Someone always wants me to be a courtier [Rebirth]

The Chaotian bell in front of the Xuanzheng Hall was erected by Xie Yun, the founding king of the Qi Dynasty, for the king to call his ministers in an emergency, and not to move rashly unless there is an important event.

Therefore, when the vigorous bell rings throughout Jinling, no matter whether you are busy with official duties or extremely bored, you dare not neglect at this moment.

In Dingguo Mansion, Su Yan came out of Lin's room frowning. His lovely wife trotted to tidy up his clothes, but he rejected him with his hand. He couldn't stop ordering the valet.

After he got on his horse, he walked straight towards the imperial palace. At the back door of the Duke's Mansion, a general from the Duke's Mansion also rode out, and galloped towards the gate of Jinling City, to give a hand to the master who lived in the Summer Resort. The letter went.

Xie Qiduan sat on the throne in the Xuanzheng Hall, feeling uncontrollably flustered.

The secret report sent urgently from eight hundred miles away on the imperial case still has the warmth of his palm, and he has read the content on it countless times, even if he closes his eyes at this moment, he can recall it effortlessly.

King Cheng rebelled...

He had only been enthroned for less than half a year, yet there was a feudal lord rebelling against him?

That elder brother who was still having a drink with him in Linde Palace not long ago, unexpectedly turned against him without warning?

In the memory, Su Yanzhao's hesitant expression in the imperial study room finally turned into that plain and simple sentence.

"Let the tiger go back to the mountain, Your Majesty has thought it through?"

That's right, he thought it over clearly, he wanted to bestow generous gifts on his elder brother, and let them admire the kindness of the emperor, without any reason to have any objection.

Su Yanzhao knew it clearly, but still chose to follow his opinion after telling him everything.

After all, is he too immature?

In the midsummer season, the Xuanzheng Hall was full of people, and there were constantly hurried ministers walking in from outside, but Xie Qi, who was sitting on the throne, felt chills, the kind of cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Because it was an impromptu meeting, it took half an hour for the Xuanzheng Palace to look like it used to be.

Xie Qi glanced over, and only paused for a moment on Su Yanlian's unpacked robe, and saw that all civil and military officials were listed, except...

Not far from the imperial seat, the place specially set up for the prime minister.

Empty, no one.

That's right, Su Yanzhao was far away at the Minghui Mountain Resort and couldn't hear the bells of Jinling. That person was afraid of the heat, and he couldn't come back in time even if he wanted to come to the court meeting today.

Xie Qi calmly withdrew his gaze, straightened his back, and spoke to all civil and military officials in a flat tone.

"Eight hundred miles hastened, Cheng Wang Xie Xuan rebelled with 15 troops, and the entire line of Jiaozhou has fallen. Let's discuss it, how is this going?"

Called by the bell in a hurry, the civil and military officials who were originally in a daze exploded with a bang.

All the ministers whispered to each other, and Su Yanlian, who was standing at the front of the civil servants, was also surprised when he heard the words. He subconsciously looked at the empty prime minister's seat, and then looked at the long palace road outside the hall without any trace. It was empty and spacious. Not a single person could be seen.

All the officials were restless for a long time, as if they had noticed that the Prime Minister hadn't arrived, and it took a while before anyone spoke.

"Xie Xuan's rebellion is really a treasonous act. The imperial court should immediately send troops to suppress it, so as to appease the people of the world." The first to speak was still Chen Chen, the imperial historian. He was also a veteran of the three dynasties. It doesn't matter if he speaks first.

"Send troops to suppress? Dare I ask the censor, how many soldiers and horses are there in the court, and what are the odds of winning against King Cheng's 15 army?"

As if waiting for this sentence, as soon as Chen Chen finished speaking, someone sneered and refuted.

Xie Qi squinted over and saw the Marquis of Xiangyang standing in the front row of military officers, with his lips parted and closed, his expression contemptuous.

The Marquis of Xiangyang, Fengyi Wanhu, is the son-in-law of Princess He Shengda. Although his elder has no real power, he has a high position, so he has no fear of facing Chen Chen.

"Marquis of Xiangyang! No matter how many soldiers and horses the court has, they are still much more than the soldiers conscripted by King Cheng's Jiaozhou. You say this because the ambition of the rebel army can't destroy the prestige of the court."

Chen Chen didn't speak, but Lin Xie, who was standing not far behind him, couldn't hold back, and stood up with a chao wat in his hand, glaring at the Marquis of Xiangyang with an expression of resentment.

Lin Xie was well-known in the imperial court for not fearing death and being loyal. Xiangyang Hou Wenyan opened his mouth to refute, but when he saw him, he swallowed the words he had prepared, his face flushed slightly, and he was a little embarrassed.

"May I ask Your Majesty, what kind of banner is King Cheng fighting against?"

Before Lin Xie returned to the ranks of civil servants, Gu Ranzhi, Xie Qi's titular tutor, also stood up and asked Xie Qi with a frown.

He is an official to the Minister of Zhongshu, and he can also get in touch with one or two military affairs on weekdays, unlike Doctor Yushi and Lin Xie, who don't know anything about the military strength of the court.

The Qi Dynasty won the country by war, but for many years after the founding of the country, it emphasized civility rather than military, so that its military strength was in decline.

King Cheng only had soldiers and horses in Jiaozhou and one state, but the soldiers and horses in the court not only had to be stationed in various places, but also on the border to guard against Xirong and Beidi. In addition, there were two soldiers in Jinling and Lin'an who had to stay behind, and only one out of ten soldiers could really be mobilized. two.

But these can't be distinguished in the Xuanzheng Hall at this moment, people are already panicked, and if they are distinguished, they will develop into unpredictable places.

There must always be a reason for raising troops. The Qing emperor is still on the other side. Isn’t it over for him?

As if seeing what he was thinking, Su Yanlian snorted coldly, and his face darkened: "Why, does it matter what banner King Cheng plays? People who are rebellious, even Qingming and Jiangshan Yonggu, will jump out Finding the wrong place, could it be that Gu Taifu is whimsical and wants to negotiate with the rebels?"

Of course he knew what Gu Ranzhi was thinking, what kind of banner Xie Xuan could use for his rebellion, it was nothing more than copying the experience of his predecessors, just saying Qingjun's side.

Who has the highest seat and the most authority in the current imperial court?Who is the least likely to be pushed out to take the blame because of Xie Xuan's words?

His elder brother, Gu Ranzhi's immediate boss, is still the one at Minghui Mountain Resort.

If Xie Xuan's name was on the side of the Qing emperor, and the target was aimed at his elder brother, who is not in the city now, Gu Ranzhi's provocation, even if there is no catastrophe, some things will be difficult to reverse.

Gu Ranzhi didn't look at him, but still looked up at the person on the throne, waiting for the answer.

Xie Qi is not stupid, he has heard a lot of verbal swords in the past six months, he knows what they are thinking, but he shakes his head half-rejoiced and half-bitterly.

"Xie Xuan issued an appeal, saying that the origin of my throne is not right to confuse the public, and there is no real Mu Zong's will."

The helpless voice of the young emperor resounded through the hall, and the faces of those who were high enough to participate in the promulgation of Mu Zong's edict in the hall changed.

They knew better than anyone how Mu Zong died.

What the imperial doctor said was clearly an emergency, the kind that disappears in a short time after the onset.

The posthumous photo is just a routine, everyone knows who drafted it and who promulgated it, but it doesn't matter, as long as everyone approves it unanimously.

But right now, Xie Xuan is using this as a raft, trying to pull everyone down together, and he doesn't even know where to throw the blame.

All of Gu Ranzhi's previous calculations were in vain in front of this sentence. He paused, and the conversation changed naturally: "The late emperor's will is well known, and the crime of King Cheng's deceitful words to confuse the masses and raise troops to plot rebellion is unforgivable. My ministers enlisted the imperial censor, Troops should be sent to suppress it immediately."

Finally got to the point, Xie Qi breathed a sigh of relief, tapped the imperial case with his slender and fair fingers, his eyes drifted unconsciously.

If he is not in charge of the family, he does not know Chai Migui. Although he does not manage politics, he has been forced by Su Yanzhao to read a lot of memorials these days, and he probably knows something about the court.

When Mu Zong was in power, there was the Battle of Xirong, which consumed a huge amount of military funds. In addition to the recent major events, the treasury was already unable to make ends meet.

"It's not been a few years since the Battle of Xirong, and the national treasury is not full. It is said that the soldiers and horses have not used food and grass first, and the cost of the army going out is not small. Can the silver in the treasury still be able to pay for it?"

Unexpectedly, Xie Qi would ask questions, Gu Ranzhi glanced at the Hubu Shangshu who was standing still, and came out again.

"Returning to Your Majesty, although our army spent a lot of money in the previous battle of Xirong, it can be said that the advantages outweigh the disadvantages by defeating the enemy and stabilizing the border. The efforts of the Ministry of Housing over the years have been rich, and it is not as good as World War I." It shouldn’t be a big problem to cut down on one or two teams for this battle.”

"It's just that...the two privy envoys passed away one after another, and it is still debatable who will be in command."

The current privy envoy, Wang Yue, was transferred by the Minister of the Ministry of War. He had never been on the battlefield and had a bookish temperament, which was subconsciously ignored by Gu Ran.

As soon as Gu Ranzhi finished speaking, Xie Qi's eyes subconsciously turned to the row of military officers, and happened to meet the eyes of the Marquis of Xiangyang, who suddenly lowered his head to avoid his gaze.

Military officers are not like civil servants, Xie Qi is rarely seen on weekdays, at this moment he looks over one by one, some are acquainted and some are not, but without exception, they all avoid his gaze.

It looked... It didn't look like he could win a battle.

Xie Qi turned his eyes to look at the civil servant again, Gu Ranzhi went back after speaking, and was standing at the head of the court at the moment, with lowered eyebrows and obedient eyes, obviously he did not intend to speak any more.

He suddenly felt a little unreal.

Why overnight, should he worry about all these things?

Because the person in charge of the weekdays gave up the pick?

He went to look at the empty chair not far from him again, and was about to feel a little bit wronged when a small and thin inner servant came up from the row of military officers and whispered something in his ear.

All the melancholy disappeared, Xie Qi barely stood up to express his excitement, and hurriedly said, "Please!"

The servant promised in a low voice, and hurried out to deliver the message.

From a distance, Xie Qi saw an extremely familiar figure gradually approaching from the palace road, obviously he was unresolved, but still felt a sense of peace of mind.

The author has something to say: Xie Qi: One day, my ideal person will come to marry me on the colorful auspicious clouds.

Su Yanzhao: Hmm... It's true that I have colorful auspicious clouds, but why should I marry you?

Xie Qizu.

Thank you for the landmine with the lantern in nothingness~