Chapter 355 Chaos in the Capital

In the past few days, many ministers controlled by King Liang have repeatedly impeached King Jing, accusing him of disregarding the law and imperial power, privately mobilizing soldiers who defend the frontier, and even embezzling military rations. Both crimes and punishments.

However, there was not only one voice in the court, the Marquis of Pingyang tried to protect King Jing, claiming that he was definitely not a rebellious person regardless of the integrity, and there must be deep meaning in his actions.

What is the deep meaning, King Liang knows it well, but there are countless ministers in the court, and the emperor is even countless. The letter sent by King Jing to the capital was intercepted by King Liang, the pigeon died, and the messenger died.

No one in Prince Jing's residence received the news, and naturally no one in the palace knew the reason, so it was only up to him to impeach him.

The Marquis of Pingyang tried to protect King Jing, and immediately got the second opinion from Taifu Xu. Taifu Xu retorted that the person who impeached King Jing had ulterior motives, and took advantage of King Jing's distance from the capital to create troubles. After returning to Beijing, he will clarify everything and then discuss it.

Taifu Xu and Marquis of Pingyang never took part in the struggle of the court, but this time they stood behind Prince Jing uncharacteristically and supported Prince Jing. What does this mean? This shows that in the hearts of the two of them, there is already a choice of a wise monarch, and their attitude today will be the attitude of the future when the court discusses the reserve.

King Liang has been silently watching the progress of the situation, his fingers clenched into fists, his brows frowned, and his face gloomy.

With the power of Wujixiang, he captured the lives of many courtiers. No matter whether the courtiers were willing or not, they would always sacrifice their lives for him. However, the sum of all these courtiers may not be worth a single rebuttal from Marquis Pingyang and Taifu Xu. Word.

Sure enough, after Pingyang Hou and Xu Taifu objected to the impeachment, the originally ugly emperor showed a little gratified smile, waved his hand to order him to retreat, and said that everything would be discussed after Prince Jing returned to Beijing.

This is obvious connivance and protection. However, who can say that the emperor indulged his son?

Neither can King Liang, no matter what he thinks in his heart, but he is Prince Jing's fourth brother.

However, will King Liang admit defeat?

Obviously not!

Zhu Yan left Beijing, far away from the court, and devoted himself to the Pingtung refugees. He had no time to think about other things at the moment. This is an opportunity, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. As long as everything is a foregone conclusion, what if he returns to Beijing?

The capital city is full of turmoil, dark and surging.

Zhu Yan stayed in Pingtung, and together with Yuan Qiu and others camped in a refugee camp outside Pingtung County. It has been more than a month, the plague has been brought under control, and the number of people dying from the plague every day has been greatly reduced. Those with mild symptoms have already recovered, and some with severe symptoms are still being recuperated. The food and grass brought from the army is almost exhausted, but there is no news from the capital.

He felt uneasy, his father was always kind, if he got a letter from him, he would definitely respond, and he would definitely send food and troops, but after more than a month, there was no news at all, he began to doubt, Did the souvenir he sent from Pingtung actually reach Father Huang?

After Xia Yuanqiu inspected the patient's military tent, he saw Zhu Yan standing alone under the tree from a distance, his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was deeply concerned.

She walked up to him, patted his shoulder lightly, and said with a smile, "What are you thinking?"

He tilted his head, his delicate face under the sun was as beautiful as a dream, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, his eyes were as warm as spring, and he pulled her to sit on the grass beside him. He looked in the direction of the capital and sighed: "The military general After all, there is no news from the father, this is not the usual style of the father, I doubt—"