"I have to fight early and late, the eldest sister can't leave Kaifeng, this time my daughter will lead the troops!"

Wang San didn't have Hong Tao's emotion, maybe he was very grateful to the emperor in his heart. If no one messes around and pokes the basket, she will have to nest in the Yangzhou camp all day long and grind with a group of stupid forbidden soldiers.

"Your eldest sister is the director of the military committee, and the matter of leading the troops to the army is not said by my father, and it must be decided by the committee collectively. But you can prepare first, plan the source of troops and logistics, and then write to your eldest sister to complain, and emphasize the importance of Kaifeng City for your father, maybe she will talk about it. ”

Hong Tao originally planned to let Wang San lead the army, Wang Da was more familiar with Kaifeng, and his brain was more flexible than Wang San, so he was more suitable for participating in court politics in comparison. Wang San is a pure soldier, he only thinks about orders, tasks and the honor of a soldier, and he doesn't think much about anything else at all.

But this matter cannot be decided by themselves, they must get used to the rules of discussing everything, and they must learn how to make more profits in this environment. Don't think that the cooking system does not pay attention to the vertical and horizontal, and sometimes it is necessary to be proficient in power.

"Thank you daddy for mentioning it, the child will go to the south bank of the Yangtze River, take advantage of the eldest sister's absence, and unite the seventh brother first, and the eighteenth sister, so that there will be three votes!" Wang San is not stupid, but he is not good at playing this method. But the situation is pressing, there is no way out if you don't play, and it must be changed in order to lead the troops to the battle.

I really figured it out, she was also a thief, and the first thing that came to mind was Wang Qi and Wang VIII. Don't look at these two people silently, you know that you are stupid, but you can't stand the popularity and have been following your adoptive father. Through the two of them, they were able to convince more committee members, and finally got more votes than Wang.

In addition to asking Wang San to immediately mobilize troops and prepare logistics, Hong Tao himself was not idle, took the four guards of Baga and immediately got on the ship and set off for Kaifeng Mansion. 、

Fighting is only a last resort, and if the matter can be resolved through negotiations, he is still willing to fight with men rather than with arms. Since the Jin State has not really sent troops south, there is still the possibility of negotiations.

Diplomacy, armaments, and internal affairs are indispensable to the three legs, and whoever is short will make the country unstable.

But the negotiation is not up to oneself, the emperor and the court are still there, and if you want to reach formal negotiations between countries, you must go through official channels, that is, you must obtain the authorization of the court and the consent of the emperor.

This matter could not be explained clearly by correspondence alone, let alone allow the emperor and courtiers to go to Yangzhou for a meeting to discuss. Although he was very unhappy to return to the cage-like city of Kaifeng, Hong Tao still had to go with his nose pinched.

Of course, there is no need for a stand-in this time to return to Kaifeng, and there is no need to worry about too many security issues. There are Wang Da and Wang Shi stationed in Kaifeng City, and there is also King Yin of Kaifeng Mansion, even if Zhao Maid wants to harm himself, it is difficult to do it.

The regent enters Beijing! This news reached the imperial court through the Yangzhou government one step earlier. Some people were uneasy when they heard about it, some people immediately quit their illness when they found out, and some simply resigned and did not do anything, and the movement was even bigger than the new army entering the city.

It's still a dock at Huguosi, it's still a training ship, and compared to a few months ago, there's a lot more pomp to greet the regent than to welcome King Liang.

Under the red umbrella cover of the wharf sat the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, and on both sides were hundreds of civil and military officials, and a purple court dress of the water, and the officials below the fourth rank were not qualified to come.

Zhao maid was dressed in a black-edged crimson robe, with a square heart curved collar, a large gold and jade belt around his waist, hanging ribbons on the left and right, white socks and black scarf, and a twenty-four cirrus crown on his head......

I can't make it up, to be honest, except for the cirrus crown on Zhao Maid's head that is more than a foot high, which reminds Hong Tao of the allusion of wearing a high hat, he doesn't feel any compelling momentum at all.

Momentum has a bit to do with what you wear, but it's not the main thing. It is the outward manifestation of a person's self-confidence, talent, experience, resume, and prestige. Without these things, even if you put on the emperor's crown dress, you will be like a singer, and with these things, you can be imposing with a little bit of pinching.

Zhao Maid's self-confidence is still good, his talent is a little reluctant, his life experience is not enough, and his resume and prestige are still passing. Hong Tao is full of self-confidence, outstanding talents, experience comparable to gods and Buddhas, and his reputation is leaking out.

Although he was only dressed in a purple court dress, there was no jade belt, square heart curved collar, or ribbon, and his figure was not burly, but when he stood on the springboard, the people below were stunned and felt a chill running straight to his back from the center of his feet, and those with poor concentration immediately had to tremble.

"The Minister...... The Minister...... Meet my emperor, long live long live long live...... This sleeve is a little long, forgive the courtesy first...... ......But the next action made the exposed domineering collapse in an instant, and even the people who were standing from a distance to watch the excitement couldn't help but laugh.

Hong Tao has not worn much court clothes for many years, and he is a training uniform for the new army on weekdays. I wore a crown dress a few months ago, and the cuffs of that thing were thicker, and they could be stretched out with a shake of the hand. But today, I wore a summer gauze robe in the court clothes, it was still two layers, the fabric was light and soft, and I shook my left hand several times, but I didn't shake it out.

The act of making a gift is simple, but it can be exquisite. It is required that the left hand be placed on the right hand, and it cannot be reversed, but on the contrary, it is to worship the dead, and if you give such a salute to the living, you will be beaten.

In addition to the order of the upper and lower hands, it is also required that the hands are exposed and cannot be wrapped, let alone wearing gloves. Wrapped in the sleeves of the gauze robe to give a salute to the emperor, it is disrespectful to catch up with Zhao Hao alive, and the anxious Hong Tao simply tore the cuffs of the gauze robe with all his strength, which is considered to be the end of the ceremony.

If it weren't for the emperor's presence, the courtiers would have laughed at Wang Xu's clumsiness, and the regent, he couldn't even wear a robe and clothes, and he would have lived long live when he opened his mouth and closed his mouth, not only calling himself a Song person, but also a flatterer!

"The regent doesn't have to be polite, just ride with me...... My uncle didn't know that the imperial chariot seemed to be wide and stable, but in fact it was extremely uncomfortable...... "In fact, it was the emperor who took the lead in laughing, he not only laughed, but also pulled the regent to bite his ear, and walked towards the imperial chariot while talking, and the courtiers shook their heads and sighed.

"Then why not switch to a six-wheeled carriage?" Hong Tao doesn't think that Zhao Fu is a rule-abiding emperor, if he doesn't even dare to decide what means of transportation to take, how can he talk about drastic reforms?

"It's not that I don't want to, it's that Prime Minister Wang doesn't allow it. She said that it was not appropriate to stimulate the courtiers too much at this time, and that it was better to have more than one thing, and that the new policy should be implemented properly first, and everything else should be delayed. ”

Zhao Maid is indeed not so honest, and when he laid off the internal officials and palace maids, he had the idea of changing the chariot, but he was persuaded by Wang Er. The reason sounds quite good, taking into account the overall situation.

"It's better to have more than one thing, compared to the transfer of carriages, the Jurchen envoys are afraid that they are bigger, right? And how can the imperial chariot be casually brought up by others, and His Majesty is not afraid that the ministers will be attacked by a group? ”

Wang Er's concept of not stimulating the courtiers of the Great Song Dynasty too much and concentrating on the implementation of the new policy first was indeed correct, but unfortunately Zhao Maid's implementation was not sufficient, the sesame seeds were picked up, and the watermelons were lost.

In addition, Hong Tao didn't feel that he had anything to honor sitting side by side with the emperor on the imperial chariot, this thing had no meaning except to scold himself.

“…… As long as I don't object, why bother with their likes and dislikes! Zhao Maid's answer became stiff again, and he forgot all about the overall situation and the burden of humiliation.

"It's more appropriate for the minister to take the same ride as Zhang, first go to greet His Majesty's holy car outside the Chongzheng Palace!" Hong Tao can be heard that this emperor is a little sick, let's call it superordinate syndrome for the time being.

He has been the king of Qi for so many years, and he lives with his tail between his legs every day, no matter what he sees, he has to pretend not to see it, and sometimes he has to applaud, and his mentality is a little distorted.

Now that he has ascended the throne and has seen all the mountains at a glance, his mentality has suddenly changed, and he is a little ruthless, and he wants to vent all his previous depression. The specific manifestation is to do it, and the more the courtiers don't let him do anything, the more he wants to do something.

There is no silver bullet for this disease, so it can only be recuperated slowly, supplemented by a lot of persuasion from the cronies around him. I definitely won't follow him to mess around and be happy, and I can't go on the royal chariot. When I turned my head, I happened to see an acquaintance, Zhang Ji, yes, it's you.