Forced to Ascend the Throne after Transmigrating

Emperor Jingwen couldn’t help but feel worried on such an important occasion.

At first, the queen thought that Emperor Jingwen had taken a fancy to one of the dancers, but it turned out not to be the case.

Following Emperor Jingwen’s line of sight, the Queen only saw the Ninth Prince.

…Damn it, why is it the Ninth Prince again!

The Queen couldn’t help but say, “The Ninth Prince is interested.”

First he quarreled with the envoy, and now he seems obsessed with singing and dancing. Isn’t he interested?

The queen couldn’t understand why the emperor liked such a superficial son.

Upon hearing this, Emperor Jingwen just hummed and didn’t even look away, his perfunctory attitude no longer so obvious.

The queen suddenly became extremely embarrassed.

After the dance, Ye Shuo looked away with a lingering look.

He was told that the ancient songs and dances were truly unique. Modern dance was unrestrained, while ancient dance was implicit, combining strength and tenderness. They each had their own merits. Moreover, this was a state banquet, so one could imagine how high the level was.

Another thing is that my cheap dad does have a high level of aesthetic taste. Even if the dancers’ looks don’t conform to current trends, they are still beautiful.

And beautiful things always make people stop and look.

Ye Shuo was enjoying the feast for his eyes, but when he turned around, he saw that his stepfather looked weird.

Well, he must have been pissed off by the envoy.

Thinking of this, Ye Shuo left Luanqing Palace and returned to Qiuwu Palace, where he fell asleep without any psychological burden.

Soon Emperor Jingwen was forced to give up thinking about this matter. After all, his son was still young, and the matter of sending envoys was imminent.

Emperor Jingwen thought that once the Shenbi crossbow was unveiled, the envoy from Beiting would have some thoughts in mind, which would save him and his ministers from having to worry about it.

This was indeed the case at the beginning. Huyan Jue was indeed very afraid and he did not make any more provocative remarks during the meal. He did not even eat a few bites of the food in front of him.

But after returning to the inn, Huyan Jue thought more and more that this was not the case.

Hu Yanjue is now in his forties, the same age as Emperor Jingwen. He came to the Great Zhou when he was young, when the previous emperor was still in power. The attitude of the people in the Great Zhou at that time left a very deep impression on Hu Yanjue.

Soft, especially soft. At that time, the Great Zhou was extremely weak from top to bottom.

Even if they won the battle, it was the same. They had to marry princesses, pay indemnities, and cede land. Huyan Jue still remembered that they had no food in Beiting at that time, so they marched south to massacre seven cities of Da Zhou. At that time, Da Zhou’s first reaction was not anger or hatred, but weakness and fear.

The soldiers of Beiting are tall and mighty. One of them is almost as good as two of Da Zhou. Every man in Beiting is brave and cruel by nature. How could Da Zhou possibly win under such circumstances?

Therefore, the late emperor was already three points weaker before he even started the battle.

In the eyes of the late emperor, the lives of the people were not as important as his own safety. As long as he could keep things peaceful, it didn’t matter even if he had to sacrifice some things.

And the most shameful thing back then was not this, what was the order to allow Beiting to bring swords into the palace? The late emperor even asked his own daughter, a princess, to dance in public when the envoys came, in order to please the brutal Beiting people.

The princess did not return home that night, and committed suicide after returning from the inn the next day.

As to whether she really committed suicide or was forced to do so, no one knows now.

Because the princess died in an inglorious way, the late emperor directly removed her name from the imperial genealogy. Until now, the princess doesn’t even have a name.

At that time, Huyan Jue was still young, even less than 20 years old. He experienced all of this personally and was extremely shocked at the time.

It turns out that a country can be so weak.

Later, the Duke of Zhen rose to power and took back the seven cities, and Beiting gradually became less presumptuous.

But once an impression is left, it is difficult to erase. No wonder that after so many years, when Beiting was short of food again, the first thing that came to mind was the Great Zhou.

Emperor Jingwen was only the crown prince at that time. Unlike the crown prince today, his situation was much more difficult than that of his son.

The late emperor preferred the sons of his favorite concubines and did not like Emperor Jingwen. However, because Emperor Jingwen had been designated as the crown prince since the day he was born and because of opposition from court officials, the late emperor did not touch him.

One can imagine what kind of life Emperor Jingwen, who was less than twenty years old, led. He was not much better than the princess. He was just a toy that was manipulated at will.

Therefore, even though Emperor Jingwen has a tough attitude now, Huyan Jue is still thinking about the Crown Prince who was forced to drink at the banquet and could not resist, and had to force a smile and could not show it even when he was drunk.

Huyan Jue was still young at the time and was at the end of the team. In addition, he was not very conspicuous, so Emperor Jingwen did not recognize him this time.

Huyan Jue knew his limits and didn’t dare to mention this matter.

After all, other things he did were just tests at most. If he dared to expose the shortcomings of the current emperor in public and point out the most unspeakable pain of the emperor, then the fight would not stop until his death.

Huyan Jue came here with a mission, not to seek death.

For the above reasons, Huyan Jue still did not believe that the Great Zhou would really dare to take action.

“It’s just bluffing.” Huyan Jue made this judgement after calming down.

How strong can a country be if it has no backbone?

Soon, Huyan Jue’s fear of the magic arm crossbow gradually dissipated. As long as Da Zhou did not really take action, he would not be able to restrain his contempt for him.

“There are still six days left. Let’s wait and see.”

The incident of the envoy from Beiting was a secret in the palace, and Ye Shuo had no idea about it. He even thought that he had already displayed his weapons and everything was stable. But…

When Xing Yucheng came on the fourth day, he was so full of complaints that he couldn’t control himself at all.

It must be no small matter to make this person so angry, so Ye Shuo subconsciously asked a few questions.

You won’t know the result until you ask. Once you ask, Ye Shuo almost gets angry to death.

“What? Those people haven’t stopped yet?”

“Not only has it not stopped, it has simply intensified. At first, they were just picking on people in the post house, but later on, they started to harass the people. Taking people’s things without paying has become the norm.”

During the exam preparation period, Xing Yucheng came out one day, thinking of joining in the fun, but he ended up seeing such a scene, and he almost got pissed off to death.

“…They didn’t get beaten even after this?” Ye Shuo looked incredulous when he heard this.

No way, no way, this is the Great Zhou, our own territory, how can we be bullied by people from other countries? ?

“I wanted to call.” Xing Yucheng lifted up his clothes, looking depressed.

“I really can’t beat him.”

Beiting was sent to the Great Zhou, a long journey. They were afraid of encountering danger at such a long distance, so they must have chosen some masters. How could ordinary people be the opponents of that group of people?

Xing Yucheng was weak, so he could only be beaten?

Looking at the scars on Xing Yucheng’s body, Ye Shuo, who was already very angry, became even more angry.

Xing Yucheng hesitated for a while, and finally whispered: “Your cousins ​​wanted to take action, but they were quickly stopped…”

Among all the nobles in the entire Shangjing City, in terms of numbers and physique, only my grandfather’s family could defeat the other side.

But the problem is that the other party is an envoy. If Beiting takes the opportunity to send troops, the current Zhen Mansion cannot bear the crime.

Ye Shuo knew what was going on, so he remained silent.

“…No, this is too fucking cowardly! I really can’t stand it!” Not only were the common people bullied, but his study partner was also beaten. After thinking about it over and over again, Ye Shuo really couldn’t swallow this. He tossed and turned, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He sat up from the recliner with a jerk.

Xing Yucheng came here to curse people and to vent his anger. After all, his father and mother at home had always told him not to cause trouble. Xing Yucheng couldn’t hold it in any longer, so he had to come to the palace to complain to the Ninth Prince. Unexpectedly, the Ninth Prince actually planned to settle the score with them in person.

Xing Yucheng was caught off guard by his action.

After realizing what was happening, Xing Yucheng hurried to catch up.

He also didn’t expect that the usually lazy Ninth Prince would be so impulsive. If the Ninth Prince really had a conflict with the group of envoys because of his words, Xing Yucheng would probably blame himself to death.

“Your Highness, calm down! Calm down!”

“Don’t be so impatient. This matter should be considered carefully.”

Xing Yucheng was just like everyone else, with too many concerns and too many things to consider, but the problem was that people had bullied him right at his doorstep, and it was clear that they had no intention of saving any face for Da Zhou.

Long-term planning, long-term planning, bullshit!

Damn, we should fight now!

Ye Shuo took a deep breath, his eyes heavy: “If we win the battle and it’s like this, I dare not think about it, what will happen if we lose.”

Will it be oppression, slaughter, or even massacre?

“The blood of the soldiers was truly shed in vain at that time.”

What good is it for a country to be powerful without backbone? A country that is not a country is nothing but a joke.