GBP Chapter 181 Chaos breaks out! ! !
Chapter 181 Chaos breaks out! ! !
At the end of March in the eighth year of Jiayou in the Song Dynasty, Prince Yan, unable to endure any longer, finally launched the last madness of his life - a coup!
Although there is no Rong Fei as an insider in the palace, there will always be one or two fools in the harem who are eager to stand on the side of Prince Yan and gain huge benefits.
But things are just so ridiculous. Even though Han Ming tried his best to influence all parties, and even Emperor Renzong made countless backup plans, it couldn't be overcome by the word "reckless".
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On the night of March 24, Sheng Hong was assigned work for the next day by the relevant person in charge of the Taichang Liyuan. He would complete the relevant procedural documents for the enthronement of the prince with Sheng Changbai and some colleagues.
On the 28th, Sheng Hong and his son were stretching to take a break after working for several days and nights when a palace eunuch came in with a girl in a goose yellow dress.
When they saw the visitor, Sheng Hong and his son were pleasantly surprised.
"Tomorrow!"
"Sixth sister!"
The visitor was Sheng Minglan, who came to visit her father and brother.
Seeing that Sheng Hong and the other two were safe, Sheng Xiaoliu showed a long-lost smile and put down the lunch box in his hand.
"Daddy, second brother!"
Minglan called out in a sweet and innocent voice, appearing very happy.
"Girl, why did you suddenly come to the palace?"
Sheng Hong laughed at first, then acted like a strict father and started asking questions.
"Father and Second Brother have been staying in the palace for many days, busy with their work. My eldest lady and sister-in-law missed them very much, so they asked me to send them some food."
Minglan smiled foolishly.
Little did he know that his words would cause a group of colleagues who were resting to burst into laughter.
Sheng Hong's face froze, and then he scolded embarrassedly: "Is this nonsense? It will only make people laugh."
Only Sheng Changbai seemed to be thinking about something. He looked at Sheng Xiaoliu and they smiled at each other in tacit understanding. Everything was said without words.
While eating the meal made by Minglan herself, everyone chatted and praised it.
The food was cleaned up in a short while, and the eunuch Qingyun, who came to take Minglan out of the palace, also entered the hall.
"Father-in-law, please take the trouble to escort my daughter out of the palace later."
Sheng Hong bowed to express his gratitude.
"I figured it was about time, so I came to take a look."
"Strangely enough, I found that there was no one guarding the palace gate. I called for a long time but no one came to open the door."
As soon as Qingyun finished speaking, the expressions of Sheng Hong and others changed slightly.
Sheng Changbai, in particular, had already been informed by Han Ming that things might not be peaceful in the palace this time, so the coldness in his eyes was even stronger.
"Closing the palace gates at noon is unprecedented!!"
Sheng Hong looked at the young eunuch Qingyun in surprise and suspicion.
"Yeah, I'm a little confused too."
Everyone stared at each other, not knowing what to do.
"Father-in-law, please go and investigate outside. If you find anything wrong, please return as soon as possible!"
Sheng Changbai suddenly stood up and bowed to Qingyun.
Such an action made everyone at a loss, and Sheng Minglan's eyes darkened, realizing that something was wrong.
"Bai'er, this is..." Sheng Hong also vaguely guessed something.
"Don't worry, father. I'll take care of everything. We'll talk about it when father-in-law comes back."
Ever since Sheng Changbai returned from a business trip to the northwest, his fortitude has become a bit iron-blooded.
"This!" Sheng Hong was terrified.
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In the imperial harem, a group of imperial concubines headed by Concubine Shu held a rare tea party and invited the families of the powerful and wealthy in Bian Jing to participate.
Many officials' wives and noble ladies who did not know what was going on thought it was just an ordinary gathering. Among them were even women from a series of powerful and noble families, such as the Duke of Qi's Mansion, the Duke of Ying's Mansion, and the Mansion of General Zheng.
The only thing missing was the popular Prime Minister Han family and the Anyang Marquis Mansion, which attracted the attention of many people.
Little did they know that as soon as they entered the palace, Prince Yan seized control of the imperial city.
Zheng Jun, the deputy commander-in-chief of the Imperial Guards who was on duty, was now staring at Prince Yan with an unpleasant look on his face as he swaggered into the palace with his sleeves swung.
"General Zheng, there is no hatred between us, we just have different positions. Think about your mother, wife and daughter, who are still in the palace. Don't resist in vain."
"Of course, don't even think about tipping off. We might even be serving in the same court soon!"
"By the way, as for General Zheng, please try to dissuade him. If he accidentally hurts him, we won't be able to explain to General Zheng."
The commander of Prince Yan's personal guards, dressed in iron armor, smiled and placed his sword across Zheng Jun's neck.
"You bunch of traitors—!"
Zheng Jun clenched his fists tightly and looked at the other person with cold eyes.
"As the saying goes, the victors are kings and the losers are bandits. If General Zheng still maintains this attitude when Your Highness ascends the throne, then there's probably no point in keeping the Zhongjing Marquisate!"
The commander of the personal guards sneered and tied up Zheng Jun.
He then rushed to the palace with a large group of people and, together with Prince Yan, took hostage Emperor Renzong who was resting in the Funing Palace.
As for Prince Yong's family, who had been brought into the palace early by Prince Yan's false imperial edict, they had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter.
Prince Yong, who originally thought that everyone inside and outside the palace was his own people, was blocked in Shunde Hall.
"Traitors! How dare you forge an imperial decree! Where's that fellow Prince Yan? Tell him to get out here!"
King Yong, with his big belly, waved his sword and was ready to fight a decisive battle with the rebels.
"Your Highness, please be patient. I will escort you to the underworld and reunite with you shortly."
The rebel leader shouted coldly and ordered his soldiers to charge forward.
“Protect—!”
At the moment when no one could react, loud shouts rang out from all around Shunde Hall.
A team of fully armed black-armored soldiers rushed out and directly resisted the rebels who wanted to kill King Yong.
"You are—?"
King Yong's chubby face was filled with surprise and confusion, and the rebels on the opposite side also had the same expression, looking at the black-armored soldiers who rushed out in confusion.
"Di Liang, the Deputy Commander of the Fourth Wing of the Sun-holding Heavenly Martial Army, has been ordered to protect Prince Yong—!"
Di Liang, dressed in black armor, walked out of the crowd.
When King Yong saw that it was Di Liang, the son of Duke Wuxiang of Di, he was overjoyed.
"Your Majesty and Marquis Han sent you here?!"
"I don't know about this. I received the transfer order from the Privy Council!"
Di Liang answered with a serious face.
"Your Highness, please rest for a while. I will answer your questions after I have quelled the rebellion."
Di Liang drew his sword and together with Di Zi, who was commanding the battle, he killed the rebels.
In the Funing Hall, Emperor Renzong sneered at the somewhat crazy Prince Yan opposite him.
"You want my decree of succession? Absolutely impossible!"
"Your Majesty, I know your confidence. It's nothing more than the Sun-supporting Tianwu Army that was ordered to be deployed."
"But have you ever thought that they could save Prince Yong, but they couldn't save you?!"
"As long as I have the edict of succession in my hand, Prince Yong will immediately become a traitor, Your Majesty!"
"I won this round!"
Prince Yan looked at the pale-faced Emperor Renzong with a crazy look in his eyes.
"Hehehe, but I have already given away the imperial edict of succession and the military token you wanted. Even if I die now, the entire Song Dynasty will never fall into your hands—!"
"When the entire Zhao clan rises up to attack you, I'll see how you can hold on to the throne!"
Emperor Renzong's mocking voice made the veins on Prince Yan's forehead throb.
"Impossible! I have already ordered guards at all four palace gates. There is no way anyone could escape."
"Sun Ying!"
Prince Yan snorted coldly, and the general standing beside him strode out.
"Catch them and interrogate them one by one to find out who is holding the imperial edict and the military token. Kill them immediately!"
"Anyone who disobeys will be killed without mercy!"
Prince Yan's gloomy words spread throughout the Duanming Palace, making people shudder.
"Yes--!"