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

Song Chengzhou was well aware of the danger of the situation. He was dancing on the edge of a knife in the northwest camp. If he was not careful, he would be shattered to pieces. Ning Fan must be informed of the situation in the northwest camp as soon as possible so that he could prepare in advance.

During the day the next day, Song Chengzhou slept until the afternoon, and then started to entertain guests again in the afternoon. For the next five days, Song Chengzhou hosted a banquet for guests in the tent every day, and almost all the middle- and lower-level officers in the barracks were invited. Once again, and became familiar with all these people.

Song Chengzhou clearly remembers everyone's name and what achievements his hometown has made. Although he is old, his memory is very good.

"Sir, we drink and eat meat with these junior officers every day, and entertain them with good wine and food. I really don't understand the meaning of doing this. After all, these junior officers only obey the orders of their superiors. Officers, let alone these lower-level officers, can’t do anything at all.”

Several close men were very puzzled by Song Chengzhou's every move, and they didn't know why Song Chengzhou did what he did.

When Song Chengzhou saw the puzzled looks of several of his men, a smile appeared on his face. He mysteriously told everyone: "It's boring to stay in the tent every day and invite so many young guys to drink and eat together." Meat, isn’t it satisfying enough?”

When everyone heard Song Chengzhou's explanation, they all had blank expressions on their faces. Some expressed disbelief, while others remained silent.

In Chen Qiao's tent at night, several general soldiers looked gloomy and told Chen Qiao everything they had investigated today.

"Commander, if Song Chengzhou stays in the military camp and refuses to leave, I'm afraid he's coming with bad intentions."

A general soldier raised his hands and said to Chen Qiao.

Chen Qiao raised his head, his face hidden in the shadows, and his expression could not be seen clearly, but his tone could be heard slightly dry and indifferent: "This Song Chengzhou is the Duke of Dakang after all, and he has a high and powerful position. , represents the emperor and the face of the Dakang Dynasty. We can't do anything irrational to him now in any case. Let him do whatever he wants in the military camp. Those lower-level officers can't make any trouble. "

Although several general soldiers felt that something was wrong, Chen Qiao had said so and could not refute it, so they could only let it go.

On the night of the seventh day, Song Chengzhou drew up a list, and all the names on this list were middle- and lower-level officers.

Every name on this list was carefully considered by Song Chengzhou, because during the past few days of entertaining guests, Song Chengzhou observed that the officers on this list were likely to be loyal to the imperial court.

Only by gathering these people together can we control most of the military camp.

Success or failure depended on this, so Song Chengzhou decided to take the risk and give it a try. After all, doing nothing was tantamount to sitting back and waiting for death.

In the evening, all the officers on the list gathered in Song Chengzhou's tent. Of course, there was also one of Chen Qiao's confidants in the tent.

This is the person Chen Qiao specially arranged to monitor Song Chengzhou. But at this time, Song Chengzhou specially invited him, which had another magical effect.

Several of his confidants didn't know what Song Chengzhou meant, and what he was going to say when he gathered so many officers in the tent, but Song Chengzhou had already made up his mind. He first asked some officers to guard the surroundings and not allow anyone to approach, and then He started his performance in the tent.

"Everyone should know that a general who is leading the army suddenly rushes from Kyoto to the army privately. What does this mean?"

Song Chengzhou decided not to hide his power and bide his time anymore. He directly uncovered the scar. Sure enough, when he heard Song Chengzhou say this, the spy who was placed in the crowd showed a sneer on his face, while the rest of the officers had sinking expressions on their faces. , all of them bowed their heads and said nothing.

"Actually, we are all serious people, ordinary people who have been loyal to Dakang for generations. If someone asks you to rebel, I'm afraid you won't be able to refuse at that time. After all, your colleagues around you have followed suit. If you don't rebel alone, , it seems a bit different.”

Song Chengzhou was observing the emotions of these people while talking.

After judging that the situation was still under his control, Song Chengzhou began to talk more and more. Gradually, Song Chengzhou found that many people had been brainwashed by his theory, and he felt relieved. expression.

Song Chengzhou can be sure that these junior officers are absolutely unwilling to follow Chen Qiao to rebel, and this matter is an extremely beneficial thing for Song Chengzhou.

As long as you do this well and do it right, the next thing will be easy.

"This is the imperial decree given to me by His Majesty. He asked me to tell you that as long as you do not become thieves or follow Chen Qiao in the mutiny, then after this matter is over, everyone will be promoted to one level."

After Song Chengzhou gave a speech, he finally met Tu Qiongdagger.

All the lieutenant officers in the entire tent were silent. Following Chen Qiao's rebellion, they were in great danger of dying on the battlefield.

What's more, rebellion is still a serious crime against the Nine Clan.

Even if it succeeds by luck, Chen Qiao will still be the emperor. Although they have merit, it is still not enough compared to the huge risks.

This is a very simple logical question. Even if these people are illiterate, they can still think about this matter clearly.

So after Song Chengzhou finished what he said, no one stood up to object, because everyone was like Ming Jing, it was clear at a glance what was right and what was wrong.

Before Song Chengzhou could say anything, several officers suddenly pounced on him and pushed Chen Qiao's henchman to the ground. Then they stabbed each other, and the whole tent became a bloody Shura field.

Just like this, under the crazy behavior of dozens of lower-level officers who stabbed each other, the commander-in-chief who was loyal to Chen Qiao died tragically in Song Chengzhou's tent. And these people's hands were stained with blood, which was equivalent to handing in a surrender certificate. .

"I have calculated it before. Everyone here can completely control most areas of the military camp. After each returns, he will restrain his soldiers and will not allow them to leave the camp tomorrow morning."

Song Chengzhou had already prepared a plan, so he calmly said to the lieutenant.

However, these lower-level captains were worried that Song Chengzhou was not keeping things secret, and some worriedly expressed their thoughts to Song Chengzhou.

"Master Song, Marshal, I am very thoughtful. If his confidant General Soldier does not go back to report the situation, I am afraid she will launch a mutiny tonight. Why don't we start earlier."

A junior captain took the initiative to speak to Song Chengzhou.