Chapter 184: Liu Jiuren, the King of Zhenbei, formed an alliance that was against the will of the world!

Qianqing Palace.

There was silence in the hall.

At this time, everyone couldn't help but look outside the hall, with astonishment, confusion and puzzlement in their eyes.

No one expected that after the battle of Chuzhou City, King Zhenbei Liu Jiuren was not only still alive, but was now standing in front of them alive.

Several ministers couldn't help but rub their eyes, wondering if they had seen it wrong.

Some looked at each other in bewilderment, and many more held their breath, and the entire hall fell into an indescribable silence.

"Is he crazy?"

Someone was whispering, with undisguised fear in his voice.

"Or maybe he has something to rely on. Does he have a backup plan?"

Another voice answered, but it didn't sound confident.

No one understands what King Zhenbei is thinking when he takes the initiative to ask for a meeting at this time. Doesn't he know that this is the most dangerous place for him?

You must know that the situation has reversed now. He is no longer the King of Zhenbei who previously commanded 400,000 northern troops and had great power over the world.

Not to mention that if His Majesty were to hold him accountable for the loss of Chuzhou City, he would surely be killed.

But now the young emperor has already taken power. He has cleared the court and the country with thundering means and controls most of the power.

Even Lan Shuyan has been claiming illness and not attending court these days, seeming to be planning to retire.

If it were them, if they were lucky enough not to die, they would definitely hide among the people, occupy the mountains and become the kings, and would never take the initiative to ask for a meeting. After all, taking the initiative to ask for a meeting would mean certain death.

For a moment, everyone looked at Liu Jiuren in surprise and doubt, wondering what his purpose was in taking the initiative to ask for a meeting at this time.

Under everyone's surprised and suspicious gazes, Liu Jiuren slowly walked up to the hall. His posture was still upright, and there was no trace of defeat on him. His eyes were calm, as if the storm in the hall had nothing to do with him.

What surprised everyone even more were the people following Liu Jiuren.

Those people were big and strong, wearing brocade hats and sable furs, and looked like foreigners from outside the Great Wall, which was very different from the people in the Central Plains.

Each of them had a hooked nose and looked around the Daqian Palace with their hands behind their backs. They looked arrogant and did not show any nervousness at all about meeting the emperor.

At this moment, one of the sharp-eyed ministers nearby recognized them and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Northern Barbarians? This is the clothing of the Northern Barbarians. King Zhenbei, what do you intend to do by bringing the Northern Barbarians to the palace to meet the emperor?"

Northern barbarians?

This sentence was like dropping a heavy stone into a calm lake, causing ripples.

Why are the northern barbarians here?

And with such an arrogant attitude?
At this moment, the faces of everyone present turned pale, and their eyes were filled with fear.

Even Liu Wulie, who was sitting on the high platform, was a little restless. A hint of barely perceptible nervousness flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

He was not unaware of the news of the Northern Barbarians' invasion.
Even the reason why Daqian has been able to persist until now is partly due to the efforts of the Northern Barbarians.

If it weren't for the northern barbarians who were watching closely and making Lin Zhongyun cautious, the rebel army would have already sounded the clarion call to attack Hanzhou.

But when did this uncle of the emperor have any connection with the Northern Barbarians? Now he brought the Northern Barbarians to the palace, looking fearless. Doesn't it mean that he has the capital to compete with me because he has the support of the Northern Barbarians?
Thinking of this, a chill flashed across Liu Wulie's eyes, and he stared at His Highness's uncle with burning eyes.

"hateful!"

Feeling the extremely burning gaze, Liu Jiuren's face suddenly darkened, and he felt like a thorn in his back.

He looked up at his nephew who was the emperor again. Perhaps a series of blows had already made him lose his previous immaturity. His every move was quite dignified, and he exuded a majesty that only belonged to an emperor.

At this moment, he felt that his nephew, the emperor, had become an extremely unfamiliar person. Was this still the nephew he had played with before? He could not help but feel a complex emotion in his heart, with both surprise at his nephew's growth and worry about his own situation.

If he had not been so powerful at the beginning and relied on his prestige to maintain the government and handed over Daqian to his nephew, the emperor, perhaps Daqian would not have ended up in its current situation.

But at this point, it's too late to say anything.

Now, there is only one thought in his mind, that is, Lin Zhongyun must pay the price he deserves. Lin Zhongyun, the person who pulled him down from the position of King of Zhenbei, must pay the price he deserves.

After he led his men to evacuate from Chuzhou, he was disheartened and wanted to return to Hanzhou to make plans. However, when he thought that he had lost his power and would die if he went back, he immediately gave up the idea.

He also thought about hiding his identity and ruling the mountain. That way he would have a way to survive no matter what.

But what he never expected was that the Northern Barbarians had been eyeing the battle in Yangzhou from the very beginning, and before he could rest for a few days, the Northern Barbarians came to his door.

They agreed to help with revenge, but the condition was that he become a running dog of the Northern Barbarians.

He knew that if he did this, he would be criticized and nailed to the pillar of shame.

But in order to survive, and even more to take revenge on Lin Zhongyun, he no longer cared about anything else, and he was determined to drag Lin Zhongyun into the water no matter what.

"I, the King of Zhenbei, am here to see Your Majesty, and I have no intention of doing anything wrong."

He took a deep breath, suppressed the deep hatred in his heart towards Lin Zhongyun, and said in a deep voice: "I am actively seeking an audience this time to atone for my sins and to do my last bit of strength for Daqian."

As a member of the Daqian royal family, he had to do this, even if it meant bearing eternal infamy.

His voice echoed throughout the hall, causing everyone to look at each other, not knowing what to say.

If it were in the past, doing so would be tantamount to colluding with foreign races and would be treated as treason and would be dragged outside and tortured to death.

But now?
It seems that this is the only way to save Daqian right now.

In fact, everyone was well aware of the current situation, but no one dared to bring it up. Now, Liu Jiuren had broken the window paper.

Liu Wulie, who was sitting on the high platform, looked at the emperor's uncle who had once been so powerful that he now looked pious and extremely ferocious. The coldness in his eyes subsided a little, but he still remained vigilant.

He knew his uncle, the Emperor, very well.

When he first ascended the throne, in order to demonstrate his prestige, his opinions were opposed and obstructed in every way.

Moreover, he has great ambitions and relies on his status as the emperor's uncle to form cliques and factions everywhere. He is a complete traitor.

As the saying goes, it is easy to change the country but difficult to change one's nature. Although the words of this emperor's uncle sound high-sounding and tear-jerking, the intention behind it may not be so simple.

Seeing that Liu Wulie still didn't believe him, Liu Jiuren continued, "This time I came to see you, and I also brought the will of the Northern Barbarian Chagan Khan, who is willing to make friends with Daqian and help Daqian deal with the rebels.

There is only one condition, that is, after Daqian is pacified, you cannot attack the northern border again."

Hearing this,

Seeing that Liu Wulie still didn't believe him, Liu Jiuren continued, "This time I came to see you, and I also brought the will of Chagan Khan of the Northern Barbarians, who is willing to make friends with Daqian and help Daqian deal with the rebels. There is only one condition, that is, after Daqian is pacified, you must not attack the northern border again."

Hearing this, Liu Wulie flew into a rage. He slapped the armrest of the dragon throne, and the sound resounded throughout the hall, as if expressing his inner anger. However, this was just a pretense, and he had long since calmed down. After all, this was indeed an excellent way to solve Daqian's current predicament.

As for the northern border, it has now been conquered by the northern barbarians. Even if the whole country is pacified, Daqian will not have the energy to recover the northern border for the time being, so it doesn't really matter if it doesn't attack.

What's more, he only promised not to attack, but did not promise when not to attack.

All the civil and military officials in the court also shouted loudly. They stepped forward one by one and expressed their dissatisfaction with Liu Jiuren's proposal with righteous indignation.

Even if they were pretending, they had to pretend to be extremely angry to show their loyalty to Daqian and their hostility towards the northern barbarians.

"Liu Jiuren, you are selling out your country for personal gain!" An old minister pointed at Liu Jiuren and shouted angrily.

"I have absolutely no such intention. This is just for the sake of Daqian's peace." Liu Jiuren responded in a deep voice without changing his expression.

"An Ning? You are letting a wolf into the house!" another minister said angrily.

Liu Jiuren took a deep breath and continued, "My Lords, although the Northern Barbarians are the enemy of our Daqian, the rebel army is now strong. Without external help, I am afraid that Daqian will not be able to hold on. I am willing to bear the infamy, just hoping that Daqian can survive this disaster."

"As for the so-called eternal infamy, it has absolutely nothing to do with any of you present here. I beg your majesty to make a holy judgment. I am willing to bear everything in order to save Daqian."

His tone was extremely serious.

On the dragon throne, Liu Wulie was also staring at him closely with a frown.

These days he has a better understanding of Daqian's current situation.

He knew that Daqian was on the brink of extinction.

Joining forces with the Northern Barbarians is arguably the only way to survive.

No matter how unwilling he was in his heart, as things had come to this point, as the emperor he could only remain calm.

But let him, the emperor, directly agree to join forces with his enemy.

Of course it's impossible!

"Since you want to do this, don't blame me!"

Looking at Liu Jiuren in the hall, Liu Wulie seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Zhenbei King Liu Jiuren, you lost Chuzhou City first, and then led the northern barbarians to the hall. Either of these is a capital crime worthy of beheading."

“However, you are a descendant of the royal family after all. You have worked hard and made great contributions in defending the northern border over the years. You may be exempted from the death penalty, but you cannot escape the punishment of living.

Send an order to exile King Liu Jiuren of the North from Hanzhou and erase him from the genealogy of the Daqian royal family, leaving him and the children of the aristocratic families to fend for themselves."

When the voice fell, the audience was shocked!
Everyone couldn't help but look at the young man on the dragon throne, their faces filled with shock!
Those who can personally enter this hall are all old foxes.

They immediately guessed what the young emperor was thinking. After a brief moment of shock, the historian beside him immediately wrote:

In the winter of Daqian, the King of Zhenbei brought the envoys of the Northern Barbarians to the palace to seek peace after his defeat in Chuzhou. He was sternly rebuked by a group of ministers and His Majesty. The Emperor, with His Majesty's majesty, wiped out the King of Zhenbei's family tree and exiled him...

Hearing this answer, everyone looked at each other, but no one said much.

Liu Jiuren swept away his previous gloom and his face was full of joy, because the purpose of his trip had been achieved.

As the king of a country, Liu Wulie certainly could not directly agree to the request of the Northern Barbarians.

After all, Daqian and the Northern Barbarians have a deep hatred.

You can't agree directly no matter what.

Now that he has been expelled from the country, and along with those children of noble families, this has already given him a considerable portion of Daqian's current military strength.

In this way, it can be said that the conditions of the Northern Barbarians have been agreed to in disguise.

As for erasing the royal family genealogy, Liu Jiuren didn't care at all. If he could defeat the rebel army, his reputation would surely skyrocket.

……

At the same time, a hundred miles away in Yangzhou, Lin Zhongyun was still unaware of the fact that the Northern Barbarians had formed an alliance with Daqian.

He was carefully examining a sample that had just been forged, pondering in his mind.

Since his last failure, he has been reading the comments below the video again and again, trying to find inspiration for a breakthrough. This time, he found many posts about iron smelting, some of which detailed the cold quenching and fire quenching techniques.

After that, he immediately summoned craftsmen to conduct forging experiments again in the workshop according to the new forging technique.

After hundreds and thousands of tests, we finally forged a product that met the standards in terms of both weight and hardness.

At this moment, Yuan Jingxin came over with a serious expression and said in a deep voice: "Sir, according to the information obtained by our spies, the Northern Barbarians have recently transferred a large number of troops from the grassland. We must make plans early!"

Upon hearing the news, Lin Zhongyun was not panicked at all, but rather acted very calm.

"Take a look at this armor first. How does it compare to the current mainstream armor of Daqian?"

He handed the forged armor sample to Yuan Jingxin, then put his hands behind his back and said calmly, "What are you afraid of? The rebels and the northern barbarians will have a battle sooner or later. The more troops the northern barbarians send, the less time I will have to look for them on the grassland in the future."

At this point, a fierce light flashed in his eyes: "Now, I can't wait to see the horrified expression on the face of the Northern Barbarians when their proud cavalry is defeated."

Yuan Jingxin took the armor, weighed it several times in his hands, and then said, "Your Excellency, this armor is too light. I'm afraid it has little defensive power."

Hearing Yuan Jingxin's words, Lin Zhongyun couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't worry, this adopts a new forging process, and its hardness is not inferior to the current popular armor."

Yuan Jingxin then continued, "Your Excellency, after the last order was issued to the major families, most of them were unwilling to give up their vast wealth and were ready to make a move. Some have already contacted the Daqian court. Should we..."

"Need not!"

Before Yuan Jingxin finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lin Zhongyun with a sneer, "Why stop them? Only in this way can we know who among these noble families is the enemy of our righteous army. Since they want to take the bait so much, why should we stop them?"

In his opinion,

This incident is like a big net that can expose all those people with bad intentions. Otherwise, these people will definitely cause trouble in the future. Instead of that, it is better to catch them all now.

"Yes, my lord."

Yuan Jingxin nodded heavily. At this time, he finally understood who was the one sitting on the Diaoyutai.

"There are also some noble families who are undecided. They have united and want to talk to the prince?"

"Talk to me? Until now they haven't figured out their place."

Lin Zhongyun sneered, his eyes turned cold, and he shouted, "Well, it's time to let those people know that Daqian is a thing of the past. Who is the master of this world!!!"

"Since they want to talk, I will give them this opportunity and bring them all to the palace..."

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