The first thousand four hundred and fifty-ninth chapters
Bai Yuxian chuckled and said: "I don't lack this military merit."
Indeed, if the prime minister and the queen were not behind the scenes, how could the emperor Bai Yuxian be influenced by the concubine?
Both Ye Fuxun and Bai Yuxian have deployed many people in the capital. There are many eye spies around the concubine, the queen, and Bai Yitong.
The battle reports previously submitted to the palace have been echoed one after another. In the battle report, when asked about the health of the concubine, they only said that everything was fine, but that she was slightly ill and that it was not a problem.
However, the news from Wu Xin was that the emperor was now seriously ill and required decoction and medicine every day, while Prince Yi Bai Yitong paid his respects every day and served the emperor without taking off his clothes.
Ye Fuxun sneered: "Prince Yi made a good plan."
They suffered a lot while guarding the border, but Bai Yitong could earn the reputation of a filial son just by pretending to be cool in the palace. How could there be such a gain?
So Ye Fuxun sent a letter to Linxue, asking Linxue if there was any way to cure the concubine. The concubine still preferred Bai Yuxian in her heart.
If the concubine really died one day, and they were not in the capital, with the prestige of the prime minister and the queen, they would probably appoint Bai Yitong on the spot. At that time, they would have no choice but to support their troops and stand on their own feet, even if it cost their lives.
It's not that this trick doesn't work, it's just that Ye Fuxun doesn't want to experience what happened in her previous life again. What she wants is for Bai Yuxian to ascend to that position in a legitimate and legitimate manner.
However, Bai Yuxian didn't notice what he was doing, and still looked calm: "It doesn't matter, the concubine is not that kind of person who can be manipulated by others."
But no matter how smart a person is, he can't withstand birth, old age, illness and death. Ye Fuxun thought that the old emperor died in an unknown way, and Bai Yitong, who had become a powerful figure in the court overnight, had not yet arrived.
Although Bai Yuxian is the emperor now, Bai Yuxian, who lost the protection of the old emperor and was seriously injured, is completely at the mercy of others. Thinking of this, Ye Fuxun felt a throbbing pain in his heart.
Ye Fuxun sent Xiulun to the Southern Kingdom, and soon he brought the news that the old Southern King was dead.
Because Gongsun Wenqing bought information from Yunyuan Pavilion, their whereabouts were also exposed.
They sent people to lurk on the road that Gongsun Wenqing must pass. At the critical moment, Prince Ningqiao actually threw the old Nan Wang out as a shield, and then escaped.
Gongsun Wenqing is naturally protected by the masters of the Gongsun family. Their target is not Gongsun Wenqing, so there are many constraints on their actions.
King Nan died, and Ning Qiao was just one of the many heirs of King Nan.
Their target is mainly Old Nan Wang.
The next day, King Nan's body appeared in the royal ancestral hall in Nanwang City.
When the servants who came to clean the ancestral hall saw the corpse of Old Nan Wang, they were so frightened that they "accidentally" knocked down the candlestick, and the entire ancestral hall was reduced to a sea of fire. Old Nan Wang's body was reduced to ashes before anyone could examine it.
So rumors spread, and people in the southern country said that the late king was virtuous and incompetent, and that he was ashamed of his country and the country. He insisted on sending troops to disturb the gods, and was taken away by the gods...
The teams assembled at the border were naturally disbanded.
Since then, the entire Southern Kingdom can be said to have completely changed its dynasty.
Murong Che handed over the affairs of the court to Zhuo Lang. Over the past few days, Zhuo Lang has become more and more skillful in handling the affairs of the court. Although his memory has not been restored, some things engraved in his bones cannot be forgotten.
Now Zhuo Lang has completely accepted his identity, and his words and deeds have the majesty of the head of the country. Only in front of Murong Che, he can still see the shadow of his dullness when he was Zhuo Lang.
"...This is probably how the matter will be handled. Does your Majesty remember it?"
Murong Che sat next to Zhuo Lang and accompanied him to handle the memorial. When he looked up, he saw that Zhuo Lang's delicate side face was a little dull. He didn't know what he was thinking, and his mind was wandering.
Hearing Murong Che's question, Zhuo Lang sat up straight in an instant, like a student caught by his master, feeling a little guilty.
"Remember...remember."
Murong Che sighed: "Your Majesty, you didn't even hear what Wei Chen said."
Zhuo Lang's face turned red and he scratched his head: "I... I was thinking about peace talks just now. Please say it again and I'll listen."
In front of Murong Che, Zhuo Lang would never call himself "Gu", but "I". This made Murong Che both happy and worried. What made Murong Che happy was that Zhuo Lang relied on and trusted him, but what worried Zhuo Lang was that Zhuo Lang
It is difficult for a wave to stand alone.
But no matter what, he will definitely stay with Zhuo Lang. Even if he can't be alone, he still has himself.
Thinking of this, Murong Che shook his head and said with a smile: "That's all, it's not that important. Since the Emperor is not interested, it's okay not to say anything. Does the Emperor miss the princess?"
Zhuo Lang nodded quickly, maybe because of Zi Gu, but also because of Ye Fuxun's love and care for him. Apart from Murong Che, the person Zhuo Lang relied on the most was Ye Fuxun.
"I haven't seen Fu Xun for a long time. I wonder if she is okay now."
Seeing Zhuo Lang's well-behaved appearance, Murong Che couldn't help it. He stretched out his hand to rub Zhuo Lang's head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, she is by Bai Yuxian's side. It's not our turn to worry about her, Wei Chen."
The peace talks have been arranged, and you will be able to see the princess in two days."
"Hmm... Archer, that's great."
Zhuo Lang seemed to like having his head touched by people close to him. When Murong Che touched his head, he narrowed his eyes with satisfaction. The young man already had a gorgeous face, but he showed such an expression, with red lips and white teeth.
Murong Che's eyes darkened, he lowered his eyes, and withdrew his hand in Zhuo Lang's somewhat reluctant eyes.
"This is what Wei Chen should do."
The distance between them, between the monarch and his ministers, is like a natural chasm, insurmountable.
Two days later, Murong Che and Zhuo Lang set off from South King City and headed for the border.
In the center of the border between the two countries, General Yan Qiuke had already set up a large tent to invite the generals of the Lu State for peace talks. In order to reassure the Lu State, he also specifically stated that he would only bring a thousand elite troops with him.
In Lu Guo, Changzhou, and in the war camp, the peace treaty book had appeared in Bai Yuxian's hand.
For Bai Yuxian and Ye Fuxun, such a result was obviously expected.
But for the other soldiers in the army, it was like a bolt from the blue and rain falling from the sky. The war was finally coming to an end, and the sincerity of the new Southern King was obviously much more reassuring than the previous one.
The reason why Murong Che was so relieved was naturally because there were people from Yunyuan Pavilion around to protect him, and Bai Yuxian would definitely not do anything to them.
On the surface, "talking about peace" is actually just a show. It's better to get together in an open and fair manner than to send messages in private. No one can say what's wrong.
After reading the letter, King Huainan was secretly surprised by the emperor's wide network of contacts. Then he glanced at his generals with different expressions and said solemnly: "This new King of Nan is full of sincerity, but the Southern Kingdom has just dealt with it."
There is so much civil strife, and I guess I don’t want to fight anymore.”