Cai Jing thought that he was not a fool yet, but no matter how he looked at Zhao Jixiang in front of him, Cai Jing felt that Zhao Jixiang was showing signs of being a fool.

You gave the Zen position to your son, and then your son openly said in the court that you were not worthy of the surname Zhao. So now you really want to resume power?

Then why are you still staying in Bozhou?

"According to the time calculation, we should be almost in Taiyuan now, and maybe we have already made contact with Wanyan Zonghan. In other words, there is not much time left for the official family."

After thinking about it for a long time, Cai Jingcai said thoughtfully: "It doesn't matter whether we win or lose today. Unless something unspeakable happens, the officials should immediately return to Beijing to resume their duties."

Gao Qiu hesitated: "Empress Dowager Meng..."

Tong Guan also continued to provoke Cai Jing: "Isn't Prime Minister Cai confused? Before going on the expedition, he had already invited Empress Dowager Meng to listen to the government behind the curtain, and even appointed the empress and the emperor's eldest son to supervise the country. Even if something unspeakable happens, I'm afraid...

"

"The Empress Dowager Meng and the Empress are both women, and the eldest son of the Emperor is young, how can he handle the important affairs of the country!"

Ever since he knew that all his sons had died in the hands of Zhao Huan, Cai Jing was completely ready to fight, and even spoke with less scruples: "What can the official family do if they stay in Bozhou? Once they return from Taiyuan, how can the official family still do it?"

Return to power?

If the officials were more ruthless and thoroughly cleaned the court, and then arrested a few blind people from the local government and exiled them for three thousand miles, what kind of memorials would someone send to Bozhou?

Once that time comes, how will the officials maintain their expenses in Bozhou? Even if you, Lieutenant Gao, are willing to perform Cuju, how much reward can you get? Maybe you can afford the expenses of 200,000 imperial troops?"

"Cai Qing be careful what you say!"

Although Zhao Jixiang is also curious about how much reward Gao Qiu can get from performing Cuju, but Gao Qiu is not young now, and he is a dignified lieutenant. If he goes to the streets to play Cuju, isn't that nonsense...

Seeing that Cai Jing still looked like a bird, Tong Guan also intervened at the right time: "If the Queen Mother does not allow the officials to return to power, what can be done about it?"

"The Queen Mother will definitely not allow it, but if the ministers enter the palace to rule the country, can the Queen Mother stop them?"

Cai Jing glanced sideways at Tong Guan, who always disagreed with him, and his face was full of sarcasm: "What's more, the officials brought 200,000 forbidden troops, not 200,000 pigs!"

"..."

Zhao Jixiang's face looked very ugly.

Sometimes, 200,000 imperial troops may not be able to keep up with 200,000 pigs——

Two hundred thousand pigs were brutally killed and they knew how to escape and resist. But once the two hundred thousand Forbidden Army were brutally killed, they probably only knew how to escape and not resist.

To put it bluntly, if the 200,000 imperial troops led by Zhao Jixiang were to face off against 200,000 wild boars, it would be hard to say who would win and who would lose...

But Cai Jing didn't care at all how Zhao Jixiang looked.

Except for the second son Cai Min who died early, the remaining sons Cai You, Cai Chen, Cai Sui, Cai Wei, and Cai Xiu were all killed by the dog emperor Zhao Huan. Even Cai Xing, Cai Chan, and Cai Shu

, Cai Zheng, Cai Tong and his grandchildren were also implicated and executed. It can be said that Cai Jing didn’t even have a thought.

It is precisely because of this that all Cai Jing can think about right now is how to cause trouble for Zhao Huan, that dog emperor. Besides, Cai Jing doesn't even care about his own life or death, so how can he care about how good-looking Zhao Jixiang's face is.

Even Cai Jing wished that Zhao Jixiang would die suddenly after returning to Bianjing to cause trouble for Zhao Huan, the dog emperor——

To a certain extent, Zhao Jixiang, the emperor, had something to do with why Cai Jing ended up like this.

Who asked him to pass the throne to that dog emperor Zhao Huan?

"Besides returning to Beijing, is there no other way?"

Although he felt unhappy, and although he knew what Cai Jing said was right, Zhao Jixiang was still reluctant to return to Bianjing.

If Zhao Huan's traitorous son was defeated in Taiyuan, and the Jin soldiers came back to Bianjing to besiege the city, wouldn't he be the unlucky one? Who would the throne be passed to at that time?

"There is no other way!"

Cai Jing directly exposed Zhao Jixiang's dream: "When the official returns to Beijing to resume his administration at this time, it can be said that he is worried about Jin Jin and can grasp the honor and justice. If he waits for Jin Jin to return victoriously from Taiyuan, I'm afraid everything will be too late.

Already."

Zhao Jixiang was still struggling: "Zong Han is not comparable to Zong Wang, and the Gao Qing family has already sent people to Taiyuan to deliver the formation map, so that traitor may not be able to win, right?"

"How can Wanyan Zongwang be compared to Captain Gao?"

Cai Jing said without mercy: "I have heard what Gao Taiwei and Tong Xianggong told me about the situation in Bianjing. Although I don't want to admit it, I have to admit that today I have defeated Wanyan Zongwang almost single-handedly. This

Only then did the siege of Bianjing be solved.

Under such circumstances, what if Wanyan Zonghan is defeated again today? When the time comes, the minister, Gao Taiwei, and Tong Xianggong will certainly not escape death, but how can the officials find a second way?"

"What did you say?"

Zhao Jixiang slammed the table and said angrily: "That traitor still dares to kill his father?"

"How is Liu Yilong? How is Tuoba Gui? How is Zhu Wen? How is Yang Jian? How is Wang Yanjun? How is Li Yuanhao?"

Cai Jing sneered and continued: "Even if we don't mention these six people, what about Tang Gaozu?"

There was a clang, but Zhao Jixiang knocked over the tea cup in his hand in panic——

The first six were all killed by his own sons, and the subsequent treatment of Emperor Gaozu of Tang Dynasty is not easy to say.

But judging from the current situation, even if Zhao Huan's rebellious son is not as good as the sons of the previous few people, he is probably not much worse than Li Yuan's second son.

Seeing that Zhao Jixiang was already panicking, Cai Jing simply added fuel to his anger: "Guan family, if you want to return to power, you must return to Beijing, and you must return to Beijing before today, otherwise if you return with a great victory in Taiyuan, then

It’s a situation where everything comes to an end~”

…

The most basic human need is to eat, drink and have sex, but the most important spiritual need is to show off.

For example, Zhao Huan, who wears silver armor, silver spears and white horses, may not be able to defeat the personal guards around him, but his demeanor is enough to make Zhao Zilong angry to death.

Of course, the reason why he is so cool and pretentious is that Zhao Huan is very handsome, very handsome, at least as good as several Daniel Wu. He is so capable that even when he walks on the streets of Bianjing City, he doesn’t even look like one.

I know how many girls I can make wet.

If he looks like a bird like Wanyan Zongwang, he is probably just pretending to be an anti-dog.

What's more important is that Zhao Huan is not only handsome, but also rich——

As the emperor of the Song Dynasty who was not short of money, although Zhao Huan liked the dress of silver armor, silver spears and white horses, the honor guard that an emperor should have during his personal expedition was not bad at all, just the imperial chariot that required eighteen horses to pull at the same time.

The internal area is only fifty or sixty square meters, with study, bedroom and bathroom almost all available.

With his appearance and family background, who would dare to say that Zhao Huan is not popular enough? Wanyan Zongwang would probably not agree.

At the very least, Zhong Shidao and other officials and generals of the Song Dynasty, as well as the common people, thought that Zhao Huan was very popular and awesome, and even believed that Zhao Huan had the style of being an ancestor.

Zhao Huan sneered at the so-called ancestral style.

The shadow of an ax shines brightly in the sky, and the loss of my nephew and my dear brother. I denounce the hero as being selfless and selfless, and I have high ambitions in the Northern Expedition to seal the village.

He, Zhao Er, is just a God of Cars in Gaoliang River at best. What can be so arrogant about him? Is my image no better than his?

Of course, image belongs to image, and strength belongs to strength. Zhao Huan, who has clearly realized that he has a bunch of pig teammates, is still very capable.

The Song Dynasty's army had a high winning rate when they were beaten and defending the city, but the winning rate in field battles outside the city was damned. Wanyan Zonghan's combat ability was much better than Wanyan Zongwang's. I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to win in the Taiyuan battle.

How easy it is.

But no matter how hard it is, it’s actually just like that——

In order to relieve the danger in Taiyuan, in order to kill Wanyan Zonghan, in order to return to Bianjing with the power of victory and suppress all dissatisfaction, in order to allow Zhao Jixiang to retire completely and concentrate on his art research, Zhao Huan also tried his best, from God

Arm bow to eight

From ox crossbows to hot air balloons to large carts, including palm mines and fierce fire oil, Zhao Huan brought almost all the weapons and equipment he could bring. Even the craftsmen brought more than three hundred.

It can replenish the consumed firearms and equipment!

Zhao Huan really didn't believe it. He relied on the generation difference of equipment to carry out a dimensionality reduction attack on Wan, but could he still lose?

"How far is it from Taiyuan?"

Zhao Huan took a look forward with the simple telescope that the craftsmen had worked hard to polish for several days, but found that he saw nothing. Zhao Huan had no choice but to put down the telescope with regret.

"Back at Guan's house, Taiyuan is not far ahead. Calculating the distance, we can reach Taiyuan City before dark."

Putting down the telescope in his hand with great reluctance, Zhong Shidao bowed and replied: "If we continue forward, there is still about an hour's journey before we encounter the Wanyan Sect's Chaobu expedition horse."

Although he is seventy-five years old, he is considered a longevity star in the Song Dynasty, but Zhong Shidao's spirit is not like that of an old man, but more like that of a fierce general in his prime.

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But when Zhong Shidao faced Zhao Huan, he did not dare to slack off at all.

After all, today's officials have almost single-handedly defeated Wanyan Zongwang's 70,000-strong army. This kind of achievement, let alone his own, will only be like this even if Taizu Taizong is resurrected.

Especially when the official is now dressed in silver armor, silver spears and white horses, he is really better than Changshan Zhao Zilong!

Zhao Huan grunted and said: "Give the order and send out the spies. The rest of the soldiers will set up camp. No fire is allowed. Let the soldiers have a meal first with cold water and cold cooking cakes. When they are full and full, they will give the surnamed Wan directly in the afternoon.

Solve it and have a good breakfast in Taiyuan City tomorrow morning."

Destroy this morning meal!

Although Zhao Huan's voice was very calm, Zhong Shidao could hear his disdain for Wanyan Zonghan and the official's confidence in winning the battle of Taiyuan!
Chapter completed!