Emperor An's sudden production of so much grain was extremely eye-catching. Prince Edward, Liang Guangyi and others were secretly inquiring about the source of the grain.
Xiao Yan's spy who had been buried beside Liu Tongen started to move. He started following the direction of Lingyang Pier and secretly explored the whereabouts of the "caravan" that had previously delivered food to Liu Tongen.
People in the capital secretly had different thoughts, but publicly all the ministries in the court and central government were operating quickly, and the counterinsurgency army was ready in just five days.
The day when Marquis Wenxin and General Yin led their troops to leave the capital, it happened to be the first day of November. The army gathered in the suburbs of Beijing. Both Marquis Wenxin and General Yin were standing next to their horses in armor, and beside them were the elite counter-rebellion vanguards. There are three thousand people, and the remaining soldiers are like a long dragon stretching out along the official road.
Emperor An, who was dressed in a dragon robe, stood on a high platform, and beside him was the prince who was also wearing a bright yellow python robe.
One is thin and old with protruding cheekbones and is full of morbidity, while the other is as tall and vigorous as the rising sun.
Originally, Emperor An was sitting on a dragon chair in the palace, and it was not obvious that the prince bowed to him everywhere. But now, the father and son were standing in the same place, wearing bright yellow robes that also represented nobility, and they were slightly taller than Emperor An. The young and strong prince made the once aloof emperor look like an old tiger that had its claws removed.
Weak, old, and as if someone could take away the position beneath her at any time and at any time.
"Why is Your Majesty looking like this?"
"I don't know. Didn't you say that Your Majesty is already well? Why do you still look so weak?"
"Maybe the disease has not been cured..."
"Silence!"
An official from the Ministry of Etiquette in front shouted loudly, and the crowd fell silent instantly.
The sound of drums sounded from high up, and the loud "bang" and "bang" sound of the drumsticks falling on the drum surface, accompanied by the sound of the horn, instantly resounded throughout the suburbs of Beijing.
The sound was like thunder that shook the heavens and the earth and shook the hearts of the people. Not only the courtiers were solemn, but even the people near the city gate in the distance who were looking this way were also quiet.
When the drum beat suddenly stopped for a moment, Feng Lai stepped forward holding the imperial edict and said loudly downward:
"The Emperor of Heaven has issued an edict saying that King Pingshan has conspired to rebel, colluded with the traitor Lu Jiu'an, killed court prisoners, slandered the reputation of the royal family, and even wanted to lead his troops to cause trouble in the southern border. King Pingshan was in vain to show his kindness, and was trying to cause chaos in the Wei Dynasty. The ambition is to put the people in war, and to seek the throne of the world. Everyone will find these thieves and punish them."
"Let Wenxinhou Zhou Ji and Zhuguo General Yin Bao take the tiger talisman and lead their troops south to clear out the rebels and capture the two kings of Pingshan. I admire this."
After Feng Lai finished speaking, Emperor An stepped forward and said: "These traitors are traitors. I should have personally led the army to conquer Pingyang County in the south. However, I am sick and have to rely on the two generals."
"I hope that the two generals can choose troops to revitalize the brigade, uphold the martial arts, lead the troops south to conquer for me, and return to the court with victory as soon as possible."
The voice of Old General Yin below was like a loud bell: "I obey the order and will live up to His Majesty's wishes. We will capture the traitors and put down the rebels!"
The three thousand elites behind them were holding spears and all fell to the ground.
"Capture the traitors and quell the rebels!"
"Capture the traitors and quell the rebels!!"
"Capture the traitors and quell the rebels!!!"
The whistling momentum shocked the surroundings, and the huge shout made everyone's blood boil. Emperor An turned back to Feng Lai: "Bring the wine!"
Above, Feng Lai brought the wine to Andi's side.
"I will only use this wine to send you all on your way to the battle..."
As Emperor An was speaking, he reached out to take the wine glass on the plate, but unexpectedly, the prince suddenly stepped forward and placed his hand on the wine glass, directly blocking An Emperor's hand that wanted to take the wine glass back.
Emperor An's eyes were filled with frost: "Prince!"
The prince was not afraid at all, he just said respectfully: "My father is not in good health. He had a serious illness before. The doctor told him that he must rest in peace."
"It is a holy grace that you support your sick body and come to see me today. I also know that you value Marquis Wenxin and the others, but you cannot ignore your own health. I don't want my father to be harmed again, like before. Being unconscious is worrying, why don't you let me serve you this glass of wine."
"you!"
Emperor An looked at the prince who was bowing to him with his back to the army, and his palms shook angrily.
The officials standing not far away looked at each other in confusion.
The prince looked extremely respectful, but his words alluded to his majesty's frailty. It was always the emperor who came forward to see off the army. No matter how weak your majesty was, what could a glass of wine do to him?
What's more, even though His Majesty looked sick and weak when he spoke just now, he was still full of energy. On the surface, the Crown Prince seemed to be thinking about His Majesty's health, but in fact, he was robbing the emperor of his rights.
Not to mention that the courtiers in front of them took a breath, even Tang Ning, who was standing by the city gate in the distance, was shocked when he saw this scene.
Qian Qiyue pulled Tang Ning and whispered, "Is the prince crazy?"
Wang Yuzhen's face was tense and her voice was low: "How dare he, Prince?"
Yes, how dare he?
Everyone knows that the Crown Prince and Emperor An are at loggerheads, but on the surface they are still the same "father is kind and the son is filial". Emperor An appears to value the Crown Prince but secretly finds trouble with him everywhere. The Crown Prince protects his son's filial piety but actually wishes that Emperor An would die early.
But no matter what they think, at least on the surface, no one would be stupid enough to break the difficult balance and let themselves be criticized by others. However, the prince is now beating him in front of so many people and even those who are on an expedition. Andi's face...
Tang Ning looked at the figure on the high platform over there. Although she couldn't see clearly the expression on Emperor An's face, she always felt that it was definitely not too good.
Emperor An's face was indeed extremely ugly, and he was so angry at the prince's respectful look that he wished he could slap him in the face.
But the prince bowed even lower, holding the wine glass on Feng Lai's tray tightly with his hand, and asked with concern: "Father, is he unwell?"
Feng Lai was trembling, holding the wine flask in his hand. He neither dared to let go nor pour wine for the prince.
"His Majesty……"
The Minister of Rites also stood aside, fearing that the father and son of the royal family would fight on the spot. He looked at the indifferent Duke Ding not far away with some fear, as if asking for help.
"Dong Guo..."
If the emperor and the prince were to fight in front of so many people and soldiers, even King Pingshan's affairs would not be able to cover up the scandal in the royal family, and he, the Minister of Rites, would be finished.
Xiao Yan glanced at the prince with an expressionless expression, and lightly opened his thin lips: "Your Majesty, the auspicious time for the army to go out is almost over."
Emperor An clenched his fists tightly, his jaw tightened and bulged. After glancing sideways at Xiao Yan, the Minister of Rites standing next to him was so shocked by that gaze that his scalp went numb.
Just when he was thinking that An Di would have an attack, who would have thought that a moment later, An Di suddenly laughed.
