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Chapter 787 Lord Hou is sick and disabled (47)

Right now, the situation in the court is extremely unstable.

The personnel in the DPRK and China have changed a lot, and there are also snowstorms, hunger and cold in the north, and Japanese pirates and floods in the south... The foreign barbarian spies knew this and even launched an attack!
The barbarians in the west continued to press down on the border, and the emperor was furious, and sent his most trusted new general.

That man was also selected from the champion of martial arts. It is said that he has both civil and military skills, comparable to Xie Jinglan who was in the limelight back then. The emperor was also full of confidence in him, and ordered [-] soldiers and horses to go west.

Never thought.

But half a month later, that person had just arrived at the border with few people, and was killed in front of the city by the vanguard of the barbarians. He will no longer be there. The [-] army was instantly leaderless, and they were beheaded by the barbarian army one after another.

This dynasty lost two cities in a row, the mountains and rivers were broken, and countless people were displaced. They also had a lot of complaints about the current emperor. For a while, the emperor's people's hearts fell a lot.

The emperor was furious, and he wanted to send available people, but found that there was no one available!
Blame himself too.

Since the current emperor ascended the throne, he has a lot of thoughts, and has always adhered to the purpose of supporting civil servants and suppressing generals. Now the few remaining generals under his command have been sent to suppress chaos in all directions, but no matter whether the rioters in the north or the inevitable Japanese pirates are not good To deal with it, it cannot be suppressed in a short period of time, and naturally there is no manpower to spare.

That day, the emperor of the court was furious: "What use do I need you people?! Now that the country is in crisis, you are only talking about it here. You are really a bunch of fools!!"

All the courtiers below bowed their heads, not daring to say a word.

Who knows, the scarcity of military generals in court today is not caused by the emperor alone?

for a long time.

When most of the emperor's anger had been vented, the young prime minister came out suddenly, "Your Majesty, I have someone to recommend, which may stop the barbarian chaos in the west."

The emperor still trusted the commoner prime minister whom he had single-handedly picked up, and his tone became a little better: "Who is it?"

"Marquis Cheng En, thank you Jinglan."

hiss--

There was silence.

"Prime Minister Liu, are you joking?"

"Yeah, who doesn't know that Marquis Cheng En is no longer good at martial arts, and he is just a useless person. Sending him to the front line? That is disregarding the world and the common people!"

"Even if you don't think about Xie Jinglan, you have to think about the future of the common people!"

"Aren't the cities attacked by the barbarians the same cities that Xie Jinglan and his husband lost? Liu Xiang, don't you mean to make amends? But Xie Jinglan today is not what he used to be!"

"Yeah yeah……"

Everyone thought that what the young prime minister was talking about was a fantasy, and they saluted the emperor one after another.

"This matter is of great importance, Your Majesty, please think twice!"

"Please think twice, Your Majesty!"

"Please think twice, Your Majesty!"

Hearing the words, the emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, and a gleam of light suddenly appeared in the eyes that seemed a little chaotic because of his age.

Send Xie Jinglan to quell the chaos?
With his current appearance, it may be impossible to bring peace to the chaos. Then if something goes wrong at that time, he may be able to guess the bottom of the last bit of the reputation accumulated by the Chengenhou Mansion over the past century. This can be regarded as completely eradicating a serious problem!
He is the Lord of the world.

As long as you sit comfortably on the dragon chair, as long as the prosperous capital is still there, what about the loss of a few cities and hundreds of thousands of lives?

University scholar Su Liangqin is indeed the person who knows the emperor's heart best. When the emperor didn't angrily refuse at first, he saw what he meant.

During this period of time, the emperor was very wary of him, and Su Liangqin could feel it, but the current emperor is seriously suspicious, and he suffers from the fact that he has no way to solve it. If the focus can be shifted, both the emperor and Xie Jinglan will suffer...

Thinking of this, he walked forward, "I think Liu Xiang's plan is feasible."

Su Liangqin is a highly prestigious academician who has been in the court for many years. When he said these words, he was different from the commoner prime minister.

For a while, no one refuted, all the officials just looked at him like an emperor.

Su Liangqin began to explain the various benefits:
"Although Cheng Enhou is not in good health and is not good at conduct, he is a former general after all. In the past, Enhou and his family are all generals. He has been familiar with military formations since he was a child. Arranging troops is also possible."

"I think, even if Marquis Cheng En wanted to die, he would definitely want to die on the battlefield like his father and brother, instead of being confined to a room or on a sick bed!"

"Furthermore, the cities that were used as strongholds when the barbarians attacked were exactly what the old Marquis Cheng En lost. Xie Jinglan didn't want to take them back, but now that the country is in danger, which soldier would not want to take up arms? Guard your homeland!"

The emperor has been displeased with the academician for a while, but he has to say that he is an old fox after all. Today's words are careless, and they also fall on the emperor's heart.

"Well said!" The emperor looked at him, "So how many soldiers and horses does Su Aiqing think is appropriate to send there?"

Su Liangqin bowed:
"It is rumored that Marquis Chengen's family used soldiers like gods, and General Jiang (the unlucky one who died) had already led [-] troops to the past, and now the other three sides of the country are also facing enemies. , [-] soldiers and horses are enough."

Hearing this amount, the prime minister who made the suggestion at first also gasped, "Your Majesty—"

Thirty thousand...

There were tens of thousands of barbarians attacking. In the last battle, General Jiang was directly defeated. The soldiers and horses led by him were killed or died.

This number sounds nice, but it is actually sending Xie Jinglan to die!
The emperor interrupted directly, "Su Aiqing is right."

"Someone-"

"According to my decree, Xie Jinglan, Marquis of Cheng'en, is ordered to be the Great General of Pingxi. He will lead [-] soldiers and horses to the western border to kill the barbarians. He is about to retake our country's territory!"

As soon as the imperial decree came out, everyone knelt down and worshiped.

"Your Majesty Shengming."
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In less than half an hour, the eunuch delivering the decree stepped into the threshold of Marquis Cheng En.

Today, Xie Jinglan was dressed in white clothes, her ink-splashed black hair was pulled up casually with only a jasper hairpin, and that ferocious face was once again hidden under the silver face.

Looking at it from a distance, it feels a bit like a fairy, but when it gets close, it feels cold all over.

The eunuch wanted to be domineering, but seeing his appearance, he didn't dare to make too much of a fuss. Now Xie Jinglan's legs are disabled and he can't kneel down. The emperor is kind enough to allow him to sit in a wheelchair to receive the imperial edict.

This time, it seems to have a bit of condescending meaning.

After the eunuch finished reading the script, the faces of all the guards changed, except Xie Jinglan himself, who didn't show any emotion on his face.

He stretched out his hand to take the Dao Ming's yellow decree, which represented the supremacy, but there was a kind of indifferent sneer in his eyes, and his words were still cold.

"Sir, please follow the imperial decree."

(End of this chapter)