Hard to be a good wife

It was dusk when Tang Yue returned home, exhausted and tired.

The prince's mansion has already got the news, white silk is hung everywhere, and the servants also changed into plain clothes and tied with white belts.

"Brother Tang..." Zhang Chun ran back from the outside, grabbed his arm and asked, "What's the matter? Why did the king die suddenly? Isn't he always in good health?"

Tang Yue pulled him into the door and waited until he entered the study before speaking: "I don't know the details. I heard that the horse fell off during hunting. Many ministers were there at the time. Afterwards, I checked the horse. It was fine, but it ran too fast and was caught by vines tripped."

"Isn't this too strange?" Zhang Chun was stunned when he heard that. In fact, Tang Yue also felt that this matter was not simple. A good horse would trip over a vine, and it happened that the King of Nanjin knocked on a sharp vine. Could it be too much of a coincidence?

"It's not up to us whether it's strange or not, even if it's designed by whoever designed it, can we control it?"

"But you are not afraid of someone trying to usurp the throne? Once the King of Southern Jin dies, and the crown prince is so far away, as long as someone with a heart takes control of the court, they can take the opportunity to seize the position that belongs to the crown prince. Don't you, the crown princess, also want to be the crown prince? "

Tang Yue looked at him helplessly, "I know what you are worried about. The worst consequence of this matter is that there is really the person you mentioned. He deliberately planned the death of the King of Southern Jin, and then controlled the government. He will be close to Prince Zhao. Kill all the people, and then cut off the news exchange with the border army, and ascend the throne by himself.”

"This is bad enough. If the other party wants to kill you, they will definitely kill you first. Your head is so close to being labeled as a prince. Should we pack up and go to other places to avoid the limelight?"

Tang Yue smiled, "It's not like we killed people, how could it be as if we were murderers?" It's a good thing he figured it out for avoiding the limelight.

"What I said just now is the worst outcome, but this matter has not yet reached a conclusion, so what I say is all my own random guesses. Don't worry, I have discussed with several ministers just now. If I want to do what I just said Those things are not that simple.”

There is a queen in the palace guarded by people from the Hu family faction, and there is a prime minister and several princes in the court who are unanimous to the outside world. The guards in Yecheng are also close to the prince. Unless these people collectively turn against each other at the same time, Tang Yue I can't think of any chance that the other party will succeed.

In this world, apart from the fact that he has not been officially handed over to Prince Zhao, he is already half the master.

Instead of guessing who wants to take advantage of the chaos, it is better to think more about the dangers that Prince Zhao may encounter now, whether it is lack of clothing and food, or lack of medicine and doctors. These are the issues he is best at and most concerned about.

Zhang Chun lay on the table, "Hey, how can you be so calm? This is a palace fight. The history of every dynasty's succession is bloody. Maybe we will become a stepping stone for others."

"Didn't you always say that we are time travelers, with the aura of the protagonist, Xiaoqiang who can't be killed?"

"That's... that's right. According to the current situation, we should be reborn with a mission. Before the mission is completed, we won't die so easily."

Tang Yue held back his smile and asked, "What mission?"

"Help Prince Zhao unify the world, just like returning to the Qin Dynasty to help Yingzheng unify the six countries, and by the way, use our advanced knowledge to enrich the country and strengthen the people, save the poor people, and become a great man who will be famous for thousands of years!"

"Hehe..." Tang Yue sneered and patted his head, "Okay, don't dream here, your business will definitely be affected when the king dies, don't be too high-profile during this period, and you must be careful when you come and go Bring enough people, otherwise it will be bad if you, a big man, accidentally crumble."

"That's for sure, but I decided to escape first... Do you have anything to send to the border, I'll help you!"

"Are you sure it's not because you miss a certain person too much, and want to make an excuse to go to the border?"

"How is it possible? I'm just afraid of death. Besides, I'm here to hold you back, and maybe it will become your weakness. Why don't you go away, what do you think?"

Tang Yue didn't bother to expose his lies, and he just wanted Zhang Chun to bring some news, so he nodded and agreed.

Tang Yue took a bath at home, changed his clothes and went to the palace again. Although he was no longer in charge of the overall situation, he still couldn't escape the Southern Jin Wang Shouling.

Besides, Prince Zhao is not here, so he should also perform this filial piety for him.

Just when the whole country of Southern Jin and Northern Vietnam was mourning, the last battle finally started.

The news of the death of the Southern Jin King had not yet reached the border, not only Prince Zhao did not know, but North Vietnam certainly did not know either.

Prince Zhao sent people to attack Xuzhou, but he was counterattacked by the enemy. The second prince of Beiyue led 3 Kyoto guards and [-] imperial troops to reinforce, and surrounded and suppressed the [-] troops led by General Lu outside Xuzhou.

Fortunately, General Lu is not a person who regards death as home. He immediately organized a retreat after realizing that he could not win. After leaving behind the corpses of more than [-] comrades, he finally escaped and hid somewhere deep in the mountains.

At the same time, Prince Zhao led an army of tens of thousands to the outside of the capital. He thought it would be a fierce battle, but he didn't expect that there were only a few guards in the capital, and he opened the city gate without much effort.

The Southern Jin army was approaching the North Vietnamese palace all the way, and the courtiers and royal nobles retreated one after another, without even the ability to resist.

"It's really strange. No matter how empty this capital city is, it doesn't even have a guard army, right? I heard that the [-] forbidden army in North Vietnam is also an iron-blooded army, which guards the safety of the palace all the year round. Why haven't I seen any of them?" Wang Dingjun said in the Wandering around in the palace, he grabbed a eunuch and asked, "Who is in charge of your palace now?"

"Slaves...slaves don't know..."

"I don't know?" Wang Dingjun put the knife on his neck and stared at him fiercely.

The other party was so frightened that his legs trembled, and he couldn't help but urinate on his pants, but even so, the other party still shook his head: "I really don't know the slave... Before the fourth prince was in charge of the overall situation, after the fourth prince was killed, I didn't hear about it." Once a prince came to power, the servants only listened to the orders of the grand dame."

Prince Zhao came from behind and asked coldly, "Is the second prince still in the capital?"

"Second prince? I haven't seen him for many years, so he must still be there."

Seeing that he really didn't know, Prince Zhao frowned, always feeling that something was wrong, where did the guards in the capital go?

"Not good!" Crown Prince Zhao and Wang Dingjun whispered at the same time, they looked at each other, and they both saw the other's worry.

"It seems that they got the news and wanted to increase their troops to take us down in one fell swoop. I didn't expect that we would split into two groups and go straight to Huanglong."

"Don't worry, Lu Dingjiang doesn't have any other skills, he still knows how to judge the situation. Besides, he was reminded in advance that if he can't attack, he will lead people to retreat. As long as they can retreat to the place we discussed before, their lives will not be in danger for the time being. "

"Then should we rush to support or stick to this place and wait for the other party to fall into the trap?"

"Seeing that the situation is not right, the second prince will definitely look for traces of the army along the way. It is not difficult to guess our real purpose. Perhaps, he is already on his way back to the city."

"Then my subordinate will order you to close the city gate and prepare for the enemy's return to the city."

"En." Prince Zhao nodded, looked at Wang Dingjun's back in a hurry, and turned to ask the little eunuch just now, "I heard that there is a great sage in Beiyue Palace, Ming Jing, where is he?"

"Mister...Mister is usually in Yulin Palace, but..."

"But what?"

"However, he offended the fourth prince before, and heard that he was kicked out of the palace. I don't know if it's true or not."

Prince Zhao called a guard and asked him to follow the little eunuch to find someone, "If he is there, bring him to see Gu."

"Here."

Prince Zhao stood on the tallest palace in the palace, overlooking the entire capital of Beiyue. This is the most prosperous place in the world, even Yecheng could not compare with it.

It is no wonder that in the eyes of the North Vietnamese, the Southern Jin Dynasty was always inferior to the North Vietnam. In terms of majesty, the Southern Jin Dynasty was ashamed to be inferior. The boldness and vastness of this capital city is really amazing.

But from now on, this place also belongs to the Southern Jin Dynasty. From now on, this place will have a different name, a different owner, and a different history.

It's a pity that people in the city are panicking at this time, and the people stay behind closed doors. The streets are deserted and deserted, but the realism of prosperity is missing. "Come here, pass down the order, no one in the army is allowed to harass the people, plunder supplies, let alone hurt the civilians."

"What about North Vietnamese officials and nobles?"

"Put people together in the palace and take them into custody first, and deal with them together after the troubles are resolved."

"Subordinates obey!"

Prince Zhao stood on the tall building for a long time, until he realized that it was getting late, and then he walked down step by step.

"Your Highness, someone brought it here." A guard led a man in a white gown over.

Prince Zhao showed a smile, "Mr. Xuan Jing, you have worked hard these years."