Xinguo Duke's Mansion.

The spacious study room was filled with people, all of whom were the generals of the Twelve Guards of the Imperial Guards, sitting withered like wood carvings, with a depressing atmosphere.

They came here at night to ask for a meeting with Han Bingye. After all, the atmosphere in the city has been strange these days. The seemingly true orders made them irritated, so they came to the mansion to ask for a clear understanding.

However, after coming in, I didn't see anyone, but instead filled a lot of tea.

"When will we wait? Could it be that the Duke of the State is really sick?"

"Get out of here, you are sick, even if you are sick, your grandfather won't be sick!"

"Why don't you see anyone? A bunch of brothers in the camp are waiting!"

"Why don't you go in and have a look?"

"Dare you dare?"

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Just when everyone was anxious, Han Tong, the housekeeper of the mansion, came over and bowed, "Everyone, please wait a moment, General Zang and Changshi Yao, please follow me in!"

The two people sitting in the first seat stood up, one was Zang Xiong, the deputy commander of the Imperial Army, who was burly and magnanimous, and the other was Yao Zonghou, the chief of Sima, with a long beard, and a shrewd and old man.

Both of them are literary and military, and they are Han Bingye's most trusted subordinates.

As soon as they left, the room was in an instant because everyone knew that the result was about to come out.

After passing through the corridor of the study, turning over an archway, he came to a small courtyard.

The yard is very simple, with a small path made of pebbles, flowers and plants planted on both sides, and a ginkgo tree with lush branches and leaves. At this time, Han Bingye was standing under the tree with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky, looking at the calm.

"General!" Zang Xiong and Yao Zonghou bowed their fists.

"Um!"

Han Bingye asked, "Is there a quarrel outside?"

"We have been here for a long time and have not been able to see the prince. We are inevitably a little anxious. Please ask the prince to atone for his sins!" Yao Zonghou made a smooth move.

Han Bingye turned around and asked, "What do you think?"

"Of course I listen to the master!"

Zang Xiong could not stand Yao Zonghou's ink traces. Now there were only three of them in the yard, so there was nothing to hide from: "The Twelve Guards of the Imperial Guards are ready, and they just waited for the order of the Lord, and they were in an instant to turn the earth!"

He looked harsh and excited, and he reached out and flipped it down hard.

"No!"

Yao Zonghou interrupted quickly and bowed and said, "Your Majesty, please tell me, that a humble position is not a second-mindedness, but this is indeed not a good time to take action! First, we have no status and are unpopular. Even if we attack the palace, we will definitely not be supported by all officials, and it may not last long. Second, although the imperial guards under the imperial guards are large, the Empress Dowager's army also have the Shence Army and the Longwu Army, especially the 30,000 Longwu Army led by Gao Hongnian, which are elite troops left in the battle of Tongguan. If he is determined to fight to the death, the outcome will be unknown. Third, don't forget that there are vassal kings outside Chang'an City, and they are eyeing the court. Once we rebel, they will definitely send troops to attack. How to deal with it then?"

"We only barely take advantage of the time, place and people. At this time, we will be very difficult to achieve success. Once we take this step, it will be difficult to turn back!"

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Yao Zonghou was resolutely anti-war, and he was more inclined to control the court through coups, such as boiling frogs in warm water, and proceeding step by step.

Zang Xiong was contrary to him and said angrily: "It's time to come, do you still want to live in peace? What if the empress dowager takes action first? If we take us in one fell swoop, we can only wait to die!"

Yao Zonghou glanced at Han Bingye and explained: "I think the Empress Dowager dared not take action. The 100,000 imperial guards are not decorations. If there is a mess, no one can think of it. In the end, they will only give up the vassal kings for nothing. With a humble position, the Empress Dowager's fear of the vassal kings is deeper than us. After all, those are the Dragon Sons and the Grandsons!"

Zang Xiong couldn't find any rebuttal words, and finally snorted coldly: "Do you think... do you think... you really treat yourself as a fortune teller?"

Yao Zonghou ignored him and said to Han Bingye: "The most important thing now is balance! There are some misunderstandings between us and the Queen Mother, but they are all controllable. The reason why the trouble is to this point is all because of Hu Jitian. He wants to be the prime minister, so he instigated the Duke to help him, which aroused the Queen Mother's vigilance!"

"Mr., our foundation is the position of the Imperial Guard and the Prime Minister. Although it is an opportunity for you, it is not enough to be lost. Even if we don't get it in the end, we will not lose anything. Judging from the humble position, it is already a bit unworthy of the loss to this point!"

Han Bingye seemed to have all kinds of emotions, and finally turned into a deep sigh: "I didn't force it at first, but the empress dowager took the opportunity to capture Hu Jitian. Over the years, he helped me a lot openly and secretly. I can't stand by death and refuse to save me!"

He is not a fool, and he is actually very clear in his heart that he will most likely not succeed when he rebelled at this time.

That's why he refused to see the generals outside, worried that he would be driven to the shelves.

All officials in the court, personal troops outside the city, and vassal kings from all over the country... which one is easy to get along with?

He really has no confidence!

And from the bottom of his heart, he actually didn't want to rebel. Now he is less than one person, more than ten thousand people, so why bother to risk his life for that chair?

Even if he succeeds in the end, can he really sit steadily?

It is likely that you will end up in a state of death!

What he has always asked for is that the Han family has been passed down from generation to generation, and their descendants will always be rich and prosperous!

Yao Zonghou saw his thoughts and bowed: "The matter of Shangshu Hu can always be negotiated. Why don't the prince take a step back and sell the queen mother to face?"

Duke Xin fell into silence.

The night passed like this. In the next few days, the atmosphere in Chang'an City became more and more tense. Even ordinary people noticed something strange, and pedestrians on the street became much more depressed.

The morning court, which was once every three days, continued. Duke Han Bingye of Xinguo suddenly sent someone to resign, saying that he was old and weak, sick and unable to take charge of the imperial guards anymore. He asked himself to resign as General Cheqi and Cavalry, and asked the Empress Dowager to approve him.

It was like time stagnating, and the court fell into silence in an instant, and the needle could be heard.

Fortunately, the empress dowager quickly responded and directly rejected the memorial. Then she praised Han Bingye, saying that he worked hard and made great contributions and devoted himself to the country. The court could not do without him. She then sent an imperial physician to the Duke's Office for treatment, so that he could take good care of his illness and serve the country after he recovered.

After receiving the order, Han Bingye cried bitterly on his sickbed, knelt down to thank him, and vowed to serve the country with his own will and never give up...

After a perfect show, the effect was remarkable. The atmosphere in Chang'an City, which had been tense for more than half a month, relaxed instantly and shattered many rumors invisibly, and both sides were very satisfied.

The next day, the Empress Dowager sent someone to the Duke's Mansion to express his condolences and rewarded many medicinal materials, which seemed to break some kind of ban. The ministers in the court followed closely and entered the palace to visit, expressing their hope that he would get better soon.

Han Bingye only regarded it as a wind in his ears, and still kept his door closed on the grounds of being unwell.

Until the left prime minister Lu Yizhong entered the mansion and talked with him in the study for more than an hour, but he didn't know what he said. The next day his illness was cured and he returned to the court to participate in politics.

On this day, the imperial guards outside the city were mobilized on a large scale, approaching twenty miles outside Chang'an City. The Shence Army and the Longwu Army confronted him from afar, ready to go.

It was not until the morning court that Han Bingye came out safely from the palace, and the two sides tacitly returned to the base, as if nothing had happened.
Chapter completed!