The years I was in the human world

"What's going on? Can Lingo do it?" Xie's father asked anxiously, wishing he could snatch the battle report from Xie Huaiyu's hand and read it himself.

"We can't hold Jingkou anymore. Get ready to pack up and run." Xiao Fengzhuo casually handed the battle report from a few days ago to Xie's father and asked him to read it.

Perhaps he had anticipated the result, as Xiao Fengzhuo had been taking care of Xie Huaiyu's health these days. He hid like a turtle and did not come out. Xiao Fengzhuo did not force him. He brought Lu Zhouxue from the military camp outside the city and moved back to the Xie mansion in a dignified manner, and handled Xie Huaiyu's affairs in an orderly manner.

But he was not Xie Huaiyu himself, and his words and actions were completely different from his own. He had no intention of concealing the fact. Everyone in the mansion was talking about how their young master's temperament had changed after returning from a trip to Jingkou, and he was not as easy to talk to as before.

Father Xie almost couldn't catch his breath when he heard Xiao Fengzhuo's words. He quickly took the battle report and found that Xiao Fengzhuo was bluffing him: "What nonsense are you talking about? Isn't this well guarded?"

However, Xiao Fengzhuo was not talking nonsense. According to the time, the vanguard of the Wuxiang people should be approaching the city of Lin'an.

Xiao Fengzhuo asked calmly, "This is the military report from five days ago. Food and grass are in urgent need. There are cultivators to help. How long do you think the mortal bodies of the Northern Army can hold out in the hands of the immortals' magic weapons? One day? Two days? I'm afraid the Wuxiang people are about to reach the city gate by now."

"How could this be..." Father Xie fell silent. He was old and no longer had the courage he had when he was young. He knew that his son would never talk nonsense, but he was unwilling to accept the fact in his heart. However, since it was related to the fate of the family, he could not help but believe it. "Huaiyu, do you have any solution?"

"Before Chu Zhaoli left, he left three thousand heavily armored soldiers in the camp outside the capital. I will go to mobilize the troops, and you help me to clear the way everywhere. Also, make sure to hold Xiao Ling back." Xiao Fengzhuo said as he walked out. Of course, there was no such episode in the past. Not to mention the soldiers, there was not even any preparation before the war.

"Okay, I'll go and call Li's great-grandfather right away, and you won't have to worry." Xie's father did not question his son's countermeasures. He quickly agreed, changed into an official uniform, and tremblingly got into the carriage with the help of servants.

Before getting on the carriage, he suddenly turned back and looked seriously at Xiao Fengzhuo who was about to ride out of the city with Lu Zhouxue. There was a bright light flashing in his old eyes. He said, "Huaiyu, if the Xie family cannot be saved, you should save yourself first."

Even Father Xie, who used thunderous means in the court and regarded the family's glory as more important than anything else, had to soften his heart in front of his only son. This is a true father and son, Xiao Fengzhuo thought, he nodded, and said obediently: "Okay, father."

The 3,000 heavily armored troops in the suburbs of Beijing were specially left by Chu Zhaoli for Xie Huaiyu. The cavalry captain recognized Xie Huaiyu's face, and as soon as he arrived, the other side knew that a war was about to begin.

With the help of his father Xie, he quickly led his troops into the capital and took over the city defense. He left most of the troops at the city walls and led light cavalry directly into the palace. Xiao Fengzhuo's thinking was very clear. Jingkou had been broken and the situation of the Northern Palace Army was unclear. The small force in the capital was completely unable to stop them.

But if he could control Xiao Ling... Xiao Fengzhuo narrowed his eyes. He didn't suspect this man back then and left the undefended capital city to Xiao Ling. This time, he didn't intend to let this man take advantage of him.

The people on the long street looked at the soldiers and horses galloping past, and discussed in confusion:

"What's going on again?"

"I heard that Prime Minister Xie went to see Minister Li this morning. Could it be that the one leading the troops in front is Young Master Xie?"

"Oh, everyone knows that the Xie family has always attached great importance to etiquette. I'm afraid they have to uphold the orthodoxy."

"Keep your voice down. What do you mean by orthodoxy? If His Majesty hears it, he will definitely kill you."

The discussion of the underground people could not reach the ears of Xiao Fengzhuo who was about to overthrow the regime. Xie's father's communication was very effective. At least before he arrived at the palace gate and started the armed invasion, the imperial guards guarding the imperial city did not receive any news.

He went in easily. The imperial guards stopped him symbolically and then let him and the light cavalry he led in. After all, it was a fact that Xiao Ling was plotting to usurp the throne. Xie Huaiyu's behavior represented the attitude of the Xie family, and the attitude of the Xie family reflected the attitude of the aristocratic families.

Although Xiao Ling became the emperor, the political power of the Southern Dynasty was actually still in the hands of the aristocratic families. The commander of the imperial guards wisely did not get involved in the political struggles of the aristocratic families, which made it convenient for Xie Huaiyu and also left a way out for himself.

Xiao Fengzhuo broke into the Weiyang Palace regardless of the weather and kicked open the tightly closed palace door. This scared the old ministers of the aristocratic families who were dragging Xiao Ling around inside. Xie's father's eyes widened. He knew that his son was going to mobilize troops, but he didn't know that this bastard would break into the palace so arrogantly.

Xiao Ling was calm. He had been a powerful official for two dynasties and was no longer young. His silvery hair was combed neatly, and his wrinkled old face showed no sign of decadence. He looked at Xiao Fengzhuo with a very intimidating look: "Huaiyu, what are you doing?"

Lu Zhouxue looked at the old man in bright yellow clothes sitting on the high seat. Although he was too old to recognize his true appearance, it was indeed Xiao Ling. He couldn't help but feel mixed emotions. Even if he had looked into the human world back then, he wouldn't have found this person so late.

But none of this matters now. Lu Zhouxue quickly withdrew his gaze. What concerned Xiao Yueheng was Sui Miao, not Qing Jun.

Xiao Fengzhuo also glanced at Xiao Ling who was sitting on the dragon throne, thinking that this old guy was quite patient.

Xiao Ling pretended to be serious with him, but he had no time to practice Tai Chi. Regardless of Xie Huaiyu's original attitude, he walked to Xiao Ling's desk, stretched out his hand to take away the memorial in his hand, and smiled cynically: "Can't you see, you are supporting the principal wife."

"Xiao Ling, you are not sitting steadily in this seat, please come down." There was none of Xie Huaiyu's usual uprightness and self-restraint in Xiao Fengzhuo's words. However, at this moment, no one else had the time to pay attention to his manners, because his behavior was shocking enough.

"Ah - Huaiyu." Lu Zhouxue reminded him softly, telling him not to just focus on talking and forget about the important matter.

"Got it, Mianmian." Xiao Fengzhuo responded with a chuckle, then turned to look at Xiao Ling with a cold gaze. He drew out his dagger and twirled it around his fingertips, then put the blade to Xiao Ling's neck.

The old minister beside him was startled. Minister Li stumbled and pulled at Xie's father's sleeve, with cold sweat on his forehead: "Old Xie, when you came to call me, you didn't say that your son was going to do this."

Father Xie had a lot of grievances in his heart, but he was not surprised. Xie Huaiyu only told him that he would mobilize troops and asked him to help with the communication and then delay Xiao Ling, but he did not say that he would break into the palace to force him to abdicate. The knife was even on the emperor's neck.

Anyway, this time he had no choice but to go all the way. If he failed, his Xie family would be accused of usurping the throne, which would be a grave crime that would implicate all nine generations of his family. Father Xie racked his brains to understand why his son, who had always been thorough, dignified and steady, suddenly became so reckless.