Traveling through the emperor, overthrowing the empress dowager at the beginning

In the capital city.

Since Ye Chen left, the news that the Tatars had entered the capital area had quickly spread throughout the capital.

People are talking about this in the streets and alleys, and after meals.

When the people heard about the Tatars, they all changed color.

And on this day, in Tong’s fish shop.

Several traveling merchants and a scholar were sitting at the same table.

The scholar held a newspaper in his hand, cleared his throat, and read the contents word by word.

"Recently, the soldiers of the Beijing Camp have fought bravely, repeatedly defeating the Tatar army. The Tatar army has suffered repeated defeats and is now in retreat."

The traveling merchants at the same table and the people around listened carefully to the contents of the newspaper read by the scholar, and each of them had a look of joy on their face.

However, suddenly, the scholar slammed the newspaper on the table, scaring everyone.

He showed a look of disdain and said, "This is all nonsense!"

Upon hearing this, the people present were stunned. A traveling merchant quickly pulled the scholar's sleeve and asked, "This is already on the notice. How can you say this is nonsense?"

At this time, Mo Rou, who was cleaning the counter, also looked over, her eyes full of confusion.

The scholar noticed everyone's gazes and realized he was being noticed. He felt proud and said, "I have accurate information. The Tatar army has already penetrated deep into the capital area and is less than a hundred miles away from the capital. What's in the newspaper is all false. Judging from the battle line, it is clearly the Tatar army that is advancing, while the Beijing camp troops are trapped in the camp and dare not come out at all."

After hearing this, everyone looked horrified.

Mo Rou's pretty face also turned pale.

The scholar was even more proud and continued, "Besides, the Beijing Army has already experienced a major battle, and now they have to face the Tartar cavalry. How can they possibly withstand these consecutive battles?"

"It is unwise for the imperial court to provoke the Tatars at this time. I think that even if the Tatars retreat this time, the people in the capital will suffer greatly."

Hearing this, Mo Rou's body shook, her face full of worry.

At this moment, Tong Le suddenly rushed out from the backyard.

She was still leaning on her crutches, her pretty face full of anger, pointing at the scholar.

"You're talking nonsense. I don't want to do business with you. Get out of here!"

Upon hearing this, the scholar's face turned pale. He was about to take action, but he noticed that several burly men around him had stood up.

"How disgraceful! Humph!"

The scholar waved his sleeves and walked away.

At this moment, he just felt that Tong Le's anger was inexplicable, as what he said was clearly the truth.

And it's not just him. Most of the knowledgeable people in the city think so.

There are some things he dare not say openly.

But the current emperor is really not doing a very good job.

The scholar felt that if Dayu's country was to be destroyed, it would be at the hands of the current emperor. For the first time in history, the Tatars had entered the capital area.

Dayu had established the country for more than two hundred years, but this kind of thing had never happened before.

But he had already held back with his words, yet Tong Le was still so rude to him.

I simply don’t know what to say!

Women are not worth having discussions with!

The scholar left Tong's fish shop in a bad mood and soon walked into a street.

He wanted to go home.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a fast horse galloping towards him.

His face changed and he quickly stepped aside.

Then there was a loud shout, like thunder.

"Great victory! Great victory!"

The scholar was slightly stunned and surprised to see the cavalry galloping past him.

"The Beijing Army has won a great victory over the Tatar army! We have defeated 20,000 enemies and captured 5,000!"

"The Tatar army has been defeated, and the capital is safe!"

In an instant, the astonishment on the scholar's face quickly disappeared.

After being stunned for a moment, he unconsciously took a step forward and rushed towards the messenger with many people, wanting to know more information.

In the capital, the good news spread as quickly as the spring breeze.

Like a gust of wind, it blew away the people's anxiety that had been brewing for many days.

At this moment, in a hidden private room in an inconspicuous restaurant.

Several nobles including Anding Earl Fang Taiqi, Chengwu Marquis Yu Xiu and Ning'an Marquis Zhang Dejing were gathered here.

Since Ye Chen personally led the expedition, they have gathered frequently and held discussions continuously.

Ye Chen took away their armed servants, which made them feel a personal threat.

It also brought them together.

Fang Tai, the Earl of Anding, sat at the main seat, his brow furrowed as he asked, "It's been so many days. Can the Tatar army really win?"

Yu Xiuze immediately said, "It will definitely work! After several major battles, I heard that a quarter of the Emperor's troops have been injured. The Tatar cavalry are elite and brave. The Emperor will definitely not be able to defeat them!"

Ning'an Marquis Zhang Dejing also nodded. "That's right. I heard that the troops in the Beijing camp are now afraid to leave the camp. The little emperor is trapped. I think this time, the little emperor is doomed!"

"Alright, alright! As long as the Emperor's armed forces are weakened, we will immediately mobilize the surrounding troops and march to the capital to defend him!"

Fang Taiqi narrowed his eyes and sneered.

Hearing this, everyone nodded, with anticipation in their eyes.

They were beaten up by Ye Chen and felt very aggrieved. They were just waiting for Ye Chen to get into trouble so that they could replace Dayu with another emperor.

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the restaurant.

At first, they only felt that there was a lot of noise outside. Then, Yu Xiu stood up puzzledly, opened the window, looked outside, and saw a cavalryman running towards them quickly.

Then he heard a sound that made him feel like he was struck by thunder and dizzy.

"Great victory! Great victory!"

"Your Majesty personally led the army and triumphed over the Tatars!"

"Destroy 20,000 enemies and capture 5,000!"

It was like a bolt from the blue!

All the nobles who were plotting stood there in a daze.

His face was full of shock and disbelief.

At the Prime Minister's house.

The butler of the Prime Minister's Mansion trotted all the way to a courtyard.

In the courtyard, Yang Dechang was holding his beautiful concubine and listening to music leisurely.

The butler first respectfully presented a bamboo slip, and then whispered a few words in Yang Dechang's ear.

In an instant, Yang Dechang's face darkened and he pushed his concubine to the ground.

Then he slammed the table.

"waste!"

Yang Dechang was extremely depressed. He thought that even if the Tatar army could not defeat the Di Gui army, they would not lose so badly.

These are the Tatar cavalry.

Even if I can't beat you, I can always run away.

As a result, the main force of the Di Gui army was still there, and several thousand war horses were seized!

The Tatars suffered a crushing defeat and their entire army was routed!

Ye Chen's reputation has been raised to the extreme.

Yang Dechang stood up and stared towards the north with a gloomy look.

He clenched his fists tightly in his sleeves, and his knuckles turned white from the force he exerted.

He was angry and at the same time felt deeply uneasy.

He knew without thinking too much that Ye Chen would definitely make a big fuss about this victory and completely control the government.

Ye Chen's wings have grown strong, but his minions have been clipped off.

In just three months, he lost everything.

"Damn little emperor!"

Yang Dechang's face was as gloomy as water. He suddenly turned to look at the butler and said sternly, "Go get some paper and pen."

The housekeeper hurried to get paper and pen. Although paper was very expensive in the capital, Yang Dechang could certainly afford it.

Yang Dechang quickly picked up his pen, wrote a letter, and handed it to his housekeeper, asking him to find someone to copy dozens of copies and send them to dozens of nobles in the city.

At this time, Yang Dechang had decided to give it a try.

If you don’t fight hard, you will just be pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered!