The Reborn Noble Girl is Hard to Find

"Your Uncle Wang is dead!" The emperor couldn't bear it anymore: "It's not your turn to comment on his affairs!"

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" When the prince heard the emperor's words, tears welled up in his eyes, and he said: "I don't believe it!" and turned around and ran out. The queen glanced at the emperor, and there seemed to be a faint trace of tears in her eyes: "Your majesty, sometimes my concubine really doesn't know what you are thinking." After finishing speaking, she didn't care about the emperor's expression, and left with the prince .

After they had left, the emperor slowly raised his head. The emperor, who had never shown any emotions or anger on his face, had a faint sadness in his eyes. Don't dare to come out. The emperor and King Xuanqing have a deep brotherhood, and now that King Xuanqing has died of illness, it is reasonable for the emperor to be distraught.

The prince ran out of the imperial study and stopped in the garden in front of the pavilion. Compared with a year ago, he has grown a lot taller, and his face is no longer slightly innocent and childish. The son of the emperor's family has always matured much earlier than children of the same age. He tried his best to make himself more mature and stable, but when he heard the news that King Xuanqing passed away due to illness, the child who was trying to maintain the image of the prince still couldn't help crying.

He thought of that Uncle Wang who always had a cold face. Although he didn't talk and smile, at least when he asked to play with him, he wouldn't refuse like his father. Although he looks harsh, he is actually a very gentle person. Teaching myself archery and riding skills can make the young prince feel the warmth of family affection more than his father. Who said that there is no family relationship among the royal family, at least Fu Yunxi is the relative recognized by the prince. Now that Fu Yunxi is gone forever, he didn't even rush to see Uncle Wang for the last time, how could he not be heartbroken.

"Your brother, don't be too sad." There was a sudden voice behind him, and the prince turned around, only to see the seventh prince walking over with a piercing smile: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, no matter how sad you are, Uncle Wang will not come back to life."

The prince gritted his teeth and looked at him. The prince also knew a little about the hostile relationship between the seventh prince and Uncle Wang. Although he didn't know exactly what it was, at least the prince understood that Uncle Wang's death was a good thing for the seventh prince.

Seeing that the prince did not speak, the Seventh Prince laughed even more arrogantly: "No one can say for sure about the affairs of the world, maybe although you are sad now, Emperor Brother, maybe you will be able to see Uncle Wang soon."

The prince stared at the seventh prince in disbelief as if struck by lightning. The Seventh Prince smiled viciously, turned around and left. The prince was left standing there blankly. For some reason, the Seventh Prince's words gave him a strong feeling of uneasiness. In this palace, it seems that something big is about to happen.

But after Fu Yunxi's death, the military power under King Xuanqing was naturally concentrated in the hands of the emperor. With such a large military power, the emperor is not at ease handing it over to others. The army was left idle for the time being. If the Xirong people hadn't attacked Dazong two days later, no one would have realized the importance of this matter.

Inside the Golden Temple.

"Your Majesty! The Xirong people have forced themselves to the capital!" The spies under his command came to report, their expressions extremely flustered. Although the battle between Da Zong and Xi Rong has been confrontational for so many years, it is the first time that they have fought under the city gate, and the people in the capital are panicked for a while, and everyone in the capital is in danger. Moreover, the Xirong people were extremely cruel, they burned, killed, looted and committed all kinds of crimes wherever they went.

All civil and military officials stood silently, and the emperor was furious: "I repeat, who is willing to lead the army to fight!" This is really strange, a huge palace, so many generals, no one is willing Leading troops to fight. Cheng Lei disappeared inexplicably, and no one could find him. The new generals dare not go to the battlefield, and the old generals reason that they are too old and too old to take on such an important task. Some loyal generals leading troops in the front could not support the flood of Xirong soldiers for a while. There is no one to cooperate behind, it is really a dilemma.

Civil servants and military generals remained silent, the Xirong people were coming aggressively, they must have made perfect preparations. One can imagine how tragic this war was. Just kidding, there is only one King Xuanqing who was able to repel the Xirong people at the age of 13. If it was someone else, wouldn't he go up to die. Everyone is unwilling to be this early bird.

There was no one answering, the emperor sat on the high seat, and suddenly sneered: "Okay! Good! Good!"

After saying three "good" words, the emperor suddenly stood up and glanced at the officials below: "This is the pillar of the country I have raised! The good ministers I have raised!" He was trembling with anger, and his hands were a little unsteady . Before the sorrow of losing his brother could be put away, the Xirong people attacked aggressively, but no one was willing to take the initiative to fight yet. It was the first time in his life that the aloof emperor felt lonely. But the attitude of the ministers is too strange.

"Your Majesty, don't worry." A slow voice suddenly came, and the Empress Dowager slowly walked out from the inner hall, followed by the Seventh Prince in a golden robe.

The Seventh Prince walked in front of the emperor, did not kneel down, but bent slightly: "I am willing to lead the army to fight against the soldiers from Xirong."

There was no sound in the hall, the emperor stood quietly on the spot, his eyes fell on the flying golden dragon on the corner of the Seventh Prince's robe: "You want to lead troops to fight?" His voice could not be heard to appease his anger.

The Seventh Prince said: "Yes, please give me a military talisman."

Ask the emperor to give you a military talisman.

It's just a bronze medal, which can command thousands of troops. In history, how many people have fought for military power. This is a good thing, and it can also cause trouble. In Dazong, the soldier talisman in Fu Yunxi's hand not only represented a soldier talisman, it represented unlimited rights. With this soldier talisman, it was equivalent to controlling all of Dazong's army. All the generals have to bow their heads to it. In a way, the emperor's power is inferior to this soldier talisman.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince is willing to fight. Ai Jia thinks that you should give him the military talisman." The Queen Mother said slowly, her flying eyes looked very aggressive today.

"I, no." The emperor said.

The expression of the Seventh Prince did not change, but he just said: "Now that the Xirong people are approaching Dazong, no one dares to fight. My ministers are willing to wear armor and lead troops, but the emperor does not allow it. But my ministers do not want to lose the country without fighting." His voice With a veiled threat: "Please give me a military talisman!"

"You dare to threaten me!" The emperor was furious.

All civil and military officials remained silent, and what they were looking at was the Queen Mother.

Dazong is about to change. It seems that someone said it a long time ago. Now that this has really happened, there is only a faint fragrance from the hall, watching the scene of forcing the palace.

"The talisman is not on me." The emperor sneered, "What can you do?"