Chapter 68
On the street south of Xingwu Gate, South Gate of Changming Nangong, several young people were stacking flammable branches on the car in the middle of the street.

Zhao Erye held a wine gourd in his hand and kicked one of them cursingly.

"Quickly move, chattering, where is the midwife delivering the baby?"

The man covered his butt and showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Grandpa, my brothers have already tried their best to move, don't worry, how about you come to help?"

"Stop fucking nonsense, hurry up and do it, if you don't do it, you will suffer."

Second Master Zhao kicked him again.

The man had no choice but to go back to work with a bitter face.

Second Master Zhao was sipping wine leisurely on the side, waiting for them to make arrangements, he stepped forward and said:

"Ready?"

"Okay, grandpa."

The boys are really afraid of this grumpy old man, they usually exist in the village for disaster, but now they are all as docile as dogs.

"The Jinwu Guard and the prison guard will come later, let's make things bigger, don't I need to teach you how to do it?"

Second Master Zhao said coldly.

"No, no, we are very familiar with this! Grandpa, you can see it in a while."

They quickly nodded and bowed their heads in agreement.

"ignition!"

Zhao Erye reckoned that the time was almost up, so he prepared to light the fire to send a signal to Fang Weihan.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Zhao Erye watched the three sparks pull out a long tail flame, which exploded into a splendid flame in the sky.

"Okay, I can't..."

He said casually.

"Boom bang bang bang..."

In the distance, another series of flames burst into the sky.

Zhao Erye's word "wrong" has not been uttered, but his mouth is stiff.

He stared blankly at the flames in the distance, completely dumbfounded.

What's going on here?

"Didn't you just prepare three bundles of rockets?"

Zhao Erye mentioned a young man who slipped over and asked viciously.

"Yes... yes."

The young man replied tremblingly.

"Then what the hell is going on?"

Zhao Erye quickly jumped up to a high place to observe the situation in the surrounding urban areas.

He roughly estimated where these rockets would be launched.

Xuanzhongwei General Office, Shangshu Mansion, Zhongshu Mansion...

Zhao Erye was terrified.

Is this someone trying to rebel?
The gongs of the Jinwu Guard sounded chaotically like raindrops, imbuing the Changming City in the night with a bloody and murderous atmosphere.

In any case, the smooth operation of His Highness is the first priority, and the plan cannot be changed.

"Act according to the original plan and grab the group of forbidden troops."

Zhao Erye said in a deep voice.

"Okay, look at it, this is a unique skill of the brothers!"

The young man quickly agreed with a smirk, his chest clapped loudly.

……

……

In front of Zhaowu Gate, the west gate of Nangong, the guards on duty are opening the thick and strong steel gate.

"What happened?"

The imperial army holding a halberd who was opening the door asked curiously in a low voice.

According to the prison gate guard regulations, each palace gate is equipped with a ninth-rank halberd as the highest officer, and the military camp in the palace city is guarded by a sixth-rank division.

"do not know."

The commander of the Forbidden Army on the horse put on his helmet and raised the long pole in his hand.

A large flag is tied to the top of the long pole, with the pattern of a blue dragon and a gate painted on it, which is the flag of the prison guard.

"Xuan Chongwei and Jinwuwei both sent out emergency calls for help. It is estimated that something serious has happened. The North and South camps are too late to send reinforcements, so we need our cooperation."

"You guys take good care of this palace gate and perform your duties as usual!"

"Yes!"

Hold the halberd and clasp your fists in response.

"Open the city gate!"

With his shout, the steel door slowly opened.

Si Jie pulled the reins, and the horse rushed out like an arrow off the string, followed by the mighty Imperial Army horse and infantry soldiers, with the green dragon flag and torches in a continuous line.

After the long dragon disappeared at the corner of the street, Jiji yawned and cursed.

"Damn, it's really bad luck. I slept right."

He waved his hand and ordered to the soldiers under his command:
"close the door!"

He turned around with vain steps, and was about to go back to the corner and squint for a while.

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly brushed against his body, making him shiver unconsciously.

Why is it a bit cold for no reason?
Zhiji thought with some doubts.

Before he could figure out what was going on, a sharp pain came from the back of his head.

The eyes of the holding halberd went dark, and he fell straight forward and fell to the ground.

"Boom!"

"What's wrong, Brother Liu? Did you pee in the pit?"

Several imperial soldiers inside the door heard the movement and wanted to come to check the situation.

A figure flew straight into the door, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch the trajectory with the naked eye.

The lumen sword dexterously alternated between the left and right hands, Fang Weihan's figure shuttled between them, and several forbidden soldiers were knocked out by him.

"The first step is completed."

Fang Weihan threw the fainted people into the corner next to the gate, pretending that Zhaowu Gate was unguarded.

"Isn't it easy?"

He clapped his hands and rushed towards Tianlu Hall without stopping.

Most of the places in Nangong Palace City were not lit, and he could only vaguely identify the route by moonlight and Tai Chi golden light.

"The place where the distress signal was sent just now should be Xuan Zhongwei's general office."

Yun Shu suddenly wrote.

"Xuan Chongwei's general office? Master Zhao is so big?"

Fang Weihan was a little surprised.

"Does this old boy have a wild heart?"

"It shouldn't be made by him, it's not the Jinwu Guard's rescue rocket."

"That's Xuan Chongwei's rescue rocket."

Yun Shu wrote.

"Xuan Chongwei..."

Fang Weihan frowned.

Somewhere, he seemed to have thought of something.

This sudden thought is like a snake hidden in the mist, appearing for a moment and then burrowing back, making people unable to grasp the point at all.

Gee.

Having this idea is the same as not having it.

If the teacher does not give marks for the process, there will be no difference in essence if the test is all wrong and the test will not be done at all.

Fang Weihan simply gave up thinking.

In front is the Tianlu Hall, and the hall with red beams and golden tiles is hard to hide its magnificence in the night.

He quietly found the door, took out the key given to him by Master Zhao, and slowly inserted it into the lock.

With the sound of mechanical turning, the door slowly opened a gap.

"Okay, this second step is also completed."

He took a deep breath, suppressed the emotions in his heart, and touched into the hall.

He quickly found where the storage room was.

"What the hell are there in Shaofu Temple..."

Fang Weihan flipped through the files in the storage room, feeling a little weird.

"February [-]th, Emperor Xing Rong Concubine, in the middle of the night, there seemed to be a baby crying, and the Emperor was frightened."

"February [-]th, the well water in the imperial dining room is dim, and the taste of drinking is sweet and slightly bitter, which is suspected to be a sign of auspiciousness."

"..."

"Why are there so many secrets about the royal family? Can this thing exist? It didn't get burned?"

Where is the construction file of Huanhualou I am looking for?

Fang Weihan searched for a long time, and finally found the construction file of Huanhualou in an inconspicuous corner, and there was also a sign of the prisoner on it.

"Let me see... what's written on it."

Fang Weihan held up a spirit stone as a light source, spread the file on the table, and began to read the contents on it.

(End of this chapter)

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