The third year of Kunyuan.

The king of the Yi people in Zezhou raised an army to rebellion, and the Dawu Dynasty sent Lin Feichong to lead his troops to attack.

When Lin Feichong first arrived in Zezhou, he immediately recruited civilians and recruited local soldiers. He also fought many times, and all of them were quite successful, which greatly boosted the morale of the officials and soldiers.

In July, he fought with the chieftains, killed thousands of troops, seized countless counties, and seized several of them as a result of the victory, and attacked Xinfeng County.

When the news reached, the court immediately cheered and cheered.

Jingyang City, Prince's Mansion.

"Your Highness is very happy. General Lin has another city. I believe he can quell the rebellion this year!"

Several civil and military officials flattered and flattered.

"Um……"

Wu Ding sat in the main seat, holding the battle report in his hand, but fell into deep thought: "Lin Feichong's ability, Gu naturally believed, but was afraid that he would be too aggressive under pressure..."

When he reaches his level, he naturally knows that his talents in peacetime are completely different from those that he can play in wartime.

Even though Lin Feichong was talking big in the mansion, it is still unknown whether he could fight or not when he was released. Fortunately, this person used his actions to show that he was still worthy of his trust and investment.

I just hope he will not force himself to attack because of his excessive pressure, so the overall situation should be fine if no other forces continue to intervene!

When Wu Ding thought of this, a layer of haze appeared on his face.

Zhang Hanlin was very capable. After being ordered to investigate, he quickly turned the details of Wu Yue, the Minister of Rites, to the sky, and gave him the feeling that he was a slightly dead official, without any abnormality, and even had some inclination to the prince, who was obviously a potential princeling.

The more this happens, the more frightened Wu Ding is, because all of this shows that there is a terrible and hiding force that is targeting him in secret.

"call……"

Wu Ding vented: "I don't know what kind of murderer it is. How dare you do this? Are you really not afraid of being destroyed by the nine clans?"

He was very clear about some of the things in the market.

Due to gender restrictions, even though the gentry recognized the saint Wu Zhi as his majesty, under the pressure of swords and axes, they were reluctant to do so.

In their ideal, the ruler who governs the country must have a man, even if it is just a decoration! Otherwise, the man who is a man will not be able to bear the face.

Therefore, many forces hope to push Wu Ding up, and even boast of themselves as loyal ministers.

However, in his opinion, such a loyal minister was completely helping him.

However, the forces that appeared this time were obviously not that simple, but were really intended to be detrimental to themselves!

Wu Ding walked into the garden and looked at the dark sky. Suddenly, his heart sank, and there was a feeling of storm coming.

"Your Highness!"

"Your Highness!"

The sound of steps sounded, with a hurried cry.

Wu Ding only felt his chest was dull and wanted to block it. In a daze, he saw Zhang Hanlin rushing towards him: "The Taoist Dharma is sent to speed up, and it's time to speed up!"

He came to Wu Ding, bowed deeply, and spoke quickly: "The general Lin Feichong underestimated the enemy and was ambushed by the chieftain witch bone poison in the miasma forest. He was killed on the spot, and the army was killed and injured!"

"What?"

Wu Ding was shocked and shook slightly with Yu Ruyi in his grasp: "What's so?"

He has always known Lin Feichong's talent that it must be greedy for merit and progress. There must be a hidden trick in this.

But no matter what, it is a fact that it is to lose troops and generals and greatly damage the face of the court. Even if you can come back alive, your fate will not be much better.

“Not only that!”

Zhang Hanlin took a deep breath: "There are rumors in the market that the saint wanted to change the country's name to 'Kun'! In the future, Yin is used to control virtue, and it is passed down from generation to generation to generation, and women are present to the court!"

"What a weird thing, what a joke!"

Wu Ding sneered, but his face turned pale again.

"There may not be groundless, and there is no reason. What's more, the saint has indeed prepared to change the country's name in recent days. This combined with rumors, which can easily make fools and fools have associations. Those who claim to be princelings will also be ready to move!"

"this……"

At this moment, even Wu Ding was a little lost: "What do you think should be?"

"In the opinion of a little minister..."

Zhang Hanlin just wanted to talk about some old and successful national strategies that would not change, but his heart trembled again. After all, this is the prince! If you go further, you will be the king!

Who doesn’t want the merit of supporting him? And at this time, the prince is qualified to attack the throne, regardless of his intelligence, strategy, or ability!

But he had a foundation, swallowed his saliva and forced these thoughts down. Just as he was about to speak, a guard outside the door hurried over: "Is the will!"

"Transfer the sage's oral order!"

Before the guard stood firm, a group of eunuchs rushed in outside, and a sharp voice sounded: "The prince is not sure about the people, and he has caused the court to lose his troops and generals. He ordered him to stay in the door and reflect on his mistakes. I admire this!"

"Son-in-law..."

Wu Ding was shocked, and Yu Ruyi in his right hand finally fell to the ground, slamming into pieces.

Even though he is talented and has great luck after all, he is still vulnerable in the face of imperial power and hegemony.

As soon as this order came, the guards and eunuchs in the prince's mansion were trembling, and Zhang Hanlin even felt cold sweat on his forehead, feeling like a storm was about to come and wind filled the building.

...

"The prince was ordered to think about his mistakes behind closed doors?"

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, under a tree as green as jasper, Zeng Yu was playing chess left and right. He heard this and immediately paused in surprise.

"Yes, master, it's been spread all over the world, saying that the saints today intend to change the day and the sun, and in the future, they will use Kun as their name, and Yinde will be the main dynasty!"

The old housekeeper stuck out his tongue.

"Nothing!"

Zeng Yu's originally gentle and unchanging face finally storms: "Even if the saint intends to change the country name, what does it have to do with the prince? Such a far-fetched explanation! Also, why does the news about the prince's mansion spread so quickly? Go on and tell my people in the mansion that if you gossip again, be careful of your heads!"

When he said this, Zeng Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, with murderous aura.

The old butler was shocked and immediately realized that the matter was serious. The master was really going to kill someone, so he immediately turned into a nodding worm: "Abide by the order! Master, I will go on now!"

"well……"

After the trembling old housekeeper left, Zeng Yu put down the chess piece and sighed suddenly.

As Wu Zhi's most important counselor later, he knew the character of this lord very well, resolute and decisive, and had a great sense of truth, but since Mr. Wu left, he has become more and more profound and difficult to predict.

The deliberate traces of attack on the prince were too strong, but the saint did this and let these thieves stir up the wind and rain. It was really unsettling.

"Could it be... the saint intended to set off a long line and catch a big fish?"

Zeng Yu suddenly felt a sudden trembling, looking at the direction of the imperial city, and immediately felt a deep and deep chill that penetrated his bones.

"If so, I shouldn't participate too much..."

How many founding prime ministers have been able to start and end well in all dynasties?

When Zeng Yu thought of this, he suddenly lost all his ambitions and prepared to immediately close his door and wait and see the development of the situation.

"With the mind of the saint, what's the use of these clowns who jump to the bells, even if they are so happy?"

...

"Okay! I didn't expect that Qingling Sect could do this at this level!"

It was the secret room last time, and several Taoists gathered together, all with joy on their faces: "Now the empress has scolded the prince and ordered her to think about her mistakes behind closed doors. This is why the holy family has declined."

"Wrong!"

A Taoist next to him shook his head and expressed his opinion: "The empress is right and the rewards and punishments are clear. This time the prince was wrong, but it was just a small mistake. He thought about his mistakes behind closed doors, and it would be fine if he punished him! On the contrary, it was terrifying to keep holding on and not telling him! And... this person who thanked the guests behind closed doors is also not without protection!"

This also makes sense, and everyone looked at each other immediately: "What should we do according to Brother Dao's opinion?"

"You are all talented people. What does my little shallow view count?"

The Taoist said humbly first, and his expression turned solemn: "What we do is to alienate the flesh and blood of the Heavenly Family, which is a dangerous thing in the world. If you don't pay attention, you will die and die. Therefore, you must consider it completely!"

"For one thing, even if we don't understand the empress's mind, it does not prevent us from continuing to spread rumors, the prince will fall out of favor, and even be deposed! Be sure to make the crowd fierce and arouse resistance."

"Secondly, there is another force that must be used. That is the Wu family!"

"Wu Family?"

Several Taoists looked stunned and felt enlightened.

"That's right, Wu Zhi is a member of the Wu family. Today I have won the world. What do you think of the original relatives? What's more, although the prince's surname is Wu, he is actually not a member of the Wu family after all. Even Wu Zhi himself was also a splashed by his married daughter, making the entire nineteen states of the world become a foundation for other people. How can the people of the Wu family tolerate it?"

"This...is a clever plan! Even if it is not good, it can cause civil strife in the court! But... the empress's husband isn't that nameless immortal master of the Taoist sect?"

A Taoist hesitated and said, "How will the immortal master react when we do this? It's really hard to say."

"Hehe... to this point, are there any of these concerns?"

The Taoist who offered the advice sneered directly: "Besides, although we all know that behind the empress, there was a lot of support when she started her family. Even now, the couple still had a deep affection. There were empty chairs in the Golden Palace, which shows that. However, this Wu Ming Tianxian has not appeared for many years, and even several immortals cannot be found. Maybe they had broken through the boundary or died long ago... Otherwise, with a celestial immortal in the center, our relationship with the new dynasty might not be so rigid, and we have reached this point!"

After saying this, several Taoists were silent.

Even though they have done so many things, they still don’t have much confidence in whether they can subvert the Dawu Dynasty.

However, after Wu Zhi came to power, he suppressed Taoism and other sects, which was a last resort.

If the empress is willing to respect the Taoist sect, it is like the Dazhou and Yuqing Taoist vein, opening up the Taoist sect and supporting Taoism. Even if there was a great grudge before, it would not be negotiable.
Chapter completed!