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Chapter 144 The official said they want to see you
When Zhao Zongquan, with his son Zhao Ceying, Gu Tingye and other subordinates, entered the imperial city.

The battle is over.

They brought the soldiers and horses from the camp in the western suburbs to Funing Hall, and as soon as they entered the hall, they saw mountains and seas of corpses.

But in front of him, there were more than a dozen people standing.

They were dressed in black armor, drenched in blood, and the swords in their hands were curled, and the gap was terrifying.

At this time, they were still looking for the surviving rebels all over the place, grabbing their necks one by one, and slashing across with the sword in their hands.

puff.

This knife is mended so well that it makes one's scalp tingle.

Unlike cleaning the battlefield, they looked indifferent, like scavengers.

Behind them, on the steps leading to Funing Hall, sat a young man.

The tied hair crown has gone to nowhere, the bun is scattered, moving in the wind, he is holding a majestic knife in his hand, sitting on the first step, suddenly raised his head, his eyes are cold He looked at Zhao Zongquan and others from a distance.

"Call-"

It was this look that made the war horses under Zhao Zongquan and the others hiss in shock.

Zhao Zongquan and the others were also shocked. The strong evil spirit in their eyes could not be obtained by killing one or two people, nor by killing a dozen people.

Seeing this, they were also shocked.

Especially the blood on the young man's body, he looked like the god of death who had returned from the underworld.

The young man's gaze was like a divine weapon from the Nine Nether Lands, cold and chilling down the spine, Zhao Zongquan and the others saw it as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

After finally holding the horse under her crotch, Zhao Ceying shouted in a deep voice, "Who are you?!"

The boy's gaze moved slightly, and finally settled on Zhao Ceying.

"Call-"

The war horse let out a mournful long neigh, and then fell to the ground.

Everyone exclaimed, and hurriedly helped Zhao Ceying who had fallen together, and looked at the war horse, which was already foaming at the mouth and fell to the ground.

Gu Tingye was shocked.

What kind of killing intent is this, that even the battle-tested horses are so frightened that they faint? !

He was stubborn and would not give up when he saw the true Buddha, so he boldly turned his head and looked at the young man.

Looking at it now, I suddenly feel a little familiar.

"Zi, Zi Xun?!"

After watching for a while, he finally recognized it, and screamed out.

Then he laughed and ran to the steps.

The dozen or so soldiers in black armor didn't stop him, allowing him to run over.

Zhao Zongquan and the others showed doubts and looked at each other. This is...knowledge?
and many more!

He said... Zi Xun? !

Could it be that Zhongyonghou?
Judging by his appearance and age, he was a bit right.

"Zi Xun! Zi Xun!"

Gu Tingye smiled and ran to Yin Ling. Looking at Yin Ling's bloody appearance, he guessed something in his mind, but he also felt that with these dozen or so people, he could kill the rebels?

Unlikely, right?
No matter what, at the moment when Gu Tingye saw Yin Ling like this, he was both happy and distressed. Regardless of the dry and wet, wet and dry sticky blood on Yin Ling, he hugged him.

"Second brother Gu, I'm not a girl from Qianchunlou."

Suddenly, a chuckle reached Gu Tingye's ear.

Gu Tingye, who hugged Yin Ling for a while, let go of his hand suddenly, looked at Yin Ling in a daze, and then laughed loudly: "Hahahaha... the girl in Qianchunlou is not as interesting as you!"

At this time, Zhao Zongquan and others also came over.

"This is the rumored 'Sage of Young Soldiers', Zhongyonghou Yin Zixun, right?" Zhao Zongquan smiled and cupped his hands to Yin Ling.

Yin Ling glanced at him, the future Yingzong looked kind and kind.

In fact, it cannot be called "Yingzong". After all, although this is the Great Song Dynasty, but...

It is still somewhat different from the Song Dynasty that Yin Ling knew deep down.

"His Royal Highness, there is no need to be polite."

Yin Ling stood up, put the Zhankou knife into the scabbard, and asked, "When Your Highness came down, there should be no rebels in the imperial city, right?"

Zhao Zongquan heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Yin Ling calling himself "Prince". It seems that this should be a friendly army.

Otherwise, he would not know that he was conferred the crown prince by secret edict.

Of course, things changed, and Zhao Zongquan did not completely let go of his guard.

"No, it's just that when I entered the gate of Bianjing, I encountered some obstacles, but everything was cleaned up..."

Having said that, he paused, hesitated to speak, thought for a while before asking, "Dare to ask Zhongyonghou, the official..."

Yin Ling said: "The officials and the empress are resting in the palace, I will wait for you here."

When Zhao Zongquan heard it, he was even more delighted and said: "In this case, I have to trouble Zhongyonghou to pass it on."

He was actually a little worried that Yin Ling would coerce the emperor to order the princes to prevent him from meeting the officials.

But it's not that serious to say it's worrying.

After all, I still have nearly a thousand soldiers from the entire Western Suburb camp under my command, so there are only a dozen of these loyal and brave marquises who are exhausted and exhausted, which is not much of a hindrance.

Yin Ling shook his head.

Zhao Zongquan's heart shuddered, and he thought secretly.

But I didn't want Yin Ling to say: "No need to communicate, just follow me to meet the official."

Zhao Zongquan heaved a sigh of relief, and felt ashamed secretly, feeling that he had judged the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Looking at his expression, Yin Lin could roughly guess what was going on in his heart, but he didn't care.

It's human nature.

He was assassinated many times in Yuzhou, and now he encounters this kind of coercion, so it is normal to be careful.

After Yin Ling finished speaking, he turned and walked up the steps.

Zhao Zongquan hurriedly followed.

After walking a few steps, Yin Ling stopped, turned around, looked at Zhao Ceying, Gu Tingye and others, and said, "The official means, all go."

Zhao Zongquan, who followed two steps, was taken aback.

Zhao Ceying, Gu Tingye and others behind him were also taken aback, so they met each other for a few times, their eyes were a little dazed, but also a little surprised.

what's the situation?
Officials want to meet so many people?

Yin Ling didn't wait for them to "gaze the message", after saying this, he called fourteen shadow guards who had completed the knife and walked up the steps together.

Seeing this, Zhao Zongquan and others hurriedly followed.

……

Arrived in front of the hall.

Yin Ling and the fourteen shadow guards stood guard at the door, and said to Zhao Zongquan, "Go in, everyone."

Zhao Zongquan subconsciously wanted to walk into the hall, half a step across the threshold, but suddenly thought of something, he took his feet back, bowed his hands to Yin Ling and said, "Thank you Zhongyonghou."

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is very polite." Yin Ling returned the salute with a flat tone.

Zhao Zongquan didn't care, so he took Zhao Ceying and others into the hall.

Unexpectedly, after a while, Zhao Zongquan came out again in embarrassment, and stood in front of Yin Ling, looking like he was about to say something.

Yin Ling looked at him in surprise.

But Zhao Zongquan smiled awkwardly, and then said to Yin Ling: "Lord Zhongyong, the official...the official said they want to see you."

Yin Lin's heart moved slightly, and he quickly thought of the old emperor's intentions, and couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

(End of this chapter)