The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 373
The emperor went to Luoyang to worship the ancestors, but it took only half a day, and Chao Zhongwen and Wu hadn't recovered yet. In the afternoon when they arrived, King Yong entered the city and invited them from the mansion to the palace one by one.

Many people are still in a state of confusion, but when they heard the words ". Estimated time, His Majesty should be back soon." How could they not understand what happened.

Those who walked closest to the emperor, such as Zhang Hanjie, Zhao Yan and others, kept their faces down and did not dare to speak. The beads of sweat they secreted kept streaking across the corners of their eyebrows, dripping down their chins and dripping down their robes. Xiang, but the scribes over there just closed their eyes and bowed their heads, without even looking at them.

"Why doesn't this guy talk today?"

"Or, signal him."

"With your eyes closed, he can't see?"

While several people were whispering, in the Golden Luan Hall, they remembered Geng Qing's second sentence after entering the hall, which made their pores terrified.

The figure stepping on the imperial steps caressed the corner of the dragon case, walked to the dragon chair, Geng Qing picked up the white jade pen holder carved with cloud dragons, and clicked his tongue.

"The emperor is not ordinary. The one he used to sit on is much better than us. Tsk tsk, this chair is also the same. I don't know how many people have broken their heads and lost their lives to sit on it."

Geng Qing's eyes are on the dragon chair. The chair body is spacious and magnificent, covered with golden cushions. There is a blazing sun in the middle of the back of the chair. Cloud patterns are carved on the left and right. Two dragon bodies are entangled. Mutually.

"You said, as King Yong, it won't be a problem if you sit down for a while?"

Geng Qing looked at the civil and military people below with a smile, almost all of them were dumbfounded, and finally got angry and rushed out: "Geng Qing, you are my King Yong of the Great Liang, how can you say such outrageous words!"

"According to seniority, His Majesty has to call me uncle today." Geng Qing patted the dragon's head, smiling unabated: "This big rebellion shouldn't be used on Gu, right? Don't talk to Gu about the distinction between monarch and minister. When Taizu is still alive, It is commensurate with the lonely brother."

Suddenly, the dragon case was slammed, and the voice was raised.

"Taizu's revenge, I avenged; I messed with me; Your Majesty ascended the throne, and I was the one who helped him up. Who dares to talk to Gu about treason and injustice, and beat him to death!"

Huang Chao's rebels entered Chang'an, experienced Xizong, Zhaozong, Li Keyong, Zhu Wen, there are few people in the world who can have such an experience, and the only one left is King Yong. The power can be described as intertwined. It's just as simple as Chang'an on the surface.

From Longzhou and Shazhou in the west to Yunzhou in Taiyuan, the Central Plains, and even Shu in the north, there are people from him, or they have good acquaintances and occupy important positions.

It can be seen that he can enter Kaifeng quietly, and the capital of Daliang is almost defenseless in front of him.

Come whenever you want, no one can keep you if you want to leave.

In the hall, there was no sound.

It took a long while before someone said, "King Yong, what are you going to do?"

The figure holding the dragon table above did not answer him. He scratched the legs of the table with his fingertips and returned to the dragon chair. Geng Qing said with a slight smile, "I haven't been back to the court for ten years. I originally wanted to spend my life in Chang'an." In the past year, it’s fine to live this life in style, but I heard that there are some personalities in the court who have the power to tell stories, sell officials and nobles, fish and meat the common people, and even dare to withhold the money that was given to the court. What a great official authority! , Do you want them to be court officials for a few more years, just thinking about riding on a lonely head?"

In the midst of civil and military affairs, Zhang Hanjie's brother and his servant Zhao Yan's complexion changed, his legs under the robe were trembling crazily, and his whole body trembled, almost unable to stand up and about to fall down.

"King Yong."

Someone stood up and was about to speak. Geng Qing on the imperial steps raised his hand to tell the other party to shut up. The smile on his face gradually cooled down. Looking at the government's taxes and taxes, and the policies that benefit the country and the people in the past few years, I feel lonely and heartbroken. My brother's hard-earned foundation has become so riddled with holes."

"There is also the matter of Wei Bo's silver guns serving the Jiejun. General Yang is here, nothing happened. Once he left, why did the whole army defect and join Li Cunxu? A good Hebei, let people take it for nothing, who came up with a bad idea behind his back ?Don't expect to shirk responsibility, you court officials are becoming more and more unreliable in your affairs. The old man is the support of the dignified beams. Face?!"

Geng Qing's words were calm and indifferent, and there were no dirty words in his mouth, but all the young civil and military men in the court were cursing, with their heads bowed and their faces flushed, unable to refute.

"This time I'm going back to court alone, I just want to mention the outline of the court."

The voice fell decisively, and the hall was dead silent. Zhang Hanjie and others had already had weak legs and sat slumped on the ground. Courageous.

"Report!"

In the quietness of the hall, someone ordered the rider to rush to the square, get off his horse and go all the way to the gate of the palace, "I report to King Yong, the envoy has brought His Majesty back to the city, and it is time to enter the imperial city."

"Go down."

Geng Qing waved his hand to let Ling ride down, then glanced at the people below, smiled and hummed, and casually waved his hands at the guarding soldiers in the hall.

The leader of the team, the lieutenant, understood, and beckoned to bring more than a dozen people with knives and guns to the right group of officials. He pushed the already paralyzed Zhang Hanjie brothers and his servant Zhao Yan out of the crowd and threw them into the middle of the aisle. The person kneeled down to the ground.

Not long after, the sound of galloping horses stopped in the square outside. More than a hundred cavalry followed the generals and dismounted. Fu Daozhao walked in front with eight short spears, and Xie Yanzhang, Wang Yanzhang, He Gui and other Kyoto generals followed. .

Among them, Wang Yanzhang was carrying one person in his hand, his robes were in disarray, and his hair was hanging loosely on his shoulders. He looked in horror at the palace that was getting closer and closer. Familiar faces were looking over from inside.

"Don't let me go in, General Wang, you and I have a game, how about just outside?"

"To kill or to cut"

Amidst the chattering begging for forgiveness, Wang Yanzhang glanced at him, this is the emperor, those who are greedy for life and afraid of death really humiliated the great ancestor!
Thinking about it, he stepped into the gate of the palace, threw Zhu Youzhen directly onto the main hall, and with several other generals, they bowed their hands together and knelt down to salute, with mixed voices.

"The last general Wang Yanzhang (Fu Daozhao, He Gui, Xie Yanzhang) paid a visit to King Yong—"

"Several generals have worked hard, join the ranks!"

Geng Qing stood on the imperial steps and nodded towards them. Wang, Xie, and He hadn't seen each other for ten years, and even the latter had never met each other, but they exchanged letters. Xie and He even exchanged letters. There were personal grievances, and after Geng Qing knew about them, it took several years to resolve them by writing letters one by one, otherwise they would not have lived together in harmony.

As Geng Qing's words passed, several people got up to thank the gift, but they did not enter the line, but stood outside the group of officials in two lines. This detail was obviously to distinguish it from Chao Wenwu.

Over there, Zhu Youzhen, who fell on the ground, shuddered when he heard the familiar but unfamiliar words, and hurriedly got up, without looking at Zhang Hanjie, Zhao Yan and others kneeling in front of him, he turned towards the man standing on the imperial steps. The figure clasped its hands and bowed again.

"Uncle, don't you come here unharmed? Oh no, Youzhen greeted you."

The cryptic begging words made the surrounding officials frown slightly, and started whispering with their colleagues.

'This is not what the emperor should look like. '

'It's so embarrassing! '

'How could Your Majesty do this before my courtiers are not polite! '

"What's your face?"

Although the voices are small, they can be mixed together, and there is a buzzing noise in the hall. Zhu Youzhen naturally heard a few words, panting heavily with a red face, took a deep breath, and straightened her expression, but her voice was still a little trembling .

"Why did my uncle come to Kaifeng suddenly? It's better for me to greet him in person. There's no need for some generals to escort me."

"How did Gu come, His Majesty should know in his heart, you and I won't break it." Geng Qing flicked his wide sleeves, walked back to the dragon chair, and sat on it casually with a lift of his robe, "But today, when you enter the palace, you will be alone." You have to mention Chao Gang, otherwise you will be sorry for your brother's entrustment."

Sitting on the dragon chair with such a big horse and golden knife, Zhu Youzhen's pupils were constricted, and she grabbed the corner of her robe with one hand, gritted her teeth and squeezed out a sound.

"Uncle likes that chair, Youzhen will give it to Uncle another day."

"Don't interrupt—"

Geng Qing yelled violently, startling Zhu Youzhen. The lingering sound echoed in the main hall. He leaned on the armrest and turned around slightly: "I have been emperor for 11 years, so I think it looks like this? If I had known this, I might as well have let Zhu Yougui continue to be an emperor." go down!"

Standing up and walking down the imperial steps, Zhu Youzhen retreated two steps subconsciously, and looked at Geng Qing who was approaching step by step, "King Yong, what do you mean by saying this? I am the Son of Heaven, you want to usurp the throne?!"

The pair of shoes that came over stopped a few steps away, and Geng Qing sneered sneer.

"Gu can help you up, but also drive you down."

He raised his hand and waved at Zhang Hanjie and others who were kneeling on the ground. The soldiers shook the armor leaves, came up with knives and guns, and dragged Zhang Hanjie and others outside the hall. ''Help, Your Majesty! The one who arrived disappeared outside the hall, and the sound disappeared.

The hall returned to silence, and one after another panting sounds could be heard.

Geng Qing's face was cold, and he suddenly slapped Zhu Youzhen on the shoulder, who almost knelt down in shock, and heard the voice whispering in his ear: "You are the emperor, but you must have heard the words 'the emperor is incompetent, and the minister will fight it', right?" ? Gu has not been involved in government affairs for 11 years, just want to see His Majesty's growth, but unfortunately Gu is too disappointed."

As he spoke, Geng Qing stretched out his hand, and Jiuyu handed over the previous saber to him, and showed it to Zhu Youzhen and all the officials in the hall.

"Do you still recognize this sword? It was Taizu who suffered a disaster in the past. He put it in Gu's hand and knelt down for Gu on the bank of the Yellow River—"

Shouting violently and exploding, Zhu Youzhen looked at the blue scabbard, the hilt embedded with agate, and instinctively knelt down on both knees, Jiuyu tilted his head, and the two eunuchs stepped forward wisely, carefully The emperor took off his robe and stepped aside.

"Gu today will be punished on behalf of the Taizu!"

next moment.

The scabbard slammed on Zhu Youzhen's white and tender back, and a blood mark was immediately made. He bared his teeth and yelled out in pain. Then, he slammed hard on his back, his skin was ripped apart, and a large amount of blood flowed out.

"Uncle, don't hit me. I admit my mistake. If I don't learn well, can I change it in the future?!"

The answer to him was the third yank, and finally he couldn't take it anymore, he threw himself on the ground, his back was covered in blood.

Bah!
The fourth time it was pulled out, the flesh and blood became blurred, and the lying figure rolled his eyes, knocked his head on the floor and passed out.

The fifth time they arrived, five soldiers came in from outside the hall with wooden trays, and each tray contained a head. They were Zhang Hanjie and Zhao Yan.

Geng Qing stopped, glanced at the five heads, threw away the sword, waved outwards, and at the same time took the heads off, Zhu Youzhen, who had fainted from pain, was also taken down.

"The Son of Heaven has no way, so I will punish him on behalf of my elder brother. The pain of flesh and blood has already been punished, so we can't let it go like this, and imprison Your Majesty in the harem, and we will make a decision later!"

His eyes swept around.

"Misters, who has any objections?"

On both sides of the hall, figures bowed and cupped their hands, shouting in unison like a tsunami: "Your servant will obey King Yong's order."

"That's good."

Geng Qing wiped his hands, turned around and strode towards the side hall, threw the handkerchief away, and flicked the sleeves of his robe along the way.

The voice also spread in the hall.

"Disperse!"

(End of this chapter)