Under Zhao Ji's inquiry, Zhao Huan couldn't help but snorted coldly and raised an eyebrow at Cai Tiao: "Who told you that I, the king, need to borrow troops to hunt Gao Tuo Mountain?"
"Zhu Xiaosun's three hundred soldiers were just a cover-up to confuse you."
"From the beginning to the end, my trump card has always been those three hundred dung bullies!"
"Who told you that Dungba can't fight?"
"As a servant, you must have memorized the "Martial Classics General Essentials" by heart, right? Then I ask you, what is the most important thing for a heavy-armored soldier?"
Cai Tiao blurted out: "Of course it's physical strength."
As soon as he finished speaking, Cai Tiao realized something was wrong and couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart.
physical strength?!
Although those dung bullies don't know how to fight, they are all tough men with infinite strength.
They don't need to train at all. They just put on heavy armor and attack them. Even the most elite light infantry can't do anything to them.
As long as there are veterans or generals who lead them forward and their morale is not hindered, they can unleash their huge war potential.
"It's impossible... The leader of the ever-victorious army, the tycoon of a generation, would end up dead at the hands of a bunch of shit-carrying thugs?"
Cai Tiao muttered to himself, still unwilling to believe that this was true.
"Even if they can fight, who will lead them to fight? Can you still conjure veteran generals out of thin air?"
"etc……"
Cai Tiao's eyes opened wider and wider, staring at the dirty armor on Zhao Huan's body, and exclaimed: "Don't tell me... you went to Yizhou!"
The already nervous officials were filled with exclamations once again when they heard Cai Tiao's words.
They finally understood why Zhao Huan said that the rags and armor he wore were better than the most gorgeous royal robes in the world. Even the Wude Secretary and the Palace Chief made an exception and allowed him to enter the palace.
This armor is proof that Zhao Huan killed Gao Tuoshan with his own hands during the bloody battle in Yizhou!
Zhao Huan looked at Cai Tiao with disdain as if he were looking at an idiot. He was even a little disappointed. If he lost to these people, what qualifications would he have to be called "king".
"It is indeed very dangerous for me outside Bianjing City, but you don't think that I will really hide in the city all the time, right?"
"Or do you think that this king is used to being noble and majestic and cannot bear the suffering of the people?"
"I followed the dung truck in and out, passing under your noses, and you didn't even notice. It's really ridiculous."
The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty found it unbelievable.
Not only did Zhao Huan conquer Gao Tuo Mountain across thousands of miles in just ten days, but he also disguised himself as a dung man and followed the dung trucks in and out.
This kind of guy who takes a step back can suffer hardships and can become extremely arrogant if he takes a step forward. Is he really a prince?!
Not to mention the Song Dynasty, looking at the thousands of years of changes in the previous dynasties, there is probably no prince who can compare with Zhao Huan.
The eyes of the Ministry of War officials looking at Zhao Huan gradually became hot.
"King Ding traveled thousands of miles, beheaded the thieves in the blink of an eye, and promoted the power of the Song Dynasty. He is worthy of being a king!"
"The Song Dynasty is thousands of miles away, and he is the first person among the kings!"
"Your Majesty's son, Longzi, should be so powerful."
Naturally, the officials of the Ministry of War did not dare to blatantly praise Zhao Huan. They knelt down one after another and shouted in unison at Zhao Ji, who was a little confused: "Congratulations, your majesty, for getting this son of a dragon to strengthen our power in the Song Dynasty!"
"His Majesty is well aware of King Ding's talent, and he is diligent and supportive. Every step is just right, so that King Ding can show his power today."
"In our Song Dynasty, we have your majesty's wise king and your prince's powerful generals, and we can defeat the Jin invaders in just a short time."
"Under your majesty's wise leadership, we will recapture the sixteen states of Yanyun and rebuild the prosperous age of the Song Dynasty. We will surely become a famous king throughout the ages."
Just a moment ago, Zhao Ji felt as if he was being roasted on a fire, not knowing how to deal with the next situation.
After all, this son... was really beyond his expectations.
As a result, when the Ministry of War knelt down, Zhao Ji's waist straightened up instantly, and even his mentality underwent a subtle change.
"Say... well said!"
"Everything is as expected."
"The king has the power he has today, I just gave him a little guidance."
Zhao Ji doesn't care about so many things. He will reuse and cultivate anyone who can help him achieve the reputation of being a famous king through the ages.
It can be said that Zhao Huan's battle in Yizhou directly caused a qualitative change in Zhao Ji's mentality.
It’s not a bad idea to reuse Zhao Huan!
If we can achieve greater glory, then the plan of holding the puppet emperor hostage and finding someone to take the blame can be completely abandoned.
After all, no matter how prosperous Zhao Huan is, he is only a prince and his son. But Zhao Ji can sit on the throne and enjoy a prosperous life for several more decades. Isn't it wonderful?
How cunning and cunning is Cai Jing? He noticed that Zhao Ji's eyes were getting brighter and brighter when he looked at Zhao Huan, and he couldn't help but secretly sighed that something was wrong!
Only if Zhao Ji fears Zhao Huan can Cai Jing continue to be the powerful prime minister with one hand covering the sky.
Once the father and son start wearing a pair of pants, it will be the end of the Cai family.
"His Majesty!"
At Cai Jing's signal, Cai Tiao quickly stepped forward to admonish him: "Even if King Ding can achieve this feat and fulfill his agreement, he still has a disobedient heart."
"The Dung Ba are strong and strong, as strong as an ox. They can indeed fight. But the question is, where does the heavy armor they use come from?"
As soon as this was said, the court fell silent again.
What Zhao Ji is most worried about is that his eldest son, who is getting stronger and stronger, will one day kick him from the throne.
He quickly asked: "Where does the armor used by the king come from?"
Zhao Huan blurted out without even thinking: "Of course I paid to rent it."
What?!
This answer almost made Cai Tiao stagger, and even Zhao Ji was stunned. Does this mean he admitted to stealing the armor, or did he not admit it?
While everyone was stunned, Zhao Huan shrugged his shoulders lightly: "I want to fight, and I have no armor, so what's the harm in spending money to rent some armor?"
"My king has sent all the armor back to the Ministry of War. If you don't believe it, you can ask the Ministry of War to go back and investigate."
"As for this set of general armor worn by this king, it will naturally be returned to the Ministry of War after he leaves the palace."
"Why do you need to show such a look? Don't I even have the right to rent armor?"
Zhao Huan's words almost choked everyone to death, renting armor... Fortunately he could figure it out, this was too tricky.
Even Cai Tiao, who had deliberately framed Zhao Huan, was a little confused. How had he ever met such a shameless person? He stole the armor and said it was rent, but after he used it, he returned the armor. Unless the Ministry of War
Sue him for embezzlement, otherwise it will be difficult to punish him.
When Cai Tiao looked at the officials from the Ministry of War, they all agreed: "Your Majesty is just renting it and has no intention of misappropriating it for personal use. Please be clear to your Majesty."
The Ministry of War was not stupid. He could tell with just his toes that the officials below must have accepted bribes and smuggled out the armor.
If we really want to track it down, the officials of the Ministry of War will have nothing to gain.