Miss Fortune: Is the regent ready for today?

Chapter 422 Emperor Hong Sends Out Troops
Daliang Palace.

The imperial guards ran into Pingyang Courtyard and said, "Report to Envoy Mei, the west gate was breached first! The two guardians of Changlin Cliff who were guarding the city were seriously injured, General Manager Yan has passed away, and Master Yu is unconscious. Our people carried them to the sentry post! Over at the east gate, the young man who was guarding the city passed away... Right now, Prince Yuanjin is leading his troops into the capital from the east, west, and south gates..."

Yin Luo, who was standing beside him, was shocked when she heard this. She clenched her fists, knowing that even if she left the palace now, she could not prevent the tragedy from happening. However, she felt a bitter feeling in her heart and regretted it. If they had not come to the capital with her, how could Yan Jia and Yu Feng have ended up like this? And Si Ziqi!

Before he could think or say more, footsteps were heard outside Pingyang Courtyard. Yin Luo frowned and looked over, and saw the golden carriage approaching.

On both sides of the group were Ming Fanlan and Chi Linjing. They rode a horse each. After entering the courtyard, they turned over and landed next to Yin Luo and Mei Chengting. Ming Zhidu was in no hurry to enter Pingyang Courtyard. His sedan chair stopped in front of the steps outside the courtyard. The young man in white walked in a dignified and elegant manner, his eyes fell on General Song in the courtyard, "Ming He passed away, and General Song came to pay his respects with weapons?" His tone was playful.

Song Xiquan blew his beard and glared, pointing his long spear at Ming Zhidu, "How could the Ming royal family produce such an unworthy descendant as you? You have grown up and are actually trying to force the emperor to abdicate and rebel? I remember when you were a child, you once asked me for spear skills! Today, if you want to enter the Sulong Palace behind me, you have to get past me first! And let me see what you have learned from practicing daggers and hidden weapons."

Seeing his actions, Chi Linjing pursed her lips slightly.

As expected of a Daliang general, Ming Fanlan only told him to try his best to divert Ming Zhidu's attention, but did not ask him to challenge him to a fight.

Will Ming Zhidu accept the challenge? Yin Luo looked at the scene in front of him. As Ming Fanlan said, it was easy to subdue Ming Zhidu alone, but it was not easy to subdue 100,000 bandits. The man standing behind Ming Zhidu was a burly man, and he should be the leader of the East China Sea bandits.

To catch a thief, you must first catch the leader. If General Song can control Ming Zhidu, the leader of the East China Sea bandit army will surely not be able to become a force to be reckoned with.

Seeing Ming Zhidu remained calm, Yin Luo added fuel to the fire and provoked him: "General Song, look at you, why are you doing this? His Majesty Chongwen passed away, and my aunt went to open the city gate to welcome Prince Yuanjin into the palace, in order to facilitate Prince Yuanjin's ascension to the throne! Now you are stopping him and want to fight with him, what is this? If someone doesn't know, they would think you want to kill Prince Yuanjin. Everyone knows that you, General Song, are highly skilled in martial arts. What if you lose your hand during the fight? Prince Yuanjin will definitely ignore you!"

The old and the young sang in unison, and Ming Zhidu understood what it meant when a weasel pays a New Year's visit to a chicken with ulterior motives.

The young prince looked down at the threshold of Pingyang Courtyard and did not step in. "Miss Yin is right. Old Song, you should save your strength and go to the battlefield to kill the enemy later."

"You little brat! You still care about my business?" Song Xiquan glared at Yin Luo and acted with her, "Prince Yuanjin, if you beat me today, I will hand over the tiger talisman after you ascend the throne! If you don't fight or lose, I can't acknowledge you as the emperor! If you have the courage to lead your troops into Shangjing, you should also have the courage to fight me!"

Ming Zhidu raised his eyes slightly. He knew that Song Xiquan was luring him into Pingyang Courtyard, but he didn't know what traps were set in Pingyang Courtyard.

To be honest, ever since Ming Fanlan stood on the city wall and ordered the imperial guards to open the city gates, he was certain that his second sister had moved the chess game from outside Shangjing City to the palace. Ming Fanlan was very cunning, and if she wanted to turn defeat into victory, she would never be led by Ming Zhidu.

The same logic applies to Ming Zhidu's victory. Once he steps into Pingyang Courtyard, he will be at a disadvantage. He does not believe the rumor that Emperor Chongwen Minghe has passed away. Those standing in Pingyang Courtyard are all those who support Minghe. If Minghe really passed away, according to their thinking, the throne of Daliang should be inherited by Minghe's children, not by him, the rebellious King of Donghai.

As smart as Ming Zhidu, he raised his eyes, smiled and looked around the scenery in Pingyang Courtyard, but the next second he waved his hand and let the bandits enter the courtyard first.

Song Xiquan was angry that Ming Zhidu didn't fall for it, "Young Prince! I want to fight you! Not your soldiers!" Ming Zhidu looked at Ming Fanlan and asked lightly, "Royal sister, can you send someone to carry Ming He's body out? Why? Do you want my soldiers to flatten this Pingyang Courtyard, and do you want me to go to Sulong Palace and ask him to come out?"

"What's the hurry?" Ming Fanlan smiled back, "Mr. Song is the backbone of Daliang. He wants to test your ability, and I can't stop him. Once you pass him, I will let you see what you want to see."

"Go ahead." Ming Zhidu signaled the soldiers to draw their swords.

For a moment, Song Xiquan turned his halberd and faced the dozens of soldiers. After all, he was old, and his moves were not as swift as when he was young. He was outnumbered and out of breath. After getting Ming Fanlan's affirmation, Yin Luo turned around and joined the fight, but was questioned by Ming Zhidu.

"Third Master? What do you mean?" As soon as he asked this question, he saw three golden needles stabbing towards him.

Ming Zhidu swept the needle away with his sleeves and smiled with great interest, "What an anxious girl."

There was chaos in the Pingyang Courtyard, and the sound of swords clashing was dizzying.

Chi Linjing stood with his arms folded under the apricot tree in the yard, his eyes always following Yin Luo, but there was no worry on his face, as if he had already calculated something.

Ming Fanlan was as calm as he was. She stared at Ming Zhidu across the fight, with complex emotions in her eyes.

Mei Chengting would help General Song from time to time, and only stepped back after General Song drew his sword to protect Song Xiquan.

"Three, two, one." Chi Linjing's thin lips moved slightly and he counted out three.

As soon as he finished speaking, a bandit soldier outside the courtyard suddenly reported loudly: "Your Majesty! A large number of Northern Liao soldiers have come from outside the city! They have surrounded our army... The strong man in the lead said that no matter what the people in the city are doing, they should stop..."

The imperial guards also ran into the courtyard from the side door, "Your Highness! The envoy!"

This was not part of Ming Fanlan's plan. Her expression changed slightly. "What happened?"

"A lot of Northern Liao troops came outside the city, surrounding the entire Shangjing tightly! The general leading the group said his surname was Chen, and he was an old acquaintance of Miss Yin... He ordered us to pass a message to the palace... saying that Northern Liao sent 150,000 troops to take Emperor Hong's sister back to the capital!"

"Northern Liao sent 150,000 troops to take Emperor Hong's sister back to the capital!"

After the Imperial Guards repeated it, there was the sound of a wooden wheelbarrow rubbing against the ground. Everyone saw the old man Tan Ge pushing Emperor Chongwen slowly out of the Sulong Palace. The third prince Ming Li followed beside Emperor Chongwen with the help of crutches. The young man Ming Le held a sword, apparently wanting to protect his father.