The forty-ninth chapter, the Japanese general, King Shen Yan, fell ill
But it is said that that day, there was a miserable wind and rain in the Chengqian Palace. The maids and maids were all hurriedly going in and out. The imperial doctors took the medicine boxes and went back and forth. Late at night, the lights inside and outside the palace were brightly lit.
The ministers were all waiting anxiously outside the side hall. King Yan had been bedridden for more than ten months since he was injured while hunting in the west field. Now the old illness has recurred, so he can only delay for a while.
Early on the next morning, the palace ordered its attendants to pass orders one by one to the ministers left behind in the capital. No matter what happened, they must come to the palace to enter the court.
On this day, the gate of Dragon City has been closed from the moment the minister entered the palace. The sky was extremely gloomy, the market in Yandu was closed, and people were not allowed to go out without any reason. There were more guards patrolling the streets of Yan than usual.
More than doubled, the city gates were tightly closed, traffic inside and outside the capital was cut off, and all documents and messengers were not allowed to pass through. Now the inside and outside of the palace were strictly inspected, and the concubines of the harem and the children and grandchildren of the princes were already waiting for summons in the Chengqian Hall early in the morning.
All the ministers have been waiting in the side hall since the beginning of the month. Now it is past midnight and everyone is hungry. However, the gate of the hall is guarded by guards and no one is allowed to go out.
Everyone was sitting there, bored, and Yang Yao and Feng Yi chatted: "Master Prime Minister, it seems that King Yan will not be able to survive today."
Feng Yi sighed slowly, "You have your own destiny. When you are fifty-two years old, you are still in the age of knowing your destiny. It is a pity."
Yue Wan frowned. He was the general of Pingxi. After learning that King Yan was hunting Xibi, he accompanied him. After the incident, he escorted King Yan back to the capital and stayed in the capital. He said to everyone: "But it's strange.
, I once heard a rumor: When my lord Tian was hunting Xibi, he was about to cross the river, but he saw an old man wearing red clothes and riding a white horse. He raised his hand to command the King of Yan and said: "This is not a hunting place. The king should return it." Later.
It just passed by in a flash, and King Yan didn't take it to heart, so he crossed the river and made great gains in several days. Suddenly he saw a white rabbit, he rode his horse and shot it, but the horse fell and was injured, so he told everyone about it."
Han Huan said to himself: "White Rabbit, White Rabbit, King Zhao Shihu is also a person of Yimao and is a rabbit." Han Huan sighed, "Isn't it God's will? I looked at the sky at night and knew that Shi Zhao would be destroyed, but Yan
The king was injured by it, so sad, what's the big deal?"
Huang Hongjin, a lieutenant in charge, said: "Fortunately, among the young masters of the Yan Kingdom, there are many who are brave and good at fighting and good at managing government affairs. It can be said that there are many talented people, which has never been seen in ancient times. From what I see, the great cause of the Yan Kingdom's southward march will not stop suddenly.
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Huang Hongping, who had always held an important position in the Qing Dynasty and was a historian, was also familiar with historical records and astronomy. This time he was also called to the palace to await summons.
Hearing this, the anxious hearts of the ministers were relieved a lot. Huangfu Zhen bowed his hands to him and said: "Huang Zhonglang, after all, you are not in the game. It is clear to those who are watching."
The palace of King Yan was covered with curtains, and only Uncle Ping was serving him indoors. Outside, the prince was making decoctions.
"Ahem, Uncle Ping." King Yan suddenly opened his eyes on the couch and stretched out his trembling hand. Upon seeing this, Uncle Ping hurriedly stepped forward to hold it.
King Yan struggled to squeeze out a few words: "Duan Xian, has Duan Xian set off?"
"Let's set off. We set off a few days ago. We should arrive at Tuhe today."
"Okay, okay, let Ba'er get married quickly and be a father, but worry about it. Now everything has changed suddenly, I can no longer protect him. After I die, let him not have to go to the funeral, and I can only return the favor after everything is settled."
Also, what I asked Song Bin to do...ahem."
While wiping his tears, Uncle Ping comforted King Yan and said, "Yes, I have made arrangements, King Yan, don't worry."
King Yan looked up to the sky and exhaled: "He won't blame his father for being ruthless, right?"
"No, King Yan has far-reaching plans for Ba'er. Ba will understand, and Duan Xian will definitely persuade him from the side."
King Yan slowly closed his eyes, a tear streaked across the corner of his eye, and Uncle Ping hurriedly touched his breath. Fortunately, he just fell asleep again.
After a while, the prince entered. "Father, it's time to take the medicine." Murong Jun waited on his bedside.
King Yan opened his eyes and looked at the Crown Prince for a long time. He saw that he had been undressed and restless for several days, and his hair was unkempt and he was looking much older.
King Yan looked up helplessly and sighed: "Jun'er, I didn't praise you much before. As a father, I deeply regret it, cough cough."
Jun'er, who had always been stern, suddenly raised his brows. At this time, his face also showed a rare expression of sadness, and he said sadly: "Father, as a king, you should not express your joy and anger, and your likes and dislikes should not be expressed in words. The king's heart is like I know the sea well."
"When I made you the heir apparent, it was at a time when the Yan Kingdom was in turmoil, in order to stop your uncle Murong Ren from usurping the throne. Fortunately, thanks to the spirit of our ancestors, we suppressed the rebellion and finally restored prosperity to our Yan Kingdom. Jun Son, you have always had deep resentments in your heart. You blame your father for beating you so much, you blame the position of the heir apparent as a temporary measure, and you blame your mother for being the daughter of Duan Bu, and for being criticized by your father for so many times. Ahem."
After hearing this, Murong Jun couldn't help but shed tears, "Father, please stop talking. Father, please take care of your health. The Yan Kingdom still relies on your father for important matters."
The King of Yan let out a long sigh and said, "You will be able to control your subordinates well as the still water runs deep. I will only regret one thing in my life. It is that the Central Plains is not at peace."
King Yan waved to Uncle Ping with difficulty and invited all the ministers to come into the room to listen to the edict.
King Yan called out: "Seal the Prime Minister."
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty," Prime Minister Feng Yi prostrated on the ground, knelt down in front of King Yan's bed, and cried bitterly: "Your Majesty, I cannot follow your Majesty to bring peace to the world."
"The king's career has not yet been completed, but the middle path collapsed." King Yan struggled to hold Feng Yi's hand, and then took the crown prince Murong Jun, holding their hands tightly together, and said to the crown prince: "Today's Central Plains has not yet reached its peak. If there is peace and talent can be used to manage the affairs of the world, our country, Yan, will not make the same mistakes again."
Murong Jun nodded solemnly, "Father, I understand."
King Yan looked at Feng Yi and said, "Prime Minister Feng, you and I have been friends with each other for decades, and our whole family has supported each other. If you don't let me down, I will not let you down either. Today I rely on the Yan State to support each other, and I hope that Prime Minister Feng will be able to do so." Select talents and appoint them, lead the ministers, assist Jun'er, accomplish the king's business, and fulfill my ambition." King Yan looked at Murong Jun again, "Salute to the Prime Minister."
Murong Jun solemnly saluted King Yan.
Feng Yi said with tears in his eyes: "The great kindness of King Yan will never be forgotten by all the ministers."
Feng Yi slowly resigned and retreated among the ministers.
"Jun'er, today our country of Yan is full of talents, powerful soldiers and horses, and has cleared all the barbarians. Now that Shi Zhao is in civil strife, Gu originally thought that I could inherit the ambition of the previous kings and become the lord of the Central Plains. It seems that Gu can't see it anymore. .Now in the imperial court of the State of Yan, virtuous ministers and generals are assigned to their respective duties, and you should make good use of them. Just look at them: Yangshi Qiuzhi is noble and honest, loyal and honest, and can be entrusted with great things. You should treat them well."
"Father, I have recorded it."
"In the clan, Murong Ke is both wise and brave, and he is worthy of the heavy responsibility. You can entrust him to fulfill my ambition. Murong Ba is wise and brave, good at caring for the soldiers, and loyal to the Yan Kingdom. Jun'er, please treat him kindly. The three of you are Gu’s favorite son is also the pillar of our Yan Kingdom. If we, brothers, work together, our Yan Kingdom will be able to become great in the world. Don’t cause trouble within Xiao Qiang and sink our Yan Kingdom into a situation that will never recover.”
"Father, I promise you, I promise you."
"I know that you have always protected Uncle Ping. Although he is loyal and brave, he is very greedy for money. After you succeed to the throne, you can grant him a general amnesty and release him. He will be grateful to you. Use his loyalty and bravery and abandon his greed. Remember this." King Yan held his hand firmly and said, "Our Murong family has the final say in Yan country."
I only heard a burst of crying "woo woo, ah ah" outside.
The prince hurriedly asked: "Who is making noise here?"
Nie Hao, the chamberlain below, reported: "I am the youngest brother in the capital of the world, and now I am here."
"Quickly, let them in." King Yan gasped.
I saw Murong You, Murong Li, Murong Huan, Murong Long, Murong Zhou and other young masters of the Yan Kingdom entering.
"Father, father".
"My son came too late and failed to show his filial piety to his father."
"Father, I will live forever."
"Our country, Yan, will last for ten thousand years."
Everyone looked at their father on the hospital bed and couldn't help but shed tears.
King Yan said sadly: "Don't cry. Life in the world is like a journey from afar. How can there be a person in this world who has no future? I, the Murong royal family, should be impassioned and don't behave like a little girl in the Jin Dynasty."
"Yes." The young masters wiped away their tears and praised.
"You salute the Crown Prince. Since ancient times, there have been differences between kings and ministers. From now on, Crown Prince Murong Jun will no longer be your brother, but your King Yan. You must do your best to assist him."
The youngest son Murong Zhou took the lead and knelt three times and kowtowed nine times to the prince, saying, "Your Majesty Murong Zhou, I pay my respects to King Yan."
All the princes shouted in unison: "I will pay my respects to King Yan."
"Murong Zhou, come, come to my father."
"Do you resent being a father? I can no longer be by your side."
"Father, my father and his sons and ministers understand, and my sons and ministers understand that my father is doing this for the people of the world, and he is exhausted both physically and mentally."
A smile appeared on King Yan's lips, "Fortunately, you have such insight, my father can feel at ease."
While they were talking, Empress Duan, Concubine Lan and Concubine Gao led all the concubines to kneel down outside. The concubines kept sobbing. But Empress Duan, Concubine Lan, Concubine Gao and others were silent. After all, they had been following King Yan since they were hiding in the mansion. , calm and measured.
King Yan looked at them, squinting at them, and said with a smile: "What wonderful years, they have all flowed away with Gu Liu. In the past few years, the Yan Kingdom has been fighting for many years. You have followed Gu, and your clothes are neither colorful nor your shoes." It’s quite hard to be beautiful and have no color in your decorations. Do you resent being alone?”
A young concubine said: "The king is a great hero, and following the king is the blessing of my concubine." Another person also said: "Without King Yan, I don't know how many people would be homeless."
Seeing this, Concubine Lan couldn't help but said with tears: "The world is fortunate to depend on King Yan. Our subjects are safe and peaceful, and it is a blessing for us that I can serve the king."
The concubines cried: "I am willing to follow the king."
King Yan murmured: "Although the turtle has a long life, it still has its time. Wei Wu is certainly the same." He told everyone, "After my death, you can be released back to your hometown. If you live in the old palace, you can weave and spin silk." , you have the right to work as a female worker in order to be self-sufficient and not to add extra expense to the country."
"Yes." All the beauties burst into tears.
King Yan smiled faintly: "Okay, you guys go out now, I don't want you to see me in such a miserable state on my deathbed. Empress Duan, Concubine Lan and Concubine Gao will stay."
Empress Duan, who was in charge of the harem, stepped forward and held King Yan's hand tightly, wanting to listen attentively. However, she saw King Yan's eyes sweeping towards the people beside the couch, and his gaze rested on Concubine Lan and Concubine Gao.
Empress Duan understood, looked at the two people behind her, motioned them to come over, and knelt in front of King Yan's bed together, sobbing endlessly.
The King of Yan put their hands together and said, "Your three sons are all outstanding people in the descendants of our Yan Kingdom. I hope you can tell me to take the Yan Kingdom into consideration and not to allow the tragedies of Ren, Zhao and Han to be staged."
". He earnestly took Duan Hou's hand and said, "Be kind to everyone."
Duan Hou nodded with tears in his eyes.
Concubine Lan cried loudly: "Your Majesty, I know this, and I must make my son think of the State of Yan." Concubine Gao also said: "I must make Ke'er a loyal minister of the State of Yan."
King Yan stroked Concubine Lan's head and said, "Sing "Agan Song" to Gu Gu."
"A Ganxi, my heart is sad. A Gan wants to return to the horse but does not come back. Why is it so painful for me to call a horse? I am A Gan Xi. A Gan's body is bitter and cold, leaving me to live in Bailan. I can't see the setting sun.
Qian, qian! How many qian can there be in life!" Sing it and everyone will cry.
At this time, the prince had left the palace. Seeing this, Mu Yugen hurriedly said: "Since ancient times, the succession of thrones has been very dangerous. The distant ancestor Murong She died, Murong Nai usurped the throne, and Murong Xuan escaped the disaster and was able to return to the throne. The biography of the late king Murong Xuan
The throne was given to the current King of Yan, and there was also the rebellion of Murong Ren and Murong Zhao. Now my lord is in danger, and I am worried that if the mountains collapse, the ministers will not follow, the generals will not obey, and the barbarians will be in trouble, then the situation will be critical."
The ministers were all agitated in the palace. King Yan was seriously ill, and now it was a time of great strife. Both Master Ke and Master Ba were in the border city, with heavy troops in their hands, like awns on their backs.
Mu Yugen added: "Let's ask the two of them to go back to the capital to attend the funeral and take advantage of the situation to gather military power."
"Meet Father".
A childish voice broke the conversation between the prince and Mu Yugen. When the prince looked back, it was his legitimate son Murong Ye, and there was another young man standing beside him.
"Ye'er, why are you here?" The prince asked with concern. He looked at the young man next to him. He was handsome and heroic, and he suddenly felt good about him. He asked Ye'er: "Who is this young master?"
"Inform my father that Murong Kai, the son of General Murong Ke who crossed the Liao Dynasty, has come to pay homage to the crown prince."
The man saluted the Crown Prince solemnly and said, "Murong Kai, son of Murong Ke, pays homage to the Crown Prince."
For a moment, both the prince and Mu Yugen were shocked. Murong Kai said calmly: "My father heard that there were changes in the capital, so he sent his son to the capital to pay tribute to the prince. Now the world is in chaos, Liaodong, Fuyu
In Xinping, the son's father was afraid that the general would leave lightly, and there would be changes in the border. Since ancient times, it is difficult to have both loyalty and filial piety. Loyalty is for the country, and filial piety is for the family. A general should be loyal to the country as a filial piety. Therefore, his father specially sent his son Murong Kai to come to the capital to express his filial piety.
It is a pity that my father was unable to fulfill his filial piety to his children. Please forgive me for my father's failure to attend the funeral in person."
Murong Ye also said: "The current power of our Yan country depends on the unity of the monarch and his ministers, and the dedication of the soldiers. If there is anyone with ulterior motives who breaks the soil to stand on his own, everyone will find it and punish him. Everyone in our Yan country knows that his father has the merit of assisting the Prime Minister.
, deeply respected by people, everyone should obey my father’s orders.”
The prince sighed with emotion: "Ye'er's ambition is to be loyal and pure, but I am not as good as him."
Suddenly, Uncle Ping came out in a panic and shouted: "Hurry!".
