muzzle three feet higher!"

Song Qianhu and his men heard the shout, and looked at the ambush soldiers in the trenches on both sides with only their upper body exposed, and saw that they had indeed raised their guns.

To be more precise, before Jiao Shun yelled, these people had already raised the muzzle of their guns according to the pre-agreed semaphore.

The reason why Jiao Shun shouted this was to remind Song Qianhu's subordinates.

Just after Song Qianhu and others confirmed that the ambushes' guns were pointing upwards, Jiao Shun vigorously waved the banner twice, and then heard a series of "bang bang bang" gunshots.

Song Qianhu's face became more and more ugly. From the intensity of the gunshots just now, it is not difficult to hear that there are at least a thousand people in ambush.

What made him feel even more desperate was...

"Lianzhu guns are Te Niang's Lianju guns!"

A hundred households screamed out the facts that everyone had already discovered, and then there was another commotion around the carriage.

It has been more than half a year since the Lianzhu gun was made. Even if you haven't seen it with your own eyes, you know the general parameters of this thing. Its biggest problem is that its range is slightly short, but the problem is that the distance between the two sides is at most three or four feet. The musket has an overwhelming advantage over the old single shot musket!

Song Qianhu's heart was a little cold. He originally thought that King Zhongshun had paid a lot of money to attract many people recently. As long as he could stabilize the situation, those fools might be able to take advantage of them, and he might not be powerless by then.

Facing the deadly threat of continuous muskets, those fools must not count on it. The only thing they can count on is the car...

"Hold it for me."

At this time, Jiao Shun's voice came from the shaft of the chariot, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and then the sound of footsteps approaching.

Song Qianhu's heart tightened, seeing that there were still six or seven guns pointing at the carriage on the left and right, he simply turned the gun and pointed it at the direction of the visitor in advance.

When Jiao Shun's burly figure appeared in sight, he immediately growled and said, "Don't move! You don't want to..."

"The surname is Jiao!"

At this time, Zhou Mo asked with a shrill voice, "In the car, in the car, in the car, is it, is it..."

"Haha."

Jiao Shun smiled heartily, spread his hands and said: "It seems that there are still smart people here, Zhou Changshi's guess is right, the prince is not in the car at all, and now he should be by the empress's side."

"impossible!"

Hearing this, Song Qianhu's bloodshot eyes almost burst into tears. He thrust the musket in his hand towards Jiao Shun's chest, and hissed, "Impossible, absolutely impossible! Zhou Changshi and I... ..."

Before he could finish speaking, the door of the carriage parted left and right, and the first thing that came into view was a little girl with braids, then Jia Tanchun, who was smiling like a flower, on the right, and two pale-faced girls on the left. Princess Nan'an.

Then, there was no one else in the unobstructed carriage!

puff~
Facing this scene directly, Zhou Mo collapsed to the ground.

Song Qianhu didn't feel much better, the muzzle of the gun was unconsciously deflected a little, and suddenly felt a chill on his forehead, but the person who brought the banner was hiding behind Jiao Shun, and when he was not prepared, he jumped out and put the muzzle of the gun on Jiao Shun. He touched his forehead, taking advantage of the situation to cover Jiao Shun as well.

"All disarmed."

Jiao Shun waved his hand as if chasing away a fly: "Those who dare to resist will be shot to death, the barbarians."

The ambush soldiers in two steps immediately jumped out of the trench like wolves and tigers, and disarmed all the dragon guards around the carriage.

Song Qianhu gritted his teeth hard. He knew that even if he surrendered, he would not escape death, even the fate of the Yi tribe, so he decided to fight to the death to help him back.

but……

He raised his eyes and saw that he and himself were pointing guns at each other. The other was a dark-faced man who didn't look very smart. What's more, he was wearing a ninth-rank official body!
If it can kill Jiao Shun, that's all. What's the use of dragging a ninth-grade sesame official?
In just such a moment of hesitation, someone rushed forward and lowered his gun. Song Qianhu subconsciously struggled, but soon gave up resistance like a deflated ball.

Seeing this, Jiao Shun smiled slightly, walked around Song Qianhu and the others, and stretched out his hand towards the car.

Jia Tanchun's starry eyes sparkled, and his face did not experience the panic of the moment of life and death, but was as bright as his beautiful eyes.

She grabbed Jiao Shun's hand, but she didn't take advantage of the situation to jump out of the car, but threw herself into Jiao Shun's arms like a swallow falling into the forest.

Jiao Shun wrapped her arms around her waist, put her down gently, and was about to say something, when suddenly he heard a burst of shouting from the front: "This king is the emperor's younger brother, the former emperor's uncle, who dares to touch a single hair?" ?!"

That's not counting, and then there was a gunshot.

Jiao Shun frowned, he didn't care about Tanchun, and immediately led the people around to the front of the car.

I saw King Zhongshun, who was as fat as a pig, was using a musket as a stick, beating anyone he saw regardless, even the Dragon Guards who originally guarded him, and saw that several of them had been smashed with bloody heads.

Not to mention the Long Guards, the pickets were also hesitant after hearing his self-reported identity.

Jiao Shun frowned slightly, and waved behind him: "Chen Wansan!"

The dark-faced Chen Wansan immediately stepped out from the crowd, and quickly walked around to the side of King Zhongshun. When he couldn't bear the force with his musket, he suddenly held onto King Zhongshun's fat body, and directly overturned him with his strength. On the ground!
King Zhongshun was stunned at first by the throw, and then became furious. While struggling desperately, he was scolded by his mother-in-law's grandma. At the same time, he did not forget to bring out the Taishang and the first emperor, trying to deter Chen Wansan.

Jiao Shun originally just watched with cold eyes, but when he saw King Zhongshun's struggling clothes were scattered, his eyes suddenly lit up, and without thinking about it, he stepped forward and knelt against King Zhongshun's back neck.

Then I heard King Zhongshun scolded angrily: "You son of a bitch, you dare, dare to treat this king... cough cough cough, this king, this... cough cough cough... I can't breathe, I can't breathe, I... cough cough ...I'm out of breath, quick... let me go!"