The eldest son is fierce

"What? Is there a problem?"

Tang Yi saw Shen Conglin's dark face, put his arm around his brother-in-law's shoulder, and said, "Brother-in-law, your grandfather doesn't want your sister to ascend the throne. What do you suggest we do?"

Shen Yanbing paused for a moment, then immediately said, "Your Highness, rest assured, I will kill anyone who dares to cause trouble at this time!"

Damn it, my sister has finally overcome all her hardships and is about to become the empress. Anyone who dares to stand in her way will be destroyed, not even her own grandfather.

"Hehe, my brother-in-law is still the most domineering."

Tang Yi patted Shen Yanbing on the shoulder and said, "Then you handle this matter! If you do it well, I'll promote you and make you your sister's right-hand woman. When your grandfather dies, I'll have your sister bestow a marquis title upon you for fun, how about that?"

Shen Yanbing immediately bared his teeth and said, "Forget about the Marquis, I think I have the qualities of a prime minister."

"No, you didn't."

Shen Conglin was terrified. He didn't know if Tang Yi was testing him or being sincere. If Shen Yanbing gave the wrong answer, it could bring the Shen family to ruin.

Nanjing is the empire that Tang Yi gave to Tang Zhao, not the empire of the Shen family!

He quickly changed the subject, looking at Tang Yi and saying, "You have a certain level of popular support in Nanjing. The compensation will only solidify your popularity. It won't be so easy for others to use public opinion to cause trouble."

"But your ability to conquer Kyoto so quickly is probably something many people didn't expect. Even if they provided assistance when you attacked Anjinglou, it would just be placing a bet."

"Now that Kyoto has been captured, how should the rights and interests be divided? That's the question."

“Once the distribution of benefits becomes unbalanced and people become dissatisfied, it will probably not be so easy for Your Majesty to maintain your position.”

Upon hearing this, Tang Yi looked at Shen Conglin with a shocked expression. Qiu Ju, Lü Liu, and the generals and soldiers of the Special Operations Battalion all stared at Shen Conglin with strange expressions.

They looked as if they had heard the biggest joke ever!

Feeling uneasy under everyone's gaze, Shen Conglin glared at Tang Yi and said, "What? Am I wrong?"

Before Tang Yi could speak, Qiu Ju sneered, her beautiful eyes filled with deep disdain: "Grand Tutor Shen is indeed getting old, and his thinking is really outdated!"

“My husband’s army, the Zhennan Army, with over 100,000 troops, is slowly advancing towards Nanjing, the capital. Zhuge Wanwan’s 200,000 troops will arrive in the capital within three or four days at the latest.”

“My husband’s air force is circling over Kyoto, and his cannons are mounted on the city walls of Kyoto… Hah, is this situation going to take away my husband’s profits? They should be thinking about… how to avoid having their profits taken away by my husband.”

Shen Conglin stood there dumbfounded, pointing at Tang Yi with his hand, speechless, only feeling a chill run from the soles of his feet to his head.

Good heavens, this guy conquered Kyoto, but he has no intention of peacefully resolving the Kyoto issue? He has no intention of sitting down and talking with the Kyoto elites?

This little madman... is he really that crazy?

It was only then that Shen Conglin realized that his so-called experience and wisdom on how to conduct oneself were completely useless to this young man.

"What...what are you going to do?!" Shen Conglin asked in a hoarse voice.

"I didn't do anything. What could I do? I wouldn't betray my allies."

Tang Yi grinned and said, "But a lot of things were broken during the battle, and the compensation would require a huge sum of money. I don't have any money, so I need to find some to spend..."

One sentence made Shen Conglin's blood freeze.

Tang Yi raised his hand and patted Shen Conglin on the shoulder, saying, "Old Shen, the new emperor will ascend the throne in three days. Tell all your old friends to go to the palace to pay homage to me."

"The new dynasty's name is Tang!"

"The new dynasty's reign title is Dingxin."

……

West City, the main hall of the Ran family mansion.

Ran Xiuyu sat in the main seat, with all the powerful and important officials of Nan Jing seated below him. The burly man standing in the hall was Gong Yinghan, who had just come down from the battlefield.

At this moment, everyone in the hall had extremely grim expressions, except for Ran Xiuyu, who sat in the main seat, calmly playing with his teacup, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him.

"Damn it, I always thought Granny Ran was being cautious. Even if Tang Yi had three heads and six arms, he couldn't possibly conquer the capital so quickly."

"I didn't expect him to actually take it down! Dark Capital Tower is really useless. They claimed that even the emperor was afraid of them, but they couldn't even last a day in Tang Yi's hands."

On the left, a slightly overweight middle-aged man stood up, cursing angrily with a livid face.

The man was none other than Fang Mao, the Minister of Works.

Hearing Fang Mao's words, some people in the hall frowned, some clenched their fists, some were angry, and some had already raised their teacups high, wanting to smash them, but hesitated because they weren't at home...

Previously, when Ran Xiuyu sent out troops, although they didn't say anything, they were somewhat disdainful. The Dark Capital Tower had been burning, killing, and looting in Nanjing for so many years, and the entire Nanjing couldn't do anything about it. Could Tang Yi really take it down? Not to mention that the Dark Capital Tower also had a Grandmaster-level expert in charge.

Therefore, the most likely outcome of this battle is that Tang Yi and An Jinglou will both suffer heavy losses, thus leaving them room to maneuver.

Unexpectedly, the result they predicted did not occur at all. Tang Yi not only easily destroyed Dark Capital Tower, but even the three grandmasters working together could not do anything to him.

If Gong Yinghan hadn't witnessed it himself, they would have thought it was utterly unbelievable.

"Now that Tang Yi has taken down the Dark Capital Tower and captured the false emperor Xiao Hu, what should we do next?"

Gong Yinghan frowned and said, "Zhuge Wanwan will take over Tang Yi's position as the commander-in-chief of the three armies. All troops in the capital will be under her command. The city's defense, the security of the capital, and the cleanup of the battlefield will all be the responsibility of Zhuge Wanwan."

“We… Ha! Tang Yi didn’t say a word to me, but he’s been getting along really well with those families in Kyoto.”

Everyone's faces were extremely grim, and they all understood Bai Yinghan's meaning.

In Tang Yi's mind, their last-minute intervention was merely icing on the cake, while many of those families had stood firmly with him from the very beginning.

Is adding flowers to brocade comparable to providing charcoal in the snow?

Can we really settle things like that? If we hadn't pretended to be dead, if we hadn't been so lenient, do you think you could have taken Kyoto so easily? You could have destroyed Dark Kyoto Tower so easily?

Now you want to marginalize us? Dream on!

"Hehe, young people, they'll take a liking to you if you give them a little encouragement."

"This is Nanjing, not his Great Yan. Whether the capital is in chaos or not is up to us."

"That's right. Before, we wanted to use him to get rid of An Jinglou. Now that An Jinglou is done for, he wants to kick us aside? Dream on!"

"..."

Everyone expressed their opinions, clearly unhappy that Tang Yi was taking away the fruits of victory.

The entire hall was in an uproar, filled with voices of discontent and anger. It seemed as if anyone would dare to fight Tang Yi to the death if they shouted at him.

At the head of the table, Ran Xiuyu calmly toyed with his teacup, completely ignoring the argument in the courtyard.

Seeing his leisurely demeanor, Gong Yinghan couldn't stand it any longer. It was this old geezer who had ordered him to send troops, but when he arrived, Tang Yi had only said a few polite words.

He wasn't even allowed to participate in some of the cleanup work; he could only listen to Tang Yi exchange a few pleasantries before leading his army back in a dejected manner.

I didn't get any benefits at all!

"Old Ran, please say something!"

Gong Yinghan's expression was somewhat grim. He said, "Tang Yi has taken over the Dark Capital Tower, and now he controls the Imperial City as well. If we don't do something, we'll really be out of the game."