The sword hall master next to him couldn't help but feel extremely sad when he heard Zhang Lang's words. Tears rolled out from the eyes of the tough man. At this time, another sword hall master came in. Looking at the scene in front of him, he already knew everything and couldn't help but sigh.

Kneel down and bow down.

Several people could not take away the emperor's body, so they could only temporarily bury the emperor in the back mountain of Laojun Temple.

Zhang Lang was about to return to Chang'an and asked the two sword masters: "You two, what are your plans?"

Both of them looked confused, and one of them clasped his fists and said: "Such a big thing happened, and we don't know what to do. We can only go back to the mountain to report to the teacher."

Zhang Lang said: "From ancient times to the present, there are no unbroken eggs under the nest. You Daotang are the emperor's confidants. Yang Guang will not let you go after he ascends the throne. You must make plans in advance."

Another sword hall master sneered: "Only the real emperor knows where the sword hall is, and he can't find us!"

Zhang Lang nodded, clasped his fists and said, "Take care." The two of them also clasped their fists and said, "Take care."

Zhang Lang led Yun Niang onto the horse and galloped away from Laojun Temple, heading towards the west gate of Chang'an. The two sword masters bowed to the pile of loess again and left quickly. The founding emperor of the Sui Empire

Just like this, he was lying desolate and lonely in the barren mountains, and his fame, glory and wealth during his lifetime were like a passing cloud.

Zhang Lang and Yun Niang returned to Chang'an. They first returned to the mansion away from the public eye. Zhang Lang put on his general uniform, picked up his sword and mounted his horse and rushed to meet Qin Qiong and the others on West Street. They saw Xiong Kuo

The sea is already here, I can't help but feel relieved.

Seeing that Xiong Kuohai's face was not very good, Zhang Lang asked in a low voice: "Are you injured?"

Xiong Kuohai nodded and said with emotion on his face: "That woman from Xuantian Sect is so damn powerful! I didn't expect that she actually practiced Xuantian Sect's highest secret skill, Star Curtain Hanging to the Sky! I received a sword blow from her here.

!" He said and pointed to his right chest.

Zhang Lang looked concerned and asked, "Is the injury serious?"

Xiong Kuohai smiled boldly and said: "It's nothing special! Although I was a little injured, the woman didn't get any benefits. She was shocked by my sword energy, and she should have suffered some internal injuries!" Zhang Lang heard this

After saying this, he couldn't help but worry about Wei Yanran. Zhang Lang suddenly woke up and felt a little baffled by his worries.

Xiong Kuohai asked with concern: "How is your Majesty's condition?"

Zhang Lang frowned and said, "Dead."

Xiong Kuohai and Qin Qiong were shocked. They couldn't help but feel sad and at a loss.

As the sky gradually grew brighter, all the armies in the city received orders to return to their bases. Zhang Lang led Zuo Xiaowei back to the military camp outside the city.

Zhang Lang walked into the tent, and Mrs. Xuanhua, who was waiting anxiously, immediately came up to him and asked, "General, how is the situation?"

Zhang Lang sat down and said: "The emperor is dead."

Mrs. Xuanhua felt as if a thunderbolt exploded above her head. She shook her body and slumped on the chair, looking lost. It wasn't that Mrs. Xuanhua had deep feelings for the emperor, it was just that she thought she was like this.

She would spend her whole life serving the emperor. Now that the emperor died suddenly, she felt like she had lost the vine on the tree she relied on, and she didn't know what to do.

Zhang Lang asked: "What are your plans?"

Mrs. Xuanhua shook her head at a loss and said: "I, I don't know, I don't know! I have no home!..." As she spoke, tears overflowed from her eyes. That look was really what I saw.

Pity.

Zhang Lang thought that this woman was now homeless, and he couldn't help but feel pity. He couldn't help but said: "Since you have nowhere to go, just stay with me temporarily."

Mrs. Xuanhua suddenly thought of a sexual past with the heroic man in front of her. She couldn't help but blush. She glanced at Zhang Lang, quickly looked away, and nodded involuntarily.

At this time, Zhang Chuchen had already led people to find the small grave mound where the emperor was buried, dug out the emperor's body, and brought it back to the palace and handed it over to Yang Guang. Yang Guang was originally very restless, but now he saw his father's body and was stunned.

The hanging heart was finally relieved. Yang Guang immediately rewarded Zhang Chuchen and Baihualou, and then he couldn't wait to tell the world that the remnants of Nanchen had sneaked into the palace to assassinate the emperor. Although the assassin had been killed, the emperor was injured.

In the hands of the assassin, Yulong Bintian is in control. He inherited his father's will and inherited the artifact of the Sui Dynasty. Officials from all over the country must stick to their posts and not neglect their duties. Anyone who leaves his post without permission will be punished with the death penalty for treason!

At the same time, in order to make the assassination of the emperor more realistic by the so-called remnants of Nanchen, Yang Guang also ordered the immediate execution of Chen Shubao, the empress of Nanchen, and his royal family members who were under house arrest in the capital! Chen Shubao and the entire Chen family, old and young, originally thought they could safely cross the border in Chang'an.

They lived the rest of their lives, but they did not expect that an unreasonable disaster would suddenly come. They were pushed to different places in front of everyone, and their bodies were not intact. On the day of the execution, the people who did not know the truth angrily threw stones at Chen Shubao and others, so much so that they were not even alive yet.

At the time of execution, many survivors of the Chen Dynasty were stoned to death by the common people.

On this day, Yang Guang entered the cold palace. The concubines of the former emperor, who were worried about their fate, were surprised and happy when they saw Yang Guang, and they knelt down and saluted.

Yang Guang asked the girls to stand up and glanced at each woman's face. He felt that they were all so graceful and graceful that I felt pity for them and couldn't help but feel moved. Finally, Yang Guang's eyes fell on Yuchi Wan'er.

Her figure was like a willow in the wind, her appearance was full of hibiscus flowers, and her index finger moved immediately. Yang Guang didn't say anything, turned and left the cold palace. These concubines looked at each other, not knowing what the emperor was thinking, and they all felt a little uneasy.

Not long after, the old eunuch Zhao Yong came in with a smile on his face. This old guy is now Yang Guang's appointed palace manager. Zhao Yong smiled and said to the girls: "Your Majesty, if you are willing to stay, all of you,

Without losing your previous status, if you want to leave, Your Majesty will not stop you. My ladies, if you want to stay, please stand on the left, and if you want to leave, please stand on the right."

The girls looked at each other with hesitation. Finally, a woman walked to the left. Seeing this, the girls all walked over one after another. They all stood on the left, and no one wanted to leave. What about loyalty and righteousness?

No match for glory and wealth!

Zhao Yong was so happy that he immediately had the girls taken away, leaving Yuchi Wan'er alone. Yuchi Wan'er felt a little uneasy and looked at Zhao Yong. Zhao Yong handed a brocade box to Yu Chi Wan with a smile.
Chapter completed!