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

This conversation changed nothing, and even made Jiang Yi feel even more depressed.

Fu Sheng's words were always slightly biased towards Cheng Qian, whom he had never met, but towards Jiang Yi, his friend who had been with him since childhood, he only offered some comfort and seemed particularly indifferent.

After chatting for a few words, Jiang Yi had no desire to continue talking.

This man is still so unlikeable, he is not as good at talking as the jester in the palace.

Jiang Yi recently had a 'new favorite'. This person was originally a member of the Ministry of Civil Affairs. He was a low-key official from the fifth rank. He could not even enter the Chongguang Hall.

In the past few days, Jiang Yi had been trying to implement the imperial examination, but it was finally done after several obstructions from the officials.

Originally, Jiang Yi hurriedly planned to start the exam at the end of the year, but in the end he could not withstand persuasion and changed it to after the spring of next year.

The person who persuaded Jiang Yi to change his mind was Fan Qing, who handed Jiang Yi the scientific examination schedule that day.

From Jiang Yi's point of view, this man was a talented person who had been buried.

He can do things and speak. If he hadn't been busy these days and planned to complete some detailed arrangements before closing the files at the end of the year, Jiang Yi would probably ask him to talk again.

At first, Jiang Yi didn't treat Fan Qing as a jester or a sycophant, but one day Fan Qing mockingly told Jiang Yi about it, but he thought it was no big deal.

"Your Majesty is in a high position, but every move he makes is watched by countless people. Although I am the fish in the pond, but now I have been appreciated by His Majesty, this is nothing..."

Look, this is what makes people feel comfortable talking.

Now Jiang Yi looked at Fu Sheng's cold face, as if it were the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, and felt uncomfortable.

His mind changed and he thought that he might as well invite Fu Sheng over for a banquet during the Chinese New Year.

Then the two chatted for a few more words and managed to get along on the surface.

Then Fu Sheng got up and resigned knowingly. Jiang Yi tactfully persuaded him to stay a few times before letting him go.

When the body gradually moved away from Chongguang Hall, Jiang Yi looked at the figure and gradually became stunned, and the chaotic thoughts in his head slowly swayed.

for a while
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." Chong'an smiled, disturbing Jiang Yi's daze. Seeing His Majesty looking at him, his eyes gradually became clear.

"Your Majesty, it's time for dinner." Chong'an clapped his hands, and the dishes were served to the table like running water.

Today's dinner was as usual. Jiang Yi had been accustomed to eating palace dishes since he was a child. Now he took a few bites and put down his chopsticks.

"How is Jing'an doing today?" Jiang Yi asked, tilting his head.

Jiang Yi has been in a bad mood these days and doesn't go to the harem often, but every day he has to take a look at his soft and cuddly little daughter who has just learned to walk.

Last time, Jing'an smiled happily at him and tugged on the hem of his clothes, unwilling to let him leave.

When Jiang Yi thought of this, a bit of tenderness and fatherly love surged in his heart.

His complexion also improved, and a smile gradually appeared.

"Princess Jing'an has just finished dinner and is playing now." Chong'an continued cheerfully.

"Maybe I'm thinking of His Majesty."

Jiang Yi smiled and got up from the dragon-carved chair and said, "You naughty boy, let's go... I'll go see Jing'an again."

"Yes"

……

The turn of autumn and winter-Bamboo Forest Garden
When Jiang Sile woke up early this morning, he saw a figure in front of his eyes.

Originally, since her eyes were full of hallucinations, she could hardly see anyone unless she was within five meters.

But at this moment, in a daze, a person suddenly appeared in front of him.

The man was wearing worn-out armor, with many knife marks on the armor. The original black clothes seemed to be dyed red by blood, and the dark red cloth was faintly black.

Jiang Yi suddenly woke up, her eyes widened, and she looked at the person.

This man looked like Li Yancheng no matter how he looked.

Yes, she couldn't get it wrong.

This is Li Yancheng.

After Keren was confirmed, countless questions followed.

Is he really dead?

Why did he appear in front of her?

Is it an illusion?But why does such an illusion occur?
Countless questions rushed towards Jiang Sile, making her stunned and frowning.

But the next second, when she looked carefully again, the figure suddenly disappeared.

This shocked Jiang Sile, and she stared at the spot blankly.

"Did you read it wrong?"

Jiang Sile muttered to himself.

……

Chengzhou City

Inside the handsome camp

General Cheng was wiping the sword on his waist with a cloth. The sword was slender and sharp, shining silver in the candlelight.The sword has beautiful lines and a few scratches on the edge. It can be seen that this is a good sword with age.

"This sword has been with me for more than forty years, but it is still sharp. Although it cannot be said to be as sharp as iron, but it can be seen with a sword against the Qingyi people..."

General Cheng boasted to the deputy general beside him.

The old man didn't seem to feel the danger of the situation at all and took his time calmly.

The lieutenant who followed him was about the same age as him, with gray hair, but luckily he still had a hairpin on his head. Now he was dragging his armor and making noises when he walked.

This lieutenant general did not come from the northwest military camp in Chengzhou. He was a close associate of Cheng Qian and followed him to Chengzhou City from the southern border.

"The general's sword is indeed good..."

The lieutenant replied.He was sitting very upright, in a standard martial arts posture.Even the sandalwood seat was made smaller by him, and his whole person looked more burly.

General Cheng put down the cloth and fixed his eyes on the silver-white sword.

After a while, the sword was sheathed, and the cold light disappeared.

"General, do you still want to see His Majesty's envoy?"

Seeing that the old general seemed to have some free time, the deputy general asked in that rough voice.

"After all, he was sent by His Majesty, General - we can't just hang around..."

The deputy general's voice was somewhat helpless.He is also an old man with gray hair, but towards the general, he always looks the same as when he was young.

General Cheng put the sword aside casually, and frowned slightly: "Now is not a good time to start a war. If we meet, do I really have to refuse again?"

Cheng Qian was also very impatient in his heart. Even the main war factions in the court were tired of the emperor's repeated urgings, overt and covert.

To this end, he spent a lot of writing and sent dozens of memorials and personal letters to the capital, but now it seems that it has no effect at all.

The little emperor still has the same impatience, he can't wait for anyone at all, and he can't withstand things.

Now he doesn't even have the same calmness as before, which makes Cheng Qian's evaluation of Jiang Yi even lower.

Even the eunuchs who conveyed the decree were now the third group to come.

Cheng Qian also knew in his heart that if he continued like this, he might really have no room to refuse.

He could politely refuse the emperor once or twice, but could he refuse him ten or a hundred times?
Cheng Qian lowered his head slightly and rubbed the center of his eyebrows with his fingertips. The black and white hair on both sides was like withered grass, messily sticking up. "You said, if I were not the uncle of this little emperor, I would have been dismissed from my official position and thrown into prison, right?"

Cheng Qian smiled to himself.

The deputy general's worried eyes never stopped. He hesitated several times, and finally comforted Cheng Qian and said: "The general is outstanding, how could your majesty be like this? Looking at the entire Great Xia, you are the only one who can stabilize the border. .”

"Besides, Gui... the Queen Mother is still here, so she can always dissuade His Majesty."

The deputy general said this firmly, and there was some truth to it.

Cheng Qian knew in his heart that now it depends on whether His Majesty can listen to some advice.

"Go and call the envoy...be polite to them, after all, they have come a long way..."

Cheng Qian ordered, and when he saw the deputy general nodded, he waved his hand.

After a while, the tent door curtain was lifted again, and several figures entered the tent.

Cheng Qian stood up and went to greet him.

Both emotionally and rationally, he is a minister and the chief general here. He should go to greet His Majesty's envoy.Cheng Qian was unwilling to teach others about these trivial matters.

The eunuch who arrived was wearing a dark blue official uniform, a black hat on his head, and a serious face.

Cheng Qian walked over, forced a smile, and said, "Angel of hard work, did you bring His Majesty's will this time?"

The visitor did not dare to neglect General Cheng. He quickly walked up to Cheng Qian and said with a kind face: "This slave has brought His Majesty's decree, and I would like to ask General Cheng to accept it."

Cheng Qian's face instantly turned ugly, his mouth straightened and his expression gloomy.He felt vaguely bad in his heart. If the decree was about starting a war this time, and if he really accepted the decree, he would have no choice but to fight against Qingyi, and the outcome would be unpredictable.

Seeing Cheng Qian standing there, making no move, the eunuch said again: "General Cheng, please accept the order."

Cheng Qian gave the eunuch a stiff smile and asked, "Is this your Majesty's decree regarding the start of war?"

The eunuch neither nodded nor made any other movements, but the corners of his mouth drooped, and his expression was not so kind, as if he had abandoned his friendly mask.

"General Cheng, it's time to take the order."

The high-pitched and harsh sound made Cheng Qian clenched his fists.

This form now forces him to accept the order.

He, the emperor's nephew, really knows how to draw fire from under the cauldron... Cheng Qian felt that his whole body was cold and his head was dizzy.

In the end, he was confused as to how he received the imperial edict.

Cheng Qian read the imperial edict carefully, and no detail was missed.

The seal, the handwriting, the writing, everything is fine.

This is a clear imperial edict from the capital, from the emperor, and there is nothing suspicious about it.

Cheng Qian could even think of how his good nephew refused to listen to dissuasion and still insisted on going his own way.

I'm afraid the emperor had already expected his performance today.

It was precisely because he had expected it that he had to accept this decree.

The imperial edict was put together, hidden in a box, and shelved on a high shelf.

The deputy general looked at General Cheng with a bit of anger, but the anger was not directed at Cheng Qian.

"Your Majesty actually intimidated the general like this..."

As he spoke, the deputy general became angry and was about to pull out the knife on his waist.

But he was suppressed by Cheng Qian's words.

"That's enough. Do you still dislike others for not seeing enough jokes?"

Cheng Qian's face was gloomy, his eyebrows were sharp, and there was a hint of helplessness between his brows.

"Now that the imperial edict has been accepted, it seems that this battle is inevitable."

With that said, Cheng Qian sighed, and a heavy stone finally fell into his heart.

"Can……"

The adjutant opened his mouth to argue. He had followed Cheng Qian through many battles, but after all, they were not familiar with the Qingyi people.

Anyone familiar with military affairs knows that changing commanders before a battle is an absolutely unwise decision.

He clenched his fist angrily and waved it fiercely at the air.

The deputy general complained: "Even if Your Majesty doesn't know, isn't there anyone in the capital who understands the art of war?"

"How come your Majesty is allowed to do all this nonsense!"

Does the little emperor have no brains?Then the adults in Kyoto have thrown their heads and conscience into the dog's belly?
These words expressed the resentment in his heart and Cheng Qian's concerns.

"If I can really win a battle, I will never refuse."

Cheng Qian said coldly, the wrinkles under his eyes becoming more and more obvious, like ravines of time.

"Your Majesty is too eager for quick success...and without Tai Fu Ji and Wang Ge Lao in the court, no one will care about Daxia's interests."

Cheng Qian looked into the void and saw that there were fewer and fewer reliable people around the throne, and on the contrary, there were many more sycophants.

He snorted coldly.

"If this general is still alive after this battle, he will definitely return to the capital and Qingjun's side to protect the peace of Daxia."

……

Capital
Jiang Yi had no idea about his uncle General Cheng's anger. Even if he had predicted it, he didn't care at all at this moment.

Jiang Yi was very happy. This time General Cheng finally accepted his will.

Border is about to bring him the next big victory.

The happy Jiang Yi held a Qiu Ju Banquet in the palace for two consecutive days.

It is obviously to admire the chrysanthemums, but in fact it is just a joyful preparation for the upcoming victory.

At the banquets these days, Jiang Yi was surrounded by many young talents whom he was optimistic about. In his opinion, these were the future pillars of Daxia.

Among them were Fan Qing, the newly appointed minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, and Xie Qi, the commander of the red guards, and a group of others.

They helped Jiang Yi handle many things, and Fan Qing worked hard for him to reopen the imperial examination.

As for Xie Qi, it was he who led his men to find the flaw of the King of Han, and allowed the soldiers and horses of the Beijing camp to defeat the King of Han.

Although in the end the King of Han was accidentally injured and died during the war, Jiang Yi was kind-hearted and did not blame Xie Qi for this incident.

He was also kind enough to let go of the Han King's men as long as he could. As for the mastermind, he was beheaded in the street.

Jiang Yi believed that his approach was very wise. It not only cleared up the rebellion, but also showed his kindness.

It's just that he still doesn't know that he has mercifully missed a mastermind.

After the lively chrysanthemum appreciation banquet, Jiang Yi was called by the maid to the Queen Mother's palace.

Since he had already made preparations in his mind, he took his time after entering the palace this time.

"I've seen my mother."

Cheng Guifei, now the Queen Mother Cheng looks much haggard, and she is aging visibly to the naked eye.Even though she is now wearing the most gorgeous and expensive clothes in Daxia, she is no longer as charming and charming as before.

Jiang Yi had to admit that the queen mother was indeed old.