Chapter 49 Killing invisibly in the rain!

Who else could the person in red be other than the Empress? Li Xingyun glanced at the Three Thousand Courts standing outside the stone gate and asked the Empress, "Is this the news that Ji Ruxue gave you?"

"Yes." The empress answered briefly. Li Xingyun raised his chin slightly and looked at the empress in men's clothes. In his plan, the empress should be preparing for the expedition in Qi State. "You shouldn't be here." Li Xingyun put away his inner strength, stood up and said calmly: "I have made arrangements in Luoyang City. What you should do is to prepare the troops of Qi State."

The empress looked at Li Xingyun with the same firm tone, "Your safety is the most important thing. As long as you are alive, even if my Qi Kingdom is destroyed, we still have a chance to make a comeback."

"There are only a handful of people in the world who can kill me. Luoyang City can't hold me back now." Li Xingyun said confidently to the empress. The empress frowned slightly, but Li Xingyun smiled and said, "But since you are here, let's enjoy a big show tomorrow with all the officials of Daliang!"

In the dim stone prison, the young man's smile looked very bright under the light of the torch. At this time, Li Xingyun seemed confident and frivolous. For some reason, when the empress saw this scene, her brows relaxed inadvertently and the corners of her mouth slightly pursed.

The next day...

In the second year of Qianhua, on June 15th, it rained.

A northeasterly wind accompanied by bean-sized raindrops hit the flags on the top of Luoyang City, making them droop. A white-haired old man wearing a bamboo hat stood under the eaves of an inn and looked up at the sky. Dark clouds covered the sky, and only a hint of yellow remained on the sun. A trace of relief flashed in the old man's eyes, and he said to the young man behind him: "Zifan, dark clouds are covering the sky, and the sun is overhead. Let's take a look at the Luoyang Palace today. Who is the king and who is the minister?"

Hell.

"How is it, what do you think? Tell me the answer." The voice of the Hades Emperor rang in Wang Yanzhang's ears. Wang Yanzhang did not look up at the Hades Emperor, but just murmured in a low voice: "Your Majesty, are you really so ruthless?"

"Haha, haha, hahaha!" Upon hearing this, the Dark Emperor laughed out loud, even laughing a little out of breath. He pointed his short and fat finger at Wang Yanzhang and said, "Let me ask you, how do your skills and achievements compare to mine?"

Wang Yanzhang remained silent. He was no match for the Hades Emperor, and the Hades Emperor's Xuanming Sect had indeed done a lot of dirty work for Daliang in secret over the years, so they could be said to have made great contributions.

The Hades Emperor asked again, "Let me ask you again, who am I, Zhu Wen?" The Hades Emperor's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he even called Zhu Wen by his name. He roared out of control, "I am his son, son. How did he treat me? He slept with my woman, and he even insulted me in front of all the ministers. Who do you think you are? Are you qualified to say that he is ruthless? He treats you generals much better than he treats me!"

The words of the Emperor of Hell made Wang Yanzhang's heart sink to the bottom. Zhu Wen treated even his own son like this, let alone him?
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Qianyuan Hall. Wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, a jade belt around his waist and a Tongtian crown on his head, Zhu Wen held the Longquan sword in his hand. He looked very majestic, and all the officials of Daliang offered compliments to him.

Seeing the court officials prostrating themselves one by one, how could Zhu Wen not be proud? He was originally a street kid from Songzhou, and he rose from obscurity step by step with the help of Huang Chao. When he saw those so-called noble officials die tragically under his sword, his awe of the Tang Dynasty gradually disappeared. As long as he had a sword in his hand and soldiers under his command, who in this world could not do it? Following Huang Chao's will, Zhu Wen first submitted to the Tang Dynasty, and then rebelled in the name of loyalty, and successfully destroyed the Tang Dynasty, and even his hands were stained with the blood of the Tang Dynasty's Li people!

Become the emperor! Become the emperor! Zhu Wen's ever-expanding ambition made him establish Daliang, the most powerful regime after the fall of the Tang Dynasty. Unfortunately, the Daliang he established was not legitimate. Some vassal kings pretended to be his vassals, and some vassal kings like Li Keyong and Wang Jian kept declaring war on him. He fought in all directions and never gave up. He has been a soldier all his life and is already 61 years old this year!
Thinking of the absurd things that happened in the past few years, Zhu Wen couldn't help but sneer. The kingship was within his grasp, so what if he enjoyed it first? Now that Li Xingyun was captured by him again, the last flame of the Tang Dynasty would be extinguished. Without any worries, he could find the legendary Longquan treasure. As expected, God bless Daliang!

"Announce! Li Xingyun, Wang Yanzhang enter the hall!"

As a young eunuch's shrill voice spread into the rain, another eunuch immediately took over. The loud shouts one after another rang out in Luoyang City, crushed by the sound of the pattering rain, and also crushed the faint sound of a sharp weapon entering the body.

Snap! Snap! Before they could react, several guards in remote areas of the palace were covered with their mouths and thrown to the ground. Their blood fell into the rain and was quickly washed away, leaving only some blood streaks floating in the original place...

Clank, clank, the sound of the iron chains hitting the ground was so clear. Wang Yanzhang, with bloodshot eyes and looking very haggard, walked step by step on the road to Chaoyuan Hall. A cold air that kept strangers away emanated from him. Li Xingyun, who was not far from Wang Yanzhang, was in a completely different state. Not only was he not shackled, but he also looked energetic and relaxed.

Creak... Creak... Two teams of fully armored Iron Spear soldiers hurriedly entered the palace. The corpses of the guards on both sides were quickly dealt with by several Xuanming Sect members.

Li Xingyun's footsteps suddenly stopped, and his eyes fell on the Chaoyuan Hall, which was only fifty steps away. At the same time, a thunder sounded suddenly, and with a click, Li Xingyun's mouth curled slightly, and then he continued to go to the Qianyuan Hall. Outside the two corridors, a charred corpse suddenly fell to the ground with a snap. Zhang Xuanling pressed the bamboo hat on his head, jumped up and hid in the dark, and several Xuanming Sect members came forward to deal with the corpse...

Crack, a loud thunderclap made Zhu Wen, who was sitting on a high seat, feel a little uneasy for some reason. Just when he was distracted, two figures appeared in the Chaoyuan Hall. All the ministers of Daliang could not help but look at Li Xingyun. The tenth son of Zhaojun, the last hope of the Tang Dynasty, was actually captured in Luoyang City. This was something that no one present could have imagined.

"Why don't you kneel when you see His Majesty?" A courtier with a short beard shouted at Li Xingyun and Wang Yanzhang.

"I have something I don't understand!" Wang Yanzhang knelt on one knee and saluted Zhu Wen, but Zhu Wen snorted coldly and said, "We'll talk about your matter later!"

After that, Zhu Wen ignored Wang Yanzhang and walked down from the dragon throne. He looked at Li Xingyun and smacked his lips and said, "Resemblance, really resemblance. At first, I didn't quite believe the news of Zhaozong's tenth son. Now it seems that your Li Tang bloodline is indeed true."

Wang Yanzhang, who was standing aside, saw that Zhu Wen ignored him, his eyes darkened and he knelt down on his knees. This kneeling showed that the relationship between the monarch and his subject had come to an end!
(End of this chapter)