(Easter egg at the end of the chapter, King Yong enters the palace!)
On both sides of the long street, people were kneeling and kowtow.
He rode forward and found Zhao Yanxun near the imperial city, where his new life began.
Three years is not a long time, but when Zhao Yanxun recalls it, it feels like most of his life has passed.
Every scene of his battle in Longyou, every most difficult moment, now appeared before his eyes.
At the other end of the long street is the main gate of the Imperial City, outside Chengtian Gate.
The people kneeling on both sides of the road were changed from ordinary people to officials, as well as a large number of dignitaries living in Beicheng.
Early this morning, these dignitaries were driven out onto the street, and their bodies were already feeling a little overwhelmed even after they had knelt down.
Especially the older ones, such as Wang Tinghe, the chief minister of the cabinet. At this moment, he relied on the support of the officials on his left and right to support himself.
The physical suffering was secondary. What really worried Wang Cunzhang was the dispute between himself and King Yong.
Wang Tinghe was the leading figure when he initially opposed King Yong's seizure of the legitimate son and drove him out of the capital to become a vassal.
Calculating the old and new grudges together, it will be difficult for the Wang family to have a good ending.
But as long as there is a glimmer of hope, Wang Tinghe is still willing to do his best to seek forgiveness from King Yong to his family.
At this moment, Wang Tinghe was ready to be humiliated and trampled on.
Xie Xiaofang, who was next to him, was also worried at the moment, but he was better than Wang Tinghe.
As the second assistant, Xie Xiaofang is the spokesperson launched by the southern counties.
Now that the south is in a state of "out of control", he can serve as a bridge between King Yong and the south. Xie Xiaofang thinks he is valuable, so he has a slightly better mentality.
But overall, all the officials present were extremely worried at this moment.
Listening to the closer and closer "Long Live" sounds, these officials became more and more worried, and even their breathing became rapid.
Their mouths were dry, some even coughed nervously, and the order at the scene became slightly chaotic.
The Yong Army soldiers standing guard were not used to these people at all at this moment, and directly yelled loudly: "Shut up and be honest!"
These soldiers fought all the way from Longyou to the airport in more than two months. It is not an exaggeration to say that they crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
In front of the soldiers of the Yong Army, the officials who used to be superior could only hide their anger and grievances for fear of offending these evil-minded soldiers.
After close contact with these soldiers, these people truly understood why the imperial army was so vulnerable.
It's not that the imperial officers and soldiers are too incompetent, it's just that Yong's army is too powerful.
After being reprimanded by the soldiers, the officials and dignitaries outside Chengtian Gate all fell silent at this moment.
In the distance, we can already see the marching ceremonial guard and the dragon flag of King Yong.
"Long live the prince..."
"Long live the prince..."
As the mountain shouts gradually approached, the officials outside Chengtian Gate also started shouting.
Among the crowd, Xue Jingyan, the Marquis of Yuanping, looked up towards the long street, just to find an opportunity to get in touch with his son-in-law and explain the "problem" clearly in advance.
Beside Xue Jingyan, a middle-aged man of similar age sighed: "Old Xue, our Zhen family is finished!"
A queen was born in the Zhen family. It was the most prosperous time, but unexpectedly the emperor was overthrown.
Whether it's good or not, it's secondary. If the Zhen family is labeled as a traitor, then there will only be a dead end.
It can be said that the experiences of the Zhen family and the Xue family were very similar before and after, and now they have exchanged places.
In fact, when Master Zhen said this, he was asking the Xue family for help. After all, they had helped the Xue family before.
Xue Jingyan sighed and said, "Brother Zhen, our Xue family is also in danger!"
As Zhao Yanxun got closer and closer, the sound of worship at the scene became louder and louder.
Most people quietly raised their heads, wanting to catch a glimpse of King Yong's appearance, but under the gaze of the soldiers in front, these people lowered their heads in fear.
Looking at the tall Chengtian Gate in front of him, Zhao Yanxun finally felt a little excited.
Imperial power is supreme, and he is about to take control of it.
According to his request, all the eunuchs and maids in the palace, including the concubine, were placed under house arrest in their respective locations.
In other words, except for the soldiers standing guard, there is no living person who can move around in the palace.
Looking at the gate tower in front of him, Zhao Yanxun slowly moved forward, ignoring the officials who were prostrating on both sides.
Seeing Zhao Yanxun riding his horse into Chengtian Gate, the officials on both sides of the road breathed a sigh of relief.
Raising his head slightly, Wang Tinghe's heart was filled with bitterness as he watched Zhao Yanxun disappear inside the city gate.
When Zhao Yanxun passed by these high-ranking officials just now, he did not stop at all, which meant that he treated them like ordinary people.
And Zhao Yanxun's contempt made Xie Xiaofang's heart hurt.
In Zhao Yanxun's eyes, these people were equal to ants, and Xie Xiaofang's own perceived use value seemed ridiculous at the moment.
Outside Chengtian Gate, the people following Zhao Yanxun were stopped by Lin Dagui, the gatekeeper.
"Your Highnesses, gentlemen, the prince has said... No one is allowed in unless summoned!"
Hearing this, everyone wanted to say something, but they had a tacit understanding and kept their mouths shut.
Standing outside the doorway, everyone could only look at the back of Zhao Yanxun walking alone.
Let's talk about Zhao Yanxun. At this moment, he was alone and rode into the palace.
Beating a horse and holding a sword, walking in the forbidden area, he has the attitude of a conqueror.
After leaving aside the ceremonial guards and entourage, Zhao Yanxun's heart gradually became peaceful as he walked alone on the quiet palace road.
Tap tap tap tap…
The sound of horse hooves echoed in the palace, making the place even more peaceful.
Pass through Chengtianmen, then Da'anmen, and then enter Huangjimen.
In front of the Mahuangji Gate, Zhao Yanxun got off his horse, and a soldier immediately took over the reins.
Walking up the steps of Huangji Gate alone, the towering Huangji Hall appeared in front of Zhao Yanxun.
After passing the Huangji Gate and arriving at the large square in front of the Huangji Palace, images from his childhood flooded into his mind.
Although it was the memory of his previous life, Zhao Yanxun felt the same way.
Passing through the square and walking onto the Danbi Stone, Zhao Yanxun appeared in front of Huangji Hall.
The location here was higher than the palace wall in front, so when Zhao Yanxun turned around, he could actually see the situation outside the imperial city.
A feeling of being in control of the whole world naturally appeared in his heart.
It can be said that after entering the palace, Zhao Yanxun's heart was changing every moment.
Next, Zhao Yanxun entered the Huangji Palace, but it was empty. There was nothing to see except the throne and the dragon chair.
After leaving Huangji Hall and passing through Chongzheng Gate, Zhao Yanxun came to Chongzheng Hall, where the Chang Dynasty was held.
Standing in the main hall, the image of being crowned king appeared in his mind.
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yanxun left Chongzheng Hall and continued north to Qian'an Palace.
This is the emperor's palace, and it is also a place where ministers are received and military affairs are discussed.
To put it simply, the first two halls were Quaker-style, but this was still the power center of the Jin Dynasty.
As the Yong soldiers kowtowed, Zhao Yanxun walked into Qian'an Gate with his hands behind his back.
At this moment, he still remembered the day three years ago when Concubine Duan brought him here and cried in front of the emperor.
It's a pity that the old emperor is no longer here.
Zhao Yanxun, a cavalryman, claimed that he was ordered by heaven to quell the national calamity, but to be honest, he felt guilty towards the old emperor.
The old man was really kind to him. When he was in Beijing, he worked hard to make him the crown prince and gave him many people and materials under the rule of the feudal dynasty.
But as his son, after the death of the old emperor, he kicked the proposed heir to Longyou.
Thinking of these, Zhao Yanxun walked into the gate of Qian'an Palace.
There was no doubt that there was still no one inside.
The hall looked extremely messy, with fallen utensils everywhere and memorials scattered on the ground.
Walking to the center of the hall, Zhao Yanxun bent down and picked up a memorial, and only glanced at it casually.
"Although Yong's army is strong, it is just a bluff. Please ask the emperor to allocate more weapons, food, and wages to boost morale. I can guarantee that Yong's army will be defeated within ten days!"
Zhao Yanxun couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the contents of the memorial, so he spread out the memorial to see if it was someone who spoke so loudly.
"The minister of the Ministry of War, Gaoping Hou Zhu Chengming, would like to play..."
Zhao Yanxun had some impressions of Zhu Chengming.
Before the Jishui War, this man was the commander-in-chief of the imperial army. Later, due to his inability to lead the army, the imperial court replaced him with Lu Liqing.
Putting down the memorial, Zhao Yanxun continued to wander around the hall.
If nothing else happens, he will spend the rest of his life here.
Entering a side hall, Zhao Yanxun discovered the portrait of Emperor Tai'an. This was the place where Zhao Weilong confided his true feelings alone.
Looking at the portrait of Emperor Tai'an hanging in front of him, Zhao Yanxun took off his sword and put it aside, then slowly knelt on the futon.
Facing the portrait, Zhao Yanxun kowtowed three times.
"Father, the child is back..."
(The second one will be more anti-theft, mainly because I don’t have time to write it. I’m going to bed first and will make up for it tomorrow! Everyone, go to bed early!)