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These people have always been in the capital and are deeply protected, so how can they know the difficulties and hardships in the frontier?

"If the general can't do it, can the father's seat still be secure?"

There was disgust in Xi Yan's eyes, and he didn't bother to hide it anymore.

The king was taken aback by his sudden sharpness.

"Big, bold!" He reprimanded sternly, "Xi Yan, the widow really indulges you, you dare to say such words!"

"Why don't you dare?"

Xi Yan laughed sarcastically, "The third child and the sixth child are about to come to a conclusion. I think the third child has a great chance of winning. Then how will you abdicate, father?"

Scared by Xi Yan, the king was even more indifferent to the war outside, and drove Xi Yan out in a guilty conscience.

Xi Yan shrugged his shoulders, and left indifferently under the awed and shocked eyes of the servants.

Not long after he left, the king fell ill again in a fit of rage, and this time he never got up from his couch.

The king didn't do anything, Xi Yan had no choice but to use the power he could use to try his best to transport the supplies.

But without exception, there was no news of these supplies after arriving at the city, which made Xi Yan more certain that the rebels must have returned, but for some reason, they remained silent and did not capture the city as before .

The lost country entered winter, and the heavy snow fell all over the sky, falling on the eaves of the temple, forming a layer of snow.

It has been more than half a year since the general set off.

Without definite news about the frontier, Xi Yan could only suppress his anxiety, and because he could really calm down with the priests of the temple, he ran to the temple more often.

This time the temple priest did not meet him.

Priest Wuzhi said to him apologetically, "I'm sorry, Your Highness, the priest is in the process of cleaning up, so don't let anyone disturb you."

Xi Yan looked surprised: "So suddenly?"

However, the priest of the temple often cleans up, so there is no surprise on his face. He nodded and asked, "Did she say when it will end?"

"Say it." Wu Tiao nodded, "Master Priest said to wait until next year's spring."

"Four months is such a long time."

Xi Yan was taken aback by the date.

Wu Tiao was also a little helpless and puzzled: "It may be that the priest has realized something, so it took longer than before."

".I see."

What else can the temple priests realize?With only those insightful eyes, everything in the world has nowhere to hide in her eyes.

With uneasiness, Xi Yan left the temple.

This year's winter passed extremely quickly, and before Xi Yan realized it, another year's Lantern Festival had already arrived.

Si Jin has been away for almost a year, and he hasn't seen the priest of the temple for more than two months. Xi Yan originally thought it would be boring, but time passed quickly.

In the contest between the third prince and the sixth prince, as Xi Yan had expected, the third prince won.

The people of the third prince's faction finally beheaded the sixth prince to show the public, not only to frighten the courtiers, but also to warn Xi Yan. After all, among the princes who are still alive, only the victorious third prince and him are left.

Xi Yan is aware of the sensitivity and suspicion of the third prince, and will turn his target on him soon.

It's just that something happened that he didn't expect.

After half a year, news came from the frontier again. On the day of the Lantern Festival Lantern Festival-the general became the leader of the rebel army and was leading the army on his way back to the capital.

Xi Yan could hardly believe his ears.

Si Jin became the leader of the rebel army?How can this be? !
But looking at the quarrels above the court, all the ministers with red faces, Xi Yan had to believe it, and the face of the third prince who had just become the winner and had not had time to force the old king to abdicate was even more gloomy.

"How could the general be rebellious?!"

"It can be fake! Several cities have already been captured by the general!"

"But he still surrendered those large nomadic tribes on the frontier!"

"Even so, this is no reason for him to rebel!"

"Could it be that the general has already contacted the rebels, and this expedition is just for internal cooperation?!"

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A new round of quarrel broke out in the court because of this guess.

Xi Yan couldn't listen anymore, and left here before they started quarreling. He hurried back to his prince's mansion, gathered the available men and horses under his command, and asked them to meet the general at all costs.

The news that the general led the rebel army back to the capital was not concealed from the people of the capital for a long time, but within a few days, there were more rumors in the capital.

While the common people couldn't believe it, they couldn't help being afraid and hid. Not only them, but even some ministers and priests who got the news were taking the time to transfer themselves.

The country is the most prosperous and lively center of the lost country, but now they are facing a general who holds soldiers and horses in his hands and threatens the world.

Under the sword of the general, no one has the confidence to say that he can defend the capital.

Xi Yan didn't pay attention to the actions of the outside world, he still focused on sending people to inquire about the news of the general, but he could only get the news of which city the general captured, and his people couldn't even catch the general himself. see above.

At the same time, he suddenly discovered that the streets of the capital were quite bleak, and the princes and ministers who could run away immediately had already run away, and even the priests in the temple secretly ran away because the priests of the temple were still repairing .

The king wanted to run, but he couldn't.

After the third prince forced him to abdicate, he abandoned him in the palace and left with his troops.

He believes that as long as the green hills remain, there is no fear of running out of firewood!

The footsteps of the rebels were getting closer and closer, until they arrived outside the capital city, all those who could run in the city had already run away.

Xi Yan stayed quietly in his prince's mansion all the time, and did not stop the people in the mansion from escaping. The young ones all ran away, only some old, weak, sick and disabled who could not escape accompanied him.

When he realized that he couldn't see Si Jin, he gave up and asked the priest of the temple if his cleansing was over.

Now the temple is also empty, except for those old priests who have devoted themselves to cultivation and stubbornly want to die in the temple, everyone else has run away.

The day before the rebel army came to the capital, Xi Yan arrived outside the priest's temple for the last time.

"Is she out yet?"

Priest Wuzhi sighed: "Perhaps, the priest has already expected this scene and cannot bear to witness it."

"What about you?" Xi Yan asked back, "This group of rebels also want to overthrow the temple and establish a new regime."

Priest Wuzhi smiled, with relieved calmness in his eyes: "Death in the temple is the destination of every priest."

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Xi Yan pursed his lips and remained silent. He could see that the time left for Priest Wuzhi was running out, and his movements and thinking were obviously slowed down.