The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 699
Chonghua Palace.

study.

Bright lights.

Several generals were sitting in the Grand Master's chair, each with a more serious expression. They were all people who had followed the King of Han through life and death on the battlefield.

As the saying goes, one is prosperous, and one is lost.

When the King of Han gains power, they will naturally rise; if the King of Han loses power, they will never get ahead.

This is a gamble with your life and fortune.

If you win the bet, you will be the master;
If you lose the bet, you will become an underground ghost.

In order to become a master, they chose to give it a try.

Zhao Yanjin pointed to the defenses of the Four Nine Cities on the table, "What do you think?"

"I have!"

Dong Chengfeng stood up, walked to the King of Han, and said solemnly:

"Forty-nine cities, nine gates in the outer city and four gates in the palace city. In the city are the emperor's personal guards and the governor's mansion of the five armies, a total of 33 guards; the upper direct guards, a total of 26 guards. Among these 61 guards, the prince can mobilize up to five guard.

Outside the city are the Beijing Camp, the Fifth Army Camp, the Three Thousand Camp and the Shenji Camp.Of these three battalions, only half of the Three Thousand Battalion was available to the prince.

To use five guards and half a battalion to carry out an attack is undoubtedly to hit an egg with a stone. "

Zhao Yanjin didn't know that it was an egg against a stone, but the matter had reached this point, so he had to give it a try.

"What should I do in Boren's opinion?"

"In my opinion, use skill."

"What a trick?"

Dong Xiao raised the corners of his lips and said coldly: "If the prince goes against your majesty when he raises an issue, it would be the following crime. It would be treason. Even if it succeeds, he will not be able to convince the public."

Zhao Yanjin's eyes changed, "What do you mean..."

"We only need to remove the obstacles one by one, and the path to success will follow its own course."

Dong Xiao pointed to the location of Duanmu Palace on the map and clicked a few times.

"My lord, the wedding of the grandson of the emperor is a good time."

Not to mention Zhao Yanjin's eyes lit up after hearing this, even the generals looked moved.

What a trick!

Kill the crown prince and grandson, and the kingdom of China will naturally fall on the prince.

The emperor's grandson's wedding was celebrated by everyone. Duanmu Palace was at its most undefended, and there were too many ways to kill people.

Zhao Yanjin looked at Dong Xiao and felt quite relieved.

It would be much easier to gather all the secret guards and troops in the Han Palace to kill these two people than to fight against the emperor.

"How do we do it?"

"My lord."

Dong Xiao frowned: "Bo Ren believes that in order to be foolproof, at least a triple murderous intention must be set up."

Zhao Yanjin nodded with approval, then frowned and said: "We have set up a triple murderous plan. I'm afraid we don't have enough manpower. Which one, the prince or the grandson, is the main one and which one is the auxiliary one?"

Dong Xiao: "The grandson is the master, and the prince is the assistant."

A general didn't understand and asked: "Master, why is this?"

"First of all, the prince has personal guards, but the grandson does not."

A sneer slowly appeared on Dong Xiao's lips: "Secondly, a prince without a grandson is nothing but a loser. What does the prince want?"

Zhao Yanjin has never been afraid of the prince. As cowardly as the prince is, even if he takes that position, he will pull him down.

He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "I want to turn that beast's happy event into a funeral!"

……

On the horizon, there was a faint light.

The candle has burned to the end.

No one moved in the room. Even Li Buyan, who couldn't sit still the most, lowered his head with dull eyes.

It's not that she doesn't understand, it's that the change is too fast.

I originally thought that finding Dong Xiao would give hope to my inner demons, but I didn't want to think that when Pei Yu came back after sending off, not only would the King of Han rebel, but the old emperor would also die.

There was a dead silence.

Yan Sanhe stood up and said, "I'm going to go for a walk in the back garden to think about some things. Don't come with me."

The third master didn't even need to wink, everyone just watched her leave.

Yan Sanhe has a habit of walking slowly when thinking about things and does not like to be disturbed.

In the back garden in the early morning, there was a thin layer of frost on the ground.

Yan Sanhe walked on the frost, leaving a clear footprint on the ground with every step he took.

The path that everyone has traveled can actually be traced when looking back.If I were Dong Xiao, if I wanted to make the same mistake again, would I really want the King of Han to rebel and kill the emperor?

Is there any other way?

Have!
Yan Sanhe paused and immediately turned around and walked back.

No one expected that she would come back so soon, and they all had surprised expressions on their faces.

Yan Sanhe walked up to Xie Zhifei and asked, "If the King of Han raises an army to rebel, how sure are you?"

Xie Zhifei shook his head subconsciously: "I think it's at most [-]% or [-]%."

"Are you sure?"

I can't say for sure, but one person can.

"Yan Sanhe, I'm going to go out first. I'll be back with the answer before noon."

Just as Yan Sanhe was about to ask, little Mr. Pei had already asked for him: "Where are you going?"

"Don't ask." Xie Zhifei didn't even look back.

Zhu Qing and Ding looked at each other and quickly followed.

After the slender shadow disappeared in the corner, Yan Sanhe stood up and said:

"Zhu Yuanmo, you have all the horoscopes of people in the royal family. There are only a few important people. Can you use their horoscopes to see who will be in trouble this year?"

Zhu Yuanmo shook his head: "The Emperor is unpredictable and cannot be measured. I can rank other people according to their horoscopes."

Yan Sanhe: "Among the others, are there any princes or grandsons of the emperor?"

Zhu Yuanmo: "The prince and the emperor's grandson, that is, the future emperor, Miss Yan, they can't predict it either."

Yan Sanhe: "Is there any other way to test their bad luck?"

Zhu Yuanmo thought for a long time and said: "There is only one way."

Yan Sanhe: "What?"

Zhu Yuanmo: "Start with the Crown Princess."

The princess and the prince are husband and wife, and the prince and grandson are mother and son.

Her good and bad fortune can, to a certain extent, reflect the good and bad fortune of those closest to her.

……

In Bujia Military Camp, tens of thousands of soldiers are training.

A small soldier hurried to Bu Liu: "General, Mr. Xie is looking for you. You are outside the camp and asked the general to come over."

Bu Liu threw the whip into Zhang Kui's hand, turned around and ran away.

Zhang Kui frowned.

Boss, what's the matter?
The emperor summoned him, but he didn't see him running. Why did Mr. Xie start running too late?

Before he reached the gate of the camp, Bu Liu saw the figure of Third Master from a distance and immediately glanced at the soldier behind him.

"You go back first, there is no need to follow here."

At the same time, Xie Zhifei also said to Zhu Qing and Ding behind him: "You two go out for a walk, I will talk to General Bu about something."

"Yes!"

After a while, Bu Liu walked straight to Xie Zhifei and grinned: "Little master, why are you here?"

Xie Zhifei put his arm around his shoulders and leaned his head against him: "If the King of Han wants to rebel, is it possible to succeed?"

Bu Liu was stunned for a moment, then a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"My young master, let's not talk about whether he has the courage. Even if he does, it will be a dead end."

"why?"

"How many men and how many knives does he have in his hands?"

Bu Liu snorted coldly: "It's not that I look down on him. Even if we give him a hundred thousand soldiers and horses, he still won't be able to fight back today. What's more, where will he get a hundred thousand soldiers and horses?"

That's right, exactly what Xie Zhifei thought.

The King of Han's fiefdom is in Jinling, and his troops and horses are also in Jinling. The Jingwei are the emperor's personal soldiers, and the Jingying camp is guarded by various generals. If he really wants to rebel, what can he do with it?

But I have to ask again.

"He has [-] soldiers, why can't he succeed?"

"I don't know anything about the guards in the imperial city, but without the emperor's tiger talisman at this end of the capital, no one dares to send troops. Even if there are people who surrender to him, they will only be a minority."

Bu Liu suddenly lowered his voice: "There are 60 people outside the city. A mere 10 people, what does it mean?"

Xie Zhifei suppressed his excitement and said, "In the past three months, if there is any trouble in the Beijing camp, please help me keep an eye on it."

Bu Liuyi heard something wrong, "Is it possible that the King of Han really wants to..."

"Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case."

Xie Zhifei's pupils suddenly sank.

(End of this chapter)