Behind him, Zhuo Jing held a roll of bright yellow silk and walked over. Mo Xiuyao casually took it and looked at it. Without even opening it, he casually threw it down and said, "Feng San, read it!"
Feng San, who was originally still drinking with Zhang Qilan, jumped up from the ground. His beautiful red clothes flipped in the air, and like a red cloud, he landed in the center of the hall. In his hand, he was holding the bright yellow silk.
"Mo Jingqi is muddle-headed and tyrannical, framing loyal people. As an emperor, he does not care about the stability of the country. First, he colluded with the enemy country to plot against the late Prince Ding Mo Xiuwen, causing the late emperor to die at the border. Tens of thousands of innocent Mohist army died. Then, he colluded with the enemy country to kill the Mohist army and I. Da Chu State's imperial family and the Mohist army have a grudge against each other for killing their father and brothers, and then for framing and slandering them. The Mohist army has been loyal to the Da Chu State for generations. Today, they have suffered such humiliation and hatred, causing their ancestors to be ashamed and their souls to be unable to rest in peace. Now, with Feihong Pass as the boundary, the Mohist army and the Da Chu State will be separated. All ties will be severed! "Feng Zhiyao read out his own words on the silk, which seemed to contain internal energy. Not to mention the originally quiet city gate tower, even the noisy streets in the distance instantly became quiet. Feng Zhiyao's clear and heavy voice immediately rang through half of Ruyang City.
"Da Chu State's imperial family killed my father and brothers, and humiliated me as a hero. I and the Da Chu State's imperial family will sever all ties and have nothing to do with each other! "Finally, Mo Xiuyao's voice reverberated throughout the entire Ruyang City. On the city gate tower, the Mohist army soldiers stood up and praised the Prince's brilliance. On the side, Mo Jingli's expression was complicated. The Minister of Rites, whose face was originally ashen, was now pale and on the verge of collapse.
Mo Xiuyao's resolute voice made it clear that the Mohist army that had protected Da Chu State for over a hundred years would no longer have any connection with Da Chu State. Although the northwest of Da Chu State had the Mohist army as a barrier to stop the West-Hill, the black figure that had never retreated for a hundred years could no longer be seen at the border between Nanzhao and the Northern Tribes. The Mohist army had protected the Da Chu State for a hundred years, but it had finally come to an end tonight. No one could say anything, not even Mo Jingli or Da Chu State's officials. The entire tower was silent. Everyone looked up at the young man and woman who were standing side by side on the main seat. Everyone thought the same thing in their hearts: This chaotic world is really coming.
After that, the banquet was the usual music and dance. However, no one present paid any attention to the enchanting dancers or the moving music. Almost as soon as Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li left, all the guests left with them. It was important to go back and discuss this matter. At this time, no one was in the mood to enjoy the wine and dance.
The next morning, the announcement made by Prince Ding on the city gate tower the night before was quickly sent out by various people in all directions through various channels. But while they were shocked, the envoys of Xiling, Northern Tribes, Nanzhao, and Da Chu State did not leave the next morning. In the Prince Ding Mansion, the meeting hall was filled with people early in the morning. Many of them had dark circles under their eyes. It was clear that they had not slept well. Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li walked into the hall side by side. Everyone hurriedly stood and bowed. "Greetings to the Prince, Wang Fei." The two sat down. Mo Xiuyao smiled faintly and said, "No need for formalities. Everyone, sit as you please. General Zhang, and Feng San, what happened? Did you not sleep well last night? "
Feng Zhiyao rolled his eyes. Last night, the envoys of the four countries and the common people were not the only ones who had been frightened by their Prince. The one who had received the real surprise was him, Feng San. The Prince had not given him any notice beforehand. When he received the silk and opened it, if he did not have great willpower, he almost threw the thing in his hand out. He barely managed to calmly read the words on it. No one knew that Feng Zhiyao's hands were still trembling when he returned to his seat. Feng San felt that he had been deeply hurt. Mo Xiuyao looked with a smile at his subordinates who all had different expressions. He smiled and said, "What? Are you all frightened? Are you afraid? "
"The Prince should have done this long ago. What do we have to be afraid of?" Lu Jinxian said in a clear voice. The others all agreed. In an instant, the hall was filled with noise and excitement.
"Prince, since you've decided to break off relations with the Da Chu State, the misunderstanding that the people of the Northwest, and even the Da Chu State, have towards the Prince and the Prince Ding Mansion can be resolved," Xu Hongyu said mildly. Mo Xiuyao nodded. "What do you think, Teacher?" Xu Hongyu said, "Strike first to gain the initiative. Clearly announce the grudge between the royal family of the Da Chu State and the Prince Ding Mansion to the world. Although most of the people are illiterate, they are not unreasonable. Feng Zhiyao agreed, "What Mr. Hong Yu said is extremely true." If we announce it to the world now, by the time the news reaches the Chu capital last night, the whole world will know about Mo Jingqi. This young master wants to see how he will turn the tide. "Everyone agreed with Xu Hongyu's words. Back then, when Mo Jingqi tried his best to smear the Prince Ding Mansion's reputation, the Prince Ding Mansion did not refute him at all. They had been waiting for this day. The more the people hated and misunderstood the Prince Ding Mansion, the angrier they would be when they learned the truth. Of course, this anger was directed at Mo Jingqi.
Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li naturally didn't have any objections. Mo Xiuyao looked at Xu Hongyu and said, "We'll have to trouble Mister Hongyu for this." Xu Hongyu was a great scholar whose name was known throughout the world. Leaving this matter to him was naturally twice the result with half the effort. Xu Hongyu nodded in agreement.
He dismissed the high-ranking officials who had entered the mansion early in the morning, leaving behind only a few of his trusted subordinates and the governor of Ruyang City, Zhou Yu. Although Zhou Yu was still young, although he was not outstanding in handling the government affairs, he still followed the rules and did not make any mistakes. Considering his age and experience, it was already excellent. Furthermore, his strict and serious conduct made Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li very satisfied.
"Lord Zhou, have the envoys of Xiling and the Northern Tribes bid farewell today?" Ye Li asked.
Zhou Yu stood up and said respectfully, "Princess, currently, we have not received any letters of farewell from the envoys. However, this morning, Jhennam Of Gojoseon of Xiling, the Seventh Prince of the Northern Tribes, and Prince Li of Da Chu State all left the city early in the morning, saying that they wanted to enjoy the scenery of the northwest. " Ye Li smiled and said, "Let them go. The envoys of the various countries are guests. We must make them feel at home. I hope that Lord Zhou will take care of this. If there are any problems, just send someone to the mansion to report. Of course, if there are people who do not abide by the rules and want to cause trouble in the northwest, Lord Zhou need not be polite. The two thousand five hundred Black Cloud Cavalry stationed outside the city will be at your disposal at any time. " Speaking of the organization of the Black Cloud Cavalry, Ye Li couldn't help but frown. She was used to numbers in the past. This variety of army names made her dizzy. The Black Cloud Cavalry had about fifty thousand people. They were divided into the Eagle, Lion, and Tiger armies. Each army had about sixteen to seventeen thousand people. Each army was divided into five divisions, each division about three thousand people. The ones stationed near Ruyang were the Eagle Army.
Zhou Yu's expression changed. With his age and experience, he had never thought that he would be so trusted by the Prince and Princess. He hurriedly said, "Prince and Princess, please do not worry. This subordinate will not betray the Prince and Princess's trust."
Mo Xiuyao clearly saw his thoughts. He nodded and said, "I do not like to use people based on experience and age. Earlier, you were able to support the people of Ruyang City. I and Princess have entrusted Ruyang City to you. You only need to worry about the formalities. "Zhou Yu suppressed the surging emotions in his heart and respectfully said," This subordinate accepts the order. This subordinate will leave. " Seeing Zhou Yu turn and leave, Xu Qingchen smiled and said, "Prince has managed his subordinates well. No wonder the Mohist army is so united." Mo Xiuyao smiled and said, "Young Master Qingchen is too polite. I's subordinates are all rough people. To be honest, I don't have many civil officials. At the time, I had no choice but to bring up Zhou Yu. Fortunately, he is diligent and strict. He is not bad. In the future, I will have to trouble Young Master Qingchen and the two sirs. "Xu Qingchen raised an eyebrow. His smile was light and calm." Prince trusts the Xu family? "Mo Xiuyao raised an eyebrow and said," If he doesn't trust I, why is he doing this? Also … if even the Xu family doesn't trust I, who else can? You can't expect I to do everything personally, right? These people in the Mohist army, it's not a problem to have them lead troops to fight, but to have them handle government affairs is more difficult than taking their lives. "
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