Chapter 27 The Wind (2 in 1 Continue to Pay Off Debt)
On March 26, the news in Yanjing remained the same.
Nianhan led one hundred and eighty Zhajia warriors out early in the morning, and slowly headed towards the Yanjing Chancery, which was left over from the Liao Kingdom. While they were marching, there were countless nobles from the Jin Kingdom, each with their attendants and cavalry.
Collected one after another.
It should be known that the dignified Marshal Wanyan Nianhan has been a top figure in Daikin for decades and has always been a leader in military and political affairs. He is not a fool after all. He knows very well that if he really wants to promote democracy at the highest level, he only has three or four people. What if?
The three brothers on the opposite side have roped in Ta Lai and who else. Although basically nothing will happen, if they really lose the situation and then use force, it will inevitably look like they are a loser.
Therefore, he notified many of his old ministries and old friends early on, all of whom are hereditary Meng'an and Muke, in order to ask these people to surround the Chancellor's desk. Firstly, it is for safety reasons after all, the reputation is not good; secondly, it is to deal with Wu.
Thirdly, if something goes wrong on the spot, just open the door of the lobby of Shangshutai and go out to talk to these people. Even if Taizu was still alive, he would hold his nose and endure it.
Of course, if Taizu Wanyan Aguda were still alive, where would such messy things be happening now?
In this way, Nianhan took his time and set off calmly. When he went out, he was just the one hundred and eighty knights in armor. When he was about to reach the intersection in front of the Shangshu Terrace, a small team of a thousand people had already gathered, and the momentum was very impressive.
And it was here that Wanyan Nianhan saw Wanyan Yinshuke approaching from the direction of the Chancellor's Desk from a distance, so he dismounted and faced each other, only to see that the other party came with his mouth open, but never said a word, which seemed strange.
So he opened his mouth to ask questions while moving forward.
However, at this moment, as Nianhan walked to the intersection, a gust of wind blew from the side of the intersection. Although it could not be called flying sand and rocks, it was enough to make people lose their voices... Nianhan then realized why the silver skill could not be used for a long time.
say.
"Everything is good in Yanjing, but the wind is blowing very hard this spring." After finally waiting for the wind to pass, Nianhan turned around and faced Meng An and Muke who were following him and laughed. "I told Wu Shu and the others, we all
Go in and get out of the wind."
The speaker listened unintentionally. He had just opened his mouth for half a day but was unable to speak. Hearing the words, Yin Shuke sighed in his heart and felt a little relieved. Not only that, but on the other side, those who followed Meng An and had many clues in their plans also
I couldn't help but think about it wildly.
Soon, someone spoke directly:
"It's just that the wind is stronger. After all, Yanjing is stronger than Huining Mansion. It has a larger population and has a ready-made palace and a chancellery. According to me, it's better for the capital marshal to discuss with Bo Jilie and move the capital here? It's also convenient.
Take charge of Hebei."
As soon as this statement came out, there was a mess below, with many echoes, and even Nianhan was moved for a moment.
In other words, the capital of the Jin Kingdom was of course Huining Prefecture (near today's Harbin), but that place was the result of the thinking of the Jin Kingdom when it was founded. At that time, it did not even think about destroying the Liao Dynasty. Now it seems that it is naturally too far north.
It is impossible to form effective control over the southern territories, especially the Hebei region.
But why has there been no intention to move the capital before?
There are only two reasons.
One is that the Jin Kingdom has long imitated the political tradition of the Liao Kingdom and constantly moved its centers according to the seasons... Go to Huining Mansion in the summer and Yanjing in the winter. Depending on the time and weather, you may stop in Liaoyang, which is sticky.
Han himself, in the past, in order to control Hebei and Hedong, he often moved between important towns such as Hezhong Prefecture, Taiyuan Prefecture, Xijing (Datong), Zhending Prefecture, and Daming Prefecture... The meaning of the capital is not absolute.
The other one is related to the distribution of power within the Jin Kingdom.
As we all know, Jin Taizu Agu was killed, and then the Jin army successfully created the Jingkang Revolution. From then on, for a long time, the three major forces stood in the Jin Kingdom, and this separation affected almost every aspect, including the political center.
For example, the East Route Army occupied central and southern Hebei, Zhending Prefecture and Daming Prefecture naturally formed new military and political towns; the West Route Army occupied Hedong and the original Youyan Sixteen Prefectures, Hezhong Prefecture, Taiyuan Prefecture, and Xijing (Datong).
A special political atmosphere was formed; as for Wu Qimai and other old dignitaries, most of their central forces were located north of Yanshan, so they naturally had to work hard to ensure the special status of Huining and Liaoyang Prefectures.
As for Yanjing, it was originally a meeting point of the three forces, a relatively neutral place. However, as Nianhan's strength increased significantly before, and Yin Shuke took over Yanjing to stay, this place became faintly dominated by Nianhan... In other words
, these people thought that Nianhan wanted to further strengthen his authority by moving the capital to Yanjing.
And don't mention it, this matter is really timely, so much so that Nianhan started to think about it seriously.
Yin Shu Ke wished he could remain silent.
However, after thinking for a while, Nianhan finally waved his hand and said, "Today I'm here to see Banbo Jilie. We'll postpone this matter until later... just follow me in."
Everyone was in an uproar. Warrior Zhajia stayed on the street across from the Chancellor's Desk. However, there were no fewer than fifty or sixty men from Meng An and Mou Ke who were accompanying him. They followed Nianhan and Yin Shuke directly and poured into the Secretariat's Desk.
Entering the courtyard of Shangshutai, I saw the so-called eldest prince leading Khulubo Jilie Wanyan Orben, the third prince leading the right deputy marshal Wanyan Youli Duo, and the fourth prince leading the left deputy marshal Wanyan Wushu... This is Agudasan.
There are two living adult sons... Then there are Marshal Zuojianjun Wanyan Talan, Haobo Jilie Wanyan Pujianu, and former Marshal Right Dujian, now Amabo Jilie Wanyan Xiyin, plus
Yanjing's left-behind Wanyan Yinshuke on the upper body... is the real top nobleman in Yanjing right now.
Among them, Wanyan Xiyin and Wanyan Yinshu are both from the Nianhan lineage, not to mention the three brothers on the opposite side. Talanan was originally the confidant of the king, but now he is crumbling, with only a little skin left, and Wanyan
As another cousin of Aguda and Wu Qimai, Pu Jianu has always had a good personal relationship with Nianhan... In other words, Nianhan is not afraid of high-level democracy.
Back in front of me, I saw Nianhan bringing such a large group of people in. The three princes, Talan, and Xi Yin all changed their faces. Talan even turned pale for a moment, almost the same as Wu Shu who was seriously ill.
Only Wanyan Pu's slave nodded and smiled... There was a sharp contrast between the expressions on both sides.
Nian Han walked closer to the steps. When he saw this appearance, he sneered in his heart. As he went up the steps, he said to Ta Lan with a smile: "Why is Zuo Jianjun's face so pale?"
Ta Lan stood far away on the steps of the Chancellor's Desk. Hearing the words, he felt uneasy and even felt like fighting between the two.
The other party was speechless and disdainful, but he took a few steps faster and went straight to Ta Lan, ready to ask questions.
"Marshal Du!"
However, it was too late and then it was too late. At this moment, the fourth prince Wanyan Wushu, who was talking to Xiyin before, suddenly took a few steps forward from behind, blocked in front of Talan, and then looked down condescendingly.
Nianhan, who had already walked up to him, spoke sternly. "Today I'm here to meet Banbo Jilie! He's only thirteen years old! What do you mean when you come to see such a man and bring so many soldiers and horses?! You're afraid that we will be harmed."
Are you still afraid that Ban Bo will harm you?!"
Nianhan stood at the bottom of the steps in astonishment. Amidst the sound of the wind, many fierce people behind him and Muke also changed their expressions, and then became frightened and uneasy.
"Wushu, what are you talking about?" Nianhan reacted and immediately laughed dryly, then became stern. "Is it possible to say such a thing?"
"I have said ten thousand words, but have I done anything? Marshal Du never speaks, but he does it neatly!" Wu Shu's face turned pale, but he stood in front of the door of the minister's desk and did not move at all. "The king suffered a stroke in the palace, and Pu
Lu Hu (Wu Qimai's eldest son) and the others were there to serve the decoction. This was the only place in Yanjing that was considered public land, and it was your choice. However, you still led troops to surround it, led the officers in, and then...
You want to make fun of You Jianjun (Talan) and ask him why his face is pale. Why do you think he is pale? Is he afraid of being killed by you? Nianhan, I will ask you face to face today, what exactly are you going to do?
!”
There was an awe-inspiring silence all around, and no one dared to interrupt, but Nianhan had such a bad temper, how could he endure it? He immediately opened his eyes wide and became furious: "Wushu! Are you worthy of asking me?!"
"I am Taizu's own flesh and blood, why am I not qualified to ask?!" Wanyan Wushu continued to face each other sternly. "I'm here to ask you, are you really going to bring troops in today?"
"Isn't it possible?!" Nianhan was so angry that he held the riding crop in his hand and flicked a whip in front of Wushu's nose. "I am the marshal who leads the country and has a strong desire to have sex!"
"Nianhan, if you speak like this, I will only have one word with you... Do you think you are the only one with troops in the Kingdom of Jin?!" Wu Shu was not afraid at all, and actually raised his hand in response to the opponent's whip.
Drink and ask.
Nianhan was speechless for a moment, and the people around him, including the nobles on the steps, the Yin Shuke beside Nianhan, and Meng An Mooke who followed, and the surrounding soldiers on duty at the Shangshutai of Yanjing's left-behind office, had already seen this.
The two of them were stunned.
At this time, Wu Shu grasped the momentum for a moment, raised his hand and crossed Nianhan's shoulder, first pointed at Nianhan's side Yin Shu Ke slightly, pointed the Yin Shu Ke's figure in the air, and then raised his hand again, crossing
Yin Shuke pointed at the many frightened Meng An below and tried to defeat him:
"I not only want to ask Nianhan today, but I also want to ask you... Ever since the king of the country suffered a stroke and was unable to manage affairs, there have been rumors everywhere in Yanjing that there is a branch that wants to kill all the descendants of Taizu to become independent. Is this what they want to do today?
?Is it just you people who are doing this?! If so, there are many of you, come and kill me Wushu first! If not, get out with me! I must let you know that today, Fanfan will be here at Shangshutai.
Swordsmen will fight until death!"
Many Meng'an, Muke, and fell to their knees with cheers, and then many people retreated directly, but some people looked at Nianhan with fear, as if they were waiting for words... And no matter who it was, it was obvious that they all
I don't want to face this kind of accusation directly, and I don't want to really get involved in such a serious matter for no reason.
Nianhan turned around in shock, with a stern face, but he also felt regretful in his heart... His original intention was to be safe, not to be ruthless, but he didn't expect that the other side was already frightened, and a mere demonstration would lead to such an embarrassing situation.
There was a stalemate in the scene, but after a while, Yin Shuke spoke cautiously: "Marshal Du...Fourth Prince...Now that things are going on, how about we save some dignity for each other? If this continues, what will happen to the Kingdom of Jin in the future?
?The fourth prince witnessed the battle of Yaoshan with his own eyes, but among us who have not seen it, who doesn’t know the ability of Orliyan (Lou Shi)? If there is another mistake, if there is another mistake, Orliyan’s body will be worse
No, it was Orliyan who led tens of thousands of elite elites and was defeated face to face! Song people are no longer what they used to be!"
Hearing this, Nianhan sighed in his heart, but still refused to give in on his face.
Wu Shu, on the other hand, looked up to the sky and sighed, took the initiative to step back and get out of the way, and then turned sideways and saluted Nianhan: "Marshal Du... I am also a little rude today, but I know that Banbo Jilie is too young, and there is no king to make the decision.
I can't help but feel flustered. Do you think this is good? You tell the soldiers and horses to go away, and our attendants also go away. Even the attendants and soldiers inside and outside the hall of Shangshutai have also gone far away. It's just a matter of how many of us go in.
thing."
Nianhan already wanted to erase the matter in his heart, but he had a fierce temper and still couldn't erase it in his face. He just kept a dark face and remained silent.
At this time, Wanyan Xiyin and Wanyan Pu's slaves came down to persuade him. Even Ta Lazy stood in the distance and cautiously followed him for a while...but his face was still frighteningly white.
"That's good." Wanyan Pu's slave said the last word, and suddenly Nianhan found the steps. "Fourth Prince... don't care too much. After all, the Du Marshal is the Du Marshal, and his status is no better than ours. Let him
Leave a dozen or so hereditary men who are trusted by everyone, Anmouke, to serve as a guard of honor under this step."
Nianhan said nothing and just went to see Wu Shu, who frowned and waited for a moment under the attention of the two brothers, Ta Lan and others, and then slowly nodded: "Just some tricks, don't make a sudden move."
, we must also get rid of all the idle attendants in the Chancery... The rest, whether officers or armored cavalry, all go home and don't mess around here, otherwise there will be no rumors."
Nianhan frowned, but finally nodded after being comforted by several people.
In this way, a major conflict was finally resolved. After a while, Nianhan walked into the Chancellor's Desk together with the top officials of the Jin Kingdom who had been waiting for him for a long time, dismissed the rest, and then sat down in the main hall.
More than a dozen hereditary Muke stayed in the Shangshutai courtyard with some helplessness, embarrassment, fear, relief, and nervousness. They stood scattered at the foot of the steps, a full fifty or sixty meters away from the main hall of the Shangshutai.
Bu Yuan's silver skills can be used by the soldiers left behind in Yanjing to put on a show as a 'guard of honor'.
"Have you learned that Banbo Jilie hasn't come yet?" After entering the empty main hall of the Chancellor's Desk, everyone took their seats. After looking around for a week, Nianhan continued to pretend.
"Here he is, Uncle Wuye is taking him with him. He's waiting in the side hall..." Wushu replied calmly, as if he wasn't the one who was confronting the other party so seriously outside just now.
In sharp contrast, other people, such as Ta Lan, the eldest prince, the third prince, and even Yin Shuke and others, were all a little nervous and panicked, and they obviously had not recovered from the confrontation just now.
And this obvious contrast also made Nian Han sigh in his heart... Wu Qimai and Lou Shi have their share, how many days do I have left? And if one day I become old and frail, what can this fourth child do?
The country is in charge.
At this thought, Nianhan felt that he had gone too far these days.
"How?" Seeing that the other party was silent, Wu Shu urged him slightly. "Do you want Marshal Du to come and see you now?"
"Why don't you see me?" Nian Han said with force. "After all the trouble, don't we just want to see him seriously? Let the scholar bring He La."
Scholar is Wanyan Wuye’s nickname. Wanyan Wuye is Talan’s younger brother, but he has never liked riding horses and hunting. On the contrary, he had been with Wanyan since he was a child when the Wanyan clan was still a tribal alliance.
He likes to read and write, and is a standard Confucian scholar, so he got this nickname. Of course, this person's reading talent and strategic skills are probably far inferior to Wanyan Xiyin, otherwise why has he been excluded from the core power circle?
Without further ado, let’s look at it from a different perspective. The Yanjing Chancery is an old relic from the Liao Dynasty. It is basically an independent palace complex, with a main hall in the middle, a side hall on both sides, an apse at the rear, and the side hall.
There are many rooms in it...but both the side hall and the back hall are a certain distance from the 'provincial hall' in the middle, so they appear extremely empty.
Now that he had made a promise, Wu Shu got up and came to the door in person, and told several Mou Ke who were waiting below: "Marshal Du has an order, go to the left side hall and ask Banbo Jilie to come."
Several Mou Ke did not dare to neglect and hurriedly went to pick up people.
After a moment, the 'scholar' Wanyan Wuye came from a distance from the side hall, leading a young man in fine clothes who was only twelve or thirteen years old, and escorted by seven or eight unarmored attendants.
Looking at this group of people, although the Jin officers in the open space in front of the main hall of Shangshutai had no redundant words, they were all a little dumbfounded... Without him, if they hadn't already known who the 'old scholar' in front of them was, then they thought in their hearts
They also knew who the 'little scholar' was behind them. These people simply thought they were a pair of Han Confucian scholars and their grandsons!
A group of people entered the door, and in the hall were dignitaries from the Jin Kingdom, including Jianhan and below. Although it was not the first time they saw these two people, they were stunned at this moment.
Who would have thought that just sixteen years after the founding of the country, the future leader of the Kingdom of Jin would be like this?
"Young man, I know Banbo is very powerful and Wanyan Dan. I would like to greet all the royal uncles and uncles." After entering the main hall, Karasuno stepped aside, and eight civilian attendants flashed behind the door. The twelve-year-old Wanyan Hela was there.
Immediately, he bowed respectfully in the middle of the main hall, and the etiquette was complete.
Nianhan and Wushu, the two people who made the decision, panicked for a moment, and then both looked at Wanyan Xiyin.
Wanyan Xiyin quickly coughed dryly, but smiled back: "Although this dynasty also has some special rules, but I know that Banbo Jilie is the same as the crown prince, and today is my own family, but there is no need to be polite... hurry up...
Bar!"
"That's right." Nianhan also hurriedly faced back. "Hela, we are all members of our own family today, so don't be so polite."
Wanyan Hela, also known as Wanyan Dan, stood up and sat cross-legged on the ground in the middle of the hall, without even a futon to sit on.
Seeing this situation, Nianhan suppressed all kinds of discomfort and continued to ask: "Hela... let me ask you... do you usually ride horses and shoot arrows?"
"Return to Uncle Huang." Wanyan Quan answered seriously. "Young man rides a horse and also shoots arrows."
Nianhan was speechless for a moment.
"Do you read a lot?" Wanyan Xiyin liked it more and more the more he read, so he couldn't help but interrupt again and again. "What books have you read? Who is the teacher?"
"Reading is also about reading." Wanyan Quan continued to answer calmly. "I have mainly read some Chinese classics and history. There are many teachers, but the main ones are Mr. Huang Shuzu and Mr. Gongmei."
"Who is Mr. Gongmei?" Nianhan couldn't hold it back.
"Han Fang...the champion of the Liao Kingdom." Wanyan Xiyin answered on the spot. "Marshal of the Han family in Yanjing, don't say he doesn't know."
Nianhan nodded, then turned to the young man in the middle and asked seriously: "Hela, do you like reading or archery?"
The blood on Wanyan Dan's face rose slightly, and then he spoke seriously: "The good uncle Pope knows that this boy likes to practice shooting and compose poetry with a few masters."
Wanyan Xiyin clapped his hands and laughed on the spot, as if he was extremely satisfied with the answer. Nianhan was stunned for a moment, but then looked at Wanyan Xiyin again: "What does it mean to only shoot women as a lion?"
"It's just shooting arrows and composing poetry at the same time." Wanyan Xiyin explained helplessly.
Nianhan clicked his tongue on the spot, while most of the other nobles present looked awe-inspiring, not knowing what they were fearing or waiting for.
"Um... Hela... Ah Dan." Wu Shu finally couldn't help but speak. "Do you still recognize me?"
"You are the fourth uncle!" Wanyan Dan immediately faced him. "Master Han was brought here by my fourth uncle."
Wu Shu nodded, and then said seriously: "Ah, since you have read many books, you should know two things. One is that you, as a proficient Ban Bo Ji Lie, will be the leader of the country in the future.
That is to say, he wants to be the emperor of the Jin Dynasty; the other thing is that you should also know that our country of the Jin Dynasty was founded in a hurry, the system is very crude, the local government orders are inconsistent, and the rules of the Jurchens, Khitans, and Han people are parallel...
Then let me ask you, when you become the Emperor of the Jin Dynasty, what system are you going to use? Or will you still mess around?"
Wanyan Dan blinked his eyes when he heard this, then looked at Nianhan and others again, but remained silent for a while.
"Don't be afraid." Wu Shu waved his hands and said. "But as long as your uncle is here, no one can touch your position of master, so don't worry!"
Nianhan frowned for a moment, but didn't say anything.
At this moment, Wanyan Quan carefully said to Wu Shu: "My nephew feels that our country, Daikin, has its own national conditions, and it is too difficult to use only one system."
"That's right...then I'll ask you again, which of the three systems do you think is best?"
Wanyan Quan hesitated for a moment, and finally replied seriously: "My nephew thinks the Han system is the best."
"Why?" Wu Shu asked curiously.
"Because the Han system is the most complete, and the Han system is to centralize power in the middle, so that major things can be done from the middle." Wanyan Dan said carefully. "But Master Han said, don't say this out for the time being..."
Wu Shu sneered with the people around him and said indifferently: "Then why did you say it anyway?"
"Because Master Han and the emperor's uncle have said that the fourth uncle is the most trustworthy person today." Wanyan Dan became more cautious. "Master Han specifically said before he came that today the fourth uncle will do whatever he asks."
The palace, which was gradually becoming more and more lively, suddenly became quiet, and Nianhan couldn't help but glared at the somewhat flustered 'old scholar' Wanyan Wuye.
Wu Shu laughed dryly again, but quickly asked again: "Then let me ask you something... Before, we moved the Han people from Yanyun and Hedong, and the Khitan people to Huining Mansion. As a result, countless people escaped on the road, but they grew stronger.
After the Mongol people were killed, the king of the country and the marshal also felt that this matter was done wrong, so they called it quits last year... Do you know?"
"Know."
"It's good if you know." Wu Shu suddenly looked serious. "There is another big mistake now. That is, before we entrusted Meng'an and Mouke to the local areas, the Han people were treated as slaves in the local areas, causing the Han people to rebel constantly.
Then these men and women mixed with the Han people in the local area. Instead of learning the good points of the Han people, they learned the bad points of the Han people. They became arrogant and indulged every day, and their combat power became lower and lower, so much so that they fought in Kansai.
A huge defeat... Ah Gen, now that you have become emperor, how do you think you should handle this matter?"
"Wushu!" Nianhan suddenly said sharply. "Can he understand this kind of thing?! And so many fierce An Mooke have been scattered, how can they be easily recovered?"
"Isn't this a test of education?" Wu Shu was not afraid at all. "It's not like he ascended the throne today, restructured and abolished the Bojilie and Dumarshal Mansion system the next day, and negotiated peace the day after... Such a child, you
What are you afraid of?"
Nianhan reluctantly threw his hands away on the spot.
"That's all." Wu Shu faced the somewhat fearful Wanyan Dan and carefully comforted him. "After that, you can go home today!"
Wanyan Dan nodded when he heard this, then thought carefully, and replied seriously: "The laws should be unified, and these men should be given security according to their rank, and their land, property, clothes, etc. should be limited, so that they should stop harassing the local Han people."
Wanyan Xiyin and Wanyan Wushu nodded in unison, and Nianhan also looked thoughtful.
"Then where do the things issued to these Meng An Mooke come from?" Xiyin couldn't help but ask half a sentence.
"It is precisely for those Han people to pay taxes and give to the state, instead of being slaves to these Meng'an and Muke. The state takes the taxes and then distributes them to those Meng'an and Muke." Wanyan Quan answered calmly.
Xiyin nodded again.
"Go back!" Wu Shu also nodded, but as he said this, he got up and saw him off in person as agreed.
Wanyan Quan saluted again in the hall, and then he carefully stepped back with Wanyan Wuye, leaning for a moment, until Wu Shu, who had been sent to the steps of the main hall, returned to the provincial hall.
When Wu Shu came back, Nianhan immediately said: "This is not from the Jurchen family. He is basically a child from the Han family! I am afraid that if he looks at us, he will just think that we are rude and savages."
"Marshal Du is serious..." Wanyan Xiyin quickly defended Wanyan Dan.
"Wait a minute." Wu Shufu, who had just made a move to sit down, turned around and came to the front of the hall, and then sternly scolded the people who were talking about Muke and the soldiers on duty dozens of steps away from the hall. "No talking! No spying or eavesdropping.
If you come here! Get away from me, everyone!"
Those dignitaries who knew that Ban Bo was extremely powerful also stayed away one after another. Even the few remaining soldiers on duty at the Chancery Hall also walked a dozen steps outside and stood seven meters away from the door of the Provincial Hall.
The position of eighty paces.
Nianhan, who had been struggling all morning, was completely disdainful of this, and just came to a conclusion behind his back: "Wushu, this guy Hela is not bad. In a few years, the world will be stable, and it is feasible to be a conservative king."
, letting him take the throne now would inevitably lead to trouble... He is really a man!"
Wu Shu turned around and gestured to the eight attendants who came in with Wanyan Quan but did not leave together. Half of the latter, that is, four people, also went out together, but by the way, they went out from beginning to end.
The main entrance to the lobby, which only had four doors open, was immediately closed.
The room did not suddenly darken, because many skylights around it had been opened early. Even Nianhan didn't react at this time. He just continued to talk: "Besides, we are ministers to abolishing the establishment of a new building."
, how can you do it easily? At the wrong time, it will cause trouble."
"But if you put it this way, if Marshal Du imprisons the king and Puluhu, won't he cause trouble?!" Wu Shu took something from an attendant and came back, speaking sarcastically.
Seeing Wu Shu coming towards him with his hands behind his back, Nianhan immediately frowned and made a sound. It was an instinctive defensive action, but his thoughts had already been brought to Wanyan Dan by Wu Shu, and he still didn't wake up...
...Moreover, he really didn't think about it...this behavior was just a defensive posture on a psychological level.
But soon, an accident occurred. When Wu Shu walked three or four steps in front of Nianhan, Wanyan Pujianu, who was sitting on the futon beside him, suddenly screamed on the ground, then stood up and took a few steps back.
Although Nianhan was still confused, or a little unbelievable, it did not delay him from awakening to Wushu to do something extraordinary. His years of battlefield instinct made him immediately grab the side riding crop and whip it towards the opponent's head.
Wushu was staggered for a moment, and Nianhan actually let Nianhan seize the gap and rush towards the door.
The whole place was in a panic. For example, Wanyan Xiyin didn't know what was going on. Others just stood up in panic, but no one dared to take direct action.
"Hold him down!" Wu Shu covered his bleeding face, but he was still the first to react and ordered loudly.
The four guards in front of the door, who were from the Han family in Yanjing, actually looked at each other after hearing this, and just went to stop them. However, Nianhan had so much experience in the battlefield that they had already ignored them and rushed straight through. Instead, they blocked the originally sealed door.
A two-foot gap was created, and half of the body was already stretched out!
But he never expected that there were four people and eight attendants outside the door, four inside and four outside, who took advantage of the situation and held Nianhan down together.
Nianhan was half outside the hall and half inside the hall. His limbs were held down by eight well-prepared warriors. He could only shout loudly outside the hall: "Someone is plotting rebellion, come and save me!"
In front of the empty hall of Shangshutai, almost at the far edge, about a hundred steps away, a dozen or so assassins were stunned, then they drew their swords and rushed forward without hesitation.
Even the soldiers on duty seventy or eighty steps away were shocked and shaken...Obviously, as long as those Muke followed, these people would definitely turn around and rush forward.
However, after walking only a dozen steps, the dozen or so murderers heard a shrill scream, and then the fourth prince led the left deputy marshal Wanyan Wushu to push open the door with all his strength, his face stained with blood, and holding a
The Blood-Gold Melon Hammer appeared behind the wailer, Marshal Nianhan.
Seeing this shape, the dozen or so Muke felt guilty almost instinctively, and then their pace slowed down extremely quickly.
And then, as Wu Shu tried his best to hit Nianhan's back of the heart with another hammer, and then hit Nianhan directly on the back of the head with another hammer, causing the latter's wailing to stop abruptly, whether it was these attempts to defeat or those who were shaken,
Regardless of the soldiers, they each stopped and then looked at each other... Some people were thinking, how nice it would be to have a Meng An who could take the lead at this time?! Others were thinking, if Marshal Du died with one blow, what else would happen?
What’s the point of rescuing?!
What is a strategy?
This is the most direct and effective strategy... After three strikes, by annihilating the opponent's body, publicly announce that this person can no longer fulfill his political commitments, and the matter is settled. After all, Nianhan's eldest son Sheyema is not qualified to talk to the provincial government.
These people who have the qualifications to found the country and have military power are compared with each other.
Capture the thief and capture the king, and defeat the marshal of the capital with three hammers.
"What are you waiting for?!" Wu Shu, who was kneeling on Nian Han's back, hit him on the back of the head with a hammer, causing blood to spatter on his face. This shocked all the warriors below, and then turned back to yell ferociously. "Things are happening.
Now that the hammer has been hammered, do you still want to bet on him? You are so lazy! You are good at silver! You Liduo! Oben! Xiyin! Pu Jianu! How did the imperial edict of the king be written? You have forgotten
Is that?! If he dies, how can the country’s affairs be left in the hands of others?!”
Every time Wu Shu called out a name, the movement of the soldiers outside the palace became weaker by one or two points. After calling out the emperor's edict, everyone was almost dumbfounded, so that the last sentence was almost a wink to the blind man.
Let's say that Nianhan was hit twice on the back and back of the head, but he didn't die, but he managed to stretch out a bloody hand. The man below had received Nianhan's favor on the battlefield, and his blood surged for a while, and he couldn't bear it anymore.
Stop and move forward again.
But at this moment, Marshal Zuo Jianjun showed up lazily, took the hammer from Wu Shu's hand, and hit Nianhan's outstretched hand hard on the threshold, almost smashing half of Nianhan's arm.
On the ground...the latter immediately suffered from pain and vomited blood.
At the same time, Wu Shu, who had handed over the hammer, stood beside Nianhan as soon as he left the house, pointing his pale face covered in bloodstains at the soldiers on duty and Hereditary Mouke at the foot of the steps.
Seeing this shape, the only one in the distance rushed forward and took a few steps. He was shaking like chaff for a moment, and it was difficult to move forward... He was almost certain that if he took another step forward, the fourth prince would call out his name and his family.
Born.
After Talan, the eldest prince led Hu Lubo Jilie Wanyan Orben also came forward, but he pushed Talan and pushed him out of the door. Then he took the hammer and hit Nianhan's waist on the ground with all his strength again.
hammer.
After a hammer blow, the eldest prince dropped the hammer and went out to stand side by side with Wu Shu. Immediately afterwards, the third prince led the left deputy marshal Wanyan Yinliduo also flashed his divinity from the hall, but picked up the melon that had turned into blood.
The pumpkin hammer hit Nianhan again on the back.
But after Wuliduo finished smashing, he threw down the hammer and stood side by side with Talan. Inside and outside the provincial hall, everything became quiet again. Until Wushu was outside the hall, he didn't look back and shouted: "Yin Shuke, what are you waiting for?"
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Yin Shuke walked slowly and picked up the hammer. Unexpectedly, Nianhan, whose abdomen and back had been turned into a ball, had not yet died. Instead, he turned his head with all his strength and glanced sideways at Yin Shuke. His mouth full of blood seemed to
I also muttered some words.
Although it was from the side, although the other party's mouth was already choked with blood, and although the other party could not make a sound at all, for some reason, Yin Shuke could still understand the other party's words - 'Yin Shuke, are you here too'?
So, after a while, Wanyan Yinshu just took a long breath, and without hesitation, he directly hit the hammer with all his strength, but it hit the opponent's door, smashing Nianhan beyond recognition.
"Third brother, you have been a marshal for many years. You are Yin Shuke. You are left behind in Yanjing. You two should go out quickly now. Don't worry about anything else. Go directly to the military camp to take over the troops, and then capture She Yema (the eldest son of Nianhan) and the others.
, this matter will never happen again." Yin Shu Ke struck down with one strike, and all the soldiers outside the palace were silent, but Wan Yan Wu Shu suddenly started giving orders. "Xi Yin!"
Wanyan Xiyin stood in the rear hall, staring at Nianhan's unearthly corpse, as if he was losing his soul. Hearing this, he raised his head in shock, but expressed grief and anger: "Now that things have come to this, what else do you want?"
"Now that the matter has come to an end, you and the Pu family slaves must catch up with Banbo Jilie and comfort him and take care of him." Wushu gave an order that Xiyin could not refuse, and then turned to look at his elder brother and Talan.
"Brother, you are lazy, you two beheaded Nianhan, let's go to see the king together..."
This arrangement was extremely appropriate and no one had any objections, but they immediately dispersed and everyone went about their own business.
Not to mention the other two routes, only Wu Shu and the other three waited for about half an hour in the Chancery Terrace before their armored cavalry came and stripped off the armor of the dozen or so Mou Ke who dared not say anything in the Chancery Terrace.
They were thrown into the side hall and placed there, and then they all dressed up and went to the palace of the king together, and easily took over the palace. But unexpectedly, Wu Shu did not directly order those people to let go of control over Puluhu and others, but
He took the other two people, who were gradually cheering up, directly into the bedroom of the king of the country, Wu Qibi, until they came to the bedside.
Wu Qimai heard the news early, but he couldn't move half of his body. He just opened his mouth and kept salivating... And a moment later, the men and women in the palace saw a group of people carrying the bloody heads and soldiers pouring in.
Everyone in the palace was so frightened that they hid, but Queen Tang Kuo led several maids to guard in front of Wu Qimai.
Unexpectedly, when entering the palace, Wu Shu bowed down and called her aunt. Then he stood up and said sternly: "Please bring a sand table to my aunt. Wu Shu needs to ask the king for an order."
Let us say that at the beginning, everyone tried to let Wu Qimai paint a sand table, but unfortunately, Jurchen writing was invented only a few years ago by Wanyan Xiyin, Wu Qimai didn't know it at all, and Wu Qimai didn't know the Chinese characters either.
, so I finally gave up.
In fact, if this were not the case, Wu Qimai would not have lost his political capacity so quickly.
Therefore, the matter of carrying the sand table is really weird...but having said that, weirdness is weird. With the current situation, who would dare to disobey it?
So, after waiting for a long time, two Han concubines who had been snatched from Bianliang finally brought out a small sand table and a small wooden table, and placed them in front of Wu Qi's couch. Then Tang Kuo personally supported her husband's movements.
Put that hand on the sand tray.
"Lord of the country!"
Wu Shu walked forward alone and knelt in front of the sand table, facing each other sternly. "Not only did Nianhan imprison you and Puluhu, he actually wanted to kill Banbo Jilie Hela and our three brothers, as well as Talan and Pu.
The family slaves and others wanted to usurp the throne and ascend the throne... but they were reported by Yin Shuke and Xi Yin, and we worked together to capture and kill them at the Chancellor's Desk. The head of the current leader is here... Please forgive us for the crime of haste.
! If you are willing to be pardoned, please put a check mark in the sandbox. If you are not willing to be forgiven, we will take the blame ourselves, but please put a cross in the sandbox!"
Wu Qimai tried his best to glance sideways at Wu Shu, who had only his helmet exposed in front of the sand table, but he didn't know what he was thinking. However, in any case, his hand quickly drew a somewhat rugged outline on the sand table.
"Thank you so much, Lord, for your generosity." Wu Shu sighed, then raised his head, and continued to speak seriously. "There is one more thing... Now that Nianhan Fu is being executed, people's hearts are inevitably in turmoil, and the Lord's body is already in such a state, it is really difficult to
Handling state affairs..."
Wu Qimai's eyes staring at Wu Shu's head were completely calm.
But soon, following Wu Shu's next words, the only eye that the King of Jin could control could not help but narrow slightly.
"I, my eldest brother, my third brother, Ta Lan, Pu's slave, Yin Shu Ke, Xi Yin's meaning is the same, that is, I am familiar with Banbo Jilie, smart, benevolent and righteous, so I might as well take over the throne as the king with my knowledge of Banbo Jilie
, and then moved the capital to Yanjing to appease people's hearts, and the king was promoted to the Supreme Emperor, and returned to Liaoyang to recuperate with peace of mind, leaving only Puruhu and our brothers to assist the new king." Wu Shu continued to speak calmly.
Behind them, Ta Lan and O Ben looked at each other. They were both caught off guard, but neither of them had any intention of objecting. "It's still the same... Uncle, just make a check or a cross! Make a check, and I'll go and join them."
Go ahead and make a cross, and we’ll discuss it later!”
This time, he might be tired. Wu Qimai paddled a little slowly and trembled a little. He even wanted to stick out his tongue and speak out instead of paddling the sand table. But in the end, the second emperor of the Kingdom of Jin still covered himself up aside.
With the help of Empress Tang Kuo who was crying, she completely drew a neat outline in the sand table.
The kind that can score ninety points!
PS: Thanks to 116 Meng and Burning Dawn classmates.