The heavens begin with Hongquan

At the moment when the title of king and minister was decided, Yelu Chucai seemed to see a bright light in Wanyankang's eyes.

It is as if he is a peerless emperor who controls the warp and latitude of the human world and controls the joy and anger of all living beings.

But when he looked again, there was nothing there, as if it was an illusion.

"Qing Jin, what do you think are the chances of my father ascending to the throne?"

Wanyankang seemed to be asking questions, as if he was testing his teachings.

Yelu Chucai pondered for a moment and did not give an answer, but began to analyze.

"Since the founding of the Jin Dynasty, the imperial court has been actively pursuing sinicization. By the time of King Sejong, the degree of sinicization among the people was already very deep. However, in terms of the throne succession system, it has never been able to imitate the father-to-son system established by the Central Plains Dynasty. "

"Don't worry and continue talking." Wanyan Kang said.

Seeing Wanyankang's attitude, Yelu Chucai spit out more useful information.

"Then, Jin Qing is just making a false statement. If there are any mistakes or omissions, please bear with me, Your Majesty."

"In the early days of the Jin Dynasty, the national system was imperfect and was still in the form of tribal alliances, with the strong being respected. Although Emperor Taizu of the Jin Dynasty unified the Jurchen tribes, each tribe was still an independent tribe and still followed the strong system. The succession of the throne was carried out in the form of respect for the strong, and under the circumstances at that time, it was the succession of the younger brother to the younger brother."

"So after the death of Emperor Taizu, it was not passed down to his legitimate son or other sons, but to the most outstanding and highest-status fourth brother, who was Emperor Taizong."

"But as Dajin drew on the examples of the Central Plains dynasty in official systems, administrative divisions, taxation, imperial examinations, etc., the degree of sinicization gradually deepened. The result was that the imperial power continued to strengthen. The emperor naturally wanted to give priority to the selection of successors. His own son."

"That's why there is a clan..."

Yelu Chucai immediately stopped talking.

I cursed in my heart that I was getting carried away, and I was speechless for a moment.

"You don't have to be taboo about anything, Jin Qing. Isn't it just that the clans are killing each other?" Wanyankang calmly completed Yelu Chucai's unfinished words.

This is roughly what Wan Yankang said about clans killing each other.

Jin Taizong wanted to learn from the Central Plains Dynasty to establish the inheritance system of father and son, and wanted to pass it on to his eldest son Wanyan Zongpan.

However, during the Taizong period, the Jin Dynasty's civil servants and generals were at their peak. Wanyan Zonghan, Wanyan Zongqian, Wanyan Zongwang, Wanyan Zongbi, etc. were all talented people who could serve as generals and prime ministers. Due to pressure, they could only make Wanyan Zongjun, the son of Wanyan Zongjun, the direct son of Jin Taizu. Yan Dan was appointed as the successor, and was known as Jin Xizong in history.

The third-generation emperor Jin Xizong and the fourth-generation emperor Hailing Wang also wanted to establish a system in which the father was ultimately the son, and institutionally dispelled the covetousness of other clans.

However, Jin Xizong was usurped by King Hailing, and King Hailing was killed on the way to the expedition, so the matter was left undisturbed. In addition, during the reign of King Hailing, the Jin Taizong lineage was slaughtered, and many clans were also wiped out.

The fifth generation emperor Jin Shizong had a grudge against King Hailing for killing his wife. He raised troops to overthrow his tyranny. After his death, he was passed down to the emperor's grandson Wanyan Jing, who is the current emperor of Jin. According to seniority, he is Wanyankang. grandfather.

"..."

This is a bad thing between the royal family of the Jin Kingdom. What can Yelu Chucai say?

I had no choice but to dismiss the topic with a dry laugh.

Anyway, so much has been said.

Yelu Chucai actually means the same thing.

Son of Heaven, he who has strong soldiers and horses will do it!

…………

Prince Zhao's Mansion.

study.

Wanyan Honglie asked: "Kang'er, do you value Yelu Chucai very much?"

Wanyan Kang said: "Qing Jin has the talent of a prime minister."

Wanyan Honglie didn't believe it: "That kid! He's still wet and has no hair on his mouth."

After all, Yelu Chucai was not yet sixteen years old at this time.

In the eyes of the public, how much experience and knowledge can one have at such an age?

Wanyan Kang said: "Father, don't you still believe in my vision? When have I seen the wrong person in the past few years?"

Wanyan Honglie said: "That's true."

In the past few years, Kang'er has recommended more than a dozen talents to himself, both civil and military, and all of them are officials.

"By the way, His Majesty has ordered me to go to Mongolia with the Third Emperor Brother to receive rewards."

"Reward?"

"Your Majesty learned that Wang Han, Temujin and other tribes in Mobei were powerful, and he was afraid that they would become a danger to the north, so he sent me and the three emperor brothers to confer official positions. First, to restrain them, and secondly, to check the actual strength of each tribe, or to use threats. To obey, or to outwit, act with camera.”

"Uncle San..." Wan Yankang's voice was faint.

The third prince, Wanyan Hongxi, the Rongwang, was fond of sensuality, cruel temperament, but had great ambitions and little talent.

Let him reward you, and good things can turn into bad things.

"Father, when will you set off?"

"It will take about five days to complete the preparations."

"Five days...I know." After separation.

Wanyankang waved his hand, and Mo Crow appeared instantly like a ghost, kneeling on one knee.

"Go ahead and let my third uncle have a good rest. Just don't kill anyone."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Swish!

The black shadow flashed and disappeared immediately.

Wan Yankang closed his eyes, continued to warm his mind and develop his own wisdom.

Seven days later.

Wanyankang and Wanyan Honglie rode together on tall horses.

Behind him were 10,000 golden soldiers, with the left team holding spears and the right team holding maces. All of them had brocade robes and iron armor, bright armor, swords and guns shining in the sun, and their military appearance was extremely grand.

It looks so mighty.

"We are all out. Your mother and concubine are at home alone. Is it okay?"

"Father, don't worry. I have arranged for someone to protect my mother and concubine. She will be fine."

"That's good."

After hearing Wanyan Kang's assurance, Wanyan Honglie put down his worries.

I don’t know when Kang’er started to lose sight of herself.

"By the way, how is your third uncle doing? Are you feeling better?"

"Your third uncle..."

Wanyan Honglie's eyes were strange.

On the eve of departure, perhaps because he was too excited, Wanyan Hongxi set up a banquet of wine and meat in his palace, with concubines and maids taking turns. The battle became more and more courageous that night, but suddenly, Wanyan Hongxi began to foam at the mouth, and everyone was frightened. , if there hadn't been an imperial doctor at the banquet, Wanyan Hongxi would have died in the woman's belly.

When news of this incident came out, Wanyan Hongxi suddenly became the laughingstock of the clan.

And given his physical condition, he is naturally unable to go to Mongolia.

When the group arrived at Temujin's tribe, they could see crowds of people from a distance, and the grassland in front of the camp gate was already completely dark.

Wanyankang glanced around and saw clearly the number of soldiers and horses in front of him.

"Fifty thousand people." Wan Yankang reminded softly.

"Sure enough, they are elite soldiers and strong generals." Wanyan Honglie was secretly shocked.

Except for the horses breathing and panting, there was not a single whisper or the sound of weapons clashing among the 50,000-strong team. It can be seen that Temujin trained his troops with strict restraint and military law was as iron as iron.

Would a person with such skill really be willing to succumb to Dajin?

After everyone approaches.

Wanyankang saw many Mongolian children standing in the distance on both sides. He opened his eyes wide and watched intently.

His ears twitched, and a name caught his attention.

He turned his head and glanced ahead to the left, scanning the group of children, and saw a face that was different from the ordinary Mongolian children, and looked more like a child from the Central Plains.

Guo Jing...

"Kang'er, what are you looking at?"

"Oh, nothing."

He is not Yang Kang, so it doesn't matter to him whether that child is Guo Jing.

far away.

Drago, Guo Jing and other children looked at the crowd with envy.

"Guo Jing, look, those Jin people are so majestic! Those weapons, that armor... tsk tsk tsk, it would be great if I had one too."

The tired little eyes almost gleamed.

"Huh! I don't like them!" Guo Jing said with a stern face.

He often listened to his mother telling stories about the cruelty of the Jin people, how they raped, plundered, tortured and killed people in the Central Plains, colluded with traitors, and killed the famous general Yue Fei, etc. His hatred for the Jin people had long been deeply planted in his little heart.

"Why?" Drago was puzzled.

At this time, the Jin Kingdom controlled the north, had strong military strength, and far-reaching prestige. The Mongols were still just a small tribe in the grassland and desert. Therefore, everyone was proud of receiving the title of the Great Jin Kingdom.

"No reason, I don't like it."

"...Well, since you don't like it, then I don't like it either."

Tu Tui stared at those bright armors and said reluctantly. (End of chapter)