"Zhang Da, remember, the so-called "no way to pick up the remains and no doors are closed at night" does not exist. No matter what conditions are under, there are people who dare to violate the ban. Any capable minister must accept this fact, and the night market will be open!" Sima Ji turned around and looked at the loyal guards meaningfully, "Besides, this is a good thing, otherwise what is the use of those governors, chiefs, and county magistrates?"

Sima Ji was quite unfamiliar with doing such a thing for the first time, but he realized true knowledge through practice. In the future, he would be able to accumulate valuable experience.

At this moment, a team of horse-riding guards rushed into the city, followed by a tall carriage rushing around. The crowd, still talking, immediately scattered when they saw this scene.

When the arrogant team left, the crowd gathered again and whispered to the carriage that raised a dusty area, "What awesome, even the prince is not so arrogant when he leaves the city." The young man holding the hoe spat and said softly.

"It seems to be the guard of King Fan Yang, so let's not talk too much. They are a family." The man in brown clothes who brainwashed the crowd earlier began to calm his emotions.

If Sima Ji knew that the brainwashing work of the people was so embarrassing, he would definitely make timely improvements. But now he is holding a large ruler and measuring the ginseng in his hand. "Thirty centimeters are really not small." The ruler in his hand is exactly one meter, which is not a difficult thing. Just calculate it and find someone to measure it and constantly correct it.

He picked out ten ginsengs that were very handsome. Sima Ji was about to let the maid wrap it in silk. When he looked up, he saw a guard running over anxiously. There were a few guards wearing armor behind him, not from the Yan Prince's Mansion.

"I just started to prepare for the Eight Kings Rebellion yesterday. Today, someone came to Luoyang thousands of miles away to capture me? Isn't this a bit nonsense? Another big prince He Gu rebelled and lived..."

The idea of ​​taking it to me was roaring and getting it to the end was dispelled when I saw Sima Xu. When I was still a distance away from the hall, the guards had already stopped and stood face to face on both sides of the corridor, with one hand on the hilt of the knife around my waist, showing their fierceness.

This made Sima Ji unsure again. The thoughts he took for me were wandering in his mind. He kept holding the ruler and ginseng in one hand, standing in place in a staggering and sunny manner.

"I wonder when King Fan Yang will be?" Sima Ji, who was stiff all over, glanced at the guards, and his title changed from Uncle to King Fan Yang. Even further away, Zhang Da had already led the guards of Prince Yan's Mansion, and he felt relieved.

Sima Xu glanced left and right, and shut up his guards. Sima Ji also understood and let the maids in the hall go down.

Sima Xu waited silently for everyone else to go down, stepped forward and lowered his voice, "Your Majesty has passed away, and the new monarch ascended the throne."

"What?" Sima Ji looked at Sima Sui in horror. Sima Yan died? But if he died, you came to Jicheng with so many guards, as if I was treason. What is the reason?

Sima Ji took a deep breath and calmed down the tension in his heart. This made Sima Xu feel very touched and comforted softly, "Qingxuan, the world is sad at this time, so don't be too sad."

I was frightened by you! Sima Ji stared at him and heard the other party say, "Qingxuan, for the sake of the present, we are all going to Luoyang. The new king ascends the throne is a big event for the entire Jin Dynasty. Only Luoyang has the latest news."

"Okay!" Sima Ji nodded fiercely. Without further ado, the new king's ascension to the throne will inevitably bring about a series of chain reactions. The old saying goes that the emperor and the ministers are the same. Even if you are ready to stay away, you still have to take action. The pure escape from the world is no different from the metaphysics of the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

Furthermore, the Great Jin Dynasty ruled the world with filial piety. When the emperor passed away, who dared not to attend the funeral? To put it bluntly, even if the King of Yan was so ill, he might be punished if he didn't attend the funeral.

The two of them made a few turns to the bed of the King of Yan Sima Ji. Sima Ji's face was gray, which was completely in line with the definition of being lingering. His hair was disheveled and his eyes were dull. After hearing this news, he finally showed a rare appearance in his life and shouted Sima Yu's words, "Wu Hui, I have been sick for a long time and cannot travel far, but at this time it is important, Qing Xuan will leave it to you to take care of."

Sima Ji swore that this was the first time in 16 years that he felt that this cheap father was a little responsible.

"Taixuan is well cared for, Luoyang is not a tiger's den, so I have no problem with Qingxuan." Sima Xuan promised repeatedly, and at the same time sighed that the two of them were close to each other, and they often visited each other when Sima Ji was in good health. It was only in recent years that he became unfamiliar and felt a little guilty.

"I will definitely return soon after finishing my work." Sima Ji bowed and saw that King Yan Sima Ji had closed his eyes and nodded weakly. Obviously, the words just now had consumed a lot of energy.

Outside the palace, there were already fifty guards wearing armor and waiting with horses. These guards of the Yan Palace will protect Sima Ji's safety on the road. Even if they have a good relationship, their wealth and life will not be handed over to the hands of the Fanyang Palace. There are four maids waiting to take care of their food and daily life along the way.

The fast horse whipped, and together with the team of Fan Yang King left the city, disappeared from the sight of the people of Jicheng. He was shaking all the way, and he dared not say that he was running at lightning, but he also reached the maximum speed of the carriage.

With the bumpy carriage up and down, enduring the gastrointestinal tumbling, Sima Ji thought about what happened next to divert his attention. The Jin Dynasty can be said to be a microcosm of the Tang Dynasty, but it was too concentrated. The Jin Dynasty demonstrated everything that happened in the Tang Dynasty for more than two hundred years in just over twenty years.

The power of the princes of the Jin Dynasty did not depend on the power of the country's fiefdom. Even a first-class fiefdom like Yan State would be too difficult to use five thousand vassal soldiers to fight against the central government. In fact, several famous vassal kings in the Eight Kings Rebellion all went out to control the local guardian army of the Jin Dynasty, just like the governors after the middle of the Tang Dynasty.

The Jin Dynasty after Sima Yan's death was just like the Tang Dynasty after Li Shimin's death. Sima Yan asked the relatives and royal family to assist in the administration, and Li Shimin also arranged the funeral. At the beginning, Yang Jun, the relative of the foreign government, drove away the minister of the regent Sima Liang to take charge of the court and began to suppress the royal family. In the first stage, the relatives of the foreign government won the victory.

In the Tang Dynasty, Changsun Wuji framed Li Zongdao, Li Ke, and also a relative of the foreigners, won the victory. In the second stage of the Jin Dynasty, Jia Nanfeng destroyed Yang Jun, and in the second stage of the Tang Dynasty, Wu Zetian killed Changsun Wuji, and the queen won the victory. Both entered a certain period of stability. In the third stage, the royal family made a comeback, and the Jin Dynasty directly led to the Eight Kings Rebellion. After Li Longji of the Tang Dynasty was old, the feudal states became bigger, leading to the Anshi Rebellion.
Chapter completed!