On the Zichen Hall of the Ganqing Palace

Emperor Ming Ling suddenly stood up, raised his hand and threw the front line war report submitted by the Minister of War in his hand angrily. He raised his right index finger and pointed at the court officials below, shouting loudly:

"I have to pay military salaries, I have to give them food, and I have to give them too. As a result, you have to make the war a perfect match for me. Tell me, I have invested half of the national treasury in half a year, and basically all the money from the summer tax revenue was invested, but in the end I have lost the glorious record of being attacked by others in a row.

Is this a sign of justice? Li Qing's family, Minister of War?"

"I am guilty!"

Li He knew that the war report was handed over, and he, the Minister of War, would definitely not be able to get it, but in his position, he could only take the responsibility and quickly stand up and apologize before saying that.

"You are guilty, you are guilty, what's the use of guilt? Can you save the people who have been slaughtered and take back the eighteen cities?&1t;i>&1t;/i>

As for Duke Yin, he recommended Wang Fuqiang, who surrendered at the last minute. Where did he go as the recommender? Don’t tell me that he is sick again today!”

Emperor Ming Ling is now a powder keg, pointing to hitting, hitting, blowing, and then not letting out the evil fire in his heart, the court will not be safe.

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty, Duke Yin said he felt cold and he was afraid of dissipating his illness when he went to court, so he did not dare to come."

The person who reported it was impossible. He was responsible for telling him that he would not say who would say it.

"A old thief, when he is sick, he will take a rest for half a year, and then send an imperial physician to see him, give him good medicine and acupuncture."

Emperor Ming Ling was angry. Now Duke Yin had just hit him with a gun. The other party was not wrong. Naturally, he could not have cut his title or something. He could only let the imperial physician to torture him so that he could vent his anger.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Then he continued: "The army of the new army has now been defeated. Tell me, who will be sent to continue to conquer the new southern country? I don't want to hear the words of peace again. A mere small country in southern border is so arrogant. If it is not destroyed, what is the majesty of my great country?

Duke of England and Duke of Li Guo, both of you were old ministers when my father was in power, and they were all powerful generals when they were young. Do you have any good people to recommend? It’s okay for your own children and nephews. After all, you don’t avoid being married in your own hands. Don’t shirk responsibility this time.”

Emperor Ling of Ming had already begun to gradually weaken the power of military generals about ten years ago, because at that time he was very successful in civil and military affairs, and no small country around dared to invade the borders. The number of military generals and the power of military generals really made him a little dissatisfied, so he gradually began to promote civil servants, suppress military generals, and carry out disarmament.

Those military officers are not stupid, not to mention that they have counselors, but they do not want to rebel, so they all finally agreed to this matter and began to gradually gather their own forces, fight for military power, and cultivate their offspring in other directions.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

I just hope to be stable.

Then, it created a situation where even a small border country is no match for now.

"Report to Your Majesty, I have no choice but to educate my children, and my descendants in the family are all incompetent people. If you don't have any knowledge and martial arts, you really don't dare to make a laugh."

Haha, they suppress them when they are useless, and they want to use them when they are useful. Where does such a good thing come from? Who doesn’t have a temper yet?

Although Emperor Ling of Ming was still worried about whether the British Duke was a little older, now looking at the court, many of the younger generation of soldiers had never fought with the barbarians. How could Emperor Ling of Ming be assured to entrust them with the attack on the barbarians?

At this time, he could only choose to trust the British Duke, Yi Lianpo, who is not old.
Chapter completed!