The end of the world begins with the king

Chapter 744 The Return of the King

(Easter egg at the end of the chapter, King Yong enters the palace!)

Both sides of the long street are full of people kneeling and kowtowing.

Hitting the horse and walking forward, Zhao Yanxun was approaching the imperial city, where his new life began.

Three years is not a long time, but Zhao Yanxun recalled it now, but it seems that most of his life has passed.

Every scene of his struggle in Longyou, every moment of the most difficult, is now emerging before his eyes.

On the other side of the long street, the main gate of the Imperial City, outside the Chengtian Gate.

The people kneeling on both sides of the road were changed from ordinary people to officials, and there were also a large number of dignitaries living in Beicheng.

Early this morning, these dignitaries were driven into the street, kneeling down to the point where their bodies could no longer bear it.

Especially the older ones, such as Wang Tinghe, the chief assistant of the cabinet. At this moment, he is supported by the left and right officials to support himself.

Physical suffering is secondary. What really worries Wang Cunzhang is the festival between himself and King Yong.

At the beginning, Wang Tinghe was the leader who opposed King Yong's seizure of his heir and drove him out of the capital to become a vassal.

With old and new grudges counted together, it is difficult for his Wang family to end well.

But as long as there is a glimmer of hope, Wang Tinghe is still willing to do his best, eager for King Yong's forgiveness 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", Xie Xiaofang thinks he can be used as a bridge for King Yong to connect with the south, so he has a slightly better mentality.

But overall, all the officials present were extremely worried at the moment.

Listening to the sound of "Long live" getting closer, these officials became more and more worried, and even their breathing became short of breath.

The mouth was dry, some people even coughed nervously, and the order of the scene became slightly chaotic.

The soldiers of the Yong Army who were standing guard were not at all used to these people at the moment, and directly shouted loudly: "Shut up, 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 the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

In front of the soldiers of the Yong army, the officials who used to be aloof can only hide their anger and grievance at this moment, for fear of annoying these soldiers who are full of evil spirits.

After close contact with these soldiers, these people really understood why the imperial army was vulnerable.

It's not that the imperial army is too incompetent, it's just that the Yong army is too strong.

After being reprimanded by the soldiers, all the officials and dignitaries outside Chengtianmen became quiet at the moment.

In the distance, the marching guard of honor and the dragon flag of King Yong could already be seen.

"Long live the prince..."

"Long live the prince..."

As the voice of the mountain gradually approached, the officials outside Chengtian Gate also shouted at the moment.

Among the crowd, Yuan Ping Hou Xue Jingyan looked up at the long street, just looking for an opportunity to build a relationship with his son-in-law and explain the "problem" clearly in advance.

Beside Xue Jingyan, a middle-aged man about his age sighed, "Old Xue, I am the Zhen family, it's over!"

The Zhen family had a queen. It was the happiest time, but the emperor was defeated.

The presence or absence of the scenery is secondary, if the Zhen family is labeled as a gang of anti-thieves, then there is only one dead end.

It can be said that the experiences of the Zhen family and the Xue family are very similar before and after, and now they have exchanged positions.

In fact, when the master of the Zhen family 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, my Xue family is also in danger!"

As Zhao Yanxun got closer and closer, the sound of bowing became louder.

Most people quietly raised their heads, wanting to catch a glimpse of King Yong's face, but under the gaze of the soldiers in front, these people lowered their heads in horror.

Looking at the tall Chengtian Gate in front of him, Zhao Yanxun finally felt a little excited in his heart.

The imperial power is supreme, and he is about to wield it.

According to his request, all the eunuchs and maids including the concubine in the imperial palace inside Chengtian Gate were all placed under house arrest in their respective positions.

In other words, apart from the soldiers standing guard in the palace, there was no living person who could walk around.

Looking at the front gate, Zhao Yanxun approached slowly, ignoring the worshiping officials on both sides.

Seeing Zhao Yanxun rode his horse into Chengtianmen, the officials on both sides of the road were relieved.

Raising his head slightly, Wang Tinghe felt bitterness in his heart as he watched Zhao Yanxun disappear into the city gate.

Zhao Yanxun didn't stop in front of these high-ranking officials just now, which meant that he treated them like ordinary people.

And Zhao Yanxun's contempt made Xie Xiaofang feel a sting in his heart.

In Zhao Yanxun's eyes, these people are equivalent to ants, Xie Xiaofang's own use value, at the moment it seems ridiculous.

Outside the Chengtian Gate, the people following Zhao Yanxun were stopped by the gatekeeper Lin Dagui at this moment.

"My lords, my lords, the prince said... anyone is not allowed to enter without invitation!"

Hearing this, everyone wanted to say something, but they closed their mouths with a tacit understanding.

Standing outside the doorway, everyone could only look at the back of Zhao Yanxun walking alone.

Let's talk about Zhao Yanxun, at the moment he is alone, riding his horse into the palace.

Hitting a horse and carrying a knife, walking in the forbidden area, this is the posture of a conqueror.

After leaving aside the guard of honor and the entourage, Zhao Yanxun's heart gradually became peaceful as he walked alone on the quiet palace road.

kick kick...

The sound of horseshoes resounding in the palace made the place even more peaceful.

Pass Chengtianmen, then Daanmen, and then enter Huangjimen.

Zhao Yanxun got off his horse before stationing at the Huangji Gate, and a soldier took the reins immediately.

Walking up the steps of Huangji Gate alone, the towering Huangji Hall appeared in front of Zhao Yanxun.

Passing through the Huangji Gate and coming to the large square in front of the Huangji Hall, childhood images flooded his mind.

Although it was a memory from his predecessor, it made Zhao Yanxun empathize with him.

Passing through the square and walking up to the Danbi Stone, Zhao Yanxun appeared in front of the Emperor's Palace.

The location here is higher than the front palace wall, so when Zhao Yanxun turned his head, he could see the situation outside the imperial city.

A feeling of mastering everything under the heavens 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 Hall, but it was empty inside, except for the throne and dragon chair, there was nothing to see.

Leaving Huangji Hall and passing Chongzheng Gate, Zhao Yanxun came to Chongzheng Hall again, where the Chang Dynasty was held.

Standing in the main hall, the scene 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 bedroom, and it is also a place to meet ministers and discuss military and state affairs.

To put it simply, the first two halls are Quaker, but this is still the power center of the Jin Dynasty.

While the soldiers of the Yong Army bowed down, 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 awkwardly in front of the emperor.

It's a pity that the old emperor is no longer here.

Zhao Yanxun raised his army and claimed to be ordered by heaven to calm the country, but to be honest, he felt ashamed of the old emperor.

The old man was really kind to him. He tried his best to support him as the crown prince when he was in Beijing, and gave him a lot of people and supplies when he was in the feudal domain.

But as his son, after the death of the old emperor, he kicked the heir who was established by others off the dragon chair.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yanxun walked into the gate of Qian'an Palace.

No doubt it was still empty.

The hall was 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, just glanced at it casually.

"Although the Yong army is strong, it is just a bluff. Please ask the emperor to allocate more military equipment and food to boost morale. I can guarantee that the Yong army will be defeated within ten days!"

Seeing the content of the memorial, Zhao Yanxun couldn't help being surprised, so he spread out the memorial, wanting to see if it was someone who spoke so loudly.

"Zhu Chengming, Gao Pinghou, Minister of the Ministry of War, would like to play..."

Zhao Yanxun had some impression of Zhu Chengming.

Before the Battle of Jishui, this person was the chief general of the imperial army. Later, due to the ineffective command of the army, the imperial court replaced him with Lu Liqing.

Throwing down the memorial, Zhao Yanxun continued wandering around in the hall.

If there is no accident, he will spend the rest of his life here.

Entering a side hall, Zhao Yanxun found the portrait of Emperor Tai'an, this is the place where Zhao Weilong confides his heart alone.

Looking at the portrait of Emperor Tai'an hanging in front of him, Zhao Yanxun took off his saber and put it aside, and slowly knelt down on the futon.

Facing the portrait, Zhao Yanxun kowtowed three times.

"Father, my son is back..."

(End of this chapter)