Volume 2, Chapter 100: A cup of wine determines the imperial power.
Zhulu City.
Tianzi Peak.
It's late at night.
White silk fluttered everywhere.
The soldiers, palace maids, and eunuchs all wore plain clothes.
Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
A big table was filled with delicious food.
There is meat and there is wine.
It stands to reason that when the emperor passes away, one should fast.
However, Ye Tingmu opened the granaries to release grain, slaughtered cattle and sheep, and rewarded the three armies.
The emperor’s death was true, and it was also true that the victory was a tragic one.
But victory is victory.
Where does the word "miserable" come from?
It’s enough for him to know the word “miserable”.
Whether they are soldiers or the people of Zhulu City, they need a firm answer.
And Ye Tingmu told them the answer.
They won, and won big.
Therefore, wine and meat were used to reward the three armies.
Of course, treat yourself too.
The table is very big and can seat twenty or thirty people.
He had already sent someone to Zufeng to pick up Dongfang Qingzhu and the others to celebrate together.
It's just that the person hasn't arrived yet.
It's not a rare happy reunion.
At the dining table at this time.
Four figures sat facing each other.
In order they are Ye Tingmu, Feng He, Chao Feng and Chao Xiao.
The four of them were all wearing white linen clothes at this moment.
Wearing a white mourning band.
Looking at the delicious food on the table.
Feng He is fine, right?
Chao Xiao and Chao Feng couldn't help showing a hint of displeasure on their faces.
Ye Tingmu disagreed with this. After all, as a local native and a descendant of the royal family, it was normal for him to attach more importance to etiquette.
He poured himself a glass of wine, then looked at the two of them and said with a smile, "Why, Your Highness and Your Highness, do you think that what I did is inappropriate?"
He frowned at Xiao but didn't say anything?
Although it was indeed against etiquette, it was not his business. After all, his background was there, so he simply chose to remain silent.
As for Chao Feng, he knew that Ye Tingmu had his reasons for what he did, and doing so could indeed calm the morale of the army and the people.
He sighed.
"The dead cannot be resurrected. By doing this, Marquis Shujian not only comforted the soldiers and re-energized the army, but also appeased the people of Zhulu City. Although it is slightly inappropriate, it is for a reason. I believe that even if the emperor sees this in heaven, he will definitely support Marquis Shujian. What qualifications does Feng have to blame Marquis Shujian?"
When Ye Tingmu heard this, there was a hint of relief in his eyes.
It seems that the second prince is not stupid, just as he had guessed before, but also extremely intelligent.
This way, he felt relieved.
He looked at Chao Xiao and asked, "Your Highness, what about you? Don't you have anything to say?"
He shook his head at Xiao.
Feng He saw this and raised his hand.
"Brother, let me say a few words."
Upon hearing this, Ye Tingmu glared at him and said, "Don't make trouble. We'll talk later if you have something to say."
He could guess with his butt what this kid wanted to say, which was nothing more than "I think what big brother did was right, very good..." and so on.
"Oh..." Feng He said and put down his hand.
Ye Tingmu raised his glass and said, "Come, let's drink to celebrate the victory of this battle."
Feng He raised the cup without hesitation.
However, Chao Xiao and Chao Feng hesitated for a long time before raising their glasses.
In their opinion, there is no way to win a war when it has reached this point.
The reason for raising the glass was to give face to Ye Tingmu.
Second, wine can relieve a lot of sorrow, and they just happen to be very worried now.
The four of them clinked their glasses and drank them all.
Who could have imagined such a scene before?
The princes who were fighting for the throne could actually sit together and drink.
Ye Tingmu put down the cup and said, "Now that we have drunk the wine, let's talk about business."
The three of them looked at him at the same time, with suspicion in their eyes, and naturally, expectation and curiosity.
Serious business?
What kind of serious business is this?
Ye Tingmu didn't keep anyone in suspense and tapped the table lightly with his fingers.
He said, "I think everyone has heard what the officials said today."
Chao Feng and Chao Xiao's expressions became a little solemn.
They naturally knew that what Ye Tingmu was referring to was nothing more than the throne.
But the throne is definitely Feng He's, so is there any need to discuss it?
Could it be that Ye Tingmu is still worried about the two of them?
You shouldn’t do that. If you’re worried, just kill them.
Even though Chao Xiao is a saint, in Chao Xiao's opinion, he still cannot beat Ye Tingmu in a one-on-one fight.
After all, I have just become a saint, and everything is not yet stable.
The saint who can cut through the sea is only relying on the suppression of the spirit of the dragon.
As for Chaofeng, there is no need to mention it.
The two didn't know what Ye Tingmu wanted to do, so they chose to remain silent.
Feng He, on the other hand, was filled with surprise.
He couldn't remember what happened during the day.
He had no idea what the ministers said, and of course he didn't care.
Anyway, during the daytime court meeting, he dozed off and fell asleep.
When I woke up again, it was all over.
Seeing that the three were silent, Ye Tingmu continued, "I think what the ministers said makes sense. The foundation of a country lies in the monarch. Without a monarch, the court will be uneasy. If the court is uneasy, the people below the mountain will not be united, so the country is in danger."
He paused here and raised his voice a little.
"So, you understand what I mean."
Feng He was the first to answer, shaking his head.
"Brother, can you explain it more simply? It's too complicated and I can't understand it."
Ye Tingmu rolled his eyes and complained in his heart, if you don’t understand, can’t you just pretend to understand?
I'm really impressed by you.
He coughed, straightened his body, and continued, "What I mean is, you three should discuss who will sit on the throne. It's your own business anyway, right? It's easy to talk about it."
Feng He understood this time.
But Chao Xiao and Chao Feng were confused.
Some people don't understand why.
Ye Tingmu pointed at Chao Xiao and said, "Your Highness, you are the oldest. Why don't you take the lead and tell us what you think first?"
Pointing at himself, there was a hint of confusion where his double pupils met.
"I?"
"Yes, you go first and make a statement."
Chao Xiao, who was usually calm, was a little confused by Ye Tingmu today.
But I adjusted quickly.
Ye Tingmu probably just wants their attitude.
So he said: "As you all know, I have no blood relationship with the emperor, so I definitely can't do it."
Ye Tingmu touched his chin and nodded from time to time to show his agreement.
"That's right, it seems you really can't do it. It doesn't make sense."
At this time, Chaofeng was ready to speak.
But Feng He got there first.
"Then I can't do it any more!"
The three of them looked at Feng He suspiciously, with horror in their eyes.
Chao Feng couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Why do you say that?"
Feng He shrugged and said as a matter of course: "Because my last name is Ye, what does the throne of the Chao family have to do with me?"
hiss.......
When he said this, the three of them gasped.
Everyone's eyes widened.
This reason is far-fetched, but it seems impossible to refute it.
Ye Tingmu's eyes were full of meaning, and he was very satisfied with Feng He's answer.
"You're right, but you can't do that either."
The morning breeze is numb.
He looked at Chao Xiao, then at Feng He, and finally his gaze fell on Ye Tingmu.
"He can't do either of them, so tell me, who should be the one?"
Three pairs of eyes looked at him at the same time.
His eyes were filled with an unfathomable light.
Chao Feng suddenly felt that something was wrong and waved his hands repeatedly.
"No, no, no... I can't. I'm a fool."
However, Ye Tingmu simply ignored him and said, "You two have no objection to him becoming the emperor, right?"
The two of them shook their heads quickly.
For Feng He, it doesn’t matter who takes the role, as long as it’s not him.
For Chao Xiao, anyone can be in the role, preferably not Feng He. If it is Feng He, that's acceptable, but if not, that would be a surprise.
Ye Tingmu slammed the table.
With a "pop..." sound.
He said, "Then it is settled. The emperor will come to Fenglai to drink."
Looking at the three people raising their glasses, Chao Feng was completely stunned.
What the hell, did you agree to it?
He just wanted to curse in his heart.
It turns out that I have been pretending to be a fool for so many years, and finally I became the emperor.
There was a bitterness on his face, and he tried to retort but was repeatedly interrupted.
Ye Tingmu took a sip, feeling very proud.
In ancient times, Zhao Kuangyin gave up his military power over a cup of wine.
Today, Ye Tingmu drinks wine to establish the imperial power.
It's also a good story.
Ye Tingmu said: "Okay, I'm going to pick up my brother and sister. They should be here soon."
Feng He said: "Brother, wait for me, I will go with you."
Chao Feng was helpless. He watched the two people leaving and finally turned his gaze to Chao Xiao.
Chao Xiao quickly stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."
Watching the three people leave one after another, he was the only one left in the empty hall.
Chao Feng continued to be confused.
He looked at the dome of the temple.
There is no hope in life.
A sad cry.
"I'm such a fool."
ps: The imperial power has been determined. What do you think of this result?
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