Is this struggle more than just life and death? Even if you are slightly disadvantaged, it will be easy to destroy your family and destroy your family!
Since Qin Zhongxian, no prime minister in the Song Dynasty has been able to suppress the emperor. However, the prime minister did not panic in the face of such a difficult situation. His plans were both beyond ordinary people's expectations and almost watertight. On the contrary, Xuan Zhen himself stood firm.
It took a lot of effort to follow Shi Miyuan's train of thought.
At that moment, Xuanzhen nodded hurriedly and said: "Since those people are in charge of the war, they can only comply with the pressure of the Privy Council and Tai Jian and go to serve in the border military state. As long as they go, it will be difficult to escape. And the prime minister can buy time to stay in the military state.
Lin'an has calmly deployed its deployment to cope with the changing situation!"
"I already have a plan for Lin'an, but it will take time. Therefore, the more chaotic the Central Plains, the better!"
Shi Miyuan said in a deep voice: "The longer the Mongols and Na Guo Ning fight, the better! If the two families kill mountains of corpses and cause people to flee, and the border wars continue, that would be even better! The Central Plains will continue to be in chaos.
, the Privy Council and the Taiwan Admonition can withstand the pressure and pin those people to the sidelines, and they can no longer control the affairs of the industry!"
"Then, what does the Prime Minister need from me?"
"The Zhou Kingdom in the north has strong soldiers and horses, and I heard that they often kill the Mongols in panic. Now that the Mongols are in full force, we must also use their strengths and don't be embarrassed by small things. You should go to the west of Beijing to restrain Zhao Fang immediately and ask him to fight with him.
Let your subordinates get out of the way, open the storehouses, and support the Mongols again!"
"...obey."
"Of course, don't make it too obvious, you know?"
"Master Xiang, just don't worry."
Xuan Zhen bowed respectfully and walked out of the room. The sound of subtle footsteps and the friction of robes gradually disappeared. Shi Miyuan leaned on the couch and sat quietly for a while.
I don't know when, but his elegant and majestic face became more and more ferocious. Suddenly he heard the wind blowing the window lattice, and he suddenly turned his head to look there. Late at night, outside the heavy curtains, he saw thick black like ink.
Chapter completed!