surnamed Wang

On the day of the enthronement ceremony, all the officials gathered in the palace city. In line with the principle of not being extravagant and wasteful, the ceremony was held together with the conferment ceremony of Liu Mujin.

Although the process was cumbersome, everything went on in an orderly manner under the arrangements of the officials of the Ministry of Rites.

After praying for blessings from heaven, a banquet was set up in the palace, and the emperor and officials had a banquet from afternoon to evening.

When he was drunk, Wang Yijing carried a jar of wine to the civil servants, pushed away a drunken official who was lying on the table, sat down next to the newly promoted Minister of Civil Affairs, picked up the wine glass and said:

"Second Young Master Liu, Mr. Wang would like to propose a toast to you."

Liu Baoqing nodded with a smile, his eyes clear, not as drunk as others.

The two of them each drank a glass, and Wang Yijing filled the other's cup and continued:

"Second Young Master, Wang really made a mistake this time. I didn't expect you to be the one with the deepest plans."

"What do you mean, General Wang?"

"After the dynasty ended yesterday, I couldn't figure it out. When the prince sat on the throne, the first person to be rewarded would be you, the second young master.

Outsiders may not be able to tell, but the order of rewards given by His Majesty is actually based on merit. The counselor Guan Changsheng is especially after you, which only means that your merit is greater than him. "

Liu Baoqing smiled slightly when he heard this. He neither agreed nor refuted, but asked:
"If it is true as the general said, why were you left to the end?"

Wang Yijing took a sip of wine and burped:

"To be honest, I am the only general who did not lose any of his relatives during the war. What general did Wang Zhaoqi do on the battlefield? Which general would not want to kill him quickly?
Your Majesty's determination to protect him will inevitably make his subordinates feel chilly. If you don't put some effort into these insignificant matters, it will be difficult to prevent the boat from sinking. "

After saying that, he raised his head and drank the wine again.

Liu Baoqing stared at the other party quietly, and after a while, he smiled and said:
"As the saying goes, after three days of separation, you should treat each other with admiration. I can feel it today."

"The water in the court is too deep, so we have to be smart."

Wang Yijing sighed, then thought of something again, turned around and said:
"Don't change the subject, I got it right, right?"

"Right or wrong."

"What do you mean?"

Liu Baoqing did not answer immediately, but turned the cup in front of him. At this moment, a voice sounded from behind:
"I heard that Mr. Liu has been promoted to minister, congratulations!"

Wang Yijing narrowed his eyes when he heard the sound, and his body exuded a murderous aura. The person who came was none other than Wang Zhaoqi.

Liu Baoqing stood up, bowed respectfully to his old master and said:

"Wei Chen has met His Royal Highness Prince Zhao."

After Wang Zhaoqi "abdicated" the throne, he was granted the title of prince. Today, the royal family should be present, but he can choose not to come.

Looking at the former monarch and his ministers, Wang Yijing's murderous intention was gradually replaced by reason. He stood up and said with a faint smile:

"Hey, isn't this the deposed emperor? Why, he was bored at home and came to join in the fun?"

Faced with explicit provocation, Wang Zhaoqi appeared extremely calm. He didn't even look at the other party and said in an arrogant tone:
"Even if I lose the throne, I will still be the legitimate emperor of the dynasty."

"Yes, yes, your Majesty the Emperor, I'm sorry for my ignorance, but you have a distinguished status, but why don't you see anyone kneeling to you here?"

Wang Yijing continued to uncover the scar, but the other party was still not angry and turned around and said:
"Wang Yijing, you thought you won, but didn't I still live well until the end? Oh, by the way, I went to the cemetery yesterday and saw that a tomb had just been cleared of weeds and tributes had been placed .

I thought it was an eyesore, so I sent people to dig the grave and expose the corpse inside to the wilderness. By now, it is estimated that it has become the prey of wild dogs. "

After Wang Zhaoqi finished speaking, he suddenly couldn't help laughing and laughed almost crazy, completely ignoring the redness in the eyes of the man opposite him.

He seemed to be dissatisfied and continued to laugh and said:

"You know, your Li Ning'er was buried with very few belongings. When he was taken out, he only held a rough porcelain tea bowl in his hand..." In the middle of his words, he suddenly lost his voice and lowered his head. Blood was flowing down his neck. Downstream, the man opposite was holding a long sword and his eyes were cold.

Everyone present was stunned on the spot. It was not until a eunuch screamed that everyone came back to their senses. The sound of running and the sound of falling bowls and chopsticks were heard together, and everything was completely chaotic.

The young man's life passed quickly, and he was not frightened as expected. On the contrary, he tried his best to pull the corners of his mouth and reveal a smile.

This smile no longer mocked madness, but contained a sense of relief.

Wang Yijing was too lazy to care about this. He shook off the blood on the tip of the sword, put the sword back into its sheath, and waited for the imperial guards to come forward.

Wang Siheng rushed over after hearing the sound, looked at his nephew lying on the ground and was twitching, then looked at Wang Yijing, frowned and said:
"Who can tell me what happened here?"

No one among the ministers dared to speak. Wang Yijing knelt on one knee and said:

"Your Majesty, King Zhao was killed by his ministers. Just now he claimed to be the emperor in front of his ministers, and he kept claiming to be 'I'. Such a treasonous and unjust person will deserve his death."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the ministers immediately became strange, and even Wang Siheng's face was a little confused.

He had taken away the throne from Wang Zhaoqi, so the other party would definitely have complaints. It was possible that he could talk nonsense while drunk, but even this would not lead to death. I think he must have said something else to anger Wang Yijing, which would lead to the death penalty. disaster.

According to state laws, even if Wang Zhaoqi is wrong, he should not take action on this important day, let alone kill him.

Wang Siheng frowned and was about to speak when the Queen's voice came from behind him:
"Liu Shangshu, you were here just now. Have you ever heard the arrogance of King Zhao?"

"Go back to your majesty, go back to the queen, King Zhao did make some overreaching remarks."

Liu Baoqing answered truthfully, his face was calm, and he did not show sadness at the death of his cousin, nor did he add insult to injury to Wang Yijing.

Although Wang Siheng didn't understand what medicine the Queen was selling in the gourd, the other party's decisions had never been wrong. He thought for a moment and chose to remain silent.

Liu Mujin continued:

"In this way, King Zhao is indeed suspected of treason, but he is a relative of the emperor after all. General Wang is commendable for his loyalty, but his actions are a bit too reckless. The specific punishment will be decided after discussion between the Holy Emperor and the Ministry of Punishment."

After saying that, she looked at Wang Siheng and said, "What do you think, Your Majesty?"

"Just do as the queen said. Someone will come and return Prince Zhao's body to the palace. After the situation is found out, he will be buried in a grand ceremony."

After Wang Siheng finished his instructions, he no longer thought about drinking. He took the queen and left the banquet in a hurry. After walking far away, he couldn't bear it and said:
"Madam, you are too spoiled to him. Although Zhaoqi is no longer useful, he is my nephew after all..."

"When did you really consider him a nephew?"

The woman's words made the other party speechless. The two were silent for a moment, and Liu Mujin continued:

"Have you noticed the reactions of the officials after King Zhao was killed?"

Wang Siheng thought for a moment and said in a deep voice:

"Most of the civil servants were shocked, but the generals, whether it was an illusion or not, seemed to have cold eyes."

"You guessed it right. Ever since they entered the capital, the military generals have always had a knot in their hearts. Unless King Zhao dies, this knot will always be there. Now that General Fabei has eliminated King Zhao, it can be said that the bad breath in their hearts has been relieved. Although it may be possible It was an unintentional move, but now his prestige has surpassed yours."

Wang Siheng frowned. In terms of guessing people's hearts, he had never been as meticulous as Liu Mujin, a woman. The gradually lively shouts and laughter from the direction of the banquet also confirmed this guess.

He realized the seriousness of the problem and asked:
"In my opinion, how should I deal with it?"

"At this critical juncture, we must be cautious. If the punishment is severe, it will further disperse the already unstable people, but if the punishment is light, it will not serve as a warning.

In my opinion, it would be better to impose a fine and a demotion, which would not only stabilize the people's hearts but also weaken the military power.Wang Yijing's incident is just the beginning. The generals who followed you to Beijing will eventually be hidden dangers, so it's better to deal with them as soon as possible. "

After the woman finished speaking, she walked away, leaving the king of the country frowning and thinking alone.

... (end of this chapter)