Unexpectedly, Xie Lingxiao looked like a Confucian general, but his words were so sharp.
Freeing Chen Hu means letting the tiger return to the mountain. As a military general, his words are really wonderful.
When the emperor heard this, his fingers that were originally tapping on the armrest of the dragon chair slowly listened, and his thoughtful eyes slowly looked in the direction of Prince Duan.
Originally, listening to King Duan's words, it sounded like he was anxious for the diplomatic relations between the two countries, but now, listening to Xie Lingxiao's words, it didn't sound like that?
King Duan also choked violently.
He widened his slender eyes, pointed at Xie Lingxiao, and asked sternly: "What do you mean by this? Chen Hu is the attendant of the Mongolian prince. The food, clothing, housing and transportation of the Mongolian prince are all arranged by Chen Hu."
"Yesterday was just a horse racing in the city. According to Beili's law, it was just sent to the government to pay a fine. But you took advantage of the situation and arrested Chen Hu into the military camp. Although County Lord Qinghui and King Han have reconciled, But your actions this time make it difficult for people to doubt your intentions!"
"My father's country and country have all become Mo Jie City's tool to win people's hearts, and you are the knife in King Han's hand!"
Duan Wang's words were spoken openly in the court, which was tantamount to breaking his face and directly attacking Mojie City, which made everyone take a deep breath.
The emperor's eyes were dim and unclear, but he just sat calmly and turned his gaze to Mojie City.
Mo Jie came out of the army. He was wearing a dark-colored robe today, with a small begonia flower embroidered on the hem, which made him look even more grim.
"Prince Duan was not at the scene yesterday, but he can say this with certainty. Do you dare to say how bloody the scene yesterday was? Even though I and Lord Xie were on the battlefield, they have never seen such a scene."
"The soldier's severed limbs were crushed into flesh and stuck to the bluestone slab, unable to be peeled off. All the people knelt in a pool of blood, telling their grievances. Chen Hu snatched the soldier's fiancée and tortured the soldier. If not Mr. Xie has called for County Master Qinghui, and he is afraid that he may even lose his life."
Mo Jiecheng's voice was low and serious. Listening to it, everyone present could not help but imagine yesterday's horrific scene in their minds.
"Princess Duan said that there is no evidence for what happened in the past, but these common people are all witnesses. Chen Hu's matter has nothing to do with the diplomatic relations between the two countries, but his domineering behavior has made the world angry and resentful, and the people of the capital are boiling with resentment. If he continues to ignore it, it will definitely become a big problem. Father, Emperor ! Today’s matter is presented in front of you, and I have nothing to fear. Perhaps because of this, the grievances of Sun Hao’s family can be washed away! "
After Mo Jiecheng said this, he knelt down directly towards the emperor.
The courtiers looked at each other, and then there was a small discussion in the court hall.
The emperor didn't speak, and scanned the surroundings with his scrutinizing eyes.
It fell on Mo Jiecheng and Xie Lingxiao again, seeming to be reviewing his behavior yesterday to see if he had the ambition mentioned by King Duan.
Mo Jiecheng was still kneeling on the ground. Every second of the emperor's silence made people feel like the days passed by.
I don't know how long it took before the emperor said calmly: "Get up, I know what happened yesterday."
Hearing the emperor's words, Mo Jiecheng breathed a sigh of relief and stood up slowly.
But after standing firm in Mojie City, the emperor continued: "The border wars have been tense for years, the national treasury is empty, and the military pay and food are not enough. After I ascend the throne, there are very few useful generals in my hands."
"Now is the time to recuperate. Mongolia's promise to pay tribute year after year can relieve the pressure on Beili. At this juncture of diplomatic relations, things between the two countries must not go wrong."
Before the emperor finished speaking, Prince Duan immediately laughed, and Mo Jiecheng pursed his lips without saying a word.
The emperor was right. When the late emperor was in power, Beili military generals were full of talents. They would be killed no matter how far away they were. They were beings that no one in the Nine Provinces would dare to offend.
But after the emperor came to the throne, there were only a few generals left, and they were all new and younger generations, such as Mo Jiecheng, Xie Lingxiao and others.
Except for Dong Bicheng, who had been fighting in the northwest for thirty years without returning to the capital, and Mrs. Ji and his wife, who had been guarding northern Xinjiang, all the other old generals were damaged.
That's why the emperor married a Mongolian princess, Concubine Hua, to stabilize the current situation.
Although they knew Beili's current predicament, the emperor's choice still made Mo Jiecheng, Xie Lingxiao and other military commanders feel very aggrieved.
For Beili and for the dignity of the soldiers, what's the point of them dying in battle?
"But King Han and Xie Aiqing said that yesterday's tragedy was like hell on earth. If it is not dealt with, it will really chill the hearts of Beili soldiers and make the people feel resentful."
The emperor looked at the obviously worried expressions on everyone's faces. He changed the topic and looked at Xie Lingxiao and Mo Jiecheng with sharp eyes: "Since Xie Aiqing is handling Chen Hu, then let Xie Aiqing handle this matter!"
"We must calm down the anger of the people and restore tranquility in the capital. At the same time, we must not harm the diplomatic relations between the two countries and make the Mongolian prince dissatisfied. We must not allow Mongolians to be so domineering in the capital in the future!"
As soon as the emperor finished speaking, he looked at Prince Duan again, with a hint of warning in his eyes.
King Duan fell silent instantly, but Mo Jiecheng's eyes widened. Before Xie Lingxiao could kneel down to accept the order, he knelt down first.
"Father! What you said is to have the best of all three and never have any future troubles. This is simply impossible! How can Mr. Xie do this?"
It was originally meant to be offensive, but it was a bit funny for him to say it so recklessly.
The emperor's expression rarely changed from gloomy to clear, and he smiled: "What's wrong? Are you feeling distressed?"
Mo Jiecheng nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and then shook his head: "No, it has nothing to do with anything else, it's just that this task is too tricky! It puts too much pressure on Mr. Xie's shoulders!"
"Why don't you change someone and ask Prince Duan to take care of it! I just want to ask him to take advantage of it. After all, he didn't take care of his own people."
The emperor looked at Mo Jiecheng, and the smile on his face fell again: "Since you feel distressed, go and deal with this matter together. If we can't handle it well, I will take you, Xie Lingxiao, and Ji Wanrong to task!" snort!"
Seeing the emperor's kindness and power, Xie Lingxiao knew that there was no room for change.
He could only step out of the queue again, slowly kneel down, and respectfully accept the order.
As soon as the emperor's decree came out, there was an uproar in the capital. Half of the people were worried, while the other half were watching the show.
Because this matter is really difficult to deal with, we must not offend the Mongolian prince, but also give an explanation to the people in the capital, and tell Chen Hu not to do it again in the future.
Unless the Mongolian prince and Chen Hu discovered their conscience and corrected their evil ways, this was absolutely impossible.
King Duan stepped out of the palace gate and snorted coldly, almost speaking nonsense.
If Mo Jiecheng and Xie Lingxiao can handle this matter, he can use his head as a ball!
