"Duke Su, why didn't you be dispatched here without being dispatched?" Xu Qiu asked.

When the little princess looked at the chair opposite the emperor, she knew that she, the bandit husband, had fought against the emperor again.

She first gave her husband a blank look, then bowed her hands and smiled calmly, "Your Majesty, you will live long, oh, Duke of Wei, I miss my husband, come to Xi'an Mansion for a walk, what's wrong?"

Since the bandit husband has already fought hard, as a little princess, of course he has to keep up.

Xu Qi smiled bitterly and said, "But there is no order to transfer the court..."

"Yes, there is nothing, what's wrong?" The little princess was puzzled, "Where can I go where I can limit it?"

Xu Qi was dumbfounded. Do you want to rebel too?

"Your Majesty, I saw all the famous civil and military officials in the world, put our Western Army General in front of me and questioned him. Why, what princes have he killed?" The little princess was puzzled and bowed and asked, "If it weren't for this, why would Your Majesty be like this?"

The old emperor didn't come back in one breath. Do you still listen to this?

"But just talk about martial arts, what should Duke Su come here? Do you want to congratulate the King of Qin? There is no habit of leading troops to give gifts in the world." The old emperor felt that he could still put on the emperor's airs, so he scolded, "Since he is already the Duke of the Kingdom, he still needs to learn some of the rules that should be learned."

"I will learn when the military affairs are no longer busy." The little princess smiled, and then said, "Yes, there is a major event that has not been reported to the court. Duke Xia is worried that the Japanese slaves have landed in North Korea while the Qin King's wedding, so they dispatched troops from Friendship City to Guandong. A part of our army went south from Qinghai and will soon fight with Uszang and a group of troops at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains. If this battle can be destroyed, the warlike nobles of Uszang who rebel and surrendered again, our army can open up the passage to Yunnan. At that time, the ancient tea and horse road will be restored, and the court will add more tariffs to collect tariffs. At this moment, personnel should be prepared. Don't let the whole of the Prince Mu's mansion get the advantage."

Wei Yang was also a little surprised. Is the progress so fast?

The old emperor rushed out of his chest with anger. His greedy attitude was so domineering.

Just imagine, the Western Army has achieved the goal of starting from the western frontier, which can directly threaten the capital's important areas in the north, and the south can also threaten the security of Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan from Yunnan. What is the difference between this and the Mongolian soldiers who were divided and encircled and exterminated the Southern Song Dynasty?!

Could it be that the Western Army really has the ambition to win the world?

"What are the Western Army going to do?" the old emperor asked angrily.

"Ah, this is actually nothing. It's just a place that the court cannot defeat. Our Western army is fighting, and the court cannot manage it. Our Western army is controlling it. Our goal is never to be a country and the world in every world," Wei Yang said. "Your Majesty can rest assured. Wherever the Western army goes, the dragon flag of the Ming Dynasty floats. Whoever does not accept it will fight, and if you don't accept it, you will be eliminated. This is also for the Han world. Your Majesty can understand it clearly."

Liu Daxia asked: "So what is the goal of your Western Army?"

"Our Western Army wants every inch of land shining with solar energy in this world to obey the Han Dynasty's Wanghua. Everyone who lives in every inch of land captured by the Han Dynasty can disrespect gods and not worship ghosts, but must be dressed in all countries and worship Xuanyuan." Wei Yang said.

So, the Western Army is not about to raise an army to fight for the world, right?

"The court is also this goal. Since this is the case, why are taxes in the western region not included in the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Revenue of the Court? Are such matters feasible? Is it impossible for the court?" Ma Wensheng stretched out his hand, but he did not have any hope, but just fought for a while.

Wei Yang shook his head and said, "You can't do it."

"It's not that you look down on me, it's really that you look down on me," said Wei Yang. "Last year's taxes were almost enough to establish three Western Armys, right? What did you do? The money was ruined by you. By the way, aren't you going to discuss martial arts?"

The old emperor nodded: "I have heard that your Western arms are the only one in the world. In my opinion, the red-haired firearms are not as many as you."

Wei Yang thought for a while and refused: "What advanced technology do you learn if you haven't even finished the basic materials? Let's improve the status of craftsmen first."

As soon as these words were said, a group of civil officials became anxious. Who are the craftsmen? But the tools like cattle and horses can improve their treatment?

"The Duke of Qin is such a bad word. Since ancient times, all the sages have ruled the world by teaching as the way of kings! All the things done by the Western Army have rebelled against the scriptures and destined to be tolerated by the sages." An old minister had white hair and hair, and looked at him wearing a red robe. He was also a high-ranking official. He spoke in a stern voice and expression, "Why do you think of this to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors? The use of the Western Army is just a small technique, which is not the great way to govern the world," he turned around and said, "Your Majesty, the old minister's opinion should be deposed by the Western Army, and it should not... Otherwise... My Taizu Taizong is in the sky and the spirit of the heavens will definitely not allow Xiao Shu to govern the world..."

Wei Yang really didn't realize that this was too bad.

Small techniques are indeed not enough to govern the ages.

Chinese civilization, including Confucian civilization, is not so much that it has formed a country for thousands of years, but rather that it has condensed this civilization into a country that has been constantly evolving. Without this, we will lose the civilization lineage and fall into chaos and self-doubt.

But if you only talk about the big truth, it will be useless. If you are beaten to death by someone with a mace, what other way can you tell the way to govern the world?

Therefore, he was very interested in listening.

When the old emperor saw that he couldn't help but nodded, he couldn't help but feel panicked.

What is this guy calculating?

"Wei Yang, do you agree with Wang Yang's words?" the old emperor asked hurriedly.

Wang Liang?

This person doesn't know, but the information collected by the Western Army said that this was an old man with extremely honest and extremely noble personality.

You may not agree with his opinion, but an old man who has served as the Minister of Personnel and entered the cabinet to preside over the general trend of the world would starve to death without relying on the little salary paid by the court. You must admire such a person.

Just like Hai Rui, you may not like him, but you cannot belittle him. In that era, such a person was the backbone of the era.

Wei Yang stood up and walked to Wang Yang, bowed deeply, and exclaimed: "The poor parents in the world are so poor that they can uphold poverty, I admire them very much."

Wang Yang was stunned, no, I'm scolding you.

"Seeking is knowledge, pattern is pattern, character is character. I don't agree with the old man's philosophy, which does not mean that I cannot praise the old man's character. Similarly, my praise of the old man's character does not mean that I agree with your remarks," Wei Yang stepped back and said, "Please."

Wang Jiao was stunned and was stunned. Can you think of it?

I spit and scold you, but you said you admire my character.

How do you keep swearing you?

Lao Wang Xing sighed, bowed deeply, and advised: "The Duke of Qin is a young talent, and Wei Huo, who is far away from the Han Dynasty. Although the famous general of the Tang Dynasty, Duke of Wei Guo, I am afraid that it is just like this. With such talent, the way he is doing is not the right way. How old is the old man and I still hope that the general will understand himself and live up to the ability of a solid country and a stable country."

This old man is not a person who only thinks about the way of a saint, but he is too good at wholesale high hats.

Wei Yang said: "It is very good for the old man to work hard to achieve the saint's theory. It is just to apply what he has learned, otherwise he will be eliminated by the times. People like the old man should really look at the world. The words of the saints and the family rules of the ancestors must always keep pace with the times."

Wang Liang was puzzled.

"The Western Army is the Western Army of the Han Dynasty. Old Mr., the times have changed again. Today's world is an era of great change that has not been seen in a thousand years. Westerners are surfing the ocean, and the Japanese slaves still open their eyes to see the world, let alone our country of heaven and the nobles of the glorious Yanhuang. Maintaining the law and undefeated is the great way in the old man's knowledge. But if you forget to use Taoism to control your skills and use so-called skills to develop productivity, you will be beaten, and you will be beaten to death," Wei Yang invited, "If the old man has time to go to the west, whether it is good or bad, or you have to see it with your own eyes and experience it with your own eyes..."

"This is a bad word!" Another white-haired old man strode out with a tablet in his hand and scolded, "Why don't you know that the people of the world have already seen it, the Western Army's wolf ambition..."

"Why do you want to scold people when you are reasonable?" Wei Yang asked the emperor, "Who is this old man? Where is his family living?"

The old man said furiously: "What do you want?"

"Digging your ancestral tomb." Wei Yang said angrily, "Look, how good Mr. Wang said. Even if I don't agree with some of his theories, I admire him for speaking without scolding others. Your mother didn't teach you the art of speaking?"

"You can't be a rash person. This is Wang Qiong, the right assistant minister of the Ministry of Revenue. He is a famous minister of my dynasty." The old emperor was so happy to watch the fun and immediately introduced.

Wang Qiong?

Wang Jinglong's father?

"Su San left Hongdong County..."

Wei Yang hurriedly shook his head, which was what the story in the play was said.

According to the information from the Western Army, Wang Qiong did not have a rebellious son named Wang Jinglong. The three sons were qualified to be enshrined because of Wang Qiong's contribution and got the scattered official of the Jinyiwei deputy Qianhu. The three sons basically inherited Wang Qiong's talent but character...

People at that time evaluated Wang Shu as "proficient in power, skills, and scheming", which is not a good word.

"So it's you," Wei Yang looked at the ministers, "Where is Peng Ze?"

Who is Peng Ze?

Wang Qiong's political opponent, the two have been fighting each other fiercely for many years.

In fact, he knew very well that Peng Ze would not be here.

After Wang Qiong became the right assistant minister of the Ministry of Revenue, Peng Ze left the court and took on the position of governor of Liaodong. At the beginning of this year, due to several changes in Wang Shouren's position, the old emperor transferred the old minister to Sichuan as governor. This was a very powerful old minister and a very smart veteran. Peng Ze, who was born in Lanzhou Prefecture, was actually tired of the battles on the official battlefield. This time he drove the ducks and was cheated by the emperor to Chengdu as a water carrot.

When Wang Qiong heard about Peng Ze, his originally angry mood suddenly exploded.

"Sage Yun!" Wang Qiong is very good at slandering people. Sometimes even Chengzhi's first snatcher Wang Yang had to give in to him. At this time, his hair and hair were all wide open. He was very stunning if you didn't agree with me and I would show you. He looked down at Wei Yang, who was one head taller than him, and scolded angrily, "A gentleman is not a party, a villain is not a party, the western side is where the barbarians are, the head of all evil is Wei!"

Oh, I said I was the bandit leader.

I agree with this.

But Wei Yang turned around and asked, "Your Majesty, this old man said there are a group of bandits in the west. So, are you standing with us?"

The old emperor glared at the eyes and was suddenly stumped.

Wang Qiong was also stunned.

If you accidentally ask, it seems that you have a problem for the emperor?

"I, I..." Wang Qiong's tongue was circling and didn't know what to say to make a decision.

Wei Yang gave up the open space: "Please, please, you say, I won't stop you."

What else do you say?

"Duke of Qin, this is a famous minister." Xu Qi had to smooth things over again. You gave up on Wang Yang. What's wrong with Wang Qiong?
Chapter completed!