The intervention of the Liao people was completely unexpected by Zhao Ji, which caught him off guard. How could a dispute between the Song and Xia countries attract the attention of the north, which made Zhao Ji shocked and puzzled.

The Liao people's national book spread out in front of him made Zhao Ji upset, and he waved his hand to sweep it aside, but inadvertently knocked over the tea cup on the table. The tea soup inside soaked the national letter on the imperial table, and also splashed on Zhao Ji's body, dripping straight down.

Seeing this, Li Shunju, who was accompanying him, hurriedly came up to clean up, picked up the national letter and didn't dare to look at it more, carefully wiped the tea on it and folded it away. Accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, although the emperors of the Great Song Dynasty since Zhenzong are all lenient and temperamental, but the Son of Heaven is the Son of Heaven, and if a little thing angers him, he can make himself irreversible. In serving the Son of Heaven, it is most important to keep one's duty.

"Official, let's change your clothes first......"

Li Shunju cleaned up the table, looked at Zhao Ji's face, and said softly. But Zhao Ji was so depressed that he didn't hear anything.

In his several years of experience as the Son of Heaven, he has not had too deep contact with Liao. It's just that I have fantasized more than once about recovering Yanyun and realizing the cause that Taizu Taizong has not completed. But the fear of Khitan soldiers and horses is also deep in his bones.

Due to the factors of terrain and national situation, the party cavalry could not break through the pass. However, the Liao State was a powerful country that the Great Song Dynasty was forced to call the Northern and Southern Dynasties together with it, and had to become a brotherly country. From the Nanjing Road of Liaoguo, which is located on the south side of Yanshan, to the bottom of the city of Tokyo, there is no other natural insurance to rely on except for the Yellow River. And the strength of hundreds of thousands of cavalry in the Liao State can be gathered, which makes people shudder when they think about it.

From the beginning of the founding of the country to the conclusion of the Yuanyuan Alliance, although the Great Song Dynasty resisted the repeated attacks of the Liao State, the battlefield of each Song-Liao battle was on the side of the Great Song Dynasty. Once the invaders are not blocked in Hebei, the Khitan Iron Cavalry will approach the city of Tokyo. Such an ending is a nightmare for every son of the Song Dynasty, could it be that Zhao Ji really wants to send 500,000 silver silks to the Liao people every year? This is spending money to buy peace, and it has to be done as a last resort!

Wang Anshi frowned when he looked at it below, Zhao Ji was so out of shape that he, the prime minister, couldn't even look at it. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, I didn't want to be an emperor who had been cultivated as a crown prince since I was a child.

Although Zhao Ji was not raised in the deep palace, he has never been out of the rich and prosperous Tokyo City. Since childhood, he has not suffered any setbacks. Although he dreams of reproducing the legacy of the Han and Tang Dynasties, he can be like Tang Taizong, become a martial artist, and become a celebrity through the ages. But when it comes to major events, he is far less resolute than emperors like Li Shimin, who have experienced war, and his mood fluctuations are very susceptible to external influences.

"Your Majesty!" Wang Anshi finally couldn't bear it anymore and reminded Zhao Ji of his identity loudly.

The tone of the prime minister's reproach made Zhao Ji seem to be a student who was reprimanded by his husband, and he thought in a panic: "By the way, we have to send someone to deal with the Liao people!" ’

"Let Feng Jing be the embassy escort!" Zhao Ji hurriedly said.

The Song and Liao countries did not have permanent envoys in each other's countries, but on important festivals such as the New Year's Day, or the birthdays of the Son of Heaven and the Queen Mother, both sides sent envoys to each other's countries to congratulate them. There are many ministers who have been envoys in the court and have been to Liao—Wang Anshi has been to Liao, and he has left a few poems—and in order to receive these envoys, there are so-called embassy companions.

In accordance with the principle of equal status between the two sides, the accompanying envoys who were appointed to receive the envoys of the Liao State were generally selected to serve as officials with the same official position as the envoys of the other side on a temporary basis, and of course, the ability and eloquence should also be taken into account.

But now Zhao Ji can't care so much, to deal with the Liao people, at least he has to control the first level. But Wang Anshi is the prime minister, and it is impossible to let him go; Wang Qi is a soft man; And Wen Yanbo was happy to accept the conditions of the Liao people. Only Feng Jing can barely fill the position.

"Your Majesty!" Wang Anshi saw that Zhao Ji was completely in chaos, and his heart was even more unhappy, and he reminded loudly, "It's just a book, it's not that an envoy is coming!" ”

"Ah...... Yes! Zhao Ji calmed down a little at this time, pressed his forehead with his hand, and asked Wang Anshi: "Wang Qing, what should I do with this national letter of the Liao people?" ”

"It's just a dispute over the side stopper, and he pre-Liao personnel. It is clearly said that it is to punish the Westerners for repeat offenses. The Liao people are just bluffing, how can they take advantage of the fire of the Westerners? ”

Although Wang Anshi entered the palace before the lock of the palace because of the Liao people's intervention in the Song and Xia wars, he still maintained a tough attitude towards the threat of the Liao people. Seeing that Zhao Xuan was still a little hesitant, he said in an accentuated tone: "Right now, Luo Wu's troops are fighting fiercely, once the DPRK and China rashly order to retreat, the tens of thousands of defenders in Luo Wucheng may return safely?" ”

Zhao Ji nodded slowly, as if he agreed with Wang Anshi's words, but the hesitation on his face was still unabated.

"The capture of Hengshan has been planned for a long time. After accumulating several years of work, because the Liao people retreated with a word, how do the outside world look at it, and the dignity of the imperial court is still needed? In the future, how can the envoys raise their heads in Liao? ! Wang Anshi's questioning was like whipping Zhao Ji's self-esteem, "If you retreat according to the words of the Liao people this time, and attack Xia with the whole army in the future, won't the Liao people say it again?" At that time, I don't know what Your Majesty's intentions are? ”

Zhao Ji was finally moved by Wang Anshi's words, and the goal he cared about most now was to suppress Western Xia. If you always have to take care of the Liao people, you don't have to think about watching the army and rejuvenating the spirit in the future. "Wang Qing is right! According to Wang Qing's words. ”

Wang Anshi left, and Zhao Ji, who had made up his mind, became restless again.

He knew very well that as long as the news spread, the ministers from the north would inevitably rise up in a group and force the Son of Heaven to order the collection of troops. For the threat of the Liao people, the northerners have a painful bone, but Wang Anshi, a native of Jiangxi, is separated by a layer. Zhao Ji could imagine Wen Yanbo, who was born in Hedong, jumping on the court.

Fortunately, Wang Qi and Feng Jingjing are southerners. If you want to return to the Liao people's national letter, it is not enough for the Son of Heaven and the prime minister to nod, you must nod your head in the governor's affairs. Without the countersignature of the ruling party, the edict is not legitimate, and the credentials are not legitimate. If there is a northerner who participates in politics, it is difficult to say whether they will agree with Wang Anshi's opinion and return to the Liao people's national book.

Until late at night, Zhao Ji was still hesitating under the lamp. In the Funing Palace, dozens of ambergris incense candles have been burned half, but Zhao Ji has no intention of going to bed for half a minute. Just recovered from the disease, I stayed up all night, how could this body stand it? Li Shunju, who was on duty today, persuaded him several times, but he saw that the official family was becoming more and more impatient. In desperation, he wanted to let someone notify the queen mother or the queen to persuade him, but Zhao Ji suddenly opened his mouth and stopped Li Shunju, who was quietly going to call people outside the palace.

Zhao Ji asked Li Shunju: "If you want to send someone to Yanyan to measure the military." Who do you think is better in the palace? ”

"Official!" When Li Shunju heard this, he hurriedly knelt down, how dare he step into this matter? It was rumored that no one in the Zaizhi class could spare him. He kowtowed a few times in a row, and said earnestly and admonished: "We and other people who are still from prison swept the courtyard and served the heavenly family at that time. The stakes are so high in the war that we have the inner ministers to intervene? Please also ask the official family to select capable and upright ministers from the court to go to Yanyan! ”

Zhao Ji shook his head, what he needed was accurate and unbiased information. It's not bad to send courtiers, but unlike the eunuchs in the palace, their respective positions are too obvious, and the rewards will inevitably be affected by their positions.

Zhao Ji glanced at the courtier who was kneeling on the ground. Li Shun has always been cautious in his affairs, and he didn't dare to go beyond the rules, which he liked very much. But this time, Zhao Wei still had to listen to the real situation in Yan Yan, so as to decide whether the current situation of Luo Wucheng was necessary for him to persist when he was threatened on the back road of Luo Wucheng and the Liao people supported the western thieves.

"Get up!" Zhao Ji said first, and then said: "You inform Wang Zhongzheng tomorrow and ask him to go to Yanyan." ”

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"Yukun! Have you ever done it? ”

Before dawn, Han Gang was woken up from his sleep by a slightly old voice. Shaking his heavy head, Han Gang got up from the hard bed. Yesterday he slept in his clothes, and he didn't have to change his clothes, so he wiped his face with the water in the basin and walked out the door.

Standing outside the door to wake up Han Gang was an old guy with gray hair, but still strong muscles and bones, and a flamboyant personality - Zhang Yu.

"Mr. Lao has been waiting for a long time." Han Gang hurriedly stepped forward and saluted.

"Didn't you ask Yukun not to be so polite?" Zhang Yu shook his head and put on a very unhappy look.

He was the leading general of the 2,000 cavalry that had stormed the city of Luowu three days earlier. With reinforcements entering the city, no one in the city has any doubts about whether Luowu City can hold it.

Zhang Yu is good at making double Jane, and people in the army are called Zhang Tiejian. This time, he led the army to rush into the besieged Luowu City, and he was at the forefront. When he entered the city, a pair of iron slips in his hands were still dripping with blood and brains.

This old guy is a little self-acquainted, when he led the army to Luo Wu the day before yesterday, although he personally knocked dozens of helmets and heads under the helmets, he also suffered a few injuries. After entering the city, he was sent to Han Gang, and after chatting a few words, he immediately called Han Gang's cousin. Zhang Yu is a foreign general, although his status is far above Gao Yongneng, he has no intention of snatching his command. In order to avoid suspicion, he did not live in the city. He lived in the barracks, next to Han Gang's sanatorium.

In addition to going into battle against the enemy, or discussing military affairs with Gao Yongneng, he came to chat with Han Gang. Zhang Yu followed Di Qing to fight in the south and the north, stayed in Shaanxi, and also stayed in Guangxi, full of knowledge in the world, and Han Gang, who was also extinct, got along.

Seeing that Han Gang handled the sanatorium in an orderly manner, Zhang Yu always said that if Di Wuxiang led the Western Army and the Nanping Nong Zhigao Rebellion, Han Gang would have dealt with the epidemic in the army, and ten people would not have gone and five people would have returned.

After chatting for a while, Zhang Yuzi went to find his soldiers - the Xixia people played for two days and nights to attack the city, and the loss of troops was unbearable, so they could only put on a posture of long-term siege. After Zhang Yu led the army into the city, the morale of the army in the city was revived, but the defenders left the city to challenge day by day.

Han Gang looked at the sky, and waited until another half an hour later, and today's routine should begin. But after half an hour, it was not the sound of war drums that came from the battle, but the call of coach Gao Yongneng.

In the face of tens of thousands of enemy troops outside the city, Gao Yongneng did not change color. In the face of the beacon fire of Funing Fort, Gao Yongneng did not change color. But Han Gang, who walked into the main account, now looked at Gao Yongneng, but he clearly had a blue face. And Zhang Yu, who was smiling and smiling with him just now, also stood aside with a straight face and was very gloomy.

When the civil and military officials in the city arrived, the lord of Luo Wu City opened his mouth. It's just that his lips trembled, and he opened his mouth several times, but he couldn't spit out a word.

"What are you rubbing?!" Zhang Yu was impatient next to him, and scolded Gao Yongneng sharply.

Gao Yongneng was scolded, and he was finally able to speak, but everyone present didn't want to hear the news: "Three days ago, the Gyeongju Guangrui Army mutinied!" ”