Song Ding has received news that King Wu'an will take care of Zu Linhao, and the Forbidden Army will be under Song Ding's control.
Song Ding has been waiting for news in the room.
A forbidden soldier burst into the door and said: "The ancestral captain has expired..."
Song Ding's face lit up, then he immediately pretended to be shocked and asked, "What did you say?"
The Forbidden Army repeated: "I just found out that Captain Zu died."
Song Ding immediately rushed out of the room and soon arrived at Zu Linhao's house.
"Colonel Song is here."
Everyone made a way and Song Ding walked in. He saw the scrawny Zu Linhao motionless and dead.
"What's going on? Didn't I let you watch? You don't even know if the person is dead!"
"What should we do? Who will lead the Imperial Army at this juncture?"
Song Ding muttered to himself, and his subordinates immediately said: "Of course it is Colonel Song who leads the imperial army."
Others echoed: "Yes, of course it is Commander Song."
Everyone said so. Song Ding pretended to be helpless and said: "Then I will reluctantly collect the body of Zu Xiaowei immediately and notify his family to collect the body."
Although after Zu Linhao fell ill, Song Ding had been temporarily in charge of the imperial army.
But temporary administration is temporary administration, and Zu Linhao's confidants have always been dissatisfied.
Now that Zu Linhao is dead, his subordinates will be completely under his control.
"You are all old subordinates of Zu Xiaowei. You should leave the yamen affairs alone and concentrate on organizing the funeral for Zu Xiaowei."
Song Ding turned around and removed the power of Zu Linhao's confidants.
These people knew in their hearts that this was an opportunity to seize power, but they did not dare to say anything.
What can they do if their backer falls?
"Subordinates obey orders."
Several people accepted the order angrily.
Song Ding left the room, returned to his yard, summoned all the small leaders of the Forbidden Army for a lecture, and the Forbidden Army fell completely into Song Ding's hands.
...
On the streets of Jinling, children sang while running:
"Summer is busy, eat new food, and tomorrow, welcome the new emperor."
Nursery rhymes spread throughout the streets and alleys. When everyone listens to the nursery rhymes, they all know what is going on, but not many people dare to speak out.
The Imperial Guard caught him once, but no one wanted to get into trouble.
"It's good that King Wu'an ascends the throne, so as not to send us to the front line to fight."
A man was sitting at a fish ball stall eating and talking while eating.
A man on the opposite side echoed: "That's right, I heard that all men will be dragged to fight. I don't want to die."
The owner of the stall and the surrounding diners listened to the discussion and lowered their heads to eat without daring to continue.
The timid customer put down his money and ran away.
The owner of the stall came over and persuaded: "Guest, please go somewhere else to say this. You can't say it here."
"These fish balls are free, please go."
Last time there was trouble in the restaurant, the shopkeeper got a huge sum of money and everyone was scared.
Not only did the man not leave, he even laughed and said, "Shopkeeper, tomorrow is the day when King Wu'an ascends the throne. What are you afraid of?" Bayi Chinese Website
"Will the Forbidden Army still arrest people? Do they also want to die on the front line?"
Another man laughed loudly and said, "That's right, tomorrow King Wu'an will take the throne, and everyone will have a good life!"
The two of them discussed loudly and recklessly, and everyone around them fled.
After eating and leaving their meal money, the two of them walked struttingly down the street, talking as they walked. Marquis Wu and the Imperial Guards heard them and ignored them.
...
As night falls, Jinling City seems particularly quiet at night.
The whole city is still under curfew, people are not allowed to go out, and Marquis Wu and the imperial army are still patrolling the city.
garrison mansion.
Liu Lan called people into the room and said: "Send these out immediately. According to the list, all officials above the seventh rank in Jinling City must be sent!"
Zhuge Xin didn't know what was written in the letter, and he didn't want to ask. He just had to follow it.
Marquis Wu took the letter and immediately distributed it according to the list.
The quiet city of Jinling suddenly became lively. Marquis Wu's horses were running back and forth to receive letters, and letters were delivered into the streets and alleys.
Niu Qianren, the Minister of Household Affairs, was worried at home. His son-in-law Wan Heshan was burned to death, and his daughter Niu Huilan became a widow again.
Other women may become widowed and never marry again.
However, Niu Huilan has a strong desire. She cannot remain a widow and must have a man to sleep with her.
Therefore, Niu Qianren must find another son-in-law for Niu Huilan.
Niu Qianren and his wife sat opposite each other. There was a lampstand on the table, and several oil lamps illuminated a roster.
"All the unmarried young men in the court are here. There are three suitable ones, but I'm afraid none of these three are willing to marry a widow."
Niu Qianren felt confused. How could his daughter be so unlucky? Every single one of her daughters would die if she got married.
He didn't think there was anything wrong with his daughter. He just felt that his son-in-law was not strong enough and was not worthy of his daughter.
The lady said: "Huilan has been married twice. In my opinion, the standard can be lowered."
Niu Qianren was a little reluctant and said, "I would rather lack than abuse. What would I do with a bad son-in-law?"
He only has a daughter, Niu Huilan, and he plans to rely on his son-in-law when he gets old.
Therefore, this son-in-law must be excellent, otherwise his whole life's hard work will be in vain.
At this time, there was a knock on the courtyard door. The servant opened the small door and saw a Marquis Wu holding a torch at the door.
"Who are you looking for?"
The servant believed that Niu Qianren was the Minister of Household Affairs and was not very polite to Marquis Wu.
Marquis Wu took out a letter, threw it to the servant, and said: "A letter to the Niu Shilang!"
After saying this, Marquis Wu immediately ran to the next house on horseback.
The servant picked up the letter and cursed: "I am rushing to reincarnate without even looking at whose yard this is."
Taking the letter, the servant went outside the study and said, "Sir, Marquis Wu just sent a letter and just threw it on the ground."
Niu Qianren heard the sound and said strangely: "Sending a message in the middle of the night? What is Wu Hou doing?"
The lady opened the door and the servant presented the letter.
The lady closed the door, returned to the table, and opened the letter under the lamp.
Niu Qianren was dissatisfied, so he avoided the letter in his wife's hand and said, "How can you, a woman, open the things belonging to the imperial court without permission?"
The lady said disdainfully: "The emperor is no longer here, so what kind of court is there? If you are on duty now, aren't you just messing around?"
Li Chengdao was not in Jinling, and all the ministers of household affairs were taken away, and his men were herding sheep.
This is especially true for the Ministry of Household Affairs. All their money has been emptied out, and people like them usually have nothing to do.
Niu Qianren was too lazy to say anything. After opening the letter and reading it, he frowned and said, "We will gather at Fengtian Hall tomorrow at Mao. No one is allowed to be absent. The emperor has issued an order."
After reading this letter, Niu Qianren felt very strange.
There are rumors outside that Li Zhaoliang will proclaim himself emperor tomorrow, and Marquis Wu asked him to gather at Fengtian Hall tomorrow, but something feels wrong.
"The emperor has an edict? Isn't he the Holy Son?"
Madam heard that the affairs of the imperial court were decided by ghosts, so she was surprised to hear that Li Chengdao had issued an edict.
Niu Qianren shook his head and said, "I don't know. I'll find out when I get there tomorrow."
The lady didn't care about the affairs of the court, so she took the roster and said, "I think the person in charge of the Ministry of Personnel is fine. You can go and find out what's going on tomorrow."
Niu Qianren frowned and said: "It's really a woman's opinion. Something big is going to happen in the court, and you only know how to choose a son-in-law."
The lady was dissatisfied and said: "There are important matters in the court, what does it have to do with me, a woman?"
"I don't care about Huilan, then who do I care about? Do I care about the Emperor or King Wu'an?"
Niu Qianren didn't want to argue with his wife, so he got up and went back to the house to sleep.
He had a hunch that something big might happen tomorrow.
