Chapter 472 Intimidation
Zhao Yushu originally thought that if General Xue brought Yelu Yan here, there was no telling what kind of chaos would happen in the hall. At the very least, it would cause disunity between Chang'an and the Liao Kingdom, and make them wary of each other, slowing down or even hesitating the Liao army's advance southwards, thus giving Old Yang in Jiangnan some breathing space.
Once the Liao army enters the country, nine out of ten houses will be empty, which would be the least of the problems.
And now, Li Huan couldn't sit still and took his people out of the hall and went straight to the Imperial Garden, which allowed him to do more things.
After the emperor left, no ministers, whether from Liao or Tang, dared to sit in the hall and continue eating and drinking. The guards and servants were just clearing the way and lighting the lamps. So theoretically, there should be no one in the hall now. Even if there was, it would not be the so-called masters.
Zhao Yushu stepped out of the shadows. If the late emperor were still alive, even the Tang Dynasty would inevitably decline. It might not be possible to have a sentry every five steps or ten steps as it did during the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, but it was still possible to have guards everywhere.
But now that Li Huan is extremely conceited, he has fewer guards. After all, he is now at the seventh level of the heaven. Even if he stands still and lets mortal assassins kill him, no one can break his protective spiritual power.
So now, apart from the normal patrol and guard of the Longwu Army, the only ones left are the Jinwu Guards who are used purely for ceremonial purposes.
Zhao Yushu looked at the only two remaining golden-armored Jinwu guards guarding the entrance of the hall and pinched a silver needle on his fingertips.
With a "ding" sound, a stone palace lantern in the corner outside the hall made a crisp sound.
"what sound?"
The two Jinwu Guards were startled and looked over.
"No one."
"Let's go check it out, just in case."
"Your Majesty is the only immortal in the whole palace. What if something unexpected happens? Besides, Your Majesty is gone, so the assassin is not here."
"What if it's a thief?"
"Which thief is crazy enough to come here to steal things? Do you think the brothers at the door are just here to eat?"
Ding, another sound rang out, and the two men tightened the hammers in their hands and looked at each other.
"go together!"
Under normal circumstances, the two of them only needed to shout and many people would naturally come over to take a look, but now everyone had followed the emperor to the Imperial Garden, so they were left alone to guard the gate.
The Jinwu Guards are all descendants of Chang'an nobles. They have nothing good to offer except their loyalty to the royal family, so they are naturally not very courageous.
Zhao Yushu watched the two people cautiously move towards the stone lamp, while he swaggered into the inner court hall.
On both sides of the hall are long tables and cushions used for banquets, with basically no food or wine on them. Although it is very sumptuous, this is a banquet hosted by the emperor, and everyone just needs to have a drink and say a few polite words. Why do you really eat?
And at the top is a golden chair.
This is the banquet hall of the inner court, not the Hanyuan Hall, so this chair is naturally not the most famous one.
Zhao Yushu pulled a tablecloth from the table, tore it open, and covered his face with it. Then he walked to the chair, calmly picked up a scimitar for cutting meat, and glanced at the pig's head on the passenger seat that was specially used to entertain the Liao people. Li Huan, oh, Li Huan, have a nightmare.
Li Huan looked at Yelu Yan who was held down by two Longwu soldiers with a grim face, then glanced at Chen Yuanwai with a bloody head and the Liao people who were beaten black and blue, and could not help but roar.
"what happened!"
"Your Majesty, we came here with sincerity, intending to form an alliance with the Tang Dynasty. Is this how the nobles of the Tang Dynasty treat their guests and friends?"
The Liao Kingdom's Southern Court King looked at Yelu Yan, who was unable to move, and said, "Why don't you let me go!"
"Humph, just now an assassin claimed to be under the order of Lord Yelu and intended to assassinate Lord Chen. Your Majesty hasn't spoken yet, and you want to let him go just like that?!"
General Xue refused to give in. On the way here, he had learned the whole story from his daughter. He knew that this group of Liao people came just to cause trouble, but they did not expect that they would also bring out an assassin.
Li Huan glanced at the barely breathing Master Chen and waved his hand impatiently: "Send Master Chen to see the imperial physician."
"You are slandering me! The assassin is obviously from the Tang people. We Liao people were also beaten!"
"Hey, you Liao man who got beaten, why did you deliberately run to the Imperial Garden instead of staying in the palace? And you spoke arrogantly, deliberately luring our Lord Chen out. The assassin had bricks and stones in his hands, but why did he only use fists instead of bricks and stones to beat you for a long time? What's more, you said he was a Tang man, well, whose family is he from? Does anyone know?"
Young Master Xue whispered to his sister, "How come I didn't know our father was so talkative?"
"You know shit! I just didn't expect that he wasn't from the Tang Dynasty. Come to think of it, his eyebrows are a little thicker, and his nose is a little bigger."
"Yes, but I always feel like I've seen him somewhere. He even said he drank wine with me."
"Shut up, these words are rotten in my heart."
"Oh."
The situation seemed to be at a stalemate. An unknown assassin claimed that he was ordered by the Liao envoy to assassinate Lord Chen, but failed.
More importantly, this assassin was able to disrupt the formation that he regarded as an iron wall, which once again caused a gap in Li Huan's heart, which had finally gained a sense of security.
"Your Majesty, why don't you go back first? There are too many people here and it's hard to prevent any accidents."
Although General Xue's words were unforgiving, no one could feel at ease until the mysterious assassin was caught.
Li Huan flicked his sleeves and said, "General Xue, I grant you the Tiger Talisman. Call all the Dragon Warriors on your left and right to the palace. Dig three feet deep into the ground to dig out this assassin for me!"
"Here!"
"Where is the Dali Temple Minister?"
"Chen is here!"
"Everyone who visited the garden today will be taken to the Dali Temple for questioning."
"Here, here."
Those who visited the garden were either minor officials of lower ranks or the families of high-ranking officials. If all of them were taken to the Dali Temple, not to mention the conditions in the Dali Temple dungeon, these young people would make a fuss. When would they be released? Before they were released, how would the entire Chang'an grassroots function?
The emperor is really too willful.
"go back!"
Li Huan obviously didn't intend to consider these things. As the emperor, he only needed to give orders. If there was any trouble, it would naturally be the fault of you ministers.
Li Huan, who was in a very bad mood, pushed away the guard who was leading the way in front of him and walked towards the main hall first. A group of high-ranking officials behind him desperately winked at their children, meaning that they should be more honest in the Dali Temple and not let this moody emperor notice them.
"Sister, I told you I shouldn't have come."
"Shut up, you!"
The Xue siblings stood there helplessly, waiting for people from the Dali Temple to take them away, with a bunch of playboys beside them whispering complaints.
Li Huan walked to the door of the hall angrily, frowning, as if he had a vague feeling that something was wrong.
Then he froze at the entrance of the hall.
The senior officials behind him were forced to stop, not knowing why the emperor suddenly stopped.
The Prince of the Southern Court and Prime Minister Di, who were following closely behind the emperor, were stunned.
A masked man in snow-white clothes was lying lazily behind the dragon throne, holding a pig's head in one hand and a meat-cutting scimitar in the other.
"you!"
Li Huan felt his heart beating very fast and almost forgot that he was the only cultivator present.
"Li Huan, be good and listen to me."
Zhao Yushu lifted the braised pig's head with his left hand, held the curved knife horizontally with his right hand, and slowly cut a knife at the pig's neck.
It was as if it had scratched Li Huan's neck.