Chapter 705

It was not that there were no soldiers around Chang'an, the 3,000 fish and dragon guards in the imperial palace, the 20,000 city defense troops responsible for guarding Chang'an, and the Jingzhou soldiers distributed throughout Jingzhou, and the total strength of Jingzhou reached a terrifying 300,000.

Of course, most of these soldiers are in the hands of the Prime Minister's Office, and the army is full of the Prime Minister's cronies. It was Li Letian who issued a military order, maybe the prime minister nodded, otherwise he would not be able to mobilize a single soldier.

As an emperor, it is no wonder that Li Letian is depressed all day long.

Li Letian had an account in his heart, calculating how many troops he could use. In fact, he is not short of cronies, when he was guarding Chang'an, Li Letian led the soldiers to fight to the death, and he was still very prestigious among the low-level soldiers.

But this time, Li Letian didn't dare to contact anyone. There are many people talking, and once the news leaks, this matter is their own lifeline.

He just quietly calculated in his heart that the 800 soldiers of Baili Sheng, as well as his own cronies in the Fish Dragon Guard, were only 2,000 troops. Relying on these forces to wrestle with the entrenched prime minister is indeed a bit self-sufficient.

If there is a choice, Li Letian will definitely not take this step, and the problem is that he has no choice now.

Li Letian was going to do something, he didn't want to be someone's puppet, so he took a risk, and it seemed to be a matter of course to be an outlaw.

The night was long and quiet.

After the curfew, there was no one on the long street, except for the occasional few green buildings, and the sound of singing and dancing instruments sounded in several courtyards.

Behind these, there is probably the support of the nobles of Wang and Sun, and the curfew, it is ordinary people who are banned, so naturally they cannot be banned.

On Chang'an Street, a small sedan chair went out of the house, and the four sedan chair drivers were all strong young people, walking like flying, but the sedan chair was not shaking.

Until he arrived in front of the palace gate, Cui Yunjian got off the sedan chair, straightened his official uniform, and looked at the towering palace wall in front of him.

At night, I received a message from the palace, saying that there was something important to discuss. As for what it was, the sender did not say. It was originally Cui Xiang who was invited, but Cui Xiang couldn't come for some reason, so only Cui Yunjian came over for a run.

He stepped across the palace gate and walked inside with his official uniform. The palace wall is a little deep, and at night, Ouchi is still quite quiet, plain and white with an eerie taste. In the palace courtyard, except for a small yellow gate leading the way in front, there are almost no human figures.

There is still a long distance from here to the place where the Son of Heaven lives, Cui Yunjian walks with his head buried in his heart, and he can't help but wonder in his heart: What kind of mood will the Son of Heaven be like every day when he lives here.

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, one hand can set off the wind and rain, and the other hand can disperse the wind and clouds. There are the rarest treasures in the world, the most touching women...... The whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister. I can say I don't want anything in this world, but I won't give it to you, and you can't touch it.

Cui Yunjian took a long breath, he was not an ambitious person, and he had never thought about that chair in his life. But now it's different, and now I'm very close to that chair.

As long as you wave your hand, you can drive the person in the chair down.

If God doesn't take it, he will be blamed. My father once said that the Cui family is not opposed. However, the chair was placed in front of him, did he really want to refuse?

"Master Cui, it's here. The little yellow door stood in front of the main hall and stopped.

"Wow. Cui Yunjian suddenly came back to his senses, straightened his official uniform for the last time, and stepped into the main hall.

Inside the main hall, the lights are bright. A young man in a black robe sat in front of the bookcase, with a dragon robe and a purple and gold crown, with a compelling momentum.

Cui Yunjian knelt down on his knees and said, "Weichen knocks to see Your Majesty." ”

After that, Cui Yunjian couldn't wait to give himself a slap, he really couldn't control his knees. Kneeling down just now seemed to be the reaction of a subconscious body, and I didn't have time to think about it at all.

"Lord Cui......" The Son of Heaven put down the book in his hand and said slowly: "Why didn't Lord Cui Xiang come?"

"Your Majesty, my father is suffering from a slight illness, and I ask Your Majesty for forgiveness. ”

"Are you sick? The Son of Heaven muttered, waved his hand and said, "If you don't come, you won't come, you can't talk about forgiveness, after all, your body is important, and Master Cui Xiang's illness is not serious, right?"

"I am tired of Your Majesty's worries, my father only occasionally feels a cold, and he will be cured in two days, which is not serious. ”

"It's good if it's not serious, it's good if it's not serious. ”

The Son of Heaven sighed, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or regretful.

Cui Yunjian raised his head, beating a drum in his heart, and asked, "I don't know what happened when His Majesty summoned his ministers late at night?"

"It's not a big deal. The Son of Heaven said: "Lord Cui came to see, can you recognize this sword?"

Cui Yunjian got up at this time and slowly approached the dragon book case, only to see a long sword on it.

He nodded and said, "This is the sword of the Son of Heaven left by the first emperor to His Majesty, and he holds this sword to rule the mountains and rivers of the empire." ”

"Yes, at the beginning, my father picked the iron of Tianshan Mountain to cast thirteen swords, the first sword of the Son of Heaven, and the twelfth sword of the princes. The sword of the Son of Heaven was held by the first emperor, and twelve swords were awarded to the twelve princes. But does Master Cui know that there is a sword in addition to these thirteen swords. ”

Cui Yunjian nodded: "There is also a puppet sword, which was originally in the hands of the Six Princes, and later fell into the hands of Cheng Dalei's thief. ”

"That's right, Cheng Dalei still has a sword in his hand. A few days ago, he sent me a letter, saying that the Piff Sword was given to him by the first emperor, and it was the last order of the first emperor to kill all the ministers in the world with the Puff sword. Li Letian said with a smile.

Cui Yunjian also smiled: "Haha, this traitor is too whimsical, and there are a few people in the world who will believe this kind of open-mouthed words." ”

"No, what he said is true, I have sent someone to Liangzhou and named him the king of Liangzhou. ”

The smile on Li Letian's face gradually solidified, Cui Yunjian subconsciously raised his head, and was shocked to find that the emperor in front of him was still a high-ranking emperor of the empire. With vicious eyes and a hideous expression, he is clearly an outlaw who is cornered on the street and loses red eyes.

"Your Majesty......"

"The Piff Sword can cut the world, who can the Son of Heaven Sword kill?" Li Letian asked through gritted teeth.

Cui Yunjian subconsciously took a step back, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong with today's events.

The Son of Heaven drew his sword, approached step by step, and said word by word: "I am the son of today, the world is mine, I will kill whoever I want." ”

Cui Yunjian subconsciously retreated, and suddenly remembered that the emperor in front of him was not only a pampered emperor, but also a master who could fight Lin Shaoyu on a horse.

And Cui Yunjian himself is really a weak scholar who does not touch the spring water with his fingers.

"Come, come, come......"

Li Letian laughed and said: "This is the palace, it is my palace, you called someone, who came, did you come to kill me?"

The mountain and river sword slashed off, cutting Cui Yunjian's neck with a blood line, blood gushing out, opening his mouth wide, there was something he wanted to say but couldn't say.

"Son of Heaven...... Lose your marbles. ”