On the first day of the fifth month, the Great Metropolitan Court Meeting, all civil and military officials, clan relatives and nobles all entered the Daming Palace to worship the Emperor and discuss politics and state affairs.

At this time, outside the Lingxing Gate in the south of the palace, the Qianbukuo Imperial Road in front of the imperial office of the imperial cardinal Secretariat, the imperial guards were standing full of countless Qinxue Weishang wearing iron armor and steel croakers and holding large bows and axes. These Qinxue Weishangs are both warnings and ceremonial guards. In addition, the strict Qinlu guards on both sides of the Que Gate made the imperial road at this moment the most closely guarded area in the entire capital.

You should know that on the first and fifteenth day of each month, this imperial road gathers more than 80% of the royal relatives and high-ranking officials and officials of the Mongol Empire. To be honest, as long as you throw a thunder into the crowd, the entire Yuan Dynasty will immediately become paralyzed.

Because of this, although nothing happened in the founding of the Yuan Dynasty for decades, security guards never dared to be careless, and even the Khan's personal army, Qi Xuewei, became a guard post.

At the time of Mao, the three links of the Gu, and the Que gate was wide open. The Meng, which was crowded in front of the door, Han ministers got off the horse and got out of the car, put their necks on their necks, left their scepters on their waists, greeted each other, laughed at each other, and then gave in to each other and walked into the Que gate. Then, there were carriages and horses that continued to appear, and the ministers who arrived at the point hurriedly merged into it.

The clans and ministers all went to court, and the carriage they were riding was led by the driver and guard, and with the guidance of the palace guards, they parked the carriages and horses at designated locations in the square far away from the Quemen.

At this moment, there were traffic in front of the Que Gate and crowds were everywhere. However, under the skillful drainage of the palace guards, the drivers and drivers who were added to the ministers were all good at controlling the imperial carriages. The scene seemed chaotic, but in fact everything was in order.

As the leader of the palace guards, Lu Jiucheng, the left sect, was always trembling at this time, as if walking on thin ice, for fear of making any mistakes. This job is not easy to do, and it should be done well, but it will lose its head at any time if it is not done well. Of course, there are also benefits. At least from the super sect king to the guards and masters of the fourth-rank ministers, everyone can be familiar with each other - why is a fourth-rank minister? Because those who are qualified to attend the court meeting must be at least a fourth-rank or above, and they are not qualified if they are young.

Although these guards and drivers are all servants, they can follow the crowd and are all people who can speak in front of their own adults. If they make friends, they often have unexpected benefits.

Now, Lu Jiucheng personally guided the car driver of the political affairs officer Sang Ge. Sang Ge is now very moxibustion hand, very popular with holy people, and is versatile, and has good friends with the kings and powerful people. There have been rumors in the court that he will sooner or later replace Pingzhang's political affairs officer Ahma. It is precisely because of this that Lu Jiucheng quickly came over to hug his thighs and raise his relationships.

Unfortunately, his hot face was pressed on his cold butt. This time, Brother Sang changed to a new guard. This erotic man looked cold and looked like a harsh boss staring at his subordinate who had made a mistake. He was as if he was stubborn and forced a smile.

Suddenly the guard stopped his mount: "Wait."

Lu Jiucheng looked up and said in surprise: "Why..."

The guard bowed to the guard knight who was driving to a car that was driving to the side and smiled: "Brother Uncle Cheng, it's been a long time since I left."

The car stopped and the guard Knight also replied, "It turned out to be the Said brothers, and they disappeared for a while."

"By the way, what Brother Uncle Cheng said last time is full of clues..."

As soon as the two guards talked, the two cars naturally stopped.

Lu Jiucheng glanced and recognized that this was the carriage and horse of Zhang Hongzhong, the seventh son of Duke Cai, Zhang Rou. He was puzzled. The Zhang family in Yizhou gradually declined since Duke Cai died. In addition, Zhang Hongfan, the political affairs officer of Pingzhang, was defeated and died last year. Zhang's reputation in the court was not as good as before, and he changed from a hot commodity in the eyes of court officials to a tasteless chicken rib. With Brother Sang's nature of seeking profit and power, how could his guards greet Zhang Hongzhong's guards with such a smile and were extremely enthusiastic?

When Lu Jiucheng was surprised, he did not notice that the car plate under the vehicle he was guiding was being quietly removed. Two slim masked women wearing gray uniforms and carrying black boxes on their backs, slim masked out of the car like a snake. Then, under the cover of two vans at angles, they quickly rolled under Zhang Hongzhong's carriage, pushed away the car bottom plate, which had been passive, and sneaked into the car silently.

The two women immediately pulled the scarf as soon as they entered the car - it was Ding Xiaoyi and Li Runan, the first sniper combination.

Ding Xiaoyi quickly untied the black box, opened the lid, took out the special extended three-shot rifle, installed a scope, and filled it with three single-headed bullets. Li Runan, who was beside him, took out the buttstock, chassis, triangle brackets, etc. from his black box to increase the shooting accuracy and fixing equipment, and quickly placed it by the car window.

Ding Xiaoyi fixed the shotgun firmly on the equipment, held his hands firmly, and gently pressed the butt on his right cheek, breathing smoothly, his eyes were focused and bright, and the muzzle slowly opened the window and rolling curtains, and the cross star in the scope slowly scanned the crowd.

Li Runan pulled out two pistols from his waist, loaded the bullets, and approached the window, unable to help but tsk: "If you carry the Dragon Roar Cannon to aim at the imperial road and shoot a shot... Tsk tsk, the Tartar Kingdom will be destroyed halfway."

Ding Xiaoyi gave her a blank look: "You go and carry it, can I blow it?"

Li Runan sneered, then her face turned upright, her sharp eyes quickly scanned like an eagle, and quickly locked: "Look, Brother Sang is there."

"See." Ding Xiaoyi stared at the tall and thin person in front of Que Gate, with deep tendrils and eyes, and looked at everyone with harmless smiles. "He is waiting for the target."

Li Runan raised her thumbs up, squinted her eyes and calculated it, then licked her fingers and poked out the window to measure the wind, saying, "The wind speed is gentle, but there are many unrelated targets, and the shooting boundary is seriously disturbed. You must snipe within the number of breaths I gave later."

"I understand." Ding Xiaoyi locked on Brother Sang, "Did you see Yang Zheng and Han Tiehu?"

"No. They should have jumped into the carriage of the Right Chief of the Secretariat, Zhang Hui, who was named Zhang Hui, like us." Li Runan's eyes wandered and said for a while, "I didn't see which one was the Right Chief of the Secretariat."

Ding Xiaoyi snorted: "Then don't care. As long as I, Ding Xiaoyi, lifted the gun, it doesn't matter whether they have one or more of them."

Li Runan smiled silently and changed the topic: "Zhang Hongzhong, Zhang Hui. Humph, it seems that these two guys offended people ruthlessly and were framed by others like this."

Ding Xiaoyi snorted coldly: "Two traitors, it's better to die than to die."

As the two talked, the car was quiet for a while. The two women listened to the chat between the two guards outside the car from time to time. They could hear that Zhang Hongzhong's guard's tone was a little impatient. However, the head of the family has lost power, but the other party is a minister and attendant who is in power. He can't afford to offend him, so he can only accompany him patiently.

The two girls were secretly worried, fearing that they would not be able to hold Zhang Hongzhong's guards after a long time.

Officials under the Quemen entered one after another, and fewer and fewer officials stayed, and the crowds were scarce. It gradually showed that several stranded cars became more and more eye-catching.

The two girls were secretly anxious, but they were in a hurry and had no choice but to wait.

A crisp sound of hoofs came from a distance, and a luxury van with golden light from the spokes to the shaft of the street turned from the spokes to the shaft of the wheels, and was also decorated with precious gems such as red, blue, and green. The one who pulled the car was also a rare magnificent Arabian horse with a large hoof as big as a bowl and a thick chest muscle.

Brother Sang, who was also anxiously waiting at the Que Gate, finally breathed a sigh of relief, laughed and greeted him, and then stroked his chest from afar. At the same time, his hand behind him showed a gesture that was beyond the reach of the game.

"Here you come!" The second goddess shook her expression and her eyes lit up.

The carriage stopped, and the driver jumped out of the carriage with agility, leaned down and put down the pedal. The door wrapped in gold and diamonds opened from the inside. A handsome and smart boy was holding a short and fat official wearing a purple court suit and walked off the carriage.

The heavy feet slashed the pedals, and the thick beech wood was a little overwhelmed. As his fat body left the carriage, the whole carriage seemed to bounce slightly upwards, and the dust rose lightly. The strong Arab horse also sniffed with relief.

Brother San smiled: "Allah is above, it is so joyful to see Lord Ahma."
Chapter completed!