Nightwatcher

According to the rules, after returning to the capital, the first thing for officials who go to the local area to inspect and investigate cases is to go to the palace to meet the saint and report on their duties.

Before that, urgent or non-urgent documents must be delivered to the capital one step in advance.

Regardless of whether it is a performance during the Shang Dynasty or such a major event, there must be documents sent to the capital in advance. If you are in a hurry, hurry up, and the six hundred miles and eight hundred miles depend on the level.

If there is no rush, the documents should be sent back to Beijing one step ahead of time.

This is not only for the majesty of the king, but also to be calm when encountering major events. It is also to allow the emperor more time to think, and to consult with his confidant ministers.

But there is one exception, and that is rebellion.

The city of Chuzhou was slaughtered, the city was destroyed and people died; the king of Zhenbei was executed in the city, and there was no more general in Dafeng. Such a big event should have been expedited for eight hundred miles. If the horse could grow wings, it would not be too much to rush for a thousand miles.

However, the mission did not issue documents in advance and did not notify the court. Of course, the mission was not for rebellion.

"We're going to catch the court and His Majesty by surprise!"

This is what Zheng Xinghuai said.

Because of the chaos in the imperial court, he was able to mediate and operate from it, lobbying old friends from the past, lobbying Wang Shoufu, and uniting the entire civil servant group.

The embassy left the official ship, and the imperial guards carried a thin coffin. Inside the coffin was the corpse of King Zhenbei. The pieced together corpse was quite complete.

On the pier, the experienced foreman immediately yelled at the coolies to retreat, not to block the way of these officials and lords, and not even to watch.

Because of this situation, it often means that some of the officials and gentlemen have sacrificed. If you show the eyes and posture of watching the show, it is very likely that you will provoke the wrath of the deceased's fellow robes.

Several foremen encountered a similar incident last year. At the beginning of spring, the canal was still floating with ice floes, and an official ship said to be from Yunzhou arrived at the pier.

A group of watchmen came down with several coffins on their shoulders. Some foremen thought they were far away, whispering and pointing, using it as talk to pass the time.

As a result, the leading silver gong broke his legs, smashed a mouthful of teeth, and threw him into the canal, killing half his life.

Everyone carried the coffin and entered the city from the pier, entered the inner city, entered the imperial city, and was stopped outside the palace city.

Xu Qi'an stood in front, with the two censors on the left, and Dali Si Cheng and Chen Butou on the right.

"Go and report to His Majesty, the missions that went to Chuzhou to investigate the case, return to Beijing to report on their duties." Xu Qi'an ordered.

"My lords, wait a moment."

Habayashi Wei, who was guarding the castle, bowed and said, then trotted into the palace.

In the bedroom, Emperor Yuan Jing sat cross-legged, breathing with his eyes closed.

An eunuch walked quickly to the threshold, bowed his head and did not make a sound.

The old eunuch in python standing beside Emperor Yuan Jing glanced at the door, then at the old emperor, walked up to him with small steps, and said in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

The little eunuch whispered something in a low voice.

Hearing this, the old eunuch in boa robe frowned, then waved his hand to dismiss the eunuch.

He returned to Emperor Yuan Jing lightly, and carefully lowered his voice: "Your Majesty"

When Emperor Yuan Jing was meditating and cultivating the Tao, he was not allowed to disturb him unless there was something urgent.

The old eunuch has accompanied Emperor Yuan Jing for so many years, and there is still some tacit understanding.

Emperor Yuan Jing opened his eyes and said slowly, "What's the matter?"

The old eunuch bowed and said: "The mission that went to Chuzhou to investigate the case has returned, and now it is outside the palace, waiting for His Majesty's summons."

Emperor Yuan Jing frowned, looked at the old eunuch, and asked, "Why didn't you see the official document from Chuzhou from the cabinet?"

He didn't know this until the mission returned to the capital.

Emperor Yuan Jing narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said slowly: "Call them to the imperial study."

The old eunuch turned and left.

Emperor Yuan Jing had no expression on his face, like a deep and terrifying sculpture.

The members of the mission were informed and led into the palace by an eunuch in Tsing Yi, and the rest, including the coffin, naturally couldn't enter the palace.

Even if the Zhenbei kings were lying inside, they had to be summoned by the emperor to enter the palace. Besides, so far, no one in the palace except the mission knew that the corpse in the coffin was the first warrior of Dafeng, the younger brother of Emperor Yuanjing.

Entering the spacious and luxurious imperial study, everyone waited silently. After a quarter of an hour, Emperor Yuan Jing led several eunuchs over.

Wearing Taoist robes, the old emperor with black hair and fluttering long sleeves, did not sit behind the big case, but stopped in front of the members of the mission, his majestic eyes swept over their faces, and his voice was calm:

"I sent someone to ask the cabinet, but I didn't receive your documents beforehand."

The old emperor glanced at Xu Qi'an, and seemed to think that this kid was a vulgar martial artist, and he was too lazy to talk to him, so he turned to look at the two censors and the prime minister of Dali Temple:

"You don't know the rules either?"

The two censors and the prime minister of Dali Temple lowered their heads, and without waiting for their response, Zheng Xinghuai stepped forward and bowed:

"Your Majesty, Chuzhou City has been destroyed, how to deliver the documents?"

Emperor Yuan Jing seemed to notice him now, and looked at him for a moment, "Zheng Aiqing, as the chief envoy of Chuzhou, how dare you return to Beijing privately without the court's permission?"

This is the crime of desertion without authorization.

Zheng Xinghuai let out a miserable laugh, and looked at Emperor Yuan Jing not to be outdone: "Chuzhou City is gone, and I, the chief envoy, exist in name only."

Self-proclaimed "I" instead of "minister", Mr. Zheng's mentality is a bit wrong, his heart is ashamed, so he has nothing to fear? Xu Qi'an frowned.

"Why did you say that?" Emperor Yuan Jing knitted his eyebrows together.

Zheng Xinghuai took a deep breath, and said in a loud voice: "In order to be promoted to the second rank, the general army of Chuzhou suppressed the king of the north, colluded with the witch god religion and the head of the local sect, and slaughtered 380,000 lives in Chuzhou city.

"My lord, I am writing to impeach the King of Zhenbei, and ask Your Majesty to be the master for the innocent people who died tragically, and severely punish the King of Zhenbei."

After speaking, he took out a memorial from his sleeve and presented it with both hands.

"My lord, I am writing to impeach the King of Zhenbei, and ask Your Majesty to be the master for the innocent people who died tragically, and severely punish the King of Zhenbei."

Everyone in the mission took out the memorial and presented it with both hands. Among them, Xu Qi'an's excerpts were written by Liu Yushi.

Although Xu Qi'an has never admitted that he is vulgar, and believes that he has received nine years of compulsory education and is knowledgeable, but for things like stereotyped essays, he can only bow his hands, expressing that he is powerless.

The main reason is that the calligraphy is really bad.

Upon first hearing the news, Emperor Yuan Jing had no expression on his face. He stared blankly at the members of the mission. After a while, he raised his hand and stretched towards the memorial with a slight trembling.

After a long time, Emperor Yuan Jing read the memorial and asked hoarsely, "Where is King Zhenbei now?"

The dog emperor's acting skills are really amazing. He and Wei Gong can play on the same stage, competing for the actor Xu Qi'an to mock Emperor Yuan Jing by making complaints.

How could Emperor Yuan Jing not know about the massacre of the city? He was even one of the masterminds behind the scenes.

He asked this on purpose, he thought King Zhenbei was still happy and happy in the northern border.

"His Majesty!"

As the organizer, Xu Qi'an came out and felt that the knife should be stabbed by himself.

He said with emotion: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, King Zhenbei was not a son of man, and heaven and man were attacking together, and now he has been executed. The mission transported his body back to the capital, and now it is outside the palace.

"How to dispose of this beast's body, I ask His Majesty to decide."

Rumble!

Jiao Lei seemed to explode in his ears, and Emperor Yuan Jing's face suddenly turned pale, and all blood faded away.

He stared at Xu Qi'an in a daze, bloodshot eyes appeared little by little, as if he had received a huge blow, this time his voice was really hoarse:

"You, you, what are you talking about?"

Xu Qi'an said loudly: "Your Majesty, King Zhenbei's body is outside the palace, and he was divided into five horses. Don't worry, he died very clearly."

thump thump thump Emperor Yuan Jing's forehead head was hit by a wooden stick, he couldn't stand for a while, staggered back, and was about to fall down on his back.

"His Majesty!"

The old eunuch screamed bitterly, and stepped forward to support Emperor Yuan Jing, retaining the last trace of the emperor's dignity.

"Go away!"

Emperor Yuan Jing let out a deep growl, pushed the old eunuch away, and staggered out of the imperial study, his back was panicked and his face was as pale as paper.

He can no longer maintain the majesty and calmness of the king of a country.

"Quick, follow up, protect Your Majesty, protect Your Majesty"

The old eunuch's screams faded away.

Xu Qi'an lowered his head, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

Emperor Yuan Jing rushed out of the imperial study room and ran wildly without any image. The wind lifted his long beard and blew his eyes red, making him not look like an emperor, but more like a poor man fleeing for refuge.

The palace gate gradually came into sight, and Emperor Yuan Jing saw the imperial army traveling with the mission, and saw the coffin carried by the imperial army. At this time, he stopped instead.

The old eunuch led the eunuchs and guards and finally caught up with Emperor Yuan Jing, feeling relieved.

They also slowed down and stood silently behind Emperor Yuan Jing, no one dared to speak out.

After a while, Emperor Yuan Jing raised his foot again, walked slowly towards the imperial army, walked out of the palace gate, and walked to the side of the coffin.

"put it down!"

The old emperor said hoarsely.

The coffin was lowered gently.

Emperor Yuan Jing stood silently, staring at the coffin board in a daze. After a long time, he stretched out his hand and pressed on the coffin lid. The moment he touched the coffin lid, blue veins bulged on Emperor Yuan Jing's forehead.

Because the coffin lid is very light, this is a thin coffin, symbolically showing Zhenbei Wang a bit of face, after all, it is to be sent back to the capital.

His younger brother deserves to lie in such a coffin?

The coffin lid was slowly pushed open, and Emperor Yuan Jing, who saw the scene inside, suddenly became anxious.

King Zhenbei's body was withered and shriveled, like a mummy that had been weathered for many years. His hands, feet, head, and torso were separated.

The imperial guards and Habayashi guards who were present knelt down one after another. It was a crime of disrespect to stand and witness the emperor's sorrow.

But there are always a few strong heads, such as Xu Qi'an who came out after him, and everyone in the mission.

Without saying a word, Xu Qi'an knelt down like a tiger on the ground to show his respect for the emperor, and said in a deep tone:

"Your Majesty must keep the dragon body. Don't be overly sad. You need to know that you will not live long."

Emperor Yuan Jing took a deep breath, and just as his hatred for him had eased, he heard the fellow say: "If the people of Chuzhou know that Your Majesty is so sad for them, they should be relieved."

Emperor Yuan Jing's face stiffened suddenly, and he stared at Xu Qi'an viciously.

Xu Qi'an had already lowered his head at this time, so he didn't see Emperor Yuan Jing's fierce eyes implying "shut up", and continued to speak loudly:

"The king of Zhenbei slaughtered 380,000 people in Chuzhou City, and he died without guilt. However, he died, but the charges were not confirmed. It is up to His Majesty to decide whether to expose the corpse or whip the corpse, and the minister has no objection."

The Habayashi guards guarding the castle became agitated.

Only then did they know that lying in the coffin was the prestigious Zhenbei King, the number one martial artist in Dafeng, and His Majesty's younger brother.

Such a formidable warrior has actually fallen?

What is even more unbelievable is that he, King Zhenbei, slaughtered 380,000 people in Chuzhou City?

In the face of such earth-shattering news, no one could manage their emotions well, and the discussion exploded in an instant. Even if Emperor Yuan Jing was present, the Habayashi guards could not be silenced.

Emperor Yuan Jing raised his hand, pointed to the distance, and slowly spit out a word with bloodless lips: "Get lost!"

Xu Qijian was deaf and dumb, and continued: "When will Your Majesty plan to announce it to the world?"

"Xu Qi'an!"

Emperor Yuan Jing suddenly lost his composure and roared, trembling with anger, his chest seemed to explode, and roared:

"Do you really think that I dare not kill you? I will kill you now, I will kill you now"

He made a gesture to draw the saber of the imperial guards around him.

"Your Majesty, take good care of the dragon's body, and leave the humble position first."

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Xu Qi'an tactfully slipped away.

"Get out, get out of here!"

Emperor Yuan Jing roared.

Zheng Buzheng wanted to be tough, but Liu Yushi grabbed his sleeves and walked away while bowing.

The members of the mission dispersed separately and did not communicate more in private, but what should be said and what should be discussed has already been finalized on the official ship.

Hit the yamen.

After more than a month, Xu Qi'an finally returned. He came to Haoqi Building with a clear purpose, passed through the guards, and climbed to the seventh floor.

Wei Yuan was wearing a Tsing Yi embroidered with sky-blue cloud patterns, and his long hair was simply tied up with a green hairpin. His image was chic and casual, coupled with his handsome facial features and eyes full of vicissitudes.

A middle-aged handsome man's charm rushed to his face.

Wei Yuan was playing with left and right hands, twisting black pieces with his left hand and pinching white pieces with his right. He looked up at him and said calmly, "I'm back."

Xu Qi'an said "hmm" without saluting, and sat down at the table in a muffled voice.

"The King of Zhenbei is dead!"

He said in a low voice.

"When you die, you die."

Wei Yuan stared at the chessboard, frowned, not paying attention to Xu Qi'an at all, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll finish this game of chess before I speak."

Xu Qi'an suddenly stretched out his hand and swipe across the chessboard.

Crash, baizi and blackzi are scattered all over the ground, splashing everywhere.

Wei Yuan got angry, raised his hand to hit him, but put it down lightly, humming: "It still hurts to hit you, go make some tea."

After Xu Qi'an made the tea, he held the teacup and blew on it, but he didn't drink it, and said in a calm tone, "Is there anything you want to ask?"

Xu Qi'an didn't talk nonsense, and said straightforwardly: "Wei Gong knew that the place where King Zhenbei slaughtered the city was Chuzhou City?"

Wei Yuan nodded.

The two clans of monsters and barbarians suddenly marched southward, pointing their swords at Chuzhou City, probably because of the information leaked by Duke Wei. Xu Qi'an became more and more confident, so he chose to ask another question first:

"How did Duke Wei know? As far as I know, even the casual cultivators who colluded with the barbarians, as well as the monsters and barbarians and the remnants of the Myriad Monster Kingdom, are helpless."

"Guess!"

Wei Yuan said with a smile: "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle. Spells can give people extraordinary powers, but relying too much on spells will end up blinding your eyes."

This answer really exceeded Xu Baijiao's expectations, and he frowned deeply:

"Wei Gong, you mean that you guessed Chuzhou City based on your understanding of Zhenbei King? But the monsters and barbarians also know Zhenbei King."

Wei Yuan sneered suddenly: "Who told you that I guessed King Zhenbei."

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