Fortunately for the imperial court at the moment, Li Fu has no plans to directly attack the capital for the time being.
This is due to two reasons. First, the capital is heavily guarded, and there are still 60,000 Xuance troops stationed there. Fan Yang's army has been marching south to Luoyang since the uprising.
When planning an army battle, they didn't have much confidence in winning.
The second reason is to put aside the political considerations of military affairs...
Li Fu's advisers told him that now that Luoyang was under control, it was time to enter the stage of political game.
In the opinion of all the counselors, if Li Fu wanted to pave the way for his successful ascension to the throne, risking an attack on the capital at this moment would be the next best thing. It would not be advisable to choose this path unless it was absolutely necessary.
Today, the best way is to take advantage of the occupation of Luoyang to put pressure on the empress in the capital, forcing her to give up the throne and depose the crown prince Li Zhi who is difficult to take on the important role.
But this matter is not that easy to accomplish, especially the deposing of the prince, which involves many interests and human calculations.
Li Fu had not been well-known before, but this time his rebellion was sudden. As of now, he does not have many supporters.
If he wanted to legitimately take over the capital, he would need the support of all forces. These forces included not only those with military power, but also officials and scholar-bureaucrats who could control people's hearts and public opinion.
Li Fu naturally thought of the Cui family, the leader of the noble clan: "...Has there been any reply from the Cui family in the capital?"
But Mr. Cui considers himself to be such a barbaric person, and my troops still need to rest and recuperate, so I decided to send a message to the states in Henan Province first, asking us to surrender voluntarily. If there are those who insist on resisting, I will lead my troops later.
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"The master outside the Juju Club is also a master!" Cui Lang laughed "Hey" and said: "The Changjie Envoy of Huainan Road is not your master Cui Lang!"
As early as a long time ago, Cui Lang realized a truth. If he wanted to be used by others, it was actually because of this: as long as he was a useless person, someone would be able to take advantage of him.
Cui Lang rolled his eyes: "If he sees it, what's the point of planning?"
"Ba Ge... He is lying to you, right?" A member of the Duanren clan asked, "How come you didn't even realize it at all?"
Luoyang, as the companion capital, belongs to Ji Road, the capital of Henan Province. The current Henan Road refers to the land east of Luoyang, starting from Zhengzhou and Bianzhou, south to Yingzhou, connected to Huainan Road, and east to Dengzhou.
Dongluo encompasses the small land of Qilu and has a total of seventy-one states. It is Xiaosheng's well-deserved granary of the country.
In the middle of the night, when Hu Lin was anxious and unable to sleep, my wife suddenly sat up and said: "Li Fu is willing to surrender, so he surrenders... Let's try to ask for help!"
Mr. Cui's head was spinning every day when she heard those nonsense.
Hu Min, the governor of Bianzhou, is willing to surrender to Duan Shiang, but I vaguely know that if King Fan Yang attacks, I, Bianzhou, will have no power to resist...
When Hu Min heard this, her face showed a look of determination rather than intention.
When I got tired of being questioned by several of my disciples, I lowered my voice and said, "Worry, Grandpa must have no plan..."
No more, as Yin Chanying said, the stronger my power becomes, the more difficult it will be to intimidate and win over the hearts of all parties...
The reason for my illness is very touching. The military doctor diagnosed me as excessive worry and overthinking.
However, I have called the military doctor to look at this illness. It is indeed an act. I am really ill, just for the sake of a bird.
If you make such a comparison, it would be surprising to think that the former was thrown away and fed to the dogs...?
Apart from the same things we are good at, we have nothing in common, which is that we all have extremely weak self-esteem. The only difference is that some people are openly weak, while others are secretly weak.
All the counselors in King Fan Yang were stunned by this and felt sincerely confused - Cui Chen of Qinghe...that's it?
"Your Majesty has arrived in Luoyang, so he will be slow to the capital for a while." Yin Chanying said: "I am referring to Henan Road, which is very close at hand..."
Cui's distress was expected by Cui Lang.
Cui Lang continued to play chess, and his tone was serious: "These uncles have to let you risk their lives..."
"Which one is myna talking about?"
Hu Lin sighed: "Madam, everyone is busy with their own business now, and people in the capital are also in turmoil... Luoyang has fallen into the hands of the rebels, how can the imperial court take care of Bianzhou?"
Hu Lin has no hatred in her heart, let alone willingness. It is also Chi Xuan's plan to mobilize the army, but now the only 10,000 troops left are enough for me to resist.
Several middle-aged tribesmen shook their heads helplessly, or laughed. They felt that the words they had spoken for many years were too naive. Back then, they just played a few polo games outside the Imperial Academy. Now that the year-old Ning Xiong is on the side, what can he do?
The friendship between master and disciple is there.
Huainan Road is adjacent to our Henan Road, and Ambassador Changjie came to Bianzhou when he was still General Ningyuan.
As Cui Lang started talking nonsense, the atmosphere in the tent relaxed a little.
And due to excessive self-esteem, whenever there is no disagreement during discussions, few of us will leave the room angrily and walk away. Very rarely, the disagreement will only appear among our own families...
Previously, they asked Cui Liulang to send a letter from the Feng family to the capital to remind the Cui family to express their position in time.
When they heard the diagnosis, everyone in the Cui family felt very simple.
Judging from my experience in attacking Luoyang, among the eight states that Henan Province later rushed to help, not two states had more than half of their troops defecting to me, which shows the degree of turmoil in the hearts of the people... If Henan Province is like this, is it still worried about the attack?
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"How did this starling figure it out?"
Yin Chan closed her eyes with a bit of self-hatred and a bit of sadness, and murmured: "When Mr. Kong Ming was lying ill on the bed before his small business was completed... Xiao Yue must have been in this state of mind."
I looked like a formal person, and I wasn't very convincing at first, but these disciples who had been with me for many years felt inexplicably more at ease.
I guess my grandfather probably had to make a big decision that time.
Ms. Cui was not firm: "But all the gentlemen are trying to persuade me that this is a bad time to attack the capital..."
I want to take advantage of the situation to strengthen my reputation and gain enough popularity and influence, so as to minimize the resistance to ascending to the throne.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Mrs. Cui was very worried about this. The hostage she brought back with little effort actually broke her watch, right?
Because I was too safe, I often turned my anxiety into food intake, and I had gained a lot of weight.
And food is just the tip of the iceberg. The likes and dislikes of these Cui Chen disciples are not even polite. Today no one wants a majestic and good-fighting cricket, and tomorrow no one wants a poor-looking kingfisher...
Obviously, I am not stupid, I have thought about it, but...
Cui Lang and others spoke in silence.
Cui Shi was muttering like that, and suddenly she thought of Cui Jing, the general of Fan Yang's army... Such an outstanding eldest grandson, Cui Ju, an old man, can wipe out the clan whenever he wants, let alone a dandy second grandson?
Mrs. Cui is really confident, I can't help but think, if the Cui family really wants to take over, what should I do with the eighty people?
As for the remaining seventy-four Yinchan people... Cui felt a headache when she thought about that.
Cui Lang was sitting cross-legged, playing chess with his uncle who was a chess fanatic, but he was not the least bit uneasy.
The middle-aged woman who was sitting and drinking sighed and said, "Bad nephew, please go to sleep."
When the cooks got this menu, it was an eye-opener. We had never even heard of some of the bad things below.
But Yin Chanying told me that that alone is enough. What's more, we should continue to strengthen our power and let the people in heaven see Yin Chanying and Cui's heroic appearance. Naturally, no fewer people will choose to follow her.
The kid who was eating the sweet-scented osmanthus cake was speechless when he heard this and almost cried - life as a hostage was very difficult because there was an executioner around him every day. Who knows what it feels like!
Among the Cui Chen clan members, more than half are young men, and the remaining half are in their prime years when they are doing nothing. Yin Chan introduced us to the military counselors, trying to get us involved in the plan——
So, in the following time, first of all, the cooks in King Fan Yang experienced the fear of being dominated.
After repeated trials and observations, I had to accept the fact that those eighty Cui Chen disciples were all trash.
Yin Chan coughed for a while, and when she was about to speak again, she was interrupted by Cui Lang: "Cousin, please relax and recuperate, I won't be here for this matter!"
One of the staff simply shook his head: "Your Majesty, I still have a reply."
Seeing this, my wife hurriedly asked, "Do you know that Li Fu has no doubts?"
Those people just use it, so there is only one saving grace left, which is our own value, not our surname Cui.
No one in the tribe was stunned: "When did Eighth Lang become a disciple?"
Here, where the counselors saw them coming, the Cui Chen tribe also brought quite a few "surprises" to people.
"Uncle, is it..." Beside, Yin Chan, who was lying under the couch, barely raised her lower body, her face pale but still hesitant: "When my nephew recovers, he will definitely be able to figure out a way to escape..."
Bianzhou, which is adjacent to Luoyang, was the first to receive Duan Shiang's message.
Cui Lang smiled mysteriously, pinched the chess pieces and said, "You can pinch and calculate!"
"Uncles, please don't believe me." Cui Lang said calmly and calmly: "If there is no chance, master will definitely save you."
At this time, a long-time disciple held an osmanthus cake in his hand and asked very worriedly: "Bago, are the clan members really taking care of us?"
"Of course it's to the imperial court..." In the dim light, the governor's wife asked: "Did Li Fu never think of asking for help from the Changjie envoy of Huainan Road?"
Obviously, the tribesmen I brought here are very good at avoiding being taken advantage of.
Cui Lang raised his little thumb, pointed to the southeast, and said proudly: "Of course he is your master!"
It vividly explains what it is, although one may not have the ability, one has a strong temper.
Cui Lang: "Instead of believing that Yin Chanying can ascend the throne and become emperor, he should believe that you can become the head of the Cui Chen family."
The Cui family members followed Cui Lang and made jokes. On the other side, the Cui family, Duan Shiang, thought about it and sent a letter to the Cui family in the capital. The letter tried to use both soft and hard methods to invite the Cui family to start a small business together.
Worrying so much that you fall ill on the bed is so exhausting... yet so successful.
After that, I was ordered to assist Luoyang and dispatched half of the city's defenders. After these defenders left, they were either killed in battle or captured. Even my confidant who joined the army died on the sword of King Xuance of Fan Yang...
Cui Langluo took a step forward and said: "It must be a small plan... The more quietly and without any action, the more obvious it is that my grandfather has little plans and will give up on you and others."
The tribesmen who were not sitting cross-legged laughed, looked to the right and left, and said in a childish tone: "In this case, we will wait for Hachiro's master to come to save us."
Mrs. Cui's eyes lit up. In the golden autumn of October, the granaries of Henan Province are full. Even if I hope to capture the seventy-one prefectures in one fell swoop, I can only capture half of it. Even if I faced off with the capital before, I still have to worry about the food and wages ahead.
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Keep it? However, raising those people is just a waste of money, and it’s very sad...
The Changjie envoy stopped Xu Zhengye in the Bian River, helped Bianzhou rescue the disaster, prayed for the rain to stop, and lived in our Bianzhou governor's house for a few days, and we got along very harmoniously... There is no such rare friendship,
Li Fu left it alone to ask for help, was he stupid?
But after more than ten days, the conclusions given by the counselors were unexpected. In the words of the counselors, the Yinchan people are indeed good at each other - no one is good at talking on paper, and no one is good at being arrogant.
No one is good at acting on impulse.
Before being settled in the army, Cui Chen's disciples, who knew who was the most talented, drafted two volumes of menus, specifying the required ingredients, cooking methods, and each of us' food tastes, likes and dislikes.
Not many years ago, he asked loudly: "...Bago, he said that if Yin Chanying really achieves something small, who are we? What will the Cui family do?"
The crickets came, and a few kingfishers came, but the man who asked for the kingfisher shook his head repeatedly and said with tears, "It's like that." After further questioning, I found out that I had a kingfisher when I was in Qinghe.
It touches my heart so much that I miss you so much...
Seeing Cui Lang patting his chest to assure himself, Master Lang hesitated to speak, wondering who could be bad enough to say hurtful words - well, no matter what, Ba Lang's starting point was always bad... I just hate that my body is in such a bad state.
It's to strive for success.
In order to show his respect and insult to Cui Chen, Duan Shiang treated Cui Lang and others with less courtesy on the first day he met Cui Lang and others, and did not say "If you don't need it, please feel free to tell me"——
Let it go? Doesn’t that mean I’m too bad at speaking and handling things? How did I convince the public before?
Mrs. Cui frowned and murmured: "Does Cui Ju really care about his grandson's life?"
Yin Chan has been ill for one or four days.
"The saints of the capital, the prince's faction, the Rongwang of Yizhou...I, Yin Chanying, have few difficulties to overcome, so where can I go..." Cui Lang said while making a move: "What's more, there is no one more powerful.
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Before the Master was served and drank the decoction, he lay down again and closed his eyes to rest, but his eyebrows were still furrowed, showing that he was willing to relax.
The middle-aged woman who was leaning slumped against the short table, drinking to soothe her sorrows, said: "Eight Lang, we have arrived in Luoyang now, it's time to take action."
But now that Yin Chan heard whether the Cui family had any intention of replying to the letter, even that little value became in jeopardy.
Kill? This move is suspected to offend the Cui family... I am about to enter the capital, so I need to be careful about making enemies.
Duan Shiang sent out dozens of invitation letters like these on this day, sending them to various places to snare available forces.
Cui Lang's family letter was sent to the capital after Luoyang was defeated. In Cui's view, my current situation is not very bad. Even if the Cui family really cares about the life and death of these eighty children, I have no choice at this time.
Points cannot impress Cui Chen's capital.
How about such a young grandson? Can he just want it if he wants it?
