Chapter 151 On the occasion of the cold winter, the soldiers and horses are ready to move
Ankangshan is in charge of the world for the late emperor. He is not willing to be the emperor at all. He just wants to go to the Immortal Palace to be with the late emperor's concubine, but he can only fly to the Immortal Palace if he becomes the emperor first.
If there is injustice in the world, let him suffer one more day in this world.
The main hall of the palace was filled with civil and military officials. This kind of scene had not been seen for 20 to 30 years. The late emperor did not go to court, and Prime Minister Cui Zheng controlled the court. The court meeting became a decoration, and the decisions of the court were made by
Cui Zheng made a decision in his small court.
There was a court meeting, the emperor sat high, music was played, and many officials standing in the court were moved to tears.
"With His Majesty here, we can see the prosperity of Great Xia."
Most of the officials and generals in the court were Ankang Shan's cronies. Some of the civil servants were bribed by Ankang Shan before the rebellion, some surrendered to Ankang Shan after the rebellion, and some came to the capital from various places after Ankang Shan settled in the capital and ascended the throne.
...Most of them were from the imperial court who ran away and hid on the way to Linzhou after the death of the late emperor.
Regardless of their origins, what they want is the same as Ankang Mountain, to end this troubled world as soon as possible, end everything as soon as possible.
"The people of the world are suffering too much."
"As long as the traitors and traitors are not eliminated, the world will be in trouble."
Listening to the ministers expressing their grief and anger, Ankangshan changed into a comfortable position on the dragon chair. The dragon chair was very spacious. When the late emperor sat on it, it looked empty and uncomfortable at all. It turned out that this dragon chair should have been prepared for him.
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A civil servant standing at the forefront stood up. His face was elegant and his voice was clear. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was like a breeze sweeping away the chaos in the hall.
"Traitors and traitors are the source of unrest in the world." He said, "Your Majesty, it is time to get rid of them."
This person's surname was Xi, and his last name was Yan. He was originally an inspector responsible for the four roads in the North. Many people were impeaching Ankangshan, and some people even said that he had the intention of treason.
He is fair and selfless, so he is often jealous.
Before the rebellion in Ankangshan, he had already been stationed in Xuanwu Road. Firstly, it was convenient to incite rebellion among officials, and secondly, he was able to open the way from Ankangshan to Beijing for the rebellion of Xuanwu Road.
He went to Beijing with Ankangshan and was appointed as the Minister of Zhongshu, the head of the hundred officials.
As soon as Xi Yan opened his mouth, the grief and anger in the palace suddenly disappeared, and a majestic general immediately came out.
"My son, please lead the troops directly to Linzhou." He shouted loudly, "Behead Cui, the traitor and Lu, and comfort the late emperor and the prince to calm the people's hearts."
This is An Qingzhong, the youngest son of Ankangshan.
Everyone in the palace understood, the generals came out one after another to ask for command, and the civil servants made impassioned speeches.
Ankang Shandao: "The traitors in Linzhou are so powerful that this battle will definitely cost the people and money."
All the ministers advised each other: "Your Majesty is kind, but only by eradicating the traitors as soon as possible can more people be saved from suffering."
So in order to save the people from suffering, Ankangshan no longer hesitated. He ordered the troops and generals in the palace, named An Qingzhong as King Zheng, and led an army of 100,000 to attack Linzhou. General Xi Yan also led the troops, horses, food, grass and supplies.
With tens of thousands of troops gathered, Linzhou can be captured in a few days.
Soldiers and horses rolled on the streets to convey orders, and the Zhongzhong King Ceremony in Anqing was enthusiastic, which made the people in the capital feel uneasy.
In the night, the lights were dim, and the figures in the small courtyard gradually gathered.
Zhonghou asked: "Are you sure the news is to attack Linzhou?"
Several men gathered around the table nodded, and one of them reached out and nodded on the table: "The four battalions of soldiers and horses outside the capital are ready to go."
"So many soldiers and horses in the capital have to be used." Zhonghou was surprised, "Aren't they afraid that Wu Ya'er will take the opportunity to attack?"
"There seems to be talk of dispatching Shi Chao's 60,000-strong army currently stationed in the north to attack Linzhou," a man said.
It all seems like there is no accurate news.
Ankangshan cried and fussed all day long, making the court a mess, as if he were performing an opera, and the opera was as real as it was fake. No one could figure out what Ankangshan was thinking or what he was going to do.
They were trapped in the capital, and the movements of their troops and horses were unpredictable.
"We still have to find a way to sneak into the army." A man frowned.
"It's useless to join the army with low qualifications." Zhonghou said, "I think the attack on Linzhou is certain. It just depends on where the soldiers and horses are mobilized."
He waved his hand.
"Just send the news out like this. Whether it's true or false, the young lady outside may see it more clearly than we can."
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People in the capital cannot clearly see the movements of Ankang Mountain, and people outside the capital can see clearly without seeing anything.
Ankang Mountain has become emperor, so naturally it cannot tolerate another emperor living.
With the movement of soldiers and horses in the capital, the guards in various places became nervous. One battle, several battles, and more and more battles were inevitable.
There will be no good days this winter, and the days to come will be even more difficult. There will be more Guardsmen considering who to live with.
For a time, Daxia's troops and horses became chaotic and unclear about their movements.
"Linzhou will definitely be attacked." Yuan Ji said, placing the letter sent by Zhonghou from the capital on the table, "The biggest problem now is where to mobilize the troops in Ankang Mountain."
"He will never move in the capital. It is a lie to say that he will use a hundred thousand troops in the capital." Jiang Ming said, "Now that Xuanwu Road is being consolidated, we are in Huainan Road, and the chief governor is in Xiangzhou. He wants to move to Linzhou. We
I also want to touch him."
"I think he might repeat his old trick, abandoning the area beyond Hebei Road and Shi Chao leading his army southward." Fang Erdao said, "Just like what An Shouzhong did back then."
"Oh, by the way, Jiannan Road said that Zhang An and Wang Lin wanted Jiannan Road to send troops to Linzhou." Jiang Ming said, "Did Han Xu tell the lady?"
Li Minglou, who had been looking at the map, hummed: "He wrote a letter, but I haven't read it yet. This is probably what he said."
"Sending troops to Linzhou at this time is also an opportunity for us in Jiannan Road." Jiang Ming said.
"No, the opportunity has not come yet." Li Minglou shook his head and looked away from the map, "Sending troops to Linzhou now will only add glory to Xiang Yun."
Jiang Ming was about to say something, and a messenger came in quickly.
"The latest news came from Zhang Qing." He said, "There may be some problems with the transfer of generals from Ande, Zhong, and Zhejiang."
"Then it seems that troops have been mobilized from western Zhejiang." Jiang Ming touched his palms and laughed, "Then our opportunity has come."
Ande Zhong has been entrenched in western Zhejiang for many years and has a strong army. Qishan can only resist but cannot attack. The same is true on Huainan Road. If western Zhejiang does not invade, they will not take the initiative to attack.
Li Minglou looked at the map: "If there is a move in western Zhejiang, there will be trouble along the way."
Yuan Ji pondered: "An's move is very clever. If this happens, we, Jiangnan Road, and even the Southeast Road will have too much to take care of themselves. It will be difficult for Linzhou to provide support."
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This move was exquisite, but the generals around Ande Zhong were not very happy. Instead, they all frowned.
"This move also puts us in danger." A general said.
Ande Zhong scratched his neck with a gold hairpin and looked at him.
The general hurriedly explained: "This general is not cowardly and timid, but he is dissatisfied."
The other generals spoke one after another.
"Yes, why did your Majesty make the young master king first?"
"Even if you really want to be crowned king, you have to wait until you have achieved great success, right? We haven't done it yet."
"That's right, eldest son, you haven't been crowned king yet."
Ande Zhong put the golden hairpin on his head, sniffed and said, "It's not urgent, my father has become the emperor, and I am still the king whether I can be crowned king or not."
And he is the eldest son.
When the time comes, he will directly become the prince, and there is no need to be crowned king. The other generals looked at each other. This is the reason, but...
"Young Master Qingzhong is always by your Majesty's side. He always talks sweetly and pleases Your Majesty."
"This time, young master, you are going to help him to conquer Linzhou. Whose credit is it?"
Ande Zhong laughed when he heard this: "He can't be beaten down."
Can't fight? The generals didn't react for a moment. The fight hasn't started yet...
"Father just wants us to make a scene." Ande Zhong said with a smile, "The one we really want to fight is not Linzhou."
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The first snow of early winter in Beijing fell after a burst of ice rain.
Although the snow scene has not yet materialized, the Ankang Mountain overlooking from the highest point of the palace is still full of smiles.
"Linzhou has never been important." He said, "I don't care whether King Cui Zhenglu is dead or alive."
Xi Yan, who was standing next to him, nodded: "Your Majesty can think like this, it is indeed a sign of destiny for the Nine-Five-Year-Old Lord."
"As long as Wu Ya'er is killed," Ankangshan said, "I will let them live as long as King Cui Zhenglu wants to live."
Xi Yan smiled disdainfully: "At that time, even if His Majesty asked them to live, they would not be able to survive."
"Linzhou has hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses, but they are just a mob." Ankangshan looked to the north, "As long as Wu Yaer is eliminated, their confidence and courage will be eradicated."
He waved as he spoke, shaking his fat body as if dancing.
"Wu Ya'er, Wu Ya'er, come quickly and let me kill you."
Confucian minister Xi Yan had a solemn demeanor and did not dance. He said: "If he doesn't come, King Lu will kill him."
In such a critical time, what's the difference between a general who keeps his troops stationary and a rebel? If he doesn't kill Wu Ya'er, will he still be able to celebrate the New Year?
He seemed to be able to see Linzhou at this time. King Lu was sitting in the main hall, waving and dancing and crying.