Chapter 45: Putting an end to the chaos
The headquarters of Xuanming Sect.

Inside the yamen, Cui Yu leisurely cleared the backlog of documents, then put down his pen and read through the words on it with great satisfaction.

Finally, he looked up and saw that candles had already been lit on all sides of the official residence, and the night outside was thick and very dark.

He frowned and asked, "What time is it now?"

"My Lord, it is almost the hour of Xu."

"No news from there yet?" Cui Yu frowned, then stood up from behind the desk and called out, "Where is You Xing?"

Two men in black robes emerged from the shadows.

"You two can go ahead and see what the situation is." Cui Yu put his hands behind his back and said coldly, "That Saint Yan Jun is very conceited. He asked me to wait for news in the yamen, but he hasn't even sent a shadow of him yet. I'm afraid there's trouble."

Both Day and Night Star bowed and merged into the shadows again.

In the hall, a confidant worriedly said: "My Lord, shouldn't you go there in person? If someone escapes..."

Cui Yu stroked his long beard and waved his hand:

"Don't worry, the gates are tightly closed, and there are guards inside and outside. Even if there are fish that slip through the net, they can't escape."

"But if the other side has a master, Lord Yan alone may not be able to deal with it..."

"Humph!" Cui Yu snorted coldly, saying, "Liu Cheng is very annoying. He flirted with Zhu Hanbin in Caozhou and disobeyed my orders. Now that he has entered Bianliang, I don't know when he got in touch with Meng Po. He is scrambling to compete for credit. I want to see what he can do!"

"Ahem... a mere Lord of Hell shouldn't make the Lord of the Mansion angry."

Cui Yu waved his hand, put one hand behind his back, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I am not arguing with this person. I just think that he alone cannot handle this matter. I am here to save the situation in an instant. Isn't it wonderful?"

The confidant suddenly realized and said respectfully: "In this case, after reporting this to the Dark Emperor, the Lord of the Mansion will surely shine."

Cui Yu just stroked his beard and smiled calmly.

Everything was just within his calculations.

He put on his outer robe and walked out of the yamen surrounded by a few of his close associates.

But suddenly, they saw a beam of fire rising from the east, with thick smoke in the halo, which instantly illuminated most of the night.

The confidant was stunned for a moment, then cupped his hands and flattered: "The matter is so intense, if the Lord of the Mansion hadn't stepped in, I'm afraid it would not have been resolved."

Cui Yu laughed, let the ghost soldier below lead his mount, and headed towards the East City.

But suddenly, a dazzling fire dragon slowly approached in the entire street outside the yamen.

However, countless armored soldiers holding shields and spears pushed forward in an orderly manner from the center of the street and blocked the main gate of the Xuanming Sect.

There was a general wearing helmet and armor, standing in the battle array on horseback.

He looked grim and raised his hand.

"The Xuanming Cult's rebellion is obvious. For the sake of Daliang and your majesty's vision, do you dare to follow me to eliminate the thieves?"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

At the gate of the yamen, Cui Yu was still at a loss, but the general did not give him the chance to ask questions and waved his hand heavily.

"Fire arrows."

"Pulsus..."

Arrows were flying everywhere, and a chill surged from Cui Yu's heart to his forehead. He waved his hands without hesitation, and the confidants on both sides were suddenly attracted to block in front of him.

Then, without caring about the two people who were stabbed like hedgehogs, he quickly retreated and hid behind the stone lions at the gate of the yamen.

The general remained calm and raised his hand again.

Behind the stone lion, Cui Yu's gritting roar was heard.

"Ge Congzhou, your mother's maid!"

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Jier Lane, Cross Street.

The fire quickly swept through the alleys, the snow melted into water, and white smoke rose up with a hissing sound.

Under the firelight, more than a hundred beautiful women had changed into light clothes, each holding a weapon, and gathered together.

The beautiful woman covered her mouth and asked in surprise: "Shengji, Miss Xueer, what is going on?"

Outside the crossroads, there were lights from torches everywhere. Amid the sounds of people falling to the ground and horses neighing, there were also the constant cries and screams of dying people.

Fanyintian frowned and said, "Don't worry about it."

Ji Ruxue looked at the Fire Watchtower from afar. The figure on top of the tower had already seen them, so he waved a flag and pointed to the west.

She then divided everyone into several groups and led them to move.

"Come this way."

...Xijier Lane.

Dead bodies lay everywhere on the ground, dirty blood splattered all over the snowy alley, and streams of blood flowed in the mud, but had been frozen by the low temperature.

This team of imperial guards was still slaughtered unexpectedly, and the means were very simple and cruel.

Ji Ruxue walked in front, silent.

Fanyintian walked behind, secretly frightened. They walked very fast and encountered little resistance on the road.

It was as if there was an extremely sharp sword that flattened everything in front of them.

"How can we get out of Bianliang?" Fan Yintian frowned and asked in a low voice, "The situation is so serious that we may not be able to get out of the city gate. There are so many of us..."

At some point, the tone in which she spoke to Ji Ruxue had blurred the sense of hierarchy between superiors and subordinates.

The latter turned around and saw that the Fire Watchtower was gradually becoming unclear, but the figure on it had disappeared.

She said calmly, "Saint Princess, you can temporarily divide everyone into smaller groups. All the sisters have lived in Bianliang for a long time and are familiar with the layout of the city. Now that there is chaos in the city, we can hide temporarily."

"Didn't Xiao Yan tell you how to make the escape route?" Fan Yintian was a little surprised and said, "Then he didn't show up tonight, is that..."

Her voice gradually stopped, but she suddenly figured out who was leading the team to deal with the imperial guards along the way.

Ji Ruxue shook her head and said, "Saint Princess, we have to rely on ourselves now. The most difficult problem has been solved for us, so how can we ask for more..."

Fanyintian hummed softly and began to discuss with the beautiful woman how to break the whole into pieces.

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At the gate of the town, the sound of killing shook the sky.

The Jinwu Guards and the remaining Imperial Guards in the city came over in waves. Under the overwhelming pressure of the army, the Xuanming Sect was no match for them and began to hide in the alleys, working in groups of two or three to assassinate the lone Imperial Guards squads.

Behind them, an alley at the crossroads had turned into a sea of ​​fire. All the brothels that had flourished for many years were burned down, but no one cared.

Fortunately, this is a separate area with few houses around. Some shops along the lane feared being affected by the fire, but were afraid of the fierce battle in the lane and did not dare to go out to put out the fire.

The two sides have been fighting up to now, and are actually a little confused, and don't know why the other side would attack them.

But once the knife had seen blood, old grudges and new hatreds had truly turned into anger, and no one paid any attention to this issue.

After such a fierce battle, their superiors even gave them rewards.

At the gate of the square, a group of wounded imperial guards retreated, their armors covered in blood, and they wailed in a low voice.

At this time, the entire Imperial Guard was extremely united. Regardless of which battalion they belonged to, they were immediately asked to withdraw.

After leaving the area, the imperial guards seized the horses tied outside and rushed towards Ma Xing Street.

……

Ma Xing Street, the residence of the Marquis of Pingyang County.

Jing Xiang, the Minister of Chongzhengyuan, the Minister of War, the Grand Secretary of Jinluan Palace, and the Grand Master of Guanglu, came out of the study in slippers wearing an outer coat.

Outside, the servants in the courtyard had been held hostage by several imperial guards and were squatting in a corner in fear.

He slowly glanced at everyone in the yard, and felt a little relieved when he didn't see his wife and children.

In front of him, a lieutenant from the Imperial Guards, his face wrapped in a black scarf, was holding his sword while looking him up and down.

Jing Xiang met this gaze calmly, first putting on his outer robe slowly, then bending down to put on his shoes, and then asked: "Young man, what is the matter that brings you here so late at night?"

Xiao Yan smiled, pointed at the black scarf on his face and said, "How can you tell that I am not very old, Mr. Jing?"

"I am good at judging people."

Jing Xiang raised his hand and pointed at the servants in the courtyard, saying, "You can ask for anything, but you must spare their lives."

"Then follow the respectful aspect."

Xiao Yan waved his hand, and the bad guys behind him put away their weapons.

Then, two bad guys walked into the study and picked out a purple official robe.

Xiao Yan stepped forward and weighed the golden fish bag on the belt of his official robe.

"Tonight, Bianliang is in chaos. Your Majesty is on a tour to the west. Zhu Yougui and Zhu Youwen are also traveling with you. Now only the Prime Minister Jing is the head of Bianliang..."

He turned around, pointed at the man in purple and asked softly.

"At this time, are you willing to follow me to quell the rebellion?"

As he finished speaking, the knife in his hand was already half out of the sheath.

Jing Xiang smiled brightly.

"Wait for me to change my clothes."

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