Little lucky girl from the peasant family: Queen Splendid

Chapter 494 The Two Kings Rebelled
As a result, all civil and military officials of Dayue, Qingliu was still a corrupt official, reached a unanimous decision for the first time, hula la knelt down a large area, and completely blocked the road leading to the palace gate.

"Your Highness, please forgive me!"

"His Royal Highness stay!"

A few veterans were loyal, and they really didn't care so much, so they followed the old eunuch's method and hugged Gong Zhiming's thigh.

Gong Zhiming's face turned red, he was not so embarrassed even before the thousands of troops.Seeing the old man with white hair and beard crying tears, he couldn't bear to kick him out.

After tossing like this for a long time, Mr. Wei couldn't stand it anymore, and sighed, "Boy, it's really impossible to keep it until the burn is over, right?"

For the emperor's funeral, the coffin will be held for three days before the funeral, and the emperor's watch will be burned to worship the heavens on the seventh day, after which the new emperor ascends the throne.According to what Old Master Wei said, he would have to stay in Dayue Palace for ten more days.

Just as Gong Zhiming was about to refuse, several old officials who hugged their thighs burst into tears, "Your Highness, Your Highness, please let the emperor go to heaven with peace of mind, please send the emperor a ride!"

"I beg Your Highness to be merciful, beg Your Highness to be merciful!"

How can a group of civil and military officials not understand the principle of "advance through retreat", let people stay first, and as for what happens after ten days, that's when the time comes.It's better than letting people go now, and the dragons have no leader.

An Geer is a big kid, and was taught by his mother to be kind and respectful to the elderly. Seeing a group of old men crying under his feet, he leaned on his father's ear and whispered, "Daddy, they are so pitiful. Let's wait until they sleep at night." Go home secretly!"

Gong Zhiming sighed, patted his son with his backhand, pondered for a while and said, "Only stay for ten days!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and returned to the apse with his son on his back.

The civil and military officials were so happy that they couldn't wait to hug each other and cry. According to rumors, the Third Highness is very cold-hearted, and he will not change his mind easily. They actually forced him to compromise today. I am afraid that this is also a stroke that can be recorded in the history books Bar.

The old eunuch trotted after him, holding two white linen robes, one large and one small, in his hands. When he got out, although the big robe was still there, the small robe was left behind.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, what they were most afraid of was that His Royal Highness would not admit that he was of the blood of Dayue.Although he still refuses to wear hemp and filial piety for the late emperor, he makes his son obey the filial piety.From this point of view, leaving people behind is not without hope.

Everyone was thinking wildly in their hearts, and kept busy.

Gong Zhiming ignored the commotion in the front hall, called Yu Chihui and others to enter the palace, and chose a small palace not far away to camp.The palace is relatively dilapidated, but fortunately it is close to the north gate of the palace.Like the Donghao Palace, the north gate is usually reserved for entering and exiting sundries.Outside the door is also the common people living together, whether it is shopping for food or walking around is very convenient.

Gong Zhiming took over the old man Wei's work, took An Geer and the eldest child to ride horses every day, practiced calligraphy and read books, as if he was at home leisurely.Except for asking Mr. Wei to take An Geer to the front hall to kowtow a few times on the day of the funeral, he never went out again.

In a flash, five or six days passed, and seeing that the first seven were coming soon, whether or not the Third Highness had left any signs of enthroning, all the civil and military officials became more and more anxious.

Perhaps God was unwilling to abandon Dayue, and gave a chance at such a time.

At noon that day, when everyone was so sleepy that they kowtowed their heads and dozed off, a horse from eight hundred li rushed forward.

"What happened?"

"Yeah, how come there is a fast horse entering the city?"

"It can't be that the border is not peaceful, right?"

In the end, this person was just talking casually, but he didn't expect it to be a prophecy. The bamboo tubes on the backs of the eight-hundred-mile rushing soldiers were painted with dazzling red paint, which was a sign of rushing battle reports.

"Ah, what a battle report, where did the fight start?"

However, with time and effort, the bronze bell that had not sounded for many years rang twice in succession, once for the distribution of two princes, once for the death of the emperor, and now it is an urgent battle report.Even if everyone's nerves are as rough as officialdom, they can't stand such a toss.

But the God of God probably really didn't want to scare everyone into a faint. Before the gate of the palace was reached for eight hundred miles, another cavalryman came rushing wildly.

Now both the common people and merchants and pawns saw that something was wrong, and all stretched their necks to look in the direction of the palace.

Soon, news spread from the palace.

The eldest prince rebelled, and the second prince followed closely behind. The two brothers had aspirations and joined forces to attack from the north to the south, aiming at the capital of Dayue.

After 20 years, Dayue once again ignited the smoke billowing. It was not a foreign enemy, but internal strife within his own family.

For so many years, Dayue has been worried about the invasion of the Gu tribe in the southern border, the Zhaha people in the western desert, and the famous general Donghao who directly wiped out Dayue like a Tie Le.I don't want to think that now, this great general has become the new emperor in the future, but the two princes who have been domineering for 20 years have raised their swords.

"These two bastards!"

"That's right, after oppressing us for so many years, I finally sent the God of Plague away, and yet I want my family to beat my family again!"

"That's right, the old emperor is still too confused, it would be better to just kill them, why send them to the border town and get the military power."

The common people talked a lot, everyone was in danger, and the civil and military officials in the court also bombed the country.

Some of them were not so deep-minded, complaining in their hearts like the common people that the old emperor did not solve the two scourge sons before leaving.But there are also those who are flexible in mind, and can't help but sigh, "The emperor really set up a big chess game!"

As for the old treacherous prime minister and the other four ministers, they got together and said a few words, but they reached a consensus that at such a time, His Highness the Third Highness must not be let out of the capital!

Not to mention the old emperor's decree, the Great Yue River and Mountains passed on to His Highness the Third Highness, that is, the two princes are now approaching with their respective armies.However, there are not tens of thousands of soldiers in the capital, and there is not enough food to prepare for two months. There may be two internal support left by the princes, so it can be said that defeat is almost certain.

At this time, if the Third Highness cannot be left behind, it is better to surrender directly.

But how can we keep the Third Highness? It is said that one can be strong without desires. This word is now the most correct description of the Third Highness.The first choice is that he grew up in Donghao since he was a child, and he has no closeness to Dai Yue.Furthermore, the bloodline of the Qin family was not what he wanted, and he even refused to wear mourning for the old emperor, which showed that there was definitely an unresolved feud between father and son.Finally, let’s talk about the mountains and rivers of Dayue, droughts and floods alternately, government officials are miserable, taxes and taxes are increasing year by year, and the people are struggling to make ends meet. It is almost a mess.

From the head to the tail, from the tail to the head, there is nothing that can keep people.

Even the old prime minister, who has been playing tricks all his life, is a little worried at this time.

Later, it was the old prime minister who stomped his feet and said an idea. The shocked people didn't dare to speak for a long time, but instead they saluted respectfully...

I don't know when it started, the streets and alleys of the capital began to be rumored, it seems that the third prince who entrusted the country in the last emperor's decree did not want to stay in the capital at all, and even did not want to be the emperor.

Originally, because the two armies were approaching, the people in the capital who were in panic because of the imminent internal strife became even more panicked.

The merchants are selling goods unintentionally, the farmers are unintentionally serving the crops, even the naughty boys of various families are taken home by the old mother's ears and locked up.

Nothing is more important than life.

In the usually bustling restaurants and teahouses, it is also quiet and depressing.

I don't know who murmured, "I heard that Yun Bodhisattva, who is worshiped by almost every household in Wenshui City, is the wife of the Third Highness. Back then, Yun Bodhisattva was not afraid of life and death, and saved tens of thousands of people in Wenshui. It stands to reason that the Third Highness He should also be a person who cares about the common people, if we kneel down and beg for mercy, will the Third Highness stay?"

These words are reasonable and reasonable, and for the people who have fallen into the abyss of despair, it simply points out a clear path.

"That's right, I beg Your Highness. Your Highness will definitely stay and won't watch our Da Yue get destroyed!"

"If the Third Highness enlists troops to fight against those two anti-kings, I will definitely serve as a soldier on the battlefield!"

"I'll go too. The Third Highness is famous for his love of soldiers and his knowledge of soldiers. Dong Hao's veterans all have errands. Those who died in battle were burned and buried with high money, and those who are disabled will receive copper coins every month. Life is better than ordinary people. "

This kind of dialogue has been mentioned in almost all teahouses and restaurants.As a result, a trend of joint efforts to retain people gradually started in the capital, and it became more and more intense.

There is a folk custom that the deceased is buried for three days, and the paper is burned for seven days. After that, the soul of the deceased will completely enter the underworld, and there is no possibility of returning.

Therefore, once the ten days passed, even if the dead were the emperor, Huangcheng and the capital would all be alive again.

Getting up early that day, Gong Zhiming took off his son's filial piety with his own hands, and led the young and old out of the apse again.

Needless to say, the black-armored guards are not vegetarians either, and news from the outside has often come in these days.Gong Zhiming naturally knew that everyone would stop him from going home again, but he didn't expect it to be so tragic.

Hundreds of civil and military officials all knelt in front of the Golden Luan Hall, no one shouted passwords, and no one spoke, but the moment Gong Zhiming appeared, he began to bow his head vigorously.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

One after another, old or young, gray or black heads collided with the white marble, making a dull sound.

Almost all the eunuchs and maids in the palace also knelt in the dark, they didn't even have the qualifications to kowtow and beg, they could only kneel in silence.Some court ladies couldn't help but sobbed softly.

Gong Zhiming paused, but still carried his son on his back and walked past the crowd as if no one else was there.

No one is born with a hard heart, seeing a few loyal old ministers with blood on their foreheads, Gong Zhiming's heart is not untouched.But he, who was proud since he was a child, couldn't accept that the old fox murdered and manipulated half of his life, and he was forced to accept the mess of Da Viet when he was dying.

He didn't hate the officials of Dayue, the people of Dayue, but he didn't intend to stop for them.

(End of this chapter)