Lin'an.

In the Xuande Hall, Wu Qian handed out the memorial with both hands.

"Your Majesty, the troops in Hubei and Hunan are in turmoil. The original cause of the disaster is the treacherous ministers and evildoers in recent years. They pretended to be false, and they went along with the flattery and flattery. They misled the country and the army. The disaster has become worse and worse in one or two years.

As for the great unrest!

"Ding Daquan and other small groups have been immersed in it to this day, and the country's affairs are deteriorating day by day. The traitorous parties are divided, and the blood is running through them to deceive Your Majesty. God is angry but Your Majesty is unaware of it, and people are resentful but Your Majesty is not aware of it. It will lead to the disaster of war! Those who cause danger and chaos

, all these villains did it for."

"I beg your majesty to let the sun and the moon shine for a moment, so that I can retire and become an official..."

"That's enough!" Zhao Yun was furious.

Xiao Huangmen, who was just about to bring wine to Wu Qian, was shocked. He was neither entering nor retreating.

Zhao Yun scolded again: "Wu Qian! Is it over yet?! I am appointing you as prime minister, not to stir up party strife and intrigue all day long! Do you still have national affairs in your eyes?!"

Now the urgent news of Kublai Khan's withdrawal has reached Lin'an, and the whole court is celebrating.

How wise is the emperor of the Song Dynasty today?

Destroying the Jin Kingdom, ending the humiliation of Jingkang; bringing peace and stability to the country, cleaning up the long-standing evils, and reviving the Song Dynasty... I won’t talk about these old things.

Just talking about recent years.

Killed the enemy chief Meng Ge, recovered Hanzhong, and resisted more than 200,000 enemies.

Not long ago, a Mongolian army with ten thousand households was completely wiped out. It was a total annihilation.

After Taizu, no king in the Song Dynasty had such great civil and military skills!

What should be the voice of the government and the public?

"Your Majesty, with his holy virtue and spiritual power, thunders shook the world, purged Jianghan, and cultivated outstanding civil and military skills, so that the clan and society were restored to safety from danger, and achieved peace without borders for eternity!"

"Your Majesty's temple is victorious. After making a plan, he will advance his army and use military tactics to drive away the Tartars. His achievements will be unparalleled. It will take three hundred years for a sage to emerge and achieve immortal achievements!"

Sing praises, sing praises.

Zhao Yun finally slapped those officials who dared to compare him to Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty.

Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty? Is he worthy of being compared with me?

On this occasion of universal celebration, Wu Qian's words seemed extremely harsh.

The sky is angry but Your Majesty doesn't know it? People are angry but Your Majesty doesn't notice it?

Think I am a foolish king!

…

With a hiss, the memorial was handed to Zhao Yun. He tore it into pieces and smashed it at Wu Qian's feet.

Wu Qian slowly prostrated himself and said: "I am about seventy years old and have sacrificed my life to death, but I dare not say goodbye. My loyal words are hard to hear, so I would like to ask Your Majesty to depose Ding Daquan to calm the resentment of the people."

Of course he knew that the officials didn't want to hear this.

But the defeat of Huaixi was shocking!

If the Ding Party is allowed to cause trouble again, how many Yuan Jies will there be in the world? If even the common people think that Mongolia is better than the imperial court, how can the world not be destroyed?

Wu Qian is getting old. If he doesn't persuade officials to do the right thing, then he will become prime minister and just flatter his personal future.

Right or wrong, so simple.

"Public resentment?"

Zhao Yun sneered and thought of the secret letter Li Xia sent to Ding Daquan.

Huaixi collapsed at the first touch. Was this Yuan Jie's anger and resentment, or was it done deliberately to show off his merits?

Thinking about this, Zhao Yun looked at Wu Qian in front of him, only to think that this old man had only been in court for a month, and he was already disgusting.

Far less than Ding Daquan, Jia Sidao understood the Sacred Heart.

However, thinking of the dragon seed in Ji Xixi's belly... Zhao Yun still suppressed his anger temporarily.

Please bear with this old man a little longer.

Zhao Yun said: "I have dismissed Ma Tianji, appointed you as the right prime minister, and ordered a thorough investigation of Yuan Jie's case. What else do you want from me?"

"I ask your Majesty to depose Ding Daquan." Wu Qian said: "Ding Daquan, Ma Tianji, and Yuan Jie are colluding together, and flattery has become a common practice..."

"You want to be the Prime Minister of the Left?" Zhao Yun suddenly asked.

He is lazy, but he has many ways to deal with these officials.

Wu Qian was shocked and responded quickly: "I don't dare."

"Get up." Zhao Yun said: "The reason why Ding Daquan recommended Yuan Jie is not necessarily for personal gain. Didn't you see that Ding Daquan also recommended Yuan Jie? Li Xia is very good... If the evidence that Ding Daquan deceived the emperor is conclusive,

I will never tolerate it. What does Wu Qing think?"

It is rare for an official to say these words. Wu Qianzhi could only do this one step today, and finally responded: "I obey the decree."

"Give me a seat."

Zhao Yun had no patience to continue to quarrel with this old minister. How could he return to the harem to be happy with the juicy Ji Xixi?

Wu Qian was ordered to quickly settle the government affairs.

"State affairs are the most important thing, so we must take action."

"Yes, there is a shortage of counties and counties in Xingyuan Prefecture. I have drawn up a list. Please take a look at it..."

Zhao Yun had picked up the memorial and spread it out.

Seventeen states and eighty-eight counties, this was the first time in several years that the Song Dynasty had regained such a large territory, and the list of hundreds of official positions was extremely long.

"Lizhou East Road Transfer Envoy...Shi Jun?"

"Your Majesty, Shi Jun once knew Xuzhou. He led 3,000 troops to defeat 30,000 people in Wulianghetai. He presented his rank, was promoted three times, and became a secretary in the imperial cabinet..."

As soon as Wu Qian said that, Zhao Yun just remembered and was about to hook up the imperial pen when he suddenly remembered something.

"When Shi Jun knew about Xuzhou, was Li Xia under his command?"

"Your Majesty, that's exactly what it is."

"appropriate?"

"I think it's appropriate."

Zhao Yun shook his head and secretly thought that Li Xia's qualifications were still too low and he was not worthy of being the Commander-in-Chief of Shu.

But Yubi still made a slight move and transferred Shi Jun to Li Xia's command.

It’s not that I really rely on Li Xia and Gu Fan.

It is nothing more than the layout of the bloodline of the emperor who is about to be born.

The beloved son of his parents has a far-reaching plan. Zhao Yun was filled with emotions...

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At the same time, Ji Xixi was pulling up the curtain and turning her back.

She raised her hand and picked up a handkerchief from her skirt. After just one glance, her face turned pale with shock.

"How to do how to do……"

Where my eyes fell, the smear of menstrual blood on the handkerchief was shockingly red.

"What should I do...it's still flowing...I can't hide it anymore..."

~~

"Honorable Concubine."

Not long after, a palace maid quickly walked into Shouli Hall, whispered into Yan Rong's ear.

"That thing about her..."

"What was supposed to come has finally come." Yan Rong sighed leisurely.

The Nine-Five Lord rules the entire world, but this is the only thing...if it cannot be born, it cannot be born.

She raised her well-maintained jade hand and took out a message from the box beside her.

This is the current empress Xie Daoqing's palace pass sign, Yan Rong handed it out.

"It is pitiful for a weak woman to be helpless in this deep palace. Send her away."

"Yes." The palace maid took it and quickly stepped back.

Yan Rong smiled, turned around and fiddled with the items in her box, picked up a gold-plated cup and turned it around gently.

"I can only help you so far... It's a pity that the merits and demerits of your husband's family are not as good as the blood between the prostitute's legs..."

~~

Privy Council.
To be continued...