In a side hall of the imperial palace of Yandu Imperial City, Emperor Zhaowu looked calm and sat in his seat. In this inconspicuous side hall, sat General Lang Yan, General Nuo Yong, and Zhao Wu.
The emperor's three eldest sons.
Emperor Zhaowu was a few years older than Emperor Hongde. He was already thirty-two or thirty years old this year. Those of them who came from the royal family always planted seeds very early. At this time, his eldest concubine's eldest son was already sixteen years old.
Even the legitimate son is already thirteen years old.
At this time, two sons aged fifteen or sixteen and a legitimate son aged thirteen were called here.
Lang Yan took a deep breath and whispered: "Your Majesty, the thieves are approaching from three directions. It is estimated that they will surround Yandu in a few days. There are tens of thousands of forbidden troops in the city now. Although it is not easy to defeat the enemy, escorting the Emperor
There will be no problem for you to return to Shengjing."
Emperor Zhaowu said calmly: "I have said many times that I will not leave Yandu."
"I called you here today because I entrust my three sons to you two."
He looked at Lang Yan and Nuo Yong, coughed, and said, "Tonight, you two will take them out of Yandu."
"The tens of thousands of imperial troops remaining in the city are all Han troops. There is no use in bringing these people outside the Pass, and they may not be willing to go with us outside the Pass."
Emperor Zhaowu coughed again and said slowly: "The remaining generals in the city are relatively trustworthy. They will lead these Han troops and fight to the end against the enemies outside the city."
Having said this, Emperor Zhaowu looked back at his three sons. After being silent for a while, he said: "Originally, according to the rules of the Han people, I should have established my legitimate son as my successor, but you are too young. At this time,
I must choose someone who knows what is going on to take charge of the situation."
"Boss."
The eldest prince Zhao Xuan knelt in front of Emperor Zhaowu, lowered his head and cried: "Father."
"I now make you the successor king of Da Qi."
"I have prepared the imperial edict and the emperor's seal. You will also take it to Shengjing."
After Emperor Zhaowu said these words in one breath, he turned to look at Lang Yan and Nuo Yong, and said expressionlessly: "Uncle, General Nuo."
"After I die for the country, the two of you will be the ministers of Gu Ming of the new dynasty, assisting the new king to secure the throne of Qi."
After retreating outside the customs, the Northern Qi Dynasty actually existed in name only, but among Zhu Lizhen's people, they certainly couldn't admit it like this.
Therefore, when we should talk about Daqi, we have to say Daqi.
The reason why Emperor Zhaowu chose these two men to serve as his ministers was because most of the remaining troops of Northern Qi or Zhu Lizhen were in the hands of these two. Only with their assistance could his son secure that position.
Especially Lang Yan.
The Lang family and Emperor Zhaowu's lineage have inseparable interests.
Therefore, Lang Yan will definitely do his best to assist this new master in order to consolidate himself and the Lang family's status.
Even Emperor Zhaowu originally planned to choose a good leader among the clan to lead Zhu Liren to make a comeback, but due to Lang Yan's strong opposition, he chose his successor from his son instead.
The two of them knelt in front of Emperor Zhaowu, bowed their heads deeply, and each shed tears: "I obey."
The emperor nodded and waved to his eldest son. Zhao Xuan knelt on the ground and crawled all the way to his father, his face already filled with tears.
The emperor looked at him and said silently: "I want to tell you a few things. If you have the ability in the future, you must do it."
Zhao Xuan's face was filled with tears: "Father, please come out of seclusion with us..."
Emperor Zhaowu shook his head firmly and shouted: "Listen seriously!"
Zhao Xuan lowered his head and did not dare to speak.
Emperor Zhaowu took a deep breath and looked up at the people behind him. The four people immediately understood and left silently, not daring to eavesdrop on the conversation between father and son.
The emperor looked at his eldest son and said slowly: "I did not send the Purity Department outside the pass, but kept most of them inside the pass."
"In the future, no matter how difficult your situation is, the money and materials of the Cleaning Department cannot be cut off. You must support them."
Emperor Zhaowu paused and his voice was hoarse: "In my life, I have been defeated by Shen Qi. A large part of the reason is because of their internal guards and their Di Bao Si."
"But they Han people can use this despicable method to make people in Daqi unstable. In the future, we in Daqi can naturally use it too. Xuan'er, remember this."
Emperor Zhaowu said word for word: "Shen Qi has now achieved great success and shocked the emperor. In the future, the conflicts between him and Emperor Hongde will inevitably become deeper and deeper. The Purity Department will start from this aspect and try its best to sow discord between them.
Relationship!"
"At the same time, you are in Shengjing to train troops, collect food, and accumulate strength."
"Once the internal conflicts in the Southern Dynasties break out, the opportunity for the restoration of Da Qi will come. By then, we, Zhu Li, may not be able to take control of the Central Plains again."
Zhao Xuan burst into tears, lowered his head and said, "My son, please keep this in mind."
Emperor Zhaowu squinted his eyes and continued: "There is one more thing you must remember."
"For Shen Qi, whether to kill him or not depends on the situation, but there are two families, and the Purity Department must treat them as people who must be killed at all times."
Zhao Xuan lowered his head and shed tears: "Father, please make it clear."
Emperor Zhaowu slapped the table hard and gritted his teeth: "The first family is the slut Zhao Xiong's family! If the Purity Department has a chance, he will kill their family members at all costs, killing every one of them!"
"Unless Daqi ceases to exist one day, this pursuit will never stop!"
Emperor Zhaowu saw this very clearly.
After more than seventy years, the Zhu Lizhens have already become a huge ethnic group. Even if the Northern Qi Dynasty is defeated this time, as long as 70% of the Zhu Lizhens follow them back to the outside world, continue to develop with Shengjing as the center, and resume riding in ten or twenty years.
If you shoot, then the chances of competing in the Central Plains in the future will be very great.
But the despicable Shen Qi, through Jin Wang Zhao Xiong, almost split the real Zhu Li in two!
Nowadays, a large number of Zhu Li Zhenren have gone to the Jin Palace, and have received the guarantee from the Jin Palace that as long as they go there, they will become the people of Da Chen in the future, and Da Chen will not pursue the past affairs.
Emperor Zhaowu would never accept this kind of thing!
As long as Zhao Xiong is around, Zhu Li will never be able to unite again!
Now, his hatred for Zhao Xiong's family is even greater than that of Shen Yi.
Zhao Xuan lowered his head and shed tears: "I remember, my father, I dare to ask my father, the second family..."
The emperor sneered: "Zhou Yuanlang's family!"
At this time, the Zhou family in Yandu had been conquered by Emperor Zhaowu and the Yi clan.
But even so, he still couldn't understand his hatred and insisted on killing Zhou Yuanlang's family as quickly as possible.
Emperor Zhaowu said coldly: "If you have a chance, kill their whole family for me!"
Zhao Xuan wiped away his tears and gritted his teeth and said, "I have all remembered it!"
Emperor Zhaowu patted his son on the shoulder and said softly: "After arriving in Shengjing, watch more, learn more and talk less. If you have something to do, let your uncle handle it. Wait until one day, when you feel you can speak."
Emperor Zhaowu's voice was hoarse: "Try to speak again."
Zhao Xuan lowered his head and shed tears, writing them down one by one.
The conversation between father and son lasted for half an hour. After half an hour, Emperor Zhaowu sent his son outside, and then watched the two ministers leave with his three sons.
He stayed in the palace, sitting silently on his soft couch, closing his eyes and meditating.
I don't know how long I sat there, but the sky was already bright.
Emperor Zhaowu stood up and walked outside, expressionless: "Call for morning court."
This morning, in the once prosperous Xiude Hall, there were already vacancies everywhere.
In the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, less than 30% of the people came to participate in the court meeting, and the rest all took leave on the grounds of illness.
Emperor Zhaowu sat on the throne and glanced at the ministers below.
At this time, almost all the officials still in the palace were Han officials.
Among the Han people...there are indeed many who like to adapt to the wind and prepare for a rainy day.
However, it is not without those who are strong-willed and loyal.
Emperor Zhaowu took a deep breath, with no expression on his face.
"Let's discuss the matter."
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On the other side, Mr. Shen rode horses all the way from Tai'an Prefecture, changing horses along the way, and finally rushed to the gate of Yandu City.
It took him just over five days to complete the entire distance of eight hundred miles, almost at full speed.
A rough calculation at this time shows that due to the delay in Feng Chan's matter, Shen Yi has not had direct contact with the military for two or three months.
When Shen Yi rushed to Yandu, the Huai'an army had already surrounded Yandu. At this time, Xue Wei's troops were guarding the south of Yandu. General Xue knew Shen Yi's itinerary. Shen Yi was still thirty miles away from the vanguard army's tent.
At that time, he took a group of generals to greet Shen Yi on the official road.
When Shen Yi's horses approached, Xue Wei strode forward, stood on both sides of the official road, bowed his head and clasped his fists in salute: "Mr. Shen!"
Shen Yi, who looked tired, jumped off his mount, looked at Xue Wei, frowned and said, "I've lost weight."
General Xue scratched his head: "It can be restored in a month or two."
As he spoke, he mysteriously pulled Mr. Shen's sleeves, pulled him to the side of the official road, and whispered: "Mr. Shen, I finally heard that you are in Tai'an..."
"Injured in the assassination?"
Shen Yi was startled and looked at him: "How do you know?"
Xue Wei lowered his head and said: "It has already spread to the Huai'an army. The generals don't know how it spread."
Shen Yi said "Oh" and said, "That's probably because those people in the guard camp are too talkative."
Xue Wei looked around and whispered: "Mr. Shen, I have recently learned to read history books. What happened to you when you were injured this time? Is it..."
Shen Yi glared at him.
"When did you, Xue Da, think about these messy things?"
Mr. Shen said in a low voice: "I'm fine already. Don't say your nonsense to anyone, otherwise you'll be attacked by swords and axes in the future, and I won't be able to protect you."
Xue Da lowered his head and said: "The general also knows that these words are fatal. If it weren't for you, Mr. Shen, how could the general dare to say it?"
"alright."
Mr. Shen patted his shoulder silently, looking calm.
"Go back to the main tent."
Xue Wei lowered his head and clasped his fists in excitement.