Chapter 27: The Emperor and His Ministers Have Met with the Time (27)

The situation was deadlocked for a while. Zhuo Feichen looked at Li Chengzhuo, then at Shen Minghuan, and finally at Qu Zhengcheng.

Luo Xiuyuan looked worried and couldn't help but stepped forward to smooth things over, "Prince Li, Minghuan speaks bluntly, you should bear with him."

Li Chengzhuo was angry, and he didn't want to vent it on Shen Minghuan, and Luo Xiuyuan happened to bump into him.

He sneered and said, "Why do you interfere in the matter between Minghuan and me? Who are you to speak for him? The new emperor of Daqi?"

[He actually yelled at my son?] The system shouted exaggeratedly, [My son is your grandson, host, teach him a lesson!]

Suddenly, Shen Minghuan, who had many children and grandchildren: [……]

Shen Minghuan's face became darker.

Li Chengzhuo on the opposite side keenly caught a glimpse of this scene, and his momentum was instantly drained away.

Was he angry because he had ridiculed Luo Xiuyuan...

He knew, so this was the reason why Shen Minghuan didn't want to be the emperor.

How could he forget——

Shen Minghuan and Luo Xiuyuan were the kind of close friends who were sung in the stories of the storybooks.

Li Chengzhuo felt a little bitter in his heart, he thought, but, Shen Minghuan, I'm not bad to you.

He abandoned Li Lan and followed Shen Minghuan to a foreign country regardless of everything, risking his life, isn't this enough to move this man?

"Okay, I'm meddling in other people's business, you and Prince Luo have a deep brotherly relationship, what right do I have to say?" Li Chengzhuo laughed at himself and left without looking back.

He knew he shouldn't be angry, Shen Minghuan's ability was unpredictable, and Li Lan's danger still depended on this man. Since he needed help from someone, he should be humble, like Lu Ren beside Luo Xiuqi, begging for mercy and letting this man order him around.

But he just walked away with a displeased look, as if he was sure that Shen Minghuan would not attack him because of this.

Li Chengzhuo realized belatedly that his behavior was really like being spoiled.

That was true. It's just that many people can be spoiled by Shen Minghuan. That person has a terrifying sense of responsibility, and it's not just for him.

Li Chengzhuo didn't walk far.

Although the palace is the center of Yanling, most of the houses around it are the houses of noble families and important officials, and the people walk around them.

The wealthy families value etiquette and elegance, so there are many quiet and pleasant scenery around here.

Li Chengzhuo went into an empty alley, sat in the corner with his head in his arms without any manners, and began to shut himself in.

His first and only battle with Shen Minghuan originated from his desperate move.

At that time, Li Lan had been gradually showing signs of fatigue in the battles for days. The overall strength of the Daqi Zhenbei Army was still far superior to theirs. If they could not take the initiative, the longer they delayed, the more disadvantaged they would be.

Li Chengzhuo knew that the chances of winning were too small, but he had no choice.

In desperation, Li Lan almost came out in full force, and even he personally put on armor and went into battle.

Either win or die.

But what surprised him was that the Qi army actually retreated.

When their morale was at its peak, the Qi army's retreat before fighting not only did not make them more excited, but instead made them feel a sense of frustration as if they were hitting cotton.

Before Li Chengzhuo analyzed the reason for the other side's retreat, he found that they were surrounded silently.

The number of Daqi troops was far greater than theirs, and the advantage would be smaller if they were dispersed.

However, he had to admit that the military advisor of the Qi Dynasty was a natural commander. He tried to take the initiative to attack the other side by surprise, but was lured into the depths by the other side and was isolated and helpless.

They had to break through, otherwise they would be trapped to death in the mountains and forests.

What was even more strange was that every time they tried to break out, the enemy took the initiative to fight and retreat, and when they were exhausted, they pushed them back.

This was more of a game than a strategy

-the enemy was clearly capable of destroying them directly.

Moreover, Li Chengzhuo found that the casualties on both sides were too few until now.

He suspected for a moment that it seemed that the enemy was trying to reduce casualties by making such a detour. Even when the exhausted Li Lan army was driven back to the encirclement during the breakout, the enemy did not kill them.

This was too wrong.

So Li Chengzhuo took off his armor and soldiers, and despite the opposition of Li Yue and Zheng Zhuo, he entered the enemy's camp alone.

He also met Shen Minghuan.

Li Chengzhuo sighed leisurely.

He was not as good as Shen Minghuan, whether in military strategy or leadership.

The primary purpose of all generals in formulating fighting methods is victory, but only Shen Minghuan wants them to live.

Li Chengzhu looked up, the sky was already bright, it was rare to see the sun today.

He remembered asking Shen Minghuan a few days ago, why did he need five teams of soldiers?

With the weapons and gunpowder they smuggled in, plus his Li Lan elite, the chances of winning were already quite good. If it was because of caution, a thousand soldiers would be enough.

With more people, there would be more consumption, more noise, and it would be difficult to hide, which was really not worth the loss.

What did Shen Minghuan answer at that time?

He said: "Tactics are secondary. The most direct factor that determines victory or failure is the number of people. If I only have 1,000 people, the Xianzhen Camp will not be afraid of a fight; if I have 3,000 people, they will bet everything on one throw; but if I have 5,000 people, they will be timid."

"What I want is that they will be timid without fighting."

As Li Chengzhuo thought about it, he smiled unconsciously.

Shen Minghuan, although sometimes very annoying, he has always been such an upright, sincere and kind-hearted boy.

Li Chengzhuo stood up and patted the dust off his body.

Forget it, since I already knew this man's temperament, why should I be angry with him? Let's go back quickly.

Li Chengzhuo was worried. Although Luo Xiuyuan had a good reputation, his reputation could be forged. Minghuan was simple and kind. What if he suffered a loss?

—— He completely forgot how much he admired this enemy prince.

"The kind-hearted boy" Shen Minghuan was facing the empty hall with a ferocious face:

"Where are the people? Where are the civil and military officials during the morning court?"

"Taking the court salary but not doing anything? This job is really easy, even I am tempted."

"One quarter of an hour, one quarter of an hour, whoever doesn't come, don't show up in this life!"

Zhuo Feichen was fierce, "Xu Da, you take a team to Qinglong Street and pass on the regent's oral order, Wu Zhuang, you go to Zhuque Street..."

Although he didn't know what was going on between Shen Minghuan and Li Chengzhuo, he was not worried.

After all, they had been together for such a long time, went to the battlefield together, and planned a rebellion together. He still understood the temperament of the two children.

It was nothing more than a conflict between the children, and they would reconcile in no time. Of course, he also admitted that between the two, he did prefer Shen Minghuan.

There was no way not to favor Shen Minghuan.

There are so many people in this world, and he will always unconditionally side with Shen Minghuan.

Shen Minghuan looked around, waved his hand, and told the trembling eunuch next to him, "Go, bring another chair, and put it... well, put it here. Slowly! This chair looks uncomfortable, forget it, you put this chair on it, and then lift the dragon chair down and put it here."

The eunuch knelt down with a "thump", sweating all over his body, his teeth chattering and unable to speak.

Shen Minghuan sighed lightly, "What are you afraid of? I asked you to do this. If you have to die, it's me who will die."

"Minghuan!" General Zhuo, who had fought a lifetime of war and was used to seeing life and death, was extremely serious and solemn: "Don't say such unlucky words." Then he personally changed the chair for Shen Minghuan.

Originally, the throne belonged to Shen Minghuan, and now he just wants to sit on a comfortable chair. Is it too much?

Not at all!

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Throughout the ages, capable ministers are rare, but Qi Dynasty has produced endless ones.

Zhuo Feichen, Gu Chenglin, He Zhang, Qu Zhengcheng, Lu Zhi, Lu Suiping, Wang Jin, Lin Zhihang... Any pair of civil and military officials can bring prosperity to Daqi.

With so many talented people helping him, he can still end up like this. It must be said that Luo Dan is also a talent.

Zhuo Feichen felt that the current scene was very strange.

Although Luo Xiuyuan was not wearing court clothes, he looked majestic when he sat upright and did not smile. No one would doubt his identity as an emperor.

The court officials were divided into two columns, respectful and orderly. Shen Minghuan sat calmly at the front of all the court officials, facing the doubtful eyes of the whole hall, motionless, like a regent who had been in power for many years and was second only to one person and ten thousand people.

There was no insult, no quarrel, no death to show one's determination. Everything seemed normal, but it was precisely because of this normality that it seemed extremely strange.

General Zhuo, whose talent was all in military affairs, secretly smacked his lips, and felt that the court was indeed very scary.

Shen Minghuan coughed lightly, "Everyone, I have to announce a sad news. Two hours ago, His Majesty suddenly fell seriously ill and was like a madman. When he was in a trance, he accidentally killed His Royal Highness Prince Rui."

He paused for a moment. He originally wanted to brew a sad emotion, but he couldn't act it out. He had to continue expressionlessly: "After His Majesty woke up, he felt extremely guilty. He said that as an emperor, killing innocent subjects was unjust, and as a father, killing his own son was unkind. He had no face to live in the world, so he committed suicide in Daming Palace."

Minister Lu clenched his fists, and couldn't control himself and took a step forward, but was pulled by Lu Zhi on the side.

Lu Suiping had been familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics since he was a child, and he learned to be loyal to the emperor and love the country. No matter how many faults Luo Dan had, he was still the emperor of Daqi and the Majesty he was loyal to.

Everyone knew that it was Shen Minghuan who murdered the emperor. As a minister, he was incompetent for not being able to avenge His Majesty, and he could no longer tolerate Shen Minghuan slandering Luo Dan.

If such a ridiculous death is recorded in history books, it will be laughed at by future generations.

In the hall, Lu Zhi couldn't whisper to each other, so he just pulled Lu Suiping hard and whispered: "A little intolerance will ruin a big plan."

He could even tolerate Shen Minghuan sitting on the dragon throne, and he couldn't let it go to waste.

However, the symbol of the emperor's status is not only the luxurious and exquisite dragon throne, but also the nine steps that you need to look up to see.

Luo Xiuyuan sat on the high platform, slightly lowered his head, and everyone's expression changes and subtle movements could not escape his eyes.

Some people indulge in this wonderful taste and become crazy or depraved, while others are wary of the temptation and curse of power and become more cautious.

As for Luo Xiuyuan, as the new emperor who ascended this throne for the first time, the new ruler of the world from now on, he looked down at the people with different expressions at his feet, and couldn't help but... lost his mind.