After rebirth, I kidnapped the future powerful official

The hall was silent for a long time, Emperor Yongtai sighed and murmured: "Wan'er, I really..."

The unfinished words are pressed in my heart, like a heavy stone, lingering.

King Yong was ill for more than ten days, the gate of the palace was closed, and the front door was deserted, except for the imperial doctor who came from the palace, only Xu Mingxuan, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, came and went. People doubted, and occasionally brought Cui Yunhao to visit with him.

In the blink of an eye, January is over, and the spring breeze of February has brought some warmth, pushing all the trees in the capital out of twigs. There is nothing new in the court. If there is anything, it is the staff of the Ministry of War Cui Yunhao, who was promoted to a higher rank, was promoted to be a doctor of the fifth rank, and also a bachelor of Hanlin.

Everyone thought his promotion was inexplicable. In the eyes of the courtiers, Cui Yunhao was the champion of Yongtai for 30 years. The emperor loves it, and the bench is settled.

Sure enough, Cui Yunhao was sent to study the history of the country, but he didn't realize it. He studied the history of the country for more than half a year. At the end of the year, Cui Yunhao was promoted to two ranks. As soon as he got started, somehow he got the favor of the emperor again, and he was promoted to doctor again the next month.

It was as if a pie had fallen from the sky, and it hit Cui Yunhao's head in a daze. Why didn't such a good thing happen after being a Beijing official for so many years?

The courtiers wondered in their hearts, did the new Fang Silang, who was appointed to the Ministry of War, really fall into Emperor Yongtai's eyes?

In short, no matter whether it is true or not, when they met Cui Yunhao on the road, they had to put on a smile and call him Master Cui.

Master Cui thanked him for his kindness, and took office immediately. He first went to greet his immediate superiors, but the left and right servants were not there, and he only saw the Minister of the Ministry of War.

The Minister of the Ministry of War is called Shang Wuyou. Both he and the left and right servants were newly appointed at the beginning of this year. He is slightly fat and always has a smile on his face. He is nearly fifty years old and looks very good-tempered. He has said a lot to Cui Yunhao Encouraging words are nothing more than devotion to duty and sharing worries for you.

Cui Yunhao responded one by one. He looked at the minister of the Ministry of War in front of him, but what Chu Yingying had said in his heart was that at the end of March, the army invaded and broke two cities in a row. A request for tribute was issued to the Great Zhou Dynasty. In mid-April, Emperor Yongtai agreed to ask for tribute and opened a new horse market. In July, Minister of the Ministry of War was imprisoned and abandoned the market.

In just over half a year, the main officials of the Ministry of War have been changed twice, like leeks, and they have been cut twice.

Cui Yunhao cupped his hands, smiled at him and said, "Master Cui reminds me a lot, I will keep it in my heart."

Shang Wuyou laughed and said: "Okay, okay, the left and right servants are not here today, it's not too late to see you later, you go to work first."

"Yes, the subordinate retire."

After Cui Yunhao left, he went to the Ministry of War to be on duty. All the officers and chiefs lined up in unison, saluted in unison, and respectfully waited for the arrangement of the new boss.

Cui Yunhao smiled and didn't sit down, just stood with them, and said kindly: "You don't have to be polite, you and I used to be colleagues, and we will be in the future. However, the old rules remain the same.”

Everyone responded in unison, and went to work separately. Gu Jiongang came over, cupped his hands to Cui Yunhao and said with a smile: "Congratulations, my lord, for your promotion."

Cui Yunhao smiled, a small official came in from outside, first saluted Cui Yunhao respectfully, and then said: "Master Cui, Master Yu is back, let the officer invite you over."

Yu Bo is the Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of War and Cui Yunhao's immediate superior. He nodded and thanked the little official before going to see him. Yu Zuoshilang is nearly forty years old. With long beards, he looks like a literati. Naturally, he gave Cui Yunhao a lot of encouragement. He expressed a sense of intimacy inside and out, and the meaning was probably the same as what the Minister of the Ministry of War said. Let Cui Yunhao Do things well, serve the court and so on.

Cui Yunhao responded respectfully one by one, and when he went out, he ran into an old acquaintance head-on, both of them stopped, but the man's face was the same, and he smiled, cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty I have met Master Cui."

Cui Yunhao also nodded and said with a smile: "Master Guan."

Guan Hanzhen smiled so that his eyes narrowed slightly, and said: "Master Cui is promoted, it is really rude for the subordinate officials not to send congratulations in time."

His tone was very sincere, as if he felt so from the bottom of his heart, Cui Yunhao didn't make him look bad, but just smiled and said: "Master Guan has a heart, don't worry about it, I still have some things to do, so I will stay with you for now."

After he finished speaking, he nodded slightly, walked around Guan Hanzhen, and walked forward until he reached the end of the corridor, Cui Yunhao still felt that gaze on his back, and he remembered what Xu Mingxuan said a while ago Well, the emperor let him into the military department, and at the same time let in someone recommended by the crown prince, it turned out to be Guan Hanzhen.

He really belonged to the prince.

……

In the middle of February, the army invaded the border again. The Zhou Dynasty was defeated and retreated to Luocheng. At the beginning of March, the city of Luocheng was destroyed. The urgent report is like a sharp arrow, galloping along with the messenger's horseshoe all the way, piercing the heart of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the capital.

The horseshoes stepped on the official road, and the dust was flying, attracting pedestrians to avoid, all the way to the front of the palace gate, you can see the corners of the palace wall flying up, the glazed tiles shining in the early spring sunshine, the hoarse voice of the messenger came from afar, Tore apart the prosperous scene of the capital: "Report to the border customs for li urgently!!!"

Shouts passed through the air and faintly spread into the Golden Luan Hall. The ongoing court meeting came to an abrupt end. Everyone seemed to be aware of it. Turning around, Emperor Yongtai stood up from the dragon chair and stared blankly at the hall. Outside, the bright sunshine was extremely dazzling, and he ordered in a deep voice: "Come on, go and bring him here."

From this moment on, the entire court of the Great Zhou Dynasty was shaken by this urgent border report...

Emperor Yongtai immediately ordered to mobilize the army of the state capital to go to Louguan for reinforcements, while immediately transporting food and grass to resist the enemy, but urgent reports came from the front like snowflakes, all of which were bad news.

On March 25, the army enemy began to attack the city. In just ten days, Louguan fell, and the army retreated again. On March , the army retreated to Yulian Pass. If Yulian Pass is broken, the entire Central Plains will face the enemy. Open it, the Great Zhou Dynasty is like a soldier who has taken off his armor and let the enemy slaughter him.

On March 27th, General Pingyuan died in battle. At the same time, the documents of the army's enemy asking for tribute were sent to the capital, which aroused the anger of Emperor Yongtai.

The weather was gloomy, just like the mood of all the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Dark clouds were densely covered. In the afternoon, it started to rain. The location of the capital is in the north.

Standing at the door of the house, Chu Yingying saw General Pingyuan's Mansion on the opposite side. The former high-profile mansion was now covered with white cloth, fluttering in the wind, like a traveler without direction.