At the end of the Ming Dynasty, I freely traveled through Yangshen

Chapter 98 The various aspects of the imperial court

It was considered etiquette to shout after passing through the twelve gates, but this was too pedantic, because when the eunuch arrived at the imperial city, the situation had actually become worse for Izumo Country.

Because at this time, the regent Zen Jinduo, as well as his subordinates Zhiyong, Penghui and Keqing Changsheng, these four innate-level masters have all been subdued by Zhu Cixiang, and their Izumo country is now in danger.

"There is a report of state affairs, musicians stop!"

The ceremonial officials of the Izumo Kingdom's palace immediately gave orders to the musicians who were beating the chimes.

Suddenly, the beautiful music here stopped, and only the voices outside, which were getting closer and closer, continued to shout.

"My lord, it's not good, it's not good, the regent has lost!"

"The enemy army is about to attack the imperial city!"

"what?!"

"The regent was defeated?!"

After the eunuch's voice came from outside, the young king sitting at the top, wearing a yellow robe, couldn't sit still. Even if the ambergris sprayed out from the incense burner next to him, it couldn't hide the fairy-like atmosphere here. He couldn't help but feel the frightened look on his face at this moment.

He Zen Guizang was very happy to see the fight between this group of people and the Regent. After all, he hoped that the Regent would be seriously injured after defeating these people, or that those people would be seriously injured after defeating the Regent. Then retreat.

Why is it that now the regent has been defeated and captured, and these people are going straight to the imperial city.

What should I do? Although he hated the regent for taking away his power, he had to say that the regent also made him, the king of the country, very comfortable.

So after learning that the regent had actually been defeated, Zen Guizang was obviously panicked.

"The Prince Regent was defeated?!"

"The enemy is coming?!"

"So fast?!"

All the civil and military officials also changed their expressions after hearing this, with surprised expressions on their faces. They also looked like they had not reacted. They did not expect that the regent would be defeated so easily. These people whispered, and when they learned that the enemy invaders were about to attack the imperial city, they Some people can't stand it.

"My lord, I have something to do at home, please excuse me first."

"Your Majesty, I am feeling ill. Can you please go back and rest for a while?"

"Lord of the country, humble minister..."

Some senior ministers immediately stood up and resigned. When they learned that the situation was not right, these people did not dare to stay for a moment. After just saying the courtesy, they watched Zen return to Tibet eagerly, waiting for Zen to return. Hidden reply.

Zen Guizang, the young king of the country, was confused at first sight. He was actually still silent in the failure of the regent. As a result, these loyal ministers who seemed to be extremely loyal and patriotic before found out that something was wrong. The change happened so fast, everyone wanted to run away at once.

Good guy, after the first few ministers started, almost two-thirds of the courtiers behind them stood up.

At the last moment when Chan Guizang was in a daze, an old official who had followed Chan Guizang's father suddenly shouted loudly.

"Thank you, Lord, for your kindness."

"Old minister retire!"

After saying this, the old minister gave a big salute to Zen Guizang, who was still in a state of confusion, and then walked out of the hall without looking back. Looking at the speed of his movements, he knew that this person had also practiced martial arts.

The courtiers who stood up all looked at each other, and then shouted loudly, "Thank you, Lord, for your kindness!"

Then these people all saluted, flicked their sleeves, and quickly left.

These people walked briskly, as if they were afraid of disaster if they were late.

"You...you...you guys!" "Why are you all gone?!"

The leader of the Izumo Kingdom, Zen Guizhang, stared at all this with his mouth open. He pointed at the departing courtiers with his fingers and opened and closed his mouth in confusion. He was stunned by the scene in front of him and was speechless.

His face was blue and purple, and he looked very ugly.

"The master of this country hasn't given the order yet!"

It took me a long time to hold back this sentence, but it seemed that everyone didn't hear it at all.

Some courtiers walked faster and ignored the young king's words, but it was one thing that no one regarded him as the king.

What a joke, the king of Izumo Kingdom wants money but no one, and he wants people but no one. Even the food and clothing in the palace are still in the hands of the regent.

If the regent hadn't wanted to usurp the throne and wanted to maintain and bribe courtiers like them, then how could they play this game with such an incompetent and resource-poor leader of the Izumo Kingdom.

Now that the regent, the controller of Izumo Country, has been captured, these courtiers will naturally not live and die with the leader of Izumo Country.

Now this imperial city is about to become a place of right and wrong. Stay here and be a loyal minister to Geiyun. Save it. No one has this intention. It is still important to survive.

"Humph, you are really timid!"

The eunuch who delivered the message was already standing in the main hall. He looked at the courtiers who had just left quickly with a kind of contempt. He knew that these people were greedy for life and afraid of death and unwilling to take responsibility. They were all hozens scattered among the trees.

After all those who should leave had left, King Zen of Izumo Kingdom breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that one-third of the courtiers did not get up.

Fortunately, fortunately, I still have supporters. At least one-third of the die-hards have not abandoned me.

Thinking of this, although Zen Guizang felt that two-thirds of the courtiers in the imperial court were regents, it seemed very sad.

But now a friend in need is a friend indeed. Once these people leave, he will also know who can be trusted and who cannot be trusted in the future. This may be a blessing in disguise.

In fact, he thought too much. If the regent could really make two-thirds of this place belong to him, then he would have been the head of Izumo Kingdom long ago. The other third of the courtiers who left probably did not want to give Yun Burial wall grass.

But for Zen Guizang, he still doesn't know if he can get through this hurdle today, so there is no way to pursue it. Fortunately, he is not facing it alone.

Zen Guizang's eyes softened as he looked at the courtiers who had not left, apparently treating these courtiers as his truly trustworthy people.

"I, Fan Xian, do not want to be associated with such people who are greedy for life and afraid of death!"

"Your Majesty, how should we defend the city now and how should we allocate food and grass? Judging from the armament of the five hundred armored men in the imperial city, we can only defend."

A minister named Fan Xian waited for all those who should leave to leave, then stood up and said to the leader of the country, Zen Guizang, with a serious face, "At the same time, we should send people to the sea to spread the divine wind and flowing beads to the surrounding areas. , Hengyu, Dongchuan and other countries asked for help."

Minister Fan Xian belongs to a large family in the Izumo Kingdom that is married to the Zen family. He is officially a cabinet scholar. He is a proper conservative. He believes that it is orthodox for the king of the country to return to Tibet through Zen. He has written several times to ask the regent to return the throne. , but let it go.

Izumo Kingdom is the same as Dagan. To be an official, you have to study and take scientific examinations, so these people are also dressed as Confucian scholar-bureaucrats.

However, because Izumo Country is overseas, it inevitably flows with overseas countries, so officials like Fan Xian also know a lot about maritime trade.

"Fan Xian, Grand Bachelor Fan, it's you."

"However, the Imperial City only has five hundred armed personnel. How can this be enough?"

When Zen Guizang heard this, he frowned. After thinking for a while, he waved his hand and said to the messenger eunuch, "Let's go ahead and spread the word about today's events and see who can be attracted to help. "

　Come on.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)