"Fuzhou victory! Fuzhou victory! The soldiers shouted excitedly as they galloped towards the palace.

This is not a military secret, and the people of Luoyang City are boiling. Those family members who have served in the Mabu Army are even more surprised, a big victory means a big victory, then their relatives will have a great hope of surviving in the army, and the victory will be rewarded by their own families.

Hanyuan Palace, Li Ji sat on the dragon chair.

That's right, the dragon chair, imitation of the Ming system. Created by Li Yu, the prince of Germany, the dragon chair made of golden silk nanmu is high-profile and luxurious. The outside is made of gilding, and I originally wanted to inlay a few jewels, firstly, the construction period is in a hurry, and secondly, Li Ji wants to be 'low-key', so this dragon chair is comfortable and ornamental.

However, in this Hanyuan Palace, it looks extremely dazzling. Zhang Lao, the head of the household, didn't give a penny, and it was all a joint venture between Zhu Youneng, the son of a loser, and Li Yu, the king of Germany.

Zhang Wenwei became the head of the household department, and he is Li Ji's father-in-law, so it stands to reason that he should have been promoted to the post of household secretary a long time ago. But he offended Li Ji, and Li Ji gave him a nickname called Zhang Laojiao.

Zhang Laojiao is actually not picky at all, he spares no effort in dealing with Ma Bujun's expedition to Fuzhou, and he has money to pay and grain to pay. Only for Li Ji, Zhang Lao is worthy of his name.

However, Li Ji will not often put this name on his lips, first, in Hanyuan Hall in front of hundreds of civil and military officials, he does not dare to call it so. It is too disrespectful to give a nickname to the minister, and he will be impeached to death by the imperial history. I can't call it in the harem, it's the queen's father.

Li Ji was a little depressed, so he could only scold a few words happily in front of Youwei and Fuquan, why didn't Zhang Lao pick this old thing to death.

However, no one is interested in this dragon chair today, and no one in the entire Luoyang dignitaries and nobles sit on the couch and round stool. Instead, people fell in love with something called a chair. The back of this chair is streamlined, conforms to the anatomy of the human body, and is more comfortable to sit on than the Hu chair.

These chairs are all from a shop called Jingfu Furniture in Emerald Lane, this shop has been open since it opened, which was opened by several princes such as King Li Yu, and Li Yu and they also made a lot of money.

Today's ministers are interested in the great victory in Fuzhou, and hundreds of officials take turns to praise Li Ji to the sky. The Three Emperors and Five Emperors are incomparable, and the Qin Emperor and Han Wu are even more on the sidelines.

Li Ji is not shocked, this little thing is also worth celebrating? With gunpowder, an anti-heaven artifact, you can't win this war, and you Janissaries have to do something.

The ministers are still patting their farts below, singing praises of virtue. Li Ji, who was tired of listening, was also a little impatient: "Okay, okay, the victory in Fuzhou is indeed a great joy for the imperial court, but it can't be celebrated so much." At present, the list of scientific examinations has been released, and all departments should hurry up to see which department lacks what talents, and they will all stuff people into it. I let the soldiers of this world come to the examination, not to let them glorify their ancestors, but to let them be officials and work for the welfare of the people. ”

As soon as these words came out, the ministers gave a thumbs up one after another, and His Majesty was wise. The historian hurriedly took out a small notebook to write down this passage, and on a certain day, a certain year, a certain month, and a certain day of the Yuan Palace, His Majesty said: The scholar is an official, not for the glory of the lintel, but for the well-being of the people of the world. This passage is just like Taizong's sentence that water can carry a boat and can overturn a boat, and it will last for a hundred years.

The Beijing Daily even published a headline article, making the headline of the story of Fuzhou Dajie and Li Ji. For a while, the capital was moved by the wind and praised the wisdom of the Son of Heaven.

Even Zhu Youneng, this loser who does all kinds of evil. Now he has also transformed into a Zhu Dashan who donates to build a school and respects the old and loves the young, what else is impossible in this world.

The court is hard and the world is decided, Wang Jian, the king of Xichuan Shu, with a cloak and a disheveled hair, only wearing underwear and sitting barefoot under the stone steps of the palace. Under his command, no one dared to speak.

"That's it, it's over. This king has been working hard for decades, and once he was defeated by the court, providence, providence! As he spoke, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"King Shu!" His subordinates rushed over to help him up.

Wang Jian waved his hand, the servant wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, Wang Jian staggered to his feet and sighed: "That's it, that's it." Wang Tu's hegemony is all empty, haha, haha, hahaha...", and then pointed at the sky angrily: "The sky is unfair!" After saying that, he tilted his head and fainted again.

Of course he felt it was unfair, and that's why. Wang Jian thought that even if the imperial court could fight, he would be a god of war level general. But I have already occupied the important place of Fuzhou, and I can attack and retreat and defend, even if the imperial court sends a powerful general, I can't help me, as long as I stick to the city gate and close the door and do not fight, the 30,000 Xichuan army can defend Fuzhou like an iron bucket, and the army of the imperial court can be consumed to death. When the time comes, raise your arms again, and all the feudal towns will work together to disrupt the world.

Who knows that this court has eaten Xuanmai, and since Zhu Wen was killed, he can't stop at all, whoever touches him dies, Zhu Youwen was beaten all over the ground twice. Luo Shaowei returned in vain, and Li Keyong did not come out of the door. Everywhere you look, it's a bunch of waste.

I don't know if it's a waste, Wang Jian feels like a waste. Firearms, where did the imperial court get this anti-heaven artifact, if not, I will be the lord of the world in the future.

In the Jin Palace, Li Keyong frowned and was silent next to the bed in the bedroom, he was originally pretending to be sick, but he never wanted to pretend to be really sick. When he heard that Wang Rui's army was defeated, the imperial court took Fuzhou almost effortlessly, and it was even more devastating. The few remaining of his thirteen taibao are in the house, and unlike other vassal kings, Li Keyong likes Ren Yizi. He believes in the world of the family, and all the generals who can fight under his command have become his godsons. Li Keyong also pays attention to the selection of the younger generation of generals, and his 13 Taibao are all of the younger generation.

The only son, Li Cunmiao, is more ambitious than Li Keyong, and Li Keyong is a king who can enter and retreat. He doesn't have much ambition, he goes against the trend, he has ambitions if he has the opportunity, and he wants to be his vassal king if he doesn't have the opportunity.

Li Cunmiao is different, he wants to be the co-master of the world. Their purpose was originally to defeat both the court and Wang Jian, and he was a good fisherman. As a result, Wang Jianru's papier-mâché lantern burst as soon as he poked it, but the army of the imperial court was an iron-clad King Kong, which was invulnerable.

"Father, the child heard that the Mabu army used a firearm, so he conquered Fuzhou City, and Wang Rui was powerless to fight." Li Cunqiao said cautiously.

"Alas," Lick sighed, "I'm old." If you can't fight, you will be left to you in the future. ”

Everyone was shocked, and Li Cunqiao knelt in front of the bed: "How can my father say such things, this Jin army still has to have my father in charge." ”

Li Keyong stroked his hair, Li Cunqiao was his only son: "Miao'er, but today's court has become an unshakable trend." Even if all our feudal towns are united, even if we unite the Tibetans, Khitans, Tatars, and Uighurs, and unite the forces of the entire world, we are no longer the opponents of the imperial court, just because the Tang Dynasty has produced a wise and martial emperor. I heard that the capital also grows a crop that yields hundreds of thousands of stones per mu, and one person can feed dozens of people. And they still have this kind of firearm that destroys the city and breaks the wall, what do we use to fight others? ”

Yixi was speechless, yes, what to fight with the court?

Li Cunmiao is not giving up: "Father, the court just relies on these firearms. There are many people in our army who can recruit and fight well, and several brothers are all battle-hardened. The child thinks that although the court is fierce, we don't have to be afraid! ”

Li Keyong saw it thoroughly, and he knew that his time was short: "Son, why don't you understand, the court is not only powerful with firearms at the moment. They occupy the right time, place, and people, and now the whole world is embracing the current Holy Son of Heaven. We must not take the road of Wang Jian and raise troops against the Tang Dynasty. ”

"Then, that father, if the court insists on cutting the domain, we will not be able to watch it? This is the foundation laid by you, father, how can you give it up! Li Cunqiao was unwilling, not only him, but Li Ke also objected to those righteous sons.

"That is, the father-in-law can't grow the ambition of the court and destroy his prestige, and we are not vegetarians!" Dataibao Li Siyuan said.

"Big brother is right, we can not provoke the court. If the imperial court is bent on cutting down the domain, we will raise an army against it! Li Cunjin, the fifth Taibao, also followed.

Li Keyong sighed again, he had a feeling of heroic twilight: "Probably because I am really old, the Jin army will be handed over to Miao'er in the future, you brothers should support him more." If the imperial court insists on cutting the feudal domain, and first see how the Son of Heaven policies, if it is too forceful, a few of you will watch it. In my life, I am only ashamed of filial piety. If filial piety is here, if you call him Zhu Quanzhong and his Praetorian Guard, how can you be my opponent! Stand down, step down. Li Keyong waved his hand, he really didn't want to say anything more.

He is in a similar mood to Wang Jian, spanning half a lifetime, and fighting invincible opponents all over the world. In the end, he was taken over the world by Li Ji, the little emperor, and unlike Wang Jian's unwillingness, Li Keyong looked at it lightly. If the imperial court cut the feudal domain, it could give them some explanation to these feudal kings, and he even thought about agreeing to the feudal reduction.

But Li Cunmiao is different, his goal from the beginning was to dominate the world and make him surrender, unless he died.

Among Li Keyong's most capable sons, only the thirteenth Taibao Li Cunxiao is the most powerful, and he is also the most in line with his own heart. But after all, he was his own son, and Li Cunxiao finally died of his own suspicions.

It can be said that Li Cunxiao was forced to rebel by himself, and he had no intention of rebelling. In the end, Li Ke cracked him with a car, and Li Cunxiao's death was a turning point for Li Keyong to turn from prosperity to decline, and since then the Jin army has been much worse than before.

Zhuzi also lowered his head in shame, at that time, Li Cunxiao found Li Keyong to cry and surrender, and Li Keyong ordered the car to crack, which was not his original intention. Li Keyong thought that someone would come out to intercede, so he could get off the donkey down the slope and spare Li Cunxiao. How could the sons be jealous of Li Cunxiao's ability, no one came out to intercede, and finally Li Cunxiao was torn apart by the car and died, which also became Li Keyong's biggest pain.