Pampered Tian's Wife: The Little Weaver Girl in the Farmhouse

Chapter 786
With the establishment of the new dynasty and the implementation of a series of new policies, the various places in the south of the Yangtze River once again showed vigorous vitality, and the people happily cultivated, showing a thriving scene everywhere.

Compared with the scene of spring in the south of the Yangtze River full of vitality, the capital at this time is still as cold as winter.He was lifeless, without any trace of life, like a terminally ill old man, lingering on his last breath.

Now the situation of the imperial court is not as good as before, losing half of Jiangnan, for Daliao, it is like cutting off most of the lifeline.You know, Jiangnan is rich and prosperous, and most of the Daliao treasury is supplied by taxes from Jiangnan.Now that such a large source has been lost, the national treasury is already stretched, and even the salaries of officials are almost out of reach.

The treasury is in short supply, and the imperial court can only reduce expenditure again and again. On the other hand, it is increasing tax collection, which further exploits the people.Agriculture in the north was originally underdeveloped due to the weather, and the economy was much worse than that in the south of the Yangtze River. After being exploited by the imperial court, the lives of the people were even more difficult.

In the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival has not yet come out. If it is in previous years, it should be a good time for people to visit relatives and friends happily.But now, the bustling scene is no longer there. Walking on the street, you can see people in ragged clothes shivering in the cold wind everywhere.There are also countless beggars, unkempt and disheveled, gathered together and leaned on each other for warmth, trying to survive the last cold moment.

Even some passers-by who were fairly neatly dressed were in a hurry, with a little sad expression on their faces, and no joy at all.With the current situation in the capital, everyone is in danger, who is in the mood to laugh?It's not that there is something really wrong, and they don't want to go out. Disasters may happen if they hide at home, and they don't know what will happen when they go out.

The atmosphere in the entire capital city is very depressing, just like the weather, it is so gloomy that it is suffocating.Needless to say, in the palace, all the servants in the palace bowed their waists and lowered their heads, not to mention speaking loudly, they even breathed carefully, for fear that if they were not careful, their heads would fall to the ground.

In the Mingguang Hall of the Imperial Palace, the emperor, who was already sick in bed, was listening to the courtier's report at the moment, and then there was another roar. "You bastard, you bastard! How dare this little bastard of the Chu family ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor? You bastard, since ancient times there have been no two days and no two rulers in a country, and I am the ruler of the world. Why should he call himself emperor? What is he? How dare you?" So rampant?"

Of course, the growl was followed by a violent cough, and then, the sharper voice of the servant next to him sounded, "Oh, your majesty, you are coughing up blood. Your majesty, I beg you, please don't get angry again, your lord!" The body of the dragon is important." The servant is not young, and it seems that he has served the emperor for a long time, and he still has some sincerity towards the emperor.

Following the servant's exclamation, the emperor's eyes also looked at the white silk handkerchief in his hand. Sure enough, there was a pool of red blood on the white handkerchief. The dazzling red made the emperor's heart go cold. , Could it be that his time is really coming?

No, he can't die, he absolutely can't just leave like this, he still has to live well, and watch the imperial army wipe out the Jiangnan rebels with his own eyes.He wanted to see Chu Ruifeng's head fall to the ground with his own eyes, he absolutely couldn't just die like this.

"Go, tell the imperial doctor, the chief preacher, let them come quickly. I will never have anything to do, I still want to live a good life, I am the Son of Heaven, I want to live the same life as the sky, and I will definitely be all right." The emperor finally stopped coughing At this time, I couldn't help shouting.

Seeing this, the people next to him hurried out to look for the imperial doctor and Taoist priest Chen Xin, and the minister who was kneeling on the ground to report was also a little panicked at this moment. "Your Majesty, please take care of the dragon's body. Your Majesty's dragon body is healthy, and Daliao has hope. Now that several princes are fighting each other, if your majesty does not suppress it, the world will really be in chaos."

The courtier's words made the emperor even more worried.Ever since he was not in good health, the minds of the princes below have also been floating, and all kinds of insidious means have been intriguing all day long. The capital has been stirred up by these people, and everyone is in danger.

The emperor is actually aware of these situations, but now, the emperor no longer has the ability to turn the tide.The emperor's favorite is the sixth prince Tie Moore, who has always wanted to entrust the country and the country to him, but the emperor sent decrees several times to go to the northwest, and Tie Moore refused to return to Beijing.They only sent people to send back a large amount of property, and sent people a letter saying that he was very good in the northwest, and that he was not greedy for the throne, so let the other brothers forget it.

However, apart from Tie Muer, the rest of these princes are greedy, fatuous and useless people, and the land of Daliao was completely destroyed in their hands within a few years.The emperor knew the virtues of his sons, how could he dare to pass the throne easily?So he could only try his best to maintain it, while seeking medical treatment and medicine, while continuing to urge Tie Muer to return to Beijing.

Now, the emperor's condition is getting more and more serious. At this time, he misses Tie Mu'er and the empress very much, "Come here, bring a pen and paper. I will personally write a letter to the sixth son and the empress to let them come to Beijing."

Now, only Tie Moore can save the crisis. One is that Tie Moore has that ability, and the other is that there are several powerful tribes behind him.Only when Tie Mu'er took over the throne, would it be possible to use the power of the tribes on the grassland to reinvigorate the Daliao dynasty.

Another thing is that Tie Mu'er and Chu Ruifeng have a very close personal relationship. If Tie Mu'er comes back, maybe Chu Ruifeng will have some scruples and will not attack the capital because of the past friendship.Although the emperor shouted so fiercely before, in fact, he has no other ideas now, as long as Chu Ruifeng doesn't send his troops northward to point directly at the capital, it will be fine.Even if the Daliao Dynasty and the Fengyun Dynasty were in opposition and ruled across the river, it would be better than the complete destruction of the Daliao Dynasty and being driven back to the grassland.

Others would definitely lose face with Chu Ruifeng, but if it was Tie Mu'er, maybe there would be some hope. This is why the emperor wanted Tie Mu'er to return to Beijing.The country of Daliao cannot be destroyed in his hands, but if there is still a glimmer of hope, the emperor will not give up.

"Your Majesty, you are already like this, can you still write a letter? Let someone else write it for you." The servant next to him couldn't help feeling distressed when he saw the emperor like this, and hurriedly persuaded him.

The emperor shook his head, "No, this time I must write the letter myself. After seeing my handwritten letter, the sixth child will definitely change his mind. I don't believe that the sixth child will be such a heartless person."

The emperor was determined to write the letter himself, but the people next to him had no choice but to prepare a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and put them on the table next to the bed.Then someone helped the emperor to sit up, and sat tremblingly at the table, writing a letter with a pen.

The emperor has been ill for a long time, how much strength is there?Even writing a letter is very laborious, but in order to persuade his son to return to Beijing, the emperor gritted his teeth and wrote a letter with trembling hands. At the end of writing, the emperor couldn't help coughing for a while , accidentally, blood dripped on the letter.

(End of this chapter)