From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

Chapter 414

Shenjing, the Imperial Palace of Dajin.

After several days of patience, Prince Fu finally couldn't stand it anymore. The power of the explosion was enough, and Wanyan Daichan also clearly stated that Guan Miaoshan was dead. The fact was already determined. What was Zhuang Xuanpu thinking?

Would she rather let Guan Miaoshan's body rot than forcefully delay the date of her ascension? This was obviously unreasonable.

Could it be that Guan Miaoshan was not dead at all? This was almost impossible.

Prince Fu had had enough of such speculation, so he simply summoned all the royal family members and civil and military officials to the Ziwei Palace on the pretext of visiting His Majesty.

Facing the strict guard of the imperial guards, Prince Fu said in a deep voice: "The royal family and all the civil and military officials are here. We have reason to visit His Majesty and care about her health. If you are still worried, don't blame us for breaking in!"

The commander of the imperial guards looked at the situation and knew that he could not stop it, so he smiled and said: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, Prince Fu, I will report to Your Majesty now."

Prince Fu and Yang Guozhong and others looked at each other with doubts on their faces.

Is His Majesty really not dead? They had an inexplicable feeling in their hearts, as if the previous regicide case was just a child's play.

After a while, the commander of the imperial guards strode over and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, please invite Your Majesty, Prince Fu, Prince Jing, Prince Cheng, and Prince Liang to enter the Ziwei Palace, and also invite the five adults of the cabinet to go together."

These four princes are the pillars of the royal family today, and can almost represent the attitude of the entire royal family. As the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Princess Qinshui has been away from Shenjing for some time.

The five ministers of the cabinet represented the attitudes of all civil and military officials.

Empress Zhaojing was so serious, I'm afraid she had something important to say!

Prince Fu thought that it seemed that Guan Miaoshan was really not dead, but she was almost unable to hold on and was going to make a will.

He was extremely excited and hurriedly led everyone in.

All the way to the inner hall of Ziwei Palace, everyone saw Empress Zhaojing sitting on a chair.

Her face was pale, her lips were bloodless, she was wearing a thick cloak and covered with a wool blanket, and her physical condition was obviously not good.

Yang Guozhong immediately knelt down and shouted: "Your Majesty, please take care of your body!"

"Your Majesty, take care!"

All the princes and cabinet ministers knelt down one after another.

Empress Zhaojing waved her hand casually and said weakly: "Get up, sit down and talk."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Everyone sat down with their own thoughts.

Prince Fu whispered: "Your Majesty is blessed by the heavens and luck, and you have escaped the disaster. It is really a blessing for the Jin Dynasty and the people!"

Yang Guozhong and others were not optimistic. They could see that Empress Zhaojing was almost exhausted at this moment.

Empress Zhaojing coughed twice and said slowly: "I really have something to say to you all this time."

"I...I was assassinated in Hongluo Temple. The situation is very bad. My body can't stand it anymore."

"So I must follow Zhuang Gongfeng to the Tianshi Zhengyi Sect in Qingcheng Mountain, Sichuan, and ask the head of Zhengyi Sect to treat me personally."

Zeng Cheng said with a change of color: "Your Majesty! Sichuan is thousands of miles away, and the journey is tiring. Please think twice!"

"Please think twice!"

Everyone knelt down again hurriedly.

Empress Zhaojing sighed, "I know my own physical condition. I have no choice but to go to Sichuan. In this vast world, only the head of the Zhengyi sect can save my life."

Speaking of this, her eyes flickered, and she suddenly said, "This trip to Sichuan may take half a year at the shortest, or two or three years at the longest. It is difficult to determine when to return, but the country cannot be without a master for a day."

"So please ask the cabinet to draft an order. During my absence from Beijing, Prince Fu will temporarily serve as the regent, manage the court affairs, and act on my behalf."

Hearing this, Prince Fu was first happy, and then angry.

Let him be the regent? This is obviously just a sweet date, not his goal at all!

He wants Guan Miaoshan to abdicate directly!

As long as she abdicates, the cabinet and the Duke of Zhenguo will support her, and the royal family will also be on her side, then she will be stable.

But after she did this, she couldn't say anything further, and there was no legitimate foundation, and the cabinet would not strongly support him.

If nothing is given, the cabinet will think that a new king should be appointed. But if a regent is given, the cabinet will think that it has been given after all, so just do it first...

Guan Miaoshan is really good at controlling people's hearts!

Prince Fu was so angry that his teeth itched, and he knelt down hurriedly and said anxiously: "Your Majesty, this is not possible. I am in charge of the clan affairs office, how can I be the regent? This is usurpation!"

Empress Zhao Jing said: "I have made up my mind, so don't refuse."

"Yang Guozhong, draft the decree in the afternoon and send it out as soon as possible. Tomorrow morning, I will go to Qingcheng Mountain."

Yang Guozhong could only whisper: "I obey your order."

Prince Fu's face was gloomy, and his murderous intentions were revealed in his heart. For him, this time was not withoutThere is a gain, at least the regent is the closest to that position.

As long as Guan Miaoshan doesn't come back! The throne is his!

So he sighed and said: "Since your majesty trusts me, then I can only do my best and die."

On this day, the imperial edict of Empress Zhaojing spread throughout Shenjing, and the news that Prince Fu was the regent also spread like wildfire. For a time, the whole Shenjing was boiling.

Everyone was speculating about the death of Empress Zhaojing. Now it is finally confirmed that she is alive, but she is dying, and she must go to Qingcheng Mountain for treatment.

With Prince Fu as the regent, the country is finally surnamed Chen again.

How many noble families are secretly happy, and how many officials are glad that they are standing in the right direction.

What's more, they also hope that Empress Zhaojing will not come back. The many misfortunes in Dajin in recent years may be because she is incompetent and not of the Chen family bloodline, and she is not lucky.

After Prince Fu becomes regent, Dajin will surely usher in the dawn! Usher in an era of revival!

At the moment of public opinion, Empress Zhao Jing slowly left the city under the protection of the inner guards and the imperial guards.

In the distant Goryeo, in a spacious manor, Li Yu'an was eating with a group of people.

It was dusk, Li Yu'an listened quietly, but her mood was very chaotic.

For more than ten years, the Li royal family has reached the worst situation. Facing the constant pursuit of the rebellious general, the current Goryeo Emperor Jin Zhentang, the Li royal family, which originally had only more than a dozen people, now has only four people left.

Those generals, soldiers and ministers who swore to follow the Li family to death were almost sacrificed, leaving less than 6,000 people lingering.

All they can control is this small town in the northern border.

If Jin Zhentang had not been old and his sons were fighting too fiercely for the throne, he would have no time to take care of this side, otherwise the Li royal family would have been wiped out long ago.

"We can still fight!"

The old general with gray hair and beard stood up and patted his chest and said: "Princess, as long as you give an order, our six thousand brothers are willing to die for you at any time!"

An old man said: "Yes, Dajin can have an empress, and we can also have one in Goryeo. The princess is both civil and military, and she will definitely be able to revive the glory of the Li family!"

Everyone was cheering, but Li Yu'an was looking at the sky gradually darkening outside the window. The world was as bleak as her mood.

Six thousand people, who even have to farm for their own food, how can they beat Jin Zhentang's more than 100,000 well-trained troops.

Under this heaven, who else can take over Goryeo with six thousand people?

Only Zhou Yuan can do it!

Li Yu'an gritted his teeth slightly, but his heart was beating... Can Zhou Yuan... really do it?

Such a big gap in strength is several times more difficult than the situation in the Central Plains. Perhaps even Zhou Yuan can't do it.

The evening wind blew, the sound of horse hooves broke, and the sound of horns in the distance woke everyone up.

The old general with gray hair and beard shouted: "It's bad! I'm afraid that Jin Zhentang's army is coming! You protect the princess and retreat!"

Everyone stood up and began to gather the army.

Li Yu'an frowned, rushed out of the room and flew to the roof.

She looked far away, and her heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Soldiers were already riding horses and galloping down below, shouting: "It's cavalry! It's the cavalry of the northern Tartars! At least tens of thousands!"

Hearing this news, everyone was stunned.

How did the northern Tartars come to Goryeo?

Li Yu'an gritted his teeth and said: "Run! Run quickly! Take them away!"

The only remaining 6,000 people cannot be wiped out!

But at this moment, it was too late. The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, and the sound was like thunder and lightning. Tens of thousands of troops were coming, and the momentum was simply irresistible.

Even a strong man like Li Yu'an couldn't help but feel palpitations.

Cai Ni couldn't help but say: "Holy Mother, let's go!"

Li Yu'an's body was trembling. She watched tens of thousands of cavalrymen coming, sweeping through the town like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, leaving no grass wherever they passed.

Six thousand troops fled frantically, but how many people could really escape?

The night was dark, screams and roars were intertwined, war horses whinnied, and swords clanged continuously.

Li Yu'an's eyes were dull and tears were already streaming down her face. Tens of thousands of cavalrymen whistled past. Even if she was a peerless martial artist, what could she do?

Could it be that one person could resist thousands of troops?

Time passed by moment by moment. The enemy's goal was obviously not to attack here, but to drive straight into the heart of Goryeo.

Corpses all over the ground, blood all over the ground, broken houses, burning flames...

In the dark night, Cai Ni looked at all this and murmured: "Virgin Mary, what should we do now?"

Li Yu'an was in tears and choked up: "Goryeo can't stop the cavalry of the Eastern Tartars.The country will be destroyed... The country will be destroyed... The people of Goryeo will be slaughtered."

Seeing her desperate look, Cai Ni was also sad, her eyes were red.

But she didn't know what to say, such a scene could not be comforted by words.

"Let's go! Let's go!"

Li Yu'an suddenly gritted her teeth and said, "Let's go back to Dajin."

Cai Ni said, "Are we not going to care about Goryeo?"

"We can't care!"

Li Yu'an's voice was sobbing, and she said sadly, "We... don't have the ability to care... Let's go back to Dajin, Goryeo's last hope is in Dajin."

She said in despair with tears: "I want to find Zhou Yuan, I want him to help me."

"At worst, I will kneel down to him, I will be his slave, and I must ask him to help me!"