MTL - A Tale of Two Phoenixes-Chapter 270 Sounding horn

For a moment, the chill of cold ran through the chest of tolerance, he was not afraid of the cold, but at this moment felt that his fingers were trembling gently. In his life, he had never had such fear.

He's ... scared.

The fear almost crushed his heart.

However, the panic was only a moment, and soon, tolerate a breath, the cold air filled the chest quickly, and in his eyes, there was an ingrained calmness.

Now is not the time to panic. The first thing to determine is whether an accident happened in Luoyang. Although the coincidence of time made him tremble, the delay in the letter may not be related to the palace.

Concerns are messy.

However, Luoyang was two thousand miles away from Pingcheng. He couldn't know the specific situation for a while. At this time, I couldn't help but think of the "phone" that Chu Yu told him in future generations. What if there was a phone at this time?

He also arranged for someone in Luoyang to be under the jurisdiction of the steward, responsible for the safety and security of Chu Chu. If Feng Ting wanted to start with Chu Yu, his subordinates could do some blocking.

Even if Luoyang was determined to have changed, he could not immediately rush to save people.

I calmly pressed down my thoughts, tolerated a slight groan, and made a decision now.

Uh ...

Xuanguan Canghai was tolerant to send a messenger and asked him to meet him. The meaning of the message was urgent. His mind was strange. Tolerance was always in the hands of the overall situation. He was calm and steady, and his life and death remained unchanged. What happened this time? It seemed that it was more important than life and death?

He followed the tolerant subordinates and walked all the way, watching Canghai and realizing that the atmosphere on the street was cold and small, and the sound of horseshoes and neat running steps passed by him, splashing the snow.

The army's horn sounded first on the streets of this street. Then, Guan Canghai heard echoes from the Quartet, officers' orders, the collision of weapons, and noisy and cold knock on Guan Canghai's eardrums.

If someone is watching on the sky at this time, they can see that in the flat city covered by white snow, small black dots converge into a stream, dividing the white city into several squares. These black flows are rushing towards the same place. .

That place is--

Royal Palace.

Watching the sea feels amazed.

Currently in Pingcheng, the only one capable of mobilizing a large number of troops is tolerance.

Rongzhi what is this to do?

Want to break into the palace?

Although Feng Ting's movement is slower, he is not so impatient, right?

Xuanguan Canghai always remembers that from a very young age, Rong was able to calm down, how could he become so impatient today?

疑问 This question became more intense when he saw tolerance, and Guan Canghai felt keenly that the emotion of tolerance was suppressed by himself, as if with a slight touch, he would spit out violently.

"... tolerance?" Viewing the Canghai was a little uncertain and authentic, and he couldn't look at it. At this time, he even doubted whether the person standing in front of him was tolerant.

Wu Rongzhi said concisely, "Luoyang's letter is two days late."

Although Guancang Haiping usually does not count people, but when it comes to mind, it is not much less than tolerance. At the same time, it knows a lot about tolerance. Therefore, after listening to this sentence, it is immediately understood that tolerance is considered. Is the letter late? "

Wu Rongzhi said quietly: "But maybe something really happened." Maybe, maybe, maybe it's all right, but he couldn't afford to bet that "maybe."

Xu Yi realized that Feng Ting might be unfavorable to Chu Yu, and tolerate the decision immediately. He summoned the men and horses he could immediately mobilize, control the inside and outside of Pingcheng, cling to the gate, and split half of his force to lock the palace.

These are just preparations.

Watching the Canghai and Rong Zhi side by side, walking quickly on the road where the army gave way. When the palace was near, Guan Canghai suddenly said, "I still don't understand, why did Feng Ting do this?"

He always felt that Feng Ting had no reason to deal with Chu Yu. If Feng Ting wants to be detrimental to Chu Yu, the purpose is nothing more than to deal with tolerance, but no matter what he thinks, this is an extremely unwise move.

I ca n’t say too much. Now Beiwei ’s power is nearly half, secretly pinching on Rong Zhi. Although Feng Ting is a queen queen, if she wants to fight Rong Zhi, only one face will be overturned.

There are two possible ways to look at Luoyang.

For one thing, Feng Ting killed Chu Yu. This is the dumbest possible. Killing Chu Yu will not only bring any benefits, but will irritate tolerance and cause terrible revenge.

Secondly, Feng Ting abducted Chu Yu to use it for tolerance. This journey may seem possible, but it is actually difficult and difficult. Luoyang Pingcheng is two thousand miles away. During the process of escrow, many variables can be tolerated.

However, the premise of all of this is that we must first dismantle the deployment in Luoyang, but that is not too easy.

At this moment, Rongzhi can already see the gate of the imperial city. Surrounded by dense sergeants, the glorious and solemn palace of the past showed a certain degree of unbearable fragility. His eyes were bottomless and he said without emotion: "Even with Luoyang It's irrelevant, and today I will also resolve the issues that have been outstanding. "

His thoughts are close to watching the sea. What he can think of, naturally he can think that Feng Ting has no reason to deal with Chu Yu, because she does not have enough strength to rely on.

However, what is different from watching the sea is that Chu Yu's weight towards him is not acceptable to him. He is now in control of the situation with certainty and certainty.

If Feng Ting really makes an unwise move, the army surrounded by the palace is his chips and weapons; even if Luoyang can be determined, on the other hand, Feng Ting has been delaying the fact that the emperor's abolition is not indisputable. He Take this opportunity to forcibly settle the matter.

Before calling the subordinates, Rong Zhi had thought of all possibilities, thought of the best and worst situations, and made corresponding square matrix strategies.

The best case is that he is more attentive, and the secret letter arrives quickly, and Takuba Hiroshi passes on to Takuba under pressure and is assisted by the Queen Mother.

Worst case ... Worst case ...

He is sorrowful by love, and horrible by love.

When the two walked to the palace gate, Zhang Canghai noticed that the tolerance beside him suddenly stopped and turned around and asked, "What's wrong?" Why didn't they leave?

Wu Rongzhi's long eyelashes were condensed with a few small ice beads. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said softly, "Nothing."

If he is, he is saying that if Chu Yu really has something unexpected, he doesn't mind taking the entire Northern Wei Palace to bury her.

This is the worst case scenario. Killing the people of the royal family has no harm to him. Although he now controls a lot of power, not the entire Northern Wei Dynasty is under his control. Once the supreme ruler collapses, civil unrest and contention will inevitably occur.

Naturally, for him, the difference between peaceful seizure and military conquest is only a little less distance between heart and blood, but it is not much different, but at this moment, we sincerely hope that we will not let him use the last resort. .

He was cold-hearted, and even though there were blood everywhere in the mountains and rivers, he could not shake him, but he did not want to have Chu Yu's blood in it.

He came to the palace with the gate closed, and the two stopped, allowing him to raise his head slightly, his voice quiet: "Open the door."

The words did not fall, then two rows of sergeants joined forces to pick up the large logs and slammed the door together.

A loud noise of "，", the tall palace door separated to the sides, the north wind rolled up, the grass rustled, and the snow flakes rushed into the door before the tolerance!