PFC Chapter 352 What is the meaning of the court's coup?
Chapter 352 What is the meaning of the court's coup?
Luo Family Manor, Embroidery Room.
Since secretly returning to the manor from the battlefield, Luo Qianyou has spent most of his days in the embroidery room.
Day after day, he stared at the dragon robe that had been completed in the embroidery room, imagining himself wearing the dragon robe, sitting on the throne in the Golden Palace, revered and subservient to thousands of people.
On this day, as the first hint of dawn appeared on the horizon, Luo Qianyou emerged from his embroidery room and climbed to the highest point of the back mountain.
The rising sun was slowly ascending from the east. The brilliance of that sunrise was like the most magnificent scroll in the world slowly unfolding. A sliver of golden light, peeking out quietly, was like a divine gift, piercing through the thin mist and illuminating the earth, mountains, rivers, trees, houses, and Luo Qianyou standing on the mountaintop.
Bathed in this radiance, Luo Qianyou felt as if he had been baptized by hope and strength.
He made a resolute decision, prepared himself, took his trusted confidants, mounted his warhorse, and galloped towards the capital.
They traveled tirelessly, entering and leaving cities, and even when they encountered messengers carrying news, they continued towards the capital without ever getting tired.
After several days and nights of rapid travel, we finally arrived at the camp on the outskirts of Beijing.
Daily reports came back from the border, and the situation was becoming increasingly tense. While the people of the capital were filled with anxiety, some people gathered in teahouses and made outrageous remarks.
"What a joke! Zhongzhao Kingdom has been established for so many years, how could there be any foreign enemies attacking the capital?"
"That's true, that's just making things difficult for themselves, maybe they're just talking nonsense."
"Bullshit, how could the frontline battle reports be fabricated? Haven't you seen the frontline battle reports coming back every day?"
"That doesn't rule out the possibility that spies are spreading rumors in the capital."
Wow, that sentence immediately caught everyone's attention in the teahouse.
The person who said this was not intimidated. Under everyone's gaze, he continued, "Let me state first that I am a law-abiding citizen, not a spy. I am only stating this possibility. You see, who can prove that the border has been breached?"
"All you see are soldiers relaying battle reports. Who knows what the actual situation on the battlefield is like?"
“What this gentleman said makes sense. The government hasn’t made any official statement. It’s all just speculation and hearsay.”
"Alright, everyone, let's keep a low profile and continue living our peaceful lives. There's no need to worry unnecessarily."
Such comments appear several times a day in Beijing.
In the early hours of that day, a large group of soldiers from the outskirts of Beijing entered the capital under the pretext of patrol duties.
As dawn approached, a huge explosion resounded over the capital city.
Then came the sounds of roaring and fighting, with shouts of battle filling the streets and alleys of the capital.
"Ah! Someone come here! The enemy has reached the capital!"
"Ah, who are you people?"
"You dare kill my father? I'll kill you! Take this!"
"Thieves, how did you manage to sneak into the capital...?"
"Guards! There's a spy here..."
With everyone shouting, all the sleeping people woke up.
The bold ones, under the cover of their servants and guards, fought desperately against the thieves in their own yards.
Cowardly people huddle in their own corners, believing that preserving their own lives is preserving everything.
Those who are prepared will hide in their own secret passages or rooms long ago.
Just like when the old lady of the Luo family received the secret letter, she took her family to a secret room to sleep early in the morning.
When the shouts of fighting came from the street, the Luo family was fast asleep in their secret room.
On the contrary, Luo Qianyou hid in the shadows, closely monitoring the espionage activities in the capital. Some of these spies were arranged by him, some by others, and some were in disguise.
As the saying goes, when falsehood is taken for truth, even truth becomes falsehood; when nothingness is taken for existence, even existence becomes nothingness. Truth and falsehood are intertwined, and falsehood is also true.
To lure the snake out of its hole, you could throw a brick to draw out a pile of gravel.
Wenwen and her siblings also played several roles in this spy drama.
As dawn broke, all the households in the capital kept their doors tightly shut. Just as everyone was trembling with fear, news came that the city gates had been breached by spies working in cahoots from within.
The guards stationed in the outskirts of Beijing were also mobilized, and they all poured into the capital.
The streets were filled with the sounds of fighting and galloping horses, a cacophony of noise.
Unexpectedly, in broad daylight, an explosion suddenly occurred in one of the palaces of the imperial palace.
Then, several explosions rang out in succession, and the palace gates were blown open.
The spies, with some unknown force, somehow managed to break through the palace gates.
"Save the Emperor!"
With this shout, many soldiers rushed into the palace.
It's possible that some people genuinely came to the rescue, while others might be trying to take advantage of the situation.
Amidst this chaos, Luo Qianyou led a troop of soldiers through the city gates into the capital, charging all the way into the palace, shouting, "Save the Emperor! Follow me into the palace to save the Emperor!"
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Imperial Palace, Golden Throne Hall
In the early hours of the morning, when the first explosion rang out in the capital, the old emperor was awakened. He then leisurely got up, dressed, and sat on the throne in the Golden Palace.
The Crown Prince was by his side.
As the ruler of a country, the old emperor must have experienced many such scenes, so there is no need to be afraid. What is meant to happen will happen. Besides, who can guess what the old emperor is thinking?
When the first explosion rang out in the palace, the old emperor looked out from the main hall and saw several mushroom clouds exploding one after another in the inner palace. The palace gates were breached, and the traitors had finally entered.
With so many guards on the outskirts of the capital, guards in the imperial city, and palace guards, so many capable people, and so many guards paid for by the court, none of them could stop a mere spy.
The old emperor felt inexplicably weary.
Everyone says the throne is good, the throne is good, but who knows how difficult it is to sit on this chair? It's easy to conquer a country, but difficult to maintain it.
Just as the old emperor was filled with emotion, a group of people gathered outside the Golden Palace.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I am late in coming to your aid. Please forgive me."
The voice of General Luo Qianyou, the protector of the nation, could be heard outside the door.
"General Xuan Da requests an audience."
Luo Qianyou, dressed in armor and with a large sword at his waist, looking travel-worn, entered the Golden Palace and greeted everyone eagerly.
"Your Majesty, I am sorry for being late in coming to your aid."
The old emperor looked pleased. "My dear minister, you have rendered meritorious service in saving my life. What crime have you committed?"
We're all old foxes, pretending to be friendly with each other, and never hitting someone who's smiling.
There was a harmonious relationship between the old emperor and the general.
However, the crown prince broke this harmony with his words.
"General, why do you not kneel before the Emperor? What kind of decorum is this?"
"Furthermore, the General has abandoned his post at the front lines without authorization. Isn't this a violation of military orders?"
The moment those two sentences were uttered, the entire hall fell silent.
Luo Qianyou took two steps forward and stood still in full view of everyone, then waved to his deputy.
The next second, the soldiers brought by Luo Qianyou entered the main hall one by one, spread out, and stared at the people in the hall with swords in hand.
The old emperor and the crown prince were in the main hall, along with dozens of guards and attendants.
The two sides are on the verge of a fight.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
The crown prince, his face filled with terror, demanded, "General, what do you mean by this?"