Everyone who witnessed this scene opened their mouths wide and could not make a sound.
The southern part of Zhongdu City, which had been noisy for most of the night, fell into almost complete silence. Only the night wind was blowing, blowing the pine torches, and occasionally making a soft sound.
Over the years, strange things have happened one after another in the imperial court, so that the people of Daxing Mansion in Zhongdu have become more and more knowledgeable.
What about the death of Emperor Zhangzong's posthumous son, what about the mysterious death of the previous Emperor Jingzong, His Highness King Yongji of Wei, what about the military rebellion that suddenly broke out after the current Emperor took the throne, apparently calmed down, what about the beginning and end of the rebellion between His Highness King Sui and His Majesty the Emperor, what about Shuhu Marshal Gao Qi's absurd night in the palace...
All kinds of secrets and anecdotes from Shangsan Road to Xiasan Road have been widely spread in Zhongdu, and no one can stop it. Almost all the soldiers and civilians who participated in the spread had a proud sense of mission. In this war-torn world, where death is like a lamp going out, perhaps this is one of the few sources of entertainment and sustenance for ordinary people.
But no matter how bizarre the story is, hearing it retold is not as good as seeing it with your own eyes, and seeing it with your own eyes is even worse than participating in it.
Especially after Ding Haijun entered Zhongdu, the powerful enemies in the north gradually retreated. Although the people's familiarity and recognition of Ding Haijun had not yet been fully established, they at least understood that under the rule of Marshal Guo, Zhongdu City should be safe. And in the past few months, I don’t seem to be hungry very often.
Since my life is safe, I will inevitably pay special attention to other things. At this moment, everyone watched the emperor and important ministers of the Great Jin Kingdom tumble and fall to the ground. They were surprised and at the same time felt satisfied that their trip was worthwhile, as if the panic and confusion they spent in the first half of the night were nothing.
After all, everyone saw the emperor's death.
These are not ordinary people whose bones have been scattered everywhere in the past few years. The corpses of those people are piled up in layers in the mass graves in the south of the city. Everyone has long been numb. This is the emperor! The emperor of the Great Jin Kingdom died in front of us like this!
People who were closer to the Marshal's Mansion even heard a "pop" sound. The emperor was afraid that all his bones would be broken and his brains would burst out.
It turns out that when the emperor died, he was the same as ordinary people.
It turned out that the emperor himself was no more than that. Judging from the situation just now, he is very timid and has no strength to restrain a chicken. He can't even defeat Pu Sanduan who is in his seventies or eighties. This is far from the majestic emperor that everyone imagined.
Even though the Mongolian army had besieged the city twice before, and the city was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, the emperor of the Jin Kingdom was still regarded as a pillar of support by the people. After all, Dajin has ruled the Central Plains for hundreds of years. The people in Zhongdu City can still see the Liao Dynasty in the future. Countless people have survived like this from generation to generation. They have become accustomed to the rule of foreign races and have become obedient people.
But at this moment, in full view of the public, the Jurchen emperor was held hostage by the Jurchen officials, and he begged Marshal Guo of the Dinghai Navy to rescue him. Marshal Guo actually fought all the way to the gate tower, with only one step left to save him. The next emperor.
This drama clearly told everyone that the emperor was such a waste, but Marshal Guo was so loyal. Whether they are happy or not, everyone has to admit that although Marshal Guo is loyal to Dajin, he cannot save the emperor of Dajin, and Dajin is completely finished.
No matter what kind of rumors there are, nothing can be as huge as the huge impact brought by this scene, which can hit everyone's eyes deeply and then be engraved into their cognition.
Previously, people in Zhongdu mostly knew Ding Haijun because of their fierceness and proficiency in fighting, but there was still a huge gap between being ferocious and good at fighting and being able to replace them with the Jin court. Up to this moment, countless people who witnessed this scene, including ordinary people, even officials and others in Zhongdu City, had to realize:
The advantage of force has completely shifted. And after that, what will follow must be the transfer of authority. So, if authority must be transferred, to whose hands would it be better for everyone?
The answer to this question had become the consensus of all military personnel when Guo Ning led his army to Zhongdu. Many people outside of martial arts have not recognized it for various reasons, and many people have been unwilling to recognize it.
But after tonight, everyone in Zhongdu will understand the situation clearly and truly believe in this unquestionable answer.
Guo Ning stood behind the battlement wall and looked down. The remaining Jurchens below the gate have completely given up fighting. Most of them knelt down and trembled, only a few of them cried loudly beside the messy corpses of the emperor and Pu Sanduan.
A little further away, people began to squeeze closer and closer, wanting to see Marshal Guo of the Dinghai Navy above the gate tower and the dead emperor below.
However, the Ding navy officers stationed at several other city gates had already rushed along several roads and began to disperse the crowd without politeness and restore order.
Guo Ning turned around calmly and walked down the trail.
The trail is six steps wide and more than a hundred steps long. On one side is a slope for walking horses and on the other side are stairs. Guo Ning walked leisurely down the stairs. Halfway there, he met Yi Ji Chucai, who was running up the slope with three steps and two steps, sweating profusely.
After Yi La Chucai arrived near the Du Marshal's Mansion, he had to go around to a remote corner door east of Fengyi Gate to enter because of the rioters and crowds. He then went through the hall to transfer, passed through the inner courtyard, and turned to the main entrance. This circle was not small, and while he was still under the gatehouse, the matter above was already settled.
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Yi La Chu Cai failed to see that situation. He just suddenly noticed the silence outside and suddenly broke into a sweat. The soaked robe stuck to his legs, almost causing him to roll down the slope. He ran up the slope on hands and feet, and then he saw Guo Ning's figure.
"...Marshal?" Yi La Chucai asked in a trembling voice.
"The emperor fell down the gate tower and died." Guo Ning knew what he was going to ask.
Yi La Chucai sat down on the ground, his chest heaving violently, and he gasped for air.
It's really contradictory. He felt that Daikin was going to be finished a long time ago, otherwise he would not have taken a fancy to Guo Ning, who was in the wilderness and gathered hundreds of people, to help him make his business so prosperous little by little. But he really couldn't accept the emperor's death.
It's not because when the emperor was still the king, he and Yila Chucai rode together in the same carriage in Tangbo, Hebei, and they had some friendship, but because in the eyes of Yila Chucai, a Confucian scholar, the emperor was the embodiment of order after all.
Those monarchs, ministers, fathers and sons seem to be at a loss. If Guo Ning breaks it, it will definitely be beneficial to the immediate future, but in the long run, his side will eventually hope to rebuild it. At that time, you would have to work ten times or a hundred times to make up for today's momentary happiness, and you might not be able to make up for it.
Fortunately, Guo Ning continued: "I didn't do it. What's ridiculous is that the emperor broke free from his control and asked me for help. As a result, before I could do anything, he was hugged by Pu Sanduan and fell off the gate tower. .Everyone can see it clearly."
"this……"
Yi La Chucai opened his mouth and was speechless for a moment.
Guo Ning said casually: "I'll ask Jin Qing to deal with the next thing. I have to accompany A Han."
With that said, he continued walking down the steps and took two steps.
At the top of the trail, Xu Wei and Dong Jin looked down and saw Guo Ning and Yi La Chucai talking. They quickly stopped the soldiers and told them not to disturb them by passing by this trail.
Yi La Chucai stood up behind Guo Ning, bowed respectfully, and said: "I passed by the inner courtyard when I came here. My wife and the young master are both very well. In addition, Lao Wang was seriously injured, but he has been rescued. Take good care of it and treat it as if there is no serious problem."
"Huh?" Guo Ning looked at Yisha Chucai with some surprise.
He thought for a moment that if he knew the news that Wang Shixian was still alive earlier, he would probably be in a better mood. Maybe he would reach out and save the emperor? After all, it was a well-used puppet, so it would be a pity to lose it.
But that doesn't matter. The final role of the Great Jin Emperor was to prove that the Great Jin Emperor was completely useless. After this, he no longer makes sense.
Guo Ning thought about it again and said with a smile: "The Jurchens caused a lot of trouble this time. I am really angry in my heart, so I feel that the emperor should be buried with him. However, I have always been measured, so Jin Qing can rest assured . Move slower and faster, so outsiders can’t see it."
If Wang Shixian knew that Guo Ning buried a great Jin emperor with him, this honor would probably make him unable to close his eyes for ten days and a half. This is really the true nature of an evil tiger. In the final analysis, Guo Ning does not see the imperial authority as dignified at all, and his level of unscrupulousness exceeds anyone's imagination.
Maybe, people who have become great people have been like this since ancient times, and it’s unknown.
Yi La Chucai smiled bitterly twice: "After all, it was Pu San Duan who made the move. It was the Jurchens who had rebelled. We have to find a way to publicize what happened tonight and not let King Sui talk about it."
"We and King Sui will promote it separately; it doesn't matter whether we have something to say or not."
Guo Ning shook his head easily: "I estimate that if the emperor dies here in Zhongdu, a large group of people on Nanjing Road will surround King Sui and take a step forward. But they also have their difficulties, and this process is not simple... Just like the process on my side is not simple. Each of the two families is busy with their own affairs, and in the next six months, there will be less trouble."
