Civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty, begging me to ascend the throne

Chapter 245 He Has Changed

"Are you still treating me like the child you once were?"

"Now that I have ascended the throne, even if it is a joke, my words are still an imperial decree. Do you want to resist the decree and disrespect it?"

But Jiang Yi didn't know who to direct his anger at?

Complain to your mother?
No, his mother, the Queen Mother, would definitely favor her brother, whom she had not seen for many years and was guarding the border for the country.

After much deliberation, Jiang Yi said angrily: "Go to Xuan Huai'an County to see the crown prince."

The prince of Huai'an County is Fu Sheng, Jiang Yi's companion and friend for more than ten years.

Ever since Li Yancheng went to war, this man had been living in the royal palace in the capital. He spent his days either sightseeing or having fun in the capital with a group of dandies.

Who knew that the cold-blooded prince would actually get along very well with those dandies.

Jiang Yi thought for a while about Fu Sheng following people around and having fun, but he didn't think about it at all.

In his eyes, Fu Sheng was insulated from the four words "living and drinking". Who would have expected that things would be like this?
Thinking of this, Jiang Yi realized that he hadn't seen him in a long time.

……

In the high-rise balcony of Xuanming Tower, a man was leaning on the railing. He smelled of alcohol. He was dressed gorgeously and had a valuable jade pendant around his waist. Coupled with his handsome face, even when he was drunk, he looked like a man. There was also a certain charm about his whole person, which made the little girl who poured him wine blush with embarrassment. The jug held up by her slender fingers trembled when it was empty, and finally filled the glass.

In addition to Fu Sheng, who was only focused on drinking, there were seven or eight richly dressed nobles in the room. Each of them had a family background that ordinary people could not afford to offend. They were also drinking, but they were not as indifferent as Fu Sheng. Drinking alone without any meaning.

The man standing by the window was wearing a purple coat with splendid patterns, and he was quite elegant. He just lost the bet, and now his handsome face was distorted, and he was worrying about those cups.

"I see you are sincerely trying to get me drunk... After these three drinks, my father will have to break my legs when I return home today."

"Why, Chang Heng is afraid?"

The people around him were cheering non-stop. They looked like they had been friends for a long time, and their words were teasing but not contemptuous.

Although this group of people looks similar to those dandy boys running rampant in the streets, they are actually much better.

After all, he has been strictly disciplined by his parents at home since he was a child, and he has been taught the six arts of a gentleman. Even if he is corrupted, it is just drinking and meeting beauties.

This is why Fu Sheng can get along so well with this group of people.

No one would ask him why he drank, and no one would obstruct him in any way that seemed concerned.

Behind the concern, there is a distant politeness. Unless you talk about other people's concerns personally, it is like admiring flowers, and you don't say much.

The person sitting on the couch in the south has fallen asleep leaning on the armrest.

Meng Liangchun, who drank three glasses of wine as soon as he walked in, was probably drunk and unconscious now.

But before he got drunk, he shouted that he didn't want to go back to the house, so everyone put him on the bed for the time being.After all, at least there are people here who can watch. If they are sent to the guest room here, who knows if someone will enter by mistake, or something unexpected will happen to him later...

Everyone in the room had something that was untouchable to others. The secret had appeared on their lips several times, but it had always been swallowed up by the person involved along with the wine.

Wine, what a good thing.

No wonder poets praise him as nectar and jade dew, while intoxicating people always call him nectar.

After a long drought, the rain comes, and the deep relief and intoxication it brings to the dreamland are far more than the seven or eight people in Xuanming Building.

By the time the guards led the eunuchs in the palace to open the door, half of the people in the room were already so drunk that they couldn't see anyone in front of them.

Those who were still awake couldn't help but rub their eyes, and thought to themselves: "What's going on?"

Before they could ask, Chongan glanced at the chaos in the room, and finally turned his attention to Fu Sheng, who was leaning on the railing and drinking.

In front of everyone, Chong'an said in a loud voice with a serious look on his face: "Your Majesty, please come with me to the palace."

Fu Sheng heard the voice and turned his head to look at Chong'an. His eyes seemed to be recognizing something. After a moment, he put down the wine in his hand.

As Chong'an left Xuanming Tower.

"Why is your Majesty looking for me?" Fu Sheng was startled by the cold wind downstairs, and he was already seventy percent awake.

He was not as indifferent as he showed, and the hands he inadvertently held beside him showed the unrest in his heart, which was the undercurrent hidden under the calm surface of the river.

"I want to talk to the Crown Prince. Your Majesty said that I haven't seen you for a long time..."

Facing Fu Sheng at this time, Chong'an was smiling and smiling, not as serious and cold as before.

The people in the palace are like this. Not to mention that they have all kinds of faces, but if they don't know the current affairs, they can't survive in the palace.

Although Fu Sheng had expected his attitude, no matter how many times, he was secretly surprised by how versatile these people were.

Anyway, he can't do it.

Apart from facing..., he seemed to have only this cold face of bitterness and hatred.

Imprinted into the bone marrow, like maggots.By the time they arrived at the gate of the palace in a carriage, and then walked quickly to the gate of Chongguang Hall under the leadership of Chong'an, more than half an hour had passed.

Jiang Yi in the palace was still reviewing the memorials out of boredom, but his eyes were always looking towards the entrance of the palace involuntarily.

Even the flowers of praise in his hand were nothing but flattery in Jiang Yi's eyes.

After reading it hurriedly, he approved it and put it in the pile of documents beside him.

Jiang Yi moved his ears and couldn't help but raise his head again and look outside the hall.

Outside the hall, Chong'an was bowing and leading Fu Sheng into the hall.

Fu Sheng first gave a shallow salute. Before he could start, Jiang Yi put down the obstructive document in his hand, got up from the chair decorated with nine-headed golden dragons, and walked quickly to Fu Sheng.

"You kid..." He first looked at Fu Sheng's clothes with a smile, as if he could smell the smell of alcohol on him.

"Going to drink again?"

Jiang Yi raised his eyes and asked, his words not harsh, with a playful smile.

Fu Sheng opposite him still had the same cold face, but the corners of his mouth curved slightly, making his whole person more humane.

In response to His Majesty Jiang Yi's question, Fu Sheng said helplessly: "I have behaved inappropriately before the Emperor. Please don't blame me."

Jiang Yi circled around him, finally calmed down his interest, and returned to the Dragon Throne.

This actually made Fu Sheng feel a lot better. He subconsciously opened his mouth slightly to inhale the air in the palace.

"sit down."

Jiang Yi said.

Fu Sheng also sat down in his seat and began to play the role of a confidant to relieve His Majesty's worries.

"Why is Your Majesty so frowning? Are you busy with state affairs?"

Fu Sheng sat upright in his seat, looking at His Majesty the superior with some concern in his eyes.

Jiang Yi no longer concealed anything from Fu Sheng, and no longer suppressed the anger in his heart.

He sighed first, and his eyes gradually darkened, like the stars in the night sky that were about to go silent, losing their luster and about to lose their light.

"It's not a border matter..."

As he spoke, Jiang Yi took out another deep breath, and the white air quickly dissipated into dust in the air.Fu Sheng said that he was all ears, and he still knew a little about the situation between the government and the opposition.

In the past few days, he first heard about the great victory at the border and then about Li Yancheng's death in battle. He was intoxicated with the aroma of wine for several days and couldn't get up.

Li Yancheng was nothing more than a friendship between colleagues.

After his death, tens of millions of people mourned and cried for him. Although he was no less sad, Fu Sheng did feel a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Besides, Li Yancheng died...she should be sad too.

Fu Sheng gradually became distracted, his eyes glazed over in the void, as if he saw the girl playing after him on the road with light blue flowers in full bloom, calling "Brother Fu Sheng".

However...the fate is shallow, and we will never be able to see each other again in this life.

"dont you agree……"

When Fu Sheng looked up from his illusion, he heard Jiang Yi complaining and asking.

He pursed his lips and responded perfunctorily: "Of course, Your Majesty, you should relax..."

These words of snake oil are enough for him to cope with most social activities and parties. On weekdays, he looks like this.

But luckily, Jiang Yi was really comforted by these words.

Jiang Yi had only met his uncle briefly a few times. Cheng Qian had been guarding the southern border all these years and had never left.

Although there were a lot of letters and gifts brought to Jiang Yi, Jiang Yi could only outline the outline of his uncle, but he had never seen him in detail.

He heard his father talk about it, and it was in a praising tone, full of pride and showoff.

He also heard his mother talk about it, which was more tender and silent.

His mother-in-law would tell him about his uncle's martial arts practice when he was a child, and sometimes some interesting stories about his uncle being chased by the neighbor's fierce dog.

These descriptions allowed Jiang Yi to gradually have an impression of this person.

However, it is just an impression.For others, Jiang Yi didn't have that much warmth to give to this 'stranger'.

He already has a sister, a mother, and a large group of brothers.

Now that he is on the throne that is worshiped by thousands of people, Jiang Yi regards Cheng Qian more as a minister than his uncle.

A minister who has outstanding ability and contribution, will not betray him, and is protected by blood.

But now such a person, a minister, actually ignored his orders.

And like coaxing a child, he fooled the monarch.

This is something Jiang Yi cannot tolerate.

"Does he think my idea is bad? I am working so hard just for the sake of Daxia..."

Jiang Yi kept complaining to Fu Sheng, spitting and chattering non-stop. The sound of flies lingering in his ears while sleeping was even more uncomfortable.

Fu Sheng opened his eyes, and while listening to His Majesty's complaints in confusion, he was thinking in his heart and sorting out the context of the matter.

After Jiang Yi stopped speaking, Fu Sheng immediately opened his mouth and asked, "Did your Majesty have a disagreement with General Cheng?"

Jiang Yi paused for a moment and nodded.

His complexion was slightly better than before, and his whole person was a little more energetic.

"Yes, the old general does not understand the situation in the court."

Jiang Yi said sharply, his eyes looking at the celadon vase next to the pillar with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

"Now that we can fight, let's fight another victorious battle. In this way, the worries of the imperial court and the crisis of the national treasury can be relieved."

Jiang Yi clarified his thoughts. His idea was to completely eliminate foreign troubles first. After all, they had the advantage at this time.

The biggest doubts and sense of urgency come from the deficit in the national treasury and the possible counterattack by Qingyi.

Because of this incident, Jiang Yi hasn't had a good sleep for several days.

Even in a dream, those things filled the sky with fire and the sound of swords and fighting continued.

Jiang Yi, who woke up from a nightmare, covered his face with his hands, panic and uneasiness drowning him like a river.

He tried hard to recall the location of the dream, but he still couldn't see clearly. Was that place full of corpses Qingyi?
It was still Daxia, still in the palace beneath his feet.

Jiang Yi, frightened by the nightmare, could not contain his fear of Qing Yi.

Once they took away my sister, two sisters.

They fought all the way to Sishui River and demonstrated against Daxia and his father across the river.

That was a shame Jiang Yi could never forget.

To pursue the victory!We must thoroughly punish and even kill those barbarians who covet the Central Plains! !

This is the most thorough and authentic thought deep in Jiang Yi's heart.

He doesn't want any hidden dangers, he wants a big victory.

Li Yancheng's death will not be in vain, and those soldiers at the border will not die in vain.

And Daxia will usher in ten or even 20 years of peace, an era of peace without war.

Jiang Yi wanted to turn Daxia into a powerful country in those short ten or twenty years, a country that was not afraid of Qingyi attacks and was rich and powerful.

This is the expectation and desire hidden in his words.

For this wish, he would confront his mature ministers tit for tat and try to get them to go in his own direction.

The more kind people are, the more terrifying they are when they are paranoid.

Fu Sheng lowered his eyebrows, and the smell of alcohol on his body had not yet dissipated.It was a smell that made him feel sick.The black eyelashes flickered, revealing his deep ink eyes.

"Your Majesty is worrying too much...General Cheng is good at defending the city, maybe it's better this way?"

Fu Sheng spoke very casually, as if he didn't care at all about making Jiang Yi unhappy.

Sure enough, when he heard Fu Sheng's defense for General Cheng, Jiang Yi frowned, his eyes became evil, and even his words became a little more harsh.

"Even if this is the case, I am the king and he is the minister. Even so, he must listen to me."

Jiang Yi's tone was a little more arrogant.

Such Jiang Yi made Fu Sheng feel a bit strange.

The prince Jiang Yi who used to smile at everyone would never say these words to his uncle.

This realization made Fu Sheng couldn't help but move his lips, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just let out a breath of anger that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time.

After a moment, the white breath he exhaled disappeared without a trace.

(End of this chapter)