It rained lightly and sparsely, wetting the armor of the king's soldiers. After www.biquge.info the fire of the Jinluan Palace, the Wu army in the Jinling Palace died or surrendered, and the war generally ended, and the desperate resistance of the sporadic Wu soldiers looked a little tragic and desolate in the rainy morning.

There is no imperial palace that is not stained with blood, and the same is true of Jinling Palace. It's just that today there is a lot of bloodshed.

Wang Shi officially took over the city, inspected the neighborhoods, restored order in the city, and cleaned up the corpses on the streets. Although the rain made the soldiers' errands a little more difficult, it also helped a lot, at least the blood stains were cleaned more easily. Moreover, although the battle was over and the soldiers were inevitably tired, the joy of the great victory lingered in the hearts of every soldier, and they were not afraid of the already small cool spring air.

The 50,000 Wu soldiers in Jinling City have been constantly consumed and replenished for half a year, and this number is still generally maintained, and the fierce battle of one day and one night, nearly half of the Wu army has suffered casualties, but at present, most of them still choose to surrender. Under the supervision of the soldiers of the royal division everywhere, the armor was disarmed and disarmed, and the royal division escorted him out of the city, and temporarily placed in the military camp to take care of it—the same was true of the Wu army in the palace.

In the rain and fog, there is a strange silence in Jinling City, there are no soldiers who break into the people's homes to loot, and there are no ruffians who dare to take the opportunity to be traitors, every household is closed, only the king in black robes and black armor patrols the streets and alleys, is on duty, and escorts prisoners.

As it approached noon, the light rain grew heavier, and Li Congjing asked the soldiers who had extinguished the fire in the Jinluan Hall to withdraw and let the rain extinguish the fire.

The fire has been burning for two hours, even if Li Congjing has not yet entered the palace to see, he also knows that the Jinluan Palace will almost become a ruin, as for Xu Zhihe in the fire, I am afraid that there are no bones left - to some extent, Li Congjing would rather Xu Zhihe turn into ashes than see his body burned into a charred curled up appearance, that is not a hero or a hero, should be seen.

The eunuchs, palace maids, attendants, sergeants, and officials in the palace were constantly escorted out by the king's soldiers, including Song Qiqiu, Xu Jue, Chen Jue and others. The soldiers did not bind them, and in the eyes of the soldiers, these characters who had been in the sky before did not have any threat at this time, or they were no longer afraid of what chaos they would make. Although Song Qiqiu and others were still wearing the official robes of Wu State, they had lost their official bearing, their spirits were sluggish, their bodies were rickety, and they were full of a sense of doomsday.

Li Congjing saw them outside the imperial city gates.

"Meet His Royal Highness the Prince." Under the supervision of the armor soldiers, Song Qiqiu, Xu Jue, Chen Jue and others bowed down on the cold and damp ground.

Li Congjing didn't help them, nor did he let them kneel and not get up, but said lightly to Song Qiqiu: "Mr. Song, don't come to harm." ”

The place to bow down is not a muddy floor, the ground is paved with stone slabs, but the robe is still inevitably stained, Song Qiqiu said to Li Congjing standing in front of the Jinling neighborhood: "Several generations of monarchs and ministers of the Wu State have worked hard for decades, this Jinling, this Huainan, after all, still made wedding clothes for the prince." ”

Li Congjing said calmly: "Mr. Song is here to remind the palace that you have also contributed to this land?" Mr. Song rest assured, those who have merit will be rewarded, and those who have faults will be punished, and the merits and demerits of you and even all Huainan officials and generals will definitely not be wronged by Datang's own officials. ”

Song Qiqiu couldn't speak, so he had to lean over and bow again.

Li Congjing waved his hand and asked the soldiers to take Song Qiqiu and the others down and hand them over to Wei Dao and others who were dealing with the aftermath.

Looking at the imperial city of Jinling in the rain under the big umbrella, Li Congjing knew that Jinling bid farewell to the old era ruled by the Xu family today, and ushered in a new era of returning to the rule of the Li family.

In the end, Li Congjing still walked into the Jinling Imperial Palace, which could no longer be called the imperial palace at this time, because the Wu State no longer existed, and this was no longer the imperial palace of the Wu State.

It was Ding Hei who held up the big umbrella for Li Congjing, Meng Songbai had been released to lead the troops, and now Ding Hei succeeded him as the commander of the guards of the sixth rate of the East Palace. Li Congjing walked slowly, like a sightseeing tourist, and like walking into his own back garden, and suddenly said to Ding Hei: "What do you think of the scenery in this courtyard?" ”

Ding Hei also followed behind Li Congjing, his eyes that had been through vicissitudes of life were now more and more clear, "There is nothing special, there is no difference from ordinary official eunuchs." ”

Li Congjing couldn't help but smile, "What you said is good. The courtyard here is indeed no different from that of ordinary eunuchs. He glanced back at Ding Hei, "You martial idiot's head is now getting more and more bright, and you can even talk a lot." ”

Ding Hei said hesitantly: "Follow the prince around, I don't dare to lose the prince's face." ”

Soon after, Li Congjing met the families of Yang Pu and Xu Zhihe in a palace, and the latter was probably escorted here during the tense war. Xu Zhihe and Yang Pu are different from Dai Tian, and their families will naturally not get along well, but at this time, they are under the centralized care of Wang Shijiashi, and they can only curl up together, crying and sobbing.

Li Congjing glanced twice, ready to give two orders at will, and sent these people away, since ancient times, they have become kings and defeated criminals, and these people will naturally be filled into the workshop in the future, men are slaves, women are prostitutes, and they have been like this for generations, and they will never be able to turn over.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he saw a group of warblers and warblers, a woman in a beaded crown and scarlet dress stood out from the crowd, although she bowed her head and sobbed pear blossoms with rain, her face was slightly haggard, and her hair bun was slightly messy, but when she occasionally looked up and glanced at Li Congjing in fear, she showed a stunning and beautiful face, with pink ears and apricot cheeks, and her face like peach blossoms.

The general who took care of these people was Meng Ping, and when he saw Li Congjing look at the woman twice, he stepped forward and whispered, "This is Yang Pu's queen Wang clan." ”

Li Congjing nodded, signaling that he understood.

"The prince spares his life! Beg the prince to spare his life! At this time, one of the young men with a weak crown climbed out with a quick step with both hands and feet, kowtowed to Li Congjing again and again, and his face was full of tears, "Prince Rende, please spare your life!" ”

Meng Ping said to Li Congjing again: "This is Xu Zhihe's eldest son, Xu Jingtong. ”

Li Congjing knew that in the past, Ge Sanniang and Su Hongsleeve of the Military Intelligence Department opened the Splendid Pavilion in Jinling, in order to take advantage of Xu Zhihe's strategy of using troops in Jianghuai, this Xu Jingtong "helped a lot".

Xu Jingtong, that is, Li Jingtong, the later lord of the Southern Tang Dynasty and the father of the later lord Li Yu.

Thinking of this, Li Congjing's brows wrinkled slightly unconsciously, Meng Ping would be wrong when he saw this, thinking that Li Congjing was dissatisfied with Xu Jingtong's trouble, so he immediately stepped forward, and pressed his hand on the handle of the knife, his eyes were murderous.

Meng Ping's move immediately caused Yang Pu and Xu Zhihe's family members to shrink back in panic, their eyes widened in horror, and Xu Jingtong froze there, forgetting to make a move.

"Let go of the palace and be demoted to a commoner." Li Congjing didn't want to embarrass these people who had nothing to rely on, and turned around and left the hall.

When he arrived at the door, Li Congjing saw the dilapidated Jinling City in the rain, many houses were destroyed in the war, and said to Meng Ping, who followed him: "Demolish the palace, gather all kinds of timber materials in front of the imperial city, and distribute them to the people of Jinling free of charge, so that they can rebuild their homes." ”

"Yes!" Meng Ping promised.

After Li Congjing left the palace and stayed at the Prime Minister's Mansion, he convened the generals and officials to discuss the meeting on the same day, and preliminarily finalized the plan for the reconstruction, management and subjugation of other prefectures and counties in Jiangnan West Province.

"Prisoners in the army are allowed to unload their armor and return to the field, and if there are those who are willing to continue to serve in the army, they will be used on the merits."

"The soldiers of the Wang Division were divided into a part to help the people of Jinling rebuild their houses, so as to bring the people of Jinling back to their hearts as soon as possible."

"Spread the twelve states in the south of the Yangtze River that were originally under the jurisdiction of Yang Wu, and ordered the local assassins and county orders to immediately go to Jinling to meet them, and assign Wang Shi to take over the defense of the important cities."

"Set up Jiangxi Province in Jiangnan, take over the military and political affairs of Jiangnan West Road, and write to the imperial court on this matter."

After discussing these matters, Wei Dao suddenly asked, "What should be done with King Yue's army?" ”

Qian Yuanqian has 50,000 soldiers and horses, and he is still stationed outside the city at this time, Li Congjing smiled slightly when he heard this, "You and I don't have to worry about this matter, Qian Yuanjun should worry about it." ”

Qian Yuanqian was indeed very worried about this matter, and when he heard that Li Congjing had stayed in the former Prime Minister's Mansion, he quickly ran over to ask for a meeting. He had seen with his own eyes the power of the artillery used by the Wang division in the attack on Jinling and the hand-grenades used in street battles, and he was now worried about the abnormality.

"In this battle, the king of Yue first conquered Changzhou, and then helped the king to break through Jinling, with outstanding merits, he was really a model of good ministers, and the court intended to add the king of Yue as the king of Wu Yue, this time the war ended, to congratulate the king of Yue." Li Congjing smiled when he said this, and his face was very friendly, but this great news fell on Qian Yuanjing's ears, but it made him lose the excitement and excitement that he would have earlier.

After a few hesitations, Qian Yuanqian finally left his seat and bowed, and after thanking him, he asked Li Congjing seriously, "Qiantang is narrow and has few people, and it is really hard to raise an army of 50,000, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince thinks that how many soldiers and horses are suitable in Qiantang?" ”

Qian Yuanqian was so upright, Li Congjing was naturally very pleased, but he still had to be coy on his face, "This is King Yue's business, King Yue thinks it is as suitable as it is, where do you need to say more from this palace?" ”

Where did Qian Yuanqian dare to be lazy, and said tentatively: "Don't hide it from the prince, after returning this time, I plan to disarm 10,000 ......" secretly observed Li Congjing's eyes, but saw that Li Congjing was not satisfied at all, so he couldn't help but add more, "Fifteen thousand? ”

Li Congjing slowly picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, "If King Yue thinks that Qiantang needs more than 30,000 soldiers and horses to garrison, then he needs more than 30,000. ”

Qian Yuanqian looked at Li Congjing's expression, and he was clearly saying that 30,000 was too much, and he couldn't help but slander you for being really fucking black-hearted, but he had to hurry up and say: "Think about it carefully, this campaign, Qiantang consumes too much money and food, where can you afford to raise more than 30,000 soldiers and horses, at most half of it." ”

Li Congjing smiled at this time and exclaimed: "King Wu Yue is really a virtuous person of the country, and this palace has not misjudged anyone." ”

Qian Yuanjun secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and felt aggrieved, after all, the 25,000 soldiers and horses said that they were gone, but when he heard Li Congjing call him the King of Wuyue, he was finally a little relieved, and said: "Serve the country loyally, Yuan Qian does not dare to have reservations, the prince is clear." ”

After sending Qian Yuanqian away, it was getting late, and after Li Congjing had eaten, he was sent to the backyard by Ding Hei to rest. Walking into the door, Li Congjing was about to slipper, when suddenly a figure floated out of the spurs, kneeling in front of Li Congjing's feet, stretching out a pair of white and delicate hands like jade, and putting them on his boots.

Look at it, isn't this the queen I saw in the palace today?

"Meng Ping, you straight thief!" Li Congjing secretly scolded Meng Ping in his heart, and was about to withdraw his foot and kick Queen Wang out, when he saw Queen Wang biting her lip and raising her head, her eyes were already full of clear water and about to overflow, pleading, worried, shy, and helpless looked pitiful, and her peach-like face was beautiful.

Li Congjing stretched out his feet again.

This is a genuine queen-level supreme service, don't be in vain.

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