Waste prince: Why do you force me to be emperor?

Afterwards.

Royal study.

Xia Di stood in front of the desk, with a murderous look on his face, and wrote a word in heavy ink: Kill!

The pen is as sharp as a knife, exuding a strong killing intent, which hurts people's souls and knows the meaning of words.

I just don't know who the emperor wants to kill?

Eunuch Wei rubbed the ink beside him, took a look, then looked at his nose, his nose and his heart, and didn't take a second look.

Finished.

Xia Di closed his eyes, pondered for a moment, opened his eyes, and threw the brush on the word "kill": "Old man, check those generals and see what they have been doing recently?"

"The generals of my Great Xia Dynasty are so afraid of death... It is a shame to me!"

"I'm not dead yet, they are busy standing in line, what do you want to do?"

"Want to learn from me and rebel?

"Pfft..."

Eunuch Wei was so frightened that his hands trembled, and he knelt down on the ground. He knelt on the ground inside and outside the house, and everyone pressed their heads to the ground, not daring to take a breath.

Whoever listens to this kind of words really dies!

They said silently in their hearts: "I didn't hear anything!"

"I really didn't hear anything!"

However, there is only one person who is not only not afraid, but also has eyes full of excitement, holding the pen in his hand, and writing with spirit.

Such a special person, Emperor Xia stared at him in the blink of an eye!

It turned out that it was the historian!

The veins on Xia Di's forehead throbbed violently a few times.

Great!

really.

When the emperor is furious, it is easy to say the wrong thing!

Xia Di walked in front of the official historian, and forced a smile, very kindly: "Then who... I just got confused!"

"Don't write this sentence in "Daily Notes"!"

The official historian saluted and said: "Your Majesty, my name is Iron Gu. It is the value of my existence to faithfully record your Majesty's words and deeds!"

"That's what the weird master from Jixia Academy said."

"If the official historian cannot truthfully record His Majesty's words and deeds, then the official historian loses the need for existence."

A cold light flashed in Xia Diying's eyes: "Do you dare to resist the order?"

"How dare you not listen to me?"

Cold sweat broke out on Tie Gu's forehead: "If Your Majesty doesn't want the minister's records, there is only one way?"

Emperor Xia was overjoyed: "What way?"

The iron-bone historian stiffened his neck, looked directly at Emperor Xia and said, "Cut off the minister's head!"

Emperor Xia: "..."

"Are you really not afraid of death?"

The iron-bone historian said seriously: "Scared!"

"My grandfather is called Tie Tou, who was in charge of the living records of Emperor Zulong of the former Qin Dynasty. Because he did not change the history, Emperor Zulong beheaded him."

"Later, my father went on to record the daily life of Emperor Zulong, and died in Qin Dynasty's palace coup!"

"After His Majesty took charge of the world, the minister took over the position of court historian."

"Today, if His Majesty insists on changing the history, he can only kill the iron bones who are afraid of death."

"Your Majesty, what I write is the real you, and this real founding emperor of the Great Xia will be passed down through the ages with my words."

"My lord, dare to die for the true founding emperor of Great Xia!"

After finishing speaking, the official historian, regardless of the eye-catching Emperor Xia, carefully wrote down the words and deeds of Emperor Xia just now: Emperor Xia threatened the official historian to change history...

Emperor Xia couldn't help being depressed, and forced his anger to ask: "Tie Gu, what's your son's name?"

Iron Bones replied without lifting: "Iron tendons, iron sheets, and iron blood, there are three in total."

"Your Majesty, don't worry about killing Tie Gu. There are no historians to record His Majesty's sageness. Our Tie family is a family of historians. Our fate is to let the emperor's reputation be passed down through the ages. Our fate is to die under the emperor's sword. We are all mentally prepared."

"I am dead, Tie Jin will inherit my position and continue to record His Majesty's words and deeds."

"If the iron tendon dies, it will be inherited by the iron skin, and if the iron skin dies, there will be iron blood to record the history."

"If our family is dead, then His Majesty can choose other historians!"

Done.

Iron Gu stared at Emperor Xia with piercing eyes, as if saying: "Your Majesty, I have finished my last words, and I can use the knife now!"

"Hahaha......"

Emperor Xia laughed angrily!

He walked back to the desk in resentment, and murmured: "Iron bones, it really is iron bones!"

"If the military generals who receive the imperial salary are as fearless as you are, then do I still worry that I won't be able to defeat the Sirius?"

"The military generals of the Manchu Dynasty are even less courageous than a little historian, it's really pissing me off!"

at this time.

Emperor Xia not only disappeared from the historian's murderous intentions, but also had some appreciation for Iron Bones: "Anyway, you also wrote the history of my succession to the throne, so am I still afraid that you will record this sentence?"

"Iron Gu, you can remember the duties of a historian, and you will be rewarded for being proud!"

"Reward, the official historian is a thousand taels of gold!"

"I want people in the world to see that I will not hesitate to reward those who can do things in their own right."

After Iron Bone finished recording, he knelt down on the ground with trembling hands: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward!"

At this time.

Emperor Xia's mood improved a bit: "What are you doing kneeling, get up quickly!"

"Yes!"

Only then did Eunuch Wei get up from the ground, sweating profusely.

Everyone also stood up, breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the historian gratefully.

Emperor Xia returned to his normal state: "Old man, is there any news from the barren state?"

Eunuch Wei took out a letter: "Your Majesty, after Grandmaster Qin entered the barren state with the Ninth Prince, he only sent back this letter!"

Done.

Eunuch Wei handed over the letter: "Please read it, Your Majesty!"

Emperor Xia took it, and frowned for the first time. After watching it, his brows stretched, and he said with a half-smile: "Interesting!"

"She was kidnapped by Xiao Jiu!"

"A martial arts grandmaster was restrained by a martial arts waste... This is really interesting!"

"Xiao Jiu, you are worthy of being my son, with my demeanor!"

An invisible look flashed in the depths of Eunuch Wei's eyes: "Your Majesty, the Ninth Prince is your dragon son, so he naturally inherits His Majesty's demeanor!"

"Hahaha......"

Emperor Xia's mood improved a lot: "Old man, send more people into the barren state. I want to know what Xiao Jiu did under the pressure of the Sirius army?"

"Yes!"

Eunuch Wei narrowed his eyes with a smile.

Emperor Xia thought for a while, and his face became serious: "At the same time, you go and tell Li Jian, because it takes time for the household department to raise food and grass, and after the northern army is dispatched, it will also take time to replenish soldiers to defend the north. He will be able to lead the northern army after a month. Depart from the west gate of the imperial capital with the imperial capital camp!"

"Order the governors of the states to give them a month to form an elite team for aiding the famine, and then set off for Qingzhou to assemble."

"Yes!"

Eunuch Wei's smile froze for a moment, then disappeared in a flash.

One month later, troops will be dispatched from the imperial capital, and it will be at least two months after they arrive in the barren state.

At that time, the barren state should have been occupied by the Sirians!

The corpse of the king of Huangzhou should be fed to the wolves!

The emperor was still admiring the king of Huangzhou with the first breath, and delayed the time for reinforcements with the last breath. What exactly did he want to do?

The emperor's heart is really unfathomable!

Eunuch Wei took the order and left.

At this time.

Xia Di walked to the door of the imperial study room, glanced at the official historian Tie Gu, and murmured in a voice that no one else could hear: "Xiao Jiu, can you survive this time?"

"God, will you really help me?"

"I'm looking forward to the result!"

"The hall of worship, some experts should go to the barren state to have a look!"

Emperor Xia walked out of the door and went straight to the worship hall.

Shortly after.

Beside the Beacon Tower in Xicheng, the imperial capital Xi Daying.

There is a military camp in the southeast and northwest of the imperial capital, each with 5 elite soldiers.

now.

The Yamen of the Ministry of War has been moved to the commander's tent in the West Camp.

Li Jian put on his armor and knelt down to receive Emperor Xia's orders.

Eunuch Wei pretended to ask casually: "Li Shangshu, if the army leaves the capital after one month, will it be too late?"

Li Jian met his eyes: "Eunuch Wei, don't worry, the matter of saving the deserted state has been planned since the time when the Duke of the country took the position of minister of the Ministry of War!"

Eunuch Wei stopped talking and left with a smile.

Li Jian roared: "Come on!"

"exist!"

Shortly after.

A group of messengers rushed out of the West Camp and rushed to the land of Kyushu to deliver Li Jian's military orders.

Li Jian stood at the door of the handsome tent, looking west at the barren state: "My lord, you really have to hold on!"

"Although the reinforcements are late, they must come!"