MTL - I [Imperial] Am Not This Kind of Man-Chapter 138 Kill

The Wucheng Warrior Division is a warrior and horse stationed in Beijing to maintain daily security. Although it is only 30,000, it is not enough for any of the five guards of the embargo. But one thing is much stronger than the Five Guards, which is that they are stationed in the city. Unlike the base camp of the Five Guards, all are stationed outside the city.

This is why the queen queen is so confident in her major events. Within the capital, after the curfew, there were only thousands of inner court guards and 30,000 soldiers and soldiers in the five cities on the elite armed forces.

As long as the gates are closed, the capital cannot be captured by any forces in a short time. It would be useless even if the Perak battalion was deployed. And with Pei Ye's wisdom, it is impossible to make such a choice of breaking the net after hearing the news of the emperor's death.

What's more, there is Pingxi Camp outside the city holding down the action of Perak Camp.

As long as the court tomorrow morning, stabilize the situation. With the support of the new monarch, everything is settled.

The emperor is dead anyway!

The dead cannot compete with the living!

Within the gloomy bureau, Fan Zeng, the chief of the Wucheng Warrior Division, was nervously walking around the lobby.

At every quarter of an hour, his subordinates came in to report the situation inside and outside the city.

There is no movement in the Thunderbolt Camp, good!

The residences of the various ministers of honor in the city have not moved, very good!

As long as this trend can be maintained, until the early morning of tomorrow, everything will be survived without surprise.

Fan was a fat middle-aged man with a dark moustache and looking at his face. He could be regarded as a magnificent sentence, but with his fat, bead-like figure, he was inexplicably funny.

A long time ago, he put his bet on the queen's side.

Seeing that his life was coming to an end, it was impossible for him to squat in this position, and he was the only opportunity to make a comeback. Once it was done, Feng Hou Dejue wouldn't care.

In retrospect, he was also a famous man. Although he was a bitch, he also claimed to be talented. It's a pity that he spent most of his life floating up and down before climbing to the status of commander.

The commander of the Wucheng Bingma Division, who sounded prominent, was actually just a fourth grade, and it was simply not enough weight in the capital where the brave soldiers gathered. Over the years he has not been less embarrassed by the Five Guards.

With the eyes on the number of young people in the forbidden army, they are rapidly advancing, especially in places like Perak Camp and Pingxi Camp. Mao Tiaojun, who is less than 20 years old, has five, four, and even three positions. A man in his fifties, he could only obediently nod his head at those who were younger. Can you be angry?

Haven't they been to the battlefield several times and killed several barbarians in the north? Although he has never been on the battlefield, he has been very diligent in the territory of Beijing every day, maintaining law and order, and walking among many powerful forces. It is no easier than going to the battlefield!

Thinking with regret, suddenly his men came in hastily, "General, Pingxiying Lieutenant Yunyang Cheng asked to enter the city, and brought about five hundred subordinates."

People from Pingxiying want to enter the city because they can see that there is no movement outside the Perak camp, so they can't sit still?

After all, they are friendly forces, and even if they suspect that the other party might come in to grab credit, Fan Zeng dare not stop. Who doesn't know, who is the leader of their family before the queen!

Fan Zeng waved his hand: "The check is clear. It is true that the seal of Pingxiying is correct. Let people enter the city."

An order was quickly passed to the city gate.

The city-head soldier first looked around with a look-glass, making sure that no other soldiers and horses approached, and then the gate was slowly opened.

Pu Yangcheng brought five hundred soldiers into the city.

Li Hongchun, deputy director of Wucheng Bingmasi, stepped forward and smiled: "The general is all the way well, I don't know what's going on outside?"

To him earnestly, Pu Yangcheng showed a cold expression on his face. It's like ridicule, but also mercy.

Before Li Hongchun had reacted, he suddenly saw the sharp edge of the opposite side shining brightly.

It was Puyang Cheng who brought in the 500 soldiers and pulled out the weapons uniformly.

"What are you doing?"

He opened his mouth wide, but unfortunately the scream hadn't rushed out of his throat before he was crossed by a sword, blood spewed for a while, and he died instantly.

The killing was like a sudden storm. It came quickly and quickly.

For a moment, however, there was no living person in the small city behind the city gate.

Dai Deyao ordered his men to look around, don't let go of the fish that leaked the net, came to Puyangcheng himself, and smiled: "Thank you very much."

"Don't dare to be a general thank you," Pu Yangcheng said respectfully.

Dai Deyao was still a little surprised: "I really didn't expect that General Bian was loyal to the Emperor." Previously, Pei Min and Qin Nuo had made a plan, mentioning that they would not have to forcibly enter the city, and could use the name Pingxiying. Dai Deyao knew that there was a detective from Qianli Division in Pingxiying. He could not help glancing at the emperor's wrist.

You know, although Cui Wei took over Pingxiying for a long time, he was very smart and gathered a lot of people. With the help of Jing Yaodi, he quickly renovated the entire Pingxiying subway bucket.

The emperor's ascent to the throne was very short, and he could place chess pieces in it.

It never occurred to me that the person who responded and sent the letter was Pu Yangcheng. This guy is a close friend of Cui Wei! Could it be a chess piece buried long ago by Qian Qian Division? Not only did Dai Deyao feel more inscrutable about the emperor's methods.

Pu Yangcheng glanced at him with a complex look. His cold expression had shown signs of disintegration, but he was still steady.

When questioning Dai Deyao, he only said in a deep voice, "It was the emperor who served people with virtue, and Pingxiying was amazed from top to bottom."

Serve others with virtue! Stimulated by this familiar vocabulary, Dade Yao twitched.

Wait, Pingxiying from top to bottom? Does this mean that Ping Xiying's commander, Cui Wei, also ...

Looking at Pu Yangcheng's expressionless face, Dai Deyao wanted to ask, but knew that it was not the right time to ask, he could only shake his head and grin.

Turning his head and instructing his men, he immediately rushed to the Five City Soldiers Department.

*****

Within the palace.

Queen Mother Huo sat in the temple, watching the Western Clock pass by little by little, and finally began to sit still.

Previously, because Huo Donglai, Fan Wensheng and other dignitaries refused to enter the palace, she ordered Wucheng Warriors and Horses to "invite" people to the palace, but so far more than an hour has passed, and no dignitaries have entered the palace.

Even if Fan had understood that these courtiers could not really offend him, the means of "inviting" people was relatively modest, and it was impossible to delay to this point.

Things have changed!

The queen mother who permeated the court all year round immediately smelled something wrong.

Did Fan have a different mind, or had he already entered the city before the Perak Camp? However, since the plan was set, she has arranged the eyeliner in the Perak camp to be followed tightly. News will come when there is any wind and grass, and the inside of the capital is strictly guarded against death. Anyone who suspects will not put in the city ...

Queen Mother Huo stood up and walked back and forth anxiously.

After a moment, he bit his teeth and said, "Zuan Wenbai, deputy commander of Xiying, entered the palace."

Waiting for another moment, watching the white light faintly appear on the horizon, Zhai Wenbai, the deputy commander of Pingxiying, did not come, but the person she most expected had arrived.

"What is your mother in anxiety?" The elder youth stood into the hall.

The candlelight on both sides shone on that unparalleled face of Qingjun, and the young man Shi Shiran approached as if breaking through the first rays of darkness, thus shining into the dark hall.

Seeing Cui Wei, the queen mother's original sorrow was swept away.

"It's just ... why did you return to the capital?" She wondered. According to the original plan, Cui Wei stayed at the summer resort to guard Xungui and the royal family. The next two princes were in control.

"Don't you worry about your safety, mother?" Cui Wei smiled. "A bunch of decaying generations of corpse vegetarian meals, who have to watch in person, have already packed up, don't worry."

This explanation immediately dispelled Queen Mother Huo's doubts.

"You came back just right." She had a sharp tone. "Most of the soldiers in the Five Cities and Horses Division were reconciled. It happened that you dispatched Pingxiying people to enter the city and annihilate the rebels."

"Yeah, it's the glory of the minister to wipe out those invaders."

Cui Wei's eyebrows were so picturesque that when he said such words, the whole person was more radiant.

Queen Mother Huo had a moment of loss of mind, and when she turned back, her hand had touched Cui Min's cheek.

This time, unlike before, Cui Wei did not dodge.

He stared at Queen Mother Huo, his eyes deep and melancholy.

Queen Mother Huo is also staring deeply at him, as if looking through this face and looking at another person, the one she once loved, but because of the family road, she can only miss him. Then he was taken away by a woman who has more authority and nobility than her in this world ...

But it doesn't matter, it's the memory of the past.

The person in front of her was younger and more beautiful, and she was raised by her, loyal to her. They have a more distant future, a future that belongs to two people, as long as the current situation is stabilized.

"The dead can't argue with the living. Isn't it?" She couldn't help whispering.

"What the Queen Mother said."

Cui Min suddenly held her hand and closed her eyes. On Jun Xiu's face, the original melancholy color was more obvious, and the long eyelashes cast a fine shadow, making his eyes more moist and softer than usual. But the words that came out of those red lips were not tender at all.

"The dead can't compete with the living."

"That's the same idea. So you informed your mother about the death of your father and bought your midwife. Did you deliberately make it difficult for her to die?"

Queen Mother Huo was immersed in a gentle and humorous atmosphere, and at first did not even wake up to what he was talking about.

After a while, she finally heard clearly, and her face changed suddenly. She suddenly wanted to withdraw her hand, but Cui Wei pressed it tightly on her cheek.

"I must look exactly like my father." He smiled, tears floating in his eyes.

Through the crystalline tears, his eyes were deep and unpredictable, with the bitter coldness like ice, but also the painful contradiction and struggle.

"No, I ..." Mother Huo panicked.

However, Cui Wei didn't give her a chance to talk too much. He folded his hands, put it on Queen Mother Huo's white neck, and then forced ...