Wulin martial arts hegemony record

Chapter 80
"You must tell him exactly what I said, you know?!" Emperor Taixiang emphasized.

Xu Zhaoyan was greatly moved after hearing this, and said loudly: "Your Majesty is benevolent, Fan Yanghou will be very grateful to hear what His Majesty said!"

"But if that Ye San refuses, he will neither bring the descendants of Lord Protector to the capital, nor will he serve for the imperial court..." The old eunuch spoke slowly, his voice was different from the usual eunuch's high-pitched voice, deep and deep Vigorous.

Xu Zhaoyan heaved a sigh of relief, he also thought of this just now, but he didn't know how to speak.

Emperor Taixiang was stunned for a moment, and asked with a little respect: "Old Cao, what I gave them is good enough, will he refuse?"

"I don't know about the others, but if it's Ye San, he probably will." The old eunuch still said slowly.

Emperor Tai Xiang tightened his eyebrows, paced back and forth, the hands on his back loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again.

However, he stopped in his tracks and said in a deep voice: "If Fan Yanghou refuses, Xu Aiqing, you can directly ask him for me, why did they enter the Great Zhou this time? If it was just to visit old friends and visit old places, the world is peaceful now. I allow Beiyan merchants to enter the country to do business, and of course I welcome them very much. But if they have other purposes and want to harm Da Zhou—"

Emperor Taixiang's words became sonorous and powerful: "I will ignore the feats they have made, and will deport them without mercy! You have to tell him what I have said, and then send the patrol The military personnel will monitor it, and if necessary, you will be allowed to apply for the transfer of Bashu's garrison troops. If you find any abnormalities, report them to me as soon as possible!"

"I understand, Your Majesty."

After Xu Zhaoyan withdrew, the resolute look on Emperor Taixiang's face quickly disappeared, and he asked the old eunuch worried about gains and losses: "Mr. Cao, did I act too hastily just now?"

At this time, the old eunuch said in a gentle tone: "Your Majesty, when Ye San and the others left the Western Regions angrily, they must have resentment towards the late emperor, but now 30 years have passed, and the old minister does not know how much resentment remains. Now that they have returned to the Great Zhou, His Majesty sent Master Xu Zhaoyan to contact them directly, I think this is a very bold move, and it may be the opportunity to solve the crux of the problem that has plagued the Great Zhou for decades."

Eunuchs usually call themselves "slaves" to the emperor, but this old eunuch called himself "veteran", and Emperor Taixiang was not surprised at all, obviously this name has not been called for a day or two, which shows his special status.

Hearing what the old eunuch said, Emperor Taixiang's eyebrows relaxed, but he was still a little worried: "In case these iron-blooded Changhemen old people still have resentment towards the imperial court, will Xu Zhaoyan's departure anger them and instead treat me Da Zhou?" ...revenge?"

"Your Majesty, there is no need to worry." The voice of the old eunuch is like a warm spring breeze: "This dynasty has been established for more than 30 years, and the national power is growing day by day. If you really want to make trouble, it’s just courting death.”

"But everyone in the Iron-Blooded Changhemen has excellent martial arts..." When Emperor Tai Xiang said this, what came to mind were all the legendary stories he had heard when he was a child about the iron-blooded Changhemen who could outnumber a hundred.

"Your Majesty, in the eyes of the old minister, apart from Ye San, the old men of Iron-Blooded Changhe Gate are nothing to worry about." The old eunuch's half-closed eyes revealed a sense of pride.

"If they dare to come to the capital to make trouble, the old ministers and Longwei alone can catch them in one fell swoop. What's more, all the martial arts factions in the Great Zhou Dynasty are your majesty's ministers. You only need an edict. The Dugu of the Bashu Qingcheng faction Zhenren, Qingsong Zhenren from Hubei Wudang School, Yang Zhenren from Northwest Huashan School, Wubei and Wunu Zen Masters from Shaolin Temple, Hou Su Mufan of Jiangnan New City... these six warriors who protect the country will definitely go out in person and lead their subordinates to arrest the iron-blooded Changhemen. The third-class people may not even be able to reach the Gyeonggi area, and they will die halfway..."

"Old Cao, you are right. Today's Great Zhou Dynasty is no longer comparable to what it used to be!" Emperor Taixiang regained his expression, pondered for a while, and said with a sigh: "I used to read the historical facts of the early years of this dynasty. I am shocked by the difficulties of founding the country, and I often feel admiration for the sacrifices and contributions made by the Jagged Changhemen for the dynasty. I sincerely hope that they can return to the court and serve me! I also sincerely hope to cooperate with the Duke Protector Your descendants will share the splendor! Mr. Cao, you think the same way, right? After all, Duke Hu is also your master."

The old eunuch opened his eyes, the turbidity in his eyes was the precipitation of the past, he said slowly without avoiding at all: "Yes, Your Majesty."

Emperor Taixiang seemed to have expected the old eunuch's answer, and he said in a sympathetic way: "So I sincerely hope that Fan Yanghou will not be stupid!"

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Shangjing, the capital of Yan State, was divided into two cities, the north and the south. The nobles of Xianbei lived in the north city, and the imperial palace was also in the north city.

On the south side not far from the imperial palace, there is a very large mansion, which was the residence of Murong Wei, the former regent of the Xianbei Khanate, and later the prime minister of the Northern Yan Kingdom and Marshal of the Army and Horses.

During the rise of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Xianbei army was defeated several times. The generals and important ministers of the Xianbei Khanate lost one after another. Khan King Murong Zhao was overwhelmed with worries on the way to lead the army and let go west.As a result, there were various princes vying for the position inside, and the Great Zhou Dynasty was advancing outside. The Xianbei Khanate was in danger of being destroyed. At this time of crisis, Murong Wei, who had just taken over the military power, stepped forward and united with all the ministers to establish the youngest son of Murong Zhao, who was only ten years old. The year-old Murong Si became the king of Khan, and led the army to destroy the princes who were designated as "rebels".

During the peace negotiation period, Murong Wei deployed heavy troops to ambush and kill the Zhou Dynasty general Ye Wenbo who had sneaked into Hebei and made the Xianbei people fear him like a tiger, which boosted the morale of the army.Not long after, a peace agreement with the Great Zhou was reached, the threat of the Xianbei Khanate was lifted, and Murong Wei's prestige increased greatly. The ministers elected him as the regent, and the King Khan called him Yafu.

After Murong Wei took control of the military and political power of the Xianbei Khanate, he used this to change the Khanate into the Yan Kingdom, vigorously promoted reforms in the country, learned the Han system, implemented the division of the north and the south, wooed the Han people in Hebei, and absorbed martial arts masters for the imperial court... When the reform met When it got in the way, Murong Wei did not hesitate to use bloody means to eliminate it, and the national strength gradually recovered.

Therefore, a few years later, when the founding emperor of the Great Zhou tore up the peace agreement and led an army of 30 to conquer Hebei, Murong Wei led the army to meet him, and finally defeated Da Zhou's attempt to completely retake Hebei and drive Beiyan to the north of Yanshan Mountain. The country signed a peace agreement again, so far there has been no war between the two countries, and Murong Chao has been in charge of the government of the Yan country for more than 20 years. He recuperated at home, and the government did not neglect others.

Yesterday, it was rare for Murong Wei to go to the court, and when the court was about to end, he passed out in the court hall. All the officials in the court were deeply disturbed. After the news that "the prime minister has woken up" came out this morning, the ministers came to visit one after another. Numerous luxury carriages blocked the long street in front of the mansion, and it was not until the emperor's imperial chariot arrived that they made way with great effort.

Even when the emperor came, the North Prime Minister’s Mansion was not heavily guarded, and the servants in the mansion did not appear to be very respectful, because the emperor often came to the mansion to greet him, and his attitude was always gentle and respectful, and the servants in the mansion were too spoiled, so it’s true. He didn't pay attention to the godson of the old man and the supreme ruler of the entire Yan Kingdom.

Murong Si was still not dissatisfied as usual, after seeing Yafu on the sick bed, he greeted Murong Wei with concern about his health, and even offered medicine to wipe his phlegm himself, serving this official of the Yan Kingdom as if he were his own father.

However, Murong Wei's health did not seem to be very good, the emperor was persuaded to leave by his servants after not staying for long, and he could only leave with a worried face.

As soon as the emperor left, Murong Wei called for his eldest son, Murong Lue, who is now the Generalissimo of the Army of Yan State.

When Murong Lue saw Murong Wei who was lying on the sick bed with his eyes closed, he couldn't help feeling a little flustered, and said eagerly, "Father, the child is here..."

"What are you panicking...I'm not dead..." Murong Wei opened his eyes, and said dissatisfiedly: "You behave like this...how can I trust you to give this family to you..."

Although Murong Wei's tone was weak, Murong Lue didn't dare to refute, and listened obediently to the instruction.

"After I fell ill... how did that man in the palace behave?" Murong Wei asked.

"Father, as usual, there is nothing abnormal." Murong Lue quickly replied, "Oh, it should be said that the child is more worried than before. According to the report of the living officer, he said to himself many times, 'If the father is gone, What should he do?'”

"Don't be fooled by appearances..." A sneer appeared on Murong Wei's face: "The majestic Emperor Yan... For decades, he has lived worse than a dog... Cough cough... How can there be no resentment in my heart... Don't look at him one bite at a time... Yafu screamed happily...cough cough...I'm afraid I've been wishing for my death for a long time..."

Murong Lue was slightly startled, and his face instantly turned ferocious: "Father, since this is the case, shall we—" He made a beheading gesture, and said in a deep voice, "Change to another emperor!"

Murong Wei closed his eyes, was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "This big swallow was created by me... 20 years of painstaking efforts... must not disturb the court... and destroy its prosperity...cough cough... …I have had a dog for decades, but I still can’t bear to throw it away…let alone a human being…even if he is dissatisfied…the rein is in our hands…he has to run according to the command…”

"Understood, father, business as usual."

"You write a memorial right now... Submit it to the palace... Just say that I will resign as Prime Minister of the North... and your second brother will take over. In addition, the capital may be unstable these few days... let your third brother take the lead The imperial army controls the entire capital..."

Murong Wei's voice became smaller and smaller, until finally he coughed violently, and suddenly a mouthful of scarlet bloody phlegm spewed out.

Murong Lue was startled, and hurriedly said: "Father, please stop talking and rest well!"

Then he yelled out the door: "Doctor! Come quickly, doctor!"

After Murong Wei spit out, he calmed down a bit, pressed his son's hand, and said in a trembling voice: "You immediately... write this memorial and submit it... If Murong Si hesitates at all—"

Murong Wei's hand exerted a little strength: "You can follow the example of me when the kings were in chaos... revive Chao Gang..."

"...Yes!" Murong felt slightly nervous, but it was followed by a burst of excitement.

"Go..." Murong Wei raised his hand with great effort, and waved it lightly.

After Murong Lue went out, Murong Wei fell into a coma again, and the doctor vaguely heard the voice of "...riding a tiger...riding a tiger..." from his twitching lips.

At dusk, the first official of the Yan Kingdom passed away.

At the same time, Murong Si in the palace read Murong Lue's memorial, not only agreed to everything, but also offered to make Morong Lue king.

This action made Murong Lue feel at ease, and the bit of hostility in his heart disappeared without a trace.

On the second day, the news of Murong Wei's death came out, and the whole city was shocked.

Murong Si quickly issued an edict saying: Yafu has done a great service to the Yan State, so a supreme state funeral will be held for him.

As a result, relatives and friends of Murong Wei's children, officials of Yan State who were promoted by him or made good friends with him rushed to Beijing from all over the country to attend the funeral.

After seven days, the vigil ends and the raising of the spirit begins.

Murong Wei's coffin will be placed on a chariot pulled by eight white horses, guarded by the palace guard Han Luduo, played by court musicians, followed by Emperor Yan and his officials, circle the city for a week, and finally go to the imperial mausoleum for burial.

In the early morning of this day, the north wind howled in Shangjing, and the weather was suddenly cold, which was quite in line with the state of mind of the subjects.

The inside and outside of the prime minister's mansion was completely white, all the ministers gathered here in mourning, all of them looked sad, but no one dared to cry out loud.

"The emperor is here! The emperor..." A high-pitched shout broke the silence of the mansion.

When Murong Lue heard this, he was furious: "Has this Murong Si lost his head? It's a great sin for someone to shout so loudly and wake up his father's sleep! Go, kill this eunuch who is shouting and screaming!"

"Brother, today is the day of father's burial. It is really inappropriate to have a bloodbath. After today, it will not be too late to deal with it." Murong Wei's second son and the new Prime Minister Murong Xiu hurriedly persuaded him.

"Forget it." Murong thought for a while, then said in a stern tone: "Detain them first."

As soon as he finished giving instructions to his subordinates, the housekeeper ran in in a panic: "Master, Your Majesty... Your Majesty's clothes are inappropriate!"

"What?" Murong Lue didn't hear clearly, was about to ask, but saw a commotion ahead, Emperor Yan Murong Si walked into the inner house.

The 40-year-old emperor never came to this mansion with a low eyebrow and a humble look, but today he held his head high and his chest high, walking like a tiger.

The most surprising thing was that he was wearing a bright red dragon robe, and the two eunuchs beside him were also wearing bright blue costumes, which stood out from the crowd in filial piety.

Murong Lue was furious, stepped forward, pointed at the emperor, and asked, "Who told you to wear this! Quickly take it off for me, and put on filial piety!"

(End of this chapter)