Prince An's mansion is still as quiet as usual, but this silence seems to be completely different from the past, with a faint sense of tension and solemnity in the air.

It was already dark, and the lanterns under the eaves had already been lit. The old butler stood at the entrance of the study, and two rows of people standing with guns were standing not far from him.

The butler looked at the two rows of soldiers, then looked at the people standing in the yard under the eaves outside, and looked back at the closed study door and felt a little worried and anxious in his eyes.

Prince An was still wearing a plain long gown. The weather gradually became hotter, and his clothes were also changed into thin silk clothes. No one would have thought that this man was once an emperor of the generation, but he was more like a noble and elegant celebrity and talented man who came out of a scholarly family.

Prince An was holding a brush in his hand and writing words slowly. Standing not far from the desk was a middle-aged man in his uniform, in his forties or fifties, and short stature.

The shoulder stamps on his shoulders showed his extraordinary status and power. At this time, he stared at the man standing behind the desk and a hint of impatient expression appeared on his face.

"Your Majesty" the middle-aged man finally couldn't help it and shouted in a deep voice.

His Highness Prince An paused slightly, raised his head and threw the pen into the brush next to him.

He slowly lowered his rolled-up sleeves and said lightly, "General Zeng, Your Majesty is in the palace, you are looking for the wrong person." The middle-aged man was not someone else, but General Zeng Rong, the commander of the Sixth Army, who had just hit a wall with Master Fu, not long ago.

Zeng Rong lowered his eyes and covered the contempt in his eyes, but his words were passionate, "We only recognize that you are An Xia's real Majesty. We are willing to lead by example, clear your rebellion for you and help Your Majesty ascend the throne again."

Prince An chuckled, as if he didn't care about his generous speech, and shook his head and said, "Since that's the case, I have already given up my throne back then. The one in the palace is the legitimate emperor, why don't you listen?"

Zeng Rong was choked and said quickly, "Today's weak and incompetent, just a puppet, how can you compare to Your Majesty's literary and martial arts? Is Your Majesty willing to let Xiao be controlled by the people in the cabinet from now on? Become a clay-sculpted Bodhisattva in the temple? Haven't Your Majesty ever thought of helping the country and restoring the old glory of the Xiao royal family?"

Prince An sat down, looked at the man in front of him and sighed, "General Zeng, I don't understand."

Zeng Rong was stunned, "What?"

Prince An said: "If someone in my Xiao family wants to support the royal family, I understand, but for you, it is obviously more beneficial now, right? Why... are you more active than the Xiao family?"

Zeng Rong said, "We were once an old minister of Anxia, ​​so we naturally want to repay the emperor's kindness and be loyal to Your Majesty. We have only endured humiliation and burdened us over the years, so please let Your Majesty know clearly."

Prince An shook his head, smiled warmly and calmly, "You know I don't believe in these."

"..." Zeng Rong was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer the conversation.

Although he was one of the most powerful generals in the capital, Zeng Rong had never really contacted Prince An before. At most, he only looked at him from a distance and close when he abdicated. However, he was not a big shot at that time, so it was naturally impossible for him to get close to the conversation.

Originally, he thought Prince An was a weak and incompetent person, so he couldn't even resist the chaos and announced his abdication. However, he didn't expect that Prince An, who lived in a secluded house, could still speak so well.

Prince An looked at him with a little distant look, "You don't actually care whether the Xiao family has real power. What you care about is... An Xia's power is not in your own hands. With the current situation and the distribution of strength in various places, at most ten years, the forces of An Xia will be further reduced, and in the end it is... Fu Long's two families compete. The Song family may be in a corner or become the bargaining weight to decide the outcome. You can't control where An Xia will go in the end."

This was a bit heartbroken. Zeng Rong took a deep breath and said, "Since Your Majesty understands, aren't you worried that the Xiao family will take office in the future? How should the Xiao family handle themselves?"

Prince An thought for a while and said, "I can trust Fu Zheng and Long Xiao. I have seen the two young marshals of the Fu family and the Long family, and there is nothing to worry about."

This is obviously not a good deal of softness and hardness, so Zeng Rong was no longer polite, "But the one in the palace has agreed to cooperate with us."

Prince An lowered his eyes and said without saying a word. Zeng Rong smiled and said, "Prince An can be as calm as he is in the current situation, but how could he know that others would be willing? Do you think that he would really be grateful to you for the one in the palace when you abdicated to the palace? You did give him a throne, but unfortunately this throne is useless."

Prince An said: "Since that's the case, why are you here to come to me for? You have also seen that I am just an ordinary person without power."

Zeng Rong said, "If possible, we would naturally prefer to cooperate with Your Majesty, but it doesn't matter if you really don't want to cooperate. Please hand over the keys of the royal treasure house and the token of the royal guards."

Prince An said: "You have found the wrong person."

Zeng Rong sneered, "Does Your Majesty think you can perfunctorily treat us like this?"

Prince An said: "I don't know where you heard the rumors. All the royal property is stored in the private warehouse in the palace. When I left the palace, I took away only my own private property when I was the prince. As for the Imperial Guard... Didn't the Imperial Guard have been dissolved and reorganized long ago? This is what happened after I left the palace. The original token was also left in the palace."

A sharp look flashed across Zeng Rong's face, "We treat Your Majesty with courtesy, Your Majesty's best not to test my patience."

Prince An leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes and ignored him, looking as if he was obedient.

Zeng Rong gritted his teeth and wanted to step forward, but he only moved one step and stopped. He stared at Prince An with a cold expression for a while before he sneered and turned around and pushed open the door and went out.

"Master?" the butler outside the door shouted carefully.

Prince An said lightly: "I'm fine, I don't have to come in, I want to stay alone for a while."

The butler then breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes."

Prince An sat in the study and stared at the lamp on the table and was thinking about something. Outside, Zeng Rong was angry and ordered to stop the troops. Soon, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and it was obvious that those who were blocking the door followed Zeng Rong and retreated.

But Prince An knew in his heart that although the people in the palace had left, there would never be few people outside.

Since he refused to cooperate, those people would never tolerate him leaving the palace to ruin their affairs.

He sighed helplessly, "When will it take forever to continue like this?"

"Your Majesty, you must be over soon." A voice suddenly sounded above your head. Prince An was stunned and looked up and found that several pieces of tiles on the roof of a corner of the study had been removed.

A man leaned into the roof, hooked the beam neatly, and then slid down to the ground quietly.

The yards of the royal palace are all old houses in the past, and it is not difficult to uncover the tiles on the roof, but all of these things are silently showing the skill of the visitor.

"Madam Fu?" Prince An looked at Leng Sa silently landed on the ground in surprise.

Leng Sa glanced at the direction of the study gate, and Prince An got up and walked inside, whispering, "Don't worry, everyone outside has left."

After entering the study room, the warm yellow light illuminated the room and illuminated Prince An Junya's face.

Prince An sat down behind the desk and smiled at Leng Sa, "Madam Fu, please sit down, have tea?"

Leng Sa smiled helplessly and said, "Thank you, the prince, I won't drink it. Please forgive me if you disturb the prince so late."

Prince An shook his head, "It's okay, it's good that I have someone to talk to me all day long, and... it's not easy for Mrs. Young Master to come in this trip, right?"

It was indeed not easy. Zeng Rong really sent heavy troops to besiege Prince An's mansion. One of the choices and reconstructions of the royal mansion back then was to prevent Prince An from escaping. If he couldn't escape, it would be difficult to come in. Leng Sa also observed outside for a long time before taking advantage of the darkness of the sky when the other party changed shifts.

Prince An didn't go around with her and said, "How is it outside?"

Leng Sa told the matter again. The matter happened too suddenly. Not to mention the specific situation, even Fu Fengcheng and Long Yue were probably confused.

But this doesn't matter, they just need to know who the opponent is.

After hearing this, Prince An was silent for a long time and sighed softly, "After all, it was because of the hidden dangers that had been left in the past, but back then... I really didn't want to make the capital city blood flow. I just hope to take a step back and there will always be time and opportunity to solve these things in the future. Don't want... it was Arlene who asked you to come to me?"

Leng Sa nodded and presented Zhuo Lin with his hands.

Prince An looked at the small box in front of him with a complicated look. He stared at it for a while before he said in a deep voice, "Please take it to Mr. Fu."

Leng Sa was stunned, and Prince An smiled and said, "Have you not seen what's inside yet?"

Leng Sa nodded honestly and said, "This is what Sister Zhuo entrusted me to send to the prince."

Prince An laughed and said, "You call her sister? She will take advantage of others. This is something I asked her to preserve on my behalf. Since I didn't use it back then, I naturally won't use it now."

As he said that, Prince An reached out and opened the box, which contained a key.

Leng Sa suddenly remembered that he had heard the conversation between Zeng Rong and Prince An on the roof just now, and was a little surprised, "Is there really a royal treasure house?"

Prince An shook his head and smiled when he heard this, "Where did the treasure house come from? The emperor stayed in the palace well, why did he put his treasure outside the palace? You can't be careful of one day when the country was destroyed and fled, right? Even so, how much can an emperor in distress take away? Is it inconvenient for silver bills, or is the bank bill worthless?"

Leng Sa blinked and looked at the key and said, "What is this for?"

Prince An said in a deep voice, "This is a batch of the most advanced weapons that I bought from abroad back then, including various guns and ammunition, as well as dozens of heavy artillery pieces. I was originally prepared to reform An Xia's troops, but unfortunately I didn't use them. Although it has been almost thirty years, these weapons... should not be considered backward."

The iteration of weapons is not that fast. These weapons are definitely not as good as An Xia's most elite military equipment now, but An Xia is definitely not a bad one.

What's more, there are gunpowder and shells. Even if these things fall behind, the power they can shoot out is still real.

"How many of these are there?" Leng Sa asked.

Prince An thought for a while, and said a little uncertainly, "It should be able to equip 70,000 to 80,000 people, right?"

"..." Master Leng was shocked!

No wonder so many people are worried about His Highness Prince An. They have been under house arrest for almost thirty years and still have such a fierce killing weapon under their hands.

Seventy or eighty thousand people seem to be not many for the entire six southern provinces, but it is enough to turn the capital into ruins if you really ignore it.

Prince An sighed, pulled paper and picked up the pen from the side to start writing. When Leng Sa came to his senses, Prince An had already written the three letters and packaged them separately.

"I have a few old friends in the capital, so you can give them these letters. If they are willing to help for my sake, it is best. If they are unwilling to sell my face, you can only ask for more blessings. After all, so many years have passed..." Prince An said in a deep voice.

Leng Sa hurriedly said, "Thank you, Prince, please trouble you."

Prince An smiled, then took out a jade pendant from the drawer and pressed it on the letters and pushed it to Leng Sa, "This jade pendant is given to Prince Mu. He knows what to do. I am not safe here, so I won't leave you more."

Leng Sa hesitated a little, "Your Majesty, don't you... want to leave?"

Prince An waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, they won't touch me now. On the contrary, if they really succeed, it's time for me to die. I'll leave my life to you."

Leng Sa nodded and said, "I understand, take care of yourself, the prince."

Prince An smiled and said, "Go."

Leng Sa put away the things and turned out of the outside room, but still left without going through the door.

In a building across the street from the Military Affairs Bureau building, guns and cannons were rumbling outside. The electricity in the building had long been cut off, and people could only use primitive oil lamps and candles to illuminate it.

When Fu Fengcheng came in, Long Yue and Loulanzhou were discussing things around a table.

Seeing that everything was fine, Master Lou seemed a little embarrassed. His clothes that were always neat and obedient on the day had already been stained with dust and blood. Even a bloody mark on his handsome face was seen as it was coming out of the enemy's pile. It looked like it was more murderous than usual.

Seeing Fu Fengcheng coming in, Long Yue asked straightforwardly, "What's going on with you?"

Fu Fengcheng Road, "All the senior officials in the cabinet were blocked in the office building."

Long Yue raised his eyebrows, "You haven't thought of something?"

Fu Fengcheng said calmly, "What solution? I'll break in alone? Even if I can bring a few people out?"

His eyes fell on Loulanzhou, "Mr. Lou?"
To be continued...