Dafeng Night Watchman

Chapter 378: Three Qi Yuan Jing Emperor



According to the rules, the first thing that officials who went to local inspections and

investigations should do after returning to the capital is to go to the palace to see the emperor and report their work.

Before that, urgent or non-urgent documents must be delivered to the capital one step in advance.

Whether it is a memorial to the court or such a major event, a document must be sent to the capital in advance. Urgent matters should be expedited, six hundred miles or eight hundred miles depending on the level.

For non-urgent matters, the documents should also be sent back to the capital one step in advance.

This is for the dignity of the king and to keep calm when encountering major events. It is also to give the emperor more time to think and consult with his trusted ministers.

But there is an exception, that is, rebellion.

Chuzhou City was slaughtered, the city was destroyed and people died; the King of Zhenbei was executed in the city, and Dafeng no longer had a national guardian. Such a major event should have been expedited for eight hundred miles. If the horse could grow wings, it would not be too much to rush it for a thousand miles.

But the envoys just didn't send documents in advance and didn't notify the court. Of course, the envoys were not for rebellion.

"We want to catch the court and His Majesty off guard!"

This was said by Zheng Xinghuai, the governor.

The court was in chaos because of this incident, so he could mediate and manipulate, lobby his old friends and Wang Shoufu, and unite the entire civil service group.

The envoys left the official ship, and the imperial guards carried a thin coffin. The coffin contained the body of the King of Zhenbei. The pieced-together body was quite complete.

At the dock, the experienced foreman immediately scolded the coolies to retreat, not to block the way of these officials, and even not to watch.

Because this situation often means that someone among the officials has sacrificed. If you show a look and attitude of watching a good show, it is very likely to attract the anger of the deceased's comrades.

Several foremen encountered similar things last year. At the beginning of spring, there were still floating ice on the canal, and an official ship said to be from Yunzhou arrived at the dock.

A group of night watchmen came down carrying several coffins. Some foremen thought they were far away, whispering and pointing, using it as a topic of conversation to pass the time.

As a result, the leader Yinluo broke his legs, knocked out his teeth, and threw him into the canal, half dead.

The people carried the coffins, entered the city from the dock, entered the inner city, entered the imperial city, and were stopped outside the palace.

Xu Qi'an stood in front, with two censors on his left, and the Dali Temple Secretary and Chen the Captain on his right.

"Go and tell His Majesty that the envoys who went to Chuzhou to investigate the case have returned to Beijing to report on their work." Xu Qi'an ordered.

"Please wait a moment, my lords."

The Yulin Guards guarding the city bowed and said, and then trotted into the palace.

In the bedroom, Emperor Yuan Jing sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and breathed.

An eunuch walked quickly to the doorstep, lowered his head, and did not make a sound. The old eunuch in a python robe standing beside Emperor Yuan Jing looked at the door, then at the old emperor, and walked over in small steps, whispering, "What's the matter?"

The young eunuch whispered a few words.

The old eunuch in a python robe frowned when he heard it, and then waved his hand to send the eunuch away.

He returned to Emperor Yuan Jing quietly, and lowered his voice carefully: "Your Majesty..." When Emperor Yuan Jing was meditating, he was not allowed to be disturbed unless there was something important.

The old eunuch had been with Emperor Yuan Jing for so many years, and there was still a tacit understanding.

Emperor Yuan Jing opened his eyes and said slowly, "What's the matter?"

The old eunuch bowed and said, "The delegation that went to Chuzhou to investigate the case

has returned, and is now outside the palace, waiting for your majesty's summons."

Emperor Yuan Jing frowned, looked at the old eunuch, and asked, "Why didn't I see the official document from Chuzhou from the cabinet?"

He didn't know about this until the delegation returned to the capital.

Emperor Yuan Jing narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and slowly said: "Call them to the imperial study."

The old eunuch turned and left.

Emperor Yuan Jing had a blank expression on his face, like a deep and terrible sculpture.

The delegation received a message and was led into the palace by a blue-clothed eunuch. The rest of the people, including the coffin, naturally could not enter the palace.

Even if the Zhenbei Kings were lying inside, they had to be summoned by the emperor before entering the palace. Moreover, so far, except for the delegation, no one in the palace knew that the body in the coffin was the first warrior of Dafeng, the younger brother of Emperor Yuan Jing.

Entering the spacious and luxurious imperial study, everyone waited silently. A quarter of an hour later, Emperor Yuan Jing led several eunuchs over.

The old emperor, wearing a Taoist robe and with black hair and long sleeves fluttering, did not sit behind the desk, but stopped in front of the delegation. He swept his majestic eyes across their faces and said in a steady voice:

"I sent someone to ask the cabinet, and I didn't receive your documents in advance."

The old emperor glanced at Xu Qian'an, and seemed to think that this kid was a vulgar warrior, so he was too lazy to pay attention to him. He turned to look at the two censors and the Dali Temple Secretary:

"Don't you know the rules either?"

The two censors and the Dali Temple Secretary lowered their heads. Without waiting for their response, Zheng Xinghuai stepped forward and bowed:

"Your Majesty, Chuzhou City has been destroyed. How can we deliver documents?"

Emperor Yuan Jing seemed to notice him and looked at him for a moment, "Zheng Aiqing, as the governor of Chuzhou, you dare to return to Beijing without the permission of the court?"

This is a crime of desertion without permission.

Zheng Xinghuai laughed bitterly, and looked at Emperor Yuan Jing unwillingly: "Chuzhou City is gone, and I, the governor, am only in name."

Calling himself "I" instead of "minister", Lord Zheng's mentality is a bit wrong... Is he fearless because he is ashamed? Xu Qian'an frowned.

"Why do you say that?" Emperor Yuan Jing twisted his eyebrows together.

Zheng Xinghuai took a deep breath and said loudly: "The general of Chuzhou, Zhenbei King, colluded with the Wushen Sect and the head of the Dizong Dao to promote himself to the second rank, and slaughtered 380,000 lives in Chuzhou City.

"Minister, I write a letter to impeach Zhenbei King, please Your Majesty for the innocent people who died tragically, and severely punish Zhenbei King."

After speaking, he took out a memorial from his sleeve and presented it with both hands.

"Minister, I write a letter to impeach Zhenbei King, please Your Majesty for the innocent people who died tragically, and severely punish Zhenbei King."

The members of the delegation took out the memorials and presented them with both hands. Among them, Xu Qi'an's memorial was written by Liu Yushi.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Although Xu Qi'an never admitted that he was vulgar and was confident that he had received nine years of compulsory education and was knowledgeable, he could only bow his hands to

show that he was powerless when it came to eight-part essays.

The main reason was that his calligraphy was really terrible. Upon hearing the news, Emperor Yuan Jing's face was expressionless. He stared at the members of the delegation in a daze. After a while, he raised his hand and trembled slightly as

he stretched it towards the memorial.

After a long time, Emperor Yuan Jing finished reading the memorial and asked in a hoarse

voice: "Where is the King of Zhenbei now?"

The dog emperor's acting skills are really amazing. He and Duke Wei can compete for the best actor on the same stage... Xu Qi'an ridiculed Emperor Yuan Jing in a sarcastic way.

How could Emperor Yuan Jing not know about the massacre? In fact, he was one of the behind-the-scenes planners.

He asked this deliberately. He thought that the King of Zhenbei was still living happily in the

northern border.

"Your Majesty!"

As the chief officer, Xu Qi'an stepped out and felt that he should stab the knife with his own

hands.

He said with emotion: "Your Majesty, don't worry. The King of Zhenbei is not a son of man.

He has been executed by heaven and man. The delegation transported his body back to the capital, and it is now outside the palace.

"How to deal with this beast's body, please decide, Your Majesty."

Boom!

It seemed as if a scorched earth exploded in his ears. The face of Emperor Yuan Jing suddenly turned pale and all the blood color faded.

He stared at Xu Qi'an, bloodshot eyes gradually appeared, as if he had suffered a great blow,

and this time his voice was really hoarse:

"You, you, what are you talking about... What are you talking about?"

Xu Qi'an shouted: "Your Majesty, the body of the King of Zhenbei is outside the palace, torn

into pieces by five horses, don't worry, he is dead."

Thump, thump, thump... Emperor Yuan Jing's forehead seemed to be hit by a stick, and he was

unstable for a while, staggering back, and was about to fall on his back.

"Your Majesty!"

The old eunuch screamed, stepped forward to support Emperor Yuan Jing, and retained the

last bit of the emperor's dignity.

"Get out!"

Emperor Yuan Jing roared deeply, pushed the old eunuch away, and staggered out of the imperial study. His back was panic-stricken and his face was as pale as paper.

He could no longer maintain the dignity and calmness of a king.

"Hurry, hurry up, protect your majesty, protect your majesty..."

The old eunuch's scream gradually faded away.

Xu Qian'an lowered his head, with a cold smile on his lips. Emperor Yuan Jing rushed out of the imperial study, running wildly without any image. The

wind lifted his long beard and blew his eyes red, making him look more like a poor man who was fleeing than an emperor.

The palace gate was gradually in sight. Emperor Yuan Jing saw the imperial guards traveling

with the delegation and the coffins they were carrying. At this time, he stopped instead.

The old eunuch, with the eunuchs and guards, finally caught up with Emperor Yuan Jing, feeling relieved.

They also slowed down and stood silently behind Emperor Yuan Jing, and no one dared to

speak. After a while, Emperor Yuan Jing raised his foot again, slowly walked towards the imperial guards, walked out of the palace gate, and walked to the coffin.

"Put it down!"

The old emperor said hoarsely.

The coffin was gently lowered.

Emperor Yuan Jing stood in silence, staring at the coffin board in a daze. After a long time, he

stretched out his hand and pressed on the coffin lid. The moment he touched the coffin lid, the

veins on Emperor Yuan Jing's forehead bulged.

Because the coffin lid was very light, it was a thin coffin, symbolically giving the King of Zhenbei some dignity, after all, he was going to be sent back to the capital.

His brother was only worthy of lying in such a coffin?

The coffin lid was slowly pushed open, and Emperor Yuan Jing, who saw the scene inside,

suddenly became hurried.

The body of the King of Zhenbei was withered and shrunken, like a dried corpse that had been weathered for many years. His hands, feet, head, and torso were separated.

The imperial guards and Yulin guards present knelt down one after another. Standing and

witnessing the emperor's grief was a crime of disrespect.

But there were always a few stubborn ones, such as Xu Qian'an who followed out, and the

members of the delegation.

Without saying anything, Xu Qi'an knelt down like a tiger to show his respect for the emperor,

and said in a deep tone:

"Your Majesty must protect the dragon body and not be too sad. You must know that the deep

love will not live long."

Emperor Yuan Jing took a deep breath, and his disgust for him had just eased a little, and then

he heard this guy say: "If the people of Chuzhou knew that Your Majesty was so sad for them, they would be relieved in the nine springs." Emperor Yuan Jing's face froze suddenly, and he stared at Xu Qi'an fiercely.

Xu Qi'an had already lowered his head at this time, so he didn't see the fierce eyes of Emperor

Yuan Jing implying "shut up", and continued to speak loudly:

"The King of Zhenbei massacred 380,000 people in Chuzhou City, and he deserved to die, but

he died, but the crime was not confirmed. Whether to expose the corpse or whip the corpse is

up to Your Majesty, and I have no objection."

The Yulin Guards guarding the city were in turmoil.

Only then did they know that the person lying in the coffin was the famous Zhenbei King, the

best warrior in Dafeng, and the younger brother of His Majesty.

Such a powerful warrior, actually died?

What is even more unbelievable is that he, the Zhenbei King, slaughtered 380,000 people in

Chuzhou City?

In the face of such earth-shaking news, no one could control their emotions, and the discussion exploded instantly. Even if Emperor Yuan Jing was present, he could not silence the

Yulin Guards.

Emperor Yuan Jing raised his hand, pointed to the distance, and slowly uttered a word with his bloodless lips: "Get out!"

Xu Qi'an pretended to be deaf and dumb and continued: "When is Your Majesty going to

announce it to the world?"

"Xu Qi'an!"

Emperor Yuan Jing suddenly roared out of control, shaking with anger, his chest seemed to

explode, and roared:

"Do you really think I dare not kill you? I will kill you now, I will kill you now..."

He pretended to pull out the sword of the imperial guards beside him.

"Your Majesty, take care of yourself. I will take my leave first."

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Xu Qi'an slipped away tactfully.

"Get out, all of you!"

Emperor Yuan Jing shouted.

Zheng, the governor, wanted to confront him, but was grabbed by the sleeve by Liu Yushi, and

The left while bowing.

The members of the delegation left separately, without much private communication, but the

words and matters that should be discussed had already been finalized on the official ship.

........

The night watchman's office.

After more than a month, Xu Qi'an finally returned. He came to the bottom of Haoqi Tower

with a clear purpose, and after being informed by the guards, he went up to the seventh floor.

Wei Yuan wore a green robe embroidered with sky-blue cloud patterns, and his long hair was

simply tied up with a green hairpin. His image was chic and casual, matched with his handsome features and eyes full of vicissitudes.

The charm of a middle-aged handsome man came to his face.

Wei Yuan was playing a game of left-handed chess, twisting the black pieces with his left

hand and holding the white pieces with his right hand. He looked up at him and said lightly, "You're back."

Xu Qiyan said "hmm", did not salute, and sat at the table in silence.

"The King of Zhenbei is dead!"

He said in a low voice.

"If he's dead, he's dead."

Wei Yuan stared at the chessboard, frowned, and his attention was not on Xu Qiyan at all. He

said, "Wait a minute, I'll talk after I finish this game."

Xu Qiyan suddenly stretched out his hand and scratched the chessboard. Crash... White and black pieces scattered all over the floor, splashing everywhere.

Wei Yuan was angry, raised his hand to hit him, then gently put it down, snorting: "I feel pain

in my hand after hitting you, go make some tea."

After Xu Qi'an made the tea, he held the teacup, blew on it, did not drink it, and said in a

leisurely tone: "What do you want to ask?"

Xu Qi'an did not waste words, and said directly: "Did Lord Wei know that the place where the

Zhenbei King massacred the city was Chuzhou City?"

Wei Yuan nodded.

The sudden march of the Yao and Man tribes to the south, aiming at Chuzhou City, was

probably the information leaked by Duke Wei... Xu Qian'an became more and more certain, so

The chose to ask another question first:

"How did Duke Wei know? As far as I know, even the scattered sorcerers who colluded with

the barbarians, as well as the Yao and Man tribes and the remnants of the Wan Yao Kingdom,

were helpless."

"Guessed!"

Wei Yuan smiled and said, "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every

battle. Magic can give people extraordinary power, but over-reliance on magic will eventually blind you."

This answer really exceeded Xu Baipiao's expectations, and he frowned deeply: "Duke Wei, you mean that you guessed Chuzhou City based on your understanding of the King

of Zhenbei? But the Yao and Man tribes also know the King of Zhenbei."

Wei Yuan suddenly sneered, "Who told you that I guessed the King of Zhenbei."