Chapter 1260: Moving the Capital (2)

Wu Nian's voice fell.

There was silence in the tent. Someone showed joy and looked excited. Someone looked puzzled.

Cao Hua, the attendant, came out of the ranks, bowed his hand and said, "King." Before the court discussed. There are ministers who write to the king and enter the emperor's throne. But the king excused himself on the grounds that the country was small and the people were outnumbered. ”

"Why are you in such a hurry now?"

"The capital of Chu is still in the hands of the state of Chu. There are more than 100,000 people guarding the bears and our army, the Beijing camp, etc. ”

Approval is all approval.

As long as he is not a fool, he will not disobey Wu Nian in the matter of being the emperor.

But doubts are also really doubts.

Wu Nian shook his head with a smile and said, "This time, that time." ”

"The establishment of the Han State outside the Guanguan by the widows is in the eyes of the Central Plains people. The widow is a barbarian, and he is in a corner of peace. The name of King Han is enough. ”

"But now that it's already in the customs. That's not enough. The widow must be the emperor of the Han Dynasty. can justify the name and compete with the Chu Emperor for the world. ”

"You have to be the emperor quickly."

"As for Chudu. The widow believed that it would not be long before Emperor Daojun could not hold on and abandoned the city and fled. After all. If the outnumbered army, occupied Hebei. He couldn't escape. ”

Speaking of this, a sneer appeared on Wu Nian's face.

As long as Emperor Daojun does not escape, it is not so easy for him to occupy Hebei.

But did Emperor Daojun dare not run away?

Although Chu Du is still in the hands of Emperor Daojun now, he has already won the victory.

"Yes." Cao Hua understood, and bowed down to retreat. Immediately, the ministers drafted the decree and sent people to the gates.

The Han Dynasty moved its capital.

..........

Chudu.

Everywhere the gates were tightly closed. Xiong Wuwu's 80,000 elite horse infantry army completely took over the city defense. On the city wall, there are many soldiers.

His soldiers are indeed elite and a little nervous, but morale is high.

The men and horses of Jingying, who were supposed to be responsible for the defense of the capital, became auxiliary soldiers instead. They roamed the city, looting anything they could use and carrying it to the walls as supplies for the defense.

There is also the collection of iron tools, which are melted to make weapons and armor.

Martial law has also been imposed in the city. It is open for a period of time every day, so that people can go out to buy food, salt and other daily necessities.

At other times, whoever dares to move in the city will be treated as a detail.

Kill!

The city was filled with an air of trepidation.

The people are fine. Although many people believe that Wu Nian is three feet tall, has a waist circumference, and likes to eat human flesh, some people do not believe it.

If the Han soldiers enter the Chu capital, it may still be a good thing.

But the powerful, the family, etc., are in a mess.

Once the Han army invaded the Chu capital, their status, privileges, wealth, and even their lives would be in vain.

Therefrom.

Two voices rang out in the city.

One is to advocate sticking to the Chu capital and calling on the soldiers of the Central Plains to protect King Qin.

One is to advocate taking advantage of the fact that Baoding and Zhengding have not yet been lost. Hurry up and let Xiong be guarded without me, leave Chu State, and move the capital to Nanjing.

Hebei doesn't want it. Let's guard the place south of the Yellow River and confront the Han State.

Although there is no great unity. But there is a pattern of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and it is in a corner of peace.

About this matter.

The imperial court has gone through many discussions, but there is no result.

Morning.

The sun shines down on the tiles of the palace, showing the majesty of the palace.

Inside the Temple of Nourishing the Heart.

Emperor Daojun was wearing a dragon robe, wearing a crown of golden wings, his eyes were dark, and his eyes were bloodshot, describing him as haggard.

Below are important ministers of civil and military affairs.

However, it is not fully staffed.

Quite a few people are sick and take time off.

Chen Zhangyuan, the first assistant of the cabinet, came out of the ranks, bowed to Emperor Daojun and said, "Your Majesty." Now the Han army is attacking in all directions. There is not much time left for us to go south. ”

"I thought. The capital should be moved immediately. ”

"There's no time to wait."

"The minister seconded the proposal."

"The minister also seconded the proposal."

Many officials and nobles stood up, and the voice of moving the capital was very loud for a while.

A few people turned pale. Xiong Wuwu stood up, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed three times to Emperor Daojun, and the sound was clanging. By the time he looked up, his forehead was already red.

His face was covered with pleading, and he said, "Your Majesty." Please trust Your Majesty. The minister will definitely be able to hold the capital. Please also ask Your Majesty to trust in the ministers of the world. ”

"As long as the soldiers and horses from all walks of life in the Central Plains go north to Hebei, they will definitely be able to hold on to the Han army."

"The bear has no self. If you say you can keep it, will you be able to hold it? You even gave up Shanhaiguan. ”

"yes. If there were Shanhaiguan, the Han army would be nothing. And you gave up Shanhaiguan. Now they say that they will hold the capital. You're kidding Your Majesty's life. ”

"Your Majesty. Please don't take my word for it. Please Your Majesty order the relocation of the capital as soon as possible, it is urgent to do so. ”

Many officials and nobles criticized Xiong Wuself. They wanted to leave Chudu, leave the land of right and wrong, and flee to the south.

Hebei is terrible.

The Han army outside the city was terrible.

Must run.

Xiong Wuself couldn't argue, so he could only keep kowtowing and praying, and gradually blood came out of his forehead.

Emperor Daojun was also a little moved when he looked at him. But after thinking about it for a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "My decision has been decided." Moved the capital to Nanjing. ”

"General Bear. You're in charge of the guards. ”

"The Cabinet is responsible for moving the capital."

"Your Majesty is wise."

Many officials and nobles were immediately overjoyed and bowed down one after another to praise Emperor Daojun.

That's right. Let's run.

Xiong Wuwu and a few ministers turned pale, raised their heads and looked at Emperor Daojun in disbelief.

Emperor Daojun looked at the gazes of these people and felt like he was on pins and needles, so he waved his sleeves, stood up and turned to leave. The eunuch beside him hurriedly followed.

The ministers also quickly left.

In the end, only Xiong Wuwu was left kneeling, alone, very pitiful.

A quarter of an hour passed. Xiong Wuwu let out a long sigh and stood up, but because he had been kneeling for a long time, his legs were numb and he almost fell to the ground.

"The kingdom is dying. There will be loyal servants. It's time for me to catch up. Xiong Wuwu smiled bitterly, shook his head and turned around, and left the Heart Cultivation Hall full of gloom.

After leaving the palace, Xiong Wuwu returned to his yamen and immediately entered the state of work.

The matter has come to this point, and there is only one way to go to the dark.

You can't leave your burden alone.

The matter of moving the capital is of great importance to any country.

Even in peacetime, it takes a lot of deliberation.

Not to mention the wartime.

Now it is better to say that it is to move the capital, and it is difficult to say that it is difficult to hear. It can also be said that the state of Chu has fallen.

It's like the Northern Song Dynasty becoming the Southern Song Dynasty.

Is that still the Great Song Dynasty?

No matter how hard it is, it has to be done.

Xiong Wuself formulates all aspects of things, which is very decent.

His army of 80,000 horses and infantry did not fall into chaos because of this.

The day passes, and the night falls.

After eating dinner, Xiong Wuwu dragged his tired body and planned to go to sleep.

It's so tiring.

He felt like he would be able to fall asleep when he got into bed. That's when it happened. A personal soldier walked in from outside, bowed to Xiong Wuself and said, "General." King Jin asks to see him. ”

"Huh?" Xiong Wu, I think it's very strange, it's night, and the king of Jin, the prince, came to find himself, the general.

When Xiong Wuwu saw King Jin, he gasped even more.

The dignified King of Jin went out without any guard of honor. There were only ten followers.

King Jin was also dressed in civilian clothes, and he looked as if he was an ordinary outsider.