Chapter 1319: The New King Ascends the Throne
"Father!"
At this time, Prince Zizhen looked at King Song in front of him and the crown sword in his hand, and suddenly had the illusion of being in a dream.
He had also dreamed of his ascension to the throne in his dreams, such as the sudden death of his father from illness, and then his ascension to the throne; Or as his father was condemned by heaven, and then he became king. Another example is that the Chu army entered the city of Shangqiu, and then he was forced to become king in desperation; There was also a riot in the city, and his father died in the rebellion, and then he became king.
He had thought about all kinds of situations, but he never imagined that his father would take the initiative to admit his mistake and give way to him one day.
Of course, he had also thought about the situation of the ambush of the sword and axe man outside the hall, but as soon as he thought of the current situation in Shangqiu City, he took this idea out of his mind.
At this moment, it is impossible for his father to have a conspiracy, and Song Guo can't stand the conspiracy anymore.
Although, at this moment, the crown and sword in his hand were all reminding him that his father was really going to take the initiative to abdicate and want to be in him, but he was still in disbelief.
At this time, King Song saw that the crown prince was stunned and stayed in place, and did not react at all, and immediately asked: "What, prince, don't you want to take on the responsibility of the country at this time?" ”
The crown prince was stunned and reacted.
But before he could speak, at this time, the ministers who had already reacted knew that the only way to save the Song State now was to let the crown prince ascend the throne and let the Chu State send troops.
So, the ministers bowed to the prince at the same time and said, "Please take the throne!" ”
At this time, when the king of Song saw that all the ministers in the court worshipped the prince and asked the prince to ascend the throne, his heart couldn't help but pwitch.
He thought that by the time he made up his mind, he had let go, but...
When he really saw that all the ministers were worshipping the prince, he realized that he never seemed to let go.
It turns out that he can't let it go!
However, at this moment, he didn't show it, but spoke again: "Prince, now that the country is in crisis, everything is simple, you can take the throne today in front of the ministers." ”
"Father!" The crown prince looked at King Song with some excitement and some confusion.
"Please take the throne!" The ministers worshipped again.
When the prince heard this, he looked at his father, and then at the ministers who were worshipping, and immediately nodded firmly: "Okay, at this time of embarrassment, the widow is a descendant of Chengtang, and he should shoulder my Song Guosheji." ”
After that, the crown prince walked towards the throne, while changing himself into a crown and a sword, and when he walked in front of the throne, he hesitated for a moment, and then straightened his clothes and crown, and then did it on the throne.
As soon as Song Wang Zhenzhen sat down on the throne, the ministers immediately bowed loudly and said, "Meet the king!" ”
"Excuse me!"
"King Xie!"
On the other side, when the ministers were worshipping the new king, King Song was standing in place embarrassed and at a loss.
After living for more than 80 years and being taught by aristocratic etiquette, he doesn't know what he should do now, because he is leaving? Or follow the courtiers to worship the new king? Or raise your proud head?
It's as if he doesn't fit in whatever he does.
At this time, Song Wangzhen on the throne had already discovered the embarrassment and helplessness of his father Song Wangyan, and at the same time, he himself was also embarrassed to look at his father in the audience.
Let my father worship him, it's unreasonable. Let him go to worship his father again, what is the difference between that and him being the prince, it's not appropriate. Please ask my father to go back to the harem, and I will cross the river and tear down the bridge, and I am suspected of being ungrateful.
The most important thing is that now the Song State is facing a critical juncture of life and death, especially when the number and quality of the army of ministers under his father's command are overwhelming him, at this time, their father and son have a conflict again, then the Song State is really going to die.
Thinking about it, out of the need to appease Song Wangyan and the people who had previously been loyal to Song Wangyan in the court and the city loyal to Song Wangyan, Song Wangzhen immediately put his posture very low, and respectfully saluted Song Wangyan: "My father is the father of the widow, and he has the great virtue of Zen, and the widow has just ascended the throne, and there are still many places that need to be consulted by the father, so I also ask the father to face the ministers, sit on the side of the widow, and watch the government with the curtains." ”
When Song Wangyan heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
He is clear about the meaning of hanging the curtain to watch the government, when Zhao Guo's father abdicated, and after Zhao Wanghe ascended the throne, Zhao's father let Zhao Wanghe sit in front of the stage to see the ministers, and Zhao's father himself was hidden behind the scenes and controlled the overall situation of the country.
Now Song Wangzhen asked him to follow the example of Master Zhao's father, which can be regarded as giving him enough face.
It's just that just when Song Wangyan was about to open his mouth, he froze slightly.
At this time, he didn't know what to call Song Wangzhen.
The word "king", he never said.
After thinking about it, King Song nodded reservedly and said, "Good." ”
On the other hand, Song Wangzhen also found the problem of title, not only did Song Wangyan call him the king, but also let him continue to call Song Wangyan his father, he also felt awkward, and always felt that he was still the prince, not the king of Song.
After thinking about it, Song Wangzhen said: "Father, the widow is your son, and you are a widow, so it is really inappropriate to let your father call the widow the king."
Therefore, the widow feels that from now on, there should only be the love of father and son between you and me, and there should be no righteousness of a monarch and a minister.
Therefore, the widow and the ministers will call you the royal father, and the royal father can directly call the widow by his name. ”
When Song Wang Yan heard this, he thought about it, nodded and said, "Good." ”
At this time, the ministers in the palace, whether they were loyal to Song Wangyan or Song Wangzhen, saw that the relationship between Song Wang's father and son had been sorted out, and they all saluted and congratulated: "The king is wise, please see the royal father." ”
Before the ministers' words fell, on the other side, Song Wangyan felt more and more uncomfortable in his heart.
Before, the ministers only worshipped him, but now, the ministers first worshipped the new king, and then bowed to him.
On the other side, the complacent Song Wangzhen did not pay attention to Song Wangyan's thoughts at the moment, and after Song Wangyan was done, he immediately issued an edict: "The widow has just ascended the throne, neglecting state affairs, and in the face of the siege of the coalition forces of various countries, the widow has decided to continue the old system. ”
Saying that, Song Wangzhen looked at Song Xiang Tang Ying and said: "Xiangguo, the logistics in the city and the support of the front line are still in your sole responsibility, and I hope that Xiangguo will help with all his might." ”
When Tang Ying heard this, he saw that he, a man whose hands were stained with princeling's blood, not only preserved Song Xiang's position, but also did not even deprive the prime minister of the responsibility of logistics in the city.
Although he knew that this was a compromise made by the new king in desperation, he was still quite excited and joyful: "Please rest assured that the king will live up to the king's trust." ”
Then, Song Wangzhen spoke again: "Pass the edict, promote the general Cao Bin to the general, let him still lead the defense of the whole city, and entrust him with all the widows in the city, let him guard Shangqiu with all his might." ”
"Yui."
"Spread the edict, take the prince's suit as the prince's suit, and take the prince's suit as the messenger, immediately go to the Chu State to rescue, and the widow wants to take the prince's suit as a hostage, and ask the Chu State to send troops."
"Yui."
At this time, Song Xiang Tang Ying arched his hand and said: "King, now Shangqiu City is crumbling, and the time required for the arrival of Chu reinforcements is too long, the minister thinks that at this time, he should immediately transfer the Pengcheng army to the north to deal with Shangqiu City and contain the enemy army, so as to wait for the arrival of the Chu army." ”
Song Wangzhen was stunned, Pengcheng's 100,000 army was the army he gathered after he recruited the people under his rule with all his might. This army was originally the army he used to prepare for the unexpected, and then used to restore the country.
But now, since he is the king of Song, then...
Thinking about it, Song Wangzhen immediately responded: "What the prime minister said is extremely true. ”
After that, Song Wangzhen spoke again: "Pass the edict, take the general Zang Zi as the general, and let Zang Zi lead the 100,000 troops of Pengcheng to aid Shangqiu." ”
When the ministers in the palace heard this, they immediately shouted in unison: "The king is wise." ”
On the other side, Song Wangyan heard the call of the ministers, and saw that Song Wangzhen transferred the 100,000 troops in his hands to Shangqiu, and he couldn't help but snort coldly in his heart.
If Pengcheng's 100,000 troops were transferred to Pengcheng early, why would he have come to the step of abdicating and making way for Xian.
Thinking about it, the grief in Song Wangyan's heart became even stronger.