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

Since he ascended the throne and became the emperor, he has worked hard for the entire country, working hard and breaking his heart. Unexpectedly, all this hard work will be rewarded by rebellions in the feudal towns in various places. Seeing that the reform of the seven provinces in Jiangnan is about to come to an end, it will soon be used as a benchmark. It was promoted to the whole country, but at this time, the eight princes of the royal family rebelled and stabbed Ning Fan in the back.

This is what chills Ning Fan the most. If his own family doesn't understand his own family, how can he expect others to understand?

These eight princes were the brothers of the late emperor. They split the earth and became kings and enjoyed the benefits given to them by the empire. However, when the empire needed them most, they stood up and voted against it.

"Actually, the most miserable people are the common people. When the world prospers and the world is in chaos, these common people still suffer. The rich and powerful can always rush to a safe place and have no worries about food and clothing, but these common people have nothing if they leave the land. "

Xuanzhen's voice came from the carriage.

This former female Taoist priest has now naturally become one of Ning Fan's concubines. Although she has not been officially canonized by Ning Fan, she now regards herself as Ning Fan's woman.

"This is true. Those who are rich and capable will not go hungry no matter where they go, but it is different for ordinary people. Once the war spreads, the lives of these people will be like grass."

Ning Fan sighed slightly, angry flames dancing between his eyes.

"Whoever can save these people from the fire and water will be the great hero of the world."

Xiao Lingxi suddenly said.

Huang Yu Meng laughed like a silver bell. She pointed at Ning Fan who was sitting at the door of the carriage and laughed: "Isn't our Majesty this great hero?"

Hearing Huang Yumeng's compliments, Ning Fan felt his heart melt.

Huang Yumeng's charming look made Ning Fan even more lustful.

Moreover, when the two of them were getting along, Huang Yumeng didn't care much about the physical contact. This was often the time when Ning Fan's heart was most throbbing.

"The flames of war are spreading, and the flames of war are everywhere. Things in this world are not that easy to talk about."

Ning Fan actually had no confidence in his heart.

He has been writing and drawing in books along the way, designing something. Once this kind of thing is successfully developed, he will have the confidence to deal with Ning Fan, the navy commander who rebelled in the seven provinces in the south of the Yangtze River.

Jiangnan is a water town with water systems extending in all directions. If there is no way to deal with the navy army, then even if Ning Fan takes him, the million-strong army will not be able to deal with this rebellion.

After all, the navy comes and goes like the wind on the water. As long as the sail is raised, it can quickly catch up with the hundreds of miles away, while the cavalry on the shore can not cause any harm to the navy.

Even though the red cannon developed by Ning Fan is amazingly powerful, it is somewhat lacking in turning heads. If you want to hit a ship on the shore, you still need to spend a lot of energy and even rely on luck.

What's more, it takes time to set up the red cannon, but it only takes a moment for the ship to pass over the water.

"Your Majesty, what exactly are you designing on this drawing? I heard from my sister that you are very good at designing these weapons."

Huang Yumeng came closer, and Ning Fan immediately smelled a special aroma.

Huang Yimeng doesn't usually put on makeup, but he has a natural fragrance on his body. The fragrance is very unique. It seems to be the unique smell of dust in Taoist temples. In short, it is difficult for Ning Fan to describe it in words. .

Huang Yumeng gave Ning Fan the impression that she was natural and unpretentious. No matter what expressions or movements she made, she always gave people a natural feeling without any artificiality.

"This thing is called a mine. It can float on the water. Once a ship passes by and is triggered, the mine will explode and directly destroy the ship."

Ning Fan carefully explained the principles of water mines to Huang Yumeng. Huang Yumeng seemed to understand, but when she looked at Ning Fan, her eyes were full of admiration.

"Your Majesty, this emperor is different from the previous emperors. Your Majesty likes to study these things."

Huang Yumeng seemed to know a lot about Ning Fan, especially Ning Fan's habits.

Ning Fan was not surprised by this photo. After all, Taoist priests were not outsiders. They were very close to the imperial court. This time Huang Yumeng approached Ning Fan. In fact, Ning Fan was a little wary at first.

The dispute between Buddhism and Taoism in the past dynasties has been an unavoidable topic. No matter which side has the upper hand, the other side will be completely liquidated.

Now that we have Huang Yumeng in Ning Fan's harem, it's hard to predict what will happen to Buddhism in the future.

"You mean to say that I like these inconspicuous things, but I don't care about government affairs. Is that what you mean?"

Ning Fan deliberately kept a straight face and said to Huang Yumeng.

If he were an ordinary person, he would definitely be frightened when he heard Ning Fan say this. Even if he was not frightened to death, he would turn pale with fright. However, Huang Yumeng didn't care at all.

"I don't mean that. I also heard that Your Majesty has great plans and handles government affairs very well. When the capital was in chaos, Your Majesty straightened it out. The reform of the seven provinces in the south of the Yangtze River would not have been carried out if these eight princes did not jump out to cause trouble. , I’m afraid the dust has settled now.”

"If anyone dares to say that His Majesty is incapable of handling national affairs, I will be the first to refuse."

Huang Yumeng talked eloquently and told all the achievements that Ning Fan had made since he ascended the throne. After these words, Ning Fan's heart felt warm. After all, it was very useful for him to be cared about by such a stunning beauty.

Although there was a beautiful woman accompanying him, Ning Fan was never happy. After all, the chaos in the seven provinces south of the Yangtze River was really a mess. If one of them was bad, the country would be divided.

Ning Fan was not in a hurry while walking and stopping along the way. Every day, the Jin Yiwei would send battle reports from the front. Generally speaking, the Eight Kings Rebellion was not advancing very fast.

After all, the reforms in the seven Jiangnan provinces were still effective, and farmers everywhere spontaneously resisted this rebellion.

Ning Fan distributed the land to these ordinary people, and these ordinary people naturally only recognized Ning Fan as the emperor in their hearts. Although these princes made wild claims, these ordinary people were not willing to follow him at all.

"Is it confirmed that this Eight Kings Rebellion is led by King Fenyang?"

Ning Fan touched his chin and sat on the chair, and in front of him stood several senior generals of the Imperial Guard.

These senior generals of the Jin Yiwei were all the latest to come from Jiangnan, and they brought back the latest battle reports from Jiangnan.

Today, Jin Yiwei has become Ning Fan's most capable assistant.