Chapter 99 The joys and sorrows are not the same between people
Datang's plan has been finalized for a long time. Now it is waiting for the three kingdoms of Baekje, Silla, and Goguryeo to fight each other to the death, and then maintain world peace under the banner of righteousness. As for the reason, is this important?
If you want a reason, the officials of the Tang Dynasty will come up with tens of thousands of reasons for you every minute. If Silla dies this time, then the Tang Dynasty can kill them for them under the banner of "accepting Silla's envoys asking for help and avenging Silla"
Goguryeo and Baekje.
If Baekje or Goguryeo died, then the Tang Dynasty would directly destroy Silla under the banner of "quelling regional disputes and peaceful coexistence".
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What is justice?
I am strong and I am justice!
Strength is justice!
The monarchs and ministers of the Tang Dynasty were not in a hurry, and just sat back and watched the three kingdoms of the peninsula fight to the death. However, the envoy from Silla was very anxious and wished to see the emperor immediately, and begged His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty to send troops to rescue one or two.
However, they have no chance. His Majesty the Emperor has not held any court meetings so that he can rest in peace and recuperate. Who dares to introduce the Silla envoy to see the Emperor and seek death?
Two groups of Silla envoys jumped up and down in Chang'an, building connections and sending money everywhere, hoping to see His Majesty the Emperor.
It was not until September that His Majesty the Emperor finally got better after being ill for nearly two months.
Ever since, the Great Court Meeting was held again.
Tai Chi Hall.
Jin Dacheng looked at the extremely glorious palace and was very excited. When he saw Emperor Zun walking up to the high platform, he squeezed out tears.
I can't help it, I feel so wronged!
He couldn't find anyone, he couldn't see the emperor, and he was repeatedly ridiculed by Jin Dayou because of the bet and couldn't talk back.
It’s uncomfortable.
Gao Liangzhong shouted: "Your Majesty is coming to court."
"I pay my respects to His Majesty the Emperor, and may my Emperor live for thousands of years."
The ministers bowed three times, and the Silla envoy at the end kowtowed three times. This was the etiquette they learned at Honglu Temple to prevent their impoliteness from making the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty unhappy, which would lead to the abortion of the plan to seek help.
Dayou and Jin Dacheng kowtowed very seriously.
When several low-ranking officials saw this, they covered their mouths to suppress laughter, and at the same time their eyes were filled with strong disdain and contempt.
The ceremony is over.
The great meeting begins!
Before Jin Dayou and Jin Dacheng could speak, the ministers of the Six Ministries and Nine Temples came forward one after another to report on the handling of government affairs and emergencies during this period, as well as the upcoming autumn harvest. After all, the emperor was ill and recuperating, and most of the things were not dealt with. It was normal.
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The foundation of a country lies in agriculture.
Regarding how to carry out the major event of the autumn harvest in the eighth year of Zhenguan, several ministers first put forward a series of suggestions, and then the ministers of the six ministries and nine temples made some supplements, and finally it was handed over to the emperor for final decision.
"There are still some deficiencies, please discuss it further, dear friends."
The emperor felt that the proposal was not enough, and asked the ministers to start improving the plan. As a result, the ministers used their intelligence and wisdom to discuss each other's words. Or when they had different opinions, they explained their reasons to each other. And whenever
The reason given by one of the ministers was very beautiful, and the people who supported him clapped their hands on the Wat board crazily, which was quite lively.
"good!"
Snap, snap, snap, snap.
After Fang Xuanling finished his suggestions for the autumn harvest, Du Ruhui applauded, and everyone responded enthusiastically.
Fang Xuanling touched his beard and accepted the welcome with a smile.
"Your Majesty, I have something to add," Chen Shuda said.
"Please speak, Mr. Chen."
"yes."
Immediately afterwards, Chen Shuda began to quote scriptures and Kang's speeches. The two Silla envoys were confused and confused.
Jin Dacheng looked strange. These ministers of the Tang Dynasty were obviously very civilized. How could they fight in front of the emperor? Jin Dayou dared to lie to me?
Jin Dayou was also confused, but what he was confused about was not why the officials of the Tang Dynasty didn't fight, but because of the autumn harvest.
Isn't it just to collect grain? Is it necessary to talk a lot of nonsense?
He doesn't understand, very much.
Could it be said that the officials of the Tang Empire were all nonsense talkers?
No, when they were fighting each other that day, their words were very brief and concise.
"Didn't you say that Tang Chen was very impulsive? Why didn't I see it?" Jin Dacheng asked him in a dissatisfied voice.
Jin Dayou didn't know how to answer. He was not blind. He had seen with his own eyes the fight between the officials of the Tang Dynasty. How could it be false?
Who knows what happened today.
In fact, Jin Dayou himself may not have thought that part of his guess was correct.
Although the autumn harvest is a big event, there is no need to discuss it specifically, especially since there were no disasters in the eighth year of Zhenguan, when peace prevailed in all directions and the water and soil were intact. Basically, in such a good harvest year, the contents of the Tang Dynasty ministers' court discussions were all about speculation about this year.
How much food can be harvested?
As for the rest, they are basically just nice words.
After saying this, it took more than an hour to finally make a plan for the autumn harvest.
What's the plan?
No shit, to put it bluntly, we should still act according to the previous rules, there is nothing to discuss.
After the adoption of this resolution, Kim Dae-woo and Kim Dae-seung immediately cheered up and prepared to ask His Majesty the Emperor to send troops to rescue Silla.
"Your Majesty!" Su Shichang, the Minister of Punishment, came out.
Seeing the Tang minister walking out ahead of him, Jin Dacheng opened his mouth and silently retracted his stretched out foot.
He didn't dare to take the initiative.
Jin Dacheng didn't hear what the Tang official said at all. He only knew that there was another half-hour debate and endless applause from the officials.
I don't know how long it took, until the end of the dynasty in the morning, Jin Dacheng and Jin Dayou had no chance to do anything. They could only watch the Tang Dynasty monarchs and ministers talk.
When dining on the verandah during lunch break, Jin Dayou and Jin Daecheng were neither in the mood to talk nor had the appetite to taste the delicacies.
tired!
Even though I was sitting on my knees, I was still very tired. I couldn't move all morning, so no one would be tired if I did it.
After finishing their lunch in a daze, the two of them looked at each other with their eyes wide open. Although they didn't know what was strange, they always felt that something was wrong. They didn't know what was wrong specifically.
Listening to the chatting of the Tang Dynasty ministers, the two of them felt even more depressed. They came to ask for help with the hope of a country on their backs, but now they could only watch the Tang Dynasty monarchs talking and laughing.
Is there any mistake?
"ha!"
"drink!"
"Hey, good, Fang Xiangguo has great arm strength!"
"Wei Shangshu, work hard, work hard, you have to press down!"
Jin Dayou looked at a prime minister and a minister of the Tang Dynasty wrestling with each other's arms in front of everyone, and his whole body felt bad.
He really wanted to yell, 'Enough'!
But he didn't dare, really didn't dare, because this was the Tang Dynasty, not Silla.
"Okay, Lao Fang wins!" Cheng Yaojin walked over, grabbed Fang Xuanling's arm and raised it high.
All the ministers quickly applauded and praised him.
Fang Xuanling cupped her fists towards the ministers and said, "Thank you all, thank you all."
"Please invite the next group." After Su Shichang shouted, he quickly took out a pen and paper to record the outcome of the game.
They used to play this kind of small activity during the lunch break of the imperial meeting. Anyway, there was no big deal waiting to be decided, and the emperor never criticized them.
Jin Dacheng said speechlessly, "Tang Chen, are you all so undisciplined?"
"I don't know." Jin Dayou wanted to reply to him, "This is not loose, this is unorganized and undisciplined."
He buried his head in his arms and sobbed softly.
The joys and sorrows between people are not the same. I just think they are extremely noisy. Their joy is theirs and has nothing to do with me. They can laugh and curse without any scruples, and arm-wrestle for entertainment during lunch break in the morning, but
I can't, my hometown is in danger.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
He couldn't help crying.
Jin Dacheng looked at his companion, as if he could understand his mood, and his face suddenly fell into disgrace.
I feel uncomfortable and don’t want to talk.
"Okay!" I don't know which minister it was, cheering again for the winner of the arm wrestling.