The Heavens: From Knowing Whether You Rule the World

Chapter 67 "My Uncle the Prince"

With the imperial edict in hand, Chu Hong ran at lightning speed.

During this period, his cousin Zhao Ceying has been in contact with him.

Not long after Chu Hong rode out of the city, he rode on the official road for about half an hour when he saw a group of people resting and eating in the distance.

At first glance, why isn’t it my uncle Zhao Zongquan and my cousin Zhao Ceying?
His good friend Gu Tingye was also among them, and the rest were all fierce generals from Yuzhou. They all looked tall and strong, with the aura of people from the bitter and cold frontier areas, completely different from the elegance of the generals from Bianliang.

Yuzhou was a poor and dangerous place with frequent rebellions. The brave generals of Yuzhou were naturally warriors who had emerged from the battlefields. Although they felt like country bumpkins when they arrived in Bianliang, their amazing aura was unmatched by most Bianliang generals.

After all, they really killed someone.

"uncle!"

"uncle!"

"Ok?"

Zhao Zongquan subconsciously looked in the direction where the sound came from, and saw a handsome and elegant young man riding a horse galloping towards him, with the temperament of a scholar in his every move.

"Hong'er?!"

"Cousin?"

Zhao Ceying, who was sitting and eating pancakes, also stood up in surprise. He didn't expect to meet his cousin outside the city.

"tower!"

"tower!"

Chu Hongyi stopped his horse, strode forward, and held the hands of Zhao Zongquan and Zhao Ceying with great joy.

Just as he was about to say hello, he suddenly thought of something important and hurriedly and carefully took out a piece of robe scraps that smelled strongly of blood from his arms.

"Your Highness, I, Chu Hong, pay my respects to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"what?!"

The Yuzhou warrior who had been resting was a little confused, and Zhao Zongquan was also a little confused.

Zhao Ceying was the first to react. His blood began to boil uncontrollably as he thought of some possibilities.

He quickly helped Chu Hong up, held Chu Hong's hand tightly, and asked anxiously: "Cousin, what is going on?"

Zhao Ceying's blood boiled. "Crown Prince." This word should not be used carelessly!

His cousin was quite a capable man, clearly a person at the peak of his career as a court official. At the age of nineteen he had argued vigorously for the position of Grand Secretary of the Cabinet.

Zhao Ceying didn't believe at all that such a person was frivolous and talked nonsense.

Since it is not fake, it must be true!

"The emperor appointed Prince Yong as the crown prince, and Prince Yan became panicked. He joined forces with Concubine Rong to rebel, and surrounded the palace and the inner and outer city walls.

At this critical moment, His Majesty wrote in blood to appoint my uncle as the crown prince. Coincidentally, my sister-in-law Minglan sent some food to the palace for my father and brother, and there was a brave little palace maid. The two of them sent the letter out of the palace together, but they were unable to leave the city and happened to meet me.

I have been the prefect of Kaifeng for the past year. General Xie, who is guarding the city, is from a neutral faction. Now, Prince Yong has been killed by Prince Yan, and Your Majesty has been kidnapped by Prince Yan. Please, Your Highness, lead the troops to rescue Your Majesty!"

As Chu Hong spoke, he handed the blood edict to Zhao Zongquan.

Zhao Zongquan's blood began to boil, and he quickly took the imperial edict and took a look at it.

The more I look, the warmer my heart becomes.

"It can't be wrong, it's His Majesty's blood edict! Not to mention that Hong'er brought it personally, just the texture of this robe can't be wrong!"

Zhao Ceying was overjoyed and bowed immediately: "So, father is the crowned prince!"

"What prince? What prince? Don't talk nonsense!"

Zhao Zongquan seemed quite disgusted with this thing and did not seem to want to see this edict.

Well. Anyway, I held it tightly in my hands, fearing that the slightest breeze would blow the edict away.

Zhao Zongquan refused vehemently, as if he did not like the supreme position.

Chu Hong was not surprised, as this was something that had been passed down for thousands of years.

Humble king!
Three refusal and three concessions!

"Since the imperial edict is true, then you are the real crown prince. Now that the rebellious king is in power, how can Your Highness the Crown Prince refuse?" This is Gu Tingye, and he represents the powerful generals of Yuzhou.

"I am just a small militia commander. I have no foundation or connections in Bianjing, and no outstanding achievements. Even if I have this imperial edict, it is meaningless to get promoted by chance!"

Zhao Zongquan seemed to be very disdainful of that position. He turned sideways and had no intention of going up there at all.

"What are you talking about, father? Yu Wen, my cousin is a senior official of the second rank, a famous scholar in the world, and everyone calls him a wise ruler. He is also the master of Han Zhang, the prime minister who is the head of all officials.

Yu Wu, we have all kinds of brave generals in Yuzhou, and have worked hard for many years. So, how can we say that we have no foundation or connections at all?"

This is Zhao Ceying, who chose to be the second one to persuade the emperor to ascend the throne.

"No, no, no."

Zhao Zongquan's blood had already boiled, his body was trembling slightly as he lay sideways, and the corners of his mouth tilted unconsciously.

While refusing, Zhao Zongquan turned around and faced away from everyone.

Gu Ting was anxious, and he spoke with great emotion, "Your Excellency was assassinated in Yuzhou. This King Yan is so magnanimous. How can we know if he will kill your whole family after he ascends the throne?"

Zhao Ceying also quickly agreed, "Father, Yuzhou still has a wife and children at home. My son is less than two years old. If father does not agree, what will happen to the lives of Yuzhou's family?"

Zhao Ceying looked at Chu Hong again, shedding tears, "Cousin Hong is now a famous scholar in the world. If father does not take the throne, there is no guarantee that King Yan will not target cousin Hong. What will happen to his future?"

"No, no!"

Zhao Zongquan also refused decisively, but this time he did not give a reason.

I have resigned and given in twice!

Chu Hong looked at everyone vaguely, and each of them signaled him to be the third one to persuade them to come in.

Chu Hong immediately stopped hesitating and stepped forward and said, "King Yan and King Yong are fighting each other, King Yan is tyrannical, King Yong is incompetent, only my uncle is both virtuous and talented.

While the Prince of Yong and the Prince of Yan were fighting, my uncle rose from the border, and the emperor issued an edict, and he was assisted by civil and military officials. How could he not be the emperor? Uncle, this world needs you to save it! For the sake of the people of the world, please suffer a little bit!"

"Yes, sir!"

Gu Tingye echoed again.

Zhao Zongquan took a deep breath and looked forward.

The breeze was blowing gently, and everyone could only see his back.

Zhao Ceying looked at his cousin with some lack of confidence, asking if he wanted to persuade him again.

Chu Hong shook his head slightly and gave in after three attempts to refuse.

My uncle looks like he's too excited and needs to slow down.

After all, who would have thought of going to Bianliang and picking up the throne?

Sure enough, before anyone could persuade him, a voice with a different aura came, "Didn't you call him Your Highness? Why are you still calling him Sir?"

Everyone was immediately delighted.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Your Highness, Zhao Ceying, pays respect to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"I will pay my respects to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

In an instant, everyone bowed down and urged him to come in.

In the breeze, Zhao Zongquan's slightly trembling hands showed that his heart was not calm.

"Lead the troops to rescue the emperor!"

"Hong'er, where can we go?"

"Go to the Western Suburbs Camp. The Duke of Ying is the leader of the military commanders. It is impossible for him to participate in this rebellion! Of the eight gates of Bianjing, the Southeast Gate and the East Gate are under the charge of the prefect of Kaifeng."

"drive!"

"drive!"

(End of this chapter)