The moment the cavalry rushed out of the city gate, Chang Sheng knew that he was defeated.

But he couldn't figure it out.

According to his observation, the defenders of Chang'an City had long since rotted away, and it was difficult for the Jinwu Guards to catch the thieves. As for the reinforcements, who had heard of anyone in Chang'an rebelling in the past hundreds of years?

The defenders had already lost their vigilance from top to bottom.

With just one attack, the battle is decided.

He heard someone calling Huang Chunhui.

A mouthful of old blood spurted out immediately.

Huang Chunhui!

Why is that old dog here?

In order to rebel, Chang Sheng ordered his junior brother Dehong to lead the army in training outside all year round.

Logically speaking, all this is not bad, right?

But Huang Chunhui, a washed-up veteran, killed him with one slap.

The cavalry have broken through.

The army composed of strong men was instantly defeated.

Chang Sheng looked at Dehong and asked him countless times how the army was doing. Dehong answered countless times: elites, who will not lose to the elites of any powerful army in the world.

Chang Sheng felt at ease.

Is this the elite?

Is this what you said, the elite who can easily defeat the Chang'an garrison?

But he forgot that no matter how much practice he has, anyone who has never seen blood or fought with an enemy is still a rookie.

In northern Xinjiang, such rookies will be mixed into the army, and the old soldiers, that is, the elder brothers will lead them into battle.

Brother, what he does most of the time is babysitting.

This is inheritance.

But there is no inheritance at all in Jianyun Temple.

The joy in my heart turned into ice and snow, pouring down from my head.

"withdraw!"

In the chaos, Chang Sheng took one last look at Chang'an City.

Tall and majestic, it deserves to be called the most majestic city in the world.

The emperor in the city was sneering at this moment.

"That old dog!"

No one knows whether the emperor was talking about Chang Sheng or Huang Chunhui.

"Can he be so kind?" As soon as the emperor's suspicion broke out, he began to wonder why Huang Chunhui appeared there at the right time.

"Keep an eye on the Huang family, keep an eye on the city."

"yes."

"How is the battle going? Are there any reinforcements?" the emperor asked.

Han Shitou said: "There is no news yet."

"You have a rest." The emperor pointed to another chamberlain, "Go and find out the news."

"Yes." The chamberlain glanced at Han Shitou with envy, thinking that he was indeed Young Supervisor Han. This time, His Majesty could be closer to him than to his own children and grandchildren.

The chamberlain ran out and saw two chamberlains running towards him.

"Good news, good news!"

"shut up!"

The chamberlain stopped and shouted: "Don't scare your Majesty, come on, tell us where the good news came from?"

When it comes to repaying victory, it is naturally better for us to do it!

The chamberlain made a good plan, but the emperor didn't come out.

"Your Majesty, the rebels have been defeated and our army is chasing them."

"good."

The emperor made a fist with one hand and struck the palm of his left hand, "The traitor Chang Sheng must be captured alive. I want to ask him why he is so ungrateful and ungrateful."

To be honest, he was really interested in Chang Sheng and Jianyun Temple.

A second-rate Fangwai sect, after following Conglong's success, he has been firmly in the position of the leader of Fangwai for many years, with countless land and people in his hands, and all cultivation is clearly for enjoyment.

Not enough?

"People's hearts are not enough!" The emperor looked back, and when he saw Han Shitou, his eyes turned gentle.

Stone is still the most loyal.

"Your Majesty, the abbot of the country would like to see you."

The important ministers came and after learning the specific situation, they all criticized Chang Sheng and Jianyun Guan.

But after going out, Zheng Qi said to Yang Songcheng: "Jianyun Temple has countless fields and people, and whoever replaces it will have different intentions. This is clearly caused by His Majesty's poison!"

Yang Songcheng sighed softly, "I don't care about this. What I care about is that Shi Zhongtang rebelled in the south, and Yang Ni's army went south in the north. The world is in turmoil. At this moment, Jianyunguan rebels. It seems vulnerable and ends like a farce. But wait and see Think, what is this?”

"Dangerous situation of internal and external troubles." someone exclaimed.

"This is always the case at the end of a dynasty."

"Has the Tang Dynasty also fallen into this state?"

Of course this is already the case... Thinking that at the court meeting at the end of last year, the ministers were still praising the prosperous times of the Great Qian Dynasty, but in a blink of an eye, the country was in a dilapidated situation, Yang Songcheng couldn't help but feel a little confused.

He had been planning for many years and just wanted the King of Yue to ascend the throne.

When the King of Yue ascends the throne, the power of the Yang family can take another step forward.

Without rebellion, this is the only way to go.

Next, it is a matter of the next generation.

The Yang family is so powerful that the next generation may have some thoughts that they shouldn't have, but Yang Songcheng is not prepared to take care of it.

If you want to change the dynasty, that's your business.

The people of my generation only want to lay the foundation for you and others. The rest is a blessing and a curse that I don’t know and I don’t want to know.

This is the aristocratic family version of children and grandchildren having their own children and grandchildren.

However, I still made cattle and horses for my children and grandchildren.

Yang Songcheng had a hint of self-deprecation on his lips.

Now, everything he did was in vain.

If the south falls and the north falls, the emperor will still have Guanzhong and Shu.

However, the emperor occupied the great righteousness.

As for the situation, when the Chen Kingdom was overthrown and the grass-headed kings in the world were fighting in a melee, the family members were immobile, they struck from behind and still easily conquered the country.

Now, at least we still have Guanzhong and Shu in our hands, which is enough!

Yang Songcheng regained his fighting spirit.

"Zheng Qi."

"Guozhang."

Yang Songcheng ordered: "I must remind your majesty that it is fortunate that Huang Chunhui is here today, otherwise Chang'an would not be safe. Those who have merit must be rewarded, and you are a wise king!"

Listen to this, why does it sound sarcastic?

Zheng Qi whispered: "Your Majesty will be angry."

"I want to make him angry." Yang Songcheng was furious. "How long has it been, and he is still playing with women in the troupe with all his composure. How shameless? He is shameless, so I will give him a slap in the face."

Later, the palace sent someone to the Huang family and rewarded him with 100,000 yuan.

"Aye."

The whole family was extremely happy.

Ever since Huang Chunhui became an official, the Huang family has felt a bit precarious. After eating this meal, they may have to eat underground for the next meal.

But the emperor actually rewarded him with 100,000 yuan, which shows that he changed his view of the Huang family.

What a joy!

The old wife said happily: "Put it up."

The most respectful way to offer something as a reward from the emperor is to offer it to the emperor by burning three sticks of incense in the morning and evening... It is not a request, but a gesture to show it to the emperor.
To be continued...