Chapter 1: Bad old man is very bad
In the seventh year of Yuanjia in the Great Zhou Kingdom, winter.
In the afternoon, in the south of Changdan City, Kyoto, there was a five-in-one house with four large gilded characters written on the plaque at the main entrance: Yue County Prince's Mansion.
In front of the street at the entrance, six carriages with curtains were arranged in a row, filled with various gold, silver and jade artifacts, antique calligraphy and paintings, and precious jewelry.
The seventeen-year-old Prince Zhao Yan, wearing a brocade robe, walked lazily to the door, lifted up his waist, and looked like a playboy.
He is about to run away.
Half a year ago, Zhao Yan, a newly graduated master of economics, accidentally penetrated his soul into the King of Zhouyue, who had the same name as him, and integrated most of his memories.
The Prince Yue, whose parents died early, inherited the title of Prince four years ago. Unfortunately, when he was traveling to the lake, he fell into the water and died of fright. Zhao Yan, a modern man who died suddenly after working overtime, penetrated his soul.
As a human being in his second life, Zhao Yan naturally had to live comfortably.
Although he has no system, he can't make a series of essential items such as soap, glass, perfume, fine salt, spirits, steel, cement, etc., nor does he carry sweet potatoes, corn seeds, thermal weapons, etc. with him.
But he is very satisfied with his current identity as time travelers.
The King of Liberty is a power, money, land and house.
The key is also appearance.
There are also plenty of wonderful times to do whatever you want.
When you are eighteen years old, marry another beautiful girl you like, and you can spend your life happily.
But now, he is leaving Changdan City.
The Great Zhou Kingdom was a dynasty similar to the Great Song Dynasty. Its business prosperity was emphasized, and it was the paradise for the scholar-official class, and it was a hotbed for corrupt officials to incubate.
Half a month ago, the Northern Mongolian Iron Cavalry broke through the six prefectures of Dazhou and reached the mouth of the Yellow River.
Once the Yellow River freezes, the Northern Mongolian Army will march straight into the imperial capital Changdan City.
The Black Khan in the West, Goryeo in the East, Vientiane in the South, and Silim in the Southwest have also increased its troops on the border, and it is possible to cross the border and start war at any time!
Originally, Zhao Yan had not thought about running away. After all, the elite troops of the Great Zhou, the 80,000 Shence Army had rushed to the mouth of the Yellow River a few days ago.
If you fight 80,000 and 30,000, your chances of winning are quite high.
But just three days ago, he heard a news.
Five princes of the Great Zhou were captured by the Northern Mongolian Army.
There are only five princes in the Great Zhou Kingdom. In order to compete for the position of crown prince, these five stupid princes all went to the mouth of the Yellow River. Everyone thought that they could turn the tide with a three-inch tongue and build a great achievement!
I never thought that I was taken down in one fell swoop.
When Zhao Deyang, the emperor of the Great Zhou, who was already weak, heard the news, vomited three feet of blood in the Chuigong Hall and fainted directly.
And just yesterday, a painting called "Five Child Kneeling and Worshiping Picture" was introduced to Changdan City.
The paintings are not very good, but the content makes the whole Zhou Dynasty go crazy.
In the painting, the five princes with signatures of Dazhou were shirtless, lined up and knelt on the ground, while the young commander of Northern Mongolia, Ergu, stood with his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky.
I have to say that Ergu is a fierce man, and his operation is quite slutty.
According to conventional rules, even if the prince of an enemy country is captured, he must be treated with the courtesy of a prince. This is an unwritten rule, and the face of the royal family should not be lost.
But this Ergu was trying hard to slap the Great Zhou Kingdom in the face.
For the Great Zhou, which governs the country with etiquette, face is above everything else. Such humiliation is tantamount to digging people's ancestral graves, which is extremely shameless.
Once this picture is released, there is no possibility of peace talks between the two countries.
Shortly after Zhao Deyang woke up, he saw this painting. Then he vomited blood and fainted again. It is hard to say whether he could survive.
The emperor was critically ill and the prince was captured, and the enemy could attack the imperial city at any time.
This is obviously the rhythm of destruction of the country.
Zhao Yan was unwilling to become a prisoner like the Jingkang shame in history books.
While it is still safe now, you will naturally run as far as you can.
Just as Zhao Yan was about to get on the carriage, three sedan chairs were parked in front of his mansion.
Three old men wearing plain cotton jackets walked out of it.
"Are you Zhao Yan, the Prince of Yue?" A tall and thin old man in the lead looked at Zhao Yan and said.
Zhao Yan nodded slightly and asked, "What are you?"
"Xiao Jingye."
"Yang Xinghuai."
"Kong Moshan."
Although Zhao Yan, the idle prince, knew very little about the names of court officials, he was well-known when he heard these three names.
The Secretariat of the Secretariat was a political affairs officer, and the Minister of Literature Xiao Jingye.
Privy Councilor Yang Xinghuai, general of the Privy Councilor.
There is also the Sansi Province, the Sansi Envoy Kong Moshan, known as the Minister of Finance.
The Great Zhou implemented administration, military and wealth, and these three old men gathered together, which was almost equivalent to the entire court.
Immediately, Zhao Yan invited the three of them into the lobby of the house.
Xiao Jingye waved and drove away the maid next to him and closed the hall door.
Then, the three giants of the court walked up to Zhao Yan, and without saying a word, they immediately knelt down.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three big sounds were made in a row.
Zhao Yan couldn't even hold on to his speed and force.
Zhao Yan scratched the back of his head, looking confused. Even if he celebrated the New Year, he would not be able to give him such a gift according to his identities, not to mention that he did not prepare a red envelope in advance!
The tall and thin old man, Wen Xiang Xiao Jingye, said with a melancholy expression: "Your Highness, Your Majesty has passed away at noon this day. The five princes were captured and humiliated by kneeling down and bowing. They are no longer suitable to become the new king. However, the country cannot be without a king for a day. Only Your Highness is left in the royal family. Therefore, the old minister begs His Highness to ascend the throne tomorrow."
"According to...According to the throne? Let's not joke, I'm not the reason to be an emperor at all!"
Zhao Yan shook his head repeatedly.
A few days ago, Zhao Yangang read a book about the "Daily Records of the Emperors" by the Great Zhou Kingdom.
The emperors of the Great Zhou Dynasty were extremely high-risk occupations.
The average lifespan of the nine emperors in front of Zhao Deyang was 35 years old, and the average daily sleep time was less than three hours.
He reviewed 78 memorials at night and was fainted by the censor 23 times a year.
He was impeached by his ministers 42 times and basically had a tendency to be depressed.
Although Zhao Deyang lived to be 42 years old, he has always been known as the most diligent emperor and has definitely higher overtime work.
And now the military situation is in critical condition, and if you don’t do it well, you will become the king of the country that will be destroyed.
Zhao Yan didn't want to take the blame. After his untimely death, he would be scolded by later generations for thousands of years.
"Those three might as well think about whether Your Majesty made any beautiful mistakes outside the palace when he was young. Maybe there are children among the people!"
After Zhao Yan finished speaking, he was about to escape.
But the moment he raised his foot, the gray-haired Wu Shuai Yang Xinghuai was as rich as a ball of wealthy fortune, and he was holding one of Zhao Yan's legs.
"Your Highness, the fate of my Great Zhou is all about you. If you do not ascend the throne, all the surrounding prefectures may rebel!"
"Your Highness, as a descendant of the Zhao family, you have the responsibility to restore the Great Zhou Dynasty. I believe you will definitely become the sage king of the ages!"
"Your Highness, if you do not ascend the throne, my Great Zhou will be in chaos. Do you have the heart to see the people displaced, and my Great Zhou will be divided into pieces?"
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The three old men, who were nearly 200 years old, were crying and tearful, and wiped Zhao Yan's body.
Zhao Yan looked disgusted. If he didn't agree, his pants would be pulled off.
I had to say helplessly: "Okay, okay, I will listen to you all, okay?"
Hearing this, the three giants stood up instantly, took a long breath, and quickly tidied up their clothes and returned to their usual demeanor.
A moment later, Zhao Yan got on the carriage to the palace.
In addition to him, there are three giants in the carriage.
They were afraid that Zhao Yan would run away, one sat on the left side of Zhao Yan and the other sat on the right side, while the Wushuo Yang Xinghuai was sitting across the door of the car.
Three pairs of eyes looked at Zhao Yan without blinking.
At this moment, the stone in the hearts of the three giants fell slightly.
If the country is destroyed without even finding the new emperor, then the three of them will be completely nailed to the forefront of the pillar of shame in history. Now that Zhao Yan is present, even if the country is destroyed, the new emperor will be the first to take the blame.
Chapter completed!