Although Li Xia proclaimed himself emperor in a hurry, he had already been preparing for it as early as the end of last year when Yuan and Meng sent envoys to Lin'an, so there was no big panic.
But there are too many small details that have become a mess. For example, the dragon robe was not made in time, and the Qin Prince's palace was not expanded in time...
In the hurried atmosphere of Chang'an City, Li Xia felt a sense of unreality.
He could sense that the ministers were busy and did not have much thought to discuss specific government affairs with him, so he, the emperor who was about to ascend the throne, seemed a bit like an outsider.
Even when he heard the word "emperor", he didn't feel that it suited him.
Weird.
"His Majesty."
"Official family."
"saint."
On the evening of the ninth day of June, Yan Rong leaned in Li Xia's arms and called her several times. When Li Xia didn't respond, he called out coquettishly: "Husband, take care of this family."
"I'm still not used to being an emperor. Is it because I'm too young?"
"Hmph, do you think he's old?" Yan Rong put his flawless face in front of him again and asked, "Are you old?"
"You are not old, you are just a little girl in my eyes." Li Xia said: "Actually, I am old, but I look young and don't look like an emperor."
"You are the emperor." Yan Rong put his arms around Li Xia's neck and climbed up, close to his ear, and said in the softest voice: "From the moment you slept with me, you are the emperor." Li Xiashen
He took a breath, smelled her fragrance, and leaned his head against her face.
After being together for many years, Yan Rong knew how to provoke him.
If compared with her, the little Mongolian princess would be like a small piece of firewood...
"Don't move." Yan Rong held his face and said, "Let's chat first. What are you thinking about?"
"Attack the Song Dynasty."
Li Xia caressed Yan Rong's black hair, brought his thoughts back, pondered, and found that to talk about these things, he still had to use Xixia as an example.
"When Li Yuanhao proclaimed himself emperor, he sent an envoy to Song Renzong to recount his ancestor's achievements and ask the Song court to officially recognize his emperor's title."
"Song Ting naturally refused." Yan Rong was not very politically savvy, but he was very good at chatting with Li Xia about these matters.
She is very good at echoing, asking questions, appearing smart when she should be smart, and sometimes appearing stupid just right, as if she was born to be a beloved concubine.
"Yes, the Song court refused, and issued an edict to deprive him of the official titles and surnames he was given, stopped mutual trade, posted notices at the border, and offered a large reward for Li Yuanhao's head."
"Then will they come to assassinate you again?"
"No, what matters is what Li Yuanhao did. He sent a letter to Song Ting, accusing Song Ting of betrayal, sarcastically mocking the Zhao family, and at the same time using the power of the Liao Kingdom to threaten Song Ting, but in the end he said that he still had relations with Song Ting
It is the good intention of the imperial court to reconcile."
"Why did he do this?" Yan Rong expressed confusion.
"The purpose after all is to get Song Ting to recognize his imperial title. To anger Song Ting first, once the war starts, the people will blame Song for the war."
Yan Rong then praised: "It's a very smart approach, will you do the same?"
"The princes advised me to do this." Li Xia said, "But I want to attack Song Dynasty as soon as I become emperor."
Yan Rong may not understand the reason, but his eyes lit up, showing an expression of admiration for Li Xia.
"No matter how smart Li Yuanhao did back then, Xixia will only have a small place in the end. And what I want is to unify the world. Some things should not be done too smartly or too appropriately." Li Xia said: "If you attack Song Dynasty first, you will definitely get a bad name. Next.
In the next few years, the world will accuse him of being a traitor and treason, but when the time comes to rule the world, who will remember this?"
"You are an extraordinary hero, and what you do is naturally different from others."
"It's just practical. Mongolians are practical in doing things, but the Song Dynasty paid too much attention to false etiquette, and suffered losses from thirty years of competition with Mongolia."
Li Xia put it simply, but recently his ministers have strongly opposed the idea of attacking Song Dynasty first.
This time, not only the civil servants from the south of the Yangtze River, but also officials regardless of civil or military status, north or south, thought it was inappropriate.
In the final analysis, Li Xia did not understand the importance that people in the world attached to prestige. Not only did they have very different views on not only the attack on Song Dynasty, but also the auspicious day of his ascension to the throne.
Li Xia is willing to take care of everyone and wants one
He wishes to ascend the throne on an auspicious day, but what he cares more about is that the time of ascending the throne is convenient for his subsequent strategies.
However, all the ministers believed that the auspicious day of the zodiac was more important than anything else, and they would not hesitate to delay the war opportunity.
After all, Li Xia couldn't understand this kind of superstition. In other words, the word "superstition" appeared in his mind, and his opinions had big differences. But things are never smooth sailing. All they have to do is overcome all difficulties. In short, the discussion will be successful in the end.
There are results.
"The enthronement ceremony will be held on July 18th, avoiding the Hungry Ghost Festival and Gengzi Day. It is better to pray for blessings, sacrifices, and good luck. After enthroning, I will personally go to Chongqing Prefecture within one month to march along the river to conquer the Song Dynasty."
Yan Rong didn't ask whether he would win or lose, he only asked: "Will it reach Lin'an?"
She didn't know the strength of the army, but she admired Li Xia more and more and firmly believed that he would win.
But Li Xia was worried that if he won, he would inevitably encounter a few defeats.
What he didn't want to lose was this kind of battle to found the country.
"No, I don't have the strength. But if we can approach Ezhou, Song Ting will definitely seek peace."
"Can I help you?" Yan Rong said, "If I reply to Lin'an."
"It's useless. The reason Deng Yan was able to reach Chang'an was because Jia Sidao turned a blind eye." Li Xia lowered his head and said, "Don't worry, I promise you that if you capture Lin'an, I will protect her."
"It's so kind of you."
Yan Rong leaned forward again, kissed Li Xia's neck, and said softly: "Then... Your Majesty has ascended the throne, can you give me a title?"
She had thought clearly before she dared to bring it up. Li Xia was already planning to attack the Song Dynasty first, so why should he be afraid of canonizing a concubine? Sure enough, he nodded.
Yan Rong was overjoyed, his smile was as bright as a flower, and his whole body seemed to be in full bloom.
As Li Xia said to Yan Rong, he paid more attention to practical affairs than the enthronement ceremony.
Therefore, from the beginning of June to the end of July, the ministers were busy with various etiquette matters, while Li Xia was busy mobilizing troops and horses. Within half a year, he had transferred most of the navy to the Yangtze River
Along the line...
June 27, Wanzhou.
Jiang Cai left his home in Wanzhou City with two big fish and headed for the military camp outside the city.
He was a little reluctant to say goodbye to his pregnant wife, but military orders came from the Chongqing government and all generals were required to return to camp as soon as possible recently.
It had been more than two years since he had surrendered to the King of Qin, and Jiang Cai had succeeded him. It was Kuizhou Road, which has now been changed to Chongqing Road. Gao Changshou, the appeasement envoy, acted as a matchmaker for him.
He was reluctant to marry again at first, but as Gao Changshou said, life must go on as long as a person is alive.
The past is over.
Together with his allegiance to the Song Dynasty, they have long been buried in the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River...
All the way to the military camp, Jiang quickened his pace. "General."
General Jiang Cai strode to a barracks. Sure enough, the soldiers inside were talking about something, and the atmosphere was completely different from that at home. "Really negotiated peace?! Bowed to the dog captives and surrendered?"
"You just know? Can the bunch of wimps in the Song Dynasty court be strong-willed?"
"I know even if I think about it, I feel like a bird."
"What about us? If we really negotiate for peace, will we become Mongolian dogs? I heard that Li Shuai in the northwest regained Xingqing Mansion. What is it called... Ningxia Road? At that time, I also said this name. Listen
Fresh."
Jiang Cai had known about the peace negotiations between the Song Dynasty and the Song Dynasty for a long time, but now it was slowly brewing in the army.
Every time people on Chongqing Road heard about Guan Long's military exploits, they developed their arrogance but had nowhere to express it. They already longed for a battle with the Mongols, and when they heard the news of the Song court's peace talks, it felt like it was exploding.
Perhaps it was the result of deliberate guidance from military instructors. Jiang Cai went to Chongqing Mansion a while ago and received instructions from Gao Changshou.
He put down the fish in his hand, cleared his throat, and strode into the tent.
"General."
"The general is back..."
Jiang Cai looked around, pressed down on the news he wanted to tell, and said with a stern face: "Brothers are all here, it seems that they have heard about it. I just ask you, can you swallow this piece of cake?"