After the rebirth, Aijia and Bamboo Horseshoe printed him

Chapter 83

The Daning etiquette system is relatively lenient to officials. The filial piety of the country cries for half an hour, and after crying for a stick of incense, you can rest for a while, drink water to clear your throat, and don’t perform a grand ceremony and fall ill the next day. one slice.

At this moment, the dry howling outside stopped, and the house was quiet. The north wind blew the snow off the treetops and fell to the ground, making a slight "fluttering" sound.

Zhou Shuhe should be very moved by the gentle confession of the person he admired, but Zhou Shuhe was dumbfounded.

"Is this okay to say? Is this okay to say in front of children?"

Qi Yu nodded, with a calm expression: "It should be possible, Your Majesty thinks so, right?"

Sui Sui, who was targeted, swallowed: "Maybe..."

"..."

Since the two parties concerned didn't think there was a problem, Zhou Shuhe didn't have any objections, but the thing that had been hanging in his heart fell to the ground inexplicably, and on the contrary, he became a little suspicious.

"You don't have anything to hide from me, do you?"

Suisui's eyes wandered, and Zhou Shuhe was about to ask more questions, but Qi Yu stood in front of him with a very sincere expression: "How could it be, Xiaohe? How could we hide it from you?"

Zhou Shuhe was silent for a moment, and raised his hand to push away the thick-skinned one so that he could question the thin-skinned one. Who knows that the body of his subordinates seems to be thin, but he couldn't move even half of it if he really wanted to push and pull.

She hummed and groaned, and nothing happened.

"Wow!" Zhou Shuhe became angry with embarrassment, "The three sticks of incense should treat each other with admiration, you two have grown up, and you should work together to bully me!"

Sui Sui couldn't stand the agitation, and was about to turn red when he blushed. Qi Yu grabbed him in time, took half a step back, and changed the subject without guilt.

"It's almost time. Your majesty and empress are also invited to preside over the grand ceremony before the spirit."

Of course such a big happy event cannot be missed, Zhou Shuhe looked out the window, the sky really couldn't be delayed any longer, snorted at him, raised his head and strode out with chest out.

"By the way," she stopped as if thinking of something, and turned her head to look up and down at the child behind her, "There will be a funeral for a happy event, Your Majesty, don't be silly, remember to show a little sadness."

"...Oh." Sui Sui said solemnly.

The emperor Daxing came out, but the courtiers were not crying with all their heart.

Zhou Shaochen, the court councilor, squinted his eyes, and saw that the minister of punishment in the front row took out a small piece of finely sliced ​​chili ring from his sleeve, and secretly wiped it on his eyes.

"—O late emperor!"

Well, he cried a little more sincerely now.

Zhou Shaochen withdrew his gaze, and began to brew feelings himself.

The [-] troops surrounded the city wall, the city was under martial law, the people closed their doors and closed their houses, and the hearts of the courtiers were already restless. Zhou Shaochen's eyes suddenly turned red with this brewing.

Because of the advantage of the city wall, defending the city is far easier than attacking the city. It takes three, five, or ten or fifteen times as many troops to break through. Now that there are [-] soldiers in the capital, it is reasonable to not be afraid of [-] siege troops. , but the Battle of the Imperial City was different.

Generally speaking, in the offensive and defensive battle of a city, the most important thing is not the killing inside and outside the city wall, but the time.

The defenders have a city as a backup, rice and noodles stored by grain merchants, rivers and wells, houses and medical clinics, and relatives and friends of the people. They don't need to look forward and backward, just guard the city.

Defending the city lies in "defending". The longer you defend, the more you can wait for reinforcements.

The siege army is different. They need logistics to transport food and grass continuously, they need to live in simple tent camps, they need to besieged, and they need to endure until the city runs out of ammunition and food, and wins without a fight.

Siege lies in "boiling", the longer you endure, the more you can conquer the city.

This is a duel about time and patience, but this time, it is the imperial city that is defending the city, and it is not just this city that must be defended.

There is internal chaos in Daning, and the four sides are eyeing. Now, apart from the war with the Di people in the north, the Turks in the Northwest, the Yi people in the Far East, and the Baiyue barbarians in the south of the Lingnan are also eager to try.

The imperial city may have time to guard, but the people in the four directions have only one life, and human life cannot withstand suffering.

They can't afford to wait.

"Hey! What are you thinking about?"

Someone slapped his arm suddenly, Zhou Shaochen was startled, pulled himself out of his thoughts, raised his eyes to look to the side, it was An Ming.

He frowned tightly: "Master An, this is the grand ceremony of the late emperor's burial, don't lose your manners!"

An Ming shook his head and let out a muffled laugh: "Your Majesty Zhou, you are in a daze here, isn't it quite disrespectful? Anyway, Your Majesty and Your Majesty don't care, so there's no need to be so rigid, just ask what you're thinking about with that sad look on your face?"

"What else can you think about? It's not just about King Zhao." Zhou Shaochen acquiesced to his rhetoric, and moved his eyes to the outside of the palace wall. "This morning, the sun has not risen yet, and there was a fight under the city. Although it was just a small fight, The casualties of the soldiers on both sides were only more than ten people, but after all, the two soldiers met each other, if the news spread, the border would be unstable."

An Ming smiled and said: "Yes, King Zhao should have received the news from the border, but he has reached this point, he must ascend to the throne or die, today's siege is not for siege, but to force those in the palace. Let’s make a decision as soon as possible.”

Zhou Shaochen was silent for a moment, glanced at him, but still didn't hold back: "Tell me, what decision will His Majesty make?"

An Ming raised his eyebrows and asked, "May I ask Mr. Zhou what he thinks?"

Zhou Shaochen thought for a while, and said seriously: "King Zhao disregards the safety of the people in Daning in order to seek power and position, and turns a blind eye to the worries of foreign enemies. He is not a good person and he is not good to be with."

An Ming nodded: "That is to say, Master Zhou does not agree with His Royal Highness King Zhao's move of 'Qing Jun sidestepping Qi Yu'. Well, Master Zhou is indeed benevolent."

These days, rumors about Qi Yu and Zhou Shuhe are gradually rising in the court. Zhou Shaochen is already depressed. True by default.As soon as An Ming said this, he jumped up as if his tail had been bitten, attracting disapproving looks from several courtiers around him.

Zhou Shaochen lowered his head and knelt back to his original position in embarrassment, and scolded in a low voice with his neck stuck: "It's still the same sentence, I will not let the traitor take the young master to order the world. Whoever lives will be more beneficial to the people of Daning."

An Ming lowered his eyes and said with a faint smile, "Yes."

After noon, the late emperor's coffin was moved from the imperial palace to the funeral palace. Zhou Shuhe returned to Yongning Palace, changed into a cumbersome court dress, and asked Jiyue to bring up the fresh meat crisps she had secretly stashed.

During the national mourning period, meat should not be contaminated, but no one will find out anyway, so stealing some meat is nothing.

After getting the fresh meat crisps, she greeted Jiyue: "Do you want to eat together?"

Jiyue sighed, her eyes full of sadness: "How can your empress still eat?"

Zhou Shuhe took a mouthful of crispy bread sullenly, chewed it carefully in his mouth, and said vaguely: "Is there anything I can't eat."

Jiyue whispered: "The King Zhao's army is attacking the city and wants to kill Qi Zhangyin, isn't your empress worried?"

"Worried, but I'm self-aware."

She put down the half-bitten fresh meat crisps, and said with a frown, "I'm a little clever, but I don't know anything about politics, military affairs, foreign affairs... these things, since I don't know how to do it, I can't make good suggestions. See It's easy to get angry with yourself, so it's better to just ignore it."

"All I can do is take care of myself, trust Qi Yu, and wait for him to figure out a way to deal with it."

The dragon in the hall dissipated heat, making people feel warm and lazy. Zhou Shuhe suppressed his uneasiness and looked out the window. The snow was still falling.

"Jiyue, help me remove my makeup and distribute it. Let's make plum blossom cakes. He was still talking about it in autumn. It just so happens that plum blossoms are also here these days."

As for the way Qi Yu came up with to deal with King Zhao, I couldn't say whether it was good or not, but fortunately Zhou Shuhe didn't know, otherwise he would definitely be mad at him.

Since King Zhao entered the capital, several ministers in the Hall of Mental Cultivation discussed how to stabilize him, how to prevent the two armies from fighting, and how to prevent other countries from invading.

This is the way to be successful.

But Qi Yu's method was simpler and more direct than these.

——Behead the traitor and kill the king of Zhao.

As soon as King Zhao dies, this group of rebels, who are more than [-]% recruits, will immediately fall apart. If the rebellion can be quickly quelled, it will be the same as if there was no rebellion, and the countries of the world will not dare to act rashly.

This is simple to say, and there are no loopholes in logic, but if you talk about practice, it will inevitably make people think that the person who said this is arrogant and nonsense.

[-] sergeants, even if they were all shrimp soldiers and crab generals, would need a full [-] acres of land to accommodate them. It would be tantamount to a dream to kill King Zhao, who was guarded by so many people in the central army.

In the side hall of the Taiji Hall, several ministers of state affairs were given seats, and only one person stood in the hall with his hands down, looked around at the ministers, and spoke slowly.

"I have an archer who can penetrate Yang with a hundred steps under my command, equipped with a special bow | crossbow that can take a person's head within a hundred feet."

The emperor was young, and the queen mother, in order to show her determination to fight against King Zhao, chanted "Whoever offends me will die" with all the ministers at the ecclesiastical ceremony, and handed over the matter to the person who was least likely to negotiate peace with King Zhao in the whole world.

——Qi Yu, governor of the Overwatch Council, and King Zhao will never stop dying, and Emperor Daning will never stop dying together with all those who want to rebel.

The royal stance is tough, like a needle that calms the soul and calms the soul, stabilizing the restless minds of civil and military officials.And the hidden worries brought to the ministers by his act of trusting the eunuch was temporarily covered by the eunuch himself with the most humble posture and the most radical means.

Mr. Wang, the chief assistant of the cabinet, frowned: "A bow|crossbowman... can indeed be used as a killer move, but Zhao Wang is in the central army, and it is difficult to go to the blue sky after crossing tens of thousands of soldiers and directly taking his head."

"But that's the case," Lord Fan nodded, "Minister of War Minister Fan: "Someone still needs to lead troops to break through the Zhao army's formation and reveal its empty door."

"Exactly."

"There must be someone."

"It must be a general."

Several other ministers also echoed one by one, and swung their eyes vigorously to General Hong, the leader of the imperial army on the right. General Hong received attention from all directions, and his scalp tingled for a while, tremblingly said: "Young official..."

"Old man."

"Hehe, such a reason is not new."

"Tsk, it takes a thousand days to raise soldiers, but there is no time to use them."

Under all kinds of disappointed or contemptuous and resentful gazes, General Hong fidgeted and couldn't stand it under the embarrassment. He stood up suddenly and opened his mouth in a broken can.

"Yes, yes, the boss and so on are just excuses. I'm a big boss and you civil servants can't figure it out. Anyway, let's put it here and say that the [-] army is a shrimp soldier and crab general, heh! Don't even look at our imperial army!"

"What do you mean? What's wrong with the Forbidden Army?" Master Fan was dissatisfied.

He is the Minister of the Ministry of War, in charge of the army's chariots, horses, armor and equipment. Because Emperor Taiping was particularly afraid of death, the Ministry of War allocates the most funds every year among the three imperial guards in the capital, with the intention of building a first-class and strong army in Daning.

General Hong snorted coldly: "Yes, it is said that he is the elite soldier with the most complete armor and the most salary, but the Jinwu Guard can enter with a little more money, and the Habayashi Army, aren't they all gold-plated by the adults? Dude? Heijiawei is a little bit stronger, directly under the Overwatch Council, and has a bad reputation. Those who have money and power are not willing to enter if they have other means. Finally, some ordinary soldiers with good skills are cheaper. If you break your head, you can win a battle."

"People's miscellaneous soldiers are from peasants, no matter how dull they are, they can still have strength. What about our young masters? It doesn't matter what you want. It's okay to just rely on equipment to defend the city. If you really want to rush out, everyone will piss and cry. Mother, the general and the soldiers are going to die together!"

Following his last words, the hall suddenly fell into silence.

The charcoal fire beside the stove is burning with enthusiasm, but people's hearts are faintly cold.

Lord Wang, who was in the first seat, changed his expression several times, and after a while he gritted his teeth and said, "My eldest son, Wang Chuanwu, entered the official position with martial arts, and he is worthy of a battle."

General Hong was silent for a moment, bent down and sat down, his tone slightly softer: "If it's just to die, my old life is nothing precious. But even if I die, I can't completely disrupt Zhao Jun's formation and cut off the thief's head. What should we do if we lose troops and lose generals, so that the originally stable defense of the city will be at a disadvantage?"

This... the ministers fell into deep thought.

And Qi Yu, who had retreated to the shadow of the house since General Hong got up, was looking at the group of ministers of Daning as a "bystander".

Very interesting.he thought silently.

This Mr. Wang is the father of Queen Wang. He came from the Zanying family. He taught his children to be sincere since childhood. Now he can send his beloved son to a fight with no return. It is worthy of watching like this. He is a loyal minister and good general selected by Zhou Shuhe.

However, General Cai Hong ridiculed just now, among the "gold-plated dudes stuffed in by the adults", there are also descendants of his royal family.

Some people are loyal, brave and selfless when disaster strikes, but some small actions are inevitable in peaceful years. What is even more embarrassing is that the catastrophe is actually caused by the erosion of their selfishness in their daily life.

People are not sages, and there are filth in the chaotic world. They are not bad people, but they will be lured out of their less noble side by self-interest.

How to stimulate their goodness and how to suppress their badness, these things are things that the little emperor will learn slowly in the future.

And he...

Qi Yu took a step forward, cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Why don't you let me try."

General Hong was disdainful: "You?"

In the hall, seven or eight pairs of eyes stared at the only standing figure, waiting for Qi Yu to finish speaking.

"King Zhao promised his soldiers that whoever takes my head will get a reward of one hundred taels. If my hundred taels of gold goes out with the army and is exposed to the broad daylight, those who have been in the army for a short time, have low obedience, and How can a farmer from a poor background guard against his greed? If they want to fight to take my life, how can they perform their duties and protect the central army?"

"At that time, the enemy's formation will be destroyed without attack."

He looked around, waiting for the ministers to figure it out slowly.

"My lords think, can you give it a try."

Since there are no good soldiers and good generals, why not send a piece of bait to confuse everyone's minds.

The air in the hall seemed to be stagnant, and all the officials looked at each other, speechless for a while, and it was still Mr. Wang who came back to his senses first, he looked up at him, and let out a breath of foul air slowly.

"Master Qi is highly righteous."

After discussing the matter, Qi Yu went back to the Supervisor of Rites and changed into a robe that was convenient for movement, and then went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to bid farewell to His Majesty.

It was about Weishi at this moment, and Sui Sui was lying awkwardly on the table writing the homework assigned by the teachers. Seeing Qi Yu coming, he quickly sat back on the high chair, raised his head and chest, and put on a standard pose. Writing posture, for fear of being taught a lesson.

In the past, although he also respected Qi Zhangyin very much, but in essence, the two of them have a master-servant relationship after all. There is some respect but not enough intimidation. Now he finds that Qi Zhangyin is still his stepfather. It's kind of scary.

I feel that A Niang will yell at him if he is disobedient, no, Qi Zhangyin himself will yell at him.

Sure enough, after someone saluted, he began to train others.

"Your Majesty, reading and writing have their own postures. A king needs to sit upright. Improper postures are not only unsightly, but also harmful to your bones and eyes."

Sui Sui wailed in his heart, with a mature and prudent posture on his face, coughed lowly, and said seriously: "Yes, yes, what Qi Zhangyin said is true."

"..."

He recognized his mistakes quickly, and Qi Yu didn't say much, so he only told him a few things about reading, and asked Sui Sui to recite what he had said before, such as important officials in the court, aristocratic families, rich gentry and wealthy businessmen. over again.

Whoever sticks to loyalty but is indecisive is prone to make big mistakes, who is cunning by nature but has outstanding talents, who can be used, whoever is dignified, but if he can pretend to be a good minister for a lifetime... Seven-year-old children can't understand these complicated human beings and situations. , but write it down first, it will always be useful later.

"And..." The young man hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand to pinch his cheek, the skin under his finger was slippery, the child was itchy from being pinched, his eyes curled into crescents when he smiled, exactly like his mother.

The face of the real dragon emperor is really unreasonable and presumptuous to tease with his hands, it is not an exaggeration to drag it out and chop it off.

Qi Yu smiled, and called him by his baby name for the first time: "Sui Sui."

"Eh--"

"Don't always be afraid that your mother will yell at you. She just looks fierce, but she actually loves you very much."

"I know."

"That's good. If she is unhappy in the future, you have to accompany her, say something nice, coax her and hug her. She will gradually become happy when she sees you, you know?"

"I know," Sui Sui said in a long voice, and as if thinking of something, he couldn't help laughing to himself, "Qi's palm print is so proficient."

Qi Yu also smiled: "Talk from experience."

The snow that had been falling for the whole month gradually stopped, as if it was just another short interval, or maybe it was really about to clear up.

As usual, the sun was hiding behind the layers of gray clouds. There was no sunlight, but the snow covered the entire city, reflecting a blue sky and white sun.

After Qi Yu left the palace, Sui Sui memorized books for a while, and suddenly remembered that Aunt Jiyue came to the Hall of Mental Cultivation this morning to send a box of fresh meat cakes, saying that Auntie secretly made them last night, and asked him to take a break from lectures. Take it out and share it with Qi Zhangyin, and eat it quietly, not letting the other teachers know.

He just forgot to give it to him.

Sui Sui jumped off the dragon chair and asked the grand maid Wan Feng to take out the box of dim sum, opened the food box, one, two, three... six pieces of pastry, divided into two portions of half of each person.

The pastry is golden, with a faint smell of meat, Sui Sui was so greedy, he hurriedly picked out his own three pieces and held them in his hand.

First come, first served, the rest will be ready when Qi Zhangyin comes back.

he thought with a smile.

The author says:

Qi Yu: Here is a little brother with flags all over his body~