Father, I really don’t want to be the emperor

Luo Yong is a man of great martial arts, mature and prudent, but not aggressive enough and often sticks to the rules. This is why he cannot command the Dragon Scale Army.

You must know that the situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly. If the general cannot change the command rules at will, then the army is likely to be at risk of becoming rigid.

Luo Yong was calm and composed, but lacked flexibility, which is why Ning Fan directly handed over the command of the Dragon Scale Army to Chen Yuanqing in the later period.

"See Your Majesty."

Luo Yong walked in from the outside, covered in dust, and fell to his knees on the ground before he even dared to raise his head to look at Ning Fan.

"I called you here for two things. The first thing is that you will take over the defense of the palace from now on. The second thing is that you will command the guards from now on. From now on, all the guards in the palace will be taken over by the guards. , all the original Jin Yiwei evacuated."

Ning Fan didn't waste any time. He met Luo Yong directly and gave two orders.

Luo Yong was feeling uneasy these days. Ning Fan had won the throne and officially ascended the throne, becoming the first person in Dakang.

Those who followed Ning Fan step by step were all waiting for rewards. Unexpectedly, a good thing finally came today. When Ning Fan asked him to take over the defense of the palace, Luo Yong was so happy that he almost jumped up.

However, in front of Ning Fan, Luo Yong did not dare to show too many expressions and could only kowtow and kneel in thanks.

"Your Majesty, I heard that you recently established a new yamen called Jinyiwei."

Luo Yong stood up and asked in a low voice.

"The role of the Royal Guards is completely different from that of the Guards. From now on, the Guards will be responsible for the security of the royal family. Remember, you must be loyal. Loyalty is a principle that you must pursue and it can never be changed."

Ning Fan warned seriously.

Luo Yong knew that he shouldn't ask about things he shouldn't ask, so he stopped asking. After listening carefully to Ning Fan's explanation of the future number and general composition of the Imperial Guard, Luo Yong felt increasingly happy.

Originally, he knew that he was not the type to lead troops in war. If he followed Ning Fan, he would probably be held back in the long run. The thing he was best at was guarding and being loyal, and now Ning Fan finally gave him a suitable position.

What's more, living in the palace is equivalent to living in the capital. Being able to meet with his family frequently is what Luo Yong looks forward to most. He is different from Chen Yuanqing. Chen Yuanqing is a natural-born war madman who will fight for a day without fighting. He felt uncomfortable all over, but Luo Yiyong's personality had a pastoral side.

A hot bed with his wife and children is the happiest life he yearns for.

In the early hours of the next morning, Ning Fan was still sleeping when he heard a slight call.

Ning Fan opened his eyes and found Li Chunan standing five meters away from the bed, looking at him respectfully with a cautious look on his face.

Ning Fan knew that if nothing serious happened, Li Chuan would definitely not dare to wake him up. He turned over and sat up, put on his coat and asked Li Chuan, "There is news from the northwest."

"Yes, Zhenyuan Hou's northwest general Xiao Chong has received the order to express his gratitude. He will soon lead the northwest army to return to the northwest defense line."

Li Chunan's voice was filled with irrepressible excitement.

Xiao Chong obeyed the court's order, which was equivalent to recognizing Ning Fan as the emperor. From then on, Ning Fan had another trump card in his hand. After all, Xiao Chong had another identity, that is, the head of the state.

Ning Fan was also very excited about the news. He stood up and slapped his palms hard. He said with an excited look on his face: "Don't rush anything, just take it step by step."

"Your Majesty, Mingzhou needs to be careful. An Guogong will definitely regain his strength after returning to Mingzhou."

Li Chunan did not mention the escaped Emperor Dafeng, but mentioned Duke An. This is the art of speaking.

Ning Fan nodded slightly and said: "I will make a decision about Mingzhou tomorrow. The temple boy can't afford any trouble, and I'm sorry they can't cause any big problems. Let's straighten out the affairs of the court first. Only then can drastic changes be made in the future.”

Lying on the dragon bed again, Ning Fan couldn't fall asleep for a while. His mind was filled with what he should do in the morning tomorrow. Although these things had been rehearsed in his brain countless times, Ning Fan was still slightly nervous.

He is only one person, but he is faced with hundreds of civil and military officials. If one of them makes a mistake, public opinion in the world will be fierce, and he, the emperor, is in danger of overturning.

Although Ning Fan has newspapers and storytellers, these two trump cards for controlling public opinion, in the final analysis, the right to speak in the world is still in the hands of scholars, and scholars are largely controlled by these civil and military officials.

The struggle between Ning Fan and the civil and military officials can only advance slowly but resolutely, and cannot be rushed.

Indeed, Ning Fan now holds the power in his hands that can destroy the entire Kyoto. No one can resist him if he kills anyone. However, if innocent people are killed indiscriminately, no matter how the history books are written in the future, it will be able to influence the opinions of the scholars in the world towards the imperial court. The direction of the future situation.

To describe Ning Fan in eight words, the current situation is that he is walking on thin ice, and Ning Fan must be careful every step he takes.

At five o'clock in the morning, breakfast was ready. Ning Fan drank two bowls of lotus soup and two crab roe buns and felt energetic. It was time to start preparing for court service.

The process of putting on court attire is very complicated, requires the help of four or five people, and takes at least ten minutes. However, although it is difficult to put on court attire, it can bring out the majesty of the emperor. Ning Fan does not need to use his hands during the whole process, he only needs to stand and act as a clothes rack. Enough.

By the time the court clothes were put on, it was about time, and all the civil and military officials were already waiting in the court hall.

This was Ning Fan's first court meeting after he ascended the throne and became emperor. Ning Fan seemed to take it very seriously, but he was calm in his heart and did not panic at all.

Knowing that all civil and military officials were his enemies, Ning Fan didn't need to act. He seemed very calm.

Slowly walking into the court hall, Ning Fan sat in the seat that belonged to him.

I have to say that the setting of this dragon chair is very clever. Both the height and angle are just right. Once you sit in this position, an aura of dominion suddenly arises.

Ning Fan didn't use any movements or words. He looked supremely majestic just sitting there in his court uniform. All the officials in the audience lowered their eyebrows and no one dared to raise their head and look at Ning Fan.

"Your Majesty, the northwest frontier troops have returned to the northwest defense. There is currently no movement from the Huns on the front line. I am safe and sound."

The Minister of War was the first to go out and report the situation on the northwest front to Ning Fan.

Ning Fan nodded slightly and glanced at the Minister of Civil Affairs. This was the focus of his day.