Kowloon wins

Chapter 139 Pushing and Supporting ([-])
"Imperial Ama learned, my son thinks that what the third brother said is not unreasonable. It is already inconsistent with the law that the flags gather outside the palace. If there is any more delay, once the small people make trouble, chaos will inevitably occur. It must be done sooner. It is reasonable to persuade them to go away!"

In the eerie silence, the fifth master flashed out from the side, echoing the third master loudly.

"Huang Ama, what the third brother said is true, please make a decision early!"

With Fifth Master taking the lead, Seventh Master, who had always been on good terms with Third Master, was naturally not far behind. He also stood up and supported Third Master's opinion neatly.

"Huang Ama, my son thinks that what the third brother said is good. The flag crowd is the foundation of our dynasty. We must not allow any loss, let alone treat them poorly. The reason why the flag crowd gathers outside the imperial city today is because of their respect." It was caused by the unfair treatment, if you don’t give him a clear understanding, the matter may be difficult, please also ask Huang Ama to learn from it.”

Seeing the third master's side suddenly stand up to disrupt the situation, the ninth master couldn't help but feel a little anxious. After rolling his eyes, he also echoed his words, but he suddenly turned his words halfway, and completely misunderstood the meaning of the third master. He was distorted to a crooked state, as if the third master stood up to echo the tenth master's proposal.

"Huang Ama learned a lesson, and my son also thinks that what the third brother said is reasonable, if you don't severely punish the culprit, how can you convince the public!"

The old ten looks reckless, but in fact he is also a shrewd person, how can he fail to understand the real intention of the ninth master to agree with the third master, with a big grin, nonsense comes out, the implication is clearly to take The prince went to be a victim of Fuping Banners.

"Huang Ama, I still say the same thing. The responsibilities can be clarified in the future. The most urgent task is to persuade the Xiaoju Banners to retreat. I suggest that the eighth younger brother should come forward to do this important task. In the opinion of the eighth younger brother, success will be achieved immediately." !"

The third master didn't intend to let the two younger brothers ambiguously disturb the drama that he had planned for a long time, and without waiting for the old man to express his opinion, he further elaborated his opinion with a serious face, and said unceremoniously He kicked the hot potato into Eighth Master's arms.

"Well, Yinhu!"

The old man is such a shrewd person, how could he not know that there is something wrong with the crowd of banners forcing the palace today, the only difference is that he doesn't know which elder brother is behind the trouble, but he already has a guess in his heart, It's just that he doesn't intend to prove it, at least he doesn't have the intention to prove it right now. He just wants to quickly end the ugly scene outside the palace. Because of this, the old man agrees with the third master's proposal from the bottom of his heart Yes, since he didn't want the scholars to continue to argue like this, he raised his eyebrows and pointedly named Baye.

"My son is here!"

The big play directed by Haosheng was only halfway through when it was tossed and twisted by the third master. The eighth master was very angry in his heart. Fortunately, the city was deep enough, but he didn't bring it to his face. When the master kicked the thorny matter of disbanding the bannermen into his arms, the anger in the eighth master's heart was already on the verge of boiling, and the eyes that looked at the third master were as green as a hungry wolf, but the anger returned Angry, but the old man had no choice but to respond to the roll call. There was nothing he could do, Eighth Master could only suppress the impatience in his heart, hurriedly rushed away from the side, bowed, and hastily responded.

"Your third brother recommended it to you, and I see it is feasible, but I don't know if you dare to do it?"

The old man looked at Yinhu with a still face, and then asked calmly.

"It's a real honor to be able to share the worries of Huang Ama, and I dare not resign!"

If it was possible, Ba Ye would really like to say no directly, but he didn't dare, no matter how dissatisfied and unwilling he was, facing the old man's question, Ba Ye could only pretend to be resolute, The words are sincere and expressive.

"Well, that's good, I'll wait here, and I'll do it now."

The old man seemed very satisfied with Ba Ye's statement, so he nodded, and said in a slow tone.

"Imperial Ama has learned a lesson, I dare to ask for a will, and I also ask Huang Ama to issue an imperial edict to pardon all the banner people who came to petition today, and I also use this to persuade everyone to leave, so as not to cause more trouble."

Although the eighth master knew that he was severely tricked by the third master, but the old man had already opened his mouth, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and jump into the pit. He just jumped back, but he had to do it for those who were doing things below. Thinking about it, he begged for permission with a look of sincerity and fear.

"That's it!"

Forcing the palace is a great evil. Although the bannermen who gathered in Tiananmen Square did not do anything too extreme, no matter what, this move is a major event that violates the majesty of the imperial power. No matter how enlightened the old man is, it is the same It's hard to tolerate. The reason why we don't rush to investigate thoroughly is probably because the matter is too involved, and it will affect the whole body. If one is not careful, the country of the Qing Dynasty will be unstable, but it doesn't matter if we don't rush to investigate. It means not to investigate, no matter what, this matter has to be explained to the people of the world, because of this, the old man is actually reluctant in his heart to Eighth Master's proposal, but now the situation is delicate, and the old man can't help but speak. It was inevitable that there was a bit of chill in the tone of voice.

"Thank you, Emperor Amalongen, my son will do it now."

As soon as the old man opened his mouth, Ba Ye didn't dare to be negligent, he hurriedly responded, and led a few young eunuchs to the Tiananmen tower in a hurry. Master Jiu cast a hidden look.

"Report, General, Babelor is here."

More than half an hour has passed, and the number of bannermen gathered in front of Tiananmen Square has not decreased, but has gathered more and more. Although there was no sign of attacking the imperial city, tens of thousands of people gathered together, such a noisy momentum It was really too shocking. Liu Tiecheng, who was responsible for the defense, was already sweating through his heavy clothes, and the hand holding the knife handle was also white with tension. When he was in a state of anxiety, he saw a guard rushing up to the door. When they got to the city gate tower, they touched the ground on one knee, and hurriedly said a word to report.

"Please!"

Liu Tiecheng was born as a gangster, and he only obeyed the old man Kangxi in his life, and ignored everyone else, let alone the eighth master, even if the prince came, he would not pay attention to it, let alone the tense situation Since it was impossible for Liu Tiecheng to go downstairs to greet him, he just uttered a word coldly, and then, regardless of the reaction of the Ouchi guard who came to report the letter, he turned his head and looked at the chaotic square again.

"twitter!"

Since Liu Tiecheng had given the order, the big inner guard who came to report the letter did not dare to be negligent, and hastily responded, and hurriedly ran down the city gate tower. Grandpa turned out from the corridor.

"General Liu, you have worked hard."

Ba Ye slowly walked up to the city gate tower, but saw Liu Tiecheng standing at the city plate, not to mention waiting for him, but he didn't even turn his face, the smile on the corner of his mouth unconsciously froze slightly , but soon eased up, walked a few steps, came to Liu Tiecheng's side, and asked in a calm tone.

"I will meet Babele in the end!"

Although Liu Tiecheng didn't want to see Ba ​​Ye very much, but everyone had already arrived beside him, but he still couldn't save the courtesy he should have, so he could only salute impatiently.

"General Liu doesn't need to be too polite. Benbaile came here on the order of Huang Ama and asked General Liu to open the city gate. Benbaile did it cheaply."

As if he didn't see the impatience on Liu Tiecheng's face, Ba Ye humbly raised his hand and suggested in a peaceful voice.

"Ok?"

As early as when he led his troops to Tiananmen, Liu Tiecheng had already ordered the city gate to be closed tightly. He was worried that the bannermen would take advantage of the chaos to attack the palace. Now when he heard that Ba Ye was going to open the city gate, his brows immediately frowned. When he got up, he obviously didn't intend to act according to Ba Ye's "random order".

"General Liu, please rest assured that Ben Bayle only takes two followers out of the city, and it will not affect the safety of the city defense."

Ba Ye obviously understood what Liu Tiecheng was worried about, and before he could refuse, he explained with a smile.

"Well……"

Liu Tiecheng didn't care about Ba Ye's life or death, he only cared about the safety of the imperial city. Hearing Ba Ye's words at this moment, he was a little moved, but then thought about how easy it is to open the door and difficult to close the door. When Ba Ye really wants to leave the city Well, if the "mob" outside took advantage of the chaos to rush into the city, the consequences would be quite unbearable. In view of this, Liu Tiecheng couldn't help being a little hesitant.

"If General Liu finds it difficult, then prepare a rope frame and hang Ben Baylor down the city. Shouldn't that work?"

Seeing Liu Tiecheng's reluctance to speak, although Ba Ye was extremely impatient, he still had a calm smile on his face, and he suggested kindly.

"Come on, prepare the rope frame!"

The eighth master had already said this, so Liu Tiecheng couldn't refuse any more, so he could only keep a straight face, waved his hand, and shouted orders, while the guards who stayed by him were busy making arrangements. Baskets and ropes came, and Ba Ye was hung down from the top of the city.

"Hey, look quickly, who is that, could it be Eighth Master?"

"It's the eighth master, the eighth master is here, the eighth master is here!"

"Ba Ye is here, there must be good news!"

……

Before the eighth master landed, the sharp-eyed bannerman yelled, and in just a moment, there was a burst of cheers that filled the square like a tsunami. The soldiers of the battalion couldn't help but clenched their swords and guns tightly, and Liu Tiecheng frowned furiously.

Being hanged from the city gate, no matter what you do, it feels a bit embarrassing, but Ba Ye treated it as if it was a smooth journey, and didn't care about it at all. When the basket fell to the ground, Ba Ye stretched out his hand to adjust the court clothes on his body, and then stepped down calmly. Landing on the ground, he walked over to the crowd so calmly.

"My little ones, please greet Eighth Master!"

"The servant is waiting to kowtow to the Eighth Master!"

"Baye Da'an, I kowtow to you!"

……

Ba Ye was calm and unhurried, but the bannermen gathered in Tiananmen Square became chaotic because of this, those who greeted their greetings, and those who greeted them, immediately became a mess.

(End of this chapter)