After hearing what the old eunuch said, King Zhao broke out in a cold sweat. Zhao Ying's meaning was very clear - before the prince or grandson returned to the capital, he would use force to kill Zheng He, kill the king, and then forge a posthumous edict to ascend the throne!
Although he had known for a long time that he would inevitably take this step, it was only when the matter came to pass that King Zhao realized how difficult it was to make this decision!
Not to mention that after the regicide, he would definitely be nailed to the pillar of shame for killing his father and usurping the throne. The prince and grandson would definitely publicize this matter and make everyone in the world ashamed to associate with him. Just say that Zheng He is sitting in the palace.
The army is protecting Gongye. With the current strength of King Zhao, he may not be able to win quickly. If he cannot win quickly and his plot is exposed, he will be the target of thousands of people and be besieged by the whole world!
Seeing that King Zhao's face changed several times, and he was full of tangles, he just couldn't make up his mind. Zhao Ying sighed secretly, and felt that it was a bit futile and tried to persuade him again: "My lord, if you keep cutting off, you will suffer chaos!"
"I know, I know..." King Zhao nodded and said bitterly: "But once this matter is launched, it must be resolved quickly, before everyone can react, it will become a fait accompli! But we have too much time to prepare.
Shortly, most of Shang Zhiwei's army is still out of hand, and the palace gate of Xiyuan is still under Zheng He's control..."
"Your Majesty! You can't wait until you are absolutely certain to do something like this. The opportunity will be completely missed!" Zhao Ying said solemnly: "We now have four of the twelve guards, as well as the prince's own three guards and horses, plus Zheng He
The army must guard everywhere. What we really need to face is no more than 10,000 people at most! We can form a local force twice as strong as the enemy! Your Majesty, if you are 50 or 60% sure, you must give it a try. If destiny is on your side,
Your Majesty, of course you can do it!"
"What if..." King Zhao subconsciously wanted to ask, 'What if the destiny is not with me?' But the question was really ridiculous, and he swallowed it back. But the hesitation at this moment was clearly reflected.
In Zhao Ying's eyes.
"Old slave will take down a palace gate within three days. The martial law in the capital will be maintained for another three days." Zhao Ying already understood that it was impossible to expect King Zhao to make an immediate decision. He could only sigh.
, took a step back and said: "Your Majesty, you can still think about it. If you still can't make up your mind after three days, then the king's hegemony will be raised again, and I will have to consider a retreat..."
"Okay." King Zhao nodded, exhaled a deep breath and said, "I will not let you down."
Martial law is still in place across the city, and the Zhengjia Liang Store in Qianmen is also closed like other stores, seemingly to reduce trouble as much as possible.
In the shop, there are several shopkeepers, accountants, clerks, and a scribe in a wheelchair, playing Pai Gow as if they are bored. This does not seem to be unusual at all. If you can't do business, you always have to find something to kill time.
But if you look carefully at the dominoes on the table, you will find that these people are not playing cards at all. They place the dominoes in different positions and form different shapes, and they constantly change the situation carefully. They are clearly playing cards.
Make some kind of deduction.
Among these people, the leader was not a man dressed as a shopkeeper, but an extremely ordinary-looking clerk. He folded his arms and looked solemnly at the scribe sitting in a wheelchair. The scribe was holding a few dominoes in his hand.
, threw himself into the area representing the prison, and pondered with a solemn expression.
"Mr. Yan, what's the situation now?" When the waiter spoke, it was Wu Wei's voice.
"Containing each other, no one can do anything about the other." The scribe known as Mr. Yan was naturally Yan Qing, Wang Xian's number one adviser. He pointed to the dominoes divided into two camps: one large and one small. "Although King Zhao is
The force was strong, but the three great scholars succeeded in dragging Zheng He into the water. Zheng He had the imperial army and the imperial edict in his hands, and the King of Zhao could do nothing to stop him unless he destroyed the cauldron."
"As long as we can't do anything about Zheng He, the golden seal delivered to us will be the biggest trouble for King Zhao!" Wu Wei followed Yan Qing's words: "As long as we deliver it to the prince or grandson, the prince may be able to rely on it.
Comeback!"
"Yes, although King Zhao claimed that the golden seal was stolen from the palace by a bachelor, this matter is too unbelievable and not many people will believe it." Yan Qing nodded and said: "At that time, as long as Eunuch Zheng comes forward and proves that the emperor was once in the university
If the soldiers are sober when they arrive, this golden seal can give orders to the civil and military forces to a great extent."
Apart from the precious material, the emperor's seal has nothing special. The reason why it has supreme power is simply because everyone believes that it represents the emperor's will! One seal is considered stolen and the other is believed to be the emperor's.
The meanings of the seals given are completely different! The former is a stolen royal treasure, while the latter is a representative of the emperor's power!
The key factor that determines whether this seal treasure is the former or the latter is how the people of the world view this matter. If the people of the world believe that it is the former, then not only will there be no benefit to those who hold the seal treasure, but they will also be attacked by a group of people.
People believe it is the latter, then the person holding the seal will be the emperor's spokesperson and can command the world!
"So we should send this gold seal immediately," Wu Wei nodded and said, "It's just that the grandson is near and the prince is far away. I don't know where to send it." The grandson is now in Xuanyuan, less than three hundred miles away from the capital.
The prince is in Nanjing, nearly two thousand miles away.
"Ordinarily, it is for His Highness the Crown Prince," Yan Qing looked at the cards on the table, his eyes became more serious, and he frowned: "But I'm afraid it's too late..." After a pause, he explained: "In the current situation, Zhao
The king knows better than us that once the crown prince returns to Beijing, he will be in big trouble. So I speculate that he will give it a go in the next few days!"
"So, how much more sure can we give His Highness the Grand Sun?" Wu Wei said softly. If Zhu Zhanji changes horses but not people, he can arrive in the capital in one day after receiving the order.
"Yes. But judging from the current relationship between the prince and the grandson, I'm afraid there will be a lot of complications." Yan Qing nodded slightly, with a lot of worries in his eyebrows, and sighed: "It depends on your wishes."
"Yeah." Wu Wei nodded. Although the contact with Wang Xian was fine, after all, it took time to transmit the message.
In the evening, Wang Xian's instructions finally arrived, ordering Wu Wei to send the two edicts to Xuanfu and Nanjing respectively, but he did not mention the golden seal at all.
"What do you mean, sir?" Wu Wei asked Yan Qing in confusion. "Why don't you mention how to deal with the gold seal?"
"Your Majesty's meaning is very clear. The gold seal is temporarily placed in our hands. As for who should be given and when it should be given, it depends on the situation." Yan Qing breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that Wang Xian would treat the prince and grandson as one and let him
They handed the gold seal to the nearest grandson.
"Okay." Wu Wei nodded in agreement, and then ordered the shopkeeper on the side to send two decrees out of the capital...
According to the rules set by Emperor Taizu, the army's rations should be shipped directly from the nearby government. However, after the capital was moved, military rations had to be shipped from the south. It was difficult to rely on government water transportation alone, so many grain stores started the military ration business.
The grain received from various channels is sold to the army to replenish military rations. But not everyone can do this kind of business. Grain stores with a backstage can do this kind of business with huge profits, which is like getting a cornucopia. Grain stores without a backstage
If you want to get involved in this kind of business, you will lose everything and even your bones will be eaten.
Zheng's grain store obviously belongs to the former. They supply grain and grass to more than a dozen military camps at the same time. Today's several trucks of grain are sent to the military camp stationed near Chaoyang Gate. When Boss Zheng personally escorted the truck to the gate of the military camp, the officers and soldiers guarding the gate laughed.
Said: "What kind of wind brings Boss Zheng here?"
"There is martial law in the city, and there is no business in the stores, so if you are idle, you are idle." Boss Zheng smiled and went over, thrust a bunch of copper coins into the hands of the leader, and said with a smile: "Buy some wine for everyone."
The principal took the copper coins, showed a knowing smile, and said, "Go in."
Boss Zheng thanked him and took the food into the military camp. The gatekeeper distributed the copper coins to his colleagues, leaving only three or five copper coins on the string for himself.
After a while, the primary school officer came off duty and met a group of soldiers who were about to patrol the city. The primary school officer stopped the leader Baihu and said: "Qi Baihu, I borrowed your money last time." As he said that, he handed over the few soldiers.
A copper coin was handed to the 100 households with the surname Qi on a string.
Qi Baihu was stunned for a moment, then laughed and cursed: "If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten. Forget it for such a small amount of money."
"Don't mention it, it's easy to borrow and return, and it's not difficult to borrow again." The primary school teacher gave Baihu a string of copper coins. Baihu had no choice but to take it and stuff it into the boot cover. After making an appointment to have a drink later, he led the team up.
Got to the city.
Not long after Baihu and his men climbed to the top of the city, it became dark. Baihu walked to the corner of the city wall, threw the string of money outside when no one was paying attention, coughed at the same time, and said in a loud voice: "Come here, I will
Say a few words." The string of money fell from the high city wall, clattered, and landed by the moat.
The soft snapping sound was completely covered up by the sound of hundreds of households. The officers and soldiers watched Baihu walk to the other end of the city wall, and naturally followed his instructions and surrounded him. They listened to his old saying: "There will be martial law for the next two days. They all have their tricks."
Let’s be bright, don’t nap at night, don’t be lazy, and don’t let people get close to the city wall. If anyone goes wrong, I will skin him! Do you hear that?”
"Understood." The soldiers responded scatteredly.
"Cheer up! Do you understand?" Qi Baihu looked sullen.
"Understood!" The answer this time was much neater.
While the soldiers were turning their backs to the outside of the city, a man wearing a black swimsuit actually appeared in the moat. He stepped out of the water with both hands, grabbed the string of money, turned around and returned to the water. The water rippled.
It swayed silently in the night, as if no one had ever been there.
"Let's go." Yue felt that the things had been picked up, so Qi Baihu waved his hand and told his subordinates to do what they were supposed to do...
Under the cover of darkness, the man came ashore from the other side of the moat. He quietly reached a distance, then spread his body and ran away. After running for a mile, he was greeted by a knight holding a horse.
Coming up, the man threw the string of money to the knight.
The knight touched the dent on a copper coin with his finger and said softly: "Nanjing, Prince." He touched another copper coin and said softly: "Xuanfu, Taisun." Then he and the man on the water each rode one.