Chapter 94: Sneaking into the Capital of Qian Kingdom
Anyue's army began to move towards the southwest of Qian State.
The guide sent by Qian Kingdom also hurriedly sent an urgent letter to the capital of Qian Kingdom.
After Emperor Anyue received the letter sent by carrier pigeon, he summoned his third son.
Emperor Anyue's third son was named Ji Lin. He was tall, had a stern face, and had a rare aura of righteousness.
Ji Lin understood his elder brother's intention at the first moment.
"Father, if we want to give the army a reason to go south to rescue people, we can also protect ourselves in the chaos."
"Among the many royal bloodlines, only I can go!"
Looking at Emperor Anyue's slightly reluctant gaze, Ji Lin exuded a strong sense of confidence.
Emperor Anyue closed his eyes and said:
"Go to help your elder brother, remember to protect yourself."
"You two are the only sons I have who are worth raising!"
Ji Lin bowed and said, "I will go right away!"
Emperor Anyue nodded.
A light cavalry rushed out of Anyue’s camp.
As for the capital of Qian State.
The prime minister also received the letter soon.
"Go south to rescue people?"
"The Third Prince of Anyue is trapped in the southwestern mountains?"
This minister with long eyebrows and a beard had a gloomy look in his eyes.
"Somebody come!"
The prime minister wearing a silver dragon robe shouted.
An attendant came immediately.
"Tell the guide that within two months, no matter what excuses are used, the Anyue army must be led to the eastern battlefield!"
"Otherwise, I will kill all six of their clans!"
The attendant's forehead was covered with sweat and he quickly obeyed the order.
"besides!"
The attendant stood up halfway and then knelt down again.
"Tell those people to watch carefully. If Anyue's army is not going there to rescue people, report to me immediately!"
The prime minister waved his sleeves, a sinister look flashing across his face.
If Anyue's army was lying and deliberately avoiding the most intense battlefield in the east, then even if he had to give up another city, he would still lure the Xu Kingdom cavalry over there!
After a long time, the prime minister called for someone again.
"Send someone to strengthen the defense of the capital, and strictly prohibit strangers from entering!"
"Let those unruly people who have come here to escape, get out of here!"
The prime minister had a somewhat violent look on his face.
Not only did the assassination he had been planning for many years not produce any definite result, but the rebellion he had been secretly accumulating was also disrupted by the sudden outbreak of war!
It was obvious that if he was given another one or two years to stabilize those generals, Qian Kingdom would be in his pocket!
Damn Xu Country, why did they attack at this time?
And there's that damn An Yue, who is apparently on good terms with Qian State.
Since you've sent troops to help, why do you want to avoid the pass where the fighting is most intense?
Even if it means suffering a loss, I will drag you, An Yue, along with me!
His subordinates quickly passed on the order to strictly control the capital.
However, what Prime Minister Qian did not know was that during the time he was receiving the letter, Zhao Wanjun and his group had already sneaked into the capital.
In fact, even though they were disguised very well, a soldier guarding the city recognized Zhao Wanjun through his clothes.
The soldier saw the knife mark on Zhao Wanjun's neck and also saw Zhao Wanjun's iconic phoenix eyes.
The soldier was acquainted with Zhao Wanjun, and because of his own evil deeds, he was repeatedly punished by "Zhao Siya".
But for some unknown reason, he pretended not to know and let Zhao Wanjun and others enter the city.
Because he was one of the people who left those hideous knife marks.
This is the biggest shame in this person's heart and the only regret in his life.
While changing shifts, the soldier took off his helmet, revealing a shiny bald head.
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Zhao Wanjun and others sneaked into the capital, but found that it was not so easy to start.
The prime minister was very suspicious because Emperor Qian was assassinated and his whereabouts were unknown.
Everyone else thought that Emperor Qian had secretly escaped from the capital, but this prime minister was the only one who felt that Emperor Qian might still be hiding in the capital.
He had been with Emperor Qian for many years and knew Emperor Qian's temperament well.
Although this moderate emperor did not have lofty ambitions, he would not give up the throne easily.
There are many high-ranking officials and nobles in the capital, and they control more than half of the military power of the Qian Kingdom. If Emperor Qian still has the intention to revive, he will not leave the capital to escape.
Therefore, even when the war was fierce, the prime minister always sent people to secretly search the capital.
However, high officials are both gained and lost.
There were too many high-ranking officials in the capital who secretly maintained private armies, and even when the prime minister ordered a search, he was unable to do so and dared not search extensively.
Otherwise, if those people thought that the prime minister was abandoned after his death and made a fuss, the prime minister, who was already exhausted by the war, would be unable to save face.
The prime minister had no legitimate title, and most of the troops of the Qian Kingdom he was in charge of were used to defend against foreign enemies, so he was ultimately cautious when facing his fellow ministers.
Zhao Wanjun led Emperor Anyue's guards through the alleys of the capital.
She grew up in the capital and worked as a yamen official, so she was very familiar with the streets and alleys there.
In the alleys, old and weak people sometimes sit against the wall, looking listless and pale.
Like a homeless beggar.
Returning to the capital again, Zhao Wanjun was also filled with emotion.
Because the faces of the people in the capital city looked even more pale and weak.
It seems like the days are getting worse and worse.
When they arrived near Zhao's mansion, they found that there were many patrolling soldiers.
There is a round almost every few minutes.
Obviously, the prime minister had some doubts about the "death" of Zhao Hou and his wife.
Considering the fighting strength of Zhao Wanjun and Emperor Anyue's personal guards, ordinary soldiers are nothing to be feared.
But if we alert the enemy, it will be difficult to escape from the capital.
Just as the leader of the guards was discussing the rescue plan with everyone with a stern face, a surprised voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Zhao...Zhao Siya?"
The voice was old and trembling.
Everyone was startled and turned around to restrain the old man with white beard.
Several guards quickly became alert around the alley.
Zhao Wanjun also took out a thin blade and said in a cold voice:
"Who are you?"
Is it possible that there is a risk of being exposed as soon as I arrived in Beijing?
This is a very important matter and we cannot afford to let our guard down!
If this old man...
The leader of the guards had an indifferent expression on his face as he held the old man tightly, making him unable to move or breathe.
The old man struggled instinctively and his neck turned red.
But as he looked at Zhao Wanjun, whose eyes were full of vigilance, he slowly stopped struggling.
Only after the old man completely stopped resisting did the leader of the guards give him a chance to catch his breath.
"Zhao..."
The old man was gasping for air, and his chest was having difficulty breathing.
The leader of the guards still had a cold look in his eyes, and he secretly pressed some acupoints on him to help him calm down.
"Zhao Siya... You are Zhao Siya, right?"
The old man stood in the dark alley, tears in his eyes and his voice trembled slightly.
Zhao Wanjun was slightly dazed. She hadn't heard this ancient name for a long time.
The old man shed tears:
"After you were demoted, life in the capital has become unbearable!"
When the old man saw Zhao Wanjun, it was as if he had seen someone he could trust and to whom he could vent his sorrows.
Zhao Wanjun remained silent.
The old man walked tremblingly to Zhao Wanjun.
Zhao Wanjun held the thin blade cautiously.
If the old man had ill intentions, she would cut his throat in an instant.
She had been betrayed too many times by the people of Qian Country, so when she met someone from Qian Country this time, she was subconsciously on guard.
The old man spread his hands:
"Zhao Siya, don't be afraid, I have no ill intentions!"