There is no talismanic support for Yong Zifu's oath, such as a heart oath document. However, this is not a personal oath, but a public oath. It is his choice of the master as the elder of the country. He represents the people of Dayong, and actually "represents "Regardless of ability, the nominal "representative" nature is legal. From this moment on, the city patrol curfew led by Beifang Shunzhong and other six commanders became legal.
Therefore, it is impossible for Yong Zifu to break this oath, otherwise the people of the country will drive him out of office, and the monarch will not be able to protect him.
Regardless of whether he is sincere or not, if he has this oath, he can use it.
Wu Sheng immediately ordered the formation to be stopped and released Yong Zifu and his party: "Old Yong, I have offended you so much! Shen is willing to accept the blame of Old Yong."
Yong Zifu sighed and was speechless.
Wu Sheng ordered: "Untie all the noble men."
Let them tie each other in the formation. In fact, the restraint effect is almost zero. They are all monks and can be freed easily. The real meaning is to let them show their attitude - the attitude of surrender. With this experience, as long as they are not forced If you are too cruel, it will be difficult to have the courage to resist.
Wu Sheng wants to gather all the forces he can muster, and of course he will not push too hard. Therefore, even the most prickly mediocrity no longer resisted.
But Yongyi was unwilling to go against his own beliefs, kowtowed to Yongzifu, and said angrily: "I have been loved by you for so many years, please resign!"
No matter how Yong Zifu answered, he walked out.
Dong Da stopped him: "Can you leave if you want?"
Yong Yi turned to Wu Sheng and said, "I have lost today. I have accepted my duty. From now on I will go home and ignore foreign affairs. But if the alchemist wants Yi to be effective, he can give me death!"
Wu Sheng sighed: "Everyone has his own ambitions. If you don't come under force, you can go ahead. But if I see you supporting a pair of gangsters, you know the consequences."
Yongyi handed over his hand: "Farewell!"
Seeing him leaving, one of Guo Lao's disciples shouted: "Yong Yi, Guo Lao always cares about our lives, why are you so ignorant?"
Yongyi strode away without looking back: "I would rather die than suffer this humiliation!"
Wu Sheng said to Yong Zifu: "Now that the young master has taken over the throne, there is an imperial edict written by the emperor himself. The matter has become a foregone conclusion. It is for the sake of the country and cannot be delayed any longer. I also ask the elders to come forward and persuade the other ministers to come to the palace to pay their respects." New king, please stop killing each other."
Yong Zifu looked lonely: "Edict, haha, I am so virtuous and capable, can you advise your ministers? How is your Majesty?"
Wu Sheng said: "To be fair to the elders of the country, your Majesty is in frail health. After passing on the throne to the Young Master, you passed away."
Yong Zifu suddenly burst into tears and cried bitterly: "Your Majesty..." The cry was low, with the meaning of holding back but not being able to bear it. This was true crying.
Marquis Yong's life span has expired and he is suffering from severe illness. The Chu envoy Shen Douke has also declared that he will not survive the spring. Everyone knows that his life and death will only be within a few days, but when he suddenly heard of his death, veterans like Yong Zifu were still heartbroken. .
Wu Sheng could not empathize with his feelings, but he could understand as much as he could, and tried to persuade him: "When the late king came to leave, he expressed his feelings directly to the king, and the king was already determined to cheer up."
Yong Zifu stopped crying but remained silent, saying nothing about Wu Sheng's comfort.
Wu Sheng asked: "This matter is not what the elder thought. It is indeed the descendant of the ancestor... How can the edict written by the ancestor be false?... How can the elder believe it?"
Yong Zifu couldn't help it anymore and said coldly: "Si Gong Hanjiao. He is loyal to the emperor and sincere. I believe his words. I just don't want to die."
Wu Sheng smiled and called Dong Da over: "Enter the palace immediately and invite Han Si Gong."
Dong Da hurried out of the house without saying anything. Seeing this, Yong Zifu became surprised and asked, "Can Han Jiao come?"
Wu Sheng said: "If you don't believe what I say, of course you can only ask him to come over and explain it in person. Just because of this delay, I don't know how many people will die..."
Yong Zifu hesitated and said: "If you can trust me, I can invite all the officials to come here first, but you can't stop them from bringing their soldiers. When Han Si Palace arrives, if it is true as you said, I will urge them to surrender to the young master."
Wu Sheng smiled and said: "Lao Yong is the elder of the country. He spits every nail, how can his words be false?"
At that moment, the pen and ink were waiting for me, and pages of bamboo sketches were written out. The corporal from Guolaomen took them one by one and went to summon all the ministers. There were not enough manpower, even Yong Zhi and Uncle Yong had to make a trip.
Guolao is one of the six great ministers. He has strong prestige and appeal among the ministers. At this special moment like tonight, he supervises Ma Yin, Gong Yin, Le Yin, Bu Yin, the master of ceremonies, the left and right ministers, etc. Disciples from all walks of life arrived one after another, and Situ's mansion immediately became crowded and lively.
Zhong Situ was not seen in Situ's mansion. Instead, the famous alchemist in Shangyong City, the master of Yongren Hall, and the son of Qingyu's family, Shen Wu, was warmly welcoming him. This really surprised all the doctors, but this alchemist knew nothing about it. Not to mention, Yong Zifu, a dignified old man, came forward to endorse it. Although the officials felt it was strange, they had no intention of facing each other with swords and halberds, and sat down in the main hall one by one.
Wu Sheng asked Master Dongsun to isolate the guests brought by the doctors in the atrium, which was the center of the Liuyang Snow Melting Array. If anything happened, he would activate the array and trap these dozens of people in it.
Yongzhi, Lu Kuang and others were arranged outside the main hall, hiding behind the shadow wall in front of the main hall. This wall was called Xiao Qiang, which was the best place for ambush, and they were ready to capture people.
After everything was arranged, Wu Sheng returned to the main hall, holding a small wine glass in his palm. He did not talk to these officials - there was no way to talk now. He just stood on the side of the curtain and looked at them.
He first looked at Le Yin and wondered what this doctor was good at. Was he as fond of drums and harps as Zhaoshe, the dead ghost from Chu State?
He looked at Bu Yin again. This position was very critical. If Wu Sheng hadn't resigned in a low-key manner, the doctor might have moved his position, or even his head.
There were also doctors who were secretly looking at Wu Sheng and whispering various questions. Whenever Wu Sheng sees someone looking over at him, he responds with a warm smile, letting the other person fully feel the sunshine and the kindness he has released.
They are all the backbones of Dayong. If you can kill one less, it will be one.
But the effect didn't seem to be good, and the doctors were even more surprised and confused.
The sound of footsteps came from behind the screen. It was the old man Yong Zifu and the minister Han Jiao. Han Jiao talked with Yong Zifu for a moment in the secret room behind the hall, which made the senior minister finally recognize the reality. When he appeared at this moment, his face was dull. , I don’t know what I’m thinking about, or maybe I’m not thinking about anything at all.
The appearance of Han Jiao agitated all the officials, and they all stood up and bowed their hands in ceremony. It is said that after the death of the king, even if he is not defeated by the ministers, he will at least have little influence. However, Han Jiao enjoys such high courtesy among the officials, which is rare among other countries. Wu Sheng also had to re-examine him.
Yong Zifu said: "I invite all the officials to come to the house for one thing. The Secretary of the Palace..."
Han Jiao nodded, took out the imperial edict, and said to the officials: "The prince has passed away, and he will be succeeded by the son Qingyu, who will inherit the clan."
There was silence in the hall.
