The weather in the capital is very good today, but the emperor sitting on the throne has a gloomy expression.
At this moment, Zhao Weilong took the memorial and looked at it.
Just by looking at his slightly trembling hands, one can infer that he is very angry at the moment.
"Asshole..."
With a loud curse, Zhao Weilong tore the memorial into several pieces, crumpled it into waste paper, and threw it outside.
The emperor was angry and shed blood.
All the maids and eunuchs serving in the palace were so frightened that they fell to their knees on the ground, trembling and not daring to make a sound.
"These traitors!"
"These damn traitors, I'm going to kill them alive!"
Zhao Weilong couldn't help but roar, he wanted to kill someone now.
The report was submitted by Ding Youcheng, the Nanyang garrison eunuch, who now serves as the supervisor of the Southwest Army Corps, and the contents of the report are related to the Southwest Front.
According to Zhao Weilong's idea, mobilizing elite troops to attack the southwest can force the southwest rebels to surrender.
This military plan has been demonstrated by the Ministry of War and the Fifth Army Governor's Office, and is objectively feasible.
The problem is that no matter how perfect the plan is, it must be implemented by qualified people.
But on the southwest front, the imperial court fought against the rebels for the first time, and they were defeated in disgrace and fled in panic.
Hundreds of people died, which in Zhao Weilong's opinion was a trivial matter. The key was that the battle was lost.
The imperial court lost face and the morale of the rebels was greatly boosted, which was extremely detrimental to forcing the opponent to surrender.
In other words, just this small defeat is extremely detrimental to the implementation of the forced surrender plan, and may even lead to the failure of the plan.
The most annoying thing was that Wu Shengchang, the commander-in-chief of the Southwest Army, concealed this minor defeat and covered it up in the military report with the words "the march was frustrated".
So now, he still needs to know the situation on the front line through the eunuchs who supervise the army.
"The Supervisor and Censor can't be trusted either. They are working together to fool me!" Zhao Weilong said in a deep voice.
There were military leaders in the two major armies on the Western Front and the Southeast who could not bear to hide it from him. Now the newly established army in the Southwest dared to use this trick to fool him... Zhao Weilong really couldn't bear it.
As the new emperor, Zhao Weilong knew how to compromise when faced with the complicated interest relationships below.
But now it seems to him that he has taken care of the overall situation, but what he gets in return is that the other party is pressing harder and harder.
Is it okay to kick someone in the nose? Who is the emperor?
"Here comes... Wang Cunzhang, the Secretary of the Ministry of War, and Zhang Yishan, the Commander-in-Chief of the Rear Army!"
"According to the order!"
The eunuch who passed the order was about to leave when he heard Zhao Weilong continue to say: "It's passed... Jiading Hou Zhou Juyan!!"
"yes"
Jiading Hou Zhou Juyan was Zhao Weilong's biological uncle and absolutely one of his own.
Since the people below were fooling him, he might as well replace himself with one of his own.
Cultivating one's own power is the way to solve all problems.
"return!"
As soon as the eunuch who delivered the order walked out of the door, he was stopped again by Zhao Yanxun's voice.
"There is no need to tell the Marquis of Jiading..."
"yes!"
Although Jiading Hou Zhou Juyan was one of his own, he had no military skills after all. It would be very problematic for him to be a deputy general, let alone the commander of the army.
Sending him to the front line will only add to the chaos. In order to take the overall situation into consideration, Zhao Weilong can only suppress his anger.
However, when the eunuch who delivered the order left the palace gate and assigned tasks to the people below, he saw two cabinet bachelors, several ministers, and two chief governors walking towards Qian'anmen together.
The two people Zhao Weilong wanted to summon were surprisingly among them.
Now it's better, people come by themselves, and they don't have to wait for others to go.
"Hurry up and report that there is an urgent military situation on the Western Front!" Wang Cunzhang, the Minister of War, said coldly.
"yes!"
While answering, the eunuch couldn't help but mutter in his heart, why is there another emergency military situation?
Of course, he doesn't need to worry about these things, he only needs to complete the general tasks.
"My lords, the Emperor has summoned you, please..."
Outside the palace gate, several important ministers walked in.
In the Qian'an Palace, the eunuchs had cleared away the scraps of paper on the floor, and Zhao Weilong sat behind the desk with a gloomy face.
"Your Majesty, several pavilion elders have arrived!"
"Let them in!"
"yes!"
A few seconds later, several important ministers, led by Chief Assistant Wang Tinghe, arrived in the hall.
"I'm waiting to see you, Your Majesty!"
"Excuse me, everyone!" Zhao Weilong said in a deep voice.
After several people stood up, without waiting for Zhao Weilong to ask, Wang Cunzhang, the Minister of War, said: "Your Majesty, there is an urgent military situation from the Western Front!"
Urgent military information is rushed over eight hundred miles, and the news can be transmitted back within one day, which is much faster than the news from the eunuchs supervising the army.
Signaling the accompanying eunuch to take the memorial, Zhao Weilong opened it and looked through it carefully.
"The Crown Prince, Grand Master Cheng Guo Gong Lu Liqing, together with the Dragon and Tiger General Wu Qinghou Zhang An... report!"
This is a joint memorial. The commander-in-chief and deputy general of the Western Front Army and the two supervisors all signed the memorial.
"After detailed investigation, the identity of the bandits on the Western Front has been revealed, and they are led by King Yong..."
King Yong? After reading this, Zhao Weilong didn't react for a moment.
And the next moment, his whole body froze in place.
King Yong raised his army. Since it was King Yong who raised his army, the thieves who committed the murder in Wudingfang the night before and kidnapped Concubine Duan must have been sent by King Yong.
In this case, his uncle had already made preparations in the capital in order to raise an army... Zhao Weilong secretly guessed.
"The soldiers of King Yong, with more than 100,000 people on foot and cavalry, are coming fiercely..."
"For the sake of overall safety, I have stationed troops east of the Han River for the time being, relying on the natural dangers of the Han River to resist the traitor army!"
After reading this, Zhao Weilong couldn't help but raise his head and asked: "With the Han River resisting the world, the Hanbei Fucheng to the west of the Han River was abandoned in vain?"
No one at the scene dared to answer this question, but the fact was already obvious.
"The thieves' tiger and wolf divisions are difficult for the troops on the Western Front to deal with. Your Majesty, please mobilize reinforcements quickly to relieve the danger on the Western Front!"
At the end, Zhao Weilong simply closed the memorial and threw it out in anger.
When the memorial fell in front of Wang Cunzhang, Zhao Weilong's roar followed: "A bunch of trash, a loser..."
"The imperial court spent endless money and food, and how many soldiers died in battle, just to capture Hanbei City, but he abandoned it directly..."
"He is quite talented and generous..."
Normally, even if Zhao Weilong was angry, he would not curse like this.
Obviously, the combination of the unfavorable battle in the southwest and the critical situation of the Western Front Army at the moment made him mentally depressed.
Nowadays, the imperial court is suffering from internal and external troubles. Zhao Weilong is not good at being a paper framer, and he can only maintain the status quo despite enduring various hardships.
After finally settling down in the west, he was able to free up his hands to deal with the southwest, but then hundreds of thousands of enemy troops appeared in the west.
If these hundreds of thousands of enemy troops are real, they will be much harder to deal with than rebels and zombies.
After all, the rebels cannot become a force and the zombies will not attack the capital.
At this moment, Zhao Weilong was still angry, and he continued to curse: "I did not fight well and lost the city and territory, but I put the responsibility on the enemy. It is simply hateful and killing!"
Faced with the emperor's anger, everyone at the scene bowed in response. Anyone who spoke at this time would be criticized.
"In the memorial, he described the rebel army as elites who have fought in a hundred battles, with the appearance of tigers and wolves... Could it be that his 60,000 to 70,000 troops on the western front are not warriors in a hundred battles? Aren't they crawling out of the dead?"
"In the memorial, I said that in order to relieve the emperor's worries, he dared to quit his work..."
After scolding him, Zhao Weilong suddenly stood up, slapped the table and shouted: "Abandoning the city, leading the army without courage... Is this how they relieve my worries?"
The next moment, Zhao Weilong coughed loudly, clutched his chest and sat back, apparently having lost his breath due to the curse.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."
All the ministers raised their heads one after another, looking worried.
Just listen to the chief assistant Wang Tinghe say: "Your Majesty, the battle on the front line is critical, you must take care of the dragon body!"
The scene of an old man in his seventies telling a boy of 16 or 17 to take care of himself seems strange no matter how you look at it.
Signaling the conciliatory eunuch beside him to step back, Zhao Weilong closed his eyes slightly, trying to calm down his anger as much as possible.
Only by being calm can you avoid making mistakes.
After a few breaths, Zhao Weilong opened his eyes and glanced at the important officials present.
"Tell me, how much of Lu Liqing's memorial is true and how false is it?"
