Wu Ya'er took control of the soldiers and horses gathered in the entire capital, and took these soldiers and horses to Linzhou, the fiefdom of King Lu.
The emperor has died, the court no longer exists, and now there is only one voice that can be heard throughout the city.
"The general of the military capital has issued an order to kill anyone who burns, kills, loots, and breaks into a house."
"The general of the military capital has issued an order. Those who do not leave the city must stay behind closed doors and guard their homes without causing chaos."
"The general of Wudu has issued an order that no more than five chariots and horses may be brought by each household."
"There will be an order from the military capital to set off at dawn and we will not wait until it is too late."
Groups of soldiers and horses galloped through the streets, and orders were constantly being conveyed.
The North City Gate was a place where people accompanying the army gathered. People from the capital, regardless of wealth or status, crowded here. The rich had chariots, horses and servants, the poor supported the old and young with their feet and hands, and the emperor's relatives and senior officials were no exception.
Of course, there were also some officials gathered in Wu Ya'er's formation. Under the light of the torch, their expressions were pale and pale, and they had given up hope of preventing Wu Ya'er from luring his troops out of the capital.
The situation has become unstoppable.
"His Majesty's body cannot be left alone in the imperial city." an official shouted.
Wu Ya'er looked at him: "Your Majesty has been sent to the imperial mausoleum for temporary burial. The eunuchs in the palace are accompanying him, and there are soldiers and horses guarding the tomb. Since Ankang Mountain is in the name of the Qing emperor, it will not treat your majesty's body and the imperial mausoleum.
Disrespectful.”
The official was silent. This was the best arrangement now. A grand burial for the emperor was impossible.
"I have gone to see the prince. He is unconscious and cannot accompany him." Wu Ya'er continued, "The imperial physician has been left to take care of him. If the prince dies, he will be sent to the imperial mausoleum for burial. The princess voluntarily stayed, and the other concubines and women left with the army.
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It seems that the prince has only been in the imperial mausoleum for a few days. There is no threat or use for the dead prince. If he enters the imperial mausoleum, he will not be humiliated by the rebels. The prince's concubine is safer hiding in the imperial mausoleum than in the capital. This arrangement is very thoughtful.
"General Wudu!" Several officials shouted from outside with livid faces and angrily, "Why are there only five chariots and horses in the imperial court! How can we fit the collection of documents?"
Wu Ya'er said: "All the documents in the collection are stored in the treasury. It is enough to take away the seal. If you are unwilling to part with it, you can stay and guard it."
Ankangshan was not interested in the collection of documents, but he was not so polite to people. It was too dangerous to stay and guard. The officials gritted their teeth and said, "It's just a collection of documents. The treasury cannot be loaded in just a few cars."
Down."
Regardless of the large ancient books or files inside, Ankang Mountain will not let go of the gold, silver, jewelry, and the treasury will definitely be robbed.
"I won't take anything from the treasury," Wu Ya'er said.
The officials were shocked and angry, that was Daxia's treasury, and there were all treasures in the world that this bumpkin from Mobei had never seen before.
"To His Majesty, these are not treasures." Wu Ya'er said, "So he doesn't want them anymore."
What? The officials frowned in confusion.
Wu Ya'er looked past them towards the city: "Your Majesty means that the capital cannot be saved. In order to prevent the people from being tortured by the rebels, the treasury will be left to them."
The capital is too big, and it is impossible for all the people to leave with the army. It is dangerous to stay in the capital. Linzhou is a long way away, and the difficulties and obstacles on the road are unknown. Without the emperor's soldiers and horses in the capital, it means giving up resistance, and there will be no defense or attack.
There will be much less burning and killing in the city. For many people, they are more willing to take the risk and stay in the capital.
Moreover, all the treasures in the world are in the treasury, and they cannot be taken away in a few days or nights. The rebels will go straight to these treasures, and the people in the city will be robbed less.
Officials can understand this meaning, but it is a treasure that has been held for hundreds of years since the founding of Daxia...
"What is your Majesty's intention?"
"General Wudu, it's clearly you..."
They couldn't help but angrily accuse and argue.
"Okay!" Cui Zheng, who had been silent all the time, stopped the officials' noise, "If you are willing, you can guard the treasury for His Majesty. Why order others."
As court officials, they make decisions and issue orders, and then others do it. If they cannot order others, what is the need for them to exist?
Yes, now that the emperor is gone and the court is gone, they indeed no longer exist, especially in front of this small general with a heavy army.
They have no qualifications or ability to order him, as for guarding the treasury...
The officials fell silent.
Cui Zheng looked at them, his face flickering under the night firelight: "Pack up your useful things and get in the car."
He turned around, straightened his official robes and hat, and took a box wrapped in bright yellow cloth from his entourage. Inside was the jade seal of Daxia, which was the only thing he had to carry and protect.
His family did not follow him, nor did they receive any preferential treatment and were protected by soldiers and horses. Instead, they waited in crowds like other people in the capital and then staggered to keep up with the pace of the army.
The sky was brightening, and the flames of the capital city were lingering in the morning light. The soldiers and horses from the four gates were galloping along with the horns. They looked a bit messy, but they were gathered together and spread out densely, and there were also strict military formations.
Compared with the neatness of these galloping soldiers and horses, the people who followed them out of the capital seemed confused and chaotic. There were carriages and horses, some were fast and some were slow. Some were following the direction of the soldiers and horses, and some were scattered in all directions. On the road
Scattered crying
There were shouts and smoke and dust, and the gradually quiet capital was also in chaos. The ground was in a mess, the shops on the streets were closed, and the wind blew through the hanging silk flowers and colored paper in the street market. It was not pleasing to the eye, but desolate.
Cries and shouts could be heard from time to time in the closed homes in the city. The change came too suddenly. The decision to abandon one's home and career could not be made overnight. No one could be sure whether their choice was correct.
I don’t know what the road ahead will be like.
Zhonghou stood on the empty street, without having to worry about being recognized by the Zhenwu Army, and listened to the questions from the men beside him.
"What about us? Are we still going to stay in the capital?"
Zhonghou raised his head and wiped his nose and said in a muffled voice: "The message has been sent to the eldest lady. We will still stay in the capital until the eldest lady replies."
"Why are we still here?" The men frowned, "Ankangshan will definitely come in. There are no troops in the capital, and there is nothing we can do."
They were brave but not arrogant. They could not lead the people left behind in the capital to defend the city. That would be a useless effort and would bring disaster to the capital and the people left behind.
This is the capital of Daxia. Even though the emperor is no longer here, it should still retain the dignity it deserves.
This is also the intention of Zhenwu Army Wu Ya'er, otherwise if he wants to rescue King Lu, he can just lead his troops and horses to sneak away privately, instead of telling the people about the situation like now, taking away those who can, and taking away those who can.
What stays stays.
"It's not like we can't do anything. Ankangshan thought he had occupied the capital. He certainly didn't expect us from Jiannan Dao to have a hand here." Zhonghou said, moving his hand from his nose to his chin, stroking his beard, "After all, this is the place.
This is the capital, Ankang Mountain wants to occupy it, and King Zhao and King Lu will also want to return here no matter who becomes emperor."
No matter who comes and goes, there are people here in Jiannan Road. They are few now, but there may be more in the future. They can't do anything now, but they may be the masters in the future.
Things in this world are unpredictable, just like who would have thought that their eldest lady would have two husbands.
As we walked, the weather became warmer and warmer. Wearing a single coat and an armor, I was running all the way and my head was covered with sweat.
As night fell, Xinbing galloped through the camp without any hindrance. Of course, the soldiers and horses here were almost all his familiar comrades, but when they approached the main camp, the few soldiers and horses with unfamiliar faces did not stop them, and they were enthusiastic.
Say hello to him.
"Thanks for your hard work."
"Back safely."
"How's the journey going?"
"Take a sip of wine first and slow down."
They asked, took his horse, and handed over the wine flask.
Xin Bing took the wine and raised his head to take a long sip. The heat filled his whole body, and a layer of sweat broke out on his back. He kept pushing the wine bottle to the guard. The guard in front had already called in and raised the curtain at the same time.
, from dismounting to drinking to stepping into the camp, everything flows smoothly.
The light in the outdoor tent was soft and bright. The soldier looked at the masked woman sitting in front of the table looking at a map, and knelt down on one knee.
"Young lady, a letter from the capital and the general." He took out two letters and held them up.
Li Minglou raised his head and hummed, and Fang Er took it and handed it to her.
"Are all the generals okay?" Li Minglou picked up the letter and asked Xinbing, "Is the road still peaceful?"
Xinbing answered them one by one.
"Go and have a rest." Li Minglou said, "Take a dip in hot water to relieve fatigue."
Xin Bing leaned over and responded, adding, "Thank you so much, madam."
The young lady didn't talk much, her concern was in the details, seeping into the bones. Xin Bing always remembered that he was a Zhenwu Army, but he really couldn't say anything bad about the young lady.
Xin Bing retreated. Li Minglou didn't care about his complicated mood and opened Wu Ya'er's home letter first.
"The letter this time is different. It's a thin piece of paper." She whispered, waved to the other party and asked, "Did you use a new way?" She shook off the letter paper, her eyes fell on the letter, and her voice stopped.
The letter contained no nicknames for my wife, no greetings to my wife, no trivial chatter about the weather, just one sentence.
Is my mother okay?
Fang Er glanced at the side and frowned: "What does he mean? Question? Threat?"
Li Minglou smiled: "It's not interesting, he misses his mother."