Capital.

Last night, the bell that rang from the noon gate of the imperial city echoed in the capital. The people and officials of the whole city all know that the Son of Yongxing is in charge of the dragon.

The people who have lived in Beijing for a long time know that this kind of power vacuum is often the most chaotic and dangerous moment in Beijing. Thieves, green skins, and rebels are rampant.

Last night, at the Daming Palace in the northwest suburbs outside the capital, artillery roared, shouting and killing like a tide. The flames are blazing. And all the people of the city saw and heard. The struggle for power is coming as scheduled! In the second half of the night, it didn't take long for the fighting to start again.

On the ninth day of the second month, the pale morning light shone with a blue light, and the whole capital was in this blue light. The streets were deserted and the gates were closed. At this time, in the Daming Palace, the victory and defeat have been divided.

The infantry battalion soldiers of the brigade poured into the heart cultivation hall from the main gate of the Daming Palace. Isolate the internal and external news of the side hall of the Diligent Administration Hall and the dormitory of the Heart Cultivation Palace.

On the orders of the eldest princess Ning Xiao, the commander of Jinyiwei, Zhang Lu detained Zhanchenghou, Xiao Pi, Peng Shijun and others in the side hall of the Qinzheng Palace, and at the same time, there were more than 60 civil and military officials and royal families who came yesterday in the side hall.

There are: University scholar Zeng Jin, Yin Peng, Ministry of Shangshu Ning Ru, Beijing Wang, Shi Guangzhu, Cai Yi, Ji Cheng, Wei Yuanzhi, Yue Wang Ning Cheng, Ministry of Industry Shangshu Yang Jiantian, Xiping County Wang, Jia Zheng, Ministry of Rites Shangshu Hu Xuan, Zuodu Yushi Li Si. Xiao Pi, Peng Shijun, Zhan Chenghou, Wei Wang, Ning Shuo, Qu Wei, Liu Anyi, Peng Wei, Shi Jian, Tao Tai and others.

Empress Zhen and Prince Ning Yan are also here. The body of the Son of Heaven in Yongxing was guarded by Yuan Qi, the chief eunuch, and the imperial doctor.

The shouts outside the hall became more and more intense. Think about the fierceness of the battle outside. At the dawn of time, countless soldiers were fighting fiercely for control of this temple.

The green light, the breeze in mid-spring, the burning torches, the blood sprayed, the scattered stumps and broken arms, and the human heads. The roar of a beast. The sound of the firing of the firebolt and the sound of the white blade entering the body constitute the current picture.

It's a fight to the death! The contest between the princes of the temple and the hall is a political calculation, each with its own scheming and scheming, and the situation has changed several times. However, in the end, to the most real place, it is the battle of swords! It is the most direct collision of forces!

This was the most dangerous and turbulent moment of the coup d'état in Yongxing for 11 years.

It's like a volcano erupting!

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In the side hall of the Qinzheng Palace, everyone was in a different mood.

The staunch royalists, such as King Beijing, Ning Ru, Jia Zheng, Cai Yi, Ji Cheng, Wei Yuanzhen, Xiao Mengzhen and others were all demoralized.

And even Xiao Pi, Peng Shijun, Zhan Chenghou and others, who were pointed at by Jinyiwei's fire gun and rested on their necks with knives, were calm and relaxed. Together, does Princess Xiao dare to make this choice?

Neutrals such as Shen Cheng, Li Shangshu, Zhou Shenxing and others looked at Ning Xiao, who was accompanying Queen Zhen and the crown prince, and stopped talking, and their mouths were dry! At this time, saying the wrong word may lead to death.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

On the square outside the Qinzheng Palace, gunsmoke was filled. A large number of the palace guards were killed and fled.

Immediately, Chen Qian, the deputy commander of the infantry battalion and a henchman of Zhan Chenghou, poured in with his soldiers. Dressed in a red general's uniform, holding a long sword, he strode forward, and in the square, he threw down the head in his hand, and the blood-stained head rolled on the ground.

Chen Qian shouted: "Xie Whale is dead, don't you surrender yet?" ”

The side hall has no palace gate, and it is defended by the captain of the brocade guard. In the square, Chen Qian, the deputy commander of the infantry battalion, looked relatively small. His voice came in from afar, and everyone in the side hall was shaken.

It's over!

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"Haha!"

Zhan Chenghou, who was slashed by a Jinyi guard captain with a knife on his neck, patted the arm of the chair and looked up and laughed. Laughter is wanton, insolent! I can't help him! The infantry military camp defeated the guard division in front of the palace, controlled the Qinzheng Palace, and the overall situation was decided!

The university scholar Zeng Jin sighed and closed his eyes in pain. The bitterness in my heart is indescribable. After all, he is powerless to change the situation!

Zhan Chenghou looked around at the hundred officials, many people lowered their heads, not daring to face it, there is no doubt that this will be the first person in the military in the future. Zhan Chenghou's gaze fell on Zeng Jin, and he snorted coldly. How did this old puppet reprimand him not long ago?

"Haha!"

Liang Guogong Ning Shuo laughed loudly, venting all the fear of being controlled by Jinyiwei and the fear of death. He is about to inherit his father's legacy and ascend the throne as emperor. When connecting in tandem, it was the banner of King Wei, but Xiao Zhongtang and Peng Shangshu liked to push him to the throne.

"Haha!"

Peng Wei, the right attendant of the ministry, laughed heartily. He is from Suzhou, and he is from Donglin Party! How much has been experienced over the years? Needless to say, the danger of the battle for succession is needless to say. My friend Li Kuandu has returned to his hometown. Now, it is finally bitter and sweet, and he can't help but make a crazy gesture!

"Hehe..."Liu Anyi, the head of the household, smiled. He is now the leader of the Donglin Party.

What has become of Suzhou today? It has long ceased to be the base of the Donglin Party. Everything is blamed on Jia Huan. Now, then, it's all over! Political suppression, economic encroachment, and public opinion criticism!

Neutral officials are waiting for the coup to come to an end. I don't know, how many people will fall to the ground, how many people will ruin their families, and how many people will be out of the subsequent power shuffle!

Queen Zhen, who was sitting in the middle of the side hall, put her arms around her son Ning Yan and gently patted him on the shoulder to soothe his emotions, "Yan'er, don't be afraid!" ”。 The expression is cold, today's situation is just death! She would never be like Empress Yang eleven years ago, respected as the queen mother, and then act cooperatively.

Ning Yan is thirteen years old, not an ignorant teenager. At this moment, he was trembling all over. He knew that the rebels had won, and he, the crown prince, would definitely be the first to be killed. Many years ago, Mr. Jia gave a demonstration of how to coup d'état to hundreds of officials in Beijing. Kill him, supporters, and there will be no backbone.

Xiao Pi, a university scholar, was calm and leisurely at the moment, drinking tea slowly, and asked Ning Xiao, the princess of Yongqing who was sitting at the top of the side hall and beside Queen Zhen, "Eldest princess, what is the use of you detaining us?" Now, it's over! ”

Everyone knows that the core of the royalist party is the eldest princess Ning Xiao!

This is not only because the Yongxing Heavenly Son trusts her, but also because of her relationship with Jia Huan. In the temple boss, many things are not secrets. She can be said to be a spokesperson for Jia Huan.

Ning Xiao was dressed in a pink palace dress and did not speak. At this time, what else is there to say? In her heart, she let out a long sigh: Jia Lang, where are you now? The situation in Beijing has collapsed.

Ning Ru's expression was calm and he sat in the chair. He knew that the situation was already at the end of the mountain. As for how the rebels will deal with the aftermath, that is later, and now they can't protect the prince and the queen. At that time, what will be the benefit of Ziyu going to Beijing?

"Alas...," Jia Zheng sighed deeply and shook his head. I was depressed, as if I had aged many years.

"Bastard." Ning Cheng gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. watched Xiao Pi show off his power in front of his sister! If Mr. Jia is in Beijing, when will it be the turn of these bastards to be arrogant?

King Beijing, the Governor of Zuodu, pursed his lips lightly. The laughter I heard in my ears was quite harsh. He knew how proud Champa was at this time!

The human heart is insufficient, and the snake swallows the elephant. The new martial arts group and the old martial arts group have been integrated, and now the seniority in the army is about several phases of the martial arts hall. However, Champa Hou and his followers clearly wanted more.

How good would it be if Ziyu was still "secluded" in Dongzhuang Town outside the city? It's a pity that Ziyu loves the beautiful scenery and style of the south of the Yangtze River. Perhaps, Jiangnan left him too many good memories.

Cai Yi's expression was gloomy and he drank tea.

The rebels stormed Daming Palace under the pressure of the Beijing camp, and all their plans were floating clouds! His personal honor and disgrace do not matter whether he lives or dies. Xiao Pi, Peng Shijun, Liu Anyi and others really have the ability to govern the country? Donglin Party!

Ziyu shouldn't have promoted these people by Qi Zhongtang that day. In the eighth year of Yongxing, when Qi Zhongtang was a scholar, he should not have promised Zeng Jin to take over as the first assistant. Ziyu is in Jinling, will he regret it when he learns about the situation at this moment?

Ji Cheng rubbed his eyebrows. In this case, no matter how much he has to do it, he can't do it. Man is a knife, I am a fish!

He knew the inside information: Peng Shijun and others were engaged in tandem when Zi was sick last winter, and Jinyiwei detected it. The news had already been reported to the head of the Jinling Academy. Otherwise, how did the Fenwu Battalion come out last night?

The head of the academy should set off from Jinling at this moment and rush to Beijing. However, will he be able to catch up?

Wei Yuanzhi's eyes were gloomy, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, looking at the performance of everyone in the side hall. He has been upright all his life, and seeing that the Yongxing and prosperous world he participated in creating is about to be destroyed at the hands of this group of villains, who can he say about the resentment in his heart?

If Jia Ziyu is in the capital, even if the Son of Yongxing Heaven drives the crane to the west, who can afford the waves? The point is, where is Ziyu now?

Hu Xuan, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and Li Si, the emperor of the left capital, sat next to each other. The two smiled wryly.

Although they were recognized as undisciplined people in the Manchu Dynasty. But, big husband, who doesn't have a little bit of political ideals? Do you want to turn your head to Peng Shijun's subordinates again? With the faces of both of them, it is difficult for them to accept such a change.

There is gossip circulating in the side hall that Jia Huan has set off from Jinling. Perhaps, only he can turn the tide. But, what about time?

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Everyone's thoughts happen in a very short period of time. The atmosphere in the temple has also changed in this very short time!

A large number of infantry battalion soldiers poured into the square in front of the Qinzheng Palace, and artillery was constantly pushed over, adding up to intimidate everyone in the palace. With the commander of the front guard division of the palace so that Xie Whale was killed, the front guard division of the palace collapsed, and here in the side hall, only more than 100 brocade guards were left to defend.

The infantry camp did not attack in a big way, but it was just a rat trap.

As both sides shouted and threatened each other, time passed slowly.

After half a ring, Peng Shijun slowly stood up. The eyes of everyone in the side hall fell on him. He was dressed in a scarlet robe of the second grade, and at the age of fifty-seven, he ignored the two firearms pointed at him, looked around at everyone, and said: "Princess, the Son of Heaven of Yongxing is not in the right position, it's time to change and return the throne to Zhengshuo!" ”

Peng Shijun walked to the middle of the side hall, arched his hand to Ning Xiao, and said, "Your Royal Highness the eldest princess, such a stalemate makes no sense at all. If you want to push, then we will push. See what the human heart is like? As he spoke, he faced the hundred officials and said loudly: "This official recommended Ning Shuo, the son of the King of Jin, to inherit the great treasure. Who is for and who is against? ”

The temple is silent!

Peng Shangshu's words are quite shameless. When the soldiers come to the city and ask who is against it, how many people will stand up and say, "I am against it"? His so-called Tingtui is just looking for a good excuse. The practice of cheeky black face!

At this moment, bursts of cheers suddenly came from the gate of Daming Palace, shouting and killing! The sound of the wave from small to big, from far to near, like an unstoppable wave, the water of the Yellow River came from the sky!

"Boom!"

Countless soldiers in red robes poured into the Heart Cultivation Hall and rushed into the Qinzheng Hall Square in the Xinuan Pavilion. Squad after squad of soldiers! With flintlock pistols and bayonets, it was like a rushing flood!

"Bachelor Jia pardons the soldiers of the military camp and is not guilty, only the first evil!"

"Bachelor Jia pardons the soldiers of the military camp and is not guilty, only the first evil!"

The shouts of the soldiers instantly assimilated the infantry battalion in the array, and Chen Qian, the deputy commander of the infantry battalion, and all those who wanted to resist were all quickly taken down. The sound of the slogan was clearly transmitted into the side hall.

With the territory of the country and the size of the world, who is called Jia?

There is only one person: Jia Huan!

The phalanxes of the soldiers of the Beijing camp and the infantry camp gradually separated, and a scholar wearing a navy blue robe walked in. Wearing a Tang scarf, he is quite tall and walks calmly. The expression is calm and magnificent.

In the side hall, almost all the officials stood up. Look at the scholar who appeared in the square.

"Haha!" "Haha!" Ning Cheng laughed loudly, pointed at Peng Shijun, who was stunned in the side hall, and shouted loudly with all his strength: "I, Mr. Jia, are against it!" ”nt

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