Xiao Tian pushed open the carved wooden door and stepped out with a cane.

Ma Hong wanted to help, but she waved his hand and refused.

The ministers bowed their heads.

The closest to the door was Wang Xiang.

followed by the military generals of the second rank and above.

A stout veteran fell to his knees with his head down, apparently trying to suppress his emotions and calm himself down.

That was originally a guard of Ping'an City, named Li Xingwu, who was almost at the age of Zhishi.

But it was he who led the army to kill the pursuers on the way south, and fortunately survived, but he also witnessed with grief the heads of his comrades dragging the heads of his comrades on the horsetails of the Northern Barbarian pursuers, shouting and chasing arrogantly.

But he could not turn around and rush into the midst of the enemy soldiers in a fit of rage, and he would be with his comrades with his life.

Because in front of him is the hope and faith of the whole country.

Xiao leaned into a small body, and his movements were inconvenient, so he walked extremely slowly, knocking on the smooth ground with his crutches, making a regular and slow "tuk-tuk" sound, which was even heavier in the silent hall.

The military general who had just helped knelt down in silence as Xiao Tian passed by.

Gradually, as Xiao Tian continued to walk forward, more people knelt down.

She looked left and right, and could tell that many of the kneeling down were Beichen, brothers and sisters who had escaped all the way.

Suddenly, the image of the first day she entered Nanding City appeared in her mind.

The gloomy sky pressed against the gray city wall, the rickety body was all dressed in plain clothes, the carriage slowly drove into the city gate, and the silent followers followed the silent and bowed their heads, and the ministers who fled south were full of dust.

Tuk, tuk, tuk.

Xiao Tian finally walked to the door of the hall and glanced at the ministers standing outside the hall.

More people knelt down.

Xiao Tian suddenly had a moment, and seemed to understand why Fu Mingyi hurriedly traveled north, but he did not arrange for her a close minister who could stand by her side like him and stabilize the government, the Son of Heaven.

Coincidentally, today is also a cloudy day.

Xiao tilted his cane and turned around, and saw that the ministers in the hall had already knelt all over the ground, and Ma Hong and Mingxiu were also kneeling at the door of the inner hall.

If it weren't for a few people speaking for Fu Mingyi, she really didn't know how to deal with it.

Wang Xiang obviously couldn't count on it.

"Yesterday, what happened to me in the South School Field, Zhongqing probably already knows."

Her career always seems to be being put to the test.

"If there's anything I don't know, I can tell you. First, I received a 'letter of state' from the north, which seemed to say that I would exchange Taifu for a number of hostages in Daxiao. However, the prime minister told me that this could only be regarded as a private letter. ”

She found that her eloquence had improved dramatically since she had done this job, and in just a few months, she had probably said more than she had said in the years she had been in the hospital.

"Second, the messenger stabbed me with a knife, because Jiangzhou City refused to let the people of Daxiao who fled north of Xiaoshui enter the city, and I was pointed at by this person and scolded the 'Dog Emperor'."

Xiao Tian didn't know whether these two things were suitable or not in the court.

Anyway, she didn't have a professional education on "how to be a good emperor", and the only Taifu who could teach her was not around.

She had nothing to rely on anyway, and now she had to act with the spirit in her chest, hoping that at least she could have some luck.

Wang Xiang didn't expect Xiao Tian to be so frank, and when he contacted the few actions of this little emperor after Fu Shuyi went north, he had always been able to think and strategize, but he couldn't see through this one a little.

He was just about to find a suitable word to show his loyalty, but he heard the little emperor speak again.

"I heard the words of the Emperor of the People's Republic of China. Taifu's work, let's ignore it for the time being. I am still at a young age, and I still need the prime minister, and the Taifu and the secretary Kuangfu can also be helped. Not to mention the hostages stranded in the northern capital, even the people north of Xiaoshui, regardless of the royal family or civilians. ”

Xiao Tian was sorting out his thoughts and speaking, speaking a little slowly, sometimes with a short pause.

"I only asked," her voice gradually raised, but it still had a composure that did not match her age, "are they, like you, my people of the Great Xiao?" ”

The pitch was like thunder on the ground, and there was an echo that swirled outside the hall within the top four.

Isn't it?

The people of the Great Depression!

After a short silence, someone replied loudly, "Yes!" ”

So they all said in unison: "Yes!" ”

"Zhongqing, who came to Nanhua from the north with me, your relatives and family businesses are all in the northern capital, one person for a hundred, your relatives still have a chance to reunite, why do you want to fight with them, don't want to do so?"

Xiao Qian pointed to the people who had just said that the replacement was suitable.

They lowered their spines a little.

"General Lee! Your children and grandchildren are all in the Northern Capital, maybe they are struggling to survive under the cry of the Northern Barbarians, and the day is precarious, why are you against it, but you are unwilling?! ”

Some people secretly rejoiced, secretly thinking that the little emperor meant to agree to change people.

As soon as the poor General Li calmed down, he was questioned so loudly by Xiao Tian, he couldn't help crying bitterly, his blood was surging, he couldn't control his head to grab the ground, and cried loudly: "The minister is unwilling, it's not that the minister is unwilling!" The minister is reluctant to ......"

Many people listened uncomfortably, and their heads and necks trembled.

Xiao Tian couldn't bear it, but he couldn't help it, his eyes looked up, and his hand unconsciously rubbed the uneven carvings on his crutches.

"The descendants of the ministers are the ministers are sorry for them, they may have died, it is the sin of the ministers......" He cried bitterly, blaming himself to the extreme.

"But even if they all survive, they can all be lucky enough to come to Nanhua, but there are only a few people, and they can only avoid the pain of one minister. But if Taifu survives, Taifu is in the court, he can live hundreds of people, thousands of people, and avoid the pain of tens of thousands of people! ”

"The minister is old and useless, but the Taifu is using it. If the minister can replace the Taifu to send him to death, there is no other word! But the minister doesn't have that ability, the minister is not, it's not that the clan subjects who don't want to be trapped and suffer return to Xiaoshui in the south, it's just ...... It's just that...... Your Majesty, the national crisis is at hand, and it is the time to employ people, where is there a second Fu Shuyi in the world, Your Majesty! Your Majesty! ”

Inside and outside the hall, there was a choked sound in the throat.

Fu Shuyi's weight, in the hearts of these northern ministers, is unspeakable.

Wang Xiang's face changed, his fists clenched in his sleeves, and the little pain that had just arisen from Wang Ming's death gradually disappeared in this strength.

Both Shengyu and He Shengliang.

Wang Xiang's mind was racing, and he bowed to the ground and was silent.

Xiao Tian looked around and said for a while: "Where is there a father who doesn't care about his children and grandchildren." With a private letter to me, whose source is not yet clear, you really have the idea of exchanging the Taifu for a number of hostages, and if you replace the Taifu here, how should you deal with yourself? ”

Xiao Tian walked back slowly, and when he stood beside Wang Xiang, he said to the ministers who were kneeling on the ground: "Xiao Xiao, although you are forced to retreat from Nanhua and look at Xiao Shui, but a hundred years of wind and bones, is it to teach you to give in and retreat like this?" The cavalry of the Northern Barbarians crushed your backs, couldn't they? ”