The Invincible Sixth Prince

The next day, Emperor Wen performed Fengshan in Jishan.

Emperor Wen led his entourage up the long steps.

Considering his physical condition, Emperor Wen followed the advice of his ministers and took a chair to reach the last platform before climbing to the top of Jishan Mountain.

After arriving there, we will walk to the top of Jishan Mountain.

Xu Shifu looked a little listless, and it was obvious that he did not sleep well last night.

Xu Shifu was already panting with exhaustion when he reached halfway up the mountain.

Looking at the stairs that seemed to never end, Xu Shifu felt that his life might end here at any time.

This is probably the longest road he has ever walked in his life!

Xu Shifu also wanted to be carried by others.

But he could only think about this kind of thing.

Xu Shifu gritted his teeth and followed the crowd up.

Finally, they reached Jishan.

At this moment, Xu Shifu's forehead was covered with sweat.

The cold wind whistled past, and Xu Shifu couldn't help shivering again.

The area surrounding the altar on the top of the mountain was already filled with bright yellow flags.

In the cold wind, a flag fluttered, solemn and dignified.

When the time comes, drums and music will sound.

"Du..."

The accompanying ceremonial officers presented the golden book and jade certificate.

Emperor Wen held the golden book and jade tablet in his hands, knelt down slowly, and read aloud: "In the year of Bingxu, Emperor Wen of Daqian came to offer sacrifices to the gods of Jiyue with wine and food."

"Since ancient times, when an emperor has accomplished his mission, he would enfeoff himself at Jishan to announce his success."

"I have received the mandate of heaven and have been in charge of hundreds of millions of people. I have worked tirelessly day and night to achieve success in governance..."

Emperor Wen read it aloud, but another picture appeared in Yun Zheng's mind.

That was the scene of him offering sacrifices to the heavens at Wolf God Mountain.

Those scenes flashed through my mind like slides...

As he was thinking, Yun Zheng suddenly started and shook his head vigorously.

Miaoyin saw Yun Zheng's actions and knew what Yun Zheng was thinking.

May we look at each other.

Rather than forgetting each other...

After a moment, Miaoyin's gaze moved away from Yun Zheng and fell on Emperor Wen again.

Emperor Wen was still reading the sacrificial text aloud.

She suddenly found that she didn't hate Emperor Wen as much as before.

Maybe I have experienced too much, or maybe my mood is different now.

When she saw Emperor Wen again, although she felt a little uncomfortable, she could already look him in the face.

Since ancient times, there have been only a handful of emperors who have performed Fengshan in Jishan.

She also asked herself in her heart, is Emperor Wen qualified to be a master of heaven?

There should be some!

Yun Zheng’s achievements are also the achievements of him as the emperor.

Without his secret support and the tacit understanding between them as father and son, even if Yun Zheng had extraordinary abilities, he would probably not be able to conquer this vast territory in just a few years.

Perhaps, as Emperor Wen said, he was a father, but first and foremost an emperor.

As an emperor, Emperor Wen had some shortcomings in his supervision.

But he was definitely a qualified emperor.

He could even be considered an excellent emperor.

There are some things that you will probably never be able to let go of in this life.

But maybe, I should reconcile with myself.

Gradually, Miaoyin's gaze changed from indifferent to indifferent.

At this time, Emperor Wen had already finished reading the sacrificial text.

Emperor Wen stood up and reverently placed the golden book and jade tablet into the depression in the middle of the altar.

"seal up!"

The ceremonial officer announced loudly and the drums and music started again.

Emperor Wen took the shovel from someone else and shoveled some dirt from the pile to cover the golden book and jade tablet...

……

When going down the mountain, Xu Shifu was carried down by someone.

Xu Shifu was already very tired. He was sweating all over on the way up to Jishan Mountain, and when he reached the top of the mountain, he was blown by the cold wind for a long time.

Due to the interaction between the cold and the heat, Xu Shifu fell ill.

Looking at Xu Shifu being carried down the mountain, Yun Zheng couldn't help but laugh.

Fortunately, my father listened to the advice of his ministers and did not start climbing the mountain from the foot of the mountain.

Otherwise, he would probably have been carried down before he even reached the top of Jishan Mountain.

After returning, Emperor Wen quickly asked the imperial physician to treat Xu Shifu.

After the imperial physician finished his treatment, Emperor Wen sighed and sat down in front of Xu Shifu's bed, then patted Xu Shifu's hand and said, "It's all my fault. I have harmed you..."

"Your Majesty, you are too kind. Ahem..."

Xu Shifu coughed twice and said listlessly: "It's my health that's not good enough..."

"Ugh……"

Emperor Wen sighed again, and said with emotion: "We have really grown old! When we first met, you were so high-spirited and energetic, but in the blink of an eye, decades have passed..."

When Xu Shifu heard this, he unconsciously recalled the scene when he first met Emperor Wen.

At that time, he was just having his coming-of-age ceremony.

At that time, Emperor Wen was still the prince who dreamed of galloping on the battlefield all day long.

In the blink of an eye, decades have passed.

Emperor Wen ascended the throne, and he was also the highest-ranking official.

"Cough cough..."

Xu Shifu couldn't help coughing again.

This coughing also brought Xu Shifu back from his memories.

"Okay, have a good rest! The Queen and I will not disturb you."

Emperor Wen slowly stood up and said, "Don't worry about the rewards for Mondo and Zulu. I will order Mu Shun to go and tell them. I am worried about your condition. I will tell them later..."

"I have already thought about it..."

Xu Shifu said exhaustedly: "Your Majesty, please confer the title of Marquis of Xinyi on Mengduo, appoint him as the governor of Guizhou and the general of conquering the enemy, give him a fief of 30,000 households, and reward him with 10,000 gold coins...

Zulu was granted the title of Marquis of Anyuan, appointed as the governor of Yizhou and the general of Huwei, and given a fief of 20,000 households...

This kind of reward was the best reward plan Xu Shifu could think of.

Try to reduce the actual rewards and give as much fiefdom as possible.

Anyway, the imperial court didn't expect to receive taxes from there.

It sounds like it would be better to let them enjoy the fiefdom that only dukes are entitled to as marquises.

Moreover, even ordinary dukes do not receive such treatment.

This is called the great grace of heaven!

But the actual reward was only ten thousand taels of gold, plus some robes and seals.

However, these 20,000 taels of gold must be given no matter what.

no way!

Most of the stuff can be empty, but it has to be somewhat practical.

There is nothing practical about it, even Xu Shifu himself found it untenable.

This is offering land and surrendering!

Logically speaking, both Mundo and Zulu should be crowned kings.

But if they really dared to do so, Yun Zheng would definitely jump up and show his teeth.

Yun Zheng would never allow the existence of a second king or governor in his territory!

Listening to Xu Shifu's words, Emperor Wen couldn't help nodding his head, his face full of emotion.

"My dear minister, you are truly a man of great talent! If the court were full of ministers like you who could help me and the Crown Prince solve problems, even if the Sixth Prince raised an army, what would the court be afraid of?"

After hearing Emperor Wen's praise, Xu Shifu finally felt better.

Afterwards, Emperor Wen once again reminded Xu Shifu to have a good rest, and then left with Empress Xu.

"Mushun!"

Walking out of the room, Emperor Wen exclaimed.

"What does His Majesty want?"

Mu Shun bowed.

Emperor Wen: "Lord Xu is old, you should tell the imperial physician not to use strong medicine, but to focus on gentle care. If anyone dares to harm Lord Xu's body, I will have to take their heads..."

"Yes!"

Mu Shun immediately took the order and left.

"Ugh……"

Emperor Wen sighed again, his face full of worry.

"Your Majesty, please do not worry."

Empress Xu comforted him: "Brother just caught a cold, it shouldn't be a problem..."

"I am old, and he is old too."

Emperor Wen was filled with emotion. "Slowly, many ministers in the court have grown old! Although the third son has made great progress, he is still the one I am most worried about..."

Empress Xu was silent.

Emperor Wen was worried, so why shouldn't she be worried too?

However, Yun Zheng is no longer able to exercise any control.

No matter how worried they were, they could not find a way to resolve this serious problem except to wait for civil unrest to break out in the place Yun Zheng was in charge of.

"Forget it! Let's take it one step at a time!"

Emperor Wen sighed softly and walked forward slowly...