"Is there any news in the Liangzhou area recently?"

Xia Chun paused, and in his mind, he seemed to be thinking about some other things, so he asked casually. The official from Liangzhou in front of him is his confidant, or the retainer of the place where he eats, named Cheng Hong.

"Politics matters, there is no need to say more! Let's talk about the military, the Liangzhou Army hasn't had anything to do lately, right? ”

"Lord, what did you say? The Liangzhou army is one of the best armies in my Great Xia, what can it do? Cheng Hong replied with a smile to the words of the Eight Sages King Xia Chun, she didn't understand what Xia Chun meant, "Besides, that talisman is now in the hands of the general of Xingshen, and the general of Xingshen is facing you!" ”

When Xia Chun heard this, he frowned, and said coldly: "What this king said is the matter of the border gate!" Two days ago, the king heard a report from the officials of Jizhou City, saying that there were Xirong people in the city, and there were also merchants selling goods in Northern Hungary. It's just that they don't sell goods, they are asking around about something. ”

Cheng Hong was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed slightly, and he whispered: "Lord Wang, are you suspicious ......"

"Not a doubt, but a certainty!"

Xia Chun's expression was firm, and there was a look of non-doubt on his face, it was obvious that he was talking about an extremely important matter.

"You also know that the royal brother of this king is terminally ill, although the Zen throne is passed on to the crown prince, but the prince is young and does not have the ability to assist the government! How could this major event escape the eyes of Xirong and Northern Hungary? ”

At this moment, Cheng Hong fell silent. Xia Chun's meaning is obvious, that is, Beihun may unite with Xirong, and when the time comes, the border reports will not stop, and I am afraid that there will be chaos in the frontier again. Now, Great Xia is already in a state of internal and external troubles, and Xia Chun, as the Eight Sages King, naturally has enough time to solve these things.

Otherwise, he would not have insisted on reforming the law.

Although it is said that according to the ancestral system, he has to return to Liangzhou at the age of thirty-five, but this does not prevent him from being able to become a behind-the-scenes guide. Or to put it another way, when the throne is secured, when he will be able to return to power.

"Is there a side newspaper in the near future?"

Xia Chun changed his question, hoping that Cheng Hong could talk specifically about the matter in Liangzhou.

"Lord Wang, the Liangzhou army has not found anything abnormal, after all, it is a border place, and the military households are born in the fields, if there is any situation, a million-strong army can be said to be able to gather at any time."

"Forget it, you must have been tired of traveling! The fastest side newspaper will not come until April. ”

Xia Chun waved his hand when he saw Cheng Hong's embarrassed expression, he understood that Cheng Hong was subordinate to a civilian official, and it was still a little difficult for him to answer such a military question.

The spring of the twenty-fourth year of Yanping came a little late, and it did not come until around the Qingming Festival. At the end of April, it was still snowing in the northeast, and it was also rainy in the south of the Yangtze River. Even the dry northwest is more uncomfortable than the previous climate.

"Alas, this spring is late, and the seedlings planted half a month ago are frozen to death!"

Qin Bu sat in the room with a sad face, it was the beginning of April, and at this time, it was already sunny and close to the summer temperature. But now, it was unusually cold, and the air was dry. The climate is so abnormal that the seedlings planted according to past experience will not be saved.

"How to pay the military rations at the end of this year!"

What Qin Buxian is worried about is this one thing, the abnormal climate will lead to agricultural losses, and the final result will naturally be borne by these military households.

In the face of these situations, Qin Yi also has no good solution. After all, there are unforeseen circumstances, and no one could have imagined that this situation would occur this year. What's more, there are no meteorological satellites in this world, and people still rely on the calendar experience summarized over thousands of years.

All these things, the relevant officials in the Liangzhou area have already written to the relevant provincial departments of the court. More than a month had passed on the road, and Xingwen had just arrived, and it was already early June. The twilight of spring has just arrived, coinciding with the plum rain in Jiangbei, and the climate that has just been comfortable for a few days has ushered in a continuous drizzle.

Even though the Liangzhou region sent a message, the officials of the relevant provincial courts did not have much time to manage their finances, because at this moment, the old emperor in the Chaoyang Palace gradually came to the end of his life.

On June 6, in the Chaoyang Palace, the Taiyi was busier than ever. Outside the palace gate, including Xia Chun, hundreds of officials from the court knelt there.

"Prince, the emperor is dying!"

"Quick, don't listen to this, I want you to revive the Emperor!"

At this time, on the bed in the Chaoyang Palace, the former emperor of Great Xia was dying, and it was obvious that there was no qi in, only qi out.

Suddenly, his eyes suddenly opened, as if they were returning to the light, and he pointed to something next to the pillow, which was a silk book. Xia Chang, who was kneeling in front of the bed, picked up the silk book, and even when he saw Xia Zheng's eyes closed and his hands were crooked, he didn't even have the breath to breathe this time.

"Your Majesty, please mourn, the Emperor has gone."

When Xia Chang heard this, it was like five thunderbolts hitting the top, but he also understood that everything was a foregone conclusion at this time, and he couldn't change anything. Even the Imperial Doctor couldn't bring Xia Zheng back to life, let alone a young man?

"This is an edict, Gonggong Li, announce it to the ministers, right?"

"Slaves obey!"

The eunuch called Gonggong Li stretched out his hand to take the silk book, and bent down to exit Chaoyang Palace.

"Ministers, at the beginning of noon on June 6, the twenty-fourth year of Yanping, Emperor Xia Zheng of Daxing died!"

Gonggong Li looked serious, and after saying this, he sighed. Immediately, some people sighed. But some people stepped forward and asked, "How is the edict?"

At this time, Xia Chang also walked out of Chaoyang Palace, knelt down with all the ministers, and said, "Gonggong Li, announce the edict!" ”

"Today, there is Yanping Emperor Xia Zheng, and the edict is hereby promulgated as follows: The crown prince Xia Chang is generous by nature, and his eldest son is also the heir before his death, and he will be enthroned in front of the spirit from now on. Order Shangshu's left servant to shoot Gao Shen, Cao You, the left Taifu under the door, and Wei Entropy, the general of Xingshen, as auxiliary ministers, and let the Eight Sages King participate in politics and the first assistant! The edict was issued on June 6, the 24th year of Yanping. ”

"Obey your orders!"

When Xia Chun heard this edict, he was a little surprised. He originally thought that he would shirk this position of first assistant to participate in politics, but he didn't expect that in the end, Xia Zheng still pushed himself to the position of first assistant. The intention is really incomprehensible. Perhaps, in the end, Xia Zheng figured out something.

While thinking about it, Xia Chang on the other side had already taken over the edict, and his expression suddenly changed, and he shouted: "The edict of the first emperor, the heir to the throne, change the Yuan and build the military." ”

It was the year of the end of the Great Xia Yanping year and the beginning of the Jianwu year.

At that time, on June 6 of the first year of Jianwu, the last examination of the imperial examination in Xining Town, the county examination, was also about to end.