Xie Changshen stood in front of the emperor's bed for a while. The emperor lay there with his eyes closed, breathing subtle and rapid. No matter how he spoke, the emperor showed no sign of waking up.

Since Xie Changshen entered the officialdom, he only felt that this moment was extremely long.

He saw Empress Xu in the side hall, where Empress Xu sat, Prince Qi huddled in Empress Xu's arms, as if she was bullied orphan and widowed.

Xie Changshen saluted the emperor and the queen and retreated from the hall.

"Thank you."

The officials followed along and asked Xie Changshen what to do next.

"I'm old," Xie Changshen said, "Let's discuss these matters!"

Empress Xu's meaning was very clear. After being exposed by Li You, she simply stopped hiding it and controlled Prince Qi like this, and refused to let them come forward to speak...

It looks like those who follow me will prosper and those who go against me will perish.

Empress Xu had not yet obtained the throne, but she had already regarded herself as the emperor. Prince Qi looked frightened, as if she had no idea at all.

Empress Xu chased King Qi without telling her that she wanted to kill King Qi and asked them to accompany her to perform a big show. There were also empress dowagers who held their younger brothers hostage, but at least they could bear the stigma.

But now Empress Xu... Before the new emperor ascended the throne, he was eager to throw all his mistakes to the emperor who had not yet died and their ministers. This was too ugly.

The Xu family and Empress Xu have always only looked at interests. They have not done a good thing in recent years. Everything is to cater to the emperor's wishes.

And this Prince Qi, really doesn’t have any thoughts?

Even if you follow Empress Xu in the future, it will be difficult to end up in a good life. Such a person controls the government and may harm the people.

"Xie Xiang walked slowly," the eunuch suddenly shouted Xie Changshen, "The Empress asks you to go over and talk."

Xie Changshen stopped.

The palace changes too much, and many palace servants and eunuchs were taken up. Du Zheng was obviously also bound. There must be an explanation for all this, and someone needs to bear it.

The queen's "reliance" at this time is to facilitate the future refusal to shirk responsibility.

This kind of respectful invitation to join the game is ridiculous.

"I'm afraid I won't do it," Xie Changshen looked at the six ministers behind him, "Everyone, go with me! Let's discuss what to do next?"

There may be several results now.

First, welcoming King Lu or King Qi into Beijing.

The second is to kill King Lu and King Qi, and support the Prince of King Qi.

The third is to serve the Xu family and help Empress Xu take power.

The first path is not impossible. But the court fought with King Lu and King Qi, and many officials offended King Lu and King Qi for this. One of them ascended the throne, and those officials who once stood on the side of the court must be retaliated. And there may be debates as to whether it was King Lu or King Qi.

The second way is to support the prince of Qi and kill the prince of Qi. After the prince of Qi ascended the throne, will he avenge his father?

The third way is that the Empress Dowager is in power, and what follows is the battle between the emperor and the Empress Dowager...

So how to choose?

Who can rectify the current chaotic situation?

Strong soldiers and horses, what people want...

Xie Changshen stood in front of the hall again, and a name suddenly flashed through his mind. Now Daqi has become a climate, and people who can compete with each other are Song Xian in addition to King Lu, King Qi, and the Xu family.

After Li You left Beijing, he fled north. Did he go to find Song Xian?

With Li You's words, Song Xian was able to raise an army from the north. The power was lost. If the relatives of the foreigners wanted to seize power, others could naturally attack him.

"Xie Xiang, what's wrong with you?"

The Minister of Rites stepped forward to support Xie Changshen.

Xie Changshen shook his head: "It's okay." He just suddenly felt that it might change completely.

...

Zhenzhou ten days later.

Old Mrs. Chen looked at the well-organized soldiers and horses. The Song family army had a lot more than when they resisted the Liao people a few years ago.

The grandson-in-law turned over the war horse, and the team was about to start all the way south today.

Song Xian glanced at Xie Liangchen not far away and nodded to her.

When I come back from this expedition, everything should be settled.

Heidan was a little excited and a little regretful. If he was two years older than he could, he could still be in the team and fight with his brother-in-law.

He saw some familiar faces in the team, who were people in Zhenzhou Village.

Chen Zigeng came back from outside with Mr. Dongli. He walked to Xie Liangchen and whispered: "Sister, don't worry, Du Jiedu, Zhaoyi Jiedu, and Pinglu Jiedu will also send troops together."

Xie Liangchen nodded. In addition to them, Qin Maoxing also led his troops south, and warships set out from Cangzhou.

Song Xian's figure gradually faded away. Xie Liangchen saw each person riding towards this side. It was Song Qizheng.

Song Qizheng jumped off his horse and walked towards Xie Liangchen, who immediately bowed.

"I'll take a look at Brother Zhe." Song Qizheng looked at the child in Xie Liangchen's arms.

The weather was so cold, but the child was not afraid at all, staring at the Song family army who was leaving curiously.

Song Qizheng reached out and touched the felt hat on Brother Zhe's head, and then carefully pinched Brother Zhe's face. Looking at Brother Zhe like this, Song Qizheng remembered Song Xian's appearance when he was a child, and had big eyes. He always looked up at him like this.

Song Xian is still very smart. He taught Song Xian's sword technique. If he only had to demonstrate twice, Song Xian could remember almost the same thing. When he went out and came back, Song Xian would be proficient.

Song Qizheng still remembered that Old Mrs. Song said that Song Xian did not like to study and did not want to go to the army when he grew up, but he was willing to please him. He memorized the lessons left by his husband and practiced swordsmanship and fist skills well.

But at that time, because of his stubbornness and prejudice in his heart, he pushed Song Xian away from afar.

Brother Zhe suddenly smiled and stretched out his arm to Song Qizheng.

Before Song Xian went to war, he hugged Erzhe Ge'er in armor for a while. He was curious about the hard clothes that looked tough, but unfortunately, he was handed over to the wet nurse's arms before he could understand. Brother Zhe had been making trouble for a while. Now he saw that Song Qizheng was also wearing armor, so he wanted Song Qizheng to carry him over.

Song Qizheng didn't understand the cause and effect. Facing Brother Zhe who suddenly had a passion for him, Song Qizheng's eyes turned red in an instant, as if he had just returned to the past. When Song Xian was young, he still had the opportunity to change everything.

Song Qizheng reached out and hugged Zhe Ge'er. Xie Liangchen did not stop him and handed Zhe Ge'er to Song Qizheng's hands.

"Be careful," Song Qizheng said, "Don't touch."

Brother Zhe grabbed a corner of the armor with his hand.

Song Qizheng's eyes were full of kindness: "When your grandfather comes back, will you grow taller again? Then the weather will be warmer, and grandfather will take you to go to kites. If you grow older, grandfather will teach you how to write and practice martial arts, just like your father when he was a child."

Brother Zhe didn't understand, but he followed Song Qizheng and cried, as if he was accepting it.

After a while, Song Qizheng reluctantly handed over Zhe Ge'er to Xie Liangchen: "The elders and young people in the family need you to take care of you, thank you for your hard work."

Xie Liangchen saluted Song Qizheng: "Take care, take care of your father and return safely."

Song Qizheng nodded: "I will take care of Axian, don't worry!"
Chapter completed!