Chapter 843: To help the emperor who is imprisoned on the nine-story crown
The news that Xu Yu had sent troops to trap Wen Xiang and others had spread, and the families of these people were personally invited out by the people sent by Xu Yu.
It would be more accurate to say that it was a request rather than a compulsion.
Because if we let these people pack up slowly and then leave slowly, it would be common for them to be delayed for ten days or half a month.
But Xu Yu didn't want to wait even a moment longer.
The longer they delay in the royal city, the greater the possibility that Jiang Yubai will completely lose control and run back from Kyoto.
The country has just been settled and many things need to be rebuilt.
Jiang Yubai is the backbone of the people and any disturbance may trigger other disturbances.
Jiang Yubai can't leave Kyoto now.
Xu Yu didn't want to see any changes.
Therefore, when going to Kyoto this time, Xu Yu not only forced Jiang Yubai to carry the coffin into the capital, but also forced him to bring along the people he needed to establish a new dynasty.
He brought the entire team of officials in the Lingnan Royal City at once, which was the most efficient way.
But it is also the most criticized.
If human words could turn into sharp knives that pierce the spine, Xu Yu would have been scolded to pieces long ago.
Sang Zhixia looked helpless when she thought about the rumors outside. After a moment, she sighed and said, "It's a last resort, but as long as it works, it's fine."
As for how to judge merits and demerits, that is not something they can control.
Sang Zhixia gestured for Lingchu to go and do her own thing. Turning around and seeing Nan Weiwei, she couldn't help but smile, "Is everything packed up over there, Old Lady?"
"It's already been packed."
Nan Weiwei walked over and said, "When Brother Xu returned to the royal city, Grandmother ordered us to gather our assets and pack our belongings. Now there's actually nothing left to pack."
The Nan family was originally a noble family that had settled in Lingnan, and its roots were in Lingnan.
However, the Nan family had no descendants who could serve in the court, and the only descendant left was Nan Weiwei.
Nan Weiwei will marry into the Xu family in the future and become the wife of the Xu family. She will also live in Kyoto for a long time.
After discussion, the elders of the Nan family decided to move the whole family to Kyoto, just to add a little more thought to their boring remaining lives.
Nan Weiwei reached out to support Sang Zhixia, "I heard from my grandmother that pregnant women cannot stand being tired. Sister, you've been busy all night. Sit down and rest for a while."
Sang Zhixia's mind was still spinning with the affairs of the various families. After sitting down, she said, "I'm fine."
"Did you see anyone from the Chen family when you came? Have they finished cleaning up?"
"Alright, alright."
Liu Qingfang quickly walked over and held down Sang Zhixia who was about to get up. She sighed and couldn't help but said with heartache: "You are a double body now, you can't be careless."
"Just leave these trivial matters to the people below you. Why do you have to do everything yourself?"
After the news of the old prince's passing spread, Sang Zhixia immediately sent a letter to his friends, asking them to pack up and prepare to leave as soon as possible.
Those who are sensible never make mistakes at such a critical moment, and most people act quickly.
As for those who don't want to cooperate, Xu Yu also has ways to force them to cooperate.
only……
Liu Qingfang thought of Chen Tai's words and sighed softly, "It's just that the General of the Cavalry has offended the Minister of Literature and others this time, and they have become enemies. These people will be the ones who can be used by the young prince in the future. I'm afraid what they say in Kyoto will be harsh."
Civil officials have their own stubbornness and temper, just like a pile of copper peas that can't be chewed or fried.
Even though they were temporarily trapped by Xu Ou, they could not utter a single nice word to those who targeted Xu Ou, and they cursed the heavens, the earth, and Xu Ou himself.
In other words, the actions of the Xu family's ancestors were truly blameless, so these people struggled to stop themselves on the brink of anger and ended up scolding Xu Yu alone.
The misfortune will not affect the family, which is vividly reflected in these stubborn people.
Liu Qingfang couldn't help but worry: "It would be fine if the young prince appreciates it, but if the young prince agrees with these people, then..."
"I'm afraid it will be difficult for the general to continue his career."
Although everyone still calls him the little prince, anyone who is not stupid knows that the little prince has transformed into the emperor, the only difference is the length of time.
Even if you offend the young prince, you still have a way out.
If you offend the ruler of a country, it would really be...
Sang Zhixia heard the worry in her words and laughed, "Just be clear about your conscience, and don't think about anything else."
Many years ago, Marquis Jiaxing died in the Battle of Hongbei. Xu Yu didn't even have time to bury his father, nor could he observe filial piety in front of his coffin. This has always been a hidden pain in Xu Yu's heart.
He is acting a bit recklessly now, and is indeed arrogant to the extreme.
But so what?
Sang Zhixia smiled faintly: "Whoever wants to say anything can say it. Even if there is a disaster that will cause the whole world to fall, we can withstand it. It doesn't matter."
If Xu Yu wants to do it, then let him do it.
Because the old prince entrusted all the military power of the royal city to Xu Yu before he passed away, Xu Yu's movements were so fast that it was shocking.
The first group of people who carried the coffin set out at noon, and the second group was the many civil officials who had to follow.
Military generals led the way, and civil officials sent the spirit away.
The people along the way knelt down and kowtowed to see him off, and Xu Yu walked in front on behalf of Zixiao.
At the end of the procession were the officials and their families. The most conspicuous parts of their carriages and horses were covered with a layer of white cloth, and the white banners were so magnificent that there was no end in sight and no beginning in sight.
Sang Zhixia sat in the carriage, lowering her fingers from lifting the curtain. The great wizard's hoarse voice rang out beside her: "It's okay."
Ever since the old prince passed away, the great wizard had been standing by his spirit body in silence. It was only at this moment that he finally spoke: "The young prince will be grateful to him."
Everyone is talking about the teachings of sages and the great principles of the world.
But everyone seemed to have forgotten that the little prince far away in Kyoto was also a human being.
Putting aside all titles and crowns, he was just a son who could not fulfill his filial duties to his father's spirit.
The great wizard closed his eyes and said, "My young prince cannot leave Kyoto, and cannot return to Lingnan."
"General, your action may seem reckless, but it actually fulfills the young prince's filial piety to the greatest extent possible. The young prince will not blame you."
Before his death, the old prince entrusted all the military power of the royal city to Xu Yu, perhaps he had anticipated this.
Among so many loyal and unquestionable people, perhaps only Xu Yu understood what Jiang Yubai was thinking.
Only Xu Yu dared to defy the world and bear the infamy to fulfill the wish of the emperor who was imprisoned on the nine-layer crown.
Sang Zhixia exhaled with mixed feelings and said with a wry smile, "I'm not really worried about that."
"I was just wondering..."
"We have been on the journey for ten days. Judging from the speed of communication between the two places, the young prince should have known about it by now."
The great wizard opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just turned his head to look at the white flag flying outside the car window and sighed silently.
How could I not know?
Lingnan is not the only place where white clouds drift across the sky.
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