Chapter 410 The person I hate the most is Xiao Jinxuan

East Palace, study.

Xiao Bicheng looked at the memorial sent by Yang Lie and laughed heartily, "Good, good, Marquis Changxing did a good job!"

I thought it would take some effort, but I didn't expect him to defeat the Xichuan Army and the Green Forest Alliance so quickly.

Especially Wen Yan, who is listed first on the merit book. At such a young age, he is so courageous that he dares to sneak into the Green Forest Alliance alone and cooperate with Yang Lie from inside and outside. He is brave and resourceful, and his future is promising.

With more experience, you will have another powerful general!

Just when he was feeling happy, Duke Xin's memorial was also delivered.

He was offended by Yang Lie and could not swallow it, so he wrote a memorial to severely criticize Yang Lie.

It was said that he was ruthless and bloodthirsty, and he actually slaughtered tens of thousands of bandits, and he even spoke rudely to himself, which showed that he obviously did not take the prince's wishes seriously!

But when Xiao Bicheng saw this memorial, he was very dissatisfied. "It is only natural for soldiers to suppress bandits. Yang Lie's methods are a bit radical, but if he is not so drastic, how can he win in such a short time?"

"Besides, didn't Yang Lie already hand over the Xichuan Army and the main criminals to him? How could he not take my wishes seriously?"

He continued to read on. The letter from Duke Xin, which was a accusation against someone, was simply long and boring.

"... He Wenjun is a fierce general of Daye. It is extremely difficult to capture him alive. How can a young man like Wen Yan do it? There must be something fishy! Moreover, when Marquis Changxing handed them over to me, each of them had become stupid. Marquis Changxing must have made them look like that in order to cover up something. There must be something wrong with Marquis Changxing and Wen Yan. Please judge for yourself, Your Highness!"

Xiao Bicheng shook his head. "This Duke Xin is so old now, but his temper is even more explosive than when he was young."

He knew that Duke Xin and Yang Lie would definitely have a grudge after this handover, so there was some anger in this memorial.

But this is not a bad thing for him.

The reason why he let Duke Xin take over the Xichuan Army immediately after Yang Lie won the battle was to make Yang Lie misunderstand that Duke Xin was trying to steal his credit and turn against him.

Since the Xichuan Army and the Southern Ming Army are not in harmony, they can check and balance each other, and he can feel more at ease in the capital.

However, Yang Lie is, after all, his most reliable right-hand man. Although he needs to be beaten, he still has to give him a sweet treat after a slap in the face in order to keep him working hard.

"I hereby declare that the Marquis of Changxing has made great contributions in suppressing the rebels and shall be promoted to the rank of second-rank general. Wen Yan has made great contributions by taking risks alone and shall be promoted to the rank of fourth-rank general of Mingwei!"

After receiving the award, he made a special trip to Prince Yong's Palace.

The whole Yong Palace was in mourning, and the outside of the palace was heavily guarded by soldiers. The atmosphere inside the palace was depressed and filled with death.

When Xiao Bicheng entered the room, Prince Yong was sitting paralyzed in a chair, with an untidy beard and looking listless.

After losing his beloved son, he seemed to have aged ten years overnight.

Xiao Bicheng was happy in his heart, but he said, "The deceased is gone, please mourn for your uncle."

"Stop pretending!" Prince Yong's eyes were filled with hatred, and he wished he could cut him into pieces. "Prince Yong's Mansion doesn't welcome you, get out!"

Xiao Bicheng didn't care, and said slowly, "Why are you angry, Uncle Wang? I came here today to bring you great news."

Prince Yong's face was full of disdain and ridicule, "What good news can you have?"

Xiao Bicheng said: "Of course it is good news! Tens of thousands of bandits in Xichuan have been wiped out, and from now on the people can live and work in peace. Isn't this good news?"

Upon hearing this, Prince Yong stood up suddenly, approached Xiao Bicheng with bloodshot eyes, "What about the Xichuan Army? What about He Wenjun's Xichuan Army?"

Unfortunately, before he could get close, he was captured by the guards beside Xiao Bicheng and forced to his knees on the ground.

Xiao Bicheng looked down at his uncle's ferocious and out-of-control appearance, and felt extremely happy. "He Wenjun has been captured alive, and the Xichuan Army has sent someone to take over, so your uncle doesn't need to worry about it."

These words were undoubtedly a wake-up call to King Yong.

He didn't even struggle. He seemed to have lost all his energy in an instant and sat on the ground in a daze.

These days, he has been hoping that He Wenjun knew about their situation in the capital and would be able to lead the Xichuan Army into the capital and rescue them.

In this way, he might still have a glimmer of hope to break into the palace and force Emperor Zhaowen to abdicate.

But now, even this glimmer of hope has been shattered.

His son is dead, his army is gone, and now he really has nothing left...

Xiao Bicheng glanced mockingly at Prince Yong, who looked as if he was dead and could only curse helplessly. He was now like a tiger with its teeth pulled out, and no longer posed a threat to him.

He turned and left. Before leaving, he told the guards, "Take good care of my uncle. Don't let him die."

The word "take care of" was emphasized, and the guards took the order and expressed their understanding.

After seeing him off respectfully, several people immediately walked in with clenched fists.

“Pah—”

"Who do you think you are? How can you call the Crown Prince by his name?"

"I'm in a bad mood today. If you crawl under my crotch, I'll spare you."

"How dare you call yourself the king? You are a plucked pheasant, how dare you pretend to be a phoenix? Brothers, attack!"

The sounds of punches and kicks, mixed with the King Yong's curses, could be heard from far away.

Xiao Bichen curled the corners of his lips in sarcasm.

For the current Prince Yong, keeping him alive would be the greatest torture for him.

After leaving Prince Yong's Mansion, Xiao Bicheng originally planned to return to the palace. After getting on the carriage, he suddenly remembered something and asked the person next to him, "How is Uncle Seventeen doing?"

Prince Yong has become like that now, and I don’t know how Xiao Jinxuan is doing now.

Chief Steward Hai bowed and replied, "According to the reports from the spies planted in Prince Xuan's mansion, His Royal Highness Prince Xuan has been living a life of drunkenness and sleeplessness in his house all day long, and has never even stepped out of the door. He is almost like a walking corpse."

Xiao Bicheng couldn't help but sneer when he heard this, and said slowly, "Uncle Seventeen is so sad, and as his nephew, I should at least come to his house to offer my condolences."

In fact, if he were asked to name the person he hated the most, Xiao Jinxuan would definitely be at the top of the list.

Because they were of similar age, everyone in the palace and outside the court compared the two of them since childhood. In terms of civil and military achievements, and military strategies, he was inferior to Xiao Jinxuan in every aspect.

His seventeenth uncle was really amazing. He had made great achievements in the military camp within a short period of time. After being transferred back to the capital to set up the Defense Bureau, he solved many strange cases.

This prince is completely useless except for his status as a crown prince!

But his father had always told him that Xiao Jinxuan could be used, suspected, and controlled, but his life could not be taken unless absolutely necessary.

He originally thought that after joining forces with Xiao Jinxuan and bringing down Prince Yong, he would slowly deal with his seventeenth uncle.

He never expected that a woman would bring him down to the point where he could never recover.

He really wanted to go and see what his once glorious uncle Seventeen looked like after falling into the quagmire.

Eunuch Hai immediately raised his voice and ordered, "Change the route to Prince Xuan's Mansion!"