Jiaohua

Chapter 379 The Light in the Dark Night (Part [-])
Attendant Liao Nei was not the only one who was crying at the same time.

Throughout the palace, there were people crying everywhere.

The eunuchs and maids who were beaten because they were not obedient and cooperating cried fiercely.

The princesses were also crying. They cried for a long time, their eyes were red and swollen, and they locked themselves in the bedroom, and no one paid attention to them.

Those who cried the most were those concubines of the lowest rank. Many of them had never even seen the emperor's face after entering the palace, but now they were all given poisoned wine, white silk, and daggers.

The princes and ministers sat cross-legged in the empty hall.

Some people were crying too, some looked dull, some were still arguing to the death and life, and some were in a panic, playing small games with others with the money they carried.

Waiter Liao Nei went to Tiansheng Palace after crying. The little eunuch said earlier that the emperor was furious, but Waiter Liao Nei found that the emperor seemed to be in a good mood.

There is also a teenager in the study who is painting.

Dressed in brocade clothes, with a Tsinghua demeanor, he is quite handsome.

Waiter Liao Nei thought about it for a while, and remembered that it was Taifu An's youngest son, An Yuping.

It was him...

Attendant Liao Nei was very impressed with An Yuping. Although he had no official position in the court, he was quite talented. He showed off his talent many times at the poetry receptions of the princes and ladies in Kyoto. His poems were sent to the palace, and Emperor Xuanyan praised him again and again. boast.

But seeing him, Liao Neishi's first thought was his father, Grand Tutor, An Qiuwan.

Waiter Liao Nei sighed, Taifu An has been missing for too long, and his life and death are still uncertain.

"Your Majesty, it's done." An Yuping raised his pen and said at this moment.

Liao Nei looked over and saw that the painting in front of An Yuping was a lake pavilion and water bridge. It was only outlined with a few strokes, but the curves were vivid and full of aura.

"Wonderful, wonderful!" Emperor Xuan Yan looked at it with a smile, and said, "It's really a marvelous brushstroke. It really only has twenty strokes, so it's so vivid."

An Yuping put down his pen and lowered his head humbly.

"But An Qing is most famous for his poems and poems, right?" Emperor Xuanyan said.

"Yu Ping doesn't dare to take it, it's just a clumsy poem."

"I'll come up with another question to test you," Emperor Xuanyan said with a smile, "Why don't you write a poem of prosperity for me based on the four characters of the northern and southern nursery rhymes."

Attendant Liao Nei looked at An Yuping.

The young man bowed to accept the order, and after pondering for a while, he said, "Go back to Your Majesty, we have it."

"Oh?" Emperor Xuanyan was curious, "So fast?"

"Thousands of cars pass over the lake bridge in Beicheng, and the south tower can see Wanhou at a glance. Shaking the drums and syrup for children, singing songs all over the city." An Yuping said.

"Hahahaha..." Emperor Xuanyan burst into laughter, "What a talent! Wonderful!"

Waiter Liao Nei nodded, it was indeed a good poem, but...he frowned slightly, and looked at Emperor Xuanyan in confusion.

At this time, Tian Rongwei was bringing Lu Mingfeng and Sun Yike, the former captain of Yujiache, from outside. Both of them looked very unkind, especially Lu Mingfeng.

When they approached, Liao Nei went in to report.

An Yuping was about to resign, but Emperor Xuan Yan let him stay and directly ordered Lu Mingfeng and Sun Yike to come in.

An Yu Ping saluted and said yes, stepped aside with a calm expression, and stood quietly.

Waiter Liao Nei couldn't help looking at him a few more times, Waiter Lin Nei came to the side of Waiter Liao Nei, tugged on Waiter Liao Nei's clothes, and let Waiter Liao Nei leave with him.

After returning to the desk, Emperor Xuanyan sat down, and picked up the Linglong Cuijinyu Ruyi, which was the most handy recently, and it was only the size of a palm.

After Lu Mingfeng and Sun Yike came in, they saluted respectfully, and Lu Mingfeng said directly: "Your Majesty, the Yanyun Wei Mansion has also rebelled."

Emperor Xuanyan paused and said, "What?"

"Du Yide brought thousands of soldiers to Dongping Academy to fight against the Xuanwu army. Lin Cao is missing, and it is very likely that something happened. The Song family is gone, and there is no one left. They should have left overnight. Song Qingtang is still outside Dongping Academy, and... that girl is also there, Ari." Lu Mingfeng said.

Hearing the last sentence, An Yuping, who had been bowing his head, raised his head to look around.

"Ali," Emperor Xuanyan smiled faintly, "This girl is actually alive and well."

"There are already tens of thousands of people around there," Lu Mingfeng said, "so we can't go to the Guo Mansion."

The smile on Emperor Xuanyan's face disappeared, and his brows became stern.

Lu Mingfeng looked at him, not daring to speak any more.

According to Emperor Xuanyan's previous thought, the Dongping Academy was to be conquered by the Xuanwu Army, and the Guo Mansion was led by Tianrongwei's men and horses, just like An Yuping was brought from Taifu's Mansion to the palace yesterday.

But Huaizhou Street is about to explode, and Guo Mansion, which is located on Huaizhou Street, is really hard to go.

"Song Qingtang, Ah Li," Emperor Xuanyan said slowly, "If these two people don't die, you will die instead."

The emperor's tone was soft and lazy, with impatience, but what he said could easily determine a person's life or death.

Lu Mingfeng knelt down and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

"Guo Shu's grandson, I must see someone today," Emperor Xuanyan said, "I don't care what method you use, and no matter how many people surround Huaizhou Street, you must bring him to me. "

"Yes," Lu Mingfeng replied again, "Your Majesty, I will take my leave."

"Go."

Lu Mingfeng got up from the ground, bowed and left, in great fear.

Emperor Xuanyan turned to Sun Yike.

"Your Majesty, everything is settled," Sun Yike said respectfully, with a very soft voice, "Everything has been properly arranged inside and outside the city, on the official roads."

"Song Du and Huang Mi, they haven't been found yet." Emperor Xuan Yan said.

"I met Xun Fei when I came, and the Jinwu Guard and Imperial Guard are still looking for them."

"Sure enough, it was premeditated," Emperor Xuan Yan sneered, "My Minister of the Ministry of Industry, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, is very courageous. Sun Yike, if you want to take down Dongping Academy, how many troops do you think you will need?"

Sun Yike frowned and said for a while, "Your Majesty, there are more and more people gathered in front of Dongping Academy. If there are no refugees outside the city, maybe the twelve guards can be mobilized to suppress them with all their strength, but now..."

In fact, he also wanted to say that all the princes and ministers in the court were under house arrest in the palace.

The entire dynasty is like a fine and complicated net woven with family, clan, relatives and friends. Most of the soldiers in the army, more than half of them are inseparable from the ministers of the court.

Just like Song Qingtang in Xiaohuying is the second son of Song Du, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, the sons, nephews and students of other ministers are all distributed in the military aircraft of the dynasty.

Under the power, all living beings are frightened, and the thunder will surely suppress everything, but there are some people who are not afraid of death and stand up to resist.

Such power is frightening.

It is like a ray of light that suddenly shines brightly in the dark night, then the world must follow the light, and may even assimilate into the light.

It's not impossible to go all out to destroy it, just Dongping Academy, just Song Qingtang.

However, what I was afraid of was after Song Qingtang died, and after Dongping Academy disappeared under the eyes of everyone in the daytime, what should we do?
(End of this chapter)