Entering February, there is an atmosphere of grass growing and orioles flying in the south of the Yangtze River, but in Bianjing City it is still cold in spring, the grass leaves are withered and yellow, a cold wind blows over, and the yellow leaves that have survived the cold winter fall from the treetops, making it even more...
depression.
More than a thousand black-armored warriors lined up at both ends of the corridor on the east side of Qiuyang Palace, and the thick wall nearly two feet high was like a desperate iron prison, trapping hundreds of courtiers and maids.
It was a cold night, and an old owl's roar came from the lead-colored night sky, calling hundreds of servants. The palace maid felt a chill seeping out of her heart, and she couldn't help but tremble slightly.
The faces of the armored soldiers on both sides were covered by their visors, with only their cold and ruthless eyes exposed. The halberds and spears pointed at the sky slanted, and under the reflection of the burning torches, they emitted a cold light.
It also revealed a murderous aura that was extremely hungry for flesh and blood.
Within the thick palace walls, tall dragon candles were burning, illuminating the hall as brightly as day.
Chen Kun wore a plain robe over his armor to keep out the cold night. He stood in front of the corridor of the main hall and looked at the open square in front of the hall.
In recent years, Lei Jiuyuan, who has become older and older, with an old face like the bark of a tree, stood silently in the main hall, as if he was drowsy. The dragon chair was high up, but there was no one at this time, but there were tiny things in the west wing.
The sound of violent struggle could be heard, but it didn't seem to arouse his interest at all.
Beyond the thick brocade curtain, there was no eunuch waiting in the west chamber. King Yong was holding a giant bow, and his face looked so sinister, ferocious, and distorted under the light of the giant candle.
Emperor Liang's neck was strangled by the deer sinew bow string and twisted. The divine power he had in pulling the galloping horse in his early years had long since drained away from his old body. His feet were twitching and struggling in vain, and he was unconscious.
Zhuo's tiger eyes opened angrily, trying hard to turn his head, wanting to take a look at the ferocious second son who had sent him to the West with his own hands. He did not hesitate to kill his king and his father for a woman he could easily get.
But until the moment he died completely, King Yong was still surrounded by a hard and cold rock standing behind him, with only his shadow pressing on his head like a mountain.
After the commotion in the West Chamber stopped, Lei Jiuyuan waited for a long time, but did not see King Yong come out. He straightened his robes a little, stepped into the West Chamber, and saw that Emperor Liang had already expired, and his neck was almost broken.
He was strangled by the giant bow, but King Yong still tensed up and twisted the giant bow, as if if he let go for a moment, the dead would come back to life, stand up and devour everything.
"Your Majesty, the Supreme Emperor has passed away!" Lei Jiuyuan reminded in a hoarse voice.
At this moment, Zhu Yu woke up in shock. He threw away the giant bow in his hand and collapsed on the ground as if he was drowning. He also seemed to wake up from a nightmare. He gasped violently and felt as if something deep in his heart was being swallowed up bit by bit.
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Lei Jiuyuan picked up the eagle-feather bow that had accompanied Emperor Liang for half his life and killed countless powerful enemies on the battlefield, and hung it again on the large pillar carved with dragons and beasts. He also looked at it a few times, and after a while
After adjusting the tilt angle, it seemed that the carved feather bow had never left the pillar.
"The eunuchs and maids of Qiuyang Palace have been brought to the east passage. What will your Majesty do with them?" Lei Jiuyuan asked.
Zhu Yu got up from the ground and sat on the step in front of the dragon couch. His gloomy face twisted and twitched, and then he straightened his back, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the deep night outside the palace.
, waved his hand ferociously and said: "Allow them to be buried!"
"Wei Chen accepts the order!" Lei Jiuyuan bowed his head and walked out of the west chamber.
Lei Jiuyuan returned to the main hall and said to Chen Kun who was guarding the corridor:
"The emperor has passed away, and the whole country is in mourning! The eunuchs and maids of Qiuyang Palace are grieving uncontrollably. They want to be buried for the emperor. Your Majesty allows it!"
Chen Kun suppressed the urge to look into the west wing of the palace, walked directly down the corridor in front of the palace, crossed the square in front of the palace, signaled to the street guards guarding the palace gate, pushed open the heavy palace door, and waited outside the palace gate.
The captain who ordered the order said: "The emperor passed away, and the whole country mourned. Your Majesty, Xu Qiuyang, served as the eunuch, and the maids were buried!"
The school captain bowed his hands and obeyed the order, pulled out the saber on his waist, fired it diagonally into the night sky, and said: "Archers, come out and shoot arrows!"
Hundreds of armored archers walked behind the armored soldiers arrayed at both ends of the corridor, drew their long bows and pointed them diagonally at the night sky, then threw sharp and ruthless iron feather arrows toward the corridor between the two palace walls.
To those defenseless eunuchs and maids.
The muffled sound of sharp arrows entering the body was so clear in the night, and the pitiful wails of hundreds of people were like hazy rain clouds, shrouding the Daliang Palace in the cold spring.
Thousands of sharp arrows were shot out, and after waiting for a stick of incense, the wails and moans gradually subsided, and more than a hundred soldiers entered the corridor in several teams, looking for the eunuchs and palace maids who were injured but not dead or were hiding with dead bodies.
Come out and ensure that everyone in Qiuyang Palace is buried tonight, and then use dozens of carriages to transport the corpses out of the imperial city, first to the Yushan Imperial Mausoleum, which has been almost repaired.
A dozen water trucks were parked on both sides of the corridor, and low-level servants transferred from other classes carried buckets to wash away the blood stains.
When the south gate of the palace opens in the early morning, the corridor on the east side of Qiuyang Palace is as clean as new, as if nothing happened last night; as if all the scandals that happened in Qiuyang Palace have been completely washed away.
At this time, more than a dozen palace envoys came out of the palace with orders to report to the clan, ministers, and the fact that Emperor Daliang, who had only been in Zen position for twenty days, died of a sudden illness last night.
The Emperor's decree was to be frugal, and he did not summon the princes, ministers, civil and military officials to pay homage to the Emperor's legacy, but directly carried out the burial, put it into a large coffin, and moved it to Qianyang Palace for burial.
The new emperor ordered the princes, princes, princes, grandsons, princesses and concubines to go home to fast. The ministers of the six bureaus and nine temples and other academies collectively went to the official residence of the government office to stay and fast, and were prohibited from returning home.
The idle officials who did not have official vacancies gathered at Wuchaomen to fast. Civil and military officials were not allowed to have fun, and they were prohibited from wearing mourning clothes and marrying. All soldiers and civilians were required to take off their crowns and tassels, wear plain silk clothes, and were not allowed to slaughter or pray.
In addition to the 672 palace attendants of Qiuyang Palace who were buried, the new emperor authorized seventeen eunuchs from the inner court, including provincial eunuchs, young eunuchs, and regular eunuchs, to commit suicide and be buried with them, serving the emperor forever...
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Everything that happened in the Imperial City of Daliang was as distant as the events of another country to the ordinary soldiers guarding the southern gate of Bianjing.
No one knows why King Yong suddenly led his troops to Beijing, so eager to force His Majesty to abdicate the throne, and no one knows why the Supreme Emperor, who had only been in the throne for twenty days, suddenly died of a sudden illness in Qiuyang Palace.
Even among the servants and eunuchs who were buried in the palace, how many of them really wanted to follow the Supreme Being underground and serve forever, it would be difficult for the ordinary generals under the South City Gate to tell.
Near noon, I heard that the Minister of Civil Affairs, Zong Zhengqing, General You Shenwu, Song Guogong and other important ministers and generals of the imperial court, as well as the concubines of Zhou Taifei and Yang Taifei who accompanied the emperor in his later years, also wrote to the new emperor requesting that Emperor Yushan be buried with him.
The mausoleum will serve the emperor forever.
"It's really strange. Mr. Gou, you said people are living well, why do they want to die and live after the emperor?" A soldier with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks leaned against the base of the city wall holding an ash gun crookedly.
Discuss this with the primary school who led them on duty today.
Xiao Xiao was younger, only thirty-five or six years old. He ignored the words of the monkey-cheeked soldier and listened to the sound of horse hooves getting closer. From a distance, he saw several fast horses galloping towards him with their whips raised, raising flying dust all over the sky.
The cold wind blew, and the sky was covered with gray.
Several knights are all wearing black armor. The leader has short hair that is almost an inch long. He is wearing a monk's robe under the black armor, which looks strange.
When he saw the opponent galloping to the city gate, he suddenly stopped the reins. The horse's nose was spraying hot steam, and it almost hit the face of the Nanchengmen Primary School.
"Come down, come down!" The small school guard who defended the city didn't have a good temper either. He pressed the hilt of the knife at his waist and yelled loudly.
Seeing the generals who were guarding the city coming to stop them and ordering them to be interrogated, the leader took out a bronze talisman from his arms and wrote the word "Chengtian" on it. The face of the city gate principal changed slightly and he quickly signaled to the generals behind him to give way.
Open a passage to let people enter the city as quickly as possible.
"Who are they, running so rampant?" The sharp-tongued soldier stared at the horses galloping into the city. Instead of slowing down, he raced across the Imperial Street with his whip raised, muttering displeasedly.
"These gentlemen all belong to Chengtiansi, and we cannot afford to offend them." The principal glared at the talkative soldier, telling him not to talk nonsense.
The other generals were all shocked. Looking at the fast horses, there was more or less awe in their eyes.
After the new emperor ascended the throne, the generals in the imperial court did not move their positions for the time being, and they all settled down to their duties. Xuanjiadu only took over the defense of the imperial city, Dongyang Gate, and Zhengyang. But the most critical imperial edict was the order to establish the Chengtian Sidu.
In the Wei Mansion, the Marquis of Xiangcheng, Jing Zhentong, commanded it. In addition to directing the bodyguards, he also ordered that in addition to the Dali Temple, Yushitai, and the Ministry of Punishment, the Chengtian Division was responsible for the affairs of the imperial edicts and prisons. He was also allowed to have patrols and arrests, and scouts for military intelligence.
right.
In other words, from now on, all criminals who are ordered to be captured by the new emperor will be handled by Chengtian Division, and Chengtian Division will also be directly responsible to the new emperor.
"The one at the head is Shen Peng, the big stall owner of Chengtiansi, nicknamed Monk, right?" Some of the soldiers were well-informed and exchanged news.
"They seem to be rushing back from the direction of Xuzhou," the sharp-mouthed soldier was still uneasy. He watched Chengtiansi's scouting horse run directly towards the imperial city, holding the ash wood pole of the refined iron spear, holding it in both hands.
He held it in his sleeves, approached the primary school, and said, "Master Gou, I heard that there is already chaos in the south of Daliang?"
"You have to sew up your stinky mouth before you know how to shut up?" the principal scolded unhappily.
When Han Yuanqi killed his uncle Han Jian and wanted to dominate Caizhou, Bo Wang Zhu Gui and his deputy Privy Councilor Feng Ting'e were ordered to lead 80,000 forbidden troops southward. At that time, there were less than 20,000 defenders left in Bianjing.
Zhu Yu led Xuanjiadu's elite cavalry to travel day and night to the foot of Bianjing City. Xiangcheng Hou Jingzhen led the palace guards and more than 800 elite secret soldiers from Chengtian Division raided the Xianjin Bridge, opening the way for Xuanjiadu's elite cavalry to enter the city from inside the city.
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At that time, most of the ministers in the court and the defenders did not even understand what was happening.
Although some of the defenders resisted after receiving the amnesty order, they were quickly and ruthlessly defeated by the elite Black Armor Cavalry.
There were also quite a few defenders, who were intimidated by Zhu Yu's illustrious military exploits in the past, and at the same time were dissatisfied with the emperor's cruel temper after the death of Empress Zhang. They killed Zhongliang and chose to join the new emperor.
The generals on duty at the South City Gate are the old Forbidden Army generals who joined the new emperor.
They guarded the South City Gate, the most important entrance to and from Bianjing. The news they saw and heard was richer and more timely than the ordinary officials in the city. They also knew very well that although the new emperor occupied Bianjing City and ascended the throne,
, but it does not mean that the throne has been firmly established.
On the one hand, Zhu Gui, the king of Bo, learned about the new emperor's raid on Bianliang, and he and the Privy Councilor Feng Ting'e led 80,000 imperial troops on their way to attack Caizhou. Even then, they gave up the established goal and led 80,000 elite troops eastward to occupy Chenzhou.
At this time, the whole world was already spreading, denouncing the new emperor's imprisoned father for usurping the throne.
In addition to King Bo Zhu Gui and Feng Ting'e, in addition to Caizhou Han Yuanqi, Caizhou also has four major military governors, each of whom is on his own side. They are all still waiting to see the situation, and are not in a hurry to support the new emperor, nor do they rule out that some of them will have greater successes.
Ambition, ready to choose independence.
Regardless of the powerful enemies of the three kingdoms of Chu, Shu, and Jin, the internal affairs of Daliang alone have been turned upside down. The new emperor only has less than 40,000 troops in Bianjing. It is doubtful whether he can withstand the counterattack of Zhu Gui, the king of Bo.
Seeing all this, the small school guarding the city, who had a brief understanding of the situation, felt a shadow of impending disaster in his heart!
