Chapter 190 Xiliang becomes the sky, killing the envoys!
The ministers' beards trembled and they all looked at Wei Zheng with strange eyes.
Does this old man really not understand, or does he pretend not to understand?
Your Majesty has already issued an edict to give Concubine Dou Ji a new title, making her a noble concubine, but this old man still insists on insisting on it?
It’s too old-fashioned, isn’t it just a woman? Your Majesty likes her, so what else can she do?
Qin Yun had no choice but to deal with the pedantic old man, and said vaguely: "Concubine Dou Ji is dead, and there is only Concubine Dou in the harem."
When an ordinary minister hears such an answer and feels the emperor's determination, he should shut up.
But Wei Zheng's face was serious, and he said loudly and solemnly without fear of death: "Your Majesty, you are so blatantly occupying your elders, which is against etiquette and law!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the imperial study room became even colder in the winter.
Qin Yun wanted to punch the old man to death, but he thought that I had even taken off Mrs. Chengyang's clothes, so what if he did it with live ammunition?
But he couldn't say or scold Wei Zheng, because he was a critic and had such a temper.
He winked at Gu Chuntang and asked him to solve it.
Then he waved his hand: "I'm tired, dear friends, please go back first."
Wei Zheng obviously would not give up. He blew his beard and glared: "Your Majesty, how could you..."
Before he finished speaking, Gu Chuntang and the others took him away with smiles, comforting and persuading him, and led him directly out of the imperial study room.
From far away, you can still hear his cursing voice.
This matter will be settled.
After the persuasion of many ministers and the involvement of other state affairs, Wei Zheng finally gave up hesitantly.
He just issued three memorials in a row, begging Qin Yun not to do such nonsense again.
His words were direct and he did not care about the emperor's face.
Qin Yun laughed after reading this. How could such a rigid old minister survive in the imperial court for so many years?
After disbanding the ministers.
Qin Yun was not idle.
"Feng Lao, immediately sent a large number of Jinyi guards to Xiliang to spread the news, saying that Wang Min intended to occupy Xiliang's military affairs and designed to kill Sima Tu."
"We must not let the Sima family in Xiliang fall into the hands of Wang Min. This woman is too ambitious. Even Lao Jiu was tricked into losing everything by her, and in the end he had no choice but to jump over the wall."
"Once she gains too much power, the court will be in trouble!"
Feng Lao bent down: "Yes, Your Majesty."
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Time flies, four days pass.
The news of the sudden change in Weiyang Palace flew to all parts of Daxia like wings.
All local military and political affairs are affected by the wind, stirring up thousands of waves!
Especially Xiliang.
When Sima Tu died, three hundred thousand troops rioted. Everyone was in danger and hated the imperial capital!
In the mourning hall of the three armies, hundreds of armies are crying and howling.
Sima Zong and his second brother Sima Cang, who were dressed in mourning and mourning, knelt in front of the tomb. Behind them were all the military and political officials from Xiliang. It could be said that they were in a state of shock!
The sky thundered and dark clouds gathered!
"Eldest Young Master, the death of the Grand Governor cannot be left to chance!"
"This is obviously what the emperor did deliberately. He used the New Year's Eve banquet as an excuse to kill the governor and disintegrate our Xiliang army."
"My classmates and friends in the court sent news that the governor died miserably and was given poisoned wine by the emperor."
"Sun Tingfang, the imperial envoy, actually dared to come here to offer condolences in a pretentious manner, saying that someone had falsely conveyed the imperial edict. How could the emperor's royal badge be fake?!"
A young general in military uniform roared angrily!
Sima Zong looks like a young man, in his early twenties, with the same heroic temperament as his father, but a bit immature.
His eyes were filled with hatred, but he said nothing.
At this time!
The young general gave a wink to several other military and political officials around him.
Several people began to speak one after another, encouraging Sima Zong.
"Eldest Young Master, you can't sit still and wait for death!"
"Xiliang has sufficient food and grass, 300,000 cavalry, and our full support. We must give the imperial court a head-on blow and let them know how powerful they are!"
"Yes, we are willing to support the eldest son to succeed to the throne and become the new governor!"
"Succession, succession, succession!!!"
The three armies roared in unison, and almost half of the important generals turned into fanatics, urging Sima Zong to succeed to the throne and pursue independence.
Obviously, this was premeditated.
Those generals who disagreed did not dare to speak. After all, in front of Sima Tu's mourning hall, if he said disappointing words or spoke for the court, he would most likely be killed as a traitor.
Sima Cang's face was filled with resentment: "Brother, what are you waiting for? Do you want to wait until both your brothers and I are sentenced to death by the court?!"
Sima Zong looked extremely struggling. He still had some sense. He thought this matter was strange and wanted to weigh the pros and cons.
Sudden!!
A Xiliang general rushed over.
He shouted angrily at the top of his lungs: "eldest son, what a disgrace!!!"
"The imperial envoys were having fun in the restaurant and did not take the governor's funeral seriously at all. They even laughed and talked about how good the governor's death was."
"They also said that the Governor's body was rotting and stinking in the imperial capital! There was no one to clean it up!"
The deafening and miserable sound quickly aroused the emotions of the three armies.
Boom!
The entire Xiliang army exploded with rage.
The eyes of the two Sima Zong brothers suddenly turned blood red, and endless anger burned in their minds, driving away all reason.
Roaring towards the sky, the veins are exposed!
"ah!!!"
"It's too much to bully others, it's too much to bully others!"
"Give me the order, kill! Kill! Kill!"
"No one of the imperial envoys will be spared. Their heads will be cut off and all their blood will be shed to sacrifice my father's spirit in heaven!!!"
The three armies were in a state of shock, raising their swords and swords high.
They all screamed: "Kill!"
The young generals who had fanned the flames earlier looked at each other and snickered maliciously.
Hidden in the army, no one can see it.
Their purpose is to split Xiliang. The bigger the conflict, the better!
And several generals mounted their horses at lightning speed, led their guards, and pounced on the imperial envoys in the city like wolves.
Just less than an hour.
One hundred and seven corpses were dragged by horses in front of the three armies of Xiliang, across the plain, and directly to the mourning hall!
This is the team of envoys sent by Qin Yun. The current minister Sun Tingfang is among them. At this moment, the heads have been separated!
Suddenly it started to rain heavily, crash!
Vaguely, thunder flashed, indicating a sudden change!
Sima Zong looked up to the sky and screamed, with blood and tears rolling down his face.
He knelt in front of the mourning hall: "Father, my child is unfilial!"
"I let you die miserably in the Imperial Capital, but there is nothing you can do!"
"Haier assures you that the three armies of Xiliang will pay for your debt with blood. These one hundred and seven imperial envoys are just an interest."
"Emperor Dog, you must pay a price, the price of blood!" He roared, almost breaking his throat.
The solemn and angry scene made him even more tragic.
boom!
Thunder exploded.
The three armies were infected, their emotions boiled, and they roared like thunder: "The eldest son succeeds to the throne, the eldest son succeeds to the throne!"
"Counterattack the Imperial Capital, counterattack the Imperial Capital!"
Under the gaze of everyone, Sima Zong turned around, his eyes blood red and full of hatred.
He lectured: "I, Sima Zong, have inherited my father's legacy and will take charge of Xiliang from now on. I will definitely make the court pay the price!"
The three armies dismounted and roared: "The Governor is mighty!"
The blood in Sima Zong's heart boils, not only with the desire for revenge, but also with the pleasure of having power!
"Repay...!"
"There is a sudden movement in the city. Qi Keng, the king of Zhenbei, has intensively mobilized an army of 100,000 troops with countless supplies to attack our important town of Xiliang!"