This is not the best era, behind the illusory prosperity, the erosive situation is difficult to reverse.

At the end of the seventh year of Chunyuan, following the great flood in the north and the rebellion of the displaced people in the south, a major event occurred in the new dynasty that almost overthrew the court.

The emperor has been ill for a long time, the prince is far away from the border to patrol the defense, several princes left in the capital have the heart to play a big vote, and gathered some ministers to control the court, several ministers have been placed under house arrest, and the Jiangshanlou assassins invited in private have gone north and blocked several main roads back to Beijing. Fortunately, someone reported the news, and the crown prince Zhou was able to return to Beijing safely, and the team escorting him south on the surface was killed and wounded, and only a dozen of the hundreds remained. Thanks to this, the crown prince finally rushed to the palace in the emperor's breath, received the edict, and inherited the throne under the escort of the leader of the forbidden army and the army that hurried from the north to escort him.

The first emperor died, the newly enthroned emperor was busy with funerals, and most of the political affairs were put down, so several princes and ministers who plotted rebellion were only placed under house arrest, and the specific crimes had to be discussed after the funeral.

In the vertical arch hall, the new emperor was dressed in a white filial piety suit, sitting on the newly put chair in the hall, his young face was engraved with a little tiredness, and his heroic spirit was undiminished.

The few people sitting at the bottom looked sad at this time and were silent for a long time.

Originally, there were several ministers in the court, but today there are one or two missing.

Zhou Wei rubbed his brows, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Xiliang sent troops at this time, which was also expected by me, but I never thought it would be so fast." ”

Zhou Xuan's afterglow swept over everyone present, sighed leisurely, and stood up: "Decree, the Privy Council is sending Han Shu to go north immediately, and the right to know the military affairs of Sui, Xi, and Lanzhou to resist the soldiers." ”

The eyes of several ministers changed slightly, and they thought that there was really no room for them, originally the political hall had the right to reject the emperor's edict, but now several bigwigs did not gnaw, probably because they didn't want to refute the face of the new emperor, or there was also a bit of a communiqué of personal vendetta.

The matter of Xiliang Bingfeng has become a way to cut off the henchmen of the court.

Zhou Ji summoned several ministers to come over, naturally not only because of this matter, the emperor died, but there are many things to deal with, Zhou Ji has been running around and tired in recent days, these things can only be handed over to the few people in front of him to do, but to contribute, he always needs to come out occasionally to meet, in fact, his relationship with these people is not necessarily very good, in a short period of time in order to stabilize his position, he naturally has to let go of a little.

Everyone knows each other, and they get along very well on the surface.

Out of the vertical arch hall, Zhou Xuan took a long breath, the things he had put in his heart during this time had already made him breathless, and his relationship with his father was also not good, of course, this kind of bad was only a difference in political opinions. However, if he wants to do something, there are some things that he has to do, so he is going to fall out with most of the people in the court, and some of these trade-offs are really tiring.

The white flags dance in the wind, and mourning music is repeated.

After Zhou Ji heard the many cries coming from the mourning hall, he couldn't help but feel a little irritable, and the eunuch who followed behind him was the one he followed when he was in the prince's mansion, so he naturally saw the change in his mood.

"Your Majesty, if you don't have an old slave to pass a word!"

Zhou Ji smiled coldly: "What are you saying?" Is it possible for them all to accompany the burial of the emperor? ”

After that, Zhou Ji sighed again, with a little sympathy, and a little resentment: "They are just doing it for others to see, forget it, reward some silver money in a few days, and send them home!" ”

After walking for a while, Zhou Ji stopped again and asked, "Has that person been found?" ”

"The old slave has already sent someone to find it, and there is no news for the time being!"

Zhou Xuan sighed: "Don't look for it, I see that he doesn't have the intention of being an official along the way, and walking with me is probably just a fluke." ”

Zhou Ji talked for a while, pretended to be worried and went back to his residence and drank a bowl of soothing tea.

In a big mansion not far from the imperial city, a middle-aged man named Han Shu held the edict in his palm, his eyes showed a somewhat strange look, behind him, his wife could not hide her worry, but it was difficult to say some words of comfort.

Han Shu looked at the faint light shining in the courtyard and sighed, "Madame, prepare your clothes for me." ”

said this, but there was a different taste in his heart, but after thinking about it, it also aroused his past mood and made him look forward to it a little more.

Seeing this, Mrs. Han entered the back room and packed her bags.

A few days later is Chinese New Year's Eve, but because the emperor died suddenly, it was probably not as lively as in previous years, in fact, such a thing happened at this juncture, obviously to be used by people with intentions.

The wind is bleak and the snow is fluttering.

The plum blossoms in the corner of the courtyard are already in full bloom, and a few bits of snow fall on the branches, dotted with a few shades of red. The old man stood under the eaves, twisting his beard and watching.

The news of the emperor's death had reached Jiangning, and the old man sighed that Jiangning's winter was getting colder and colder, and some emotions overwhelmed him.

A few days ago, the two of them still have their own predictions about the development of the court, according to the new emperor's style, for them these old people, most of them will be used, not to mention the current border wars, the former main battle faction must not be willing to let go of this opportunity, and the new emperor's temperament also determines the future development of the court. It may not be obvious in the short term, but something is already predictable.

For the possible future, the old man does not know whether to be happy or worried. If you are not in her position, you can't let it go in the end.

Qin Tian supervised the auspicious day, and on this day, the white flags of the entire Bianliang City were hung high, and the streets were lined with solemn armor soldiers.

After the funeral, Qin Tianjian Fu chose the auspicious day of the zodiac, and Zhou Ji officially ascended the throne and changed the Yuan Shenwu.

So on the seventh day of the first month of the first year of Shenwu, Quan Zhisui, Xi, Lan and other states made Han Shu lead the troops to clash with the commander of the Xiliang front, and the wolf smoke was repeated, and the war spread.

At the same time, Zhou Xu, who had just ascended the throne in the capital for five days, issued several edicts in a row, using many main fighters, and several ministers in the political hall originally had the intention of disobedience, and even threatened to resign, but Zhou Xuan was approved one by one, so far, except for the Yushitai who had a lot of complaints, no one dared to speak.

However, in this way, the entire court was also made into a miasma, and Zhou Ji was determined to implement his own set, and when he was angry, he was a little biased and biased.

In the competition between the emperor and the ministers, the spring breeze blew the green Jiangnan and thanked the plum blossoms.

An old man named Du Xian set off for the north.