Dragon Flame.
Jinghua.
Queen Zheng Fu sat here quietly, lost in thought.
"Mother!"
Xie Ling quickly came to the Queen's side.
Zheng Fu looked at him coldly: "Ling'er, I went to see your father today, but Manager Zhou stopped me..."
"What?"
Xie Ling's expression changed.
The queen visits the emperor every day. This is a routine matter. It is an ancient rule that even the emperor cannot refuse. Therefore, even if the old emperor is ill, the queen can still see the emperor.
But today...
Xie Ling took a deep breath and his eyes lit up.
what does that mean?
Doesn't this mean that my father...
Thinking of this possibility, he was not sad, but his heart was filled with excitement!
"understand?"
Zheng Fu said calmly: "It's time for you to exert your strength. The prince has already received the support of King Qin. It seems that King Wei is also more inclined to stability..."
Xie Ling was anxious: "Queen mother, what about us?"
Zheng Fu said: "Since the nobles have a direction, we can only seek help from the scholar-bureaucrats. Fortunately, the scholar-bureaucrats do not like tradition, but only like their character. Over the years, Ling'er, you have done well, and I promise you a lot of profits." , high-ranking officials and generous salaries, it shouldn’t be difficult to win them over.”
Xie Ling was overjoyed. Over the years, his people have been established quite steadily. At this time, the advantage comes out. Everyone knows that what this group of scholar-bureaucrats likes to do most is to seek change, because in change, they can seize the benefits they want. Although they support the theory of blood and natural imperial power, this is within certain limits.
Since there are two princes who can take advantage of them, why not support the one who can guarantee their own interests?
It turns out.
In every historical change, scholar-bureaucrats are the winners, that's how it is.
The aristocratic class will gradually be eliminated as history develops and times change.
"Ling'er, do you know what is most important now?"
Zheng Fu stared at her son closely.
Xie Ling lowered his head and shouted softly: "Military power!"
Only then did Zheng Fu smile: "Ling'er has grown up... Go ahead and fight for the military power of the military officials and military governors."
"Yes, Queen Mother!"
…
Look at the prince again.
Likewise, a group of staff members are all talking nonsense.
"Hahahaha, Third Prince, I'm afraid I'm trying to win the support of those scholar-bureaucrats now!"
"Hmph, what's the use?"
"Without military power, no matter how many people support it, what's the use?"
Prince Xie Fang also looked proud: "Jiedu envoys are not allowed to bring troops into the capital. This is an ancient rule. But in our hands, we have the defense forces of the capital city and the imperial forest army."
"You're just a third brother, I can't afford to make waves..."
"cheers!"
"Congratulations, Prince, for taking charge of Long Yan soon!"
…
This time.
It is estimated that the old emperor is really dying.
People across the country are panicked.
The King of Wei, the King of Qin, Zhu Zhen and others each worked in their own camps and began to wield power.
I guess everyone knows.
At this time, the old emperor just breathed a sigh of relief.
He is still waiting...
He is waiting.
Anyone who knows about that knows what he is waiting for. He is waiting for the Western Region Protectorate to be successfully built. He was waiting to see if he could successfully retake the Western Region in his lifetime and kill that Xie Laoer in a foreign country.
Can not wait.
He will not die.
Then the elixir he had relied on for many years could only hold on to his last breath.
The world.
It seems things are about to change.
…
"you you……"
Reguli glared at Liu Zheng: "You want to rebel?"
This topic is really sensitive, and it also shocked these people.
Liu Zheng was not surprised, and smiled lightly: "No, for the time being, I just want to live."
Reguli's eyes flickered: "Sir, Reguli understands that Emperor Longyan sent you to attack the ghost army because he wanted you to die!"
"This damn old thief actually bullied my young master! When I, Loulan, become more powerful, I will definitely break into his capital!"
Everyone curled their lips when they heard this.
If this was said in the Longyan Dynasty, whoever dared to say it would probably be beheaded immediately. Those secret guards of the old emperor were not vegetarians.
Reguli suddenly said excitedly: "It's better for the young master to stay in Loulan and not go back to Longyan!"
Liu Zheng smiled bitterly: "No, no, no, no, the Queen Mother will tell you whether you agree or not. If Liu Zheng can defeat the ghost army, the Northern and Western Regions will belong to me. I, the Yinzhou Army, will help Loulan conquer the Southern and Western Regions. You and I will share the Western Regions!"
Actually.
Liu Zheng took advantage of this proposal.
Because Loulan is already the most powerful country in the Southern and Western Regions, although unification will take some time, it will not be too difficult if it continues like this.
But the North Western Region is different.
Loulan couldn't get an inch.
Who would have thought that Reguli looked at Liu Zheng infatuatedly: "Okay, why do I like the young master's confident look?"
Everyone supported their foreheads.
…
It was agreed upon.
Yinzhou's army consisted of 150,000 men. After three days of repairs in Shancheng, they finally set off. During these three days, he was worried that he would be unaccustomed to the acclimatization due to the long journey, and if any disease appeared, it would have the effect of a plague, so Liu Zheng did not dare to neglect it.
An army of 150,000 troops began to attack the existence known as the "Ghost Desert".
Fifty thousand Loulan troops will send troops to Kucha from now on.
The further they walked, the more confident Liu Zheng became.
It made him laugh and cry.
The desert Gobi where this ghost city is located closely overlaps with a place he remembered in later generations.
Flame Mountain!
Later, on the way to Turpan, Liu Zheng saw the Flame Mountain.
certainly.
This Flame Mountain is not the Flame Mountain in Journey to the West and Princess Iron Fan. The whole name is actually because it is very hot here, it is very deserted, and this is not a place for people to stay.
This further confirmed Liu Zheng's imagination.
The army set out, 150,000 men, and the most prepared thing was water.
In Loulan, tens of thousands more camels were borrowed.
The vast yellow sand rolls into the Gobi Desert.
At this time, no one noticed that a vulture was hovering in the air, circling the army several times.
…
No one would have thought of it.
In a desolate place like the Western Region.
There will be such a city.
At first glance.
I thought you had arrived at Longyan Capital, the same city, the same wall, the same majesty, the same color, and even the same prosperity.
only.
The capital of Dayuan Kingdom is called Guishan City.
It is located in Congling, in the upper reaches of the Syr Darya River, in today's Fergana Basin.
The people here are not all Longyan people with skin color, but tall barbarians.
at this time.
A military report.
From the city gate, it spread to the city, and then to the palace.
"Report!"
"Report!"
"Reporting to Your Majesty, Long Yan's army is invading. We can reach Ghost City in three days via Che Division!"
at this time,
Sitting on the golden dragon chair is a vigorous, white-haired old man who is not angry and self-respecting, and is discussing political affairs with the civil and military officials.
Hearing this, he was slightly startled, and suddenly his eyes flashed: "Xie Tianyao, are you finally going to die?"
"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"
All the ministers of different skin colors knelt down one after another and shouted long live.
Xie Xuan couldn't help laughing: "Thank you, second brother, thank you, second brother, you have endured your whole life, but you still haven't survived me!"
