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Chapter 41 Rebellion

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Yan Nanfei was a little impatient. If the grandson asked him to rush out to kill people now, or anything else. But now, even though Fengyang City is full of dangers, he can't do anything. This feeling of powerlessness makes him very uncomfortable.

The footsteps outside were getting closer and closer, and Yan Nanfei could see the mud accumulated on the roof and began to slide down.

A familiar smell of Xiao Sha came, Yan Nanfei shook his head in disgust, and the Xiuchun Knife in his hand tightened.

"Embroidered Uniform Guard! Protect His Highness the Grand Prince!"

Yan Nan flew across the sword and shouted at the Jinyiwei around the courtyard.

A group of Jinyiwei took the order in unison, some jumped to the roof of the courtyard wall, and some began to move towards Zhu Zhanji.

However, Zhu Zhanji suddenly stood up at this time and looked back at the room: "Have you finished eating the meat? It's time to work after you finish eating!"

As the sound rang out, Hongyi slowly walked out of the room, and had already held a long sword in his hand. The redyi on her body looked bloody at this time.

Hongyi faced Zhu Zhanji's smile and nodded slightly. She now wanted to know what her efforts over the years were like.

Yan Nanfei was a little confused. He had naturally known Hongyi's identity in the East Palace for years in Nanjing, and also knew that this girl had learned martial arts with her grandson since she was a child, and even practiced more than Taisun.

But he always felt that this girl probably had nothing to do in the palace and had to play with her, and at most she had stronger perseverance.

Yan Nanfei was thinking about whether he should be in front of Taisun next time.

Zhu Zhanji was already walking outside in red clothes.

Yan Nanfei was shocked and hurriedly chased after him: "Your Highness, what are you doing?"

Zhu Zhanji kept walking: "Of course I have to go out and see who actually wanted my life."

Yan Nanfei was shocked and hurriedly said, "You are going out? This matter must not be done! I don't know what chaos is going on outside now. If what happened if you go out now..."

"Don't refuse!"

Zhu Zhanji stopped, which made Yan Nanfei happy, and he thought that the grandson was not going out again.

But Zhu Zhanji said: "If I die, you are not qualified to be buried with me..."

After saying that, Zhu Zhanji continued to move forward. Soon after, he had already left the backyard and headed towards the left-behind yamen.

Behind him, the red clothes always maintained a fixed distance, and the red clothes fluttered.

Yan Nanfei became more and more irritable, so he had to turn around and shout in the backyard: "Leave two people to watch here, and the others follow me to protect the grandson!"

After the order was given, everyone followed Yan Nanfei straight out of the backyard and rushed to the front.

Zhu Zhanji appeared in front of the left-behind yamen with a red dress for a while.

At this time, the left-behind officials who had already received the news were already gone, and the building was empty.

The life and death of the grandson does not matter to them, and the Ming Dynasty does not lack heirs. But if all the people from Fengyang Guards surrounded them, they would be the ones who died.

The servants left a little hurry and seemed very chaotic. The ground was covered in mess in front of the yamen, and many valuable things were gone, and the thick door was half open and half closed.

Zhu Zhanji left the yamen and stood on the steps outside, and saw an old man sitting next to him.

This is an old man who usually watches the door.

Zhu Zhanji couldn't help but laugh: "Brother-in-law, why don't you leave?"

The old man looked at Zhu Zhanji with a squinted look. He was too old and could not see clearly. He couldn't tell what he said in front of him. The old voice slowly came out: "Let's go? Why do I leave, old man, and where are I going?"

Zhu Zhanji replied: "The Fengyang Guards have rebelled and they have already come here. If you don't leave at this time, you may not be able to leave."

The old man knocked on the pole on his back and said calmly: "Rebellion? Who dares to rebel these days? Rebellion in Fengyang City, who do they want to kill? I'm afraid they're all crazy."

Zhu Zhanji was even more happy: "They want to kill me, the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty. My father-in-law, you might as well hide first."

The old man probably doesn't understand the current Ming Dynasty: "The Emperor's Crown? There was the Emperor's Crown in the Ming Dynasty? You are quite handsome and have the style of an old man back then, why are you so good at bragging?"

Zhu Zhanji didn't want to speak. He felt that his demeanor was unreplicable and could probably be considered unprecedented. This old man was blind and was taking advantage of him.

He wanted to make more jokes with the old man, and then the voice of the red clothes behind him had already come.

"Fengyangwei is here."

As Hongyi finished speaking, at the end of the road far in front of the yamen, a Ming army flag flashed out, and a cavalry was sitting high under the flagpole.

The horse's hooves moved forward, and teams of Ming soldiers followed.

The huge military flag was higher than the roofs on both sides, and the iron armor was bursting with a hint of cold wind.

Yan Nanfei rushed out with his men, arranged in an array under the steps in front of the yamen, and a series of embroidered spring swords were desheathed out, and a cold light suddenly appeared.

Yan Nanfei angrily questioned: "The Grand Prince of the Ming Dynasty is here, what do you mean by what you want!"

"We are here to find the commander and protect the safety of the grandson."

Fengyangwei put forward such slogans as discussed before when he left the camp.

Yan Nanfei looked angry and scolded: "The officers and soldiers of the Daming Guard are not allowed to go out without orders! If the court knows what you are doing today, you will definitely be killed! Now that you are back to the camp, the grandson can do nothing to blame!"

"I won't wait until the commander!"

"Not going back!"

"Not going back!"

For a moment, the two sides fell into a stalemate.

There are tall buildings in the city, and there are people above them.

"Do you really regret the Fengyangwei people?"

"These people were just blinded by anger, but they were just able to be used by us."

"Have all the staff arranged in place?"

"Just wait for your order..."

"Okay! As long as Zhu Zhanji dies in Fengyang City, Fengyang Guards will not be able to escape. The court will be furious, but I don't know who killed him. It's great!"

Behind the courtyard wall, two heads were stretched out under the apricot tree that stretched out. It was the man and girl who were still rushing on the official road in the rain that day.

The girl looked at the groups of officers and soldiers outside excitedly: "Okay, if these officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty rebelled, we may not be able to do it. It's a pity that the sword in my hand can't be used."

The man stretched out the girl's head too far, let Hui pull it away, and then said, "Zhu Zhanji is not a reckless person. In recent years, how many people in the court can always be favored by Zhu Di, but he is the only one. This is his ability. Fengyangwei is surrounded by them now, but do you really think they dare to kill Zhu Zhanji?"

The girl turned around: "Then they worked so hard and did this, what exactly were they going to do?"

The man patted the girl's head: "If I know everything, can I still use it to lie here?"

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