In front of the Suzaku Street in front of the Prime Minister's House, the crowd was crowded with shoulders, but a large open space was given up. A yellow cow that was found from somewhere. The cow's head was painted with ochre red patterns, but the circle of eyes was drawn with ink, and two sharp knives tied to the horns of the cow, which looked scary. - The crowd around kept cheering, a servant was holding the cow's nose, two people pressing the cow's back, and a Confucian scholar tied a string of firecrackers on the ox's tail, shook the fire sticks, and shook his hand proudly around.

A huge cheer burst out from the crowd again: "Good!" "Look at Tian Dan's fire bull formation!" He then lit the lead and retreated. The crowd around him also pushed and shoved. A mad cow had just stepped on the person to death.

"Who is this?" Shi Tingjian frowned and said, "Acting?"

"Quyang and Liu Zige, I can't persuade you, and I want to show off my limelight." Zhang Wei looked at the imperial guards gathered in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion and whispered, "But it's okay, after testing for so long, it seems that there are only so many guards in the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Shi Tingjian nodded and said in a deep voice: "You can't delay any longer. Concentrate your manpower and prepare more cattle, horses and chariots. You can rush in and rush straight to the signing room. Even if you can't find Chen Dong, you can drive him out." He looked back at the thick smoke rising from the city, and his eyes were filled with worries. He remembered that because of himself and others, the people of Ezhou suffered a catastrophe and were innocently injured. There were countless people who died in the family. Shi Tingjian felt a little bored in his chest. He hoped to end the farce as soon as possible and restore order in the capital.

While the two were talking, firecrackers burst and the onlookers also started to cheer excitedly, shouting to drive away the scalpers. The scalpers were frightened and kept crying while circling in the same place. Several bold idle men poked it with bamboo poles. The scalpers in pain lowered their heads and rushed forward desperately. The firecrackers hang around the ox's tail and crackled. The cow weighed more than a thousand pounds, and the momentum of running wildly was even more scary than that of a war horse. Before the cow could reach the ox, the imperial guards lined up dispersed first.

"Oh my god!" "Run!"

The soldiers were pale and shouted, and instinctively avoided the running cow. Several people were knocked down by the running cow, and they screamed immediately, regardless of whether they were injured or not. The people who were hiding around blocked the scalpers' way. The shocked cow rushed back and forth several times in the crowd, and then they ran to the place where there was no one panting.

"It's really a wine bag!" Zhang Wei cursed in a complicated mood, "The people's fat and folk ointment in the Song Dynasty have raised such a batch of rice buckets."

At this time, the originally strict formation was almost collapsed, and all the soldiers were panicked. Some even fell to the ground with muskets. The officers almost punched and kicked the soldiers to return to the queue. &&Watching these poor ghosts with pale faces, they looked as innocent as the girl forced to come out to pick up the guests in the yard. The crowd of onlookers burst into loud laughter, and many people were as happy as watching lanterns and juggling during Lantern Festival.

Zhao Xingde stood in the signing room. He had been in the army for a long time and had a sense of fighting spirit, as if a tiger breaking into the vegetarian camp, which was a little out of place with the surrounding environment. He looked around and asked, "Let me lead the troops to quell the chaos. I am not afraid that I will simply take down Ezhou and take the army in Shu to advance eastward along the river. Taking advantage of the opportunity of the Song Dynasty's court's destruction and the leaderless group, he helped Xia seize half of the southeast?"

Wen Xun's face was a little embarrassed and he didn't say anything. His worries had been snatched by Zhao Xingde in front of him. In front of him was the weakest time of the Song Dynasty's court, and handing over military power to Zhao Xingde's hands was like a gamble. On one side of the balance was the military achievements that helped Xia destroy Song, and on the other side was just this person's conscience.

"If this is true," Chen Dong looked straight into Zhao Xingde's eyes and replied calmly, "As the Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty, I will give an explanation to the subjects of the world. But now, personal honor and disgrace should be ignored, and I have decided." He emphasized his tone, "Now, it is your responsibility to restore order in the capital."

Before Zhao Xingde could speak, he heard footsteps ringing loudly. Someone outside shouted: "Master Prime Minister, it's not good. The rioters are preparing to attack in!" Before he finished speaking, an official ran in panic and knelt in and said, "The rioters found cattle, horses and livestock from somewhere, tied firecrackers and wet materials to their tails, and made many big trucks, coated firewood and grass with wet mud and piled them on the chariot. It seemed that they quickly rushed to the gate of the prime minister's mansion. The student outside shouted to look up at Chen Dong with some guilt. The people outside shouted to catch Chen Dong, and listed his crimes of being in treacherous with the traitor party, and asked the Ministry of Rites to convene academic officials to remove the prime minister from the prime minister, and the public agreed to elect a new prime minister. How dare the officials report these crazy words?

"Mr. Chen, I'm afraid the Prime Minister's Mansion can't be kept. Everyone outside is crazy. Do you think...?"

"I understand, but this is the Prime Minister's Mansion." Chen Dong asked the official to stand up, turned to Zhao Xingde, and said in a deep voice, "That's the situation, don't shirk it and lead the troops to restore order in the capital."

Seeing this, Zhao Xingde no longer shirked and asked, "How many people are there outside? How many people are there in the mansion?"

Chen Dong, Deng Su and others' eyes returned to the official's body. The man immediately said tremblingly: "There are only 20,000 or 30,000 people outside, and the imperial guards and yamen runners in the prime minister's mansion have a total of more than 3,000 people. They are guarding each portal, and the manpower is very tight. Now the rioters are just concentrated on Zhuque Street and want to rush in from the main gate of the prime minister's mansion. More than a dozen other access controls are still open. Mr. Chen, please stay with the green mountains, and you are not afraid of burning firewood. Before the outside is surrounded, you can go first..."

Chen Dong snorted angrily, interrupted the officials' persuasion, and looked at Zhao Xingde.

"If I remember well, the rules made by the court craftsmen would choose the best ones to offer to Da Nei every time I cast new artillery. I have always been stored in the Bianliang Palace, but I have never used them. Later, I have made the Liao bandits freely. The current rules, new artillery are probably dedicated to the Prime Minister's Mansion, but I don't know where to store them specifically? Although there are many people outside, most of them are mobs. Although there are few imperial guards, if you get the help of artillery, you can turn the situation around."

Zhao Xingde thought and said, his voice was slow and a little low, but it gave people great confidence. He suddenly remembered something and asked, "Is there a gunner in the Prime Minister's Guard?"

"Yes!" Lin Zhengan immediately replied, "The Prime Minister's Guard has more than 100 gunners and more than 20 guns. However, artillery is sealed in the arsenal, and it is not usually used." The Office of the Ministry of War focused on monitoring the Prime Minister's Guards. Due to the old system, the Ministry of War distributed a batch of the best artillery to the Prime Minister's Guards and also allocated corresponding gunners. But it was obvious that it was impossible for the Prime Minister's Guards to practice artillery, so all artillery is sealed in the arsenal, and the gunners are idle. Except that the military pay is twice as high as the musketeers, they usually stand guard like the musketeers.

"Okay," Zhao Xingde said to Lin Zhengan, "You go and gather the gunners, look for artillery and ammunition, and drag them to the front yard immediately." His eyes fell on Lin Zhengan. He didn't know Lin Zhengan's identity. He heard that he was familiar with the forces of the Prime Minister's Mansion and then called his general.

Lin Zhengan felt the pressure and bowed to the order and said, "I will obey the order." He also wanted Chen Dong to bow and bow, so he quickly went out to gather the gunners.

Zhao Xingde nodded and pondered: "Firstly, repel the people outside the Prime Minister's Mansion, and then restore order in the capital. You only need to mobilize the troops and horses of the Southeast Camp to maintain order." After that, he went to the front yard to make some arrangements such as selecting artillery positions and clearing the shooting world.

"Yuanzhi," Chen Dong called him, picked up a roll of silk order from the case, and whispered: "Bring this with this." Zhao Xingde was stunned and opened his eyes. It was the prime minister of the Song Dynasty who ordered Zhao Xingde to take over all the troops and horses near the southeast camp and Ezhou to quell the turmoil in Ezhou City. With this order, even if Zhao Xingde had mastered all the military power inside and outside Ezhou City, he nodded to Chen Dong, without saying a word, and put it in his arms, put it out of the door.

"Shaoyang," Wen Xunzhi hesitated, "this military power..."

"Don't doubt the employment of people," Chen Dong shook his head, "leading troops to fight, you and I are not as good as Yuan Zhi. Now we just need to calm down and wait for the result."

Zhao Xingde passed through the flower hall and came to the front yard with a frown. The Prime Minister's Guard set up two lines of defense inside and outside the gate. The military formation outside protected the main gate and arranged another formation in the front yard, probably preparing to counterattack and drive out the rioters who rushed into the Prime Minister's Mansion. Behind the main gate, a wide screen wall was erected, and it could not help but see the situation outside the gate, and it also blocked the artillery fire of his expected artillery. Compared with the noisy voices outside, the morale of the imperial guards was extremely low, and almost everyone was pale and had no state of being in battle.

He walked forward, patted an officer on the shoulder, and said, "Call the man, hurry up..." The man was so scared that he was shaking all over when he was patted. He turned around and saw that he was someone he didn't know, so he almost cursed. He said, "Who is your grandma?" His voice was very loud and he was very angry. At this moment, the soldiers around him turned their heads and looked at Zhao Xingde with suspicious eyes.

"I am Zhao Xingde." It's okay if Zhao Xingde didn't answer. This answer made the officer turn angry and laugh, and mocked: "Brother, if you are Zhao Xingde, I am Yue Shumi." The imperial guards around all laughed, and the originally tense atmosphere diluted a lot. No one could have imagined that a legendary figure like Zhao Xingde and Yue Fei would suddenly stand in front of him like Song Bingjia and Song Bingyi, and there was no follower beside him. Zhao Xingde touched the stubble, his face was a little awkward. It seemed that he had left the military camp for a long time, just like a machine that had not been working for a long time, and he would squeak and make a fuss when he turned around. He didn't pay attention for a moment, and called an officer to give orders like before, but it turned out to make a joke.

"Look at this." Zhao Xingde had no choice but to take out the order that had not yet been warmed up and handed it to the officer.
Chapter completed!