Upon hearing the news of the fall of Yongqing County, Wang Qinruo panicked.
As far as Wang Qinruo's stance is concerned, he is definitely a capitulator. During the Jingde period, when the Khitan army went south, he was the one who suggested moving the capital.
Moving south was also the source of the enmity between him and Kou Zhun.
In shock, Wang Qinruo had another plan to move the capital.
Of course, he also knew that the current government officials were staunchly militant, and if he suggested moving the capital to the officials at this time, it would most likely arouse the officials' disgust.
But just because you don’t mention it doesn’t mean you can’t prepare early.
In Wang Qinruo's view, the reason why the officials did not compromise with the Khitan people was most likely because of the young man's temperament.
When the Guan family was born, the Khitan and the Song Dynasty had already signed an alliance. Even if there were occasional wars on the border, they were only minor conflicts.
The prolonged peace not only paralyzed some scholar-bureaucrats, but also caused officials to misunderstand the Khitan people's fighting power.
Wang Qinruo believed that if the officials saw the true fighting power of the Khitans, the situation would definitely change.
When that time comes, it won't be too late to bring up moving the capital.
Anyway, according to the temperament of the Khitan people, apart from the purpose of venting ill will, the other purpose of going south this time is probably to grab a handful and leave.
If the opportunity is right, increasing the annual currency will probably be incidental.
Hey!
Hey!
At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.
After a while, a scribe hurried to the hall. After greeting him, he quickly expressed his intention.
"Your Majesty, the envoy has summoned all of you to enter the palace."
"Um."
At this time, Wang Qinruo's mind had calmed down.
Look, the little emperor is panicking.
Thinking of this, Wang Qinruo's mouth showed a smile.
When our survival is really at risk, we have to rely on veterans like them.
Stepping out of the door, Wang Qinruo bumped into Ding Wei, who was also preparing to go to the palace.
"Ding Xiang, together?"
Wang Qinruo raised his eyebrows and bowed casually.
"That's fine."
Ding Wei nodded lightly and replied in a neutral tone.
"Then let's go together."
Wang Qinruo laughed, raised his steps, and walked in front of Ding Wei without hesitation.
Seeing Wang Qinruo's back, Ding Wei's face darkened.
'Rely on the old and sell the old!'
Ding Wei didn't pay much attention to his previous casual attitude, but Wang Qinruo walked directly in front of him, which made him feel uneasy.
Because of this little incident, the two of them were speechless on the way into the palace.
Wang Qinruo seemed to have noticed something, but he didn't pay much attention to it.
At first, he was going to discuss with Ding Wei how to deal with the Khitan, but when he saw that Ding Wei was silent, he was too lazy to put his hot face on his cold butt.
He's not that mean.
"Ding Xiang."
"Prince Prime Minister."
At the gate of Chengming Hall, I saw the two husbands arriving together. Lu Yijian and others, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately stepped forward to pay their respects.
Looking at the courtiers present, they all had somewhat anxious expressions on their faces.
Apparently, they all received news from the front line.
While waiting, the governors of the Song Dynasty gathered together in twos and threes and whispered about the battle situation on the front line.
In the crowd, Lu Yijian and Xue Kui naturally stood together.
Although the two of them didn't have many interactions before, the connection between them is not small.
First of all, Xue Kui and Lu Yijian's uncles were of the same age, and secondly, Xue Kui himself was also a member of the northern scholar-bureaucrat group.
Thirdly, Xue Kui and Wang Zeng had a good relationship, and Lu Yijian and Wang Zeng were allies.
Finally, Xue Kui's current position is to know the affairs of Kaifeng Prefecture, and he is assigned to Lu Yijian's class.
Due to all this, in the eyes of others, Xue Kui is certainly from the Lu Yijian lineage.
"Xue Yinzheng, in recent days, the Kaifeng government office needs to pay more attention to what is said in the capital, so as not to be taken advantage of by foreign enemies."
When speaking, Lu Yijian could not hide his worry.
He was indeed a little worried about the war in the north.
Although Yongqing County is not a strategic location, it had just lost a city in the battle.
This is not a good sign.
Therefore, he specifically reminded Xue Kui to monitor the public opinion in Beijing to avoid being dictated by others.
"Before entering the palace, the lower official had already asked the official Kong Mu to send more inspection personnel to the government office."
Xue Kui is not the kind of civil servant who has never experienced war. Although he has never led troops to the front line, he still has his own way of conducting politics during war.
He had already thought of what Lu Yijian was worried about.
At this moment, the front lines are fighting, and Kaifeng, as the rear area, must focus on stability.
Preventing Khitan spies from causing trouble is the focus of his next phase of work.
"My Lords, Your Majesty has arrived, please come in."
After a while, Liu Maoqin came to the front of the hall with small steps and led everyone into the hall one by one.
After some greetings, Li Jie waved his hand and motioned for all the ministers to take their seats.
Then, he looked around and saw that there were obviously more people here than usual.
Prime Ministers Ding Wei, Wang Qinruo, Ren Zhongzheng, Lu Yijian, Privy Council Envoy Cao Yili, Deputy Envoys Zhang Shixun and Cao Wei, Quan's Third Division Envoy Zu Shiheng, Third Division's Deputy Envoy Fan Yong, Quan Zhi Kaifeng Prefecture Minister Xue Kui and others were all present.
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"Where is the Third Secretary?"
Hearing Li Jie's voice, Zu Shiheng stood up immediately.
"I'm here."
"How is the supply of food and grass on the front line?"
Hearing this, Zu Shiheng's heart trembled. He was one of the people who was 'blinded'.
Just as Wang Deyong thought, Zu Shiheng always thought that the Khitans would attack after May 29th.
Therefore, he didn't pay much attention to this matter in the past two days, but focused his attention elsewhere.
what to do?
what to do?
Of course, Zu Shiheng had read the internal accounts of the Third Division, but he did not remember them.
In desperation, Zu Shiheng suddenly noticed Fan Yong from the corner of his eye, and he quickly replied.
"Your Majesty, Deputy Envoy Fan has always been responsible for the dispatch of grain and fodder."
"Um?"
Li Jie snorted softly. Although his voice was small, in Zu Shiheng's ears, it was no different than thunder.
Whoosh!
In an instant, Zu Shiheng's face turned pale.
He panicked!
"hehe."
Suddenly, a chuckle was heard in the ears of the ministers.
"The soldiers and horses have not moved, but the food and grass have gone first. At this time, the soldiers in front are fighting bloody battles."
"It turns out that the three envoys of the Song Dynasty don't even know the details of the supply of grain and grass?"
"Look, gentlemen, this is the plan of the Song Dynasty!"
"Don't you, gentlemen, blush?"
"hehe."
"I'm blushing!"
"Chen...chen..."
Hearing these sarcastic words, Zu Shiheng broke into a cold sweat and for a while, he even stuttered when speaking.
"I dare to ask your Majesty to punish you!"
"I'll post a note tomorrow about where I know the place."
"Thank you for your generous reward, Your Majesty!"
As soon as these words came out, Zu Shiheng immediately bowed his body and bowed to the end.
Li Jie glanced at him indifferently, and then withdrew his gaze. Zu Shiheng was indeed not qualified for the position of Third Secretary.
The previous recommendation that he serve as the Third Secretary-General was nothing more than a temporary measure.