"I gave an order to Guo Ziyi, ordering him to capture Jingxing Pass within this month. Take advantage of Anlu Mountain and Shi Siming, two thieves who have no time to look north, to capture their lair in one fell swoop!"
"I issued an order to the traitor officials from all over Hebei Province. I know that they were forced to do nothing before, so I allow them to perform meritorious service. Anyone who surrenders to the king's army will be forgiven. If the subordinate officials can kill their officials to offer the city, I will use the officials to sacrifice the city.
He was given the title of the original official. If anyone can capture An Lushan, Shi Siming and his two best friends or family members will all be granted the title of marquis!"
"I issued an order to the states and counties under the control of Shannan East Road and Huainan Road, and ordered local officials to organize their own teams to practice guarding against thieves. If anyone hears the banditry and flees first, he will be killed without mercy!"
"The decree is given to Cheng Qianli..."
"The order is given to Bian Lingcheng..."
In the empty and cold Jinluan Palace, Li Longji's roar echoed everywhere.
"It's all chaos. Isn't this forcing the frontline soldiers and local officials to go to the rebels?" Chen Xilie, the Crown Prince and Tutor, couldn't bear to see His Majesty the Emperor continue to mess around. He turned his head and secretly winked at Yang Guozhong. But Yang Guozhong
The eyes watch the nose, the nose watches the heart, and they are not willing to risk their lives to hit the tip of Li Longji's knife!
"Sure enough, he has neither the talent nor the responsibilities of a prime minister!" Chen Xilie sighed secretly after repeated hints several times without getting a response. When the old left prime minister He Zhizhang commented on the figures in the court, he once said personally that Li Linfu has the talent of a prime minister.
, did not have the virtues of a prime minister, so he would definitely leave a mess that was difficult to clean up for his successor. As for Yang Guozhong, he had neither the talent nor the virtues of a prime minister! Once he was in a high position, he would definitely leave a mess to the Tang Dynasty.
bring disaster.
At that time, Chen Xilie was on good terms with Yang Guozhong, and he even secretly laughed at He Zhizhang because "he felt sour in his stomach when he was frustrated." Looking back now, I can see how unique Mr. He's vision was back then!
He knew that Yang Guozhong could not be expected to come forward to persuade His Majesty the Emperor to take back his life. Chen Xilie, who was known as Liuli Qiu, had no choice but to go out on his own and gently cupped his hands at Li Longji, whose face had turned dark. "Your Majesty, I have something to say. I don't know when.
It’s inappropriate to talk about it!”
"Tell me! What are you doing in such a big detour? When have I ever punished someone who dared to remonstrate?" Li Longji stopped roaring, frowned and glared at Chen Xilie, and ordered angrily.
"I obey the order!" Chen Xilie's heart tightened, and he spoke more cautiously, "I once heard a rumor among the people that illness comes like a mountain falling, and illness goes away like a thread. Now, my illness in the Tang Dynasty is caused by occasional wind and cold. Although it is menacing, it is not necessarily
Threaten the heart and soul. So when using this medicine, be careful not to use it too hard. Otherwise..."
"Otherwise, there is no other way!" Li Longji couldn't listen at all and interrupted with a roar. "I want to sort it out slowly, but will God give me so much time? Once I can no longer see things, I will
With them..."
Pointing at Yang Guozhong, his roar turned into a sneer, "Look at him, does he look like a capable prime minister?"
"Your Majesty, please calm down. I am indeed incompetent and I am willing to accept the punishment!" Yang Guozhong was angry and frightened. He bowed down and secretly scolded Chen Xilie's ancestors for eight generations. "You Liuliqiu, whose ancestors have no virtue, think of yourself as a good person."
, but you brought trouble to me. Did I recruit you or provoke you? Is it worth your cruel treatment?!"
Some people are unlucky, and some people are gloating about their misfortune. But before the smile disappeared from the corner of his mouth, Li Longji had already changed the target of accusation, "And him. My Crown Prince. Look, does he look like a person who can be entrusted with great things?
?”
"Father, I have lived up to my father's high hopes. Please punish me!" Prince Li Heng, who was secretly laughing, was caught off guard. He fell to his knees and touched his head to the ground.
"Kneel down, you know how to kneel down." Li Longji hated men who had no bones the most. He grabbed the memorial on the royal desk and smashed it down. "Tomorrow An Lushan comes to Chang'an, and you will kneel down to welcome him like this? Let's
Mr. Li of Longyou, why did you do something so irresponsible?"
Unable to breathe, the old emperor, who was over seventy years old, staggered a few steps and fell on the edge of the desk. General Gao Lishi rushed up, hugged his waist tightly with both hands, and at the same time loudly ordered someone to call the imperial doctor.
The ministers also swarmed forward and surrounded the Imperial Bookcase, crying and calling. There was a commotion for a while. The old emperor slowly opened his eyes in Gao Lishi's arms, glanced around, and then shook his head in disappointment, "
You losers, if there were even one like Yao Chong or Song Jing, the current situation would not be so corrupt!"
Yao Chong and Song Jing were both prime ministers during the Kaiyuan period. They were upright and honest, with both ability and moral character. However, they were both much older than Li Longji, so they left their posts not long after they were in office. Then Zhang Jiuling took over.
Although Song Jing was equally upright and honest, he could no longer suppress the power of the Li family. Within a few years, he was replaced by Li Linfu, and he died in depression after being demoted.
The ministers did not dare to defend themselves, and all lowered their heads to look at the tips of their boots. Li Longji sighed again, shook his head and said: "Forget it, I have been in the country for more than forty years and brought the chaotic Tang Dynasty to where it is today. Although I have not been able to
Start well and end well, and you will be able to face your ancestors after death. As for you..." He glanced at Li Heng again, with unconcealable disappointment in his eyes, "I hope my children and grandchildren will be blessed.
Take care of yourself! After the court is over, Yuan Yi, help me back to the palace!"
"Dismiss the court!" With Gao Lishi's deliberately prolonged shouting, the dark clouds hanging over everyone's heads finally dissipated. Yang Guozhong, Li Heng, Song Yu, Chen Xilie and others wiped the cold sweat from their heads and stood up to leave.
No one wants to talk nonsense with others, and no one thinks that they are responsible for the deterioration of the situation. As for how to better solve the current crisis, no one can come up with an appropriate plan.
Since people have different paths and cannot work together, everyone can only go back to their respective homes for the time being. For the first time since Fan Yang's drums were sounded, the morning dynasty ended before noon. The purpose of dispatching soldiers from the Western Regions to strengthen their own strength was not achieved, but
Of course, Yang Guozhong couldn't be reconciled to giving Wang Xun and others a fortune for nothing. A few steps out of the palace, his eyes suddenly rolled and he whispered to the escort driving for him, "Turn around and go to Mrs. Guo's house!"
"Yes, sir!" The guard was used to Yang Guozhong running to his sister's house whenever he had nothing to do. He agreed and arranged for the convoy to change direction. The wheels rolled on the snow-covered streets, and not long after, they had arrived at the bank of Qujiang Pond.
Yang Guozhong got off the car at the door of Mrs. Guo Guo. From the servant at the door, he learned that his wife Pei Rou was also there, admiring the snow in the back garden with his sister. He stopped the servant's announcement and walked along the familiar road.
Walk to the backyard.
Because they were both women, Pei Rou and Yang Yuyao had a lot to talk about. From a distance, Yang Guozhong could hear their laughter.
The laughter of the two sisters-in-law carried no burden, and was carried into Yang Guozhong's ears by the cold wind. Against the colorful snow foam, Yang Guozhong suddenly felt so warm in his heart.
Being able to hear laughter like this every day made it worthwhile no matter what he did. Slowly stopping, he was a little reluctant to break the tranquility in front of him.
