Rivals are always teasing me [Quick Transmigration] + side story

Ling Qianshan tapped the tip of Lan Lan's nose, pinched her face, and waited until the other party's anger surged before talking about business.

And the masters who followed and protected outside the carriage that took Weian back to Beijing were all watching.

"Ahem...then what, do you want to go further?"

"Cough... Brother, look..."

"Then..."

"……Um."

A young guard opened his eyes innocently: "Have you all caught a cold?"

"Damn it!"

The master guards shed the sad tears of a single dog.

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Chapter 56 The Black-bellied Prince: Princess Please Sleep (11)

Kneeling a group of ministers on the hot steps, some of them are even over half a hundred years old.

Memorials scattered all over the imperial study.The servant was kneeling on the ground picking up the smashed jade pieces.

"..." The young emperor sat on the couch, closed his eyes and gasped for breath, the Buddhist beads in his hand were rattling as he turned them.

Repressed anger was evident in the room.

The minister kneeling under the hall had a straight spine even though he was kneeling, and he had a deathly remonstrance face with blood splattered on the Panlongzhu: "The emperor calms down, the plot of Prince Rui's rebellion is clearly complete, Governor Yao Jiang of the south of the Yangtze River has written a letter, Prince Rui and the Xiongnu Collusion, now the defenders of the three southern states are in Prince Rui's hands, plus the Huainan army he has fiefdom, if the 10,000+ army rises up now—"

He slammed his head on the ground: "Your Majesty! You have done so well, Your Majesty!"

When the emperor heard this sentence fall to the ground, the emperor's heart trembled violently.He frowned fiercely and closed his eyes.

The still young emperor squeezed words between his teeth: "You... shut up!"

"Your Majesty!" The man was in a hurry, raised his head and knees, walked a few steps, and knelt at the feet of the emperor, "It's not a pity for a humble minister to die, but the world can't stand war anymore, the emperor—"

"—Liu Zongcheng asked to see His Majesty."

The eunuch outside the bead curtain had very good eyes, and was stuck at this moment to announce loudly, the emperor's brows relaxed: "Xuan."

"My humble servant sees the emperor, long live the emperor..."

"Liu Qing doesn't need to be too polite, do you have something to say about this matter?"

The emperor obviously had expectations for Liu Zongcheng's attitude, if Liu Zongcheng also seconded the proposal to announce Prince Rui back to the capital and punish him as treason, then there would be no controversy about this matter.

But obviously the emperor cared about the old relationship between the flesh and blood brothers, and didn't want to make trouble for Li Yuanqing.

Liu Zongcheng had lived most of his life in the officialdom, and at this time he understood the emperor's thoughts best, but the saying of "a master of meritorious service" is indeed shocking. Li Yuanqing's military power is almost two-thirds of the entire world, and the relationship between imperial power and military power , only one can be left since ancient times.

After all, the emperor is young, in his early thirties, to be able to secure this position successfully, three points depend on courage, three points depend on personality charm, and the remaining four points are all due to the mediocrity of the previous dynasty, which is already decaying and collapsing. The world for hundreds of years was destroyed once, but it also complied with the laws of heaven and human relations.

Liu Xiang just knelt down, the emperor's face was a little dark, and his expression was already at the end of his strength.

He couldn't figure out why these people had to force him to kill his own brother.What's more, he personally handed over the military power to Qing'er when he ascended the throne. Qing'er told him, from now on, you will sit in the world, and I will help you fight outside. Whoever comes will not be able to do anything to your brother, so he will focus on managing your people... ...Some words from the bottom of my heart made the emperor's heart twitch.

Liu Xiang finally opened his mouth: "... Your Majesty, now that the world is settled, the Huainan Army is not so useful."

As soon as this remark came out, the courtier who knelt together heaved a sigh of relief.

The emperor was stunned for a moment, and for several seconds he stared at Yunhe on Liu Zongcheng's Zihong mending suit, dizzy.

The blazing sunlight outside the window passed through the paper window, leaving only a stuffy goose-yellow residue. The little eunuch collected the debris on the ground and bowed and retreated tremblingly.

In the past, countless emperors sat in this hall. The imperial power like flowing water rolled over the floor, and countless courtiers knelt across the millstone floor in the house.

The emperor is like a revolving lantern, and no emperor is willing to hand over the military power to others.

Emperor Guan suddenly squeezed the beads tightly.

In the end, the golden thread couldn't fall down the heavy agarwood.With a soft sound, all the Buddhist beads "cracked" and rolled to the ground.

"Your majesty... think twice!"

Li Yuanshi closed his eyes.

"Decree...Xuanrui Wang Li Yuanqing enters Beijing."

Military power is still a thorn in the end.

Wei An and Fang Bei were trapped in the carriage and rushed all the way to Bianjing City without stopping. After crossing the river, there was the main road, but the escort refused to take the main road, and went into the forest, but they didn't know where they were going.

"Weian, look out the window." Fang Bei raised the curtain of the car.

"...What is that? A red tent?"

"At least dozens of them are hiding in the forest." Fang Bei held Wei'an's hand, "I don't know who raised the private soldiers in this kind of place. If the capital is in an emergency, this team is a life-saving elixir— —or, a dose of meth."

Wei An looked at her: "Do you know whose this is?"

Fang Bei looked at her out of the corner of his eyes, suddenly became interested, and leaned on his back as if thinking, "Hmm...you want to know?"

"Hey," Wei An became anxious and glared at her, "Hurry up!"

Fang Bei lifted up the long skirt, put his legs on Wei'an's, and nodded his chin: "Rub my legs for me, and I'll tell you."