The eldest son is fierce

The imperial study was silent for a moment, and then Emperor Yanwen's voice rang out.

"I understand my uncle's concerns, but... we have to do it."

Emperor Yanwen took a deep breath, his expression hard and resolute: "Without a Grandmaster in charge of the Great Yan court, even a dog would dare to kick us in the face."

"I've had enough of this miserable life!"

"I must get weapons, and I must get a Grandmaster Killer Weapon. If ten thousand people aren't enough, then I'll use a hundred thousand. If a hundred thousand isn't enough, then I'll use a million. Even if I have to use hammers, I'm going to get this Grandmaster Killer Weapon!"

Emperor Yanwen flicked his sleeves and said, "I trust Tang Yi. This kid... has many tricks up his sleeve to stay alive."

Emperor Yanwen gritted his teeth when he said this, and wanted to grab Tang Yi and beat him up again.

I am using you, but I also trust you.

I have never suspected you, have I? Besides, what is there in you that I should be suspicious of now?

Are you in a high position of power? Or do you command millions of soldiers?

You are just a loyal and brave marquis with no real power and a prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture with some real power. Do I need to be on guard against you?

Seeing Emperor Yanwen's determination, Prince Fu and Di Cang exchanged a glance and immediately declared their stance: "Your Majesty is wise and wise. We, your humble servants, are willing to sacrifice our lives for you and go through fire and water for you."

Emperor Yanwen naturally knew the loyalty of Prince Fu and Di Cang. They all survived the Jingkang Humiliation, and their relatives and families either died or were humiliated in that war.

No man will forget this shame.

Now, they all have a strong desire in their hearts, and they will not rest in peace until they have avenged their humiliation.

He helped the old Prince Fu and Di Cang up and said, "The supervision of the weapons production will still be in the hands of the emperor's uncle himself. I will let Tang Yi distract the enemy's attention to buy you some time."

"As for Lord Di, prepare to recruit a group of new soldiers as the subjects of the new army reform."

"But in order to avoid the enemy's suspicion, the number of troops is controlled at around 5,000. But according to Tang Yi, all of these 5,000 people must undergo background checks to ensure that their backgrounds are clean."

"The generals who are transferred back will be assigned to these 5,000 men after training and passing background checks."

Di Cang knew the importance of the matter and clasped his fists firmly, saying, "This old minister understands. This old minister will definitely cooperate with young man Tang to accomplish this."

Emperor Yanwen took a deep breath and looked up at the capital shrouded in darkness. "This is the crucial first step. Whether the mountains and rivers are shattered, or the clouds are cleared to see the sun, depends on this step we take."

Di Cang and the old Prince Fu both had resolute expressions. They naturally knew that what Emperor Yanwen said was true, and they had no way out.

Today, the Prime Minister's party, the Prince's party, the ***'s party, and many smaller parties all support the Prince to varying degrees.

With the support of the aristocratic families, although Emperor Yanwen was still the emperor, they had the ability to overthrow him at any time and were just waiting for an opportunity.

And this opportunity has gradually taken shape, and that is Tang Yi!

The more Your Majesty favors Tang Yi, the more he allows Tang Yi to carry out drastic reforms, and the more it touches the interests of those people, then there is only one final result!

——Clear the emperor’s side!

Tang Yi was purged from his position and became the target of attacks from all sides.

So there is not much time left for them.

"My dear, please leave. I want to be alone."

Emperor Yanwen waved his hand to let Prince Fu and Di Cang leave, and stood alone in front of the window of the imperial study for a long time.

Then he returned to his desk and wrote furiously. He thought about everything carefully and went over all the layouts and plans again.

Finally, he dropped his pen and fell silent again.

"Damn it, I've finally learned what it means when plans can't keep up with changes."

"Anything involving Tang Yi has three words written all over it—it's going to get out of control!"

Emperor Yanwen slammed his fist on the table and said angrily, "He launched two counterattacks in a row tonight, and I almost couldn't resist him. Tomorrow he will launch another big counterattack, and I guess he will slap me in the face again."

"I am the emperor. Is he my sword or am I his sword? Does this bastard have the right answer?"

Emperor Yanwen flicked his sleeves, looked at Chen Diaosi who was standing not far away, and said coldly: "Old man, what do you think?"

Chen Diaosi put his hands in his sleeves, bowed and said with a smile: "This old servant will stand aside and watch."

Emperor Yanwen gasped: "Get out!"

"Okay." Chen Diaosi quickly bowed and left.

Humph, Your Majesty, even if you are angry, please at least pretend to be angry!

Is that passion on your face anger? You're clearly saying:

I want it, yes, I want it, give it to me quickly...

……

The next day.

After a heavy rain in the middle of last night, Kyoto has clearly entered winter and the weather is starting to get colder.

The people who were still wearing light clothes yesterday have all changed into thick winter clothes today.

Apart from this, there were no other changes in Kyoto. Before dawn, the whole city had already woken up to the hustle and bustle, demonstrating the prosperity of the city.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and those nobles stayed in the palace yesterday. Today's morning court session is sure to be bloody."

"Of course. This time, Tang Yi killed the sons of nobles. Can those guys handle it?"

"If you ask me, it's a good killing. Who among those damn Jinyiwei didn't deserve to die?"

"..."

Outside the palace, all the civil and military officials were stamping their feet and rubbing their hands, waiting outside the palace gate for the court session. They gathered in groups of three or five, whispering about the serious case committed by Tang Yi.

In the carriage not far away, Minister of Rites Qi Wendao listened to everyone's discussions with an extremely gloomy expression.

They originally wanted to minimize the impact of the case, but now the whole case has spread throughout Kyoto, and even three-year-old children know about it.

Now when people mention Tang Yi, any man will give him a thumbs up and say: Little poet, you are such a man, so cool!

This made Qi Wendao feel as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly. Someone was fanning the flames to help Tang Yi win people's hearts, and now they had to protect Tang Yi for the sake of their reputation.

Thinking of this, Qi Wendao wanted to greet the prince's ancestors for eighteen generations. Damn, you are a prince, and the clan etiquette, countless civil officials, and aristocratic families are all standing behind you.

What a good situation!

Even if you do nothing, we can easily push you into that position.

Even if we just wait for the Prime Minister to come back and do something big in secret, we can force His Majesty to abdicate in minutes.

What about you? You're just like those two idiots, Liu Wen and Tang Jing. You were determined to mess with that worthless Tang Yi, and now you've put us in a passive position.

idiot!

When Qi Wendao was so angry that he wanted to curse his mother, the prince was almost frozen stiff.

In the Zi Zheng Hall, except for a few elderly nobles who were dragged away by Emperor Yanwen's order, the rest were all kneeling in the hall in thin clothes, shivering with cold and almost lying on the bed.

The prince used his status to order the palace maids to send him clothes and quilts, but they were all rejected.

Not only was he rejected, but even the cotton-padded clothes sent by the empress in the harem were rejected by Chen Diao Si.

However, when waiting for all the officials to enter the hall, the prince and a group of nobles still knelt upright for the sake of face, to show their determination and pride.

"This old minister pays homage to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Qi Wendao saluted the prince with a smile, but his smile was full of sarcasm.