The Fang Mansion has been surrounded by nearly 10,000 rebels like wolves and tigers. There are only three or four thousand imperial soldiers in the mansion. The power balance between the two sides is very different. If Pan Shangshu ordered the rebels to attack, even if they defended to death, they would not be able to defend for long. Sooner or later, the imperial guards would be wiped out by the rebels.

The situation is already extremely critical.

The emperor's face kept twitching, and the resentment and panic in his eyes could not be concealed. It was the first time he had faced death so close for decades ascending the throne. He knew that as long as the rebels annihilate his imperial guards, he, as the emperor, would be the last emperor, just like the king of the deceased country in every dynasty and generation, lived a life worse than that of pigs and dogs, and was bullied, and eventually died in fear and despair. His relatives, children, and life would never be much better than him.

Gripping his teeth, the emperor said in a deep voice: "Old Secretary, I have been with your monarch and minister for decades, and you don't need to say false words to each other. What do you want to tell me?"

What do you want? The army is approaching and the troops are at the city. If he is put on this posture, does he still need to ask what he wants?

Pan Shangshu outside the door was silent for a while, and after a long time he spoke, his voice was old and hoarse: "Your Majesty, what the old minister wants is just the word "fairness".

The emperor raised his thick eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "I am not fair enough to you? He is in charge of the Ministry of Personnel, the crown prince and the grand tutor, and the title of Duke, under one person, above ten thousand people. He lets you cover the sky with one hand in the court, and lets you enjoy the reputation of chasing the royal family among the people. I have given you so much, but you still want fair to me? I have given you all the fairness in the world. Do you think it is not enough?"

Pan Shangshu suddenly became excited when he heard this, and his voice became louder: "No! This is not fair! This is just an illusion for you to show me, an illusion for the world! Over the years, you have been deliberately weakening my wings, hitting my disciples, making secret arrangements, and controlling everything. Do you think I don't know? As long as one day I lose the power I rely on, you will cut off my head mercilessly! The fairness that the old minister wants is cut out from the cracks of your fingers bit by bit! Otherwise, how could the old minister live to this day? Emperor, the old minister has all been forced by you!"

Fang Zheng walked to the emperor and whispered: "Your Majesty, stop talking nonsense to that old guy. That guy seems crazy. You are the master of Wancheng. You can talk too much to lose your price! Weicun gave you an idea. Weicun brought a bucket of manure from the cottage, put a ladder on the door, and then threw the manure on him. To treat such a monster, you have to use manure, hahahahahaha..."

Seeing the emperor staring at him with a strange look, Fang Zheng's proud laughter stopped and touched his nose and said embarrassedly: "...say I didn't say anything."

After waiting for a long time but not seeing the emperor speak, Pan Shangshu outside the door sighed heavily: "Your Majesty, you should come out by yourself. Don't let innocent people die or be injured. If you are in trouble, the emperor and the ministers will be safe. You and the princes and princesses will live without worries, and you will be rich and prosperous and live long..."

"Shangshu Pan, I ask you, is the prince involved in this matter? Is he with you at this moment? For the sake of the relationship between the monarch and the subjects for many years, tell me the truth." The emperor suddenly said, a hint of nervousness flashed in his eyes.

"The old minister dare not hide it. His Highness the Crown Prince has not participated in this matter from beginning to end. The old minister sent someone to search the Crown Prince's Mansion, but no trace of His Highness the Crown Prince was found."

When the emperor heard this, he finally felt a little relieved in his eyes.

The prince did not participate in the rebellion, which may be the only good news among the many bad news.

Without paying attention to the Secretary of Shangshu outside the door, the emperor pressed Fang Zheng's shoulder and whispered: "The situation is so critical that you don't want to rush out of the city to move troops? Are you just watching everyone die here?"

Fang Zheng was silent and turned around and glanced around. Relatives, wife, friends, why is he alive in this world alone? Power or money? When the steel knife was added to the neck, everything outside of him seemed to become illusory. Who else could be with his own relatives?

To be honest, Fang Zheng was very scared now. His legs couldn't help but tremble. He rushed out of the city from the crowded encirclement of thousands of troops outside the door. In the past, he didn't dare to think about this crazy way to find death. Unexpectedly, today's situation has reached this point, but he has to do this lifeless thing - for his own relatives and lovers.

He also understood that the emperor's words made sense. Although Feng Qiudao would not rebel, in this sensitive period, except for the emperor himself and Fang Zheng, no one could mobilize his army. It was not that Feng Qiudao was not loyal to the emperor, but that at this time of chaos, he would definitely not dare to believe others casually. Only when Fang Zheng, who had a close friendship with him, would he believe it with the special order of mobilizing troops written by the emperor, would he believe it, because everyone in the world knew that Fang Zheng was the emperor's confidant and the emperor's son-in-law. From a certain perspective, Fang Zheng was actually the spokesperson of the emperor.

A real man does something, but does not. To put this sentence more bluntly, some things are something that a man must do. If he can't even protect his own family, is this man still a man? Will the eunuch look down on him?

Fang Zheng felt that he was quite like Zhang Wuji, the leader of the Ming Cult in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". He felt that everything he did was forced out by the situation or by others. From helping the fat man fight with Changping, to giving advice to the court, to making grudges with Pan Shangshu and negotiating with the Turks, nothing was done on his own initiative, either due to the situation or by favors. Now, he had to do something he didn't want to do. This thing must be done for the responsibility of a man.

Looking at the emperor, Fang Zheng's eyes were full of determination. Damn it! I'll die if I die! I've been through time and lived for a lifetime more than others. It's worth it! At worst, I can travel back again.

"Master, I'll go!"

The emperor was very pleased with his answer, his eyes full of warmth.

"I will send the three hundred most elite imperial guards to protect you from the siege. You...you will be fine."

Go and go! Why don’t you go by yourself if you’re fine? Fang Zheng sneered at this unrealistic comfort. Since he decided to go, it doesn’t matter whether there is anyone to protect himself. Even if he is alone, he has to go.

Mencius once said a very awesome saying, "Even if there are thousands of people, I will go."

Fang Zheng now suspects that if Mencius's family had not been kidnapped by robbers, then he would have been drunk and bragging when he said this. Anyway, Fang Zheng himself could not be so righteous. At this moment, he could only keep comforting himself. I am the tragic hero Xiao Feng, I am the stupid and bold Guo Jing who guards Xiangyang City, and I am the bitter hero Yang Guo with a disabled and strong will... Damn! How good I would be if I were Wei Xiaobao. Seeing that the situation was not good, I would run away. It doesn't matter if you were the ones who were brain-filled...

Amidst his random thoughts, his hands wrapped around Fang Zheng's waist and buckled them tightly, as if he would disappear out of thin air if he let go of his hand.

"Mi'er, let go, I just... I'm just going out for a business and will be back soon." Fang Zheng didn't have to look back, just smelling the refreshing fragrance, you could know that the person holding him was Changping.

"No, we're going together!" Changping buried his head on Fang Zheng's back, his voice muffled and crying.

"Don't be stupid, this is going to kill yourself. Do you think you're going to receive the award?" Fang Zheng said with a wry smile.

"No, if we die, we will die together!" Changping said stubbornly.

"Bao, bah, bah, bah! Can you speak? What a death, I haven't gotten married with you yet, how can I bear to die?"

While speaking, three more jade hands clutched Fang Zheng's sleeves tightly. Yanran, Feng Jie and Xiao Lu both surrounded him.

Fang Zheng blinked: "What are you doing? You all want to accompany me?"

Yanran and Feng Jie shook their heads, laughing with tears in their eyes: "If we go with you, it will only add burden to you."

Fang Zheng smiled at Changping and said, "Listen, they understand much more than you."

Unexpectedly, Yanran turned her slender hand and held a small porcelain bottle in her hand. She looked at Fang Zheng with tears on her face, and her tone was full of determination: "...I have prepared a red bottle of crane head. If my husband has any lengths and weaknesses, I will never live alone!"

Seeing this, Fang Zheng was very anxious and hurriedly said, "Yanran, don't be stupid, don't worry, I won't die!"

After saying that, he hurriedly said to Changping: "Don't learn this from her. Remember, you all have to live well!"

Xiao Lu said on the side: "Young Master, Xiao Lu can accompany you. Xiao Lu has the ability to protect you."

Fang Zheng said, "Come on, no matter how high the kung fu is, can you beat the thousands of troops outside? Don't worry, if I fight with the gangsters on the street next time, I will definitely call you, and this time I will forget it."

"No, you have to take me there!"

"Young Master, I can protect you."

"Husband, for my sake, be careful..."

Listening to the chirping sound in his ears, Fang Zheng suddenly felt upset and said angrily: "Okay! What are you doing? They all rush to evaluate their professional titles. Is it interesting? They are all staying in the mansion honestly! Waiting for me to bring reinforcements, no one is allowed to go with me!"

Seeing that Fang Zheng had a rare temper, the women finally stopped talking, but just looked at him with tears in their eyes. The resentment in their eyes made Fang Zheng cherish it from the bottom of their hearts. - The land of gentleness is the hero's tomb!

A charming figure rushed to Fang Zheng unexpectedly. Before he could react, he grabbed Fang Zheng's head, and then printed his cherry lips hard on his mouth, fragrant and long aftertaste.

Under the shocked eyes of the girls, Feng Jie blushed and stepped back, her eyes flashed everywhere, and she said, "...You must come back alive! The dividends for this month have not been settled with you..."

Changping was furious, stomped his feet hard, pointed at Fang Zheng and shouted: "I knew! I knew! You must not be innocent!"

Fang Zheng touched his lips aftertaste, hey, this is the first time that Sister Feng took the initiative to kiss me. Is this kiss considered part of the dividend? If I could live, well, I have to settle the dividend with her, divide it a few more times, and use different positions to pay dividends...

Somehow, Feng Jie was not afraid of Changping this time. Hearing the words, he said lightly: "Your Highness the Princess misunderstood. The girl kissed him for a while because she hoped that he could remember the safety of everyone in the mansion and be cautious in everything after going out. After all, he is the major shareholder of my Ruyuzhai..."

Changping jumped up in anger: "Then do you need to kiss him? He is my husband, and I have been worshipping me. You... you must have done something shameful!"

"Princess, please be careful, the girl and him have always been innocent..."

"If you are like this, you still have the nerve to tell your innocence..."

Fang Zheng moaned in pain while holding his forehead, turned his head to the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, hurry up, prepare a horse for me. I can't wait to go out and die. It's so uncomfortable to live!"

The emperor smiled and said, "Do you need anything else?"

Fang Zheng thought for a while and said, "Weichen wants to put on armor, so he may be able to get a few more stabs..."

The emperor ordered the sergeant in the imperial guard to take off a pair of armor and give it to him.

In fact, the so-called armor is just an ordinary military uniform with some iron pieces inlaid on it, and then a thin layer of iron plate is added to the vital parts of the body. If it is said to be of use, but if you go to battle to kill the enemy, this kind of armor will not be of great use. If you cut it off with one knife, you will still have to die.

Seeing that Fang Zheng had finished dressing, the emperor asked, "Do you need anything else?"

Fang Zheng thought about it again and said, "Weichen also needs to wear a pair of armor..."

“…………”

Wearing two pairs of armor at the same time, it should be much more safe now, right? Fang Zheng jumped in place a few times and found that he still had some room for load bearing.

"Your Majesty, I think I can wear another one..."

The emperor was amused and crying. This guy was too afraid of death. He was wearing three pairs of armor alone, and he was not afraid of being crushed to death.

"How can you run away when you wear so much?"

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Don't worry about this, I have my own way, hehe, safety is the first priority..."

Mr. Fang walked up tremblingly, grabbed Fang Zheng's hand, and shed tears before she could speak, "Zheng'er...ah! It's all the family that has dragged you down!"

Mrs. Fang, who was standing beside her, had already cried. The Fang family was just a single seedling, but the emperor ordered him to do something extremely dangerous. If there was any good or bad, who would the Fang family depend on in the future?

But the two elders of the Fang family understood that if Fang Zheng did not rush out to bring reinforcements, the Fang mansion would sooner or later be defeated by the rebels, and everyone would still die at that time. The difference was that they died early and late. If Fang Zheng could rush out smoothly, he might have more hope of survival.

Fang Zheng grinned at his father and said, "Dad, don't say that. People are motivated. I have been bastard for half my life. Don't you allow me to be noble? You and my mother should take care of you. If... If you can't do anything, please forgive me for not being able to be filial to you. - Don't worry, I will only do the life-threatening thing this time. Next time, even if the Emperor puts a knife on my neck, I will not do it."

After saying that, Fang Zhengyi glanced at the emperor with a point of view. The emperor coughed twice and turned his eyes to another place.

The three hundred elite imperial guards who were ordered to protect Fang Zheng had gathered, and everyone fled out three hundred horses from the horses and servants of Fang's mansion. These horses were temporarily allocated from the carriages or entourages that the guests were riding. Knowing that the young master of Fang's mansion left the city alone to seek help from the soldiers in order to save everyone, everyone was grateful, and without saying a word, asking for people to give them to others and things. In a while, the dark bag on Fang Zheng's chest bulged a lot, and they were all "little care" secretly stuffed by the guests.

Fang Zheng smiled bitterly. If he had made such a big fortune in the past, he would probably be so happy. Now...ah, if he rushed out later, if he died under random arrows, what's the use of money coming?

After pulling the killer brother and asking him to protect the safety of the whole family, Fang Zheng bowed to everyone with great enthusiasm and said loudly: "Everyone, go to Quantai to recruit old subordinates, and kill Yan Luo with a hundred thousand flags..."

Mr. Fang said angrily: "Bastard! Can't you say something auspicious?"

Fang Zheng immediately lowered his eyebrows and said, "Yes, I was wrong..."

Fang Zheng, wearing three pairs of armor, walked to a dark horse with difficulty and raised his legs hard. He found that he could not complete the action of getting on the horse alone. So he glared at Xiao Wu who was wiping tears beside him, "Why are you crying? Don't you know how to come up and help? You don't have the ability to see me!"

Xiaowu quickly stretched out his hand, and the two of them tried their best together, and Fang Zheng finally got on the horse smoothly.

Sitting on the horse, holding the heavy helmet, looking at the eyes of everyone's sad or expectantness, Fang Zheng told himself that this is an era where heroes are needed, and he is the hero who comes and goes freely among thousands of troops. He carries the hope of countless people, wearing golden armor, stepping on auspicious clouds, and riding away...

At this moment, how can you not recite a poem to enhance your color? Clear your throat and Fang Zheng chanted loudly: "The wind is whistling and the Yishui is cold..."

Everyone was shocked: "Another sentence is changed! It's so unlucky!"

"The country is broken and the mountains are everywhere, and the city is spring and the grass is deep..."

"Another sentence!"

"The sword is drawn and the young man is alive..."

"Another sentence!"

"I smiled at the sky..."

"Another sentence or change..."

"Shut up!" Fang Zheng, who was disturbed by Shixing, was angry, with a gloomy face, and glared at the guests angrily: "Are you here to date or fight poetry? When is it still picky and unreasonable? Let me go!"

“…………”

The breakout location was chosen at the west back gate of the inner courtyard of Fangfu. Compared with the heavy surrounds of the front door, the defense here was slightly weaker.

The three hundred imperial guards rode on the horse early, holding the steel knife and spear in their hands without saying a word, and their eyes showed a sense of determination. They already knew that the chance of surviving this time was slim, but they were the emperor's personal army and must have the awareness of sacrifice for the emperor at any time at any time.

Licking his dry lips, Fang Zheng took a few deep breaths, suppressing his fear and tension in his heart. At the gate, Pan Shangshu's gloomy voice came: "Prepare to attack!"

The imperial guard general guarding the gate immediately shouted: "Imperial Guard!" After hearing the order, thousands of soldiers raised their weapons in their hands and pointed at the gate obliquely, staring at the front with nervous or indifferent expressions. In silence, murderous intent spread and war was about to break out.

The trumpet of the rebels had sounded, and the footsteps of the mobilized soldiers and horses were like the death knell of the god of death, hitting everyone's hearts one after another. Shangshu Pan had already issued the order to attack, and time was too late, so we could not delay any more.

At the back gate of Fang Mansion west, Fang Zheng, who was riding on his horse, pulled out the sword from his waist, pointed forward with Xuxu, and shouted: "Run!"

Then the back door was opened, and more than a hundred imperial guards rushed out first. Fang Zheng slammed the horse's belly and rushed into the middle. There were more than a hundred imperial guards behind him behind him.

There were not many rebels guarding the back gate, about three or four thousand, but no one seemed to have expected that under the heavy siege, there were still people who dared to rush out. Seeing hundreds of people wearing brown imperial guards in the gate galloping at extremely fast speed and rushing towards their encirclement, the rebels were stunned. The city was controlled by the rebels. Even if they broke out of the encirclement, they had nowhere to go. Could these people be looking for death?

After a brief moment of silence, a general of the rebels came to his senses first. At this time, the horses riding by the imperial guards were less than ten feet away from them. Their eyes were covered with bloodshot, which contained an increasingly powerful murderous intent. Anyway, there was no hope of survival. It was better to kill a few more rebels and earn enough money. The imperial guards urged the horses, and the steel knife in their hands was raised high, making a posture of preparing to chop. At the same time, they did not forget their mission. More than a hundred imperial guards soldiers protected Fang Zheng tightly in the middle. They all knew that only when he rushed out could everyone have hope of survival.

The rebel general was shocked when he saw this and shouted loudly: "Hurry! Step formation!"

The rebel soldiers were also well-trained regular soldiers. After a brief panic, they found that it was too late to shoot arrows at this time, so they immediately formed an array, supported the spear on the ground, pointed the spear diagonally pointed at the horses that were galloping, and stepped on them with their feet. At the same time, the soldiers behind them pressed the formation with their steel swords. After just passing the first wave of cavalry rushing, the sword formation would be launched and strangled the enemy.

Damn it! It's so scary. Fang Zheng was protected in the middle, and he kept sweating. He was really trying his best. Looking at the cold spear tips in the rebels array, dazzled! If this thing is stabbed anywhere on him, it may not feel very comfortable, right?

Just a few feet away from the enemy, Fang Zheng suddenly seemed to remember something, his expression changed, and he quickly shouted: "Slow down! Stop the horse!"

The Imperial Guard is the emperor's personal army and the most elite army in the Chinese dynasty. The military discipline is strict and the orders are prohibited. After hearing Fang Zheng's order, although they knew that if they stopped, the horse would lose its momentum and the cavalry's advantage would disappear in an instant, the Imperial Guards still pulled the reins tightly and stopped the horses without hesitation.

The rebel soldiers several feet away from them were stunned. They didn't understand why these people rushed out in a huge manner but stopped again. The rebel generals were also at a loss. Which of these people were playing?

Fang Zheng smiled apologetically at the rebel general and said loudly: "Sorry, we have walked through the wrong door. We should rush out from the back door in the south. You guys are busy, we won't bother..."

Rebel General: “………”

Fang Zheng ignored his reaction and waved his hand and ordered loudly: "Go back! Brothers are all back, you have gone to the wrong door! Hurry up!"

“…………”

The imperial guards turned their horses with black lines and ran back with Fang Zheng.

The rebel general came to his senses and felt that he was being played with, and couldn't help but be furious: "Damn it! He's too bullying! Stop them!"

It was too late, and those who ran would never catch up with those who rode on horseback, and the rebels guarding the back door were not equipped with cavalry at all. The rebels had to watch Fang Zheng and the three hundred imperial guards retreat quickly.

In the back door of Fang Mansion, the emperor glared at Fang Zheng with anger and scolded: "Why are you running back?"

Fang Zheng got off the horse, wiped the cold sweat all over his face, and said bitterly: "Master, you can't blame me for this. I can't come back..."

"Why?"

"You have not given me the special order to dispatch troops. Master, have you forgotten?"

Everyone was speechless: “…………”

With a little anger and a bit of disgusting, the emperor quickly wrote the special order to mobilize troops, stamped it with a large seal, threw it at Fang Zheng with a shook his hand, and said coldly: "Take it! Don't mess around this time!"

Fang Zheng carefully put it in his arms and thought to himself, you forgot to write it yourself, can you blame me? He also said that I was making a fuss. This person is so old that he is particularly unreasonable...

He stepped on the horse with difficulty, and Fang Zheng, who was covered in hanging, clasped his fists and said loudly: "The wind is shaved..."

"Shut up! Go!" Everyone shouted in unison.
Chapter completed!