"Your Highness, the Crown Princess wishes to see you." Zhu Ruodeng had just finished dealing with the prisoners when another subordinate reported.
"Oh, please come over to the emperor's sister-in-law," he said calmly. Some didn't want to see her. He had just forced the emperor's brother to death. How should he face the emperor's sister-in-law? Some wanted to see her, out of some kind of show off from the winner to the loser.
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Crown Princess Sun Rou is here, not alone, but three people. One adult and two children: the eldest grandson of the emperor Zhu Yixuan and the grandson of the emperor Zhu Yican.
The two children were pitiful, one was four years old and the other was two years old. They didn't know their father was dead yet, so they were led by Sun Rou by the hand and babbling in front of everyone.
Zhu Ruodeng saw that his sister-in-law had changed into mourning clothes, with sadness in her eyes, but her behavior was still decent and dignified. He couldn't help but secretly praise that the woman from the Sun family in Rongcheng was indeed extraordinary!
He said in a compassionate tone: "Sister-in-law, the death of my brother was not my intention. Please forgive me!"
"Second brother, this matter doesn't stop here!"
Sun Rou suddenly burst into tears, her cries so sad and heartbreaking. Her cry immediately made many ministers feel pity.
Zhu Ruodeng was busy comforting him in every possible way. He had forced his brother to death. He must no longer give people the impression of bullying orphans and widowed mothers. That would put him in a morally disadvantageous position. Although the emperor's soldiers and horses were strong and strong, everyone in the world still said that
Something to take into account.
"Second brother!"
Sun Rou suddenly called him sadly and knelt down with a plop, "Children are innocent, I beg my second brother to spare the lives of these two children!"
"Oh, Sister-in-law, please get up quickly! I don't mean this, I don't mean this!"
Zhu Ruodeng hurriedly stated that he had no intention of harming his two nephews. To be fair, he was very worried about these two little guys. Their existence was a huge threat to the legitimacy of his inheritance. Think of the Xuanwu Sect back then.
After the incident, Li Shimin killed all the sons of Li Jiancheng and Li Yuanji, so that he could rest assured. But his sister-in-law knelt down to him in front of so many ministers. If he refused and insisted on harming his nephew, he would surely lose his life.
People's hearts. The Ming Dynasty is different from the Tang Dynasty. The most important thing is etiquette and respect between brothers, friends and brothers. We must not leave the world with the cruel impression of killing brothers and nephews.
Therefore, these two little guys cannot be killed. Not only cannot they be killed, but their lives must be protected to avoid rumors.
Lu Shiyi glanced meaningfully at Crown Princess Sun Rou, "This woman is amazing. She cried and knelt down and temporarily saved the lives of two yellow-mouthed children. Fortunately, it was a woman. If it were a man, I would definitely advise His Highness to kill them!
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"Hurry, speed up and return to Duan Bengong to aid." Duke Yan Xiaoyong of Fujian and General Zhang Hu urged Jinwu Town to return as soon as possible. To their chagrin, they had already quickly captured Prince Ji's Mansion, and the defenders of the Prince's Mansion were at the end of their game. But.
When they retreated, King Ji's general Yang Wei led hundreds of dead men to pursue them regardless of life or death, harassing and entangled them, which slowed down Jinwu Town a lot.
After finally arriving near Duanben Palace, I was surprised to find that the royal flag of King Ji was hanging on the wall of the East Palace.
"No, Duke, it seems that His Highness the Crown Prince is in danger!" Zhang Hu's voice was filled with tears.
"General Zhang, please organize troops to attack the city and rescue the prince," Yan Xiaoyong gritted his teeth and ordered.
"Yes!"
Zhang Hu is an expert in fighting. After hearing the order, he surrounded three buildings and ordered the left camp's general Xue You to lead the left camp to attack the north city. The right camp's general Wan Xiong led the right battalion to attack the south city. He led the front, middle and rear battalions to attack.
West City; the East City was deliberately left for the King of Ji's army to escape, and their defense was defeated.
The battle was extremely fierce. General Zhang Erxian of the front camp of Jinwu Town, Xu Feibao, a general of the rear camp, and Liang Xinzhuo, a brave general of the King of Hebei Army, were all killed.
After fighting for a while, the shooting suddenly stopped at the top of the city and was replaced by shouts: "The prince is dead, why didn't you surrender earlier?"
After shouting, two packages were thrown down from the city wall. When he opened them, he saw that they were the heads of Crown Prince Zhu Ruoji and Chief Assistant Guan Shouzhen.
"Ah! His Royal Highness is truly the Crown Prince!"
"Look, it's the head of Mr. Guange!"
Seeing these two heads, the morale of Jinwu Town instantly dropped to freezing point. A snake can't survive without a head. Without the crown prince, the soldiers don't know who to fight for.
Yan Xiaoyong said to Zhang Hu: "We have received great kindness from His Royal Highness, how can we not repay it?"
Zhang Hu's jaw followed Yan Xiaoyong to attack the city with all his might.
Unfortunately, the generals still had fighting spirit, but the soldiers no longer had the will to fight. Soldiers kept fleeing, and the more they fought, the fewer the soldiers were. The King of Ji's generals Chen Biao, Zhebu, Zhang Mingxiang, Tuba, and Chen Gongyin attacked from all sides. Jinwu Town was defeated, and Zhang
Hu, Xue You, and all the heroes died in battle.
Yan Xiaoyong ran as hard as he could, followed closely by his pursuers, and chased him into a street. "咴聿进", the war horse let out a mournful cry, but it sprained its foot. He had no choice but to dismount and run away. He lost one of his shoes, so he didn't care.
Suddenly a large house appeared in front of it, with the four characters "Dian Guo Gongfu" written on it.
The official history of the Dian Kingdom!
Yan Xiaoyong was overjoyed. His father, the old Duke of Fujian, Yan Tianfeng, and the Duke of Dian, Shi Qiwen, were close friends. Both of them were among the first batch of Conglong heroes. They supported the revival of Ming Zuo, the emperor of today, and made great military achievements and were famous in history; he and Shi Qiwen's son Shi Xiao
Shi Xiaozhong was also a close friend. Originally, Shi Xiaozhong was also a confidant of the Crown Prince. However, because Shi Qiwen was seriously ill, he took leave to take care of his old father at home and did not catch up with the incident. Since he is their family, he must be able to hide for me!
"Bang~bang~bang~" He knocked hard on the door of the Duke's Mansion.
"Who's knocking?" The doorman heard the sound and asked.
"I am Yan Xiaoyong, the Duke of Fujian. I am forced by the pursuing troops. Please report to the Duke of Dian and let me take refuge in the mansion."
In the study of the Duke of Dian, Shi Qiwen was drinking tea and chatting with his son Shi Xiaozhong. The shouts of murder outside were loud, but here was a paradise.
Suddenly, Shi Xiaozhong's eyebrows twitched.
"Why, are you excited? Do you want to go out and cause trouble for me?" Shi Qiwen said with a smile.
Shi Xiaozhong looked at his old father with admiration, "I don't dare, I'm just curious and don't know what's going on outside."
At first, he was close to the prince and wanted to help the prince. But his old father insisted that he remain neutral and forced him to take leave and leave the military camp on the grounds that he was seriously ill. As a result, after the incident of seizing the door, various signs showed that...
It was the King of Ji's party who had the upper hand. Fortunately, I listened to my father's words and took leave to stay at home, without offending either party. Otherwise, my family might have been harmed. Ginger is still very spicy!
"Haha, you, you just can't keep your temper. No matter what it looks like outside, as long as you, a brat like you, don't leave the house, our family will be as stable as Mount Tai. As a father, I follow the old minister Long. No matter which side wins, we must rely on our father's prestige.
.The good days of our historians are yet to come." Shi Qiwen smiled wisely.
Suddenly a servant came to report, "Duke, eldest son, there is someone knocking on our door, saying that it is the Duke of Fujian, Yan Xiaoyong, who is forced by pursuing soldiers and wants to hide in our house to avoid trouble."
"Alas! It seems that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been completely defeated," Shi Qiwen sighed leisurely.
"Yan Xiaoyong? Invite him into the house quickly." When he heard that his friend was asking for help outside the door, Shi Xiaozhong felt compassion.
"No! Let him enter the house. He will be safe, but our whole family of historians will be in danger." Shi Qiwen flatly refused.
"But father, Uncle Yan is your best friend; Yan Xiaoyong is also my son's good friend. How can you refuse to save me even if you die?" Shi Xiaozhong cried and begged.
Shi Qiwen let out a long sigh, "Zhong'er, you are the eldest son of the historian, and sooner or later you will be in charge of the historian family. You must put family interests above personal feelings, remember, remember!"
Yan Xiaoyong stood in front of the Dian Duke's Mansion, waiting anxiously, praying that the heavy door would open quickly. The door never opened, and all he got was the cold words from the door: "My Duke is not at home, please come back."
The pursuers arrived and chopped Yan Xiaoyong to death in front of the Dian Duke's mansion.
This incident was learned by a later scholar named "Yangyang Daming", who wrote a poem "Conglong Yiqi" to satirize:
"Conglong Loyalty"
In the past, the dragon came out of Guilin,
Everyone says this love is worth more than gold.
Although gold is expensive, I don’t envy it.
Brothers can be worth a hundred thousand soldiers.
One hundred thousand soldiers, one hundred thousand blood,
His name is left on Lingyan Pavilion.
His reputation is so laughable that he seizes his family every day,
The north wind rustles the old minister's heart.
This chapter has been completed!