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Chapter 402: Report Victory

The war in the Western Expedition was tight, and the funerals of the Xu family, the deposed prince and the Jin king were both simple and quick.

The Ministry of Rites found a reason and said that it was not easy to stop the spirit in summer, so when Xu was 70 years old, he buried the three of them together.

After all, looking at the face of King Jing and King Qi, Xu was temporarily buried outside the tomb of the former emperor's ministers after the deposed crown prince, "it's not too late to wait for the future to move."

As for King Jin's coffin, it was buried safely beside his parents.

King Ping cried so hard that his throat was coughing blood.

Seeing the sadness in the light, he ordered people to find a small village nearby, and then simply called Shi Pan, Qianshan and Zhen Sanjiu to stay with him.

He only said to the outside world: "Ping Wang Chunxiao, he refused to return to the capital. It would be better to stay and guard the tomb. Whether it is the late emperor or the late Jin King, he is probably willing to let him accompany him."

Shi Pan asked Qingcan again: "I am impatient when I am old, so I still have to be more secure if I can go wherever I go."

Wei Yang agreed, and let King Zhuang and King Kang stay with him for a few days. Then the group returned to Beijing.

When things are over, it is already midsummer.

The father and son of the Xixia Palace finally decided to win and lose. The old emperor killed the prince and his group of people. The capital of Xixia was filled with blood.

Then the oldest one of the living sons was sent to see King Huan.

But King Huan refused to accept it: "It's just a surrender, what's so great? Let your father send your seal from Xixia! By the way, I will write another edict to pass on the throne to you."

The prince was so excited that he trembled all over, and his words were paused well and he passed the words back.

The old emperor of Xixia was so angry that he spat another mouthful of blood on the spot. He drew his sword and killed the bastard son himself, but ordered his second son to dress as before, with the throne edict, the imperial seal and the surrendering letter, and sent it to the central army tent of King Huan outside the city.

This time, Duke Hengguo rushed over.

Seeing this, he took over the things before King Huan, and said with a look of spring breeze that he was the Grand Marshal of the Western Expedition personally appointed by the new emperor Yukou, and he agreed to the peace talks.

Seeing the opportunity, the new prince of Xixia immediately rushed up, immediately followed the Duke of Hengguo and invited him into the city.

Duke Heng agreed proudly, but also "politely" asked King Huan to walk in front of him and entered the capital of Xixia in a swaggering manner. That night, he sent the documents that reported the victory back to the capital.

The day after returning from the imperial tomb, I had already promised that Wei Bai would not enter the palace for the time being and would not receive the task for the time being, but the new emperor called her into the palace and happily showed her the good news:

"I believe Chang'an would rather hear such a happy event as soon as possible?"

Wei Fei was indeed happy, laughing, standing in her head, leading the civil and military ministers of Xuanzheng Hall to congratulate the new emperor: "Congratulations to the emperor, for this great victory!"

The new emperor laughed to the sky, was full of confidence, and waved his hand to ask for a general amnesty for the whole world.

"Take it slow." Zuo Xiang was so happy that he couldn't see the teeth, but he was still rational. "When the army came back and the Taimiao sacrificed, it would not be too late to do it again."

He covered his mouth with his sleeves and smiled and joked: "The emperor always wants to leave some time for the Ministry of Rites, historians, Hanlin Academy, and the students of the Imperial Academy!"

Such a major event, both inside and outside, and anyone with a little ink and official title would probably write it out loud and praise it. How could he be so hasty and ready to amnesty the world?

This kind of reward is the greatest reward the emperor can give. Could it be that the celebration ends here?

That definitely won't work.

The new emperor understood this and became more and more proud. He waved his sleeves: "I will follow the good deeds as if I were flowing. Let the left minister make arrangements!"

He smiled slightly and turned to look at Cui Ji: "The Ministry of Rites is going to work hard again. Things are done well. By the end of the year, I will take the lead and ask you for rewards with the emperor!"

"After the fight, we have to negotiate. Now there are military generals there. Is it possible that a member of the Honglu Temple will be in charge, so as not to be deceived by the treacherous people of the Western Xia?" Wei Yin, who belonged to the calm camp in the court, immediately began to consider the subsequent errands.

The new emperor nodded with a smile: "What the Marquis Su said is not bad. Go to Honglu Temple and the Ministry of War, so go to the Ministry of War!"

Everyone's eyes subconsciously glanced at the vacancy of the Minister of War.

Wei Yin frowned, opened his mouth, and swallowed it back.

The new emperor looked at him and couldn't help but laugh: "Mr. Su has something to say."

"If you are not in your position, you will not plan your politics. The minister is Taichang Temple, so it is not advisable to say much." Wei Yin bowed his hand and lowered his head.

The new emperor was funny: "Since you have already spoken, let's talk about it. The country's major policies are up to the public to discuss so that the ministers can check for omissions and make up for the shortcomings and be thoughtful and complete."

"Yes. I want to say that since the case of Yongning Bo has been investigated and examined, why did Your Majesty delay the verdict? Although the Ministry of War lacked him, there was no mistake in this period. However, after all, it is a national important weapon, so it is better to choose a person as soon as possible."

Weiyin said this and looked at Zuo Xiang with some reproach, "It is really surprising that the Ministry of Personnel is not in a hurry for such a major matter."

Wei Yang stood in front of him and couldn't help but cover his eyes.

This matter has been delayed to this day. First, the Zuo Prime Minister wanted to wait for the Marquis of Jiading to recover from his injuries, and second, the Xin Emperor wanted to wait for the Duke of Hengguo or the Marquis of Jing'an to return to Beijing. Everyone understands it, so they pretend to be deaf and dumb.

But who knew that my father was thinking about national affairs and said it outright.

The new emperor looked at Wei Fei's expression and knew that Wei Yin was not under her instructions. He felt a little relieved. He lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and said to Zuo Xiang: "Forget it, it's because I'm too soft-hearted. Zuo Xiang is considering it and let someone convict Yongning Bo. The Ministry of Personnel also sent the Shangshu to the candidate for the envoy to Xixia."

The left bowed and agreed.

The great court dispersed.

Without waiting for everyone to leave the hall, Zhao Xu hurried from the harem: "Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager invites you to come here."

What big thing happened that he actually ran to the hall to talk about?

The new emperor's eyebrows suddenly frowned tightly.

"Your Majesty... The eldest princess looks back at you..." Feng Jing lowered his voice and reminded him carefully.

The new emperor quickly stretched his eyebrows and nodded at Zhao Xu: "Okay, I'll go now."

Seeing it in a slight sense, I knew it in my heart, a sneer spilled out of the corner of my mouth, and it floated away.

When he returned to the eldest princess's mansion, Wei Yang immediately ordered Zhang Kuan: "Call Jiulang. I have something to do to order the Emperor of the Underworld."

At one moment, Jiulang came and raised his hands to return Cui Yu's plaque: "The villain wants to go to the imperial tomb to accompany King Ping, please ask the eldest princess to bow down."

"When you say this, I remember that, besides you, there was an old nanny and a maid around Azhi. Where did she go?"

"Your Highness is over, and they are going to return to their hometowns. They are getting dressed up these two days." Jiulang lowered his head.

Wei Yang shook her head: "I heard that the old lady came out of the palace, and I thought she had been left to take care of Azhi's brothers by the last Concubine Yang. Why? Just Azhi, don't care about King Ping?"

Jiulang was stunned: "Then, that's not."

"You also know that the people around King Ping were almost cut off by..., and now it is a restless girl next to me who is taking care of her.

"That girl, fighting is OK, but taking care of people, but it's really not possible. Go back and ask those two people. If you want, go to the imperial tomb with you and serve King Ping's daily life. My girl will give me the arrangements." Wei Yang thought and arranged.

Jiulang was happy to hear it: "Yes! When the villain comes back, he tells them that they will definitely be willing to stay!"
Chapter completed!
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