Changsheng starts from Tiangang 36

Chapter 271 The king’s heart is unpredictable, and the emperor is ruthless!
"As a human subject, Prince Da Luo commits rebellion against his superiors, which is disloyal; as a son of a human being, he disobeys his father, which is unfilial; he is troubled internally and externally but causes internal strife, which is unwise; he commits serious crimes and does not repent, which is illegal!"

"If such an unfaithful, unfilial, unwise and lawless person can ascend to the throne, the country will be in danger and the people will suffer!"

"What is even more detestable is that the officials of the Great Luo Kingdom, who deprived the emperor of his wealth and enjoyed his favor, retreated upon hearing the news and surrendered to Kaicheng. This is a crime worthy of death!"

In the Great Zhou Dynasty Hall, Emperor Jing's voice was indifferent, with a touch of sarcasm. Although it was not loud, it was like a heavy hammer hitting the eardrums of the civil and military officials of the court, deafening and enlightening.

"Please, Your Majesty, grant me an army of [-] men. I am willing to put on my armor and mount my horse to conquer Daluo, to show the might of my great Zhou Dynasty and punish Daluo for his crime of rebellion before battle!"

"Your Majesty, although I am a civil servant and cannot carry a gun or mount a horse to fight for my country, I still want to do my part. I am willing to donate all my family property to use it as a conquest resource!"

"I have three sons who are all grown up. They are skilled in bow and horse, and have good martial arts. They are willing to join the army and serve the country!"

"..."

As soon as Emperor Jing finished speaking, some figures from the crowd of ministers walked out of the crowd and knelt down to petition, speaking sincerely and sincerely.

"Conquer Da Luo? When did I have this plan!"

Emperor Jing's eyes were as deep as the sea, and his expression was as indifferent as usual, making it difficult for people to distinguish and guess, "Our Northern Expedition of the Great Zhou Dynasty has just ended, and now we have a lack of troops and limited financial resources. How can we launch a war lightly? What's more, it's just a small country. Why does the Great Zhou Dynasty mobilize its troops and let the people go to war? Let them cause chaos among themselves."

“Your Majesty, Da Luo is divided and internal strife, and the people within the territory cannot bear the torment of war, so they will inevitably flee in large numbers. In addition to going overseas, they can only enter the wilderness and cloud scenery by land.

"Although Beimang is in decline now, there are so many strong men under his command, and they still retain most of their strength. In order to prevent these wanderers from being intercepted and fused by Beimang, the fourth prince can be ordered to issue orders and measures to attract these wanderers into the Yunjing mansions and strengthen our Great Zhou Dynasty. People’s power!”

Li Changgeng, the master of the Confucian Temple, stepped forward to give advice.

"Mr. Da's words agree with me. Ye'er is now guarding Yunjing Seventeenth Mansion for me. The situation is not easy and we urgently need support, especially during the great victory of the Northern Expedition. A large number of Beimang civilians were transferred to the Seventeenth Mansion, occupying all the residents of the mansion. More than [-]%, the population needs to be diluted urgently to prevent Beimang spies from hiding among them and triggering a coup!"

Emperor Jing then showed a slight smile and said: "If we can move Daluo civilians to millions, it will not only greatly relieve Ye'er's pressure, but it can even secretly stir up discord between the Mang people and the Luo people, so that He has no time to plan and cause chaos!"

"Your Majesty, I, the Great Zhou Dynasty, is a country on the Nine Provinces, with strong military strength and good generals. Why should we be so cautious when dealing with the remnants of Beimang and the small country of Daluo!"

The ministers were secretly relieved when they saw Emperor Jing's face softening slightly. Just when they were about to shout "My Emperor is wise" in unison, a loud and majestic voice suddenly sounded, with a slightly harsh and "disrespectful" tone.

The hearts of all the ministers jumped, and they were secretly wondering who was so bold as to dare to raise contrary opinions in the court, when they saw a tall figure standing at the front of the ministers.

The tall and straight body is like a halberd, standing in front of Emperor Jing, neither humble nor arrogant, with a calm and calm demeanor.

But it was Jiang Shirong, a great scholar in the Great Zhou Cabinet, who had made great contributions to the country, and was the No. 1 immortal in Kyushu who was the Minister of the Ministry of War.

All the ministers agreed and quickly bowed slightly, secretly glad that they were slow-talking and did not speak the word "unbridled" openly.

In the Zhou Dynasty, only a few people, such as Zhenwu Marquis Jiang Shirong, dared to openly express different opinions on Emperor Jing's decision.

Ever since Zhongzhou Dingqi suddenly "awakened" in the Shenjing Mountains, had some recognition of Emperor Jing, and bestowed part of Zhongzhou's luck on Emperor Jing, the momentum and majesty of the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty had increased day by day.

Now sitting on the Dazhou Emperor's chair in the depths of the palace, endless luck is swirling around him, forming auspicious clouds, and countless visions are constantly being created and annihilated, showing the phantoms of the mountains and rivers of Jiuzhou, the endless sea, and the auspicious sacred beasts. .

Just like a real emperor of Kyushu.

"What's Shi Rong's opinion?"

Emperor Jing Sima Yi did not get angry, but asked Jiang Shirong very seriously.

"Your Majesty, although the Great Zhou Dynasty lost a large number of generals and soldiers in the Northern Expedition, and its vitality has been reduced, there is still a transcendent force in the northwest of Mangzhou, with strong soldiers and horses, and strong strength. There are many guard posts and vassal towns in the 27 provinces of the Great Zhou Dynasty. One can compare!”

Jiang Shirong clasped his hands in his fists and spoke in a rigid voice. Every word was like a legendary admonition from the medieval times, "Now the bandits in the East China Sea have retreated, the South China Sea and southern Xinjiang are peaceful, the Blood Moon and Tu Yuan in the Western Region are fighting in a melee, and the forces of other countries Everyone is waiting and watching, this is the most stable time for the Great Zhou border, why not send out these troops?"

"Are you talking about Jiang Li's Anmang tribe?" Emperor Jing raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Since King Jiang Li of Anmang refuses to return to the capital, let him sit in the wilderness and command hundreds of thousands of troops from the Anmang tribe to attack Beimang!"

Jiang Shirong nodded and said: "King An Mang is like a god with his troops. It is known all over the world. With hundreds of thousands of troops activated, it is not difficult to destroy Beimang and Da Luo. It will also enhance the power of our great Zhou Dynasty and shock the nine states!"

"Your Majesty, what the Zhenjun Hou said is indeed true!"

"Now that the cold winter has passed and the weather has recovered, it is the best time to send troops!"

"Although the situation in Beimang is over, the core clan members are still there. We must take advantage of his illness to kill him!"

"King An Mang has only been canonized by the Holy Lord for a long time, and yet he dares to refuse to return to the capital. He shows signs of arrogance as a mercenary. Order him to send troops to the east to see if he is still loyal to the imperial court!"

Many ministers were moved when they heard Jiang Shirong's words, and they all stood up to express their opinions.

A few months ago, Emperor Jing was excluded from the Great Wall of the North by the eldest prince. They did nothing and there was a possibility of being liquidated by Emperor Jing in the future.

If Emperor Jing's anger could be transferred to King Anmang Jiang Li, he might be able to win more time and opportunities to make amends for his mistakes.

"My lord, no!"

However, Li Chang, the master of the Confucian Temple, changed his expression and shouted to stop him: "King An Mang has just performed many unparalleled achievements for the Great Zhou Dynasty. He was even physically disabled by the strong ghost tribe when he attacked the Beimang Royal Court. Now King An Mang is not injured yet." He wants to maintain stability, but he wants to plot against his subordinates. Such behavior is not only unjust and unkind, but will also make King Anmang and the northern soldiers feel chilly!"

"Mr. Da, Marquis Wu is doing this for the ten thousand years of our empire. Only when the north is quiet can we have the strength and energy to deal with the divine wind in the East China Sea and the countries in the Western Regions!"

"King An Mang was conferred by the Holy Emperor. He has hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses under his command. They are all soldiers of the Zhou Dynasty. How can they be mobilized!"

"King An Mang does have prestige in the hearts of the northern soldiers, but if this prestige is too great, it will inevitably affect the morale of the army!"

Several civil servants hurried forward to support Zhenwu Hou. They all looked selfless and dedicated to the public, with awe-inspiring aura.

"Huh, good for Da Zhou!"

Li Changgeng looked at the selfless faces of these important civil and military ministers in front of him, and just couldn't help but sneer: "You guys say you are loyal, but looking at the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty, who has made the achievements of King An Mang, and who has made the achievements of Great Zhou?" Is it worth his eleven?"

"Sir, how can loyalty to the imperial court be based on merit alone? We are sincere and willing to sacrifice everything for the Holy One!"

"King An Mang is the Qilin of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he is also a disciple of a saint. We all know that Mr. Da appreciates King An Mang's talents, but for the sake of the country, everything should be based on the overall situation!"

Several civil servants refused to give in, and their tone of voice became higher and higher. "That's enough, don't argue anymore. I have my own plan to decide!"

A displeased shout came from above. Emperor Jing Sima Yi slapped the armrest of the dragon chair. The invisible pressure enveloped the fate of the Zhou royal family and spread. The officials in the palace were suffocated at the same time. They shouted long live the mountain and bent Waist salute.

"What Marquis Wu said is reasonable. If Beimang is not eliminated, it will be a serious problem..."

Emperor Jing glanced at the bent backs of His Highness's ministers, his eyes flashed, and he wanted to speak. However, an imperial guard wearing yellow armor walked in quickly and respectfully said: "Your Majesty, Sir. The eunuch of the Li Zhang Seal has returned from leaving the province, and he is waiting outside the hall with the Imperial Hospital, Qin Tianjian and his entourage!"

"I just asked them to go to Li Province to ask questions about the doctor, and to call Jiang Li back to the capital. However, they have been away for three months and have not returned. I don't know whether Jiang Li is seriously ill or they are not doing things well!"

When Emperor Jing heard this, he waved his hand and said, "Let them come in!"

"The minister obeys the order!"

The guard turned around and left after receiving the order. After a while, he saw the eunuch in charge of ceremony and a group of people walked into the hall, and bowed to Emperor Jing.

"Everyone, get up and tell us about your trip to the province. What's the current situation of the Anmang Department? Why didn't Jiang Li return to the capital with you? Is his injury still serious?" Emperor Jing asked in a calm voice.

"Your Majesty, King An Mang's body has been destroyed. His condition is unprecedentedly bad. Unless the peak immortal takes action, there is no possibility of treatment!"

In a shrill voice, the eunuch who was responsible for the ceremony recounted everything that the group saw after entering Li Province.

Among them are the excellent and brave soldiers of the Anmang tribe, the courage to build Anmang City, and the current development and difficulties of Li Province, but more importantly, Jiang Li's physical condition.

"King An Mang was really deposed!"

"Hai Shiqi's methods are cruel. Who would have thought that he is actually an undercover spy planted by the ghost clan in our great Zhou Dynasty!"

"The pinnacle immortal? Doesn't this mean that even Zhen Wuhou is helpless!"

"Even if Marquis Wu has this strength, can he really fail to cure Jiang Li? The hatred between their father and son cannot be resolved at all!"

"So, although the Anmang tribe has strong troops and horses, it has no potential for development unless Jiang Li practices Taoism and is promoted to a ghost immortal. However, ghost immortals cannot become emperors since ancient times, but it is an iron law of Kyushu!"

All the ministers were surprised when they heard the reply from the eunuch who was in charge of the ceremony.

Although Jiang Li's physical condition was already confirmed by the Fourth Prince, Princess Yunle and Liu Honglie.

But he thought about Jiang Li's previous defeat by Marquis Zhenwu, his hidden secrets unknown to outsiders, and his refusal of the Holy Emperor's golden summons twice in a row.

It is inevitable that people will continue to have daydreams, guessing that he may have used some kind of blinding technique, or maybe there is a way to restore his wasted body.

It was not until the eunuch in charge of the ceremony and a group of officials from the Imperial Hospital and Qintian Supervisor confirmed again that some of their suspicions were completely dispelled.

"Your Majesty, King Anmang's body has been crippled, his serious injuries are difficult to recover, and he is still unable to get out of bed after several months. Although his refusal of the decree is disrespectful, it is also a helpless act!"

Li Changgeng, the master of the Confucian Temple, said with emotion: "He was injured for the country and turned the tide several times. If his soldiers are used at this time, it will definitely make the common people feel chilly. Moreover, the commander is seriously injured. Even if the soldiers of An Mang are mobilized by the Holy Lord, I’m afraid I have no intention of fighting!”

"What? Your Majesty wants to attack the soldiers of the Anmang tribe!"

The eunuch who was in charge of the ceremony was shocked when he heard this and waved his hand quickly: "Your Majesty, please be careful. The loyalty of the Anmang tribe to Jiang Li is hard to shake. They all care about the king. If they are ordered to leave when Jiang Li is seriously injured and has not recovered, they will definitely give birth to something." Due to the separation, coupled with the fact that An Mang was just established, there are many people, and food and grass are scarce. It is difficult to guarantee the logistics for long-distance battles!"

As soon as the words of Li Changgeng and Si Li, the eunuch in charge, came out, the thoughts in the minds of all the ministers in the court were spinning rapidly, but no one dared to speak out rashly.

If Jiang Li's injury is still undecided, nothing can be said.

But now that his body has been destroyed by the ghost clan to such an extent, it is not appropriate to mobilize his troops any more.

Even the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty did not want to leave the deeds of a ruthless emperor in the annals of history.

Although all ministers have their own plans, they will not lose their minds because of this.

Jiang Shirong, the Marquis of Zhenwu, also frowned and remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What Marquis Wu said is reasonable. If Beimang is not eliminated, it will eventually be a serious disaster. However, due to various constraints, this year is not the best time to send troops for an expedition. Jiang Li has contributed a lot to the country. Although the Anmang tribe has strong soldiers and horses, it is not suitable to send another army. Commander-in-Chief!”

Emperor Jing was silent for a moment, and then he slowly said: "I have thought about it for a long time, and decided to follow Mr. Da's advice on the matter of Beimang and Daluo. Since King Anmang is seriously injured, we will let him stabilize his condition before entering the capital again." Chi, my military strategy has been issued, and I hope that all my dear friends will go all out to try to restore my strength to the great Zhou Dynasty and show off my imperial power to dominate the Nine Provinces!"

"I will do my best to gather strength for my great Zhou Dynasty, and he will raise troops to sweep across the four regions of the Nine Provinces!"

All the ministers shouted in response.

"Jiang Li, is it true that your body cannot recover?"

Emperor Jing Sima Yi stood up and, surrounded by officials and maids, stepped down from the imperial chair and walked behind the screen of the mountains and rivers of Jiuzhou.

His expression was indifferent and calm, but it was as unpredictable as the underground abyss under the wilderness, hiding great dangers.

After a long time, there was a sentence, which floated far across the mountain and river screen: "Shi Rong will follow me to the imperial study for a talk!"

……

"Are you all descendants of the royal family of the previous dynasty?"

Just as Emperor Jing retreated into the depths of the palace, Jiang Li, who had just returned to the Anmang City Protector's Mansion in Mangyuan, tens of thousands of miles away, was leaning on a soft bed with a look of surprise on his face. He looked at the more than twenty figures standing in the hall.

Perhaps it was too unexpected and bizarre, but a faint trace of blood appeared on the originally pale and haggard face.

His eyes were full of surprise and curiosity, and he looked over and over at the more than twenty people, seemingly aimlessly, but his thoughts and energy had already locked onto a few of them.

Jiang Li had already noticed some familiar aura of power on them.

"My previous guess was indeed correct. These people are definitely chess pieces placed in Anmang City under the orders of the ghost tribe's divine envoys!"

"But which one is Jiang Xuanluo?"

(End of this chapter)