"Emergency military situation! Escape quickly!"
"Emergency military situation! Escape quickly!"
"Emergency military situation! Escape quickly!"
September 27, the 30th year of Zhengde.
Around noon.
An urgent military situation at the expense of the lives of more than thirty or forty top horses.
It took eight days and spanned nearly three thousand miles, and finally arrived at Chang'an, the capital.
Several of Li Guangli's personal guards had layers of dead skin on their mouths and bloodshot eyes.
With a red eight-hundred-mile emergency flag on his waist, he drove several strong and fast horses with all his strength.
Speeding past on Zhuque Avenue, the main road in Chang'an City.
Everywhere he passed, there were flying dogs and chickens flying around, and the ground was in a mess.
Of course.
The person who is currently on the Suzaku Avenue.
Whether it's a rich man in gorgeous clothes or a dignitary wearing various official robes.
Or when traveling, the royal family and relatives are always surrounded by hundreds of servants.
No matter how respected his status is.
At this time, after the ride, none of them dared to show even a trace of dissatisfaction on their faces.
On a three-column green-covered carriage.
Jin Wang Xu Zhen, who had just left the morning court, looked solemnly through the car curtain he opened, looking in the direction of the 800-mile disappearance.
"Something serious has happened."
Xu Zhen slowly lowered the car curtain and murmured in a low voice with a solemn face.
"go......"
Xu Zhen opened the curtain again and wanted to give some instructions to the driver.
But for some reason, when the words came to my lips, I still couldn't blurt them out.
The coachman waited quietly for more than ten seconds. Seeing that Xu Zhen still had nothing to say, he couldn't help but ask, "Your Majesty? Where are we going?"
Xu Zhen's face paused slightly when he heard this.
After pondering for a few breaths, he slowly lowered the car curtain and said, "Go home."
"Shocked..." The coachman was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then hurriedly said: "Yes."
After a while.
The three-column green-covered carriage, guarded by dozens of guards, slowly drove into the huge Jin Prince's Mansion.
Inside the Chengyun Hall of the Prince of Jin's Mansion.
Xu Zhen frowned and paced back and forth in the hall.
The scene of the red eight-hundred-mile express flag speeding past kept popping up in my mind.
As a prince who has led troops to conquer all directions.
How could he not understand the meaning of the red eight-hundred-mile emergency flag?
"Something big happened! Something big happened!"
"Did something happen in Mobei or in the Western Region?!"
Xu Zhen kept mumbling to himself while pacing.
Of course, there was no one in the empty Chengyun Hall who could answer his questions.
As for entering the Ministry of War, or entering the palace to inquire in person?
No matter how restless Xu Zhen was at this moment.
None of them would do so before receiving Emperor Zhengde's decree or summons.
Take the initiative to go to the Ministry of War or the palace.
First, there must be no overly close relationship between the prince and the Ministry of War.
Secondly, the prince needs to be concerned about state affairs, but not too concerned.
This is the prince’s bottom line and the prince’s red line.
Anyone who attempts to cross this line, no matter how high or low the king is, will surely die.
After a while.
Jin Wang Xu Zhen is always restless.
He strode towards the circular hall.
After entering the harem through the Wan Palace.
Xu Zhen's pace became faster and faster. ….
There is a vague tendency to trot.
pity.
The injured leg from the arrow still weighed him down after all.
Along the way, the faces of countless palace maids and eunuchs changed as they witnessed Xu Zhen's vigorous steps.
Xu Zhen, who was walking, had no time to say anything.
A nonsense sentence.
He just waved his hand to stop the maids and eunuchs from approaching.
Then he went straight to the Buddhist Hall in the side hall of Changchun Hall without saying a word.
In the Buddhist hall of the Changchun Hall of the Jin Dynasty.
Prince Jin's Mansion, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, could not help but frown slightly when he heard the rapid footsteps outside the palace.
"Huan'er, go see who is outside the hall."
Princess Jin frowned for a moment, and then calmly gave instructions to the maid beside her.
"yes."
The maid Huan'er bowed and agreed, and then walked towards the door of the side hall without haste.
Don't wait until he reaches the door of the side hall.
The door to the side hall was quickly pushed open by someone from outside.
"Youhua, have you had any correspondence with Jie'er or Ying'er recently?"
Before Xu Zhen stepped into the Buddhist hall of the side hall, his urgent voice had already reached Princess Jin's ears.
The Jie'er and Ying'er he mentioned were his eldest son Xu Jie and his second son Xu Ying who were still staying in the Western Regions.
Princess Jin couldn't help but change her expression slightly after hearing the urgency in Xu Zhen's voice.
He stood up hurriedly and said, "The Japanese side and Jie'er exchanged letters the other day."
The words are over.
Princess Jin asked in a low voice with a worried look on her face: "Your Majesty, has something happened again in the Western Regions?"
"I don't know yet." Xu Zhen took a deep breath several times, and then asked again: "Where is Jie'er's letter."
When Princess Jin heard this, the worry on her face did not diminish at all.
Jogging all the way to the corner of the Buddhist hall.
He hurriedly took out a rosewood box from the bookshelf in the corner.
"Your Majesty, all the letters sent by Jie'er and Ying'er this year are here."
Princess Jin trotted to Xu Zhen's side with the red sandalwood box in her arms, and then hurriedly opened the red sandalwood box, revealing more than ten letters contained in it.
Just like most people.
As children grow older, communication with their father will become less frequent.
Even Xu Zhen, who returned to the throne as the only Qizhu prince in the Zhou Dynasty, could not escape this law.
Xu Zhen quickly picked up the letter at the top of the rosewood box.
He quickly took out the letter at a speed that was much faster than before.
This ordinary letter was filled with the parents' pet peeves and their concern for their parents who were far away in the capital.
Xu Zhen never thought that his eldest son, who had always been taciturn, would be so talkative in letters.
Presumably, Princess Jin had asked about the situation of the countries in the Western Regions in her previous letter.
At the end of the letter, Xu Jie briefly discussed the situation in the Western Regions.
Generally speaking, the Western Region today is relatively calm, at least on the surface.
After a while.
Xu Zhen slowly put down the letter in his hand and unconsciously picked up another letter again.
It’s time to take it apart and take a closer look.
The anxious Princess Jin couldn't help but ask: "Your Majesty, how is the situation in the Western Region? Are Jie'er and Ying'er in any danger?"
The state of mind that had been cultivated over many years of worshiping Buddha was shattered in an instant when it came to matters concerning the safety of my children. ….
Xu Zhen opened the letter signed "My son, Xu Ying," and slowly replied, "It shouldn't be that something happened in the Western Region."
"That's good, that's good." Princess Jin couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this.
For Princess Jin, as long as nothing happens in the Western Region, everything will be fine.
"Stop reading. I want to read and write a letter myself."
Princess Jin came to her senses and grabbed the letter from Xu Zhen's hand.
Xu Zhen laughed twice and then slowly exited the side hall Buddhist hall.
As soon as Fang walked out of the side hall Buddhist hall, the sneer on Xu Zhen's face was instantly replaced by solemnity.
One letter alone can dispel some of the suspicions in the Western Regions.
But after all, it’s only part of it.
"Now it seems that there is a high probability that something happened in Mobei."
Xu Zhen muttered to himself with a solemn face.
Then he walked slowly to the Circular Hall, passed through the Circular Hall and entered the Chengyun Hall.
When they arrived at the Chengyun Hall, they saw a young eunuch running towards the Chengyun Hall in a hurry.
"What happened?"
Xu Zhen felt a slight shiver in his heart, and then strode towards the little eunuch.
"Go back to the prince and ask."
"The emperor... someone from the palace... conveyed... the oral message of His Majesty."
"I...order you...order you to enter the palace immediately and go...to the royal study room...to...face...to see the Holy Spirit."
The little eunuch walked two steps away from Xu Zhen, panted and bowed in salute.
"Get your car ready immediately."
Xu Zhen nodded slightly, then walked towards the stable, and quickly gave instructions to the entourage beside him.
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royal palace.
Zichen Palace.
Royal study room.
When Xu Zhen rushed to the imperial study room, there were already more than ten people standing in rows on the left and right in the huge imperial study room.
The prince Xu Yong was Shangguan Lu, the chief assistant of the Wenyuan Pavilion.
Yao Yanjin, a bachelor of Jinshen Palace, and Wen Fu, a bachelor of Huagaidian Palace.
Jing Yongxian, the bachelor of Wuyingdian, Jiang Zhihong, the bachelor of Wenhuadian, and Pang Qifan, the bachelor of Dongge.
Wang Fuchang, the Minister of the Ministry of War, Tian Yichu, the Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, and Cao Wen'an, the Minister of the Ministry of Industry.
Tang Fangda, the minister of Guanglu Temple, many old generals who had been disarmed and returned to their fields for many years, and the few remaining princes from the previous generation were also on the list.
Seeing this formation, Xu Zhen couldn't help but feel shocked again.
After calming down for a while.
Xu Zhen strode to three steps in front of Yu Gu.
He bowed his hands and said, "I, Xu Zhen, pay my respects to Your Majesty."
"Prince Jin, there is no need to be polite." Emperor Zhengde nodded slightly to signal Xu Zhen to join the procession.
After Xu Zhen is listed.
Emperor Zhengde looked at the ministers and counted their breaths.
Then he handed a memorial placed in the imperial eucalyptus to the prince Xu Yong who was in the starting position.
He slowly opened his mouth and commanded: "Read it."
"According to the decree." Xu Yong took the memorial from Emperor Zhengde with both hands.
After the memorial slowly opened, Xu Yongtong suddenly condensed.
After Xu Yong forcibly calmed his mind, he slowly recited the contents of the memorial one by one.
After reading to Li Guangli's defeat, Xu Yong's originally calm tone suddenly showed a hint of shock and sadness.
Wait until Li Guangli attacks the enemy camp at night and kills the enemy without any calculation, and burns the enemy's grain and grass, cattle and sheep without calculation.
A hint of happiness suddenly appeared in Xu Yong's tone.
The two mood swings happened in just a moment.
However, no matter how small the fluctuation was, it was difficult to escape Emperor Zhengde who was always looking at him from the corner of his eye. ….
After a while.
The memorial is finished.
"Father."
Xu Yong respectfully presented the memorial on the imperial eucalyptus with both hands.
Emperor Zhengde nodded slightly and signaled Xu Yong to return to his throne.
It wasn't until he returned to his position that Xu Yong breathed a subtle sigh of relief.
Emperor Zhengde once again looked at the ministers with different expressions.
After more than ten breaths of silence, Emperor Zhengde slowly asked: "What do you think of the internal problems of the Xiongnu?"
After the words fell, the whole hall fell into silence.
After more than ten breaths.
Wang Fuchang, the Secretary of the Ministry of War, came out of the queue and bowed his hands in salute: "Your Majesty, as a minister, please be prepared with both hands."
"First, order the kings and governors of the border counties to prepare for a full-scale Xiongnu counterattack."
"If the Huns are really at odds with each other, using war to divert the conflicts within the ethnic group may be Yin Zhixie's only way to stabilize their internal affairs."
"Therefore, I feel that I have to take precautions."
"Secondly, careful planning and espionage will go deep into the Chanyu
Wang Ting, investigate this matter in detail, if it is really true. "
"The government may be able to add fuel to the flames and kill people with a borrowed knife."
"Split the enemy from within and disintegrate the enemy."
After finishing his words, Wang Fuchang bowed his hands again.
In short, on the one hand, we should be prepared for a comprehensive defense, and on the other hand, we can add fuel to the flames and kill people with a borrowed knife.
Emperor Zhengde did not rush to express his position after hearing this.
His eyes slowly wandered among the ministers again.
It was not until most of the officials came out to second the proposal.
Emperor Zhengde nodded slightly.
After Wang Fuchang returns to the throne.
Emperor Zhengde slowly spoke: "What do you think of the war in Mobei?"
As soon as this statement came out.
The whole hall was silent.
Emperor Zhengde's view of the war situation in Mobei was nothing more than war and peace.
If it were to fight, with Zhou's current national strength, the defense would be more than sufficient, but the offense would be inadequate.
If this were not the case, Emperor Zhengde would not have set the tone to retreat from the enemy thousands of miles from the beginning.
However, what Emperor Zhengde never expected was that the Xiongnu's reaction would be so fierce and swift.
If we continue to increase our troops on a large scale, we may be afraid that the Huns will not be destroyed, and changes will occur in the country first.
If we increase the troops on a small scale, it will be like a meat bun beating a dog on the endless prairie, and they will never come back.
But if we don’t fight and instead seek peace.
Let’s not mention the shamelessness of Da Zhou and Emperor Zhengde.
But Fan Dazhou showed a little bit of his willingness to seek peace.
With the temperament of Yin Zhixie, the Xiongnu Chanyu, he was bound to be shameless and push for further.
And, most importantly, once the willingness to seek peace is revealed, the Western Region will inevitably stir up trouble again.
For a while.
With Li Guangli's defeat, Da Zhou fell into a dilemma.
As time passed slowly, the silence in the imperial study gradually turned into a ghostly silence.
Moreover, the dead silence has slowly solidified in silence.
It is a matter of national destiny for a country, and no one dares to be the first to speak out.
After a while.
Emperor Zhengde's eyes slowly wandered among the ministers.
Finally, it fell on Xu Yong, who was at the bottom.
Emperor Zhengde slowly asked: "What do you think, Prince?"
Xu Yong's heart trembled, and then he slowly said: "I would like to inform my father, for the sake of my son and ministers."...
"We should increase the number of the king's troops and use the power of thunder to eradicate the Xiongnu Zuo Guli King's tribe."
"Zuo Dun only brought more than ten thousand wolf guards with him, and he dared to go within three hundred miles of Yunzhong Pass."
"It shows how arrogant his arrogance is."
"If this traitor can be eradicated with the force of thunder, it will definitely serve as a warning to the monkeys."
"Moreover, Zuo Dun is one of the six kings of the Xiongnu. If he is killed by the formation, it will definitely cause panic among the Xiongnu tribes."
"When the time comes, by taking advantage of the victory and pursuing the enemy, our dynasty will surely be able to drive the Xiongnu tribes thousands of miles away."
After finishing his words, Xu Yong bowed his hands again.
Emperor Zhengde slowly moved his gaze to the ministers.
Tian Yichu, the Secretary of the Ministry of Finance, moved slightly, but in the end he was still unable to take that step.
After more than ten breaths.
Sparse voices of agreement kept coming from the imperial study.
Wait for nearly half of the comments to be seconded.
Emperor Zhengde nodded slightly and said: "In view of all the beloved ministers, if there is a war, who can take on this important task?"
The words are over.
The atmosphere in the Imperial Study Room is no longer as depressing as it was just now.
One name after another came out from the mouths of the ministers.
The person's name is often blurted out, and the next moment there is opposition from others.
The older ones cannot withstand the fatigue of traveling.
He is young and lacks battlefield experience, making it difficult for him to take on big responsibilities.
As for the year
A powerful middle-aged general...
Either he was injured and returned home, or he had already gone to war with Li Guangli.
Or he holds an important position in a border area and is easily unable to escape.
It seems like after the decisive battle in Mobei in the fifteenth year of Zhengde.
The military generals and forces of the Great Zhou Dynasty completely entered an era of inactivity.
Two quarters of an hour later.
The debate among the officials in the royal study has turned into a quarrel among the officials.
The dignitaries and dignitaries who had always been so harmonious in the past seemed to have turned into hawkers at this moment.
Although not as greetings as when vendors in the market are quarreling, the greetings are constant.
But the verbal exchanges between you and me are even worse than the cordial greetings between vendors in the market.
Just as the quarrel became more intense.
Xu Zhen, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly came out slowly.
He bowed his hands and said, "Your Majesty, I have a candidate who may be able to take on this important task."
As soon as these words came out, the quarrel in the imperial study room stopped instantly.
Xu Yong and more than ten pairs of eyes all looked at Jin Wang Xu Zhen.
"Oh?" Emperor Zhengde asked in great curiosity: "Who is King Jin talking about?"
Xu Zhen bowed his hands and said in salute: "Your Majesty, the person I am talking about is Li Ling, Zuo Shaoqing of Dali Temple."
As soon as the word Li Ling came out, the already quiet ministers in the imperial study instantly became even quieter.
The atmosphere among the ministers actually became a little subtle at this moment.
No one thought of Li Ling, the former Xiaoqi guerrilla general and now the Zuo Shaoqing of Dali Temple.
Strictly speaking, Li Ling is currently the most suitable person in the capital to lead troops on an expedition.
In the final analysis, it is just interests.
With Emperor Zhengde's temperament and the current situation.
The Great Zhou Dynasty did not send out troops, but once it did send out troops, it would be with thunderous force and a sharp sword to cut through the mess.
Without him, the Great Zhou Dynasty at this time really couldn't afford to spend years and months of war.
In this way, although this expedition is dangerous, the benefits are greater.
No one wants to waste a great opportunity by recommending a person who never joins cliques.
But Xu Zhen is different.
At this time, Xu Zhen didn't care about the so-called interests. ,
At this time, Xu Zhen only wanted to do his best to stabilize the giant ship of Dazhou that was about to be silenced.
In order to buy more time for his nephew who is far away in Yandi to strengthen himself.
'Li Ling, Zuo Shaoqing of Dali Temple? , Emperor Zhengde murmured in his heart when he heard this, and quickly searched for memories about Li Ling in his mind.
Maybe it's really because of my age. Emperor Zhengde's memory was no longer what it used to be.
'It turned out to be him. , after more than a hundred breaths, Emperor Zhengde paused slightly and murmured in his heart: "This son is really capable of taking on this important task."
Emperor Zhengde composed himself calmly, and then slowly said: "We will discuss this matter after the meeting tomorrow."
The words are over.
Emperor Zhengde slowly looked at the ministers and said in a deep voice: "Since I came to the throne, I have always rewarded my merits and punished my mistakes."
"What do you think of Mobei's defeat?"
As soon as this statement came out, it basically set the tone for this matter.
No matter what the reason for the defeat is in the memorial.
Defeat is defeat! This is a fact, a fact that cannot be changed.
As the commander-in-chief of this expedition, Li Guangli was certainly to blame.
For a moment, the imperial study room was quiet again and one could hear a needle drop.
After more than a hundred breaths.
Just when the atmosphere was about to turn into dead silence again.
Prince Xu Yong slowly stepped down to the lower position.
Stand in front of the ministers and bow your hands in salute. .
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