"Sir, it's not good. The news just came from the capital that the new emperor has passed away." Staff Chen ran into the study from outside with a panic look on his face.
Liu Bingyuan was splashing ink in front of the desk. When he heard this, his wrist holding the pen flicked, and an ink stain dripped on the white paper, soaking the back of the paper.
"You, who did you just say died?"
"It's the new emperor."
"This, how is this possible!" Liu Bingyuan looked in disbelief.
The new emperor has been on the throne for less than a month.
"It's true." Staff Chen said, "The official document from the governor's Yamen has just arrived."
Snap!
The brush in Liu Bingyuan's hand fell on the white paper on the table, and the ink stains spread across a large area. He sat back in the seat behind him absentmindedly.
"My lord, my lord." Upon seeing this, Staff Chen hurriedly stepped forward.
Liu Bingyuan waved his hands feebly and asked in a low voice, "Who is the new emperor?"
Staff Chen looked around and said in a low voice, "The new emperor is the emperor's grandson Zhu Youxiao."
Now that Zhu Youxiao was no longer the emperor's eldest grandson, he had become the new emperor. It was treasonous to directly nominate him, so he had to be careful.
"It's okay, it's okay." Liu Bingyuan took a long breath.
Staff Chen standing aside knew what Liu Bingyuan in front of him was worried about. He was afraid that King Fu of Luoyang would enter the palace and succeed to the throne. However, this possibility was not high at all.
Not to mention that Prince Fu was in Luoyang and could not rush back to the capital in time, and the adults in the court would not let Prince Fu sit on the throne.
In the original dispute over the foundation of the country, many adults in the court sided with the Crown Prince and opposed Prince Fu. Now that Concubine Zheng has lost power and the Crown Prince is the orthodox Prince, Prince Fu has no chance at all.
"Sir." Staff Chen picked up the tureen on the table and handed it over.
Liu Bingyuan took it, put it to his mouth, took a few sips, and then put the lid on the cup.
At this moment, the study door was pushed open, and Staff Tian walked in from the outside, holding an official document in his hand.
As soon as he entered the study, he walked quickly towards Liu Bingyuan and said, "Sir, the official document from the governor's office has arrived. The late emperor has passed away and the emperor's grandson will succeed him."
"Give it to me quickly!" Liu Bingyuan reached out and grabbed the official document in his hand and hurriedly looked through it.
Although his staff had told him the news of the new emperor's death, he still didn't want to believe it without seeing the exact official document.
In the more than 200 years since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, two emperors had never died within a month. In history, most of these things happened in troubled times or when imperial power fell.
After reading the official document sent by the governor's yamen and looking at the seal on it, Liu Bingyuan was really sure that the new emperor died and the former emperor's grandson succeeded him.
The official document even gave the posthumous title, Emperor Guangzong.
It's a pity that Emperor Guangzong had been the prince for so many years and was cautious all his life. He passed away less than a month after he ascended the throne.
Liu Bingyuan returned the official document to Staff Tian and said, "Two saints passed away within one month. This is not a good sign for the Ming Dynasty. Now it is almost time for me to return to Beijing. You two go back and clean up. I will return to Beijing to report on my duties in a few days."
"Sir, what happened at Lingqiu..." Staff Chen said hesitantly.
Liu Bingyuan looked thoughtful for a moment and said, "They are lucky. They have caught up with the national mourning. I have no time to take care of it for the time being. But it doesn't matter. As long as I am still in Shanxi Road, this tiger-shaped flag cannot escape my hands."
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"Sir, there is a convoy coming from a distance."
A soldier ran down from the battlements of Xinping Fort and stood in front of a general.
"Is this the caravan leaving the border again?" The general picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea into his cup.
"It looks like it." The soldier said, "The convoy coming this time is quite long. There should be many large vehicles."
He pinched the tea cup with two fingers and said with a smile, "It's time for us brothers to get rich. You go and tell the brothers that I will stop the convoy as soon as it approaches. No one can be spared."
"Look, sir, brothers have done this not once or twice." The soldier said with a smile.
tread! tread! tread!
Before the distant convoy could approach Xinpingbao, the sound of horse hooves came from far and near.
Soon, a fast horse came in from the gate of Xinpingbao, appeared in front of the general, and stopped.
"Master Jun." The rider on the horse cupped his hands and said, "There will be a convoy passing through here soon. I hope it will be convenient for Mr. Jun."
After saying that, the rider took out a twenty-two pieces of silver from his arms and threw it towards the boss.
The general manager caught the money with both hands and said with a smile, "Brother, you're welcome. The General has already given instructions, so the convoy with the tiger-shaped flag can pass by."
"Thank you, Master." The rider cupped his hand again, turned the horse's head, and rode away.
The soldier who had not left yet said in confusion, "Sir, are we really going to let them pass like this?"
"You know what the heck." The boss said, "The General has already said that it is not our turn to take care of the tiger-character flag convoy. Not to mention that they come over to say hello. Even if they don't say hello, we still have to do it. Pretend not to see it.”
The soldier sighed, "The younger one just thinks it's a pity. He stands on the wall and looks at their motorcade, it looks like a long snake."
"Don't fucking make a mistake. The tiger-character flag is following the path of a general. A wheel can crush you to death." Nazong said angrily.
"Yes, yes, I understand." The soldier nodded in agreement.
"Okay, stop being an eyesore here. Go back and tell all the brothers on duty to go to Lao Li's Tavern for a drink after your shift. I'm treating you." The boss turned the silver ingot in his hand and put it into his cuffs.
"I thank you for the brother on duty." The soldier said with a smile, and then returned to the wall with the spear.
At this time, the convoy in the distance was approaching Xinpingbao, and each four-wheeled cart was clearly visible, including the command flag on the lead car.
"What do you say, sir? Should we send someone to stop this convoy?"
A man on the wall asked the soldier who came back.
"Stop it." The soldier said angrily, "This convoy is following the path of a general."
"What a pity." One of the soldiers shook his head and said, "If we really stop this convoy, just scrape a layer on it, which will be enough for the brothers to feel comfortable for several days."
"Don't even think about taking advantage of this team, unless you don't want to live anymore."
They are just soldiers at the bottom, and it's okay to get some benefits from some small caravans. When they encounter a convoy of a big business with connections like this, they naturally don't dare to make random decisions.
"Look, there seems to be a horse team surrounding the caravan. It looks like Chen Guerrilla." A soldier in front of the crenel pointed in the distance and shouted.
The soldiers on the wall all looked in the direction the other party was pointing.
I saw a cavalry team dressed as officers and soldiers surrounding the convoy with the tiger flag.
