The prince is very cruel

Guan Ning poured him a cup of tea and said, "Master Gai, this is a special period, so I will cut to the chase and get straight to the point."

"it is good!"

“How many troops are there in the city now?”

Gai Yiming blurted out, "Including the officials, there are at least 70,000 people. All of Zhao Tai's students, friends, relatives and descendants are here."

"Most of them are at the Governor's Palace to keep vigil."

"Taking the arsenal is as difficult as climbing to heaven!"

After these words were spoken, the atmosphere at the scene became more solemn.

Guan Ning remained calm, already having some plans in mind: "Do you have any specific information about the armory? How many people are guarding it?"

Gai Yiming shook his head: "I still haven't found the exact location these days. Many of Zhao Tai's confidants don't know about this existence."

“But I found someone!”

"This man's name is Zhang Yue, a third-rank general, commanding the deputy military governors of Guangdong and Guangxi. He was one of Zhao Tai's closest confidants during his lifetime. After Zhao Tai's accident, he hasn't been seen since, which is very unusual."

"And according to my investigation, the troops under this person's command have been stationed at the reviewing platform."

"I wonder where it might be?"

Upon hearing this, Guan Ning narrowed his eyes. A third-rank general, deputy Sima of Guangdong and Guangxi?

This level is considered very high. Basically, except for Zhao Tai, he does not need to bow to anyone in Guangdong and Guangxi.

"Where is the reviewing platform you mentioned?"

"It's inside the city, behind the Governor's Mansion. There used to be an ancient tomb there. Zhao Tai believed the words of an alchemist who said that the place had good feng shui and could bless him with victory in every battle. So Zhao Tai ordered the area to be hollowed out and built into a military review platform."

"Any troop deployment must be carried out there," said Gai Yiming.

"Then where have you been?" Guan Ning asked again.

"I've been there, but it was during the military roll call and we couldn't move around, so I don't know much. I only know that it's very big, with many watchtowers and horse traps. Plus, it's Zhao Tai's base camp, so there are a lot of troops stationed there, and they're all his trusted confidants," Gai Yiming explained.

A sharp gleam flashed in Guan Ning's eyes.

Its predecessor was an ancient tomb, which corresponds to the underground space where he was imprisoned. The large number of troops stationed there and even horse traps set up in the city further prove that this place is probably not just a parade ground.

In ancient times, armies would usually offer sacrifices to heaven or perform martial arts demonstrations and swear oaths before marching to war, but these locations were far less sophisticated.

"How do we find Zhang Yue?"

As a scout commander, Gai Yiming is obviously good at intelligence.

"He was stationed at the review station for a long time, and he only returned home once every ten days. This was a regular occurrence for many years. Even if he didn't stay overnight, he would go home for an hour or two before returning to the review station."

"Calculating the date, tonight is exactly the day he returns. If nothing unexpected happens, we should be able to see him at twilight hour."

"He will be accompanied by about thirty guards..."

He told all the news in great detail.

Guan Ning took a look at the sky outside, made a decision immediately, and said, "Okay!"

"Master Gai, I understand. You can go back first."

"If possible, help me monitor the movements in Guangling City. If there are any major movements or people from the court arrive, notify me immediately."

Gai Yiming clasped his fists and said, "Yes!"

As soon as Gai Yiming left, Guan Ning said, "There's no time to lose!"

"This Zhang Yue is very important. Let's go find him and wait for him to come home."

"Yes!" The six Dharma protectors nodded in unison.

Immediately afterwards, Guan Ning took his men to Zhang's mansion without even having time to eat.

As an important military and political figure in Guangdong and Guangxi, Zhang's mansion was naturally extremely luxurious. There were soldiers guarding the front and back doors, so it was easy to find. Guan Ning sneaked in directly in advance.

The interior is as luxurious as a small palace. With the salary of a third-rank general, even if he spent all his money without eating or drinking, it would probably take him hundreds of years to save up enough money to afford such a luxurious place.

Guan Ning knew that this guy must be up to no good, so he searched his house.

Time passed minute by minute, and the sky became darker and darker. After Zhao Tai's death, Guangling City was in panic and filled with a layer of gloom.

Although they seemed to be gathered together to keep vigil for Zhao Tai, in fact, their hearts were divided. Most of them came to fight for their own interests, whether they were the old emperor or the bigwigs from Guangdong and Guangxi.

As soon as Zhao Tai died, the vacant power caused undercurrents in Guangling City, and it was naturally dangerous for Guan Ning to snatch food from the tiger's mouth.

As the hour of You arrives, dark clouds gather overhead.

Suddenly, the sound of dense horse hooves rang out at the gate of Zhang's mansion. A large number of servants and women in the mansion quickly got ready and went out to greet them.

The scene was no less than welcoming the emperor.

Guan Ning, who was hiding in the mansion, also noticed this and peeked out from the darkness towards the front gate: "It should be him."

"But judging from the sound, there should be more than thirty people." Lou Xinyue frowned slightly.

"It's useless even if there are more people." Guan Ning's eyes gradually became murderous.

main entrance.

A forty-year-old middle-aged man, eight feet tall, with a thick beard and a tough face, jumped off his warhorse.

"Greetings, sir!" Everyone saluted in unison.

"Ah."

The man just grunted authoritatively, "Is everything alright at home?"

"My Lord, everything is fine at home."

"Everything you ordered is ready. We can set off immediately after the funeral is over."

The man nodded, and after the servants took off his armor, he strode towards the study, followed by all his men, all armed.

But fortunately, the moment he entered the study, all his men stayed outside, holding torches and preventing anyone from approaching.

As soon as he entered the study, the man opened a rather hidden compartment and took out a small box from it.

Just as he was about to open it, his hand suddenly froze, his eyes narrowed, and his pupils contracted.

He had a habit of putting confidential things downwards, whether it was a letter or something else, but now this box was facing upwards, which meant that someone had touched it.

He realized something was wrong and immediately called for an investigation.

But just as he raised his head, there was a sound of a knife ringing, and the cold tip of the knife was already against his throat. The touch of coldness and death made him tense instantly, his hair stood on end, and he swallowed back the words he was about to shout.

The man then became angry and tried hard to turn around to see who it was: "Who are you?"

There was no response from the person behind him.

Instead, a tall and slender figure emerged from the shadows ahead: "General Zhang, I've long admired you!"

Zhang Yue was shocked. Is there someone else?

When he saw it clearly, he was shocked: "It's you!"

"Shh!" Guan Ning made a gesture to silence him. "It seems you know me, so that makes things easier."

"You killed the governor, and you still dare to come to Guangling City!" A murderous look appeared on Zhang Yue's majestic and tough face, and his fists were clenched so hard that they made crackling sounds.

"If you want to die, you can shout louder." Guan Ning said calmly.