Zheng hugged the emperor's thigh and cried for a long time, but he didn't see the emperor expressing his appreciation for him and stood up in disappointment.

Looking around, my parents, wife and many familiar servants in the mansion were there. Fang Zheng smiled happily again and comforted him a lot. It would be fine if he didn't give money. Young Master, I am greedy. As long as my relatives have good lives, this is a happy ending, right?

Seeing Changping standing beside him, wearing a bride's wedding dress that he had no time to take off, his pretty face was black and white by the fire, so cute. Fang Zheng walked up, grabbed her hand, and whispered in her ear: "Mi'er, let's find a place where no one is to go to the bridal chamber..."

"You...you bastard! The rebels outside have not solved it yet, but you are thinking about such a thing, and you are extremely bastard!" Changping's pretty face turned red, and he didn't know whether it was shame or anger.

Fang Zheng rolled his eyes: "They beat them, we beat ours, each beat theirs, each beat theirs, each hit theirs..."

"What are we fighting?" Changhuo said.

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "...Let's fight, hehe, the fairy fight is very exciting..."

“…………”

"Fang Zheng, I know you have worked hard, but you can't rest now..." After the joy of getting out of trouble, the emperor said in a deep voice.

Fang Zheng said bitterly: "Your Majesty, if you know I have worked hard, let me rest..."

"Okay. Pan Ni hasn't captured yet. You can't rest."

Fang Zheng said in shock: "Your Majesty, you won't ask Weichen to lead his troops to continue the war, right? If you don't go, don't go, don't go, don't go. It's so scary. Weichen is timid..."

The emperor smiled and said, "You are the greatest number of merits when you leave the mansion at night. You are the one who is in charge of merit. I will give you the greatest merits to be promoted to your land official. You will be promoted to your land official only if you are the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is

Fang Zheng still shook his head: "Your Majesty. It's very dangerous outside. The Wei minister is so weak. Even if they are injured by a hair, it will be very painful..."

The emperor gradually became impatient: "I issued an order. The 80,000 troops outside asked you to command. Pan Ni has retreated to the palace. Only thousands of people are left to breathe. What's the point of being scary? Don't bargain with me anymore!"

Fang Zheng was still waiting to refuse, but saw the local master staring at him angrily, looking ferocious as if he wanted to eat people. Fang Zheng was so scared that he shrank his neck unwillingly, "I obey the order..."

I looked at the wives reluctantly, alas, I haven't had a good heart with them yet...

Suddenly remembering something, he turned around and said in surprise: "Eighty thousand army? The Longwu army is only sixty thousand... Uh, Master, before the Longwu army entered the city, an army of 20,000 troops had already taken the lead in breaking the South Gate. Could it be this army..."

The emperor smiled slightly: "They are Long Xiang Army, the elite army I secretly established a few years ago."

Fang Zheng suddenly realized, no wonder the emperor was so calm before he rushed out of the mansion last night. It turned out that he had already left the Longwu army with Feng Qiudao's back, and he could also annihilate the rebels. Thinking forward, the emperor said that he had set up a few years ago to deal with Pan Shangshu. I'm afraid his biggest bargaining chip was this army that no one knew. Sure enough, he defeated the rebels at the most critical moment and saved him.

"No, the four gates were closed tightly last night. Who came out of the city to report to Longxiang Army?"

The emperor looked at him with a smile: "How did you leave the city?"

Fang Zheng raised his chest and said proudly: "I rely on wisdom!"

The emperor laughed and said, "Then he relies on wisdom too... Stop asking, there is not much time, hurry up and go to the palace."

Fang Zheng walked out in a depressed manner and asked countless questions.

The emperor secretly established the Longxiang Army to deal with Pan Shangshu for several years, and was fatal. It is worthy of being the most ruthless killer move of the emperor's mind. I wonder if the emperor has secretly trained other troops besides the Longxiang Army. For such a secret army, there are a few more secret troops, whoever has to make his rebellion must be careful.

If it is said that danger is actually quite dangerous, the emperor was almost burned to death. Maybe he didn't expect that Pan Shangshu would take action so quickly that he almost failed.

The biggest question was that in addition to himself, there was another person who also came out of the city last night and reported to Longxiang Army that who is this person? Judging from the emperor's tone, this person is as smart as me. Is it possible that there are people in the world who are as smart as me?

"Fang Zheng." The emperor suddenly called him.

"I am here."

"It's Chen Shi, remember that after Si Shi, I will hold a morning court in the Golden Palace." The emperor stared at him and said firmly.

The implication is that the emperor asked Fang Zheng to deal with all the rebels who retreated to the palace before Si Shi.

"The poor minister follows the order.

”

He walked out of the mansion with depression. Fang Zheng looked at the front yard of Fang Mansion, which had become a scorched earth, and sighed with pain. If the renovation was made, I don’t know how much money it would cost. Fang Zheng would definitely not let his father pay for it himself, but where can I get the money...

A general wearing silver-white armor came forward, knelt down on one knee, and said, "Han Dashi, the general commander of the Longxiang Army, pay homage to Lord Fang! According to the sage, the Longxiang Army has assembled and obeyed Lord Fang's orders."

Fang Zheng quickly helped him up and looked at him carefully. He saw that he was about forty years old, with a dark face and a short figure, but he looked very strong. His eyes showed a look of perseverance and loyalty. The emperor could hand over the secretly established Long Xiang army to him, and it seemed that he must be the emperor's confidant.

Fang Zheng smiled and bowed with a bit of flattery and flattering tone, saying, "Confidant General, ah, I'm wrong. General Han, I've been admiring for a long time. The situation was urgent just now. I offended him when I entered the city. I hope the general will not blame him."

When Fang Zheng entered the city, he was worried about his family's safety and did not know whether Long Xiang's army was an enemy or a friend, so Fang Zheng ordered the cavalry to launch his horse and charge, accidentally injured many soldiers.

Han Dashi is not as rigid as Feng Qiudao. He smiled slightly when he heard this: "Mr. Fang is so serious. He didn't know the details of each other at that time. He was in a hurry to rescue him. It is normal for him to accidentally hurt his friendly army. You don't have to worry about it."

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "It's good that the general doesn't blame me. I met the general and didn't say anything. I treat you tonight, and I will book a pleasure boat and invite General Han to drink.

As he spoke, North Korea Dashi, who was rushing to the eye, said: "... The general led his troops for a long time, I'm afraid he hasn't tasted the meat for a long time, right?"

Han Dashi hesitated and said, "There is no problem for the general, but the general heard that Lord Fang and His Highness the Princess are newly married... Isn't that good?"

Fang Zheng was shocked, yes, tonight is the night of his wedding chamber with Changping. What if Changping knew that he had left her and ran to Qinhuai River to hug her pink head and drink wine, wouldn't the female guards beside Changping beat him to death?

Fang Zheng wiped his sweat and said dryly: "Haha, next time, next time..."

At this time, Feng Qiudao was gone. After meeting each other, Qiudao said: "Brother Fang, the remaining enemies in the city have been basically eliminated, the rebels have retreated to the palace, and the Longwu Army has surrounded the palace. When will the attack be launched, please give orders."

"Are the emperor's concubines and princess still in the palace?" Fang Zheng asked.

"When the rebels attacked the palace last night, the concubines were protected by the imperial guards and escaped from the palace."

Fang Zheng slapped hard and shouted excitedly: "What else? Let's go! Get up the old guy named Pan, and then send him to Jiaofangsi."

"What are you doing when you go to the Jiafangsi?" the two generals asked in unison.

"Check customers!" Fang Zheng said fiercely.

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In the palace.

Thousands of rebels guarded the West Palace Gate in a panic. Due to the chaos of war, the eunuchs and palace maids in the palace fled in horror. Some of the imperial guards guarding the palace protected the concubines and some died in battle. The entire palace seemed quiet, like a huge grave, as silent as a dead city.

The imperial palace is the place with the most wealth and treasures in the world, but thousands of rebels seemed to have lost interest in these people, and they sat numbly against the palace walls. They looked at the majestic and majestic palaces in front of them with a dull look, but they could not have the idea of ​​robbing and fighting for them.

They are already desperate.

Occupying the palace is the ultimate dream of the usurper, because it represents the final success. The change of dynasties has always been the last step towards glory.

But the current situation is different for these remnants of rebels with only a few thousand people left, this magnificent palace is about to be the last stop to bury their lives.

Zhao Hu held Pan Shangshu and walked towards the Golden Palace step by step with a trembling trembling step.

"Sir, let's rush out, and I'm willing to die and protect the old man from leaving the city!" He still persuaded him hard in the face of disaster.

While panting, Pan Shangshu shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Leave the city? So what if you leave the city? Are you running in a hurry and waiting to be arrested?"

Zhao Hu said anxiously: "You can go to the north, and your disciples and officials can make a comeback when they are spread all over the world..."

Pan Shangshu waved his hand tiredly: "Stop talking, I can't live for a few years, and I don't want to live a day of running away in a mess every day."

Zhao Hu was speechless. In fact, before the uprising, he had a premonition that he would fail. The old man was too anxious to push the emperor down, eager to defeat this lifelong enemy, eager to prove that he could be a good emperor, but haste in everything would not be achieved. The old man left too many flaws due to his impatientness, and finally failed.

Zhao Hu did not regret it. He knew that he should have died thirty years ago. His life was saved by the old man. The old man not only saved him, but also gave him fame, wealth and status. He secretly helped him to power and became a general who held military power in the area. It was enough, enough. Even if he died now, he would die without regrets. He was originally the old man's dead soldier.

The sound of trumpets came from outside the palace gate, and the huge and thick palace gate was violently knocked open. The soldiers like tides shouted and rushed in, quickly submerging the remaining thousands of rebels like a mountain collapse and tsunami. The rebels were so depressed that even the power of resistance disappeared completely. They threw their weapons to the ground, fell to their knees and surrendered.

"General, general! The palace gate... the palace gate is lost!" A general knelt in front of Zhao Hu in messy clothes and armor, and replied anxiously.

Zhao Hu glanced at the soldiers who were approaching him with dense crowds and smiled coldly: "So what?"

After saying that, Zhao Hu held Pan Shangshu and stepped into the Golden Palace without looking back.

The Golden Palace is still as solemn and solemn as usual. In the main hall, facing the door is a golden dragon chaise, empty and shining with dazzling golden light.

Pan Shangshu stubbornly pushed away Zhao Hu's support, stared at the dragon throne with greed and obsessive eyes, and made an inaudible murmur from his mouth, and slowly walked towards the dragon throne step by step.

Zhao Hu knelt respectfully behind Pan Shangshu, kowtowed to him three times, then stood up, and finally looked at Pan Shangshu's old and staggering back and sighed, and walked out of the palace gate with firm steps.

Outside the gate of the hall, countless soldiers from Longwu Army and Longxiang Army had surrounded the Golden Palace. When Zhao Hu walked out, they raised their spears and stared at him with warning.

Zhao Hu glanced coldly and said that all the rebels either died in battle or surrendered, and now he and Pan Shangshu were the only ones left.

Feng Qiudao and Han Dashi surrounded Fang Zheng and separated the soldiers and walked to Zhao Hu.

Fang Zheng looked at Zhao Hu, the culprit who almost lost his life, and for some reason, he couldn't even arouse any hatred for him.

——Maybe, he is more pitiful than Pan Shangshu.

"Zhao Hu, surrender, the situation is hopeless, you have failed." Fang Zheng's tone seemed to be as dull as talking about the weather.

Pan Shangshu shook and walked to the dragon chaise, his old and dry hands came out, and stroked a golden dragon with vivid carved teeth and claws on the armrest of the dragon chaise, and his old hands trembled like a sieve.

As he looked, Pan Shangshu finally burst into tears in his turbid eyes. He knelt in front of the dragon throne with a thunderous sound, crying in silence.

Outside the hall, the footsteps of the soldiers were getting closer and closer, and Zhao Hu's roar echoed outside the hall gate: "Those who enter the absurdly die!"

Pan Shangshu grabbed the armrest of the dragon chaise, stood up with difficulty and felt excited. He tidied up his messy clothes, faced the hall gate, and then slowly sat on the dragon chaise. The moment he sat down, Pan Shangshu showed a happy smile on his face, as if he had never been so happy in his life. His smile flashed and flew away, like a flash in the pan.

Trembling out pairs

The book's eyes were blurred, as if he saw the civil and military officials in the court shouting at him, kneeling three times and nine times, which made him feel unprecedented satisfaction at this moment.

"Long live my emperor--"

Pan Shangshu was immersed in the illusion, shaking his hands and stretching out his flat strokes, and his hoarse and old voice echoed in the empty hall: "All the Lords...all the Lords are calm, all the Lords are calm..."

The soldiers outside the hall and Zhao Hu changed their expressions when they heard Pan Shangshu's voice.

Zhao Hu stopped at the door, smiled at the crowd sarcastically and shouted: "The emperor is in the morning, and all officials line up—"
To be continued...