In front of the spacious and majestic Peking Palace, the bluestone-paved square was already occupied by thousands of people. Not only the two hundred people brought by Zhang Yanwei, but also many soldiers from the Wujie and Xingjie armies stationed in and outside Jinyang City rushed over under the leadership of officers to join them after the commotion.
Afterwards, one after another, some grassroots officials from the Hedong Government Office also led many senior citizens, prominent families, business travelers, and workers to come to the meeting. There were even some monks and Taoist priests who also started to make noises, and they had all kinds of identities.
Inside and outside the walls of the palace, the soldiers of the Imperial Guard were already in full formation, with vigilant expressions on their faces, ready to suppress "turmoil" at any time, but they did not appear overly nervous. It was obvious that these people in front of the palace were gathered in an organized and premeditated manner, and they were all well restrained.
In fact, in the past half month, Jinyang City has been strictly controlled. Thousands of people of all kinds can gather in front of the palace, but the patrolling troops in the city have done nothing. This in itself is surprising.
In the courtyard, the high-ranking civil and military officials from Hedong came over after hearing the news. Everyone had received the news more or less, and when they exchanged glances, they all had a little tacit understanding.
When Liu Chengyou came leisurely, Liu Zhiyuan was standing on the stone steps and scolded his younger brother Liu Xin: "What's the matter with you? Huh? I asked you to inspect Jinyang, Serious City, why did you let so many people gather? Go to the palace and make noise to cause trouble? I need an explanation!"
Facing Liu Zhiyuan's severe scolding, Liu Xin was not afraid at all this time. He stiffened his neck and remained silent, acting like a knife. Seeing this, Liu Zhiyuan became even more angry, and turned to Liu Chong, Shi Hongzhao, and Chang Si, the senior generals of the Hedong Army: "With so many soldiers gathered here, could it be that you were inactive and inactive?"
Then he glared at Yang Bin and Wang Zhang: "What's going on with those officials and people in charge?"
Similar to Liu Xin's reaction, these people also calmly accepted Liu Zhiyuan's accusations without speaking back.
"I'm waiting to see the King of Peking!"
Outside the gate of the mansion, another burst of shouting broke out. Amidst the noise, Zhang Yanwei's big voice seemed unusually high, and it was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone inside the wall. Among those people outside, Zhang Yanwei has the highest rank.
Liu Chengyou walked forward slowly, but was immediately caught by Liu Zhiyuan and scolded: "You are in charge of maintaining military discipline in the Longqi Army, and this is the result? You can't even control your subordinates?"
Facing Liu Zhiyuan's angry gaze, Liu Chengyou reacted as calmly as his face showed. He cupped his hands and said, "Officials, soldiers and civilians outside the government will not gather for no reason, and they must have expectations. My father has always loved the military and protected the people, so why not Go out and listen to what they have to say?”
After the words fell, Yang Bin immediately stood up and calmly echoed: "Pu She's words are very reasonable. There is a huge crowd outside the palace, and no one but the king can calm it down. Your king, you might as well listen to what everyone has to say."
There was clearly a scheming smile on Yang Bin's face, but Liu Zhiyuan ignored it. He snorted coldly, rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the door: "I want to see what they want to do to make such a big noise. What are you doing!"
Accompanied by the "squeaking" sound of the door shaft turning, the door of the mansion opened wide. Surrounded by a group of officials, Liu Zhiyuan walked out first.
When he saw Liu Zhiyuan, Zhang Yanwei became energetic and led his people to bow down and call him "Your Majesty." Someone took the lead, and everyone in the meeting followed suit and knelt down in unison.
Staring coldly at Zhang Yanwei in front of him, Liu Zhiyuan asked: "Zhang Yanwei, what do you want to do! Ignore the military regulations and laws, incite so many soldiers to come to pick quarrels and cause trouble, don't you dare to kill you? And you guys, don't you dare to kill me?" I don’t know that the country’s laws are strict, how dare you gather people to cause trouble?”
Liu Zhiyuan shouted and asked, and the scene gradually became quiet.
Facing Liu Zhiyuan's anger, Zhang Yanwei showed no stage fright this time. He straightened up, looked at Liu Zhiyuan, and said with excitement: "I don't dare! I am here to ask for life for the people east of Hedong and for the people of the world!"
Zhang Yanwei's words were so loud that Liu Zhiyuan seemed to be amused and sneered: "I want to hear where you got such crazy talk!"
Hearing this, Zhang Yanwei seemed to have rehearsed the words, and then said quickly: "Your Majesty, the Hulu Nan bandits have invaded the Central Plains, and China has been destroyed. Today there is no owner, the country has no foundation, and now the Hu bandits are rampant, and the people are living. Died. Your Majesty is the Fang Bo of Jiuzhou, with great majesty and unrivaled achievements. I ask Your Majesty to provide for the livelihood of the people of the world and for the country and the country, that is, the throne of the emperor. He will command troops to defeat captives, clear up the world, and bring hope to the people of the country!"
After Zhang Yanwei finished speaking, the petitioning soldiers and civilians immediately echoed the petition, and shouts broke out in front of the mansion again. Everyone was excited and couldn't control themselves, but the scene was chaotic but orderly. Some people simply shouted "Your Majesty", "Emperor", "Official"...
Liu Zhiyuan's attitude finally softened. He raised his hands and suppressed the people's calls for persuasion. He pondered for a while and then said emotionally: "I am extremely grateful for everyone's thoughts. However, I consider my virtue and my ability. I consider myself to have little virtue and limited knowledge." I am short-tempered, and I really dare not to usurp the position of the Emperor. Don’t mention this matter again!"
It was still the same old rejection, but this time, Liu Zhiyuan did not walk away again. As soon as he finished speaking, a civil servant immediately stepped forward on his knees, kowtowed and said, "We all serve you with sincerity and support you with all our hearts. Please don't be humble in your words and destroy the sincerity of the support and support of the soldiers and civilians in the world!"
"No! I have received the country's favor and failed to repay it. I am already ashamed. How can I do such an arrogant act?" Liu Zhiyuan still shook his head.
"Your Majesty!" Zhang Yanwei immediately spoke again, kowtowed several times vigorously, ignoring the blood on his forehead, and said to Liu Zhiyuan in a hoarse voice: "Jin Zuo is dead, and a new dynasty should rise! Your Majesty, Jian Zuo, is not a member of the family. Honor and disgrace, but for the well-being of the people in the world. I will cry out for you. As long as the king is the supreme king, even if the king is guilty of governing his ministers and rebelling against the army, he will have no regrets even if he dies. I just hope that the king will not retreat again!"
Zhang Yanwei and others sometimes work for the country, and sometimes for the people of the world, as if they can really represent the will of the people of the world. However, the atmosphere was extremely heated.
The civil and military officials behind Liu Zhiyuan were all moved as they watched this massive petition. Many people looked eagerly at Liu Zhiyuan's tall back.
Su Fengji stood next to Yang Bin, his eyes were full of wisdom that could see through everything. On a whim, he smiled softly at Yang Bin: "Zhang Yanwei is just a vulgar martial artist, but from his mouth, I can hear such an impassioned speech. Isn’t it strange?”
Giving Su Fengji a sideways glance, Yang Fan said calmly: "I think what General Zhang said was all sincere and came from the bottom of his heart. Why is it strange? Judge Su, please don't make unreasonable remarks, lest you chill your loyal heart."
"Yang Yaya is right, but I'm lying..." After receiving such an answer, Su Fengji's expression changed, and then he replied in a low voice.
That face became a bit colder, but soon, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth again, the kind of smile that was superficial but not smiling. Glancing at Yang Bing coldly, Su Fengji cast his gaze on the young man behind Liu Zhiyuan who remained aloof.
Liu Chengyou watched all of this silently, with a calm expression. He could be considered one of the executive directors of this "big show", and his performance was casual, but he did not deviate from the outline of the script at all. The only thing that surprised Liu Chengyou was that Zhang Yanwei, a martial artist, had such profound acting skills...
Liu Zhiyuan's words could not quell the enthusiasm of the petitioners. As the situation escalated, more and more people came after hearing the news to join in the fun.
In order to avoid trouble, after thinking about it, Liu Zhiyuan had no choice but to say: "You guys will leave for now. Tomorrow, I will give you a definite answer to your request!"
