Chapter 976: Li Yang Emperor's Master, the Emperor Joins the Game with His Own Body, and Dominates the Nineteen (Yesterday's Chapter, Supplemented)

In a teahouse on the street not far from the west gate of Tai'an City, Zhang Yide was almost embarrassed by Huang Longshi's words "loyal Gu Jiantang".

He never thought that the slap in the face would come so quickly. He just said that Gu Jiantang was loyal, but he didn't expect that he would contact the rebels for a bowl of dumplings. And if you count it, Gu Jiantang and Cao Changqing must have been in contact a long time ago. Is this Liyang's right-hand man?

However, Zhang Yide did not laugh at the crusade against Gu Jiantang, but remained silent, because if you really count it, he, Zhang Yide, privately met with the King of Beiliang, which was not loyal.

"Gu Jiantang!"

Xu Xiao's eyes showed a look of reminiscence. He was naturally familiar with Gu Jiantang. If it weren't for the special circumstances, it should be Gu Jiantang who was originally granted the title of Beiliang as a king of a different surname.

Among the four famous generals of the Spring and Autumn Period of the older generation, Ye Baikui of the Great Chu was the most correct in using troops. He fought more than 70 battles in his life, and never lost a single one. However, he lost only one battle, the Battle of the West Wall, and lost everything.

Wang Sui, the son-in-law of the Eastern Yue, was always able to turn decay into magic, and was good at using strange troops. He was always unexpected. He could win battles that he couldn't win, but he could also lose battles that he couldn't lose, and his losses made his opponents feel puzzled. Therefore, he had the greatest talent but the lowest achievement.

Xu Xiao's personal strategy was the worst, but he was strong and resilient. He fought again and again after repeated defeats. No matter how he was defeated, he could always revive, even if he was dead. Therefore, the Xu family's army was always united, and this was the last laugh.

Gu Jiantang was not as good as Ye Wang in both strange and correct aspects, but he was better in using troops without any shortcomings. Therefore, while he achieved brilliant results on the battlefield in his life, he only lost small battles and never suffered a big defeat.

Compared to Xu Xiao, who had eight hundred veterans leave Liaodong very early, Gu Jiantang entered the Spring and Autumn Period a little later, and finally only achieved the merits of two countries, while Xu Xiao achieved the merits of six countries.

Most of the military strategists, historians and strategists in the Liyang court felt that Gu Jiantang's military skills were not inferior to Xu Xiao, but he lost because "Xu was early and Gu was late, and Gu was not in the right time."

"Little Prince, this is the seal of the Confucian saint of my Zhang family, the jade seal that symbolizes the fortune of Confucianism."

While Xu Xiao was still reminiscing, Zhang Yide had already taken out a small wooden box with simple carvings from his arms, and inside it lay a square jade seal, which was the jade seal that symbolized the fortune of Confucianism. Qi Jiajie used this magic weapon when he asked Xu Xin about the sword that day.

"Not bad!"

Xu Xin took the jade seal in his hand and weighed it, his eyes seemed to accidentally sweep across the street corner, his eyes flashed, but he did not do it in the end.

"Young eunuch? This guy is very patient!"

Xu Xin looked at the shadow of a big tree, where a figure could be vaguely seen on the ground. There should be a person standing on the other side of the tree, but because of the tree's obstruction, he did not meet Xu Xin.

Xu Xin threw the Confucian seal in his hand and played with it, waiting quietly, but after waiting for a long time, he did not wait for something more interesting. In the end, he could only end it hastily, let Zhang Yide go back, and observe Gu Jiantang for a while.

After this night, Xu Xin and others left the city and rested for two days. Three days passed in a flash. Tai'an City sent envoys early in the morning to welcome Xu Xin and others into the city to participate in the enthronement ceremony.

……

"Is it time?"

As the morning bell rang, Yuan Pu, who was still a Huangmen Lang in the Hanlin Academy of the capital, looked up and looked in the direction of the west gate with mixed emotions in his eyes.

There were many notes written on the desk in front of him, densely packed.

"If a man is brave and rude, he will break the ban; if a scholar is brave and righteous, he will cause chaos in the country."

"There are three things that a scholar does not care about: managing his family without self-cultivation, governing the country without managing his family, and pacifying the world without governing the country."

"The words public and private are the gate between people and ghosts."

"People's hearts are fickle, not the fault of the world."

...

He wrote a lot of words last night and thought about a lot of things.

When footsteps sounded outside the room, the oldest Huangmen Lang in the Hanlin Academy stood up and straightened his clothes.

On this day, Yuan Huangmen, who was made a laughing stock by countless "Hanlin" in the Hanlin Academy, sat on the welcoming carriage and finally entered the palace and arrived at the residence of the Zhao family emperor.

After seeing the half-mute Yuan Huangmen, Liyang Emperor Zhao Dun hurriedly bowed and said, "Hello, sir."

Who in the world can bear this bow from the emperor?

Of course, it is the real imperial teacher of Liyang, Yuan Benxi.

Yuan Benxi, the military advisor of the old emperor Zhao Li.

After Zhao Li's death, the Eight Dragons fought for the throne. He supported the current emperor Zhao Dun to sit on the throne.

The mastermind of the White Clothes Case.

Promoted Zhang Julu.

Secretly ordered the Northern Liang King to resign.

Framed the Jiaodong King Zhao Sui.

Suggested that the Northern Liang prince be accepted as the imperial consort.

Imprisoned Gu Jiantang in the position of Minister of War for eighteen years.

Suggested that the prince Zhao Kai take the bottle to the Western Regions.

Internally, he used Confucianism and Legalism, and on the surface, he worshipped Taoism and denounced Buddhism.

Let the emperor call himself a puppet.

Li Yishan of Northern Liang made 67 moves.

There is only Yuan Benxi in the world.

This is an unparalleled patriot, who is mature and calculated many things.

But unfortunately, he will die today.

He has calculated his own death. As long as the little prince of Northern Liang enters Tai'an City, he, Yuan Benxi, will die. But Yuan Benxi did not run away. Instead, he was ready to use his own life to arrange the last game.

"Sir, are we really going to go that far?"

Emperor Zhao Dun couldn't help but ask again.

"Your Majesty, things have come to this..."

Yuan Benxi shook his head, and Zhao Dun sat dejectedly on the dragon chair. It was not until the eunuch's whispered reminder sounded outside the room that Emperor Zhao Dun remembered that today's grand court meeting was crucial.

Emperor Zhao Dun sat on the throne and left. Before leaving, he ordered the eunuch who reminded him to be killed. He said too much...

"Your Majesty, as an emperor, you must also take responsibility..."

Yuan Benxi looked at the direction where Zhao Dun left, silently grabbed a handful of chess pieces, and said to himself again: "I will enter the game with my body, and I hope I can succeed..."

The true imperial teacher of Liyang sighed, walked out of the room, and walked towards the grand court meeting that he had not been to for a long time.

...

Today's grand court was undoubtedly a grand court meeting. The kings entered the capital, and the vassal states in various places also expressed their opinions.

When the sky was dark and bright, countless people who got up early, with complicated feelings, entered the imperial road from the Gaomen Mansion and slowly poured out of the imperial city gate.

Liyang's chief minister, the Zhang Party led by the blue-eyed Zhang Julu, the Gu Party led by the general Gu Jiantang, the leaderless remnant party, the collapsed Qing Party...

These are just rough divisions on the surface, and the inner part is the intricate and complicated Prince Party, the Foreign Relatives Party, the Hanlin Huangmen Party, the Imperial Academy Party, the Censor Party, the Enyin Party, the New Scholar Party, some of which are deeply rooted and enduring, or are declining.

No one dares to say that he can get along with everyone in this big mud pond where all kinds of people are mixed, not even the chief minister Zhang Julu.

The gate of the imperial city is closed and has not yet been opened. More than a thousand people who are qualified to enter the court have stood in their respective positions one after another. In the past, at this time, they would greet each other politely and discuss things. There are also slippery people who mix in multiple circles and talk.

But today, most officials felt a sense of thunderstorm coming, and they held their breath and concentrated, being extremely quiet, not daring to form "cliques" anymore, and were all keeping silent, waiting for the kings to come.

Perhaps soon, Tai'an City will welcome a new owner, and even change the surname and dynasty.