Dajin royal family

Chapter 367 The Change of Luoyang ([-])

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the emperor closed his eyes and sat on the dragon couch, with Ah Weng and the bronze face standing on the left and right sides.

Apart from them, there was no one in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the surroundings were empty, and it looked quite deserted.

There was a slight sound of footsteps, and a figure appeared outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The emperor slowly opened his eyes, he looked very indifferent, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

The figure approached slowly, and the candlelight illuminated his face.

King Zhao!

He has white hair, an old face, and a fluttering python robe. He has an imposing manner all by himself.

Behind him, there was a man with a black veil on his face, a burly figure, and a round machete hanging from his waist.He is the first of King Zhao's Heishui Eighteen Riders, Heidui.

Heidui was holding the jug in his hand, and his cold eyes looked at the copper surface indifferently.

The emperor smiled slightly, stood up slowly, and walked over.

King Zhao looked at the emperor calmly, not intending to bend down to salute, but just watched him walk over.

Five steps away, the emperor stopped.

The emperor at this moment seemed to be full of strength, and he didn't look seriously ill at all.

"You're here, uncle." The emperor smiled lightly.

Zhao Wang missed this little uncle very much.

It was before the first emperor ascended the throne, and their Jiang family lived in the Duke of Jin's mansion. At that time, he was the younger brother who was the most cared for by the first emperor.

He is older than the emperor, but there is no barrier between him and the emperor and others.

Because the first emperor was busy with government affairs, he played with the children of the Duke of Jin.

It can be said that King Chaoxian, the former king of Han, and the current emperor are all children brought out by him.

There was a time when King Zhao was their martial arts instructor.

It was only later that the late Emperor ascended the throne, and his younger brother, and another brother, King Wei, became the right-hand man of the late Emperor.

Since then, he has gradually become estranged from the emperor and others.

"Tonight is New Year's Eve, my uncle came to see you." Zhao Wang smiled.

The emperor also laughed, and asked Ah Weng to find two cushions, and the two sat down on their knees.

King Zhao took the jug from Heidui and put it between them.

"This is the Sancunqing that my elder brother gave me in the first year of the king's reign. I drank some of it over the years, and the remaining pot was originally intended to be reserved for Qingque, but now it is cheaper for you, brat."

The emperor recalled: "Sancunqing, also known as Kaiwang Wine, was brewed by my father himself. The old man gave [-]% to my uncle and [-]% to my second uncle. The remaining [-]% was given to the court. The meritorious ministers, the rest will be given to me and my elder brother. My uncle is really lucky."

Zhao Wang smiled bluntly, took the wine glass from Heidui's hand, first filled the glass for the emperor, and then poured a glass for himself.

"It's not a good fortune, it's all because of my brother's love. I think back then, you guys couldn't drink, so you dragged me and Brother Zhong to steal wine. When the incident happened, you shrink your heads, and Brother Zhong and I will be killed." My elder brother hung from a tree and froze all night."

Zhao Wang shook his head and drank the wine.

Hearing this, the emperor chuckled, as if recalling the past when he was a child, he raised his glass and drank it down.

"I still remember that the second uncle was the most dissatisfied with the younger uncle. He asked you to compete every day, either riding a horse and shooting arrows, or fighting naked."

King Zhao shook his head with a wry smile. He thought of Brother Zhong, King Wei who was proclaimed by the late Emperor.

Back then, he and King Wei were hailed as the twin sons of the clan, the right-hand men of the late emperor, and the pillars of the country in the army.

It's a pity that King Wei didn't survive. He died in the battle against the Turks.

"The past cannot be recalled." King Zhao sighed.

The emperor smiled and said, "Uncle, if the elder brother ascended the throne back then, would it be different now?"

"Who knows." Zhao Wang said.

King Chao Xian, with that cowardly temperament, I am afraid that he has been eaten to death by the nobles in Guanzhong.

The emperor didn't bother with this topic, and said calmly: "Perhaps I was a little impatient, but I don't think I did something wrong. The nobles in Guanzhong are like poisonous snakes. If they don't solve the problem, the Jin Dynasty will have no stable life."

"Kuang'er, have you ever thought that if you were willing to take your time back then, things might not have developed to this point." Zhao Wang said.

The emperor sneered and said, "Divide, win over, attack?"

Zhao Wang is silent, this is the method he gave the emperor back then.

"Uncle, you don't know. My health has been in trouble for a long time. After I died, I had no children. At that time, I was thinking, if I can't get rid of the nobles in Guanzhong when I am in power, I will wait for Zhaoer to succeed. How can he be the opponent of the nobles in Guanzhong?"

"Rely on Gao Xun's group of Shandong gentry?"

The emperor mocked: "Isn't that just a repeat of the Eastern Wei and Western Wei?"

Zhao Wang understood, he finally knew why the emperor did things at all costs, and it turned out that the root cause was here.

"The matter has come to this, it is useless to talk more." Zhao Wang took a sip of wine.

The emperor also drank a glass, put down the wine glass, and said with a light smile: "Speaking of which, I am really sorry for the ancestors of the Jiang family. I gave birth to three sons, and none of them became prosperous. The country that my father left me is now being destroyed. It's a mess, it's really embarrassing to see Daddy."

"You don't have to worry, Uncle will accompany you." Zhao Wang smiled.

Hearing this, the emperor was startled.

"Uncle, at this time, do you still want to make fun of me?"

Zhao Wangdao: "Why should I make fun of you? Do you really think that I will take over my brother's country?"

"Is not it?"

Zhao Wang sneered, "I am Ling, Shanling, the mountain of the Jin family. Back then, my elder brother told me that he hoped that one day I could become the backer king of the Jin Dynasty."

At this point, King Zhao said bitterly: "I failed to fulfill my elder brother's orders, after all, I am nothing more than a short peak."

The emperor said in disbelief: "Uncle, do you believe in Qingque so much, that he can make things happen?"

"I'm sure." King Zhao said firmly.

This surprised the emperor, he thought that King Zhao would do it himself.

"That kid, Qingque, is smart and alert, but it might not be that easy to fight wits and courage with those old foxes from the Shandong gentry."

"You can see it." Zhao Wang smiled slightly.

The emperor said: "Uncle, I'm about to die, but I'm not confused yet. Qingque has already entered Taiyuan, Zheng Shanyuan is the head of Shandong Qiwang, and Wang Hong is recommended by you to come back as an official. Pei Ju's clan has long followed Qingque Qingque, roughly speaking, they have already spotted Qingque."

"You are still as smart as ever." King Zhao praised.

The emperor waved his hand, "Let's talk about Qingque, uncle, aren't you afraid that Qingque will become those foolish emperors in the Eastern Wei Dynasty?"

Zhao Wang shook his head, "He won't, sometimes even I can't see through that kid."

Hearing this, the emperor frowned, he felt as if he had missed something, or rather, he seemed to have overlooked something about Qingque.

"What do you mean?"

Zhao Wang blinked, and said with a little pride: "Kuang'er, didn't you see that, that kid's temperament does not match his age."

Hearing this, the emperor was slightly taken aback.

It seems that this is really the case, that kid seems to have never done anything impulsive.

Think carefully and think carefully!
"So it is, so it is." The emperor suddenly understood.

Originally, he just thought that the child was Chicheng, smart, and quick-witted.

But after what Zhao Wang said, he felt that the child might be pretending on the surface!
"Unexpectedly, my uncle is so lucky." The emperor smiled.

Zhao Wangdao: "There is no good fortune, I owe him too much, and I will put this burden on his shoulders at the end, I hope he will not resent me."

The emperor laughed loudly, "It's not certain. If Qingque ascends the throne in the future, give me the posthumous title of 'Yang' and give you the posthumous title of 'Ling'. At that time, Emperor Jin Yang and Emperor Jin Ling will go together Under the Nine Springs, paying respects to Emperor Wu of Jin, that scene is a bit amusing when you think about it."

Zhao Wangwei was speechless, his posthumous title was "Ling Ling", chaotic but not harmful, it really fit him.

After drinking a pot of wine, the two of them felt warm and harmonious.

"I have spent dozens of New Year's Eves, and this is the most memorable one for me." The emperor said with emotion.

King Zhao didn't speak, and took out a piece of black and yellow silk from his sleeve.

"Kuanger, write an imperial decree."

The emperor chuckled and took the silk.

"I knew that uncle's wine is not good."

Zhao Wang smiled slightly, "Then do you write or not?"

"Write!" said the emperor, "I can write, but my uncle has to give me a promise."

"No, Qingque said that they are all clans, and the glory and wealth will not be without them."

The emperor laughed loudly, "Okay, Aunt, I will serve you with pen and ink, and fetch my great seal!"

"Yes."

A Weng turned around and went to the inner room, and brought back a platter covered with yellow silk.

The emperor opened the yellow juan, and on one side was the jade seal of the state, which contained all the four treasures of the study.

Zhao Wang personally ground it for the emperor, and the emperor spread Huangjuan on the ground and pressed it with Qinglongyu paperweight.

(End of this chapter)