Ten Dragons Take the Inheritance

Chapter 338
According to the Qing system, the Prince of Jian Guo was originally just a rubber stamp with only a righteous title, but Yinzuo, the Prince of Jian Guo, is a real power to supervise the country. According to the decree, except for military and state affairs, Yinzuo will act cheaply.Ordering a curfew is something within Yinzuo's purview. Ordering the Nine-door Admiral's Yamen to close the nine-door door may be suspected of overstepping, but it is reasonable, but if you want to use Yinzuo's token to mobilize troops and horses, it is completely beyond the reach Yin Zuo's authority, so Lang Zhang didn't talk about it at all, and directly blocked the topic of the possible transfer of troops by the old fourteen, but what Lang Zhang didn't expect was that the old fourteen didn't come to transfer troops, but asked nine The admiral of the yamen was not allowed to send troops, which made Lang Zhang secretly relieved, but it was a pity that he was relieved a little earlier, and things changed so quickly that Lang Zhang did not expect it.

"Bastard, what are you panicking about!" Lang Zhang looked at the panicked face of the military academy, and felt that he had lost face in front of the old fourteenth, so he immediately shouted unceremoniously.

"Report to the military gate." The military academy stabilized his mood, and rushed to report: "Xizhimen Commander Ming has sent troops into the city."

"What? How did this happen?" Lang Zhang couldn't help becoming anxious.

The old fourteen took out a token from his sleeve, and said loudly: "Wolf Army Gate, Prince Jian Guo's token is here. Please Wolf Army Gate restrain your subordinates, and don't send troops into the city without authorization."

Lang Zhang is the confidant of the old man Kangxi, and he is an upright person. However, because the death of his brother Wu He has nothing to do with Yinzuo, he has never gotten along with Yinzuo. Although he has been an official in the same dynasty for many years, he He has never had much contact with Yinzuo, and he doesn't pay much for Yinzuo's account, but until now, he can't do it if he doesn't buy it. To blame, there are patrol teams patrolling the grounds of the capital on weekdays, but the Jiumen Admiral's Yamen does not have the right to send troops into the city. If you want to do this, you must have an imperial order. If you send troops without authorization, Lang Zhang, the Jiumen The admiral of the door will be the end, and the dismissal and investigation are still relatively light. If a treason charge comes down, it is not a matter of losing his head, but a felony of exterminating the nine clans.

As soon as Lang Zhang heard that Xizhimen soldiers and horses were moving, he was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead. He glanced at the old fourteen and said, "My lord, please wait a moment. The general will stop the soldiers and horses here." Planning to run outside.

"Wait!" The old fourteen hurriedly shouted: "Langjunmen, this king will go with you, gather the Andingmen soldiers and horses, and be careful."

"This..." Lang Zhang hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay! Just follow the prince."

Andingmen is the location of the Nine Gates Admiral's Yamen. Due to the curfew tonight, the soldiers at Andingmen can't be lazy under the eyes of their own officials. They were originally well-equipped and ready to go out at any time. After receiving the order from Lang Zhang However, it took only one stick of incense to complete the rectification, and more than three thousand people followed closely behind Lang Zhang, rushing forward along the silent long street.

In the Songshan study, the fierce battle is still going on, but the situation has become clear. The third and eighth men have been divided into several small circles, fighting each other. It is only a matter of time before the entire army is wiped out, and there is nowhere to escape Those who escaped, the few masters who could escape, had already fled, and the rest had no chance to surrender, so they could only fight to the death.This battle was extremely tragic. Under the starlight after the rain, stumps and broken arms could be seen flying everywhere. The sound of killing, screams, and the impact of weapons echoed in the silent night sky. Hundreds of people were crowded together. Fighting selflessly, there is no other thought in mind other than killing the other party.

The steel knife in the hands of the chubby No. [-] has already flown out of nowhere, and now he is holding a snatched long spear in his hand. Fate, the horizontal kung fu that was originally invulnerable to swords and guns is now at the end of its strength, and the body is covered with deep and shallow wounds. He has become a bloody man, but he is still fighting loudly; Slowing down, the pair of Emei thorns in his hand had long been in someone's chest. At this moment, he was holding a pair of gleaming daggers in his hands, and he was still bravely attacking the densely guarded enemies in the encirclement. The deep wound made No. [-]'s face look extraordinarily hideous; No. [-]'s tall body had already fallen to the ground, with three long spears and two long swords stuck in his body, and piles of fuzzy flesh and blood in front and behind him. If it weren't for the bravery of No. [-], the children of "Honghu" who took the lead in the battle might not be able to support the arrival of the main force of "Dark Arrow" led by No. [-]; His eyes were bloodshot, and he let out bursts of frightening shouts, rushing in and out of the crowd like a wounded leopard, not caring that he had already been stabbed several times, and the broad-faced sword in his hand swung Always take a life.

Blood burns in the night, screams echo in the night sky, human life is the most worthless thing at this hour, the god of death is recklessly harvesting the undead, there are no rhetoric, and there are no slogans before dying, some are just bloody killings , the red-eyed two sides have already put aside the world affairs, only the murderous intent in their hearts, the violent murderous aura soared into the sky, scared the moon that had just poked its head out of the clouds and shrank back in a hurry.

The fight in the compound of Shizikou Hutong was also continuing, but it was obviously coming to an end. Formation against formation, master against master, a vicious battle was thrillingly fought, both sides rarely exhaled, not even the sound of yo ho , some are just tacit cooperation and clever moves. Everyone in the "Magic Killing Gate" is good at assassination, and all of them are highly skilled in martial arts. They are desperate to fight, but they are strong, and their opponents are stronger. The Wudang inner family disciples look at the whole world. Coupled with the fact that Qingsong is such an extremely strong man, this is doomed to the fiasco of the "Magic Killing Gate".

brave! The disciples of "Magic Killing Gate" are not as skilled as others, but they are definitely brave. Even if they are desperate, they will drag Wudang disciples to be buried with them. After a desperate fight, all 13 people in "Magic Killing Gate" survived. Shi's counterattack also took the lives of four Wudang disciples, and the remaining Wudang disciples were all injured except Qingsong.

In the secret room, Yin Zuo was sitting on a chair, watching the game between Wu and Lin with a smile on his face. At this tense moment, playing a game of Go is quite commanding, but Yin Zuo thinks it is Thinking about it, Wu and Lin didn't want to give him this chance, so there was no other way, Yinzuo could only be a spectator, eh, but he was not a very qualified spectator, pointing fingers from time to time to help both sides, it's a pity that Wu and Lin People don't listen at all, and walk as they please, even though those moves are slow in Yinzuo's view.

Well, ignore us, okay, let's go outside to have a good time, and kill a few disciples of "Magic Killing Gate" to relieve our troubles.Yinzuo watched Wu and Lin ignore him, and got up and planned to run away, but before he strolled out, Wu Sidao didn't raise his head and said: "My lord, please respect yourself."

Er, this old Wu, alas, doesn't concentrate on playing chess.Yin Zuo smiled, shook his head, had no choice but to walk back to his seat, and just wanted to make a move, but saw Sun Chengfu strode in, and said slightly panting: "My lord, the soldiers and horses at Xizhimen have moved. The newspaper was mobilized by Master Shi."

"Huh?" Yin Zuo was a little stunned when he heard it, turned around and glanced at Wu Sidao, and secretly called luck in his heart, if it wasn't for Lao Wu who had arranged for the old fourteen to support him in advance, I'm afraid it would be too late even if we rushed there in person up.

"It's okay." Wu Sidao played the chess without raising his head, and said calmly: "Even if the Fourteenth Lord doesn't go, there is no need to panic. The Holy Majesty may have made other arrangements long ago. The prince can just rest assured and watch the chess."

Um?What?The old man's arrangement, Lao Wu's words sound weird, could it be that the old man had already planned that there would be turmoil in the capital early in the morning, and set up a plan in advance, waiting for us to dance?Yinzuo suddenly became excited, staring at Wu Sidao's slightly bent profile, and said in a calm voice: "What does Mr. Wu mean by this, is it possible that Huang Ama is planning to deal with this king?"

"That's not necessarily true, but since the Holy Majesty dared to entrust the political situation of the capital to the prince, he would naturally set up his back-hands to prevent it. Those who can play a role in restraining the back-hands, except for Lang Zhang, I'm afraid there is no one else. The prince didn't object. If there is something wrong, the secret weapon in Lang Zhang's hands will definitely come in handy, this is just the meaning of the question." Wu Sidao casually placed a piece on the chessboard, and kept explaining in his mouth Said.

Hey, Old Wu asked Old Fourteen to go to Langzhang's place. I'm afraid it has two meanings. One is to tell Langzhang clearly that the commotion in the city is just a game between brothers, not treason, and to stabilize Langzhang's heart. What's more, it is to let the old fourteen go out to deal with the possible deployment of the old eight side. Alas, this old Wu is good at everything, but it is not good at all to like Tibetan words, so what are you doing so mysteriously?Yinzuo laughed at himself, didn't continue the topic, looked at Sun Chengfu and asked, "How's the battle outside?"

"My lord, the No. [-] team has already arrived at the Songshan Study Room. The war has already tilted towards us. Victory is only a matter of time; No. [-] reported that the [-]th Yamen and the Shanpu Camp are on alert, but there is no sign of an attack. ;The battle in the courtyard outside has ended, the invading 'Magic Killing Gate' army has been wiped out, Wudang disciples have also lost many people, and they are now cleaning the battlefield." Before Sun Chengfu finished speaking, Qingsong, covered in blood, walked in In the room, he bowed to Yinzuo and said softly: "It's done." Then he stopped talking, walked to the side and stood silently.

Qingsong never likes to talk too much, Yinzuo is clear about this point, there is a grudge between Wudang and Moshamen, Yinzuo can vaguely guess this point, but why Wudang sent the most outstanding disciples to help him, Yinzuo Zuo can't figure it out all the time, but what Yinzuo knows very well is: Wudang's move is definitely not because Yinzuo is a disciple of Wudang, it must involve Wudang's secrets.If it was changed to the past, Yinzuo didn't want to ask more questions. After all, Qingsong and Qingxu are capable men under Yinzuo's command. They have never made any mistakes. Now that the dark forces of the third and the eighth are about to be destroyed, the dark forces in Yinzuo's hands are already thriving, and the overall strength far exceeds that of the Thirteen Yamen. Wudang's support is no longer so important to Yinzuo. It's time for a showdown—the superior can and must keep secrets, but he will never allow his subordinates to have other ideas. This is one of the codes of conduct for politicians.

"Senior Brother Qingsong, I don't understand something, so please give me your advice." Yinzuo politely called Qingsong a senior, this was the first time since Qingsong entered the palace.

"Your Highness is being polite, but if you have any questions, Qingsong will answer what you know." Qingsong said with a bow.

"Okay." Yinzuo nodded and said: "Speaking of which, I am also a disciple of Wudang, so I can't treat Wudang badly. Thanks to the love of Wudang Ziyun, I sent a master to help me. Be clear, there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world, what does Wudang need this king to do?"

"My lord, there are not many things, in fact there are only three." Qing Song did not hide anything, and said straightforwardly: "The Wudang disciples who came to help this time have brought Master Ziyun's last words..."

"What? Uncle Ziyun passed away? When?" Yin Zuo recalled how the handsome old man who laughed and scolded all kinds of articles helped him when he went to the martial arts, and he couldn't help feeling a little sad in his heart.

"Master passed away last month. He was eighty-seven years old, which is considered an advanced age. Before he died, he left a letter, please look it over." She took out a letter from her close-fitting clothes, held it in both hands, and handed it to Yinzuo with a bow.

The envelope is not big, that is, one foot long and half a foot wide. It is a very ordinary cover. There is no upper or lower paragraph on the cover. It is thin and feels light in the hand, but Yinzuo's heart is very heavy. , the answer to the mystery is about to be revealed. It is said that Yinzuo should be excited in his heart, but he couldn't be happy anyway. He held the letter and pondered for a long time before he opened the envelope and read it carefully...

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