I am not a deposed emperor of Han Dynasty

Chapter 516: The world is peaceful, why did your Majesty send tens of thousands of Han troops to Chang'an! ?

Wei Xian saw that Wei Xuancheng remained silent, so he took the initiative to ask: "Xuancheng, what do you think of this?"

"What is father referring to?" Wei Xuancheng asked calmly.

"The things of yesterday, the things of today, and the things of tomorrow." Wei Xian also said vaguely.

What happened yesterday refers to Wei Xian's obstruction of the New Deal at every turn, becoming the most stubborn courtier in the court.

What happened today refers not only to Wei Xian, Zhang Anshi and others who knelt down to remonstrate and were expelled, but also to the emperor's suppression of wealthy families.

Tomorrow's affairs not only refer to the emperor's summons to Chang'an court officials for a grand meeting, but also refer to the future trend and direction of the court.

"A few months ago, my father made an agreement with me, agreeing that father and son would no longer discuss court matters." Wei Xuancheng gave his own answer.

"Now and then, burning the stove at both ends may not be a good idea. The county magistrate does not have to deal with one family, but all the wealthy families..."

"Even if you keep His Majesty's heart burning brightly and temporarily gain reuse and trust in the court, I'm afraid it will all be in vain in the end."

"Look at Zhang Anshi and Bingji. They made great contributions when they defeated Huo. Aren't they beaten like dogs in mourning today?"

"My Webster School has been quite prominent in the past few months, but after all, I haven't made such a big contribution. It would be easier for Your Majesty to abandon it."

Wei Xian usually looks old-fashioned and stubborn, but in fact it is just a disguise, and his judgment of the general trend of the world is still very accurate.

When he said this, he sighed repeatedly, and when he talked about the desolation, he even began to wipe away tears half-seriously.

But Wei Xuancheng, who was sitting in front of him, remained seated on the couch from beginning to end, unmoved, and his expression did not change at all.

"What does the father want his son to do by saying this?" Wei Xuancheng then asked.

"When you see the magistrate on weekdays, you should give more advice and let the magistrate consider the world..."

"Although Da Honglu doesn't have any real power, when dealing with political affairs, if you can, you should favor the famous families. Don't be too serious."

"Do you understand what your father wants?"

Wei Xian's words almost overturned the original strategy of burning the stove at both ends and asked Wei Xuancheng to return to the camp of the aristocratic family.

"Father, my son understands." Wei Xian said calmly.

"Okay, you must listen to what I said today."

"promise!"

After Wei Xuancheng saluted again, he left the flower hall.

Watching his eldest son gradually disappearing into the night, he still felt a little uneasy for some reason.

My son has been taciturn since he was a child, and the city is so deep that even his father can't see through it.

Did Wei Xuancheng really listen to what Wei Xian just said? He didn't dare confirm.

The father and son unknowingly fell into a dilemma of mutual suspicion. Until the last moment, Wei Xian could not see through Wei Xuancheng's position.

If given the choice, Wei Xian would rather not have agreed upon this "burning the stove at both ends" strategy with Wei Xuancheng.

But there is no room for retreat now.

When Wei Xian was suspicious, Wei Xuancheng stood outside the main entrance of Wei's house, thoughtful.

The carriage stopped outside the door, but he didn't get on the carriage. Instead, he kept looking up at the word "Wei" on the plaque.

The words Wei Xian just said echoed in his ears.

Every sentence seems to make sense, but if it makes sense, does he have to listen?

A burst of cicada chirping suddenly sounded, interrupting Wei Xian's time-worn words. In the high-pitched sound, Wei Xian heard the emperor's usual passionate words.

The latter is much more deviant than the former, but for some reason, it is more attractive to Wei Xuancheng.

If his father and the emperor represent two big men, then they must be two completely different big men.

The big man in Wei Xian's heart is a majestic, old and decayed man; the big man in the emperor's heart is a crazy, young and vigorous man.

Comparing the two together, Wei Xuancheng naturally yearns for the latter.

Thinking of this, Wei Xuancheng's doubts about "loyalty and filial piety" disappeared, and he knew how to proceed.

"Father, what you said before was correct." After Wei Xuancheng said this to himself, he turned around and got into the carriage.

Amidst the ringing of carriage bells, the carriage gradually disappeared into darkness.

……

Chang'an is destined to have no sleep tonight.

One night was enough for the visitors to deliver the orders of the imperial meeting to all the officials.

This order is very tough and leaves no room for bargaining.

Regardless of whether they are willing or not, officials with more than 600 shi must participate in the court meeting.

The next day, at the beginning of the morning, the heavy door of the north gate of Chang'an City slowly opened with a dry "crunch-" sound.

Four battalions of 10,000 men including the Zhongbao Colonel, Shesheng Colonel, Infantry Colonel and Huben Colonel passed through the north gate in a mighty manner.

Amidst the bursts of iron whistles and passwords, these ten thousand elite Han troops dispersed in all directions of Chang'an City in an orderly manner, blocking the key passages everywhere.

At the same time, a total of 15,000 people, including the third captain Qi Menlang and the third captain Chaqi Lang, belonging to the Southern Army, filed in through the west gate.

Compared with the scattered Northern Army, the six battalions of the Southern Army had clearer goals: Mingguang Palace, Changle Palace and Weiyang Palace.

Each palace is guarded by a battalion of gatekeepers and a battalion of charioteers, a total of 5,000 people, which can be said to be heavily guarded.

In addition to the more than 20,000 Southern and Northern troops, all the 2,500 patrol soldiers under Zhi Jinwu were also mobilized to guard various government offices, arsenals, imperial prisons and other important places.

As for the soldiers and swordsmen in Weiyang Palace and Changle Palace, they were all ready to go, wearing armor and holding swords, with solemn expressions.

In just half an hour, these thirty to forty thousand elite soldiers were in their respective positions under the leadership of their respective generals.

The Southern Army and the Northern Army restrained each other, and the inside and outside of the city complemented each other. The huge Chang'an City was surrounded like an iron barrel.

No matter which troop they are, they are all "new troops" trained by the emperor himself in the past few months.

From generals to soldiers, everyone has been selected at all levels, and they have very few ties to aristocratic families.

The new army loyal to the emperor entered the city quietly, of course not to cause rebellion, but to warn certain people not to cause rebellion.

……

When the first ray of sunlight crossed the city gate and shone into Chang'an City, many dazzling lights lit up in the streets and alleys.

In the past, it was "dark clouds pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it", but today it is "the golden scales of armor opening towards the sun".

At the time of Maozheng, the doors of official houses in Chang'an City, regardless of their size, were opened one after another.

Officials of different ranks, wearing various robes and ribbons, filed out from the door, got on their own carriages, and anxiously rushed to Weiyang Palace. Rushing all the way to the northwest, we soon saw the numerous and murderous armored soldiers.

Whether he is a high-ranking cabinet bachelor or a Jingzhao Yin County warden with only 600 shi, he can feel the spirit of war and iron.

Thinking of the turmoil in the North Square of Weiyang Palace yesterday, all the officials and courtiers felt a little out of breath.

Especially those courtiers who self-righteously believed that "the emperor showed his power yesterday and will show mercy today", they felt that something was wrong.

When the emperor mobilized his army into the city, was there any intention to appease the court?

Could it be that the emperor suffered from madness some time ago and has completely lost his mind?

However, what kind of irrational emperor would arrange these tens of thousands of elite soldiers in such a neat and orderly manner?

……

In the North Square of Weiyang Palace, the carriages with different stamps and badges were parked at different locations under the guidance of the visitors: all officials could only enter the palace on foot.

Those with high moral standards will have their cars parked in prominent places; those with low moral standards, their cars will be parked in corners; those with insignificant qualities will have their cars parked outside the Beique Square.

The owner of Weiyang Palace seems to be using this method to remind visitors that everyone should settle down and perform their duties.

In the most conspicuous place outside the north gate, six security vehicles were parked alone - belonging to the six cabinet bachelors in Beijing.

Zhang Anshi was the cabinet bachelor who arrived the latest. After he got off the car, he saw Liu De, Bingji and Wei Xian waiting by the car.

As for Zhao Chongguo and Han Zeng, they usually kept a distance from them, but they thought they had entered the palace in advance at this time.

Zhang Anshi quickly walked over and greeted the other three people.

When asking each other about their injuries, several people naturally sighed again, and their heartache was beyond words.

"Mr. Zhang, is it possible that the county magistrate wants to punish us today?" Liu De was seriously injured, with a bruised nose and swollen face. He was very pitiful.

"Jiande is worried too much. The county magistrate knows that we are loyal and will not do such foolish things." Zhang Anshi advised.

"In public, we drove the patrol guards to beat the important officials of the court with sticks. When has such a scandal ever happened in the Han Dynasty? I, Liu De, am ashamed of the Liu clan's ancestral temple." Liu De said sadly.

"Don't say this unreasonably. If you want to blame it, blame the cruel official Anle. The county magistrate was also deceived by the cruel official." Zhang Anshi dissuaded.

"This is obviously..."

"Jiande!" Zhang Anshi raised his hand again to stop Liu De from continuing.

In this matter, if you don't weigh it, you won't be able to weigh it four times, but if you weigh it, you can't stop it even if it weighs a thousand pounds.

Regardless of whether what happened yesterday was ordered by the emperor or Anle acted without authorization, Zhang Anshi and others could only point the finger at Anle.

There must be no dissatisfaction or accusation against the emperor - especially now, when the emperor's murderous intention is at its peak and he is worried that there is no one to kill.

Zhang Anshi looked nervously at the hurried officials around him. Fortunately, no one was too close to them.

Nowadays, Chang'an City is full of embroidered clothes messengers, and everyone may be developed into an embroidered clothes guard. Even if you speak at home, you have to be careful.

"The county magistrate is a wise and sage warrior. Even if he makes some small mistakes, he still has his faults. We just have to be a loyal minister. How can we have any resentment?"

"It is our greatest duty as ministers to speak out and give advice. Even if the magistrate does not listen for a while, we must follow the instructions and be good at it."

"There are tens of thousands of armored men in Chang'an City now, so we can't act rashly. If we keep the green hills, we won't be afraid of running out of firewood."

When Zhang Anshi said the last few words, he deliberately lowered his voice very low. Although the meaning was pointed out, he did not make it clear.

Including Liu De, the other cabinet bachelors all felt helpless and unwilling.

"Bear the humiliation and bear the burden, Mr. Zhang is right." Bingji also sighed.

More and more officials were coming and going, but when they passed by Zhang Anshi and others, they all took a few steps away to avoid saluting him.

What happened yesterday has not yet been determined, and officials seemed not to want to get too close to these cabinet bachelors.

Some people are afraid of the heat, and some people really don't agree with their actions - the public support of the Han Dynasty is not entirely with Zhang Anshi and the others.

"I, Liu De, never thought that one day, the world of Han Dynasty would become like this!" Liu De looked around and sighed again.

"Don't be so pessimistic in Jiande. Giving both kindness and power is overbearing..."

"Today's grand court meeting may be just the time when the county magistrate wants to put an end to the chaos of this period."

"My authority has been established, and I will show mercy today."

Zhang Anshi is mature and prudent. He has been an official for two generations. He prides himself on being able to see through the methods used by emperors to manipulate people's hearts.

Although the city of Chang'an was full of soldiers today, he still regarded this action as a demonstration before the emperor showed mercy.

"I hope everything goes as Ziru expected. It would be a blessing if the county officials could take a step back or be more considerate of the wealthy families!" Wei Xian said.

"Don't worry, Mr. Wei Ge. The county magistrate is smart and sage. He will definitely see clearly at this time. It's getting late. I'll wait until I enter the palace." Zhang Anshi asked again.

"promise!"

A few people were able to put some distance between them, and one after another walked towards the wide-open north gate of Weiyang Palace. Like ants, they got into the somewhat deep doorway.

Zhang Anshi stayed at the end. Before he took a step, he couldn't help but turn around and look up at the twin towers towering above his head, feeling an unprecedented pressure.

Naturally, he would not have thought that Huo Guang had the same feeling when he entered the palace for the last time a few months ago.

The higher you stand, the more intuitively you feel the pressure of the emperor's authority.

Zhang Anshi kept looking at it until his eyes became a little sore, and finally turned around and slowly walked towards the dark north gate.

……

The front hall cannot accommodate more than a thousand people.

The officials who can stand in the front hall today have a rank of at least Qianshi.

As for the officials below Qian Shi, they were there to serve as foils and could only stay in formation on Danqi outside the court hall.

Fortunately, the sky was clear today and the wind was gentle. There was no wind, rain, or snow, so it was quite pleasant to stand outside the palace.

Liu He specially arranged a large number of visitors to be responsible for conveying news, and they would convey important orders from inside the palace to outside the palace from time to time.

Even if there is no time to spread the news, a servant will hand-record the ins and outs of such an important court meeting, and then send it to the "Chang'an Monthly" for circulation throughout the world.

This has become an established practice since the Shiqu Pavilion Debate.

Liu He wore the full emperor's robes and crown and sat on the dragon couch, his expression solemn and silent.

Fan Ke, the attendant, was sitting quietly behind a small case in front of the emperor, with pen, ink, paper and inkstones already prepared.

After several months of practice, the waiter Fan Ke has mastered calligraphy, and his handwriting speed is unmatched by anyone.

At this moment, both the monarch and his ministers were ready to fight with the important officials in the court.

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