Traveling through troubled times, he fled with his stepson

Chapter 123: Wan Zongrong

September in Gyeonggi Province.

It is the season when golden chrysanthemums are in full bloom. Within the heavy red walls, the golden chrysanthemums form a sea of ​​flowers, with layers upon layers of undulating waves.

It looks very pleasing.

Chrysanthemums are old flowers, but the people in the palace are no longer the old people. The concubines who came to appreciate the flowers are gone, and even the emperor has been replaced twice and his whereabouts are unknown. Instead, there are people who live in the Golden Palace under the banner of clearing the emperor's side.

Wan Zongrong spent many months and finally took over the palace from those pedantic people. He put in a lot of effort and finally became the owner of the palace.

"Wan Zongrong! Where did you take the Empress Dowager and the young emperor in the name of clearing the court of corrupt officials?"

Wan Zongrong had just come out of the Golden Throne Hall. He walked around the palace freely. The first thing he did when he entered the palace was to have it searched inside and out, but he still couldn't find the empress dowager and the little emperor.

Even the eunuch who was said to be nine thousand years old was not found.

This made Wan Zongrong particularly angry. It just so happened that a person who came looking for death was a censor. When used as a gun, this kind of stubborn person is the most useful.

However, now it's my turn, killing this kind of person is not enough to vent my anger.

A man who looked like a royal guard immediately appeared behind him, drew his sword and slashed it at the man's neck. The man who had just shouted a few words fell straight down.

The blood slowly flowed out, staining the bluestone ground red.

Wan Zongrong looked at him with disgust, then snorted coldly and left.

He was already quite old, but he walked with great vigor. Soon two younger men came over.

The two men saluted Wan Zongrong: "Father."

The three people standing together look particularly similar.

"did you find it?"

The two men shook their heads and said, "My second brother and I have brought people to search the capital and the surrounding areas, but we still can't find it."

Wan Zongrong looked annoyed: "The Queen Mother, a woman with a child and several people accompanying her, can she escape from the capital?"

"Keep searching, search harder!"

His anger made the two sons look at each other, then bowed and walked away.

Next to him was a man in a blue-grey robe. The man was slightly hunched and saluted in front of Wan Zongrong: "Envoy Wan Zheng, there is one thing you must not forget."

Wan Zongrong tried his best to restrain himself in his anger towards the person in front of him, but his tone was still a little unhappy.

"What else?"

"I wonder if the Queen Mother took the Imperial Seal with her. While you're looking for her, check for any possible places where the Seal might be hidden."

The man hunched over and bowed, looking extremely respectful.

Wan Zongrong immediately suppressed the anger that was rising up in his heart.

As long as he got the imperial seal, he wouldn't have to go to so much trouble to capture the empress dowager and the young emperor. They couldn't beat or scold them in public.

If he really got the imperial seal, then using the emperor to control the princes would definitely not be as good as ascending the throne legitimately.

By then he will be the emperor, and no one will dare to disobey him.

"Pass the order and search the entire palace. I don't believe they can take the imperial seal with them when they escape!"

The man next to Wan Zongrong had a gleam in his eyes. When he hunched over, he looked much shorter than Wan Zongrong.

He and Wan Zongrong share the same fate, so Wan Zongrong naturally trusts him very much.

Tell him everything.

"Wei Yu, what do you think about Gu Yan? Will he come back? Will he flee with the Queen Mother?"

Wan Zongrong thought of that man, the moody Nine Thousand Years Old Man of the Capital.

The highest authority after the emperor.

"If the emperor were still alive, I would never dare to take that step." Wan Zongrong has now reached the highest Star-Picking Pavilion in the entire palace.

The scenery here allows you to see all the beautiful scenery of the palace.

He represents the aristocratic families, and when the old emperor was alive, he was an expert in the art of ruling. Under the suppression of the old emperor, he and the aristocratic families restrained each other, and the two families complemented each other.

Later, the old emperor's health became worse and worse, and his sons did not learn their father's wisdom. Each of them held a large number of troops but had evil hearts.

Despite being so clever and scheming, in the end the Queen Mother and the young Emperor ascended the throne and held the power of the world.

I'm afraid no one can imagine the subtle calculations involved.

September in Gyeonggi Province is a cool and refreshing autumn month, which is a good time for hunting in previous years and is no exception this year.

It's just that the wild beast was replaced by someone from the capital.

Ever since Wan Zongrong killed the censor, he had no intention of going back.

Therefore, he used drastic measures. The court was divided into several factions, and those who supported the Queen Mother and the young emperor were put into various prisons by him under various excuses.

As for the people under the Nine Thousand Year Old Gu Yan's command, he had already strangled them when they broke into the palace.

There are only three or two people left who are barely alive, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

In this capital city, there are only his own forces, the aristocratic families and some people who really don't know which faction they belong to.

It was not easy for him to kill them all, so he could only find excuses to replace the people in the court with his own people little by little, so that the court could become his own people.

Before the task was completed, the letter of war floated towards the Golden Palace in the imperial palace like snowflakes.

Prince You, who was in the fiefdom of Jinzhou, actually launched a massive northern expedition under the pretext of protecting the imperial ancestral temple.

Recruiting soldiers and horses along the way will make people lose momentum before the battle even begins.

Wan Zongrong suddenly swept the memorial in his hand to the ground, and looked at the person who had been following him with a gloomy look.

"Sir, do you think I should send someone to intercept them on the way and kill Prince You?"

"Killing Prince You is not practical." The man bent his body and spoke quietly in his ear.

"I heard that Prince You had nothing better to do, so he and his men bribed the gatekeeper to help carry the weapons. Prince You has been practicing martial arts over the years. If we fight one-on-one, Wan Zheng basically has no chance of winning."

These words are extremely realistic and heartbreaking.

But it was enough for Wan Zongrong to advise.

He also recruited soldiers and horses in the capital. As time went by, his sphere of influence was not limited to the capital.

Wan Zongrong knew that once the war broke out, he and Prince You would fight to the death.

We are all the same kind of people, and we know exactly what the other person is thinking.

Wan Zongrong looked outside. Autumn was the harvest season. The sea and sky were blue outside. It was a good time of the year.

If he were to capture Prince You, he would have few formidable rivals.

Ascending the throne became the most important thing for him.

The people around Wan Zongrong helped him analyze the situation, and they issued warnings and admonitions to those who were causing trouble.

He had to let these people know who was the ruler of the world.

His recruitment of soldiers and preparation of weapons and food fodder made it impossible for several surrounding states to gather food, and those he forced had already lost their heads.

Wan Zongrong's reputation for bloodthirstiness finally spread.

Some people followed him because of his cruelty, while others were afraid of him because of his ruthlessness.

But in the end, Wan Zongrong could not resist and became the overlord of the north.