My diary of transcendence from the heavens

Chapter 95 93. The emperor’s star is swaying and the sky is high

The wind in November is a bit cold.

In late autumn, as winter approaches, faint snowflakes begin to fall.

These days, Chang'an City has finally completely restored its stability and prosperity, killing the wealthy families and benefiting the emperor and the people.

There were no rich and famous families to hold back. Emperor Jingming arranged for many capable people from poor families, and his government orders were smooth. In these days, he used vast resources to not only resettle the victims of the disaster in the surrounding areas, give them a large amount of land and houses to live in, but also repaired more than half of the palace walls. See, It's finally not in ruins anymore.

But the good news stops there.

The mighty uprising of the Wandering Army completely paralyzed this declining empire from a state of serious illness and old age.

Previously, the princes from all over the country used the name of King Qin to unite with powerful landowners and recruit troops like crazy. However, at the critical moment, Jiliu retreated bravely and did not come to Chang'an City to help King Qin. Now they have strong soldiers and horses, but they are afraid of this crime. They openly disobey the king's orders, and the court also takes advantage of them. There is no way.

The local army of the imperial court has been wiped out, the government offices in various places have been reduced, and the orders cannot leave Chang'an City at all.

The princes and kings seemed to be making strange moves again. They seemed to be keeping their peace, but secretly they were constantly moving and sharpening their swords.

The building will collapse, but that's all!

Let alone those who have a long-term vision, even an idiot with a short-term vision can still see the broken future of mountains and rivers!
At present, the whole world seems to be stable, but in fact it is just the last stability before the storm is coming. Once it breaks out, it will be the storm that is coming, the wind will fill the building, and the world will be destroyed.

In the study room of the palace, the stove was burning extremely brightly, and the whole room was in a warm state, insulating from all the wind and cold outside, and the orange-red firelight enveloped the two of them.

Zhao Xuanqi sat on his seat, staring ahead, looking at Emperor Jingming on the Grand Master's chair.

At this moment, Emperor Jingming was sitting on a chair, tightly wrapped in a large and heavy cotton-padded jacket. However, even so, he was shivering from the cold and kept coughing. His face was pale with excessive indulgence, and his eyes were heavily dark circles.

Emperor Jingming has been abstaining from sex for many years, but how can he easily make up for the damage he suffered when he was young? He is about 50 years old, but he looks older than a man in his 60s.

Emperor Jingming coughed for a while and asked hoarsely: "Do you know, my dear, how serious the troubles in the world are today?"

Zhao Xuanqi heated the stove and replied seriously: "The troubles of the princes, the chaos of the feudal kings, the suffering of the people, the weakness of the court..."

Emperor Jingming sighed and slowly recounted all the disasters:

The princes did not listen to orders, recruited troops and horses, and invaded each other's land.

The feudal king was undercurrent and was training his troops day and night.

The imperial court is declining, and government orders cannot leave Chang'an...

He told all the accumulated sufferings and worries to the minister in front of him.

It can be seen that Emperor Jingming did know the critical situation of the country, even better than anyone else, but he just couldn't handle it.

The country's conflicts had reached an extreme level during the late Emperor's time. Now, the whole body is full of moths. It cannot be changed by one person. He was also powerless in his early years.

It's okay if you leave a seriously ill person alone and let him live for the next few years. At any rate, he can live for a few years and reach the end of his life in peace. But once you take medication and want to cure the disease, it may cause sudden death. Kill, die faster.

Emperor Jingming wanted to develop his ambitions in his early years and made many actions and policies that were beneficial to the people's livelihood. He wanted to restore the glory of the empire, but what was the use of it all?
The country has been suffering for a long time. The world is full of treacherous ministers and traitors, and they are all members of rich and famous families. There is no one for the poor people to come forward, so there is no one to use. All the people entrusted to them are unworthy, and all the people entrusted to them are treacherous ministers. Any good policy will fall into disgrace. Changing the taste and becoming a policy that harms the country and the people only intensifies the contradictions and causes the people to suffer even more.

He saw all this clearly, so he was in trouble behind the scenes, obsessed with beauty, and chose to only seize the military power, leaving everything else alone. He just wanted to control the decaying ship of the empire, reach the end of his life safely, and finally give him a decent life. ending.However, under such circumstances, Emperor Jingming did not expect to meet Zhao Xuanqi.

Zhao Xuanqi suddenly appeared and gave him hope. He successfully defended Chang'an City and protected millions of people. In times of crisis, he did not abandon the king, but instead followed him to the death. He was loyal, brave and benevolent, and defeated an army of 50 thieves...

Afterwards, he is willing to take the initiative to hand over military power, is willing to consider the people, and is willing to consider for the sake of the country...

All this gave Emperor Jingming hope. After living for so long, Emperor Jingming met for the first time a good minister who was worthy of trust, and for the first time he met a capable minister who could fight for the country and the people. He trusted no one but finally met a man. Someone you can trust!

Zhao Xuanqi could even seek power and usurp the throne, but he did not. Instead, he was willing to take the initiative to hand over military power...

Everything moved the aging emperor deeply. After living for so long, in a time of turmoil for his family and country, he finally met the right person.

As he spoke, Emperor Jingming burst into tears, perhaps out of emotion for the injustice of heaven and earth, or perhaps out of helplessness over the ruin of his family and country. He took Zhao Xuanqi's hand and told him about all the troubles and hardships in his early years. In the end, Sighing: "I am already old and old now, and my energy is not as good as before. How can I do big things? If I had met my beloved 30 years ago, how wonderful it would be! Maybe my family and country would not have fallen to this!"

The old face is full of unwillingness to face the years.

Zhao Xuanqi had mixed feelings. Facing the old emperor, he said encouragingly: "Your Majesty is wise and powerful. Sooner or later, you will be able to regain the mountains and rivers and restore the world's orthodoxy!"

Emperor Jingming shook his head, his wrinkled face scrunched up, staring at Zhao Xuanqi with cloudy eyes and asked: "Ai Qing, tell me, can I trust you?"

Zhao Xuanqi remained silent and replied: "Okay."

Emperor Jingming breathed a sigh of relief, and then he lay back on the chair of the Grand Master with relief, and kept coughing: "I am old and can no longer do anything, and neither can my sons. I will die or be injured. Everything depends on you. "

"If it had been 30 years earlier, I could have held candlelit night talks with you, planned major events together, tried our best to expel the traitors in the world, intimidated the kings of the world, and coerced the country. But it is a pity that I am old and decrepit. I really can't do it anymore. It's destiny. It’s unfair!”

"Zhao Aiqing, everything can only depend on you. I give you the right. I hope you can recruit troops and reorganize the Forbidden Army. If you are able, you can recover the mountains and rivers and kill the rebellious officials and traitors."

"If you don't have the ability, if you don't have the opportunity, then protect the area near Chang'an City, give the people stability, let the people live a stable life, preserve the ancestral foundation of the Northern Wei Dynasty, educate my unworthy descendants to love the country and the people, and I will die. Sorry."

Zhao Xuanqi was surprised: "You want me to recruit troops? Reorganize the Forbidden Army?"

You know, there are 20 people in the Imperial Forbidden Army in the capital. They were sent out to quell the chaos before, but they have already been wiped out.

Now the matter of reorganizing the Forbidden Army is left to Zhao Xuanqi, which means that if Zhao Xuanqi can and has the ability, he can recruit 20 troops for use, which is reasonable and legal!
Zhao Xuanqi will be the commander of these 20 troops, the supreme commander, and legally owns 20 troops.

This kind of power only belongs to the emperor. Since ancient times, the imperial army belongs to the emperor. I didn't expect that Emperor Jingming would trust him so much!
Of course, there are not so many people in the Chang'an City area now, and the young and strong losses are serious. Even if 20 people cannot be pulled out, let alone 10, there is still no problem in pulling out tens of thousands of horses.

No matter what, with this name, it is reasonable to do many things in the future. Together with the previous Yulin Army and Ziyun Army, Zhao Xuanqi will have high military power.

Zhao Xuanqi wanted to refuse, but Emperor Jingming did not give him a chance to refuse. He kept pulling Zhao Xuanqi to say that his family was strong and his family was weak, and he kept coughing during the process.

Everything made Zhao Xuanqi feel a little uneasy, recalling Emperor Jingming's words before, what do you mean, everything depends on me, if you can, just recover the mountains and rivers, if not, protect the foundation of Chang'an City, educate your descendants, why do you look like you have to take care of your funeral?
He fell into a long silence.

I don’t know why, but my eyes suddenly turned red.

The cold wind blows outside the house, and the autumn leaves are falling. It looks like a dark night is approaching and winter is approaching.

The stove in the house was warm and the lights were brightly lit. The warm firelight illuminated the monarch and his ministers, and their backs were reflected on the wall, swaying with the orange-red firelight.

(End of this chapter)