King Wu's uncle, Marquis Xi, has always been slow to act, but when the king's capital sent an edict of inquisition against the Hussar General, Marquis Xi, uncharacteristically, quickly summoned the Huben to guard the border of his fiefdom.
"Marquis Father, is the Huben summoned to arrest the Great General?" The chubby son was grasping a chicken leg in his hand and gnawing on it.
"No, Father Marquis summoned the Huben to prevent unrest." It was a consensus in the fiefdom that the son of the Western Marquis was not quick-witted, but the Western Marquis still refused to die and gave up on the cultivation of his first son.
"Preventing unrest?" Seiji's teeth stopped chewing the chicken drumstick, and he tilted his head, unable to understand.
"Alas," the Western Marquis looked at his bewildered son and couldn't help but sigh heavily, he was old and didn't know how much longer he could look after his only first son, and he also didn't know if the cronies that he had cultivated could remain loyal to his son after his death.
"Father Marquis don't be sad, Sheng left the biggest chicken leg for Father Marquis." Seeing that his father started to sigh again, Shizi Sheng hurriedly curtly cupped the large chicken leg in the bronze basin in his hand and carefully handed it to Marquis Xi.
Xihou looked at the chicken thighs and then at his son who had an expectant look on his face, took the chicken thighs and put them on the plate in front of him, and began to explain to his son the reason why he was acting in such a way. Although Shi Zisheng's head was wooden, he was very filial, he listened to whatever Xi Hou said, and always left the best food on the side to honor his father. Every time Shizisheng did this, Xihou's heart began to sour, hating the heavens for being too mean to their father and son, giving his son filial piety, but not his intelligence.
"The Hussar General is loyal to the Kingdom of Wu, he will not betray the Great King unless he meets the disaster of extermination, and the Great King will not easily dispose of the Hussar General, disposing of the Hussar General will require disposing of half of the nobles in the royal court, which will shake the foundation of the Kingdom of Wu. That's why this inquisitorial edict is so strange, Father Hou guessed that something big must have happened in the royal capital."
Xi Hou patiently explained to his son, but Shi Zi Sheng after seeing his father no longer tangled sigh, relaxed his heart, continue to concentrate on gnawing his chicken leg, for Xi Hou's explanation he only heard and understood that there is a big event happening in the royal capital, as for what big event, he screwed up, but there is his father, his father will solve everything for him.
West Marquis said later, is not analyzing with his son, but a bit of self-talk: "Is that Ripple Ji? This woman has finally made her move? Has the king been controlled by this woman?"
"My Lord! My Lord! The king's capital has come to serve and wants the lord to go forward to hear the edict." Wenzai of the Western Marquis hurried in to report.
"How many have come?" The Western Marquis' heart twisted.
"Five Huben and a Yellow."
"Oh, then bring it to the front hall, and this marquis and the son of the world will go there later."
Xihou did not feel surprised by the death of the King of Wu, though he still looked very surprised and sad when he received the edict.
"The Great King and the Empress Dowager want Marquis Xi to go to the royal capital at speed to offer condolences to the late king." The attendant treats Marquis Xi with a very warm attitude, before leaving the royal capital, Ripple Ji instructs him a lot, asking the attendant to make sure Marquis Xi moves quickly, Marquis Xi has the highest seniority among the royal family of the Kingdom of Wu, and with Marquis Xi taking the lead in recognizing him, the other royal families will follow suit.
"Great King! Great King!" The Western Marquis ignored the attendant's urging and just sat down on the floor and beat his chest, and next to him, Shizi Sheng saw his father's sadness and followed him to cry. For a while, the only sound in the hall was the cries of father and son.
"This yellow coat, the Western Marquis is too saddened to hear the bad news, can the matter of going to the royal capital to offer condolences to the Great King wait until tomorrow?" Wen Zai received a hint from Marquis Xi and hurriedly discussed it with the attendant.
"So?" The attendant looked at the Western Marquis father and son who were hugging each other and crying uncontrollably, at this time it was not possible to persuade the father and son not to grieve over the death of the King of Wu, so he had to agree to Wenzai's suggestion and wait until the next day to discuss the trip with the Western Marquis.
The attendant waited until the next day, anxious, because the Western Marquis was overly sad, lying on the bed, sick, Shizi Sheng cried so much that his eyes were red and swollen, and his throat was hoarse and unable to pronounce words, so it was clear that both father and son were not fit to go on the road immediately. He waited for three days in the fiefdom of the Western Marquis and found that his health had not improved at all, so he had to take the Huben back to the royal capital first, and instructed the Western Marquis to leave as soon as he was well.
As soon as the attendants of the royal capital who had passed on the edict left, the Western Marquis immediately rose from his reclining couch.
"Father's marquis is well enough to move to the royal capital, isn't it?" Shizixiang clapped his hands and cheered, but his throat was hoarse and his cheering was too much like a duck quacking.
"Silly son, we can't go to the royal capital, the fourth prince Yong on the throne can't convince the people, the throne can't go to jail, the southwest still has the second prince Azure Mountain Jun in it." West Marquis compassionately touched Shizi Sheng, this middle-aged only got the son, although slow, but a piece of filial piety to him at a glance.
"Then go to Ulsan?" Shi Zixiang giggled, his father's marquis' goodness was his goodness.
"No, we're not going anywhere, anyway, my father is slow to do anything, it's not too late to delay until the situation is clear to take a stand." Western Marquis sat by the desk table and wolfed down the porridge soup, in order to make the condition look real, Western Marquis did not dare to eat enough in the past few days, for fear that his face would be too rosy and would be exposed.
When Wang Jie drafted the rebellious diatribe sent, the West Marquis even more feel that this jar of muddy water can not be tripped, to be tripped to wait for the muddy water a little clear to act, in order to clarify the situation, the West Marquis to Wang Du and Ulsan sent many scouts to listen to the news.
In the northern part of the Kingdom of Wu, when the Northern Marquis received the news of the King of Wu's princely death, he did not share the same sadness as the Western Marquis, but instead laughed heartily.
"Haha, it's good to be dead! Let you miss my marquis' steed!"
"My lord, should we move to the royal capital?" Bei Hou's Sheriff was afraid that his Lord would be so happy that he would forget about business.
"Slowly go, that little fourth male son yong ignores the eldest and youngest to inherit the patriarchal law on the throne, surely some people come out to oppose it, more people oppose it, Ripple Consort will have to turn to this marquis for help, and at that time, this marquis will let the royal court exempt the fief from the tribute." Northern Marquis was now smug.
"My lord is wise." Bei Hou's shepherd patted his lord's ass.
Four days later, Ulsan's crusade diatribe arrived, and after reading the diatribe, Bei Hou suddenly had other thoughts in his mind.
"Ripple Ji's crimes are heinous, Duke Yong's throne won't sit for long, the second Duke Guang has died of poisoning, the royal court is simply without a crown prince, and it is logical that the heir should be reelected from the side branch of the royal family." The Northern Marquis summoned the nobles of the fiefdom to discuss.
"My Lord, didn't the diatribe say that there was Gongzi Ming?" The Sheriff hurriedly reminded the Lord.
"Hmph! Duke Ming died prematurely eleven years ago, this Duke Ming must be an impostor." The Northern Marquis said contemptuously, he wouldn't recognize this sudden emergence of a male son.
One of Bei Hou's beloved's eyes rolled, somewhat clarifying his Lord's intentions.
"Consort Ripple's mother and son committed a heinous crime, Gongzi Yong is no longer qualified to sit on top of the throne, the heir to the throne of the royal court should be chosen from the side branch!"
The Northern Marquis glanced at his beloved and secretly praised him.
"That's right, the heir to the throne should be chosen from the side branches!" The nobles of the fiefdom suddenly realized, if the heir to the throne is selected from the side branches, according to the patriarchal law of succession, the Western Marquis is the first candidate, the Northern Marquis is the second candidate, but although the Western Marquis occupies the first place, his only heir is a fool, the nobles of the Kingdom of Wu will definitely not be happy with the future Lord of the Kingdom of Wu having a bad head, so the Western Marquis's qualification as the first heir is not suitable, and the qualification of the heir is going to fall to the Northern Marquis, who has several smart and clever first sons. But there are several smart and clever first sons.
Seeing that the nobles under his command had comprehended his meaning, the Northern Marquis could not help but stroke his beard and smile.
"The current situation of Wu seems to be divided into two camps, the Lord can now build up his strength and stay still, let Ripple Ji and Azure Mountain fight to the death, and when they are both defeated, the Lord will then raise the banner of orthodoxy and crusade, so that a great thing can be accomplished!" A strategist stepped forward to offer advice.
Another strategist also stepped forward to suggest, "Even if you can't ascend to the throne, the Lord can still take the opportunity to form a country of his own, with a rich fiefdom, and if you don't pay tribute to the king's capital by forming a country of your own, the Lord can get away with it even more."
Bei Hou listened to the second strategist's offer, although the heart is not happy, but when he does not have the ability to eat through the two fighting families, this suggestion is not bad, I believe that Ripple Ji and Azure Mountain fight to the end, when one side wins has also been greatly wounded, and will not have the power to interfere with his independence here.
After the burial of the king of Wu, Yi Ji took off her mourning clothes and put on the coveted black coronation dress of the empress dowager, Gong Zi Yong is only thirteen years old, and can't be in charge of the government, so the affairs of the country will be decided by the empress dowager as a matter of course.
"Why didn't Tai Fu come?" Ri Ji sat on top of a high wooden platform, and next to her was Gongzi Yong, who wore a 9-tasseledgon crown on his head.
"Reporting to Empress Dowager Wang, Tai Fu is not feeling well and is recuperating in her residence." The informed attendant rushed forward to report.
"Are you unwell?" Ri Ji lowered her eyes, ever since the crusade diatribe was posted all over the royal capital, Tai Fu and some of the ministers in the royal court had begun to suffer from ill health.
Ri Ji because she felt that Gong Zi Guang will die of poisoning, without the master of the fiefdom of Ulsan will automatically be disposed of by the king of Wu, she is very sure of Ulsan, so she did not guard Dacheng, did not think that Gong Zi Guang before his death to give him an impostor of the enemy, but also persuaded the famous scholar Wang Jie to help draft a crusade against her diatribe, these diatribe copied exactly the same, in the tightly guarded Wang Du, overnight plastered with the streets and alleys, and so on, when Ri Ji When Yi Ji realized that she ordered people to collect and tear up, half of them were hidden by the people of Wang Du.
Ripple Ji exterminated many nobles on the night of the great chaos, the next day after dawn, the streets of the royal city were stained red with blood, corpses could be seen everywhere, the Taifu and many neutral ministers were very critical, and now Ripple Ji knows that the people of the royal capital are hiding the diatribe, but she doesn't dare to have a big action of searching and arresting for fear of provoking the neutral faction's resentment.
However, after Ri Ji read the collected diatribe, her first thought was to drag the already dead Gong Zi Guang out of the coffin and poison him a thousand times more in order to get rid of her heart's hatred.
"Great King! Queen Dowager! The Ulsan nobles took advantage of Duke Guang's death and lack of a master to set up a fake Duke Ming to commit treason and spread rumors to confuse the public, I ask the King and the Queen Dowager to send an army to crush them!" Dr. Kang stepped forward to ask for orders.
Ri Ji nodded and looked around at the other ministers of the royal court, "What do the ministers think?"
"What Dr. Zuo said is very true, we should quickly send troops to crush the rebels." Dr. Jiang's close associates came forward to echo his words.
"Does Wenzai have another opinion?" Ri Ji saw the newly appointed Wen Zai seems to have a different opinion, this Wen Zai was originally a neutral faction, after Gongzi Yong succeeded the throne, Ri Ji appointed him as Wen Zai, after all, just rely on Jiang Dafu's power can't rule a country, Ri Ji needs the support of other big families.
"I feel that I should first find out the identity of Councilor Zheng, if he is really Gongzi Ming"
"Gongziming is dead! He died eleven years ago! With my own eyes, I saw Gongzi Ming lying on the ground broken!" Before Wenzai could finish his words, Ri Ji screamed.
Ri Ji's scream caused the ministers in the royal court to be startled, and Gongzi Yong, who was sitting next to Ri Ji, was even more startled.
"Oooh, my concubine witnessed Sister Wei hugging Gong Zi Ming, who had fallen ill and died, and cried bitterly, and even King Wu wouldn't let him go to hug Gong Zi Ming." Ripple Ji realized that she had lost her temper and hurriedly covered her face with her sleeve to feign sadness.
"Poor sister Wei also because of excessive grief scattered, now there are evil-minded traitors, even using Gongzi Ming to rebel against the royal court, scourge Wu, sister Wei to know, will be so angry from the coffin to look for that treacherous thieves to settle scores."
When Yi Ji cried so much, Wen Zai retreated to the side in silence, and Dr. Jiang and the group of parties came forward to ask for an order to lead the army to crush the impostor Zheng Yuming.
In the end, the royal court agreed that the West Minister would lead 20,000 troops to the southwest to pacify the rebellion in Ulsan.