Although Han Mo looked very calm, he was very confused. Han Xuandao seemed to guess Han Mo's concerns. He glanced at Han Mo, nodded quietly, and then turned around and went into the hall. Fan Yunao looked back at Hong Zongming and said a little. Hong Zongming understood what he meant and immediately followed. The three of them, under the gaze of thousands of imperial guards, had no weapons and entered the hall one after another.

The main hall of Ganxin Hall is empty, leaving traces of previous fights. Bai Yi was dead while standing, but the corpse was first brought down in front of him. At this time, he was still lying in the hall. Although there were many people outside the hall, the hall was empty and deserted, exuding a very strong and gloomy atmosphere.

When Hong Zongming saw Bai Yi's corpse, he looked excited and quickly stepped forward, squatted down and looked at it, then knelt on the ground, bowed respectfully, then clenched his fists tightly, got up, looking at Han Xuandao who was slowly moving forward, with a sharp murderous intent in his eyes, and he was about to rush forward to kill Han Xuandao under his fist.

Walking along the east corridor for a while, it was deserted all the way, without a single eunuch palace maid. Han Xuandao's steps were steady, Fan Yunao's steps were light, but Hong Zongming's steps were heavy. The three of them came to a vermilion gate. Han Xuandao knelt down first: "My teacher Han Xuandao asked the priest, the internal supervisory party was suppressed, the priest was frightened, and I deserve to die. Come and ask the priest to sue you!"

Fan Yunao squinted his eyes and soon knelt in front of the gate with Hong Zongming.

Not long after, the door was heard "creaking" and slowly opened. The one who appeared inside the door suddenly became the queen Han Shu. Her pretty face looked extremely haggard, pale and bloodless, with a cold expression. She said lightly: "The Lord Dragon Body is not comfortable, don't you know why you still come to disturb me?"

Fan Yunao and Hong Zongming looked at each other and said, "Report to the Empress, the inner supervisor Chen Hongdao, the rebellion of the palace, and found a letter from him. It was evidence of private collusion with Hong Zongming. However, Hong Zongming claimed that he was framed and Bai Yi was killed in the palace by the inner supervisor. It is of great importance and dare not not report it. Therefore, he met the emperor and begged the emperor to make a judgment!"

Hong Zongming frowned and clenched his fists. He knew very well that Han Xuandao was indeed a cunning person, and Fan Yunaoke was not a good person. He should be careful about both of them.

However, when the emperor thought of the secret order to destroy the aristocratic family issued by the emperor himself, he would definitely hate the aristocratic family. Now that the imperial guards are gathered outside the hall, as long as the emperor really makes up his mind to destroy the aristocratic family, with a command, Han Xuandao and Fan Yunao will not be able to leave the palace alive tonight.

As long as you see the emperor, the emperor will definitely favor himself rather than the leaders of these two aristocratic families.

...

"With evidence in hand, why bother to disturb the emperor?" The queen said lightly: "Now, all the affairs of the court are handled by your cabinet. The rebels entered the palace to rebel and disturb the emperor's carriage. Even if your cabinet doesn't know how to deal with it, even if you hand them over to Dali Temple, Dali Temple will still understand the law of the king, right?

Hong Zongming immediately said: "Empress, I am wronged, I am loyal and have no intention of treason. I just want to meet the emperor, and everything will be decided by the emperor!"

Fan Yunao also said respectfully: "Empress, not only Hong Zongming is now, but the thousands of imperial guards outside the hall are also very confused about what to do tonight. The emperor is the son of heaven. If you look at it clearly, you will definitely be able to solve the doubts of the soldiers."

The queen glanced coldly at Fan Yunao and asked, "Thousands of imperial guards gathered outside the Ganxin Palace? Is this going to force the palace?"

"I dare not!" The three of them kowtowed.

At this moment, a weak voice came from the hall and said, "Is it... who is outside?"

The sound was not loud, but now there was a lot inside and outside the house, the voices were heard very clearly. When he heard this sound, the expressions of Han Xuandao and the other two were different.

Han Xuandao had no expression on his face and seemed calm and composed, but Hong Zongming's eyebrows showed a look of joy.

Only Fan Yunao, after the voice penetrated into his ears, he felt as if he was shocked, his face was extremely shocked, his mouth was opened, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Fortunately, he was lying on the ground, and the others could not see his expression.

Although the voice was a little soft and powerless, Fan Yunao could hear it all at once, it was the voice of His Majesty the Emperor.

His mood was so complicated that he didn't know what it felt like.

But the queen had already replied respectfully: "The emperor is the Minister of Revenue, Lord Han, and Lord Fan, Minister of War, came to ask for a meeting!"

"Let them come in!" The emperor's voice came from inside: "I also want to know what the state is going on now!"

The queen then said lightly: "Come in!" and turned around and went in.

Han Xuandao stood up and looked back at Hong Zongming with a expressionless face, but his eyes were like a blade. He slowly stepped in. Fan Yunao frowned, and there was a deep doubt in his eyes, and he finally went in with Hong Zongming.

Above the dragon couch, there was a brocade tent like clouds, and there was still a distance from the dragon couch. Han Xuandao was the first to kneel down, and behind him Fan Yunao and Hong Zongming could only kneel down.

"I already know what's happening outside." The emperor's voice came from the dragon bed, and he was extremely calm: "Is Bai Yi, Longxiong Camp, dead?"

Hong Zongming immediately said: "Report to the emperor, Lord Bai... was killed by the internal prison!"

"Then are you responsible for the command of Longxiong Camp now?"

"yes!"

"I'm here to ask you, what is the responsibility of Longxiang Camp?"

"Report to the Lord, Longxiang Camp is to protect the imperial city and protect the saint!"

The emperor sneered: "Guard the imperial city and protect me?"

Hong Zongming had already smelled an ominous feeling from the emperor's tone, his face changed slightly, and he bowed to the ground: "My...!"

"I'm here to ask you, since Longxiang Camp is a guarding the imperial city, how could it be easily entered by Zhongyi Camp? How did you protect the imperial city?" Before Hong Zongming could speak, the emperor had already said in an extremely cold voice: "You must protect me, but right next to me, right in the hall, the inner prisoner was in chaos, and even murdered Bai Yi in the hall. If Han Aiqing had not led Zhongyi Camp to arrive, would my head be taken away by those groups?"

Hong Zongming's face turned pale, and sweat beads appeared on his forehead, so he dared not speak.

"The internal supervisor is in chaos, and your Longxiang Camp is coming late. I don't understand why my invincible Longxiang Camp has become so late?" The emperor's angry voice came clearly from the curtain: "What are your ideas? I have no intention of paying attention to it. Now my swords and weapons outside the hall are everywhere. I don't care whether you are wronged or not, but I want to borrow something from you to quell the chaos tonight. Are you willing to borrow from me?"

Hong Zongming was completely disappointed and bowed to the ground, trembling all over, not because of fear, but because of a deep disappointment. He thought the emperor would take this opportunity to act thrill and start with Han Xuandao and Fan Yunao as the flag sacrifice to vigorously eliminate the aristocratic families, but he never expected that the emperor would have such an attitude.

He was filled with excitement before, but at this moment he was already dead. His soul and power seemed to be pulled out of his body at this moment, becoming weak and helpless.

"I am a minister of the Great Yan, who is devoted to the loyalty of the Lord. All my things are given by the Lord." Hong Zongming raised his head, looked at the blurry shadows in the curtain, and made his last effort: "The Lord has his order, and I and the Imperial Guard will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

The emperor's voice was still cold: "I only borrow your...head!"

Hong Zongming's body was shocked.

"I am tired, and all matters in the court will be handled by the cabinet. Han Aiqing and Fan Aiqing have worked hard." The emperor said calmly: "You retreat... Yes, Han Aiqing, Hong Zongming quells the military chaos, you should treat his family well. This matter ends here, don't involve too much!"

Han Xuandao said respectfully: "I obey the order!" He stood up, regardless of Fan Yunao and Hong Zongming, and bowed and slowly retreated.

Fan Yunao knelt on the ground, and before he could come to his senses, Hong Zongming also closed his eyes and trembled all over.

The queen had already said lightly: "The Lord is tired, you won't retreat yet!"

...

The soldiers outside the Ganxin Hall were silent, even Han Mo stood solemnly, silently, and everyone's eyes were staring at the slightly open door of the Ganxin Hall.

Thousands of officers and soldiers of the Third Battalion filled the square and everywhere in front of the Ganxin Hall, densely packed. The dawn of dawn had begun to appear. The dawn was sprinkled on the hard armor and cold swords and guns, and the morning air was filled with a smell of blood.

This is the first time since the founding of the Dayan State, the imperial guards have flooded into the palace.

The soldiers did not wait too long. Han Xuandao took the lead in coming out of the gate and stood upright. Not long after, Fan Yunao also seemed very calm to come out of the hall.

When Hong Zongming came out of the hall, everyone's eyes were gathered on him.

Han Mo looked at the imperial guards and saw that he looked haggard and his steps were heavy. He seemed to be in control while walking. Before walking to the steps, the guards finally raised his head and swept through the dense army. Then he walked down the steps step by step, and arrived in front of the officers and soldiers of Longxiang Camp, and took the sword from a general.

There was a lot of people all over the place, including Han Mo, no one knew what happened in the hall.

But when Han Mo saw Han Xuandao's calm look, he understood in his heart that the party in the hall was afraid that this Hong Shenling would become a big loser.

Han Xuandao looked at Hong Zongming coldly and whispered loudly: "The Lord is wise, Hong Zongming has admitted that it was him who colluded with the inner supervisor and intended to rebel. The Lord is verbally speaking, saying that Hong Zongming was ruthless in public, and the Lord is kind and does not tiring his family!"

Hong Zongming looked at Han Xuandao, his eyes were cracked. Soon, he withdrew his gaze and slowly drew his sword.

After hearing Han Xuandao's words, everyone was shocked, but when they saw that Hong Zongming did not argue, many people immediately believed that they were afraid that Hong Zongming's rebellion would be true.

Hong Zongming drew out his sword, the blade was sharp and the cold light was imminent. His face was full of helplessness, and his eyes were complicated, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he suddenly knelt down on the ground, bowed three respectfully to the door of the Ganxin Palace, and murmured to himself: "Master, I know that you are... the overall situation is the most important thing!" Then he slowly stood up, glared at Han Xuan, and said sternly: "Han Xuan, Commander Bai and I are waiting for you underground, you will come soon!" Without further ado, he raised his head and wiped it on his neck.

Several generals behind him wanted to snatch up and stop him, but they all took half a step and stopped.

Hong Zongming committed suicide, which means that what Han Xuandao said was true. If he went forward to stop him, he would not be beaten as a member of the party. Moreover, this was the emperor's will, who dares to stop him?

The blade passed by and blood splashed out. Hong Zongming's eyes were round and protruding. He raised his hand hard and pointed at Han Xuandao. His eyes were full of resentment. His body finally leaned back and twitched a few times before he died.

The moment Hong Zongming fell down, Han Xuandao's body seemed to have removed a huge rock. He raised his head and looked at the dawn light that appeared in the sky, calming down.
Chapter completed!