"Zhao Xing, you know if I'm speaking nonsense or not. Do you think that everyone doesn't know what you're plotting … "
Ye Zhun blurted out. The moment he spoke, everyone became wary, as if they were avoiding a snake or a scorpion. This was especially so for the civil and military officials around the two of them. All of them felt extremely uncomfortable, as if they were placed on top of a stove. All they could do was stay away from the two balls of fire. However, everyone was standing in a fixed position, and they couldn't move at all.
"Damn it, it's the First and Seventh Princes! Their people are actually fighting in the hall. "
In Taiji Hall, even some of the second-rank and first-rank officials were beginning to feel uneasy. Zhao Xing's background was not simple. Although his position was small, he had the support of the First Prince, and Ye Zhun also had the support of the Seventh Prince. In every dynasty, the struggle between the princes had always been extremely intense. When it came to the supreme imperial throne, any brotherly relationship could be set aside.
Although the First Prince was currently the most popular candidate for the throne, the other princes were also actively fighting over it. The Fourth Prince had been the first to reveal his intentions, actually thinking of using the Hu general on the border to fight with the First Prince. Besides the Fourth Prince, there was another person fiercely competing with the First Prince, and this person was not one bit weaker than the Fourth Prince: the Seventh Prince, Li Zhi.
Although it was a great taboo for a prince deep in the palace to rope in an important official of the court and was forbidden by the emperor, if it was just a few minor officials, it wasn't much of a problem. And the third-rank officials was the limit that the emperors could tolerate for their princes to rope in. As long as it was below this level, the emperors would usually turn a blind eye to it. This could already be considered an unwritten rule in the Struggle between the Princes.
Even the Holy Emperor, who knew what the two princes were up to, would turn a blind eye to it and not pursue it too much.
No one had expected the selection of the Qixi Protector-General to devolve into a dispute between the princes, and all of them wanted to avoid it. With the example of the Fourth Prince still present, no one dared to get involved in the dispute between the Fourth and Seventh Princes.
In the main hall, many ministers were panicking and uneasy. Many pairs of eyes looked up at the top of the main hall. But the Holy Emperor hid behind the bead curtain, motionless. No one knew what he was thinking. However, the Holy Emperor had yet to show any dissatisfaction. From another perspective, it was clear that he did not care much about this dispute.
Your Highness, when Zhao Kuang and Ye Zhun first argued, they were still somewhat apprehensive and reserved. However, when they saw that the Holy Emperor didn't seem to care, or at least didn't express any clear reaction, the argument immediately became more intense.
"Your Majesty, I also recommend Great General Abusi. I think what Imperial Censor Hao said makes sense!"
Just as the two of them were arguing fiercely, a loud and clear voice suddenly drowned out the two of them and rang out in the hall.
"Bastard! Which idiot recommended me at this time?! "
Great General Tongluo was still kneeling in front of the hall, and when he heard someone mention him as Qixi Protector-General, his face turned green and he angrily turned his head. But a single glance caused Abusi's body to tremble, the fury in his heart vanishing without a trace.
Lord Prime Minister!
Abusi's body went cold, and he felt like a frog being stared at by a snake, his mind filled with unease and apprehension. He was the Tongluo Great General and had served generations of sovereigns, from Emperor Taizong to the present, for more than one hundred years. There were very few people that Abusi truly had to worry about.
Many times, when Abusi was forced to kneel, it was not because he feared the imperial censors or the other ministers, but because he was worried about what the Emperor thought. In the entire world, there was only one person that the Tongluo people had to worry about and worry about.
After all, as the Supreme General of the Empire, Abusi was indeed a first-rank official. His rank was even higher than that of many civil and military officials. But Abusi had never spoken, never participated in court debates, so many people often overlooked that his status was not one bit inferior to that of Geshu Han, An Sishun, Fomonlința, or Gao Xianzhi, these influential Great Generals of the empire.
Abusi had never feared a single person in the court, but there was one exception: the Prime Minister of the Tang dynasty.
"This lowly one appreciates Lord Prime Minister's good intentions, but when Abusi inherited the Tongluo clan head position, I swore that I would forever remain by His Majesty's side and protect His Majesty's safety. This lowly subject will never leave His Majesty, even if I am offered a high position and a generous salary! His Majesty is wise. Even if Abusi dies, I will never leave His Majesty. "
Abusi's head drooped, cold sweat pouring down his back.
And now that Abusi had made this oath, all the ministers were instantly rendered speechless. This was especially true of Imperial Censor Hao, who had been recommended earlier. His face was filled with disappointment, but there was nothing he could do. Abusi had already said that he would never leave the Holy Emperor's side. Anyone who suggested that Abusi leave now would be forcing him to his death.
"Oh."
At the very front of the hall, next to the first crimson coiling dragon pillar, that thin and long voice gave an 'oh', but it said nothing more. It took a slight step back and returned to its ranks.
"Your Majesty, if Great General Abusi is not suitable, this lowly subject would like to recommend someone else. Minister of War Zhangchou Jianqiong, known as the Tiger of the Empire, was originally the Protector-General of the southwest, and he had been suppressing the southwest for ten-some years without any problems. This lowly subject believes that if Lord Zhangchou were to head to the northwest and temporarily assume the post of Qixi Protector-General, Qixi would be able to stabilize and endure this crisis. "
The First Prince seemed to have been inspired by the Prime Minister. Another minister with wise eyes and a kind face seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly stepped out of the ranks and bowed.
"Buzz!"
In the row, Zhangchou Jianqiong was listening attentively to the discussion of the crowd. When he suddenly heard his name being called, his body trembled. Caught off guard, he turned his head around in shock, only to see an official from the Bureau of Military Personnel looking at him with a friendly smile on his face. In that instant, Zhangchou Jianqiong's face nearly turned green.
Zhou Cheng!
Zhangchou Jianqiong recognized at a glance that this was a minor third-rank official under his command in the Bureau of Military Personnel. When he had first entered the Bureau of Military Personnel, this fellow had been the one to serve him tea and water, doing his utmost to please him. He was completely different from everyone else. Zhangchou Jianqiong could sense that this fellow truly had good intentions, but it was precisely this that made him even angrier.
This bastard! Does he know what he's doing?
Zhangchou Jianqiong inwardly clenched his teeth in rage. He had gone to great lengths to enter the capital and become the Minister of War. How could he abandon what was close at hand and seek what was far away, neglecting the essentials to become Qixi Protector-General? Perhaps he believed that it was just a temporary position that he could return after a while, but could the position of Minister of War be 'temporarily vacant'? It wouldn't be long before he returned, and the Minister of War would be someone else.
"Your Majesty, this cannot be done! This subject is already the Minister of War and is not suited for any other post!"
Zhangchou Jianqiong hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, his voice loud and clear.
"Your Majesty, this subject also believes that Lord Zhangchou cannot be done. This lowly subject recommends Xuelu General Liu Xiwei!"
"Your Majesty, this subject recommends Army Destroyer General Jin Yuping!"
"This cannot be done! Your Majesty, this subject recommends Frontier General Long Qianfan. This lowly subject believes that he is more suitable! "
… …
In the main hall, the voices of debate rose and fell. Once one person spoke, the others immediately "expressed their own opinions", recommending their own people that they had thought of in advance. The hall was in chaos, and The King of Song stood in the middle of the hall, his brow creasing deeper and deeper as he watched his subjects argue. In the end, he couldn't help but give a long sigh.
… …
While the Imperial Court was in a heated debate over the new Qixi Protector-General, in the distant City of Steel, Wang Chong was greeted by a completely unexpected event.
"Marquis, there's a Hu outside requesting an audience. He says that he has an important matter to discuss with you."
In the morning, while Wang Chong was enjoying his breakfast, a scout rushed in.
"Oh?"
Wang Chong's eyes flashed in surprise. Almost everyone in the City of Steel was Han, and the number of Hu he knew could be counted on one hand. He truly couldn't think of anyone who would seek him out at a time like this.
"Did that person say what his name was?"
"I think, I think … I think he was called Hulayeg."
The scout hesitated for a few moments before saying.
"What?!"
Wang Chong was alarmed and immediately stood up.
"Warning: user's mission, the warhorses of the Tang Dynasty, is about to fail. User only has one chance to save the warhorses. If the mission fails, two thousand points of Destiny Energy will be deducted."
At this moment, the familiar voice of the Stone of Destiny resounded in his mind. Wang Chong's body trembled, completely unprepared.
What's going on here? Didn't Hulayeg already give him a suggestion and have him change his mind? How did such a big problem suddenly occur? "
Even if Wang Chong was slow to react, he could still tell that something had happened with Hulayeg, and that his trade with Hulayeg was about to be threatened.
"Where is he? Take me to see him. "
Wang Chong immediately said.
Outside an inn in the City of Steel, Wang Chong saw the long-awaited Hulayeg. He was leading a horse and dressed in a single garment. He had an anxious and restless expression on his face. When Wang Chong arrived, he had been constantly looking around, apparently trying to figure out where he would come from.
"Hulayeg."
Wang Chong only needed to call him once before Hulayeg's entire body trembled and he turned his head. At that moment, Wang Chong finally saw his face. Hulayeg's eyes were sunken in, his cheekbones protruding, his entire body haggard, and he had lost a great deal of weight.
"Wang Chong, wonderful! You've finally come!"
Upon seeing Wang Chong, Hulayeg seemed to see his savior, his entire body agitated as he strode forward.
"Save me, you, you have to save me! Otherwise, I'm really dead … "
Hulayeg's eyes were red, his lips trembling, and he almost kneeled down.
"Hulayeg, don't panic. Let's sit inside, and then you can tell me what's going on."
Wang Chong placed his hands on Hulayeg's shoulders and comforted him.
"Prepare some hot tea for him."
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