The royal driver came slowly and stopped steadily on the official road. Due to the turmoil of the war, the official road has not been paved with loess or sprinkled with clear water today, but His Majesty's feet still walked up the steps firmly and steadily without any hesitation. He stepped down and stepped on the ground around Kyoto.
The emperor moved his hand away from Eunuch Yao's elbow, and his calm eyes slowly swept across the surrounding fields. Thousands of courtiers and soldiers were kneeling on the ground, worshiping him. His expression was indifferent, but there was not much expression in his eyes.
Amid the resounding shouts of "Long Live the Mountain", the emperor's gaze drew closer from the distant city of Kyoto, and fell close, passing over the two great scholars of Hu and Shu, the eldest prince in military uniform, and the tense and slightly happy man. The restless little son finally calmly fell on Fan Xian's handsome face, and noticed that there was a very heavy trace of exhaustion on this boy's face.
The corners of the emperor's lips were slightly raised, with a tinge of joy, as if he was liking this beautiful face more and more deep in his heart, but his brows immediately frowned, because he found that Fan Xian had suffered serious internal injuries.
With the bright yellow dragon robe stretched out, the emperor stretched out his arms, facing the wilderness in front of him calmly and domineeringly, and the voice of Shan shouting long live gradually died down.
If no one dared to look at the emperor, how did these thousands of people know what the emperor was doing
From the moment he got out of the car, the emperor's eyes basically fell on Fan Xian. Fan Xian felt uncomfortable and lowered his head. He didn't know how to react. He only listened to the sound of the mountain shouting long live, and his majesty's feet gradually moved toward him. This pedestrian is coming.
Just as he was walking in front of Fan Xian, the emperor suddenly turned his direction, without looking at Fan Xian again, he solemnly helped Shu Wu and University Fellow Hu up, he held Old Man Shu's shoulders with both hands, exerted a little force, and used a kind of Said in a gentle but firm tone: "The old bachelor has suffered."
Shu Wu was taken aback, showing fear on his face, and Grand Master Hu didn't even dare to say so. The emperor smiled and didn't say anything. Immediately afterwards, he helped up the eldest prince who had taken the lead in the battle of Kyoto and made great contributions.
For the elder son whom he never liked very much, the emperor's mood was a bit complicated, but his expression was calm.
Then, the emperor pulled Li Chengping up again, and gently stroked the top of the youngest son's head with his right hand for a while, looking at Siye's loyal subjects without saying a word.
Then he turned around and walked towards Yu Jia.
Everyone was dumbfounded, thinking this is the end? It's not that the ceremony for the emperor's return to Beijing is over, but that... the chief minister of the country's defense, Fan Xian, Duke of Danbo, is still kneeling on the ground straight, why doesn't His Majesty show any sign
Shu Wu and Hu Dashi looked at each other, each seeing the bewilderment in the other's eyes. Fan Xian was also a little confused, wondering if he should stand up.
"Get up, could it be that you can't stand up if I don't help you?"
When he was about to board his imperial chariot, the emperor casually tossed a sentence into the crowd. Although the sentence did not refer to anything, everyone knew that the sentence was addressed to Fan Xian, and it seemed indifferent, but in fact it was a slap in the face. With a few traces close. As for the other meaning hidden in these words, only Fan Xian can understand it. His Majesty has recognized his ability and loyalty, and without his support, he can stand in the court as his own. position.
Fan Xian smiled wryly, stood up, and looked down at the dirt on his knees. According to the theory, His Majesty hadn't boarded the car yet, and as a courtier, he couldn't clean up his appearance. However, he didn't know where the impulse came from. He dusted it on his knees to remove some dust.
This little action did not attract too many people's attention, but it made the emperor who was approaching the imperial driver pause for a moment, and then everyone heard what His Majesty said.
"Ann, get in the car."
The ministers were dumbfounded again, looking at each other in shock, His Majesty did not personally help Fan Xian stand up earlier, which made everyone guess, but then His Majesty gave Xiao Fan such an honor to enter the capital with His Majesty. What kind of glory was never enjoyed by the prince back then.
The smart ministers turned their eyes on Fan Xian with enthusiasm, but these ministers seemed too smart, or they were too smart, and some of them couldn't help casting their eyes on the third prince, because it is well known that the prince and the second prince were involved in the rebellion. , it will definitely not end well. At first, everyone thought that the future master of the Qing Kingdom would be this young prince, but judging by His Majesty's attitude today...
The reason why these ministers are said to be smart is because they showed inappropriate attitudes in inappropriate places, while the two great scholars Hu and Shu watched their noses and hearts, as if they didn't hear anything at all. His Majesty's words, this is the gap between the best ministers and ministers.
Fan Xian's mouth was bitter, but he could not go against the imperial decree. He walked to the side of the tall royal driver, walked up to lift the yellow curtain, and stood in front of His Majesty. Although Yu Jia was tall, he still couldn't make a person stand up straight, so he was forced to bow his head in front of the emperor, just like everyone else in the world.
"Sit." The emperor seemed to see what he was thinking, and said with a slight nod.
Fan Xian sat opposite the emperor according to his words. Looking at the emperor who had not seen him for a month, his mood gradually became complicated. Although this emperor in the past had a bright and powerful side, he was far less terrifying than the emperor today—— The emperor was still calm, but it was like a bottomless abyss, containing unfathomable power. This feeling made Fan Xian feel a little palpitating. Looking at those two sword-shaped eyebrows and those calm eyes, he involuntarily gave birth to Thoughts of retreating.
The king's kingly domineering is not shown in his appearance and posture, but in the history books from the means and results. Being able to come back alive from Mount Dadong, being able to arrange such an overall situation, such a formidable person, is indeed worthy of being the number one person in the mainland in thirty years. Fan Xian understood this fact, and had no choice but to accept it.
The middle-aged man in the dragon robe looked down at the various urgent memorials presented by the two great scholars, ignoring Fan Xian's wait-and-see attitude towards him, even though it was extremely impolite and taboo for such courtiers to wait and see the emperor.
Yu Jia moved slowly, the sky outside the window slanted in, and shone on the memorial in the emperor's hand. He lowered his head, frowned and looked at these things, and suddenly said: "Three years, my Daqing still needs three years. .”
When saying this, the emperor did not raise his head, as if he was talking to himself. Fan Xian knew what His Majesty meant. He had experienced internal rebellion, not to mention the serious damage to the capital and the chaotic government. Just an internal attack by the military had already caused extremely serious consequences. The morale of the army was already unstable at this time. In addition, the officials along Dongshan Road involve many people. Although His Majesty has chosen good officials from the south of the Yangtze River to replace them, the impact on people's livelihood will definitely be great.
It will take at least a year to gather the morale of the army, and it will take at least a year to eliminate the psychological impact of this chaos. To truly prepare for a large-scale war in terms of financial resources, materials, and people's hearts, it will take at least three years for the Qing Dynasty.
Presumably in His Majesty's heart, this Northern Expedition to unify the world must be the last Northern Expedition. The pace of history that was stopped by those two great masters for more than 20 years will slowly speed up.
The skylight outside the car window came in through the glass lattice, brushed back non-stop, and sprinkled countless glass bright flowers on the faces of the father and son. The emperor still lowered his head, and said: "It's over, Fuyi, hide your body and name deeply... This is the sentence you wrote before, but don't expect that I will let you go, it's over, now the big thing is over, Why do you, a young man, want to leave in such a hurry?"
The emperor looked at the memorial, and it seemed that these words were said unintentionally, but Fan Xian's heart skipped a beat, not knowing what to say. After brushing his clothes, he didn't expect that his subconscious action of whisking dust in front of Yujia would make His Majesty guess his thoughts, and resolutely and ruthlessly dispel his fantasies or psychological temptations.
He gave a wry smile, not daring to hide it, and said directly: "I'm really not good at fighting things like this. I'd better earn some money for the court in peace."
Fan Xian had other plans in mind, so he was the first to speak clearly, but His Majesty suddenly raised his head, looked at him and said, "Don't think about resigning from office, if you are still afraid of people's words, cutting power, I will do it myself."
Fan Xian groaned inwardly. The emperor's words drove him to a dead end. If he was really forced to stay in the capital of the Qing Kingdom to plan, he certainly didn't want to be deprived of power. The Overwatch Council is the most powerful weapon in his hands. If His Majesty really tore it apart After making a mouthful, what can I use to negotiate terms with this unfathomable emperor
Until now, he still didn't know the truth about Dadong Mountain, and he didn't dare to ask in the carriage at this time, but the emperor opened his mouth first, asking about the specific situation in Kyoto these days, although in the past three days, the direction of Kyoto has been going all the way. He kept sending memorials to the royal residence, but it involved the private affairs of the royal family, and many things could only be reported to the emperor by Fan Xian himself.
Fan Xian's voice sounded in the carriage. From the moment he left Dadongshan, to the time when he entered the capital disguised as an oil merchant, and then made a plan with the eldest prince to raid the palace, and finally took action against the Ye family, what he said Methodical, very clear, and deliberately downplayed certain details that the emperor presumably did not want to hear.
When Fan Xian reported, the emperor had already lowered his head again, so he dared to pay attention to His Majesty's expression and reaction carefully. To his surprise, neither the news of the death of the eldest princess nor the news of the suicide of the second child made His Majesty the emperor. The iron-like face trembled in the slightest, but the emperor raised his head when he reported the empress dowager's condition.
"How many days does the Queen Mother have?"
"I've seen it at the imperial hospital... the old man is weak and frightened after experiencing such a big event, I'm afraid..." Fan Xian hesitated to speak, but he had a malicious thought about the indifferent emperor in his heart. Frightened to death by you, what should you, a filial emperor, do
"Tai Hospital?" The emperor frowned, looked at him coldly, and said, "What's the use of those wastes, you are in the palace, don't you know the details?"
Fan Xian said sadly: "It is indeed beyond human power."
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Watched and guarded by countless people, the emperor's imperial car entered the capital and entered the palace along the wide and straight Tianhe Avenue. The people who had just suffered from military disasters along the road forcibly suppressed their sadness or timidity and joy. Greeting the return of His Majesty the Emperor seemed to be welcoming back the backbone of his life. From this, it could be seen that His Majesty's prestige and prestige among the people of the Qing Kingdom was still as unbreakable as the monarchy itself.
Arriving at the main gate of the palace, Fan Xian leaned back from the car, exchanged glances with the First Prince, and shook his head, expressing that His Majesty was in a good mood and had not been affected by the successive death news.
Fan Xian followed the car into the palace. Looking at the bright yellow curtains, he couldn't help but think of the emperor's expression before, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart—although the eldest princess and the second prince were both masterminds of the rebellion, they were His Majesty's own sisters and biological children after all. Son, and now it seems that this conspiracy is obviously a trap deliberately set up by His Majesty for the other party, but after learning of the death of his sister and son, the Emperor is still so calm, so determined, so... cold-blooded, really It made him shudder a little.
The eldest prince walked to his side, and said in a deep voice, "Why did you come down?"
"Do you still dare to sit all the way into the palace?" Fan Xian glanced at him, and explained in a low voice: "Your Majesty asked some questions in the car, and you also know that it is always inconvenient to announce those things in public."
There was no need to explain anything to the eldest prince, but Fan Xian looked at the betting eyes all around him, knowing what kind of consequences he would cause when he followed Yujia to Beijing, so he subconsciously added this sentence, but after he finished it, he felt that he had nothing to do with the boss. Talking like this, I was afraid it would have the opposite effect, so he smiled wryly and said, "It's too cold in the car, I'll get down and stretch my muscles."
The eldest prince laughed, patted him on the shoulder, and didn't say anything. The two brothers were actually trying to force their smiles to guard the capital, lest the king of a country become a lonely ghost on the land. There is no doubt , They made a great contribution, made the first contribution, but so many people died in the royal family, and they used so many methods, who knows what the emperor thinks.
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His Majesty the Emperor Qing didn't think about anything. In the process of mopping up the rebels outside Beijing, he had already learned the news of the deaths of Li Yunrui and Li Chengze from Fan Xian's emergency document. In the carriage, he only heard the news from Fan Xian. Know the specific circumstances of the two people died.
He had a calm face, as if it was a stranger who died, and he was still looking at the memorial presented by Zhongshu under the door. However, when the royal driver entered the palace and Fan Xian got out of the car, His Majesty put down the memorial in his hand and leaned back on the chair. On his back, he closed his eyes and said nothing in silence.
The silence of the lonely family lasted for a long time, and the emperor's face gradually revealed a trace of oldness and haggardness. However, at this time, the car had already stopped at the gate of Handian.
He sighed softly, and slowly walked out of the car curtain that was pulled up by Eunuch Yao. As soon as he got out of the car curtain, and looked down at this familiar but unfamiliar palace, his face immediately became calm and solemn, and there was no trace of the carriage. Every eyebrow and every look conveys his strength and power when he is alone.
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The queen mother was dressed in plain white clothes, lying on a warm and soft phoenix bed, the wrinkles on her face were so deep, as if she had been eroded by too much wind and rain like this imperial palace. It looks like this.
The emperor said a few words to the panic-stricken imperial physician kneeling on the ground, then sat on the side of the bed, and put his slender fingers on the queen mother's wrist.
Fan Xian and the other three brothers stood obediently behind the curtain, not daring to disturb them, but Fan Xian felt a little nervous, because it could be vaguely seen that the emperor's technique of palpating the pulse was very skillful, and he obviously knew something about medicine.
However, he has more confidence in Mr. Fei Jie's medicine. The most important thing is that the pill...is not poison at all. Whether it is the doctor of the Imperial Hospital or the other smart doctors, he must not be able to find the Queen Mother's vitality. The real reason, but it will be directly attributed to old age and frailty, and the destiny is approaching.
The emperor's slender fingers had already left the empress dowager's weak pulse. He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes. It seemed that the great master knew that he could not hold back the empress dowager's departure, and then his brows suddenly frowned Wrinkled, stretched out his finger like the wind, and pointed at the empress dowager's forehead.
As soon as he pointed it out, the smell in the entire Hanguang Palace changed. Those cold autumn winds were dispelled by a burst of sunshine, and a strong and dignified atmosphere was transmitted to everyone's heart.
Fan Xian suddenly felt the aura behind the curtain, his heart shook, and his fingers trembled rapidly. Although this aura was unfamiliar, it was as harmonious as a relative with the true energy in his body, but it was several times higher than his realm. This level is vaguely the realm that he has been longing to pursue but can never find the entry point!
He suddenly raised his head, staring blankly through the thin curtain, a voice in his heart shouted to him, this is the second half volume! This is the second half of the volume that I have practiced for twenty years, but have made no progress at all!
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(After checking, the wheat should be harvested in summer. I seem to have made the same mistake as the rape flower in Suzaku. It seems that I am getting more and more on the road of not distinguishing between grains, but fortunately, Qingguo... this chapter The title is the second half of the volume of Father and Son. Everyone should know that this is a pun. This story is about to enter the final stage. There are about six or seven chapters in this volume, and then it will enter the final volume. Chaotianzi. I am confident. … This is a corrected version, the name of the last volume was typed wrong earlier.)