Chapter 305 [After Rhyme]!

In the early morning, the entire imperial capital was already martial law.

The magic light still enveloped the entire city, and the in and out of the entire city had been completely isolated.

The Thunder Whip of the Brigade took to the streets, blocking them from block to block. Ordinary people didn't even know what was going on, but just watched these murderous guest troops replace the patrol team of the former familiar Public Security Bureau, and watch these cold-faced fully armed soldiers replace the former royal guards...

Last night, news of the riots in Dongyuan had spread, and the sound of fighting in the imperial city could not be concealed. The most important thing is that the most mysterious magic array in the imperial capital in a thousand years was actually opened for the first time.

At this time, every ordinary person could only hide at home anxiously, block the door of his home, and wait for the unknown fate in a daze.

Everyone knows: something must have happened!

The street in front of the palace has been completely blocked and no one is allowed to enter and exit. The entire Triumph Street has been occupied by Thunder Whip.

A large number of palace servants were driven out. In the early morning, the palace servants had to start busy, taking out buckets of water from the ditch to clean the blood on the square in front of the palace.

The bodies were carried out and covered with white cloth and placed side by side in front of the palace gate. Then they were transported to a carriage and transported to an unknown place for processing.

In the palace, the thorny flower flag was still flying, but the nobles who went to the palace for the banquet last night were still detained in the palace and were not allowed to return home.

In the morning, soon, Thunder Whip had occupied all the key areas of the imperial capital: the Military Department, the Ministry of Finance, the Government Affairs Department, and the Wharf Port...

At this moment, Aker undoubtedly became the busiest person. He tried his best to dispatch troops and sent out all the people he trusted most, taking over the city defense and taking over all the key departments.

It is not easy to have only 10,000 troops. It is really not an easy task to completely control this city with a population of more than two million.

In order to ensure safety, Aker could only sit in the military headquarters personally... He knew very well that for his side of the coup, only a firm control of the military headquarters could ensure that there would be no problems with the final victory fruit.

This backbone elite of the Luolin family and the leading figure of the Mesozoic generation finally came to an end. There was no big mess. Of course, this was related to the fact that the big shots in the military were detained in the palace.

One morning, the imperial capital was trapped in this subtle and weird atmosphere: dull, panic, nervous, confused...

And, there is a strong...sadness hidden in it!

When a group of thunder gods like wolves and tigers rushed into the Liszt family's mansion, the elder of the clan ordered the guards in the family to give up their resistance almost with an unexpected calm.

Then, wearing a plain white dress, he walked out of the hall. He looked at the nervous and frightened guards beside him, and then looked at the group of Thunder God's whip in front of him holding sharp blades...

There was not much expression on the old man's face, and there was not much fear in his eyes. He just sighed softly and shook his head and said, "Successful kings and defeated bandits. Since he has made a bet, he will admit it."

The leader of Thunder Whip was the commanding officer named Yanke, who had personally killed the "real Augustine" thugs. When facing the Liszt family, he was unexpectedly very polite.

He ordered his subordinates not to act without any action, so he personally walked to the patriarch Liste, and bowed politely and saluted: "Your Excellency, the order I received is that as long as you give up resistance, you will never make things difficult for your house. I just want to ask you to go with me."

"Yes." The patriarch Liszt showed a calm smile: "I just don't know if I just went to the execution ground or was directly banned? Or was it a white silk or a glass of poisonous wine? The general refused to tell me, so I could give my family an explanation and arrangement."

Yanke looked at the old man in white in front of him, but seemed to be frightened by his calm spirit - he seemed to think of a scene last night, and couldn't help but feel tight and whispered: "You are just asking you to go to the palace, so..."

"Well, aren't you going to execute me now? Well, please lead the general... Well, do you need to tie me up?"

"I dare not, I just requested you, and I dare not disrespect the old gentleman." Yanke couldn't help but smile bitterly again, "And... Old gentleman, I am just a commander, but I can't deserve the title of "General," said Yanke.

Captain Liszt looked at the officer in front of him with a subtle gaze. His eyes seemed calm, but Yanke couldn't help but feel a heavy feeling. He couldn't help but move his face and dared not face the other person's eyes.

"Oh, is it just a commander? This is a busy... You are now a merit of the Dragon and the position of general, and it is only a matter of time. If I am not mistaken, your promotion order will be issued by the military headquarters at the latest."!

As he said that, the patriarch Liszt laughed and walked out of the gate with a swagger. When he reached the door, he suddenly turned around and glanced at the group of servants and servants behind him. Finally, his eyes fell on the face of the old butler Frey.

Frey's old face was full of trepidation and sadness, but the patriarch Liszt smiled faintly and waved his hand at him: "Look at this family... Don't worry, even if I don't go back, our Liszt family will not be able to fall back!"

A group of soldiers immediately went up, surrounded him in the middle, escorted the patriarch of the Liszt family, walked out of the mansion, and then brought him into a carriage.

The carriage left the Liszt's mansion surrounded by a group of fully armed Thunder Whip cavalrymen.

The patriarch Liszt, who was sitting in the car, seemed very calm. He just leaned against his seat along the way, closed his eyes to rest, but let the two soldiers responsible for guarding him be at a loss.

After a while, the old man opened his eyes, glanced at the two soldiers beside him who had been pressing their hands on the hilt of the knife, and smiled faintly: "Okay, you don't have to be so nervous. I am a silly old man, I can't hold my hands and shoulders. When it comes to fighting, you can just one person, let me lie down with one hand, and I won't run away halfway."

As he said that, the old man continued to close his eyes.

The old man suddenly opened his eyes when the carriage drove in front of the palace.

He glanced out of the car window, then suddenly stood up from his seat, opened the car window, and said to Yanke, who had been riding a horse and following the carriage: "Have you arrived in front of the palace? Please, sir, stop the car, I have something to do.

Although Yanke did not understand his intention, he received the order that as long as the patriarch Liszt did not resist, he would treat him with courtesy. So he simply ordered the convoy to stop.

The patriarch Liszt walked out of the carriage and looked at the majestic palace gate in front of him.

I looked at the thorny royal flag that was still waving in the wind.

His eyes fell on the warrior standing on the city tower with a knife - it was no longer the Imperial Guard, but replaced by the all-colored Thunder Whip.

The old man's eyes finally fluctuated a little. He suddenly stretched his clothes hard, took a deep breath, and walked forward three steps solemnly.

Through the direction of the gate of the palace, I looked at the main hall in the gate of the palace from afar.

The old man suddenly bent down deeply and bowed down.

He bowed deeply three times, then waved his hand and flicked a teardrop from the corner of his eyes.

"Old sir... you are......" Yanke's face was a little unfair.

"What?" The old man turned his head and saw a little sharpness in his turbid old eyes! He looked at Yanke coldly and said, "As a minister, I bow to the late emperor who just passed away, which is a perfect way to be a minister! Is there anything wrong with it?

After a pause, the old man withdrew his gaze, but threw a sharper sentence over!

"You are also a soldier of the empire. You have received the military pay of the late emperor for more than ten years? Now that the late emperor has gone, shouldn't you beg for a prayer?"

This sentence immediately made Yanke blush, then his face turned red, his eyes showed anger and shame, and even more angry and hatred, he finally stomped his feet hard and waved his hand

He asked someone to take the patriarch Liszt back into the car and then he let out a strong sigh.

Just looking at the main hall in the distant palace... I remembered the battle last night.

Suddenly... The old man's words "I have eaten the military pay of the former emperor for more than ten years" seemed to ring in his ears. The officer of the Thunder God's Whip couldn't help but feel guilty. He subconsciously looked around and looked at the left and right, and then at the sky... It seemed that there was a cold wind blowing from somewhere. Through the armor, the cold air soaked the whole body.

He spitted heavily before turning over the horse again, whipped the whip hard, urging the team to go back to the palace.

What surprised Captain Liszt was that he did not see the real master immediately.

After entering the palace, he was escorted directly to a remote bunker in the imperial city.

The garrison here is tightly guarded, with only one hanging door.

As one of the top powerful people in the empire, how could the patriarch Liszt not know where this place is?

When he got off the carriage, he frowned and smiled bitterly, "What? Isn't that new emperor intending to see me? So he threw me into the prison cell of the palace and let me rot?"

Because of the humiliation in front of the palace, Yanke's attitude was not so polite, and he said coldly: "Your Majesty has an order to calm down first... Don't worry, you will not be lonely here, there should be many old friends who are old friends in it!"

When the old man heard this, he seemed to ponder and think for a while. Yanke was still puzzled about what the old man was thinking, but unexpectedly, the words the old man said immediately made Yanke blush.

"Oh? Your Majesty? Well... Did you change your name so quickly? Hum... You changed your words so quickly, but I'm not used to it."

Yanke was so ashamed that he could only snort fiercely. He handed the old man over to the person in charge of the prison cell as fast as possible, and hurriedly left with his own people.

Looking at the chubby prison guard in front of him, wearing a very incompatible imperial guard uniform, the patriarch Liszt was not surprised.

The guardian of the cell looked calm and smiled faintly: "Another big man has come. The big man I have seen today is more than what I have seen in my half life."

As he said that, he walked over lazyly, holding a horse whip in his hand, gently patting it on the other hand, and slowly said, "My lord, the rules for coming here are simple. Please come in and stay calm for a while. If you are tired of staying here, it is not difficult. As long as you are willing to declare your loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor and sign a letter of loyalty, you can go out from here and get received by His Majesty the Emperor."

After a pause, he said slowly: "You don't have to worry about saying anything righteous. I have heard these words at least dozens of times today. You can think clearly here and then say it slowly. Well, by the way, the cell in this dungeon is not enough, so you have to feel sorry for you and others, but I am a good person. I believe that many of your old friends must be familiar with you here. If you want to live in a room with, tell me now that I can arrange it for you."

The old man originally wanted to stab this guy, but when he saw this guy walking and caring about laziness, he knew that nothing he said to such a person was just in vain, so he simply gave up this idea. But when he heard the back, he couldn't help but look at his eyes.

"Oh? That happens. I'm just about to meet an old friend. Please arrange for me to live with him."

"Oh? I don't know who it is? Is it here with me?"

"It must be there." The patriarch Liszt suddenly laughed happily. The old man smiled and said, "That kid seems cunning and has no moral integrity on weekdays, but in fact he is still a little righteous in his bones. At this time, he must be here."

In front of the innermost room in the dungeon, the patriarch Liszt watched the door slowly opened, and finally saw the cunning boy whom he was very familiar with.

This dungeon is not as gloomy as I imagined. The room is spacious and tidy, with simple beds, and even a clean set of desks and chairs. There is a brazier for heating in the corner.

When entering the door, the patriarch Liszt was stuffed with a thick stack of white paper, a quill and half a bottle of ink.

"If you figured it out, you can use this to write a letter of loyalty."

The fat guard leader smiled and pushed the old man into the door, then closed the heavy iron door.

The patriarch Liszt ignored him and immediately saw Chen Daolin after walking into the room!

Chen Daolin was facing his back to him, and even if the door was opened and someone came in, he never looked back.

I just sat there, writing hard at my desk, and didn't know what I was writing.

The Liszt clan strided over, walked around the desk, and smiled and said, "What are you writing, kid? Are you planning to write the surrender letter so quickly?"

As he said that, he was already standing in front of Chen Daolin, but when he looked down, he swallowed the second joke on his lips immediately!

Just because at this moment, Chen Daolin still looks like he is half as hippie as he usually looks?

Chen Daolin's hair was messy and his face was as pale as paper, especially his eyes, which were even red!

The whole person's expression and strong grief and anger were mixed with strong resentment and hatred! There was also a sense of despair shrouded in his eyebrows!

What made the old man even more shocked was that Chen Daolin wrote quickly while writing with blood at the corner of his mouth! After writing a few strokes, he vomited a small mouthful of blood, and the red blood sprayed on his own sleeves and the paper in front of him, which was shocking!

"Darling?Darling?!! Why did you become this ghost?!!"

The old man went up and grabbed Chen Daolin's sleeve.

Chen Daolin then raised his head, his eyes were even dazed. He looked at the patriarch Liszt, as if it had been a long time before he finally saw who the other party was.

A miserable smile came from the corner of his mouth and a hoarse voice.

"Is it you here? Hahahahahahahahahaha...all died, all died, all died..."

The patriarch Liszt's heart stinged, grabbed Chen Daolin's sleeve and locked his fingers, staring at Chen Daolin's eyes: "Boy! Tell me, what happened in the palace last night!!"
Chapter completed!