Chapter 158: What Do You Think, King Xuan?
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Seven years ago, Beidi's army of three hundred thousand warriorrs invaded Zhengyang Pass and was repelled by the Meng family's army. In that battle, the former King Xuan was killed, Meng Yuan was seriously injured, and He Yuanshan, the general of Beidi, was also shot and killed.
It was a general knowledge that the two sides have lost most of their troops and lost their generals.
Therefore, after the war, the two warring nations signed a ten-year peace treaty, stipulating that the two countries would not go to war with each other for ten years, and they would recuperate.
Now, there were still three years before the ten-year contract, but Bei Di unilaterally tore up the contract, and an army of hundred thousand attacked Jinyang Pass. The Dasheng defenders were caught off guard, and Licheng was overran by the Beidi army overnight.
When the news came, he was shocked. Emperor Ming was frightened and angered, but he could not afford to go to court because of his illness. He could only weakly issue an imperial decree on his sickbed.
The reason why Emperor Mingde abandoned the eldest prince Meng Tianluo and chose the third prince Meng Tianjue to temporarily manage the empire was naturally related to the matter of King Rong.
King Rong intended to rebel and was imprisoned in the sect's mansion for life, and Meng Tianluo, who had always been close to King Rong, was naturally implicated.
Although Meng Tianluo repeatedly cried in front of Emperor Ming that he was used by Uncle Rong because of his lack of knowledge, Emperor Ming always had a thorny image of him in his heart. Therefore, since King Rong was imprisoned, the life of the eldest prince Meng Tianluo had not been easy.
In the early morning, the solemn Jinluan Hall was full of brilliance and splendor. Meng Tianjue sat on the high dragon chair, his complexion was white and slightly feminine, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes were very secretive. When he saw Meng Yuan, who was sitting firmly on the wheelchair, with a cold and expressionless face, an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes.
"The emperor is still ill. According to the holy will, while the emperor is recovering from illness, the empire is temporarily represented by this king. Now that Jinyangguan was in an emergency situation, what can we do, lords?" sounded the voice of king Tianjue.
"His Royal Highness King Tianjue, compared with Zhengyang Pass, Jinyang Pass has long been weakly guarded and has insufficient troops. I think the Beidi people must have already discovered this information, so they chose to start from Jinyang Pass. However, if Jinyang Pass is broken, the consequences are equally unimaginable. Therefore, this old minister thought that we must send reinforcements immediately to solve the urgent need at the border." The first to respond was the old and white-haired Taishi Wen.
But obviously this was nonsense. Who didn't know that the top priority now was to send troops to support Jinyangguan guards immediately, but the question was who to send to lead the troops?
Meng Tianjue nodded, "Taishi Wen's words are reasonable, but who do you think is more suitable to lead the reinforcements?"
The civil and military officials whispered to each other for a while, and after a while, Yao Chong, the minister of households who was standing in the left row, came out of the queue, and replied in a loud voice, "This minister thinks that King Xuan is the most suitable candidate."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall turned their attention to Meng Yuan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, arrogant and cold.
If King Xuan's legs were not damaged, he was of course the best candidate to do his part. Who didn't know that in terms of fighting against Bei Di's army, if Xuan Wang's mansion claimed the second place, then no one would dare to claim the first.
However, now that King Xuan's legs were disabled and he could only walk in a wheelchair, how could he lead his troops on an expedition to kill the enemy?
"Master Yao is old and confused. King Xuan is not good enough now and can only rely on a wheelchair. How can he still be a suitable candidate?" Fan Yushi always spoke straight and showed no mercy.
"Leading troops to go on an expedition does not necessarily have to go on the field to kill the enemy in person. Even if it is bad, for King Xuan, sitting in the middle of the army tent, he can still strategize and win thousands of miles." Yao Shangshu responded with a defiance to Fan Yu historical's cynicism.
Following the argument between the two, the rest of the civil and military officials also began to discuss, and for a while, there was a buzzing noise in the Golden Palace Hall, making it extremely noisy.
"Quiet." Meng Tianjue said loudly. Seeing that it was not an option to keep arguing like this, he directly asked Lord Shoufu, Master Lu Hengshan, for his opinion. "I wonder what Master Lu thinks?"
Lu Hengshan stroked the long grey beard on his chin, pondered for a moment, then bowed his body and said to Meng Tianjue, "King Tianjue, I think that what Master Yao said has some truth. There are not many generals in Sheijing these days. The other generals are all guarding the border gates, except for King Xuan, I really can't find any more suitable candidates, but King Xuan's legs are not in use..."
Lu Hengshan glanced at Meng Yuan, who was sitting on the wheelchair, watching with cold eyes, and sighed.
As the head and assistant, Lu Hengshan had always been conscientious, hardworking, and dedicated to the public. What he said was the truth. There were indeed very few military generals in Sheijing now. Originally, General Wuwei Feng Ze was a good candidate. Unfortunately, he heard a few days ago that he had offended the emperor and was severely beaten by a hundred slabs, and he still couldn't get out of bed.
Since Lord Shoufu said so, everyone no longer had unnecessary disputes. Seeing this, Meng Tianjue turned to Meng Yuan, who had been silent, and asked, "I don't know what King Xuan think of all this?"
Meng Yuan's cold eyes slowly glanced at the people present, and snorted coldly, "What if this king doesn't agree?"
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Seven years ago, Beidi's army of three hundred thousand warriorrs invaded Zhengyang Pass and was repelled by the Meng family's army. In that battle, the former King Xuan was killed, Meng Yuan was seriously injured, and He Yuanshan, the general of Beidi, was also shot and killed.
It was a general knowledge that the two sides have lost most of their troops and lost their generals.
Therefore, after the war, the two warring nations signed a ten-year peace treaty, stipulating that the two countries would not go to war with each other for ten years, and they would recuperate.
Now, there were still three years before the ten-year contract, but Bei Di unilaterally tore up the contract, and an army of hundred thousand attacked Jinyang Pass. The Dasheng defenders were caught off guard, and Licheng was overran by the Beidi army overnight.
When the news came, he was shocked. Emperor Ming was frightened and angered, but he could not afford to go to court because of his illness. He could only weakly issue an imperial decree on his sickbed.
The reason why Emperor Mingde abandoned the eldest prince Meng Tianluo and chose the third prince Meng Tianjue to temporarily manage the empire was naturally related to the matter of King Rong.
King Rong intended to rebel and was imprisoned in the sect's mansion for life, and Meng Tianluo, who had always been close to King Rong, was naturally implicated.
Although Meng Tianluo repeatedly cried in front of Emperor Ming that he was used by Uncle Rong because of his lack of knowledge, Emperor Ming always had a thorny image of him in his heart. Therefore, since King Rong was imprisoned, the life of the eldest prince Meng Tianluo had not been easy.
In the early morning, the solemn Jinluan Hall was full of brilliance and splendor. Meng Tianjue sat on the high dragon chair, his complexion was white and slightly feminine, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes were very secretive. When he saw Meng Yuan, who was sitting firmly on the wheelchair, with a cold and expressionless face, an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes.
"The emperor is still ill. According to the holy will, while the emperor is recovering from illness, the empire is temporarily represented by this king. Now that Jinyangguan was in an emergency situation, what can we do, lords?" sounded the voice of king Tianjue.
"His Royal Highness King Tianjue, compared with Zhengyang Pass, Jinyang Pass has long been weakly guarded and has insufficient troops. I think the Beidi people must have already discovered this information, so they chose to start from Jinyang Pass. However, if Jinyang Pass is broken, the consequences are equally unimaginable. Therefore, this old minister thought that we must send reinforcements immediately to solve the urgent need at the border." The first to respond was the old and white-haired Taishi Wen.
But obviously this was nonsense. Who didn't know that the top priority now was to send troops to support Jinyangguan guards immediately, but the question was who to send to lead the troops?
Meng Tianjue nodded, "Taishi Wen's words are reasonable, but who do you think is more suitable to lead the reinforcements?"
The civil and military officials whispered to each other for a while, and after a while, Yao Chong, the minister of households who was standing in the left row, came out of the queue, and replied in a loud voice, "This minister thinks that King Xuan is the most suitable candidate."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall turned their attention to Meng Yuan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, arrogant and cold.
If King Xuan's legs were not damaged, he was of course the best candidate to do his part. Who didn't know that in terms of fighting against Bei Di's army, if Xuan Wang's mansion claimed the second place, then no one would dare to claim the first.
However, now that King Xuan's legs were disabled and he could only walk in a wheelchair, how could he lead his troops on an expedition to kill the enemy?
"Master Yao is old and confused. King Xuan is not good enough now and can only rely on a wheelchair. How can he still be a suitable candidate?" Fan Yushi always spoke straight and showed no mercy.
"Leading troops to go on an expedition does not necessarily have to go on the field to kill the enemy in person. Even if it is bad, for King Xuan, sitting in the middle of the army tent, he can still strategize and win thousands of miles." Yao Shangshu responded with a defiance to Fan Yu historical's cynicism.
Following the argument between the two, the rest of the civil and military officials also began to discuss, and for a while, there was a buzzing noise in the Golden Palace Hall, making it extremely noisy.
"Quiet." Meng Tianjue said loudly. Seeing that it was not an option to keep arguing like this, he directly asked Lord Shoufu, Master Lu Hengshan, for his opinion. "I wonder what Master Lu thinks?"
Lu Hengshan stroked the long grey beard on his chin, pondered for a moment, then bowed his body and said to Meng Tianjue, "King Tianjue, I think that what Master Yao said has some truth. There are not many generals in Sheijing these days. The other generals are all guarding the border gates, except for King Xuan, I really can't find any more suitable candidates, but King Xuan's legs are not in use..."
Lu Hengshan glanced at Meng Yuan, who was sitting on the wheelchair, watching with cold eyes, and sighed.
As the head and assistant, Lu Hengshan had always been conscientious, hardworking, and dedicated to the public. What he said was the truth. There were indeed very few military generals in Sheijing now. Originally, General Wuwei Feng Ze was a good candidate. Unfortunately, he heard a few days ago that he had offended the emperor and was severely beaten by a hundred slabs, and he still couldn't get out of bed.
Since Lord Shoufu said so, everyone no longer had unnecessary disputes. Seeing this, Meng Tianjue turned to Meng Yuan, who had been silent, and asked, "I don't know what King Xuan think of all this?"
Meng Yuan's cold eyes slowly glanced at the people present, and snorted coldly, "What if this king doesn't agree?"
Seven years ago, Beidi's army of three hundred thousand warriorrs invaded Zhengyang Pass and was repelled by the Meng family's army. In that battle, the former King Xuan was killed, Meng Yuan was seriously injured, and He Yuanshan, the general of Beidi, was also shot and killed. It was a general knowledge that the two sides have lost most of their troops and lost their generals. Therefore, after the war, the two warring nations signed a ten-year peace treaty, stipulating that the two countries would not go to war with each other for ten years, and they would recuperate.Now, there were still three years before the ten-year contract, but Bei Di unilaterally tore up the contract, and an army of hundred thousand attacked Jinyang Pass. The Dasheng defenders were caught off guard, and Licheng was overran by the Beidi army overnight.When the news came, he was shocked. Emperor Ming was frightened and angered, but he could not afford to go to court because of his illness. He could only weakly issue an imperial decree on his sickbed.The reason why Emperor Mingde abandoned the eldest prince Meng Tianluo and chose the third prince Meng Tianjue to temporarily manage the empire was naturally related to the matter of King Rong.King Rong intended to rebel and was imprisoned in the sect's mansion for life, and Meng Tianluo, who had always been close to King Rong, was naturally implicated.Although Meng Tianluo repeatedly cried in front of Emperor Ming that he was used by Uncle Rong because of his lack of knowledge, Emperor Ming always had a thorny image of him in his heart. Therefore, since King Rong was imprisoned, the life of the eldest prince Meng Tianluo had not been easy.In the early morning, the solemn Jinluan Hall was full of brilliance and splendor. Meng Tianjue sat on the high dragon chair, his complexion was white and slightly feminine, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes were very secretive. When he saw Meng Yuan, who was sitting firmly on the wheelchair, with a cold and expressionless face, an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes."The emperor is still ill. According to the holy will, while the emperor is recovering from illness, the empire is temporarily represented by this king. Now that Jinyangguan was in an emergency situation, what can we do, lords?" sounded the voice of king Tianjue."His Royal Highness King Tianjue, compared with Zhengyang Pass, Jinyang Pass has long been weakly guarded and has insufficient troops. I think the Beidi people must have already discovered this information, so they chose to start from Jinyang Pass. However, if Jinyang Pass is broken, the consequences are equally unimaginable. Therefore, this old minister thought that we must send reinforcements immediately to solve the urgent need at the border." The first to respond was the old and white-haired Taishi Wen.But obviously this was nonsense. Who didn't know that the top priority now was to send troops to support Jinyangguan guards immediately, but the question was who to send to lead the troops?Meng Tianjue nodded, "Taishi Wen's words are reasonable, but who do you think is more suitable to lead the reinforcements?"The civil and military officials whispered to each other for a while, and after a while, Yao Chong, the minister of households who was standing in the left row, came out of the queue, and replied in a loud voice, "This minister thinks that King Xuan is the most suitable candidate."As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall turned their attention to Meng Yuan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, arrogant and cold.If King Xuan's legs were not damaged, he was of course the best candidate to do his part. Who didn't know that in terms of fighting against Bei Di's army, if Xuan Wang's mansion claimed the second place, then no one would dare to claim the first.However, now that King Xuan's legs were disabled and he could only walk in a wheelchair, how could he lead his troops on an expedition to kill the enemy?"Master Yao is old and confused. King Xuan is not good enough now and can only rely on a wheelchair. How can he still be a suitable candidate?" Fan Yushi always spoke straight and showed no mercy."Leading troops to go on an expedition does not necessarily have to go on the field to kill the enemy in person. Even if it is bad, for King Xuan, sitting in the middle of the army tent, he can still strategize and win thousands of miles." Yao Shangshu responded with a defiance to Fan Yu historical's cynicism.Following the argument between the two, the rest of the civil and military officials also began to discuss, and for a while, there was a buzzing noise in the Golden Palace Hall, making it extremely noisy."Quiet." Meng Tianjue said loudly. Seeing that it was not an option to keep arguing like this, he directly asked Lord Shoufu, Master Lu Hengshan, for his opinion. "I wonder what Master Lu thinks?"Lu Hengshan stroked the long grey beard on his chin, pondered for a moment, then bowed his body and said to Meng Tianjue, "King Tianjue, I think that what Master Yao said has some truth. There are not many generals in Sheijing these days. The other generals are all guarding the border gates, except for King Xuan, I really can't find any more suitable candidates, but King Xuan's legs are not in use..."Lu Hengshan glanced at Meng Yuan, who was sitting on the wheelchair, watching with cold eyes, and sighed.As the head and assistant, Lu Hengshan had always been conscientious, hardworking, and dedicated to the public. What he said was the truth. There were indeed very few military generals in Sheijing now. Originally, General Wuwei Feng Ze was a good candidate. Unfortunately, he heard a few days ago that he had offended the emperor and was severely beaten by a hundred slabs, and he still couldn't get out of bed.Since Lord Shoufu said so, everyone no longer had unnecessary disputes. Seeing this, Meng Tianjue turned to Meng Yuan, who had been silent, and asked, "I don't know what King Xuan think of all this?"Meng Yuan's cold eyes slowly glanced at the people present, and snorted coldly, "What if this king doesn't agree?"
