Even though he was escaping, he still brought a lot of things he was used to enjoying. The only trouble was food.
"Kuozhang."
The steward at home came to report, "The food we brought was being targeted by the soldiers." "Give it to them," Yang Songcheng said calmly.
"But what should we do?" the steward asked.
"Be full or be killed, you choose one." Yang Songcheng looked at the steward. "Yes."
The manager resigned.
The man in green shirt came in and said, "The state leader and Chen Xiao seem to understand."
Yang Songcheng rubbed his tea cup, feeling very comfortable, "I have lost most of my kingdom and now I am in a state of embarrassment. How can I be considered an emperor? This son-in-law of mine has always been ruthless. I am afraid he is at a loss now!"
He took a sip of tea and said, "It's time to change someone."...
The emperor likes to read books recently.
He had brought dozens of volumes with him when he fled. He just took one volume and could sit there for half a day. The curtain of the tent was rolled up, and a man came in quietly and saluted.
"I have met His Majesty."
The emperor's eyes were still on the scroll, "Yeah!"
Wang Hai, the commander of Tianma Camp, glanced at Han Shitou and reported, "Your Majesty, Chen Xiao and Yang Minghe were drinking. The head of state's people went to see them and I don't know what they said."
"Um!"
The emperor slowly put down the book, with a cold look on his brows.
"He felt that I was in trouble and wanted to take the opportunity to attack and let the third son ascend the throne." In one sentence, the purpose of Yang Songcheng's plan was revealed.
Han Shitou said: "Your Majesty, you cannot be underestimated."
"They won't take action until the outcome of the battle between Shi Ni and that scoundrel comes out." The emperor's eyes flashed with Han Shitou's familiar look.
He was like a peerless swordsman, seeking defeat alone, but now he found an enemy worthy of taking action.
Before the outcome of the war is reached, any big move is foolish. "Wang Hai!"
"exist!"
"There is a general in the army arranged by me. Go with the money and tell him to win over some generals who are loyal to me."
"Take your orders!"
The emperor had a smile on his lips. Seeing that Han Shitou was a little sad, he smiled and said, "What did Shitou think of?" Han Shitou said, "I think of your Majesty's past."
Before the emperor launched the palace coup, he also used money to bribe the palace guards, and then he successfully entered.
People who are good at using power are also the best at understanding people's hearts.
The emperor laughed, with a look of reminiscence in his eyes, "That year... I was so high-spirited!" Han Shitou resigned.
Outside the tent, Sun Laoer was waiting for him. "How?" Han Shitou asked.
Sun Laoer said: "We went and asked the generals we knew well, and they said that the battle there would probably last more than ten years."
"More than ten days!"
"Are you in a hurry?"
"After waiting for so many years, we... are not in a hurry!" "Then why are you clenching your fist?"
...
During this escape, the hearts of the people in Jingtai also became somewhat scattered.
The soldiers accompanying him did not have enough to eat, but the people at the mirror did not lack food.
Most of them were good craftsmen and could easily obtain food by sneaking into the homes of local wealthy households. However, later they found that many of the local wealthy households had fled.
"The current situation is not good."
Zhao Sanfu and Zheng Yuandong were discussing matters in a secret place in the camp. Zheng Yuandong's official uniform had not been washed for a long time, and he looked a little embarrassed. "What do you mean?"
"The front is Jintai County. People from Jingtai went to investigate and found that the county magistrate and officials had all run away." Zheng Yuandong was startled, "This is like a tree falling and the hozens scattering!"
"Old Zheng, the time has come." Zhao Sanfu was a little happy, "The dissatisfaction of the army officers and soldiers with him has reached the extreme. If Chen Xiao and Yang Minghe hadn't suppressed him, they would have exploded long ago."
"I know, but the positions of Chen Xiao and Yang Minghe are unclear." Zheng Yuandong stretched out his hand. "What?"
"Don't tell me you have nothing to eat."
"You, the Minister of War, can't even get a piece of cake?" Zhao Sanfu said sarcastically. "Not to mention me, Zhang Huan has been hungry for half a day." Zheng Yuandong said.
Zhao Sanfu took out an oil paper bag and opened it, and inside it turned out to be a chicken leg. Zheng Yuandong took a few bites, then thought about it, "Beautiful!"
"I think it's time to start this matter." Zhao Sanfu lowered his voice, "We can encourage the soldiers to attack."
"I'm already making preparations." Zheng Yuandong's eyes became colder, "I asked people to spread news among the army, saying that the rebels are chasing us."
The army is short of food, and the rebels are chasing after them... "The officials in the front are fleeing..."
The two smiled at each other.
A feeling of the end of the world arises...
Huahua pretended to be an accompanying civilian woman and wandered around the core area of the camp every day. This time she came with more than a dozen experts and followed the instructions of King Qin to stare at the pseudo-emperor. "Huahua, that's...
··Jane King.”
Jiang Xing and Huahua pretended to be a couple and accidentally saw King Zhen Li Xin standing outside the tent. Huahua glanced at King Zhen and said, "His Majesty's second son?"
"Yes." Jiang Xing said, "I used to protect him when he was in the palace." "I hope he won't argue with His Highness."
Huahua didn't have a good impression of King Zhen. If King Qin ordered the death of her half-brother, she would do it without hesitation.
...
News of the escape of Jintai County officials from ahead came back. "People's hearts are so scattered. Whose responsibility is it?"
Yang Songcheng was drinking tea with a group of wealthy clan leaders. The group was silent.
Whose responsibility?
After a long time, Chunyushan said: "Who promoted Shi Zhongtang?" Emperor!
But it’s naturally inappropriate to directly address the emperor. “Noble concubine.”
Yang Songcheng glanced at the person who spoke. "That's right."
······
Liang Jing felt as if he was being watched.
He hurriedly went to find the imperial concubine.
"Mei, I don't know who is watching me."
"Brother, you are tired, go back and rest!" The imperial concubine has just received the emperor's guarantee that order will be restored in half a month at most.
·······.
"Has the news not come yet?" Yang Songcheng asked. "Shi Zhongtang has been released from confinement."
Zheng Qi was also a little anxious, "Once we get out of seclusion, there will be no room for change. The outcome of this battle should be over soon."
"Then, wait a little longer." Yang Songcheng said, "I'm not in a hurry, but the King of Yue is a little impatient."
...
The stakes on the mirror platform traveled back and forth between the camp and Guanzhong. Fifteen people left, seven came back, and the remaining eight were either dead or ran away.
There is still no news about the war...Jiagu Pass has blocked the route to get out of the gate to find out the news. "Keep an eye on Jiagu Pass."
Zhao Sanfu immediately went to report to the emperor, "I understand."
The emperor nodded and Zhao Sanfu resigned. "Wait!"
The emperor stopped Zhao Sanfu and asked: "What is the King of Yue doing?" "He is reading a book and asking for advice from the teacher."
"It's really hard work!"
The emperor praised, but Zhao Sanfu thought it was sarcasm no matter what he heard. "My lord, please retire."
The emperor watched him go out and sneered: "The third child has been smart since he was a child, but he is cunning. The eldest brother and the second child often have conflicts, and he stays out of it every time. But once I watched, I found that he was quietly adding fuel to the fire...
..."
None of your bastards are economical lamps... Han Shitou sneered in his heart. However, if he is a stupid prince, he may not grow up.
There is only one, King Jing.
"Even if he succeeds to the throne, he is just a puppet of Yang Songcheng and his group. Whose master is the Tang Dynasty?"
...
"The abbot wants the king to be more filial."
Zhao Dongping analyzed Yang Songcheng's words for the King of Yue... Just before, the King of Yue went to
Asking to see Yang Songcheng, Yang Songcheng asked him to be more cautious recently.
"Isn't this king filial enough?"
The bridge of the Yue King's nose was a little crooked, which affected his overall senses. His original weakness turned into a fierce one. "I will copy Buddhist scriptures for an hour every day to pray for Aye.
Every day the king got up early and waited outside the tent. After Aye woke up to wash up and have breakfast, he could go in to say hello.
After I come back, I have to pretend to be eager to learn and study... Do you know what I want to do most right now?"
Zhao Dongping sighed.
"What I want most is to be a common man, worry about three meals a day, but not worry about my relatives stabbing me in the back!"
For the first time, the King of Yue vented his dissatisfaction like this, "I married a princess, but she was not allowed to enter the palace. What am I afraid of? I'm afraid of that old dog!!!"
His eyes were red, "He has no shortage of women, and he can pluck all the beauties in the world. What he wants is stimulation, and what he wants is to use it to humiliate his son. I pretend to be weak, but if the deposed prince is in the same situation as me,
If it happens again, I am worried that I will lose control... and kill him!"
The father and son of the Tian family are like enemies!
Zhao Dongping said softly: "Your Highness, just wait a little longer."
"He will not give up his power until the moment of death!" King Yue sneered.
"But the father-in-law and the others... also have their own desires!" Zhao Dongping reminded the King of Yue that your grandfather is not a good person either, so be careful of becoming a puppet.
"Everyone says that the Tian family has no family ties, and that's fine without them. But they have turned themselves into poisonous insects. The palace and even the city of Chang'an have turned into a poisonous nest, with a group of poisonous insects biting each other and killing each other.
The opponent bites his own relatives until he is the only one left."
The King of Yue took a deep breath and said, "I have lost my temper."
"If it were me, I would have collapsed a long time ago." Zhao Dongping admired the King of Yue for his endurance.
"I am not prepared to endure it any longer." King Yue said coldly: "Even if I become Yang Songcheng's puppet, I will make that old dog lose face!"
·······
"Keep an eye on Saburo, if necessary..."
Under the candlelight, the emperor's face was a little blurry. "Yes!"
Wang Hai agreed.
The emperor said coldly: "Yang Songcheng only relies on Sanlang."
The King of Yue is Yang Songcheng's trump card, but the emperor is ready to blow his trump card. "I won't play anymore!"
...
It was night, and the emperor slept well. But the imperial concubine had some difficulty falling asleep.
Today Liang Jing came to see her again and said that the soldiers outside were talking a lot, saying that the decline of the Tang Dynasty had something to do with her.
I am a woman and do not participate in the government affairs. What does it have to do with me when the Tang Dynasty is in such a situation? The imperial concubine feels aggrieved.
By the candlelight, she glanced at the people around her.
The emperor was sleeping soundly facing her. With his mouth open, you could see the roots of his atrophied teeth, which were a little black. At some point, the emperor's long black hair, which he was proud of, turned white.
A wisp of saliva slowly dripped from the corner of the emperor's mouth.
I remember which medical officer said that drooling while sleeping is a sign of a bad spleen...
It's quiet at night.
King Jing was wandering around outside in high spirits.
He walked quietly between the tents, occasionally listening to the noise inside, and then left disdainfully. He arrived at the tent of his mother, Concubine Ming, and quietly went in.
"Aniang!"
Concubine Ming, who had been sleeping restlessly recently, sat up suddenly, "Who?" "Me!"
King Jing whispered: "It's me."
"Rokuro?" Concubine Ming rubbed her eyes, "What are you going to do?" "Auntie, something is wrong."
"What's the meaning?"
"Recently, I have seen those ministers and soldiers looking at Aye in a wrong way. They are quite dissatisfied and even dismissive. Aniang, there is something wrong with Aye."
Concubine Ming felt relieved, "It has nothing to do with us, go back to sleep."
"Aniang, Yang Songcheng and others
But she is quite active." King Jing felt that his mother was stupid, "Once King Yue ascends the throne, Yang Songcheng and the others will kill me!"
"Then... what should we do?" "You have to have chaos to have a chance."......
Later, King Jing appeared outside the camp. This was the territory of the army.
At this moment, many people are still awake and complaining in the tent. "I'm starving to death!"
"The emperor had roasted lamb for lunch today. The roasted lamb is fat! It's sizzling and oily."
"Look at what we ate. We didn't have lunch, and we only had half a pancake for dinner. We were hungry after half an hour. We could only drink a full stomach of water, and when we lay down, there was a thumping sound."
"What's terrible is that I don't know what to eat tomorrow." "I haven't had any trouble these days."
"That's right."
"After all, it's all your Majesty's fault. He went to get rid of Duke Xu and let Shi Zhongtang, a foreigner, take over."
"Don't talk nonsense." "Did I say something wrong?" "That's Your Majesty!" "They're the imperial concubines and siblings!"
"Yes, they are the imperial concubine brother and sister."
Suddenly someone outside said: "The dog thief, please wait for His Majesty's punishment!" Everyone in the tent was panicked and hurried out.
But it was empty outside, not a single person in sight.
King Jing bent over and ran towards the emperor's tent. Behind him, the sergeants were grinning ferociously.
"Since we are going to be killed, then... strike first!"
