As dawn approached, Hong Juncheng looked at the talented Zuo Lixiang, watching her beautiful face fluctuate before his eyes.
Hong Juncheng held up her cheek and asked, "How old are you?"
Zuo Lixiang pursed her lips and responded: "I am nineteen years old this year."
Nineteen years old, what a good age.
Hong Juncheng originally wanted to ask: After I pass away, are you willing to go with me?
But he didn't ask after all.
He has only seen this talented person once, and he doesn't know what her temperament is. If he talks to her too much, it will lead to chaos.
It took three days for the edict to collect taxes to be issued, and progress was going smoothly everywhere. The judge seemed to disappear overnight. Without Xu Zhiqiong, the mob dispersed like birds and beasts.
Among the kings of the world, who can compare with me?
For hundreds of years, keep peace and tranquility throughout the territory!
After the autumn tax collection is completed, it is time to change the body again.
Hong Juncheng was ready for reincarnation and had already drafted an edict. After his reincarnation, the divine king Hong Juncheng died, and all his concubines were buried with him.
After leaving the dormitory, Hong Juncheng looked up at the palace.
There are many concubines that he has never met before. Before they die, if they can see the divine king once, they will have lived their lives in vain.
He was about to go to the next bedroom when he suddenly saw Qin Yan coming to report: "Sir, there have been civil uprisings in many counties in Jizhou."
"Civil coup?" Hong Juncheng frowned!
The term "civil uprising" has never been used in the history of Qiancheng.
The tax collection went smoothly, so why did a civil uprising suddenly occur?
Hong Juncheng quickly rushed to the Enwei Hall to convene the ministers to discuss the matter.
The Minister of War reported: In the twelve counties of Jizhou, many farmers refused to pay for food. Now they have gathered in one place, about 100,000 people, and are about to seize the state capital.
Hong Juncheng was stunned for a long time, but he did not believe that the report was true.
More than 100,000 people revolted because of resistance to tax?
Is this something that a thousand people can do?
This incident was completely beyond Hong Juncheng's expectation, so that he didn't know how to respond for a while.
After thinking for a long time, Hong Juncheng shouted: "Where is the Jinxiu Writer? I summoned the Jinxiu Writer from Jizhou to see me. The Jinxiu Writer did not check public opinion. He is derelict in his duty and should be severely punished!"
The ministers remained silent, but they couldn't help but curse in their hearts.
Are you going to punish the Jinxiu pen official now?
A beautiful pen official is worse than a worm in a latrine.
Do you still care about them now?
The Minister of Personnel does not care about this, he just obeys the orders of the Lord God.
"The prefect of Jizhou has also summoned him to Shenlin City. I want to punish him!"
Hong Juncheng roared continuously, but the ministers remained silent.
Lord Shen is so angry that he is going to punish the prefect of Jizhou now?
The state capital is almost lost. If you bring the prefect to Shenlin City, who will resist the rebels?
That’s all, don’t ask.
The gods of the Qiancheng Dynasty do not like to listen to other people's advice. If one day the gods say that everyone can speak freely and the speaker is not guilty, don't take it seriously. Anyone who speaks more will be killed.
The officials receive orders and just do what they are told.
Hong Juncheng was still in astonishment and could not recover for a long time. He stayed in the Enwei Hall for a long time, then waved his hand and said: "Dismiss the court!"
Bi Youyi, Minister of the Ministry of War, spoke up, and he couldn't do anything else: "Sir, the most urgent task is to send troops to quell the chaos as soon as possible."
Send troops to quell the chaos?
Hong Juncheng looked at the Secretary of the Ministry of War and said: "But you still have to wait for me to speak about this matter? The mob has risen, and you only thought of sending troops. The troops should have been sent to Jizhou long ago! What is the use of me keeping you and other ministers?"
He said this as if the Ministry of War had the power to send troops.
The Minister of War said with a trembling voice: "Please ask the Lord God to order the deployment of troops and grant military talismans."
Hong Juncheng solemnly ordered Grand Master Kong Zhongshen to immediately draw up an order to mobilize 100,000 garrison troops from Jizhou and surrounding prefectures and counties to send troops to quell the chaos.
The imperial edict was written, sealed, and handed over to the Minister of War.
Hong Juncheng then ordered Shang Baojian to bring the military talisman and give it to the Minister of War.
Should we be able to send troops this time?
Still early!
The Minister of War also asked: "Sir, which general will be elected to take command in this battle?"
Hong Juncheng said angrily: "I have to decide everything? What use do I need from you?"
After saying that, Hong Juncheng left.
He was really right. Since the founding of the Qiancheng Kingdom, everything has been decided by the God King.
Not to mention such important matters as taking command, even the amount of weapons to be used and the amount of food and fodder to be brought must have the will of the God. Anyone who dares to be self-centered in the slightest is seeking death.
Now Hong Juncheng has just left without saying which general will take command. In desperation, the Minister of War could only ask Grand Master Kong: "Grand Master, which general should I choose to take command today?"
Master Kong shook his head and said, "This matter should be decided by the Lord God. How dare I make my own decision?"
The Minister of War said helplessly: "How can we send troops without anyone in command?"
Master Kong sighed and said: "The anger of the Lord God has not subsided. Bi Shangshu, you first mobilize the troops and horses, and then raise weapons and food. This matter should be discussed in the long run."
The Minister of War had no choice but to ask the Minister of Hubu to discuss the matter of grain and grass.
The Minister of Hubu said: "The imperial edict did not mention the matter of food and grass."
The Minister of War said angrily: "Since we are going to fight, how can we not have food and grass?"
"Grain is the foundation of the country. This year's tax collection is unfavorable. Official warehouses in various places are tight. Without the will of the God, how can we allocate grain at will?"
The Minister of Household Affairs doesn't care either.
The Minister of War had no choice but to decide on the deployment of troops first.
It is not that easy to mobilize troops. Although the Ministry of War has the final say on this matter, the Secretary of the Ministry of War has no idea how many troops and horses each state and county can mobilize.
Qiancheng claimed to have an army of 800,000, but how many troops could actually fight?
Even his own son is holding a false position in the Shenwei Camp. How many real soldiers are there around Jizhou?
The Minister of War first ordered the ministers on his left and right to formulate strategies for deploying troops, and then he took his chief officers to inspect the ordnance of each state.
Judging from the books, each state is well equipped with weapons.
But he wasn't sure how much real material there was in the library.
He was well aware of the armory in Shenlin City. Apart from some rotten spears and arrows, there was basically nothing left in it.
The northern border is always on guard against Tunu, and there should be a lot of ordnance.
Allocate some from the north?
The rebels are about to capture the state capital. Is it too late to allocate ordnance now?
The Ministry of War was in a state of panic, so Hong Juncheng returned to the Temple of Shensi and quietly calmed down his mind.
He is very concerned about everything and doesn't care about anything. This is Hong Juncheng's temperament.
He is suspicious by nature and has to make decisions by himself, no matter how big or small.
But his soul is unstable, and when encountering critical situations, his mood is easily confused.
After gradually calming down, Hong Juncheng only had one thought in his mind: Qiancheng people would never have the courage to rebel.
If the judge is causing trouble, it must be the judge who is causing trouble.
Hong Juncheng personally went to the black camp, pulled out Fu Ji, took him to the carved tower of Shenyu Garden, and ordered him to light up the divine machine eye immediately.
The magic eye lit up, and indeed there were traces of the judge. Looking further, the judge was in Jizhou.
Hong Juncheng looked at this group of judges carefully. There were quite a few of them, more than a hundred of them, but they were all unfamiliar to him.
They were neither officials of the Shenji Department nor grass bandits. They were originally from Jizhou and were Qian Limu's newly recruited judges.
They are helping the rebels attack Jizhou City.
Hong Juncheng showed a faint smile, and seemed to have some confidence, and told Fu Ji: "Call Yao Jingtai."
Fu Ji called Yao Jingtai, and Hong Juncheng ordered Yao Jingtai to immediately select two hundred people and go to Jizhou to kill the evil judge.
Yao Jingtai hesitated for a moment and quickly accepted the order.
This moment of hesitation was noticed by Hong Juncheng.
He rarely cared about what his ministers thought, but this time was an exception because he could guess why Yao Jingtai was in trouble.
"How many black-clad guards are left in the palace?"
"There are less than three hundred people left." Yao Jingtai answered truthfully.
After several battles, the black-clothed guards were repeatedly defeated. If another two hundred people were taken away, the palace's guards would be empty.
Then don't take away two hundred, only take away one hundred.
Previously, Hong Juncheng took a hundred people with him, but was ambushed by Xu Zhiqiong at the mansion outside the city, and the entire army was wiped out.
Then Cheng Gangtong led a hundred men to fight Hong Huaxiao in Qunzhou, and the entire army was wiped out again.
If they take a hundred people to Jizhou, they will have to face not only two hundred judges, but also tens of thousands of mutineers, and they may never return.
Should I personally lead people to quell the rebellion?
inappropriate.
If he was seriously injured and his reincarnation had to be delayed, Hong Juncheng didn't want to wait for a moment longer. He would not leave Shenlin City or even the palace before completing his reincarnation.
Hong Juncheng thought for a long time and did not let Yao Jingtai rush to take action.
Returning to the Shensi Temple, Hong Juncheng quietly thought about countermeasures.
This rebellion must be put down as soon as possible.
Otherwise, he would not be able to complete his reincarnation with peace of mind, let alone fulfill his agreement with Duan Zifang.
…
In the courtyard of the Zhonglang, Yang Wu took out a puppet that looked exactly like Hong Juncheng and placed it in front of Xu Zhiqiong: "After teaching for so long, I have been able to say those few words. It's OK for a while, but after a long time, it doesn't work."
To expose the flaws."
Xu Zhiqiong looked at the puppet and said, "Let him say a few words."
Yang Wu took off the talisman on the puppet's back, but heard the puppet speak: "I am the emperor!"
The first sentence made Chang Decai tremble with fear.
Xu Zhiqiong frowned and said, "Why do you have to say this in the first sentence?"
"It's not necessary to say this. His soul has been sealed. He can speak when he uncovers the talisman, and shuts up when he puts the talisman on. Even he himself doesn't know what words will come out.
The same applies to other souls. Only when the spell is revealed can they act."
Xu Zhiqiong frowned and said, "How can this be done? I'll ask Shen Shuliang to give him some advice."
"No way!" Yang Wu shook his head repeatedly, "This is Emperor Zhaoxing. If his mind is opened, who knows what he will do!"
Xu Zhiqiong turned to look at Chang Decai: "Do you think this man looks like an emperor?"
Chang Decai nodded and said: "It looks like the slave family worked as a servant in the palace. This is really like the emperor!"
Xu Zhiqiong shook his head and said, "It doesn't look good just by looking at it. I have to find someone to test it."
…
In Yuyao Palace, Liang Yuyao and Lin Qianniang were burning paper for Xu Zhiqiong in front of the funeral.
Qianniang sighed: "The emperor and Xu Lang are as close as brothers. I didn't expect that he said he would discuss this matter in the long run. Does he really not want to take care of it?"
Liang Yuyao shook her head and said: "You still don't understand. The most ruthless thing is the emperor's family. What about friendship? The emperor is the emperor after all. How can he have feelings for Zhi Qiong?"
While sighing, it was already late at night, and Qianniang said to Liang Yuyao: "Princess, you go back and have a rest. I will stay with Xu Lang for a while."
Liang Yuyao nodded, returned to the palace, asked all the maids to leave, hugged the quilt, and cried for a long time.
After crying, Liang Yuyao fell into a drowsy sleep. When she was about to fall asleep, she was suddenly woken up by a gust of cold wind.
Opening his eyes, his vision was hazy, and he suddenly saw someone standing beside the bed.
Liang Yuyao took a breath of cold air and stood up immediately.
It's Hong Juncheng!
Seeing Hong Juncheng standing in front of him with a majestic expression, Liang Yuyao bravely shouted: "What are you doing here?"
Hong Juncheng said in a deep voice: "Is this what you should ask?"
Liang Yuyao was at a loss and raised her voice: "This is Yuyao Palace, how can you break in without permission!"