Nightwatcher Chapter 109: Parade the street to show the crowd

Ji Yuan, who was lying on a straw mat and covered with a smelly and dirty quilt, was awakened by the sound of opening the door. .

The sound came from the iron gate at the end of the corridor, followed by footsteps.

Soon, more than a dozen guards appeared in the eyes of Ji Yuan and the officials in Yunzhou.

"Get up and take you out to bask in the sun."

A gong took out the key and opened the chain wrapped around the fence door.

Ji Yuan was violently pulled up by a taciturn gong, and violently shoved and left the cell.

This was the third day he spent in the dungeon. The dry straw mats and rags saved his life and didn't let him freeze to death in the cold dungeon.

But since he was pampered and treated as a child, has he ever suffered this kind of sin?

In just two days, her hands and feet were covered with frostbite, her face turned blue, her lips lacked blood, and her hair was disheveled.

In these two days, he regretted taking over as the messenger of the peace talks all the time.

Ji Yuan is knowledgeable and eloquent. These are all true talents, but he is a pampered son after all, lacking certain social experience and experience in the arena.

Being talented does not mean being able to withstand stress.

The experience of the past two days and the fear of the future put him on the verge of emotional breakdown.

The only hope is that he still has value. Xu Qi'an should not kill him, but will use him as a bargaining chip to negotiate with Yunzhou.

It is this hope that supports him through gritting his teeth and persevering.

It’s okay to bask in the sun, continue to stay in jail, sooner or later I will freeze to death.........Ji Yuan staggered on the dark corridor, and more than 20 Yunzhou officials followed Behind him.

Out of the door of the dungeon, the air was cold but sober, and the sun hung in the sky without sorrow, bringing a trace of warmth.

Ji Yuan stopped and held his head up, enjoying the feeling of the sun shining on his face.

The gong behind him kicked his ass, knocking him to the ground.

Ji Yuan got up with difficulty and cast an angry and suffocated look at the gong.

"Looking at me, believe it or not, I dug your eyes."

The gong pressed the handle of the knife with one hand, with no expression on his solemn face, said:

"Aren't you very arrogant? You need to enter the capital to be the minister of rituals, the first assistant of the court, and the prince to greet you before you are willing to enter the city...

"Aren't you reprimanding the princes in the Jinluang Temple, and the pressure of the Manchu civil and military forces can't lift their heads.

"Didn't you just use a little trick to make the people in Beijing question Xu Ningyan's prestige.

"You continue to be arrogant."

Ji Yuan clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and forbeared.

In the coming day, Yunzhou Iron Hoof will conquer the capital, and he will personally destroy the gangmen's yamen. These gangmen who have friendship with Xu Qi'an are all Ling Chi.

At this moment, a middle-aged silver gong came over, and his eyes swept across the crowd severely.

The gongs arranged their clothes one after another, set the position of the gongs on their chests, confirmed that everything was symmetrical, and there was no problem, they said respectfully:

"Boss."

The middle-aged silver gong nodded slightly and withdrew his gaze in satisfaction, not looking at Ji Yuan, whose hair was disheveled and his prison uniform was dirty and wrinkled.

"Go ahead, don't delay the hour."

Start, where to go? Ji Yuan was stunned and wanted to ask, but felt that he was destined to get no answer, and instead would be violently beaten.

The taciturn gong escorted Ji Yuan out and said casually:

"Boss, Ning Yan is looking for us for a drink tonight."

Silence for the middle-aged silver gong:

"Hook column or Jiaofang Division?"

"Check the bar, he said he won't go to Jiaofangsi anymore." Tongluo replied.

The middle-aged silver gong is a little relieved:

"His promise is a lot of money, he always talks about credibility."

Li Yuchun knew that after Fuxiang died, Xu Qi'an promised not to go to Jiaofangsi in the future.

Zhu Guangxiao was silent and added:

"He said that he could invite all the oirans of Jiaofang Division to go to the bar."

....... Li Yuchun doesn't want to talk anymore.

Pass through the back of the Yamen, walk out along the corridor, and then pass through the office halls and courtyards, and finally come to the entrance of the Yamen.

In front of the Yamen, there are prisoner cars parked.

Zhu Guangxiao looked at Ji Yuan and said lightly:

"Baking in the sun."

Ji Yuan's face was stiff and stood blankly on the spot.

............

In the early morning hours, a new notice was posted on the notice walls of the yamen in the capital, and the notice walls at the gates of the inner and outer cities.

Notices are an important channel for people in Beijing to obtain official information on weekdays.

In the past, ordinary people would not pay special attention to the signage wall unless something major happened recently.

The biggest thing in the capital right now is the negotiation.

"What does the notice say?"

As soon as the notice was posted, the surrounding people rushed over to discuss or ask the staff who posted the notice.

One hour before the notice was posted, there would be officials responsible for "singing the list" and advertise the content to the people.

After all, among the people in the market, there are still a small number of people who can read and hyphenate.

And such official announcements from the imperial court have a very high barrier to reading. Even literate people have not received a certain level of education and cannot understand the content.

In the end, it will become a situation of "I know every word, but I don't know what it means when connected together."

"It must be the content of the negotiation. The court has lost the battle and Qingzhou has fallen. I heard that it seems that it is going to cede territory and seek peace."

"In a mere bandit state, it is so arrogant. Since the new monarch took the throne, the people's life is getting worse and worse, and corrupt officials are rampant."

"Hush, be quiet, don't talk nonsense."

"What are you afraid of? There is no soldier on the side, besides, everyone scolds like that."

While talking, the topic changed from "Yihe" to the fall of Qingzhou.

"Xu Yinluo couldn't hold Qingzhou, he was a strong man who made the entire 200,000 army of Witch God Sect annihilated at Yuyang Pass."

"I've heard about your question countless times, who knows, speaking of it, it has been a long time since I saw Xu Yinluo appear in the capital."

"What I heard is that Jianzheng died in Qingzhou, and Xu Yinluo is not an opponent of the Yunzhou rebels."

"Hey, it's no wonder Xu Yinluo is so low-key, there is no way, he can't beat others."

After so many days of venting their emotions, although most of the people feel uncomfortable, but after the top, they still criticize the court and Yunzhou’s decision in private, but they can’t do anything about it.

The opposition is not so high.

In particular, the fall of Qingzhou and the entry of the Yunzhou delegation to Beijing, a series of rumors fermented and spread. The people in Beijing have gradually figured out the ins and outs and learned that the guardian guardian of Dafeng is fighting and dying in Qingzhou.

Although in their eyes, Jianzheng's prestige is far less than Xu Yinluo.

In the understanding of the people at the bottom, Jianzheng is just a title and a concept.

At this time, the official standing by the notice said loudly:

"The ancient ruler of the world focuses on protecting the lives of the people, and can't bear to harm others with the supporters... Since I became the throne, the governance of the country has been unfavorable, so that the rebels in Yunzhou have risen, Kyushu is boiling, and the overall situation is boiling. Distressed, Zhaomin is in distress, lives are overwhelmed, and we are ashamed of our ancestors........

"The eldest princess Huaiqing, with virtue and devotion, wins me a lot...that is, the eldest princess Huaiqing ascended the throne, assisted by Xu Qi'an, helped Sheji, put down the rebellion, and was honored. Qiankun, wouldn’t it be Yili? Qin this."

The notice was eloquent with more than four hundred characters. After the staff finished reading, the surrounding people were dumbfounded, as if a statue froze in place.

"What, what do you mean?"

"It seems like... the emperor abdicated to the princess?" The speaker's eyes widened sharply:

"Duke Chang is chiefly emperor?"

The pan was frying all at once, and the crowd was in an uproar.

The content of the notice caused a strong impact, shock and confusion on the people.

This allowed them to discuss vigorously without worrying about the misfortunes out of their mouths.

"How can a woman be an emperor? Isn't this a foolish act. Is it possible to embroider with the official?"

"Is the princess literate? Why did your majesty abdicate to the princess, and when a woman becomes an emperor, she is not afraid of being laughed at by the world?"

Their first reaction was resistance, anger, unacceptable, and only thought it was the top ridiculous thing in the world.

Then someone said:

"Do you guys listen to books in the tea house? It seems that there was a woman who was the emperor before, what is her name?"

"Dayang Empress?"

"Yes, you have heard of it."

The noise stopped for a while. Obviously, many people have heard similar content in restaurants and teahouses, brothel brothels and other entertainment places in the past few days.

Next, someone said:

"The notice said that the eldest princess was enthroned and was assisted by Xu Yingong."

Oh, there is Xu Yin Gong to help.

The objection is a bit smaller, but someone still mutters:

"Why did Xu Yinluo assist a woman to become the emperor? Isn't this just a fool. I have been in the country for 600 years, but there is no such precedent."

"Yeah, I really don't know what the official official and Xu Yinluo are thinking about, while negotiating with Yunzhou, while holding the princess as emperor."

"Xu Yinluo is confused."

The people who originally regarded Xu Qi'an as a hero and protector of Qingzhou were disappointed in the fall of Qingzhou, and even more as a shame to discuss peace. Although no one publicly accused Xu Qi'an, they must be disappointed in their hearts.

As soon as the notice was posted, the disappointment immediately fermented and turned into dissatisfaction.

Suddenly, a loud noise attracted the attention of the people around the notice wall.

Following the prestige, I saw a line of prison cars slowly approaching, followed by a large group of people, throwing stones and spitting at the prisoners on the car.

Someone carried the toilet and splashed dung on the prisoner in the prison car.

Among the leading riders, a watchman stood on horseback, beating a gong, and shouted:

"On the order of Xu Yingong, Yunzhou will be paraded in the streets against the party."

The crowds on both sides of the street are passionate. The people who came to join in the fun after hearing the news, some joined the ranks of throwing stones, some pointed, yelled, and some high-five and sang, which was very happy.

Ji Yuan's head is full of blood, and his heart is ashamed.

The accompanying Yunzhou officials shivered and cried bitterly.

...........

At dusk.

In the imperial study room, Huaiqing is sitting after the big case of laying yellow silk. Inside the hall are the two party leaders, Liu Hong and Qian Qingshu, as well as the official book of the Ministry of Rites.

Shangshu from the Ministry of Etiquette:

"His Royal Highness, the matter of enthronment has been prepared."

Huaiqing, wearing a simple and elegant palace dress, nodded slightly.

After the Shangshu of the Ministry of Etiquette returned to his position, Liu Hong went out to make a mistake:

"Today, the city is boiling, and the people still have resistance, but it is not serious. Xu Yinluo's reputation has also improved. The people in Beijing are still the most admirers."

After Liu Hong finished speaking, he couldn't help but laugh:

"With Xu Yinluo's current prestige, it is most suitable to **** His Royal Highness. At that time, no one was more popular than him."

The princess ascended to the throne and proclaimed the emperor. The aristocracy is actually more acceptable than the common people. As long as the benefits are in place, and then force is used to coerce, there are not a few who succumb.

The most important thing is that, in the eyes of the ruling class, although Huaiqing is a woman, after all, she is rooted in the royal lineage of Zheng Miaohong.

It is an exception for women to call emperor, and the next new emperor will still be the Dafeng royal family.

This greatly reduces the resistance of the ruling class.

But the common people don't care about these things. They must comfort the people and convince them. Huaiqing's prestige is not enough, and the public's prestige is not enough. Only Xu Qi'an can do it.

Qian Qingshu echoed:

"It depends on tomorrow whether your Highness can unite people's hearts."

Huai Qing lowered his head, reviewing the folds in his hand, without raising his head, he let out an "um":

"It's getting late, a few Aiqings step back first."

The three of them left the imperial study room.

The notes in Huaiqing's hands were handed over by the cabinet. The contents are all matters related to the enthronement, trivial matters, and the general manager. But there is one extremely important one, which is to call the prefects and all command ambassadors of each state to return to Beijing. Debriefing.

This is actually a negotiation, wooing, and doing ideological work for state leaders~IndoMTL.com~the next day.

On this day, the atmosphere in the capital was very strange. From the nobles and the people down to the city, everyone knew that this was a day destined to be recorded in the annals of history.

Because the eldest princess Huaiqing ascended the throne today, setting a precedent that has not been seen in 600 years.

The emperor ascends the throne, and ordinary people have no chance to see it, but it does not prevent them from paying attention and discussing.

All classes have different opinions. The students of the Imperial College and the Confucian scholars are saddened by the ascension of Huaiqing. Even if the Yunzhou Mission is paraded in the streets, they cannot win their favor.

At most, I won't scold Xu Qi'an.

The common people in the city have the most mixed opinions, some are unacceptable, some are irrelevant, and some choose to believe in Xu Yinluo.

Xu Mansion, my aunt also expressed views on behalf of the noble class.

"Master, isn't Ning Yan messing around? How can a woman be an emperor. I don't dare to go out, afraid to be recognized as Xu Ningyan's aunt, what if I get smashed by someone with a rotten egg."

My aunt is as beautiful as ever, and the years seem to pity her very much.

Although she is sitting with her daughter, she doesn't feel girlish, but she is not old, her face is tender and white, and she does not have any wrinkles.

Second Uncle Xu bowed his head to eat without commenting.

"Brother has his own measure."

Compared to her mother, Xu Lingyue appreciates the feat of her elder brother very much.

Auntie sighed when she saw her topic coldly:

"Qingzhou is lost, and Erlang is gone. There is news. Lingyin is practicing in the Gu clan. I don’t know when and when she will return. Will she be bullied by the barbarians in southern Xinjiang.

"Xu Ningyan, a bad species with no conscience, returned to the capital and didn't know how to go home to take a look."

As she was talking, her aunt's eyes froze and she looked straight out of the room.

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