Quick Transmigration: The Male Supporting Character is Online

Chapter 546: My big announcement, death 67
But the capture of Baiyun City was not the end. Ye Zhongjing in the mountains and forests also heard the sound of artillery fire and took advantage of the daylight to speed up his pace.

The eagle flapped its wings, and Qi Yuan and Lin Jing sat in the simple pavilion they had built, drinking tea as if no one else was around. They were waiting for the final curtain call here.

Xiao Jing knew that he had been drugged, and when he thought about the opposition of his men, he immediately knew what they were going to do, so he rushed back desperately after waking up.

But in the end he was still a step too slow, and Baiyun City fell.

Xiao Jing looked at the rising black flag and his heart was filled with despair, "Your Majesty!"

Xiao Jing was so sad that he vomited blood and shook his body while holding on to the tree, his belief collapsed.

He had known that the lieutenants and the others were dissatisfied but did not stop them. Instead, he repeatedly softened his heart due to past friendship and eventually killed His Majesty. Although His Majesty was not killed by him, he died because of his fault. How could he be worthy of His Majesty's newcomer.

Xiao Jing cried and laughed as he watched the soldiers approaching. He recalled in his mind how high-spirited he was when His Majesty made him a general and took charge of the military. He thought of the days of military training in Prince Xiang's Mansion, and those memories finally stopped at the first time he saw him. The scene when Ye Zhongjing.

"Child, follow me, don't beg for food."

Young Master Jinyi snatched the bowl from which he begged for food, and the beggar followed him and practiced martial arts from then on.

Your Majesty, can you please go slower and allow the guilty minister to clear the way to hell for Your Majesty?

Xiao Jing stabbed himself with a horizontal knife, tears dripping into the red blood and sliding down the blade.

Xiao Jing died. The defeat of the war did not crush him. What crushed him was the guilt of indirect regicide, regret, and true despair.

At the foot of the mountain, Qi Yuan and Lin Jing watched the black shadow rolling down the hillside. Lin Zhi drew out his long sword to guard Qi Yuan.

Even the younger Xu Wenwu is the same.

Ye Zhongjing was exhausted, his body was burning with high fever, but his mind was extremely clear at this moment.

"Prince, a child imprisoned in the East Palace, ha!" Ye Zhongjing spat out a mouthful of blood, as if he was laughing at himself and at Qi Yuan.

The young man in front of him has a handsome face, with the paleness of a sickly person. Even though he has the intimidation of an emperor, he is still a thin young man. Ye Zhongjing had killed many people like this, but it was a shame that he was defeated at the hands of such a kid.

"King Xiangyang, is the sword in your hand good or not?" Qi Yuan played with the white porcelain cup in his hand and looked down at the sword in Ye Zhongjing's hand with an indifferent expression.

Ye Zhongjing raised his head and wanted to see something else in Qi Yuan's eyes, perhaps hatred, or the joy of the winner, but he only saw a pair of indifferent eyes, he could not see his own exist.

He looked down on the young man in front of him, and the young man's eyes did not fall on him. He was ignoring him, but he was also confident in strategizing.

Facing the doomed ending, there is naturally not much emotion.

"Suffer death, boy!"

Ye Zhongjing did not answer Qi Yuan's question. He just picked up the knife and rushed towards Qi Yuan with a will.

Qi Yuan didn't even take a second look, he just threw the tea cup in his hand, and the white porcelain fell to the ground with a clang.

At the same time, Ye Zhongjing was also penetrated into the heart by Lin Zhi's sword.

Ye Zhongjing's consciousness began to blur. He only heard a sigh in his ear, "Another tea set is missing."

On the white porcelain cup is a shot down gold needle. The gold needle is as thin as a cow's hair and contains highly toxic substances.

Ye Zhongjing didn't know how to evaluate it. After all, in his opinion, his death was worse than a set of cups. He was in high spirits when he was crowned king. At that time, he was loyal to the emperor and patriotic.

It's just that the king is unruly, accompanied by the expansion of desire and ambition. Who doesn't have ambition? It's a pity that people's hearts are fickle, and so is loyalty. I'm just a lonely person.

Ye Zhongjing's last memory stopped at the moment when he led his troops to break through the city and entered Kyoto, high-spirited and high-spirited.

Qi Yuan stood up and left. It was over now.

The summer is hot, and the forest is also unbearably hot. A raging fire has been ignited in the big pit outside Baiyun City, with thick smoke and crows squatting there. The army went south, and the war finally came to an end. Wang Shi returned south, and the emperor returned to his throne to bring order to the chaos.

As for the two corpses outside Baiyun City, they were homeless in the south and north.

rest in peace? A young man's hemp rope carried the name of the country's subjugation, and fires all over the mountain burned the loyal princes and generals. If it were not for the King of Xiangyang, perhaps with the help of those capable ministers, the young emperor could have grown up, and the crumbling Daxuan would have been able to revive with its withered trees. .

There is no right or wrong, only winners and losers.

The king's army won a great victory and unified the world. The black battle flag was raised high, and the people along the way were all excited.

"Your Majesty is victorious! Your Majesty is victorious!"

The people and the army were shouting, the crowds were huge, the thin people's eyes were bright, and the war was over. These people who grew up in the prosperous era of Daxuan were willing to believe that life would be better when the emperor returned to his throne.

Qi Yuan is the spiritual pillar of the entire Daxuan, and he is always there in Daxuan.

Kyoto, the emperor returns to the capital.

The emperor's ceremony was solemn and grand, and the court meeting in the palace began. Qi Yuan wore a black robe and a crown. Looking at the familiar furnishings in the main hall, he felt as if he had passed through the years.

"I will join you, your majesty. May your majesty live forever!"

The ministers knelt down and worshiped. Qi Yuan stood at the top of the jade steps and his eyes were full of ambitions to conquer the country. However, Daxuan has experienced war and drought, and the disaster years have not yet passed. Even if there are overseas food supplies, they need to recuperate.

The joy of thinking about Qi Yuan's ascension to the throne is no longer so strong.

"The country's name is Yongchang, and the great propaganda is Yongchang!"

Qi Yuan was too lazy to talk nonsense and decided on the country's name before starting to deal with political affairs at the meeting.

In the first year of Yongchang, Daxuan came back from the dead and began to move towards another prosperous era. On the first day of the legendary emperor's dynasty, he ordered craftsmen to carve territory maps on the court meeting hall.

Daxuan was recuperating, and Qi Yuan was also sharpening his knives. Improved varieties of sweet potatoes, potatoes, corn, and rice were promoted by the Department of Agriculture in Kyoto. Taxes were reduced to support the people, the army was expanded and a navy was established.

High-yielding crops allowed the people to have enough food and clothing to get out of the haze of war. At the same time, the agricultural department improved and invented many agricultural tools and fertilizers. After a sharp increase in the first year, Daxuan's grain output reached an astonishing level in the fourth year of Yongchang, with sufficient grain and grass to fill the national treasury. .

Qi Yuan, who had been stable for four years, finally had the capital to expand his territory.

"Where is Lin Zhi?"

"Chen is here!"

Qi Yuan looked at Lin Zhi, who was getting taller and taller, and nodded with satisfaction, "I will appoint you as the General of the Northern Expedition to lead 80,000 troops into Liaodong. I will establish Dongzhou on Fanbang's territory!"

The emperor is ambitious and his men are all generals and talented people, but he doesn't want to fight? impossible.

What's more, those who hold high positions in the court are young people who are high-spirited and want to make contributions. A man should take the lead in expanding his territory!
"Meng Ran is the general of the Southern Expedition, Zhu Wanyi and Cheng Caitai are the deputy generals. They will lead 100,000 troops and establish a new state in the south."

The battle in the north and south was very costly. Xu Mingxu glanced at his brother Xu Mingyi standing in front of him, and finally felt a little comforted when he saw that his brother's neck was red with anxiety.

Your Majesty has placed these two brothers in charge of the Ministry of Household Affairs, which shows your trust. Your Majesty is a young man who has a strong desire to open up new territories and expand the territory. However, people's livelihood is difficult and they still need to save some money. However, no one from the civil and military ministers in the court reminded or advised them. This shows that they have to come from the Ministry of Household Affairs. Keep it to yourself.

Xu Mingxu took a step forward and poked his brother's lower back with his elbow. Xu Mingyi was excited, and when he turned around, he saw his brother's miserly look.

"Brother, it's true that we brothers are of the same mind. You also think that fighting a war on two fronts is too expensive, right? The Ministry of Revenue has no money, right?" Xu Mingxu hinted that he would kiss his eldest brother.

"Fart! Who said Hubu is a pauper! Come forward, civil and military! See if my nephew doesn't beat him to death."

(End of this chapter)