After I was reborn, I was scumbag

Chapter 56

As the capital of Daliang Emperor, Chang'an has always been a city that never sleeps.The dignitaries and ordinary people who have been at ease for too long have not changed in the slightest due to the tense situation in Lingnan. The night market lasted until the middle of the night before closing one after another.

"My lord, the person you want to meet is here."

In front of an unremarkable pastry shop, Murong Xing stopped in his tracks. The shortbread in the food box was already cold, but he picked one up and put it in his mouth, and ate it up bit by bit.

"General Yao, long time no see."

The person who came out of the back kitchen of the pastry shop was dressed in casual clothes, with a pair of piercing tiger eyes, one could tell that he had been in the army all year round.

Yao Feng was startled when he saw Murong Xing: "...I heard that the prince likes the cakes in this shop, but he never thought that this is the contact point where the secret guards trained by the prince are located."

Xia Tong followed behind Murong Xing, talking quickly: "The old general didn't know something, it's because His Highness the Crown Prince likes the dim sum here, and the Crown Prince was worried that His Highness would be used by someone with a heart, so..."

"Presumptuous." Murong Xing glanced at him lightly, his phoenix eyes drooping slightly, concealing the momentary gaffe in his eyes, and slowed down his tone.

"It was a lot of inconvenience in the letter before. Thanks to the old general who trusts the Pingxihou Mansion and me so much, I am here today to explain clearly to the general."

As early as a few months ago, Murong Xing ordered his subordinates in the army to contact General Yao Feng, hoping that the old general could allocate [-] of the more than [-] defenders in the northwest and secretly bring them to Chang'an Yanzhen.

It's just that the situation in the Northwest Army was still tight at that time, so the matter of troop deployment has been postponed until now.

Fortunately, despite the ambiguous words in the handwriting he wrote, this veteran who had followed Pingxihou to fight everywhere was still willing to take the risk of exterminating the nine clans and secretly led his troops back to Chang'an.

After Murong Xing finished talking about so many things, it took less than half an hour.

"The son's move is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger, it is too risky!"

Even for a person who has experienced countless storms, after listening to Murong Xing's narration, Yao Feng still felt chills down his spine.

"Unexpectedly, the remnants of the previous dynasty have such a monstrous power! Does your majesty know about this matter, and the old marquis?"

"This matter was planned by me alone. Except for my trusted subordinates, the rest of the people know nothing about it."

"Although the son is young and talented, it is related to the conspiracy of the previous court. If you report to His Majesty as soon as possible, wouldn't it be—"

"Report to His Majesty as soon as possible?" Murong Xing curled his lips, and a trace of sadness crossed his brows, "I was in prison at that time, and with His Majesty's temperament, the possibility of believing my words is less than one in ten."

"As for my father, no matter whether this matter succeeds or fails, it is a serious crime. As a junior, I am already unfilial, so why bother to involve my father? If it happens... at least with the prince's temperament, he will never blame Hou for me Up and down the house."

Yao Feng sighed when he heard the words, with a heavy tone: "When I was in the Northwest, I regarded the son as a fledgling child. Now it seems that it is not a lie that a hero born a boy since ancient times."

"Actually, what's more important is that Yuan Qiong has not only accumulated influence outside Chang'an City, but also holds a large number of troops. He also has many eyeliners in the residences of many princes and nobles in my dynasty. Even the crown prince's east palace and the inner garden of the imperial palace are countless in details."

"If you kill him rashly, I'm afraid that these remnants are buried too deep, and if you bite you inadvertently, it is enough to endanger the lives of many royal ministers."

"What's more... Judging from the information I have so far, it seems that Yuan Qiong is not the only prince who went into exile in the previous dynasty."

"What?" Yao Feng's heart was shocked, and his expression was solemn. "So, the prince wants to wait until he has grasped the information of most of Yuan Qiong's forces, and then take action to deal with these remnants of the previous dynasty at once?"

Murong Xing nodded and said, "That's right, that's why I'm still waiting for Yuan Qiong to make a move."

"...I have already stationed [-] troops in civilian clothes in the cities near Chang'an. Fortunately, there are my former colleagues and subordinates in those cities, so it is convenient to arrange them."

"How to arrange it, everything will be shown by the son."

"Yuan Qiong plans to attack Chang'an City at midnight three days later."

"Your Majesty, you want me to lead troops to ambush before Yuan Qiong attacks the city?"

Murong Xing's long and narrow phoenix eyes flashed a little coldness, he slowly shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "No, I hope the general will just watch the city of Chang'an break down and let the soldiers from the Northwest pretend to be civilians and enter the city while the chaos is in progress. Do it."

Three days later, at midnight.

The midnight wind in summer was still frighteningly cold, Shao Guan was sitting under the window facing the wind, his peach-blossom pupils were as black as ink, and his eyes were blue-black, without any expression, obviously he had not slept for many nights.

On the plate next to the young man, there were two pieces of shortbread, which were delivered three days ago by the guards guarding the place. They said that the Empress ordered someone to deliver them quietly.

Fortunately, the queen mother is still in the middle palace. Fortunately, his mother is still safe and sound.

Shao Guan stared blankly at the plate of shortbread, thinking of something, the end of his eyes was stained with a little blush, a thin layer of tears, in the night that no one knew, condensed into tears, slid down his cheeks, and was caught again. The boy pretended to be light and raised his hand to wipe it away.

It was something given to him by his mother, but it was also something Murong Xing liked to give him.

After that day, his limbs gradually gained strength, but it was still difficult to speak, but he was able to pronounce simple words, obviously his body was recovering.

But... this very likely means that the Gu poison in the body is about to explode.

The young man subconsciously raised his hand and lightly touched the side of his neck. The wound on his head had already healed, but the touch still hurt faintly.

The night wind was a bit bitter, and Shao Guan was just about to reach out to close the window when a blood-colored light suddenly lit up the entire sky.

The dark blue sky was as bright as day for a moment, and the scarlet light reflected the boy's face clearly, and his black eyes were lined with a strange blood color, like some kind of ominous sign.

It took almost a breath, the pupils of the young man who had experienced in the Northwest Army shrank, and the vigilance engraved in his blood boiled.

It was the light of burning torches when the army attacked the city, the boulders thrown by countless catapults, and the rockets shot by countless crossbowmen.

Murong Xing still made a move.

Shao Guan suddenly ran like crazy to the main entrance of the main hall, clenched his hands into fists, and knocked hard on the heavy wooden door.

It wasn't until his hands were red and swollen that a guard came over and asked impatiently, "What are you doing at night, you—"

The whole city of Chang'an boiled.

Like a ghost, the army came out of nowhere. It knew exactly where the Chang'an garrison was deployed, and at a time when no one was on guard, it ignited a beacon in the prosperous imperial capital.

"The Lingnan army has attacked Chang'an! The Lingnan army has attacked Chang'an! Daliang is about to die—"