August of the ninth year of Wude.

The morning after late autumn was already a little cold, and the air was mixed with a little bit of coolness.

The pale dew hit the mottled city wall of Xuanwu Gate, and exuded a ghostly luster under the sunlight.

Under the illumination of these lights, the originally thick and somewhat boring city wall seemed to have some charming charm, attracting countless heroes from all ages to continue to die here, just to become the owner of this place.

And here, outside Xuanwu Gate, the brothers' killing two months ago seemed to have happened yesterday.

Here, Qin King Li Shimin led the Tiance Mansion to attack and kill the crown prince Li Jiancheng and the Qi King Li Yuanji, becoming the eldest son of the Emperor of Tang and the undisputed crown prince.

Two months were long, long enough to wash away the disgusting fishy smell, but two months were short, so short that the wind and sand had no time to heal the sword marks on the city walls. The dazzling scars seemed to be lamenting the blood and helplessness of the war two months ago.

The sword has no eyes, the family is ruthless, and it is like this forever.

Historical books are always written by the victors. Just three days after the mutiny, an imperial edict was issued in the quiet deep palace.

"The importance of the throne is to strengthen the country, and once there is Yuanliang, he will be loyal to all countries. Now there is the General of Tiance, the King of Qin Shimin, whose qualities are far-reaching, his style is brilliant, his grand plan is long, and his beautiful career is prosperous. He has both internal and external positions, and his court and country are optimistic. He should take a tripod and be allowed to guard the weapon. He can be appointed as the crown prince. He has rituals and will be booked according to the time of his life."

With a "bang", the imperial edict was closed gently, and a crisp sound, the success and defeat of the king were finalized, and the young Tang Dynasty was about to welcome his young new king.

Of course, this is always the case for the throne. No matter what the outcome is, there are always people who are unwilling to accept it, let alone the prince who once had power in the court and had former officials all over the world.

In the early years, the King of Qin fought everywhere, Jingping, and the prince was in charge of Chang'an and governed Guanlong. How could the old subordinates accumulated in Chang'an in just two months be cleared?

Those rebels who are still loyal to the deposed prince Li Jiancheng are like a ferocious wolf who has been hungry for a long time, squatting in a corner of the imperial city, ready to choose people to eat at any time.

Xuanwu Gate is adjacent to Taiji Palace and connects inside and outside the imperial city. Its location is of great importance. In order to ensure that Xuanwu Gate is foolproof, since the mutiny, the guards of Xuanwu Gate have been handed over to Li Shimin's confidant and the Tiance Mansion's general Qin Shubao.

Xuanwu Gate is four zhang high and three zhang wide. It connects the inside and outside a long corridor. In the wide and long corridor of the city gate, dozens of soldiers standing upright as guns with guns standing among them with guns, with a solemn face.

In the southwest corner of the corridor, in a dark corner where sunlight cannot shine, an inconspicuous soldier was slightly tilting his head and standing in the darkness, with his black eyes staring coldly at the direction of the visitor, as if waiting for something.

The soldier was named Yang Ning, and he was an ordinary deputy lieutenant in the Tang Dynasty's Guard Mansion.

On the other side of the corridor, facing the direction of the corridor, the three teenagers were slowly walking into the corridor and walking outside the palace.

These three teenagers have a tender face, and they look only eight or nine years old, and their heights are not much different. However, one of them is a little fatter and seems to be quite laborious when walking.

These three young men are none other than Li Shimin's oldest son: the eldest son, Li Chengqian, the eldest son, Li Ke, the third son, Hanzhong County Prince, Li Kuan (the second son, Li Kuan died young), and the fourth son, Li Tai, the King of Wei. At this time, they were asking the emperor's grandfather Li Yuan back from the palace.

"Today's repaid of the prince's life!" Yang Ning looked at the three young men walking towards Yiyi not far away, and secretly grabbed the iron spear in his hand.

Yang Ning was originally an old soldier in Tiance Mansion. Five years ago, the old mother at home was seriously ill. Because she was short of money, she had no money to hire a good doctor. She saw that her mother was about to fail. It was Li Jiancheng, who was still the crown prince at that time, secretly helped him, and the doctor gave medicine to save his mother's life.

He didn't know, nor did he need to know whether Li Jiancheng's move was intended to buy people's hearts. He only knew that if Li Jiancheng had not helped him, his mother would have passed away five years ago and would never have enjoyed the joy of family life.

Yang Ning was a pure filial piety and was also a Guanzhong boy born and raised here. Guanzhong men were clear about right and wrong, and they would repay their kindness. He wanted to repay his kindness and repay Li Jiancheng's life.

Killing these three young men and avenge the family of the old prince's dead can be regarded as avenging the prince's kindness to him back then.

Yang Ning thought this way and made up his mind.

The three teenagers walking in front were obviously not aware of the coming danger. As the emperors, they pretended to be calm on their tender faces, and walked steadily into the long corridor of Xuanwu Gate like little adults.

One step, two steps, three steps, the three teenagers are getting closer and closer to the soldiers, as if the breath of death has gradually surrounded them.

Here comes, here comes!

Listening to the sound of footsteps gradually approaching, Yang Ning's palm was soaked with sweat.

Although Yang Ning didn't know the three children in front of him and who was the eldest grandson of the emperor, he knew Li Shimin and knew what Li Shimin looked like. Just a glance, he saw the child who looked cool with Li Shimin.

A flame of hatred ignited in his heart.

Yang Ning resolutely raised his sharp iron spear and stabbed him hard at the grandson who looked the most similar to Li Shimin.

The soldiers who were able to station in Xuanwu Gate were naturally elites in the Tang Dynasty, both human and weapons.

The extremely sharp spear blade was flashing with a cold light, and it swung Yang Ning's strong arms straight into the boy's neck.

Yang Ning was only three steps away from the boy, and he was determined to win this thorn.

Xuanwu Gate is the gateway of the imperial city and is very cautious. The three young emperors obviously did not expect that someone would assassinate them at Xuanwu Gate.

Faced with the sudden attack, the eight-year-old prince was stunned on the spot, staring at the stabbing iron spear in horror, screaming with screaming, and there was no time to dodge.

The sharp spear blade was like a black snake spitting out poisonous letters, getting closer and closer to the little emperor's neck, and even the blue meridians on his neck could be seen nearby.

"Crown Prince, I'll avenge you!" Yang Ning seemed to be able to foresee the appearance of the little prince's grandson splattering blood for a while, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Killing the Genesis Ren, Yang Ning is only far from its size.

Death seemed to be coming in a flash.

But just as the cold spear tip was about to stab the little emperor's neck, suddenly, a loud shout and a golden light suddenly pierced from the corridor.

The golden light, with the sound of tigers and tigers, rushed to the tip of the spear when the spear tip was only one inch away from the little emperor's grandson.

"bite!"

With a crisp sound, the iron spear, which was hit by a huge force, changed direction. The tip of the spear shifted out from the little emperor's body and stabbed in the empty place. Only a force from the spear hit the little emperor's forehead.

"ah!"

With a cry of pain, the little emperor fainted, and the iron spear fell to the ground.

The slightest mistake was a thousand miles away. Yang Ning had no chance to take action. Without having time to resist, he was taken down by the soldiers of the Left Martial Guard beside him and pressed to the ground.

Yang Ning's face was pressed against the cold blue bricks in the corridor, and his face was covered with dust. In front of him, the golden spear that shot down his iron spear was deeply inserted into the stone bricks.

He can succeed if he is only one inch away, but who is the one who fails to succeed!

Yang Ning, full of reluctance, lay on the ground and looked towards the entrance of the corridor. The purpose was a towering figure - the owner of the golden spear, the new Xuanwu Gate guard, Yiguo Duke, and the left Wugu General Qin Shubao!

The first general of the early Tang Dynasty was Qin Shubao and Yuchi Gong.

Qin Shubao is extremely brave and powerful. He is still taking the general's head among millions of troops, and he is already vigilant when he sees the three emperors coming over, so how could Yang Ning succeed?

In Qin Shubao's eyes, Yang Ning was just an ordinary assassin. His identity and life-and-death Qin Shubao no longer cared about it. The only thing he cared about now was the child lying on the ground.

His safety can involve the lives of hundreds of soldiers stationed in Xuanwu Gate.

"The prince of Hanzhong is assassinated and will be transferred to the imperial physician!"

Qin Shubao bent down and picked up the child lying on the ground, ran towards the imperial imperial physician office.
Chapter completed!