Return of the Swallow

Most of the people don't understand the disputes in the court, and they don't care much about right and wrong, which is black and white.In today's troubled times, what everyone expects most is only one family can survive.

At first, everyone was worried and suspicious. Although Pang Xiao’s reputation for benevolence and righteousness for many years was outside, the people also admired him in their hearts. Pang Xiao was once again jealous of him by the emperor. The whole family was brutally persecuted, and everyone was full of him. With the tragic and heroic sympathy, it's just that when the war is about to break out, no one can completely relax and can guarantee that Pang Xiao will not hurt them.

But now, everyone has seen Pang Xiao's intentions.

Use paper kites to deliver news into the city, telling them that as long as they don’t come out and walk around, don’t misunderstand them to save their lives. The prince even promised that they will not disrupt the lives of any people at will.

Everyone was full of hope, and the news on the paper kite grew wings and flew across the streets and alleys quickly. No one knew when Pang Xiao would launch an offensive. So soon, everyone in the capital rushed to buy. Get food.

In the imperial study room, Li Qitian looked at the paper kite presented, and gradually clenched his hands, his eyes filled with confusion and confusion that could no longer be hidden.

This paper kite is the last warning, the warning that the Huben Army and the Peace Southern Army will launch a general attack on the capital.As an emperor, he now has neither money nor no one in his hands. Seeing that the butcher knife is about to fall, he can only kill with his eyes closed.

"What are the reactions of the people in the city?" After a long while, Li Qitian said with difficulty.

He looked down, pondered for a long time, and then cautiously opened his mouth to answer: "Going back to the Holy Spirit, the people seem to relax a lot."

Li Qitian stepped back two steps, paralyzed on a paulownia chair covered with a bright yellow chair, his whole body seemed to have lost strength, and he leaned back for a long while unable to speak.

A voice in his heart kept asking himself: What has he gained over the years?Isn't he the emperor's favorite?Why is it that at a critical juncture, no one is willing to reach out and pull him?

Is this the state of the world?

Seeing that he was losing, those people shrank their necks and didn't want to care about him as an emperor anymore?

He has practiced Zuo for ten years. He has been famous and rich. Now he is forced to such a degree...

What should he do?

"Holy Master." Xiong Jinshui quickly walked into the imperial study room, "Master Yu, Master Song and other adults beg to see you."

Li Qitian was a little irritable and didn't want to see him, but when he thought of them, perhaps he had thought of a way, and when he stood up, he regained his spirit.

"Let them in."

"Yes."

Xiong Jinshui retreated.

Not long after, I heard a mess of footsteps outside the hall.

Li Qitian found it a little strange, like Yu Ziqiu and Songquan, the elders of the North Ji State, the most important is their family history, and they must be disciplined in everything they do.Now that they came to the Yushufang to reply, their footsteps were so messy, it was really strange.

At this moment, the spy who was kneeling to answer the conversation suddenly stood up, looking tense towards the gate of the palace, his eyes became more and more focused, but his expression became more and more flustered.

"Holy Lord! A large number of people are surrounded!"

Li Qitian was shocked and said in disbelief: "What did you say?"

"Holy, the sound of footsteps outside is wrong! At least a few hundred people came from all around!"

Li Qitian made a thump in his heart, and the bloody color withdrew from his face in an instant, his hands and feet seemed to be plunged into an ice hole, and his whole body trembled when it was cold.

"It's Pang Xiao who came in!" It took a long time for Li Qitian to exclaim.

Unexpectedly, when the voice fell, Yu Ziqiu's voice came from outside the hall: "Don't panic, the emperor, I'm just here to petition for the people!"

Li Qitian knew that something was not going well, so he walked quickly to the door of the palace with a composure, and pushed the door open with a "creak".

I saw that there were two to three hundred people in the open space in front of the imperial library.These people all had things in their hands, and they focused their attention on the Imperial Study Room.

You know, on weekdays, no one dares to be just a face.

Li Qitian pretended to be calm, and asked loudly: "You are so presumptuous! This is the palace inside! With so many people gathered outside our imperial study, don't you want to rebel!"

Yu Ziqiu's face was filled with the official smile, and his voice was full of carelessness: "Sheng, calm down. The officials have no intention of this."

"No such intention? So what do you mean by standing here now? Is it because Gyeonggi Guards, Yulin Army, and Jinwu Guards came to me to perform the battle?"

Yu Ziqiu smiled, "The emperor does not need to be so anxious. After thinking about it, the minister wants to share the worries for the emperor. You love the people with all your heart, so naturally you are reluctant to look at the people's lives. He also heard that Prince Zhongshun sent paper kites into the city. After the ministers discussed it, I feel that the prince of loyalty is not a person who does not believe in words. If he does not act rashly, he will naturally be able to save the lives of the people."

"Yes, the saint will understand the ministers." Song Quan said with a smile, "As the saint, the son of destiny, he will naturally consider the people wholeheartedly. As long as Pang Zhixi can be stabilized, then things will be easy to handle in the future. "

Li Qitian gritted his teeth, looked at the few Beiji elders in front of him, and looked at the guards of the Imperial Forest Army facing each other behind them, and said with great disappointment: "Okay, you are so good! At the critical moment, you don't want to solve the problem, but you want to sacrifice. The emperor? What is the difference between you doing this and surrendering the Great Zhou Jiangshan by yourself!

"The saints are noble, the ministers are all vulgar people, the ministers also have families, and the families are also people. There is no reason to let so many ordinary people come to bury us with these people?" Song Quan said the truth. With a smile on his face, he was similarly teasing Li Qitian.

Li Qitian was furious, and yelled: "Come here, arrest this group of chaotic thieves!"

Who knew the voice fell, but no one around him responded!Only Li Qitian was jumping anxiously, and the others looked forward blankly.

The fear in Li Qitian's heart gradually deepened, and his face was no longer as graceful and cautious as usual.Some guards listened to the instructions and hurriedly led people to the gate of the imperial study room, defending the courtyard tightly.

"Holy, I'm wronged you to rest here these days." Yu Ziqiu and Songquan saluted Li Qitian together, planning to retire.

Li Qitian roared: "You waited for me to be bought by Pang Xiao's servant! So we got together to force the palace! I tell you, it's useless!"

Yu Ziqiu said: "You calm down, the minister does not mean to force the palace, the minister just chooses the most beneficial method for the people to implement it, and minimizes the casualties. The emperor should only rest quietly for the members, and it will be uncertain for you. I can live a life of comfort and leisure."