Tyrant, your vest fell off

CHAPTER 321 – AN EMPLOYMENT
In the seventh year of Yunlie, on the first day of the first lunar month, after Xingye and the Huyan clan in the northern part of Dayan proclaimed their vassals to Tianzhao, Emperor Dafeng Yunlie formally submitted a surrender form to the Holy Emperor Tianzhao at a quarter of noon on the first day of the first lunar month.

Since then, the whole territory of Dafeng Empire has been incorporated into Tianzhao territory, and Emperor Yunlie, Sikong Que, was specially conferred the title of Li Wang by Ming Shengdi, guarding Dafeng's vassal state, and he was not allowed to leave the fiefdom without an edict.

On the same day, Sikong Que issued an imperial edict for the last time in the name of Emperor Dafengyunlie:

"With Liangde, I inherited Piji, and now Dafeng Guozuo is buried in my hands. Although I forgive virtue and bow down, I will blame heaven;
However, the world is not benevolent. After I die, I will see my ancestors in the ground without a face. Take off my crown and cover my face with hair. Let the thieves split my corpse, so that my people will not be able to resist stubbornly. Welcome the heavenly army to enter the main city gate, so that no one will be killed or injured.

Since my ascension to the throne, I have followed the rules and regulations and employed people for administration. I cannot follow the example of the Taizu and Taizong Mo Lie, follow the sloppiness, and live with the current situation.As a result, the country's governance has not been improved, and the people's livelihood has not been fulfilled, which is one of my crimes.

Since I was young, unfortunately, my son's way will not end, and my attempt to be honest is one of my crimes.

The kings of the clan are all descendants of Taizu and Taizong. They are the vassals of the country, and they should be given preferential treatment to show their relatives.I am among the kings, the Jin Dynasty has been neglected, the favor has been renewed, the friendship has been separated, and the way of friendship has not been completed, this is my crime.

All the ministers have been loyal or have served for many years, so they should be relied on and trusted to do their best.I can't be trusted, I can't show my talents, and I mostly use civil servants.I don't take it as a warning, and it is my crime to make the generals inattentive to do things and slack off their energy.

I have a very high personality, and I can't be self-deprecating.When employing people, strive for their virtues and their own bridles, and fail to follow their talents, causing everyone to sigh and lack people.If you give up the short and record the long, then people have small skills, and they will be used. How can it be that the world has no talents, which is one of my crimes.

In setting up officials and divisions of duties, only virtue is used, and advances and retreats cannot be ignored.I am a courtier, knowing that he is unworthy, so I don't immediately dismiss him, but I am still tolerant and tolerant.It can be said that seeing the good but not being able to promote it, and seeing the unworthy but not being able to retreat is one of my crimes.

There are many national uses and insufficient military pay.Every time the kings and ministers were ordered to meet, they failed to come up with a unique strategy, so they stopped discussing the reduction of salaries to support the army.It is one of my crimes to be thicker than others, to benefit the superior and harm the inferior.

My nature is leisurely and quiet, and I always seek to be at ease. Yan lives in a deep palace, and there are very few imperial courts.It is one of my crimes that the meeting with the courtiers is sparse, and the friendship between the upper and lower levels is not blocked.

How can people be infallible in their actions?How can there be no mistakes in my day?But if you listen to words and accept advice, you must know what you have done.I always rely on myself to be smart, so I can't listen to it.There is an ancient saying: "A good businessman hides deep like a vain, a gentleman is full of virtue, and his appearance is like a fool." "What I said in Si said that it is completely contrary to each other."As a result, the ministers and workers remained silent and refused to speak out, which is one of my crimes.

I knew that I had done it, and every time I blamed myself, I regretted it.It's just vain writing, and I can't rectify it. Over time, I will accumulate more and more mistakes. This is one of my crimes. "

King Li's Sikong Que and his eldest son Sikong Nianqing still live in Cangyun, and the original palace was changed to Prince Li's Mansion, enjoying the treatment of King Tianzhao.

Sikong Que knelt down in the Taimiao and pleaded guilty to the ancestors of Dafeng. It was only a short day when he appeared in the eyes of everyone again.

When Qin Yin left Dafeng Sect with the unconscious Li Qingmei in his arms and returned to the imperial court, Sikong Que knelt outside Cangyun City as a servant of the vassal king.

Qin Yin didn't know why he spared Si Kong Que's humble life, he was still timid, he was afraid that one day Li Qingmei would wake up by chance and find out that he killed Si Kong Que, would she go crazy, would she have nothing to love again.

Forget it, as long as Bo can smile lightly, so what if this hidden danger of instability remains?He is still confident that he can suppress Sikong Que's ambition!
"King Li! This bowl of noodles is for you! She made it!"

Ying Li pointed to the chubby figure in the royal court with some pity. When he checked Dafeng's barracks today, he found a bowl of noodles left in the tent of the Son of Heaven. Looking at the appearance of the noodles, he guessed that it was the woman who made it. of.

He didn't dare to make any decisions about that woman, so he immediately asked His Majesty for instructions.

His Majesty only said lightly:
"Give it to King Li!"

So he came here with a complicated mood.

"Little Wang, thank Your Majesty Long En!"

Sikong Que raised the bowl of noodles bestowed by His Majesty above his head, with a look of submission and respect on his face.

Without chopsticks, he stuffed the few noodles in the bowl into his mouth bit by bit with his bare hands.

The noodles had already turned into icy slags, and they made a crackling sound when biting into his mouth. Sikong Que hung his head and ate very slowly, because he knew that if the bowl of noodles was finished, there would be no more in the future, and he felt a little reluctant.

Ying Li felt sorry for the man who had lost his beloved, but His Majesty ordered him to supervise King Li to finish the bowl of leftover noodles on the spot, and then he could return to his command.

He squinted his eyes slightly, looking at Sikong Que who was kneeling on the ground with some reluctance, the bowl of noodles that didn't have much soup, for some reason, there were many transparent drops of water.

And as Sikong Que lowered his head to chew, a lot of clear water began to melt in the bowl of noodles, and more and more.

"Oh……"

He murmured uncontrollably, it turned out that the soup that he drank more and more was the tears of King Li.

He casually took off the water bag on his waist, without saying a word, he was about to pour the warm water in the bag into the bowl of noodles.

"Is it getting salty? Add some water!"

"Thank you!"

Sikong Que politely pushed away his water bag, and still ate the bowl of leftover noodles with his head down, unhurriedly.

It wasn't until the evening, under Ying Li's repeated urging, that he finished the bowl of leftover noodles slowly, and then he stuffed the bowl of leftover noodles into his arms.

Ying Li just pretended that he didn't see his actions, since His Majesty didn't say to bring back an empty bowl to return to order, so just take pity on the subjugated King Li.

But Your Majesty... I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse for this ominous woman to stay by His Majesty's side!

He even had a vicious thought, wishing that woman could not sleep forever, or just die!
But after thinking about it, he was afraid that the most uncomfortable person would not be others, but His Majesty, so he immediately changed his mind, wishing that she would wake up immediately.

And since that day, Li Qingmei has never woken up, and even Qin Yin is helpless, he can only infuse the silver needle with internal force, and give her nine-numbered plum blossom acupuncture every day to keep her breath.She is now, to be precise, a living dead.

Soon the officials of Dafeng were surprised to find that whether His Majesty was summoning the officials or inspecting the territory, he was pushing a veiled woman in a wheelchair.

Those officials who once had a relationship with the Empress Fengsheng deduced the true identity of the woman from the bloated and generous figure, and the shocking, faint imprint of slave under the veil that was occasionally lifted by the wind. It is the Holy Empress who once had a marriage contract with His Majesty.

On this day, Ming Shengdi's royal driver drove into Shengjing surrounded by hundreds of civil and military officials.

It coincides with the Lantern Festival, and there are lanterns and festoons in Shengjing, and people everywhere come out to celebrate the Lantern Festival.

And in order to let Li Qingmei, who has become a living dead, feel the festive atmosphere of the festive season, he did not hang down the curtain of the imperial court today.

(End of this chapter)