Chapter 355 (1/2)
The emperor's face was even more ugly, not to mention that Xiao San was his flesh and blood. If the Chengwang of Changdi had an accident, the two countries which had been fighting for more than ten years might fight again. Xiao Yi, the son of Zhennan king, was a vital proton. If he died in the capital, would it not be an excuse for Zhennan king to rebel? This is the son of Mo Da, who is also the only son of the three generations of Dingguo general's mansion
Why did you choose to travel today?!
The emperor became more and more upset. He pondered for a moment, took out a gold medal and gave it to Duke Liu. He ordered: ”pass on my will and order Liang Zeng, commander of the pioneer camp, to take people to Cuiwei mountain. He must welcome back the third prince and his party! Go
”Yes, your majesty!” Mr. Liu left in a hurry.
As a result of the mob uprising, the officers and men of the Qianfeng camp had already been on standby outside the palace. As soon as the emperor's edict arrived, Liang Zeng, commander of the vanguard camp, ordered 300 cavalry and rode to the east gate.
The rainstorm in Wangdu city has stopped at this time. Hundreds of Horseshoes fly by, and the mud and water splash in the places where they pass by, and pedestrians all avoid it!
Liang Zengzheng wanted to order the guards to open the gate. However, there seemed to be a dispute between a group of men and the soldiers guarding the gate.
Liang Zeng had the emperor's life in his body. He directly held up the gold medal on his horse's back and yelled: ”this commander is ordered by his majesty to leave the city. Who is noisy in front of him?” He was followed by a hundred cavalry men. Their horses neigh and tread lightly on their hooves.
”I'll see you, commander!” A captain in charge of guarding the city stepped forward and saluted, ”my subordinate was ordered to guard the city here, but Lord Nangong brought a team of guards and had to leave the city, so there was a dispute with his subordinates!”
”Lord Nangong?” Liang Zengguo squints thoughtfully. Although military officials and civil servants do not have much contact, how can he not know the famous Nangong mansion. A gentle man in green robes came out of the shadow of the city gate, bowing and saying, ”Nangong Mu sees the lintel commander.”
Liang Zeng's eyes pause on Nangong mu, remembering that the other party should be the second son of Nangong family. He is serving Nangong mu in the sixth grade cabinet.