Above the court, Shang Yujie looked angrily at the civil and military officials below, pointed at them and cursed angrily, "This war should have been a great event! Why did it end up turning into such a situation! There are tens of thousands of people in Jiacheng.
They were brutally massacred. Marshal Xiao had made great military exploits for our dynasty and had been loyal to Luo Qi all his life, but he ended up like this! The rebel general of Jiacheng surrendered and was actually sent out of Jiali Pass! It is simply a great shame and humiliation!"
All the officials were silent, and no one dared to come forward to answer the question.
Shang Yuzhen was wrapped in an ink-colored dragon robe, with a silver crown inlaid with red gemstones. His facial features were as sharp as a knife, and his pupils were so deep that it was impossible to see the bottom at a glance. His innate nobleness as a king frightened the government and the public, making people afraid to speak directly.
See.
"Your Majesty, calm down." All the ministers knelt down and kowtowed.
"Calm down your anger? You talk on paper all day long in the court, and you are eloquent! Now this disaster has happened, which has caused instability in the people's hearts and the collapse of the military's morale! Why are you all mute now?!"
Ji Mengping, the left prime minister, walked out and saluted, "Your Majesty, winning or losing on the battlefield is a common thing for military officers. This time Marshal Xiao died. I am also heartbroken. I implore the emperor to send troops again to annihilate Xiliang to boost the prestige of our dynasty!"
"Send troops? The only person in the world who can compete with Xiliang General He Liang is Xiao Mohan! Which of you is willing to go to the border to lead troops in battle again?!"
Su Tingye sighed among the courtiers, "Your Majesty, I'd like to speak frankly. Now that the morale of the army has been shattered, and the war has lasted for many years, the soldiers should also take a good rest. The spies hidden in the court have not yet been discovered, and this time
The time is not right to send troops again."
"Taifu Su, do you want me to suffer the consequences of being dumb?" Ji Mengping asked.
Su Tingye glanced at him and said, neither humble nor arrogant, "Your Majesty, I have been friends with Marshal Xiao for many years. It took him seven years to finally defeat Xiliang. But this is indeed not the best time to send troops. I don't want him to do anything."
All the hard work was wasted.”
"What do you think, Master Su?" Shang Yuzhen asked calmly, his tone thought-provoking.
"The soldiers are about to return to Kyoto under the leadership of Marshal Xiao's deputy general. The most important thing now is to appease the people. Now the people are complaining and asking the court to seek justice for the Marshal."
"Then what suggestions do you have, dear friends?"
Yu Chonghua, the Minister of Punishment, stood up and said, "Your Majesty, I heard that Marshal Xiao's son, Xiao Chuhong, was seriously injured. We can look for famous doctors from all over the world to treat him and appease the people for the time being."
"I second the proposal."
"I also second the proposal."
More and more ministers agreed to start with Xiao Chuhong to appreciate the emperor's grace.
Shang Yujian tapped his knee with his left index finger, taking in the expressions of all the ministers.
"Then I will postulate Xiao Mohan as a king with a different surname and ignore hereditary succession. What do all the beloved ministers think?"
"Your Majesty, I think this is absolutely impossible."
The person who spoke out was Wen Zheng, Taishi of the Hanlin Academy, who was about forty years old and was responsible for compiling documents and selecting for imperial examinations.
Hearing the different voice, Shang Yuzhen suddenly became interested, "Oh? Why?"
"Marshal Xiao is also responsible for this incident. If he had not been careless, he would not have fallen into the enemy's conspiracy. Tens of thousands of lives were lost, and Marshal Xiao can hardly absolve himself of the blame."
Su Tingye glanced at him sharply, knowing that this man had already taken refuge with the Left Prime Minister, but to this day, he was still unwilling to let Xiao Mohan go.
"I heard Taishi, if someone is already dead, why bother adding to the misfortune? Is it possible that you still want to ask the emperor to punish him?"
"Master Taifu was joking. Mr. Wen just wanted to uphold justice."
Su Tingye sneered, "Justice? Marshal Xiao served his country loyally, guarded the border, and made great contributions to Luo Qi. At that time, he led three thousand cavalry back to save the people from the fire. Is it too heart-breaking to hear Taishi's words?"
"Then according to what Taifu said, is Marshal Xiao at fault?" This chapter has been completed!