The capital of Qin, Chang'an.
In the Taiji Hall, even in the scorching summer, it was still desolate. The wind poured in from strong winds and ventilated windows, making a "whirring" sound throughout the hall, blowing the official uniforms, beards and hair of the civil and military officials, and all the
Everyone lowered their heads and said nothing, but the Heavenly King Fu Jian, who was sitting slumped on the dragon throne, looked at the ministers in the palace with a look of genuine longing, his face as sinking as water.
I hope that everyone can offer some good strategies to bring Qin back to life in this precarious time, but no one responds.
Compared with the high-spiritedness during the Southern Expedition for more than a year, Fu Jian today is at least ten years older. His original black and shiny hair has become prematurely gray, and his temples are gray. He is just over forty years old and in the prime of life.
The king has turned into a sixty-year-old man so quickly, which really makes me lament the impermanence of fate.
Fu Jian's eyes finally fell on Quan Yi, who was the first on the left, and he sighed: "Quan servant She, needless to say, I didn't guard against the Xianbei and Qiang thieves, which made the thieves reach this point. Now the situation in Guandong has collapsed.
, out of control, in the short term, Gu was unable to leave Guandong to compete with Murong Chui. However, the two thieves Murong Hong and Murong Chong joined forces and advanced to Chang'an, and Yao Chang, a dog Qiang, took advantage of our army's disadvantage and escaped.
The Qiang people and Xianbei thieves from all over the place are now killing local county guards and causing rebellion. The land outside the mountains is no longer mine. Servant of Quan, you are very resourceful. In the past, I didn't listen to your kind words. But now, I can't
Any good ideas?"
Quan Yi curled his lips and stood up. He did not speak directly, but turned his head to the other side. A man huddled in the crowd glanced at it and sneered: "King of Heaven, I have told you before.
However, the ambitions of the Xianbei thieves cannot be trusted. I advise you to kill the Murong Xianbei clan as soon as possible. You did not listen to your benevolence, and now you have made a big mistake. Weichen here also has a letter from the enemy that I just received, because it
The words are too arrogant, and I am afraid that it will ruin your mood, so I dare not let you read it before this meeting, but now that you have taken the initiative to mention the second-line thieves, I have no choice but to present this letter."
Fu Jian's eyes widened and he clenched his fists tightly: "Who sent the letter? I don't want to read it, but you can read it out in front of the civil and military officials of this court!"
In Quan Yi's hand, he magically took out a roll of parchment, held it high in his hand, showed it to the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, and said loudly: "Everyone, this letter is from the Xianbei thief Murong Hong.
, this letter said that the king of Wu has set up Guandong, so he can quickly prepare a large chariot to send to his brother the emperor. Hongdang will be in command of the Yan people in Guanzhong and will be sent back to Yedu. They will use Hulao as the boundary with Qin and they will always be good neighbors.
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This letter was so arrogant and domineering. After hearing these words, the civil and military officials of the Qin Dynasty raised their heads one by one, gnashed their teeth, and some even started to howl: "King of Heaven, the last general is asking for orders to go to war. Don't kill this dog Murong Hong."
Thief, come and see me!"
Fu Jian suddenly jumped up from the dragon chair and said sternly: "You traitor Murong, you have gone too far to bully others! If I am alone, if I can't kill you, I swear I will not be the king!" Fu Jian's volcano erupted.
Aroused by such anger, all the ministers in the hall raised their sleeves, raised their arms, raised their fists and stamped their feet. The hall, which had been silent just now, suddenly became as noisy as a battlefield. Even the simple roof of the hall seemed to be overturned.
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Quan Yi stood there quietly, listening to the tsunami-like sounds of shouting and killing from the mountains in the palace. A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he coughed twice. The shouts in the palace gradually subsided, and everyone
Everyone's eyes turned to Quan Yi, and Quan Yi said loudly: "I think that although Murong Hong's letter is arrogant and rude, it also points out the fact that the King of Heaven, the backbone of these Xianbei thieves, is in this hall.
Among them!"
Before he finished speaking, there was a "plop", and a man emerged from the crowd in despair, kneeling on the ground. The official hat on his head rolled to the ground under this plop, and his head kept spinning.
The earth is in close contact with the ground: "The King of Heaven is above, I will commit the death penalty, the death penalty!"
When everyone saw this, they suddenly became furious. Some impulsive ones rolled up their sleeves and were ready to rush forward and beat someone. Fortunately, they were held back by their colleagues on the left and right. After all, when Fu Jian first came to the throne, there were some officials who were harassing people.
, relying on his military exploits, looked down upon Wang Meng, and was extremely dissatisfied with Fu Jian's emphasis on Wang Meng, a Han man. He even wanted to beat Wang Meng during the court meeting, but Fu Jian ordered him to be beheaded on the spot. From then on, the aggressive Di nobles never again
They didn't dare to talk with their fists in the court like before. It was for this reason that a few impulsive guys stopped their colleagues because they didn't want to see them lose their lives in the pursuit of quick pleasure.
But the roars of almost everyone, accompanied by bursts of saliva flavored with mutton, beef, and garlic, attacked this man and surrounded him in a storm: "Murong Wei, you traitor, what the hell?
Why don’t you die!”
"That's it, look at the good things your family has done. Are they done by humans? The King of Heaven has shown you such unparalleled kindness. Is this how you repay it?"
"King of Heaven, there is no good person named Murong. Murong Hong still has the nerve to ask this thief to go back and proclaim himself emperor. Please give an order to kill this thief on the spot to put an end to the threat of thief!"
The muscles on Fu Jian's face were beating slightly, and his fists were clenched tightly and trembling slightly. Everyone knew that this was Fu Jian still restraining his emotions in an extremely angry state. As a king,
, one sentence can determine the life or death of hundreds of people. Restraint is the fundamental reason why Fu Jian can reach this day and become a wise king. But everyone can see it clearly, and he can hardly bear it anymore.
Fu Jian's eyes were as bright as lightning, piercing Murong Wei who was kowtowing on the ground like pounding garlic. He said in as calm a voice as possible: "Murong Aiqing, your brother Murong Hong's letter, you also heard it, right? Aiqing's clan
, it can be said that you have a human face and a beast's heart, and treat you as a national soldier alone, but you repay it by raising troops and causing chaos in times of national calamity. Since your younger brother asks for your love, if your love intends to leave, then I will send you Murong as a chariot and horse.
Let’s reunite the clan, and then compete on the battlefield to end it completely!”
Murong Wei cried so hard that his head was bleeding, and he choked and said: "The King of Heaven has treated my Murong family with unparalleled kindness. My Murong family has taught me that as a human being, you should know how to repay kindness, otherwise it will bring disaster to your descendants. My father did not repay it back then."
Jin En took advantage of the chaos and proclaimed himself emperor, so that when he fell into the hands of the guilty minister, the country was ruined and the family was destroyed. This is retribution!"
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This chapter has been completed!