The devil is coming

Chapter 710: Send an order to mobilize troops!
After the nine tolls of the departure bell,
The entire city of Yanjing was plunged into great grief. There were cries in the streets and alleys, inside and outside the courtyards.
The people of Yanjing City had known for a long time that their emperor was in poor health. Not to mention whether it was true or not that he had hidden his wife into Yanjing to kill the dragon-veined god Nao Nao. Their emperor had been recuperating in the back garden for a long time. For a period of time, if it were not that his body was really unable to support state affairs, why would His Majesty the Emperor need to leave his palace?
but,
Knowing is one thing, having a premonition is another thing,
And when you really hear the bell ringing,
In an instant, it was still a bolt from the blue;
The great emperor passed away like this?
In their understanding, even if the emperor is ill, he will still get better. Even if the emperor is really on his deathbed, he will definitely not die;
He is the emperor,
He is the supreme king of Dayan,
he,
It really should be like being called out by thousands of people, long live it.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."
An old man was sitting on his knees on the street, crying loudly.
He is not a powerful person or an official, he is just a vegetable farmer, so his cry at this time has no other purpose, and no one will supervise whether a vegetable farmer is truly sad;
Because no one cares, it seems real.
The old vegetable farmer made a living by selling vegetables. He had three sons in his family. The eldest son died in the battle on the bank of Wangjiang River, the second son guarded Nanwang City, and the youngest son was still young.
A few years ago, the old wife received news that her eldest son had died in battle. She was sad for so long that her body collapsed, and she passed away not long after.
The old vegetable farmer lives alone with his young son beside him;
Last year, during the attack on Chu, there was another disaster in the country. As a result, the taxes collected by the city were twice as high as before. Life was actually very difficult.
It stands to reason,
What he should hate, at least, according to the poems of the scholars of Qian State, the people of Yan State should hate their militaristic emperor. He was a thief of the people, a tyrant, and a tyrant whose flesh and blood the people wanted to eat. .
But the old vegetable farmer didn’t.
he is crying,
Crying "Your Majesty" over and over again,
He was in pain from the bottom of his heart and sad from the bottom of his heart.
He was sitting on the ground. He was obviously a lot older, but he was like a child, slapping his hands on the ground and howling with tears.
When the news came that his eldest son had been killed in battle,
He just wiped away his tears and held it back forcibly. He was a man, an old man, how could he cry loudly like an aunt?
But today,
But he didn't care about the lack of face, he just wanted to cry, he just wanted to shout.
On the street, no one laughed at him, because many people were crying.
The owner of the shop was lying on the counter, wiping his tears constantly. The clerk was also leaning against the door panel, his eyes red.
Many passers-by who were in a hurry before were now sitting on the roadside. Everyone was immersed in this huge sad atmosphere, and each of them was an integral part of this sad atmosphere.
Most of them had never really seen the Emperor when he was out of the palace, and they even didn't know what the Emperor looked like, but today, they felt sad from the bottom of their hearts.
Outside Yanjing City,
Since winter is approaching, some refugees have already moved here;
Last year's locust plague, although this year the court has carried out large-scale rearrangement and relief, there are still many extremely poor people who came to the capital early with the intention of surviving, hoping to rely on the emperor's feet to survive this winter.
The government has also made preparations for relief, and porridge distribution has also begun.
But when the departure bell rings,
Many refugees who had just received rice porridge did not devour it in a hurry. Instead, they silently placed the porridge bowl on the ground and placed their chopsticks horizontally on the porridge bowl.
They wanted to stand their chopsticks up, but the porridge was too thin, not rice, and they couldn't stand it up.
They are also crying, they are also wailing.
Obviously, it was the emperor who had raised troops, imposed labor levies, and emptied the country's power for many years, so that a natural disaster forced them to live in abject poverty without any means of survival;
However, they did not think it was the emperor's fault;
Emperor,
correct.
This is not a blind belief, but because it will only take a hundred years for the people of Yan to no longer tolerate the threat from the desert.
A hundred years are not enough to erase the memories passed down from our ancestors. Barbarian soldiers crossed the border, butcher knives were raised, and countless Yandierlangs followed the emperor on the expedition. Although it has faded in the history books, it is still spread in the streets and alleys, or the old people's words to their children and grandchildren. The story is being told.
The people of Yan still remember the pain of war coming to their homes, and the pain of foreign armies trampling on their own land;
Therefore,
The people of Yan could actually understand their emperor.
Only by defeating foreigners and foreigners, knocking them down, and subduing them, can we ensure the safety of our own home and ensure that the flames of war will not burn our own home.
For this reason, people can really understand if they are hungry and spend some money on their family.
Of course, the premise is that the wars launched by Dayan in recent years have been complete victories, which makes the people's endurance stronger.
Since we have been winning battles,
That's good,
Tighten your belt and help His Majesty fight the outside world. After that, you can live a peaceful life.
This idea is correct even in the eyes of the current Marquis Zheng;
In the past, Mr. Zheng also had a feeling that the ignorant people were easy to fool and knew nothing. But gradually, he began to understand more and more the profound meaning of the saying: the eyes of the masses are sharp.
Look at what the people of Jin have suffered in the past few years. Western Shanxi is better off. When the Yan people came to attack with iron hoofs, they did not deliberately cause killings because the Yan court wanted to incorporate Jin into its territory. After burning, killing and looting, they left, but even so, if the soldiers were like bandits and only food was given to the enemy, don't think that the Yan army that had just invaded at the beginning would not commit any crimes. It is unrealistic;
As for Jindong, it was really tragic;
The barbarians came in and plundered the population wantonly. In the land of eastern Shanxi, nine out of ten houses were empty;
Later, when the Yan army confronted the allied forces of the barbarian Chu state, the barbarians and Chu people, who were short of food, even captured nearby Jin people to use as two-legged sheep for rations.
It was really miserable;
Later, the reason why the Pingxi Marquis Mansion was able to absorb large numbers of refugees in eastern Shanxi and start to grant military land for cultivation was also because the original population on this land was almost gone. Therefore, there was no resistance at all. They were all ownerless anyway. It's over, you can do whatever you want.
In the same way, do you think it can be played in Yingdu, Litian City and Yanjing?
It's a natural disaster. Just endure it and bear it. When spring comes, you can hope to get better. At the very least, if you really have nothing to eat, you can still escape the famine and escape towards the capital.
because,
Their Emperor, His Majesty, is here.
right now,
The emperor died.
……
"Squeak..."
The door of the house was pushed open from the inside.
The one who walked out was Ji Chengjue. His face was stained with blood. It was his father's blood.
Behind him, the prince was still kneeling there, unconscious.
And outside the door,
Lu Bing and Wei Zhonghe slowly knelt down.
"My lord, Lu Bing, meet the new king, long live my emperor!"
"Slave Wei Zhonghe, I bow to the new king, long live my emperor!"
They are the most trusted and close people around Emperor Yan. Some things have already been guessed. Not to mention, although the two of them are standing at the door, nothing, not even a word, can escape them. ear.
When an emperor dies and a new king ascends the throne, this is often the time when an empire is at its most chaotic.
When the old emperor of Chu died, it immediately triggered a rebellion among the princes. When the previous emperor of the Ji family succeeded to the throne, the princes even competed and fought in Yanjing City;
However, Emperor Yan would never allow this to happen after his death.
An emperor through the ages, what he pursues is not only the glory during his life, but also the peace after his death;
Determining everything before and after life with one hand,
That is true perfection.
The heads of the Yamen of the two big fanzi offices in Dayan are the best assistants arranged by Emperor Yan for his successor;
It’s not about assisting the new king in governing the country and bringing peace to the world.
Wei Zhonghe doesn't have that ability, and even Lu Bing doesn't actually have that ability either;
But they are enough to help Xin Jun spend this period of time smoothly without causing any trouble.
Ji Chengjue stretched out his hand,
Wiped the blood on his face,
take a deep breath,
Looking at the two people kneeling in front of them,
He opened his mouth and said:
"Father, he has passed away."
"Your Majesty, the departure bell in the palace has already rung. The whole capital is aware of the death of His Majesty Long Yu. According to the system of the Great Yan Ancestor, when the world changes, a new king should be established first, and then the country will be mourned.
Your Majesty, please enter the palace first. "
The ancestral system of Dayan was inherited from the past. In fact, many systems were constantly modified, especially during the reign of Emperor Yan;
But some of them will basically be preserved through the ages, and this is the case in terms of etiquette.
The reason for setting up a new king first and then governing the country was because the Yan State always had to face threats from the outside. More than one emperor died in battle. Therefore, the new king was first established and the new king was enthroned in order to deal with it. The situation, the funeral arrangements, will wait a moment.
Take care of the affairs of the living first, and put aside the affairs of the dead.
This was due to the reality of the time, but even though the life of the Yan Kingdom had been much better in the past hundred years, the ancestral system had not been changed, in order to make the new emperor remember that it was not easy for his ancestors to start a business.
The Qian people and the Chu people called the Yan people barbarians and believed that Yan was a country of tigers and wolves. Part of the reason stems from this. Since ancient times, the Yan people have used etiquette as a piece of paper to wipe their butts. They do whatever they feel comfortable with. They are by no means a country of etiquette. , I’m ashamed to be with him!
"Father, everything has been arranged, right?"
"Your Majesty, the late emperor has already arranged everything." Lu Bing reported back.
Ji Chengjue nodded,
Road:
"Wait."
"Sir, obey the order."
"Slave, obey the order."
Ji Chengjue turned around, walked back and entered the house.
Emperor Yan,
Still sitting on the chair,
chest,
Stabbed with a dagger.
However, there was no trace of pain or resentment on Emperor Yan's face, only a sense of relief.
"Ugh."
Ji Chengjue sighed,
He walked to the side of his father's body, reached out and picked up the three imperial edicts placed on the coffee table.
Inside the house, candles were lit.
He placed the decree that canonized Xiao Qi in front of the candle and watched it burn. When it was about to burn his fingers, he threw it on the ground.
That's it,
Still continuing to watch it burn to ashes, he looked away.
then,
He took the remaining two imperial edicts and walked to the prince's side.
Holding the imperial edict in his right arm,
bend over,
left hand,
He lifted up the prince's arm and pulled him to his feet:
"Second brother, get up first, let's do something first."
The prince nodded and stood up slowly, but couldn't help but turned to look at his father again.
"Stop looking. I feel relieved and comfortable."
Ji Chengjue pursed his lips.
"Let's go, let's explain things first."
"Yes... Your Majesty."
When Ji Chengjue pulled the second prince out of the house, he saw the old lady standing behind Lu Bing and Wei Zhonghe.
The old lady slowly knelt down,
Salute to Ji Chengjue.
Ji Chengjue stood there and suffered.
After the old lady stood up with the help of Lu Bing,
Ji Chengjue looked at her,
Road:
"My father's body needs to be decorated by grandma."
When an old friend passes away, he should choose an elder from his relatives to wipe his body, put on his shroud, and put on makeup so that he can have a good life for the last time.
The new emperor will enter the palace first, and then the body of Emperor Yan will also enter the palace.
Previously, Lu Bing and Wei Zhonghe worshiped the new emperor early and did not even cry. It was not that they were eager to hug the new emperor's lap, but that they knew what they should do now.
As the late emperor's confidants, they have no time to grieve now. Even wiping away tears is a luxury. Only after the new emperor is properly placed according to the late emperor's last wish, they may have time to reflect that their majesty is gone. .
Emperor Yan died in the Lu Mansion, which is actually very convenient, because although the Lu Mansion has a bunch of incompetent clansmen, it is Lu Bing's mansion after all, and there are many trustworthy subordinates in it. It is impossible to manage the situation here. question.
As for how Emperor Yan died, he died of illness and could not have been stabbed to death by the sixth prince with a dagger.
Today, they are the only people who know the whole thing.
Later, the people the old lady took with her to sort out the late emperor's body would also be quickly silenced.
The late emperor’s will,
He wanted the new king he chose to succeed to the throne with a clear conscience.
Prince,
Will read out the edict deposing his position as prince;
Wei Zhonghe or Zhao Jiulang will read out the edict establishing the sixth prince as the new king.
The knife wounds on the late emperor’s body will be covered up;
Even if someone in future generations wants to discredit the new king, they cannot create any groundless "sound of candle shadow and axe" in the matter of passing the throne.
Even if the new king really committed regicide.
But the late emperor would still give him an "upright and fair" attitude.
Ji Chengjue got into the carriage arranged by Lu Bing, and the prince also sat in it.
Wei Zhonghe drives the carriage,
Lu Bing was also sitting on the carriage.
At the same time, Lu Bing's Yamen and Secret Intelligence Department also received orders from their respective bosses at almost the same time and began to fully operate, all for the sake of the smooth progress of the new king's affairs.
Ji Chengjue's face had been wiped and his clothes had been changed.
Sitting in the carriage, leaning back, his eyes were open, but in fact, he was not really thinking about anything.
The prince lowered his head and sat opposite.
At least, he is still the prince now;
"Second brother."
"Well, Your Majesty."
Ji Chenglang raised his head when he heard the sound and looked at his sixth brother.
"Just don't change your story now. Wait until you change your story."
"Okay, sixth brother."
"With him gone, this family and this country now have to rely on us to support them."
Ji Chenglang nodded and said, "I will help you for one year, and then I will resign and go back home to read and repair books."
There is nothing pretentious or pretentious, everything seems very direct.
this time,
In fact, Ji Chenglang has long since lost the energy to fight for anything anymore, he has already surrendered;
Ever since he saw Lao Liu pinching his father's neck and seeing Lao Liu stabbing his father's chest with a dagger,
He was afraid, extremely afraid,
But at the same time, he felt relieved.
The father is gone, and the mother is gone too. Hatred and resentment seem to have been stripped of their main body at once.
What he wanted to stay was to act, and he had to be in the new court. The abandoned prince had to continue to help with some things. At the same time, he also knew that his sixth brother would arrange a very important position for him.
He had to use his actual actions to tell the world that he was deposed and his younger brother was established, which was really his father's will. He, the prince, was not forced to give up the throne.
of course,
There was nothing to feel aggrieved about, and it wasn't even acting. After all, what he saw with his own eyes was the sixth brother his father passed down the throne to.
"Repairing books requires a lot of money." Ji Chengjue actually said this now.
Ji Chenglang smiled,
indeed,
Repairing books costs a lot of money and is a big project.
"Father conquers the world, you rule the world, I have to find something to do, just leave some real culture for Dayan, so as not to be said to be uneducated when I, the Yan people, and the Gan people and the Chu people are dealing with each other. Dao Shi felt unsure.
The most important thing is that after my father leaves, I am afraid that something will happen to my body after I lose my energy and spirit.
Brother, if I really get sick early and leave, it doesn't matter to me, but it's not good for you, sixth brother. "
Ji Chengjue nodded.
The prince is like an eel, and Emperor Yan is like a pike. Without the stimulation of pike, a group of eels will easily become lifeless, and then die quickly.
"In two years' time, the national treasury will be on the run."
"This is not in a hurry."
The two brothers, now, after the death of their father, actually showed a true sense of brotherhood and brotherhood.
When the late emperor left, he took with him the rift between the brothers.
Ji Chengjue was not sure whether his old man had considered this before his death.
The carriage has entered the street.
The cries of the people on both sides came, and the two brothers were instantly surrounded by the sadness of the capital.
Ji Chenglang took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly.
Ji Chengjue said:
"No matter what, he is indeed a good emperor." After a pause, Ji Chengjue added an attributive, "In the eyes of the people."
immediately,
Ji Chengjue seemed to have thought of something,
Open your mouth and shout to the front;
"Eunuch Wei."
"The slave is here."
"Can I issue an order now?"
Theoretically, it is impossible. After all, the new monarch has not yet ascended the throne. Many ministers even do not know that the new monarch of Dayan is not the prince but the sixth prince.
But, in fact, with Wei Zhonghe and Lu Bing here, at this moment, the imperial edict can be passed on directly by pretending to be the last emperor's order;
Well, the effect may be better than Xinjun's.
"Your Majesty, you can do it."
Ji Chengjue nodded,
road;
"Pass the decree and order Ping Xihou to mobilize the Jingnan army outside the city to enter the capital."
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The plot of the past two days consumed me too much emotionally and energetically. In addition, I just had to go back to my schedule today, so my mind was basically empty and numb during the day, so I will update it today; in fact, the plot behind it is very important. It’s there, but I’m not in the mood to write it down and I’m not satisfied with it. I’ll write it down tomorrow after I get some sleep.
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(End of this chapter)