Jiang Ming and his party left Linzhou with the gifts from the general.
At the same time, the news of King Lu's accession to the throne was also announced to the world. The new emperor followed the old system in everything, and did not even change his reign name. When he paid homage to the late emperor from afar, the new emperor swore not to eliminate thieves and not to change his reign, and he swore to remember this shame.
Cui Zheng was still the prime minister, and all the officials who came to Linzhou also performed their duties. However, because many officials along the way did not follow due to illness or weakness, or lost their way, etc., they were succeeded by analogy.
Level 1 advanced replacement.
At the same time, the new emperor asked those officials who did not come to come as soon as possible. Those who arrived on time will still have their titles. If they did not come on time, they would write letters explaining the reasons, and their titles would be retained for one year.
The civil servants straightened out the stability of the court, and the generals were appointed one by one. Wu Ya'er was appointed as the military governor of Shuofang, Liang Zhen was appointed as the military governor of Zhenwu Army, and others, such as the former officers and generals of Shuofang's strategic army, came to the capital to help.
Tianping, Wei Bo and other generals were also appointed, and finally issued an order to the local guards who had not rebelled to attack the rebels.
As the edict spread in all directions, there were also responses from all directions. Generals from nearby areas such as Hedong, Longyou Road, and Shannan Road personally led their troops to worship the new emperor, while those from far away sent people with gifts to congratulate him.
For example, Jiannan Road, Jiangnan Road, etc., but there are also many generals who are waiting and watching, neither rebelling nor responding to the court.
Of course, the imperial court did not punish them. What Linzhou needs to do now is to clear out the remnants of the rebels around them, and then gather strength to defeat the rebels and return to the capital.
Wu Ya'er led an army of hundreds of thousands to pursue the rebels in Linzhou, recaptured the occupied city, and ignited a fierce momentum.
Continuous mountains isolate this raging fire from the capital.
The Ankang Mountain Rebellion and the panic and confusion caused by the emperor's death seemed to be frozen with the arrival of early winter.
The autumn weather is still lingering in the capital, but the rich and poor, old and young, come out in droves. Regardless of whether they are gorgeous or simple, those who have new clothes wear new clothes, and those who don’t have old clothes are also clean. Women have hairpins and red hairpins, and men wear
Flowers, children holding festive toys, they walked in groups on the road.
The road has been swept, the potholes have been filled, the trees damaged by the riots on both sides have been cleared away, and the fallen leaves and branches have disappeared. The entire capital has a new look, as if it is about to celebrate the New Year.
However, there is no joy and relaxation like the New Year. The people's expressions are either numb or frightened. No one laughs and occasionally speaks in a low voice. Children are strictly controlled and not allowed to cry.
There were soldiers and horses galloping back and forth on the road. The soldiers and generals were clearly strong and tough in armor, but they did not beat or scold them with swords or guns or trample their horses on the people. They just stared at them with their eyes, just like the hounds of a shepherd.
The sheep walked around obediently and docilely until they heard crying.
The cries were heartbreaking, the voice was high-pitched and high-pitched, circling from the sky to the earth, seemingly endless.
There was a pop, as if the mountain collapsed and the ground shook.
The people looked forward with horrified expressions and saw a mountain of meat getting off the vehicle and falling to the ground.
"Grand Governor!"
"Grand Governor!"
The strong servants beside the chariot rushed to help. Ankangshan, who was wearing linen and mourning clothes, pushed them away, crawled back on his knees and cried: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the Crown Prince."
His huge body was crawling on the ground, his heavy linen mourning clothes had been worn out, and Ankangshan had no shoes on his feet, which he had cried and crawled off when he was in the imperial mausoleum.
"My slave is late!" Ankangshan beat his chest with tears streaming down his face, "Godmother, Your Majesty, you were harmed by that traitor."
The voice of Ankang Mountain is as graceful as a song. It laments the death of His Majesty's noble concubine, scolds Cui Zheng in the whole sea for being a traitor, Wu Ya'er is ambitious, laments the hardships of life for the people, laments the fact that the prince is weak and bullied, and mourns the death of King Zhao.
As he cried and sang, the people heard a play, the content of which was their previous experience. Cui Zheng Quanhai held His Majesty hostage to fight, Zhenwu army captured the city, Luo Shiqing was killed, Luo Guifei was forced to commit suicide, the emperor was killed, Zhenwu
The army abandoned the capital with a hundred thousand troops and the imperial court. In the description of Ankang Mountain, he never rebelled, and King Zhao was not killed by himself. All of this was a conspiracy by Cui Zheng and King Lu, with the purpose of usurping the throne.
Now that Cui Zheng and King Lu have achieved their goal and usurped the throne and ascended the throne, your Majesty, Prince Zhao, is pitiful and refuses to rest in peace. He has messed up the moral order and the world. What can we do? What can we do?
Ankangshan cried so hard that he couldn't breathe. His face was covered with tears and mud. Finally he took out his sword. The world has changed. He didn't want to live in this chaotic world anymore. He might as well follow the late emperor so that he could sing to His Majesty.
, dancing with the imperial concubine.
Seeing that Ankangshan was about to commit suicide, a group of generals and civil servants rushed forward to stop him, shouting that although the treacherous ministers and evil sons killed the king's father and brother, and the world was deceived, God could see it and God would punish them.
"Since the Governor is your Majesty's minister, he should eliminate such evil ministers and traitors for Your Majesty." A middle-aged official wearing a brand new official robe shouted angrily, "Otherwise, what is the difference between him and the traitorous ministers and traitors!"
So the generals angrily grabbed their swords and guns and said, "Your Majesty appointed the Governor to lead the army, not just to protect the country and the people. How could the Governor abandon the country and ignore it? Then we might as well die too."
They stabbed their stomachs and necks with knives and guns, drawing blood. The onlookers turned pale with fright. Ankangshan didn't care to cry anymore, got up and hurriedly tried to dissuade them.
"I was wrong, I was wrong," he shouted, "I lost my duty as a minister."
In this way, the generals were persuaded. Fortunately, their armors were thick and they all bled, but no vital parts were hurt.
"Grand Governor." The civil servants who did not use swords or guns came forward to salute, their voices were sad, and several old officials burst into tears, "Please come to the city, Grand Governor, to eliminate the misfortune of Great Xia on behalf of God, avenge the late emperor and the prince, and protect the prince."
All the people will be saved from misery."
Ankangshan covered his face and backed away: "How dare I, how could I, I still go to the imperial mausoleum to guard His Majesty and the Crown Prince."
The civil servants and generals all knelt down, some banged their heads on the ground, some straightened their backs with sorrow on their faces, some shouted that the sky was going to destroy me, Daxia, some wept that the late emperor would not rest in peace, and some angrily asked whether Ankang Mountain was worthy of the late emperor. The scene became chaotic.
The group, Ankang Mountain seemed to be trying to support one and comfort the other, and everyone was at a loss with their hands. The people looked at it blankly, and suddenly someone in the crowd knelt down.
"Please invite the Governor into the city."
One after another, people knelt down and shouted, like a punch hitting a pit on the beach. The pits were dotted on the beach. I don't know if it was the depression that attracted people, or it was because the surrounding soldiers were looking at them eagerly. The cold light of the half-sheathed sword was looming, and they stood there dumbly.
The people slowly knelt down in a daze.
Some were dumbfounded, some were afraid and leaned over and murmured, and some were shouting with flashing eyes.
"Please invite the Governor into the city."
Looking at the officers, soldiers and civilians kneeling on the ground, and listening to the shouts that shook the earth, Ankangshan looked up sadly and sighed: "Ankangshan does not hesitate to die!"
Ankangshan, who followed the will of the people instead of God's will to bring order to the chaos, finally agreed to enter the city, but refused to take a car and walked barefoot into the capital wearing hemp cloth and filial piety.
"There were bloody footprints on the road." The narrator gestured, "They are so big."
Zhonghou, who listened with great interest, chuckled: "Ankangshan's feet are indeed not small."
He sat up from the bed, touched his chin and clicked his tongue twice.
"The preparations for this half month have been in vain."
As early as half a month ago, Ankang Mountain's vanguard army arrived in the capital. They walked through the capital unimpeded, entered the palace, occupied six yamen, and picked out the officials who were hiding at home and asked them to go to the yamen to work.
, used swords and guns to knock open the shops in the capital to let them open for business, forced the wealthy people to buy things, go to the streets to drink tea and have fun, and captured some young men to work as laborers.
After half a month of busy work, I started knocking on doors before dawn today and checking the houses, ordering every household to go to the streets, leave the city, put on new clothes and wear festive jewelry.
Zhonghou was no exception. He pretended to be sick and looked unlucky to get away with it. It was impossible for the whole family to be sick. The others had no choice but to blame Zhonghou for being cunning and taking the lead, and went outside the city to act as a chess piece to build momentum for Ankang Mountain.
"The singing in this play is quite self-deceiving." A man said, "But King Lu's singing is not bad either."
"Yes, the news that Lao Ming and the others passed through here a few days ago has spread on the streets." Another man said with a smile, "Many people are saying that King Lu was brave and fought back tens of thousands of rebels."
Zhonghou glared: "In just a few days, you have gone from wearing armor and personally fighting the enemy to defeating all the rebels by yourself? In a few days, will you become the god of war and be unbeatable again?"
"Maybe, after all, there is our uncle in the New Emperor." A man said, touching his nose.
Zhonghou didn't realize for a moment who his uncle was, but when he came to his senses, he sighed.
People in the room were talking and laughing, and there was a rumbling sound from outside. The hoofs of horses shook the ground, as if thousands of troops were galloping.
"The army from Ankang Mountain has also entered Beijing." Someone came in and said from outside the door.
Different from the forwards who entered Beijing earlier, these soldiers and horses were like wolves and tigers, and their faces were covered with blood as they fought all the way. There were large and small baggage hanging on their horses' backs, and there was no telling how many trophies were hidden inside.
In addition to strict requirements for combat, Ankang Mountain is extremely tolerant and generous. All the spoils of war are divided among themselves by soldiers. Whoever grabs them belongs to whom. And the first thing they do when they arrive is to let the soldiers and generals plunder wantonly.
If you want the horse to run, you must feed it. This is what Ankangshan said.
Now that the horse has been released into the capital, I don’t know how much grass will be eaten, how many families will suffer, and how many women will be abused. Zhonghou’s complexion changed slightly, and he gritted his teeth: “Don’t... take action so easily.”
The sentence "Don't take action" is still unspoken. How can you really watch people suffer without caring and act according to the situation?
The people in the capital were pale and trembling, hiding in their homes in despair. Whether it was a small house or a high-rise courtyard, it was easy for soldiers and horses to break in. There were no court laws and no soldiers patrolling the city.
Without bound moral ethics, people have no expectations and can only resign themselves to fate.
But what surprised everyone was that the hooves of horses continued to tremble in the capital, but there was no break-in. Many people boldly opened the door and looked outside. They saw soldiers and horses flying in the same direction like a group of moths.
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Treasury.
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The tall and solemn treasury is noisy. If you stand on the high turret, you can see countless soldiers and horses pouring in. Doors are knocked open, countless boxes are opened, countless wooden frames are knocked into, and gold
Silver jewelry was scattered on the ground like sea water. Countless people were swimming in the sea water, scrambling to stuff gold and silver jewelry into their bags and drape them around their bodies, and then rushed to the next door, fearing that they would be a step behind.
There is an imperial palace in the capital, and there is a treasury in the imperial city. The treasury is where the greatest treasures of the Great Xia Dynasty are located. Who would leave the greatest treasures alone and ignore them for plundering by the people?
"And there's wine!"
"Hahaha, I drank this jug of wine!"
"Come and look, here are clothes made of gold!"
"When I put it on, I become an immortal, I become an immortal!"
Countless soldiers and generals were dressed in gold and silver, holding gold bricks and silver ingots, wearing gorgeous crowns and hats, diving into the wine, drinking, singing and dancing.
The noise caused half of the imperial city to burn.
"Captain, do you want to stop them?" A civil servant asked in a low voice with a frown.
There are too many good things in the treasury, the most precious things in the world, this is really a waste.
Ankangshan raised his hand to push his disheveled hair behind him: "What kind of treasure is that?"
He raised his head and looked at the long and tall white jade steps that seemed to reach the sky. At the end of the steps was a majestic and magnificent palace.
That is the greatest treasure in the world.
Ankangshan pulled off the linen filial piety cloth, laughed loudly, spread out his hands, climbed the steps as lightly as a bird, and flew towards the palace.