The old minister sneered: "Who is I? It turns out that he is Lord Xiao Ming. I believe that Lord Xiao Ming must have a clear view. Why not tell everyone to listen to it?"

Mingjing has always hated these old guys who rely on their seniority, but actually rely on their seniority and put their own interests first in everything.

He said: "As Your Majesty said just now, if the children and grandchildren of your Sun family were killed, you would have such a light saying that you should be more important than those who are ambitious in Jiuli? If the knife does not fall on your head, you will not feel the pain, right?!"

Sun Liang's face turned red and said, "How old are you? You have been an official for a few days. How can you know that it is not easy for the court? It is easy to decide to fight today. The treasury's money is used for military expenses. Tomorrow, thousands of people will open their mouths to have a meal. What do you take out?"

"Do you think the people agree with your words? Why don't we ask the people if they are willing to endure the bullying or be hit hard!"

"Food is the most important thing for people. No matter when, it is the most important thing to eat a full meal!"

"Stop making a noise."

Zhao Yuanjing said, "Since you have different opinions, why not go to the field to investigate and see if the people are willing to fight or to make peace."

The ministers looked at each other.

For such a big event, should we seek opinions from the people?

What can they understand, and few people know big words...

Most of the ministers here have been studying for ten years and have gone through the imperial examinations before they can enter the official career. Although literati are inferior to each other, scholars are the best at joining the group, and they cannot be able to look down on the poor people.

But the emperor said so, and he dared not ignore it.

So the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Personnel took the lead, and with the assistance or surveillance of the Ministry of War, they indeed asked the opinions of 500 people.

In the end, the result was unexpectedly 470 people agreed to start the war, and more than 300 of them were strongly willing, willing to send people or fund money to help the army fight back against the Jiuli tribe.

The results are obvious.

This made the ministers of the lords and factions in the court puzzled.

The Ming Jing said: "There is a poem that I wonder if all the knowledgeable and talented adults heard of it?"

"What poem?"

"Everyone is more righteous than dog slaughtering people, and most unfaithful people are scholars!"

“…”

All the respected scholars were scolded and a little embarrassed.

But in front of the emperor, he didn't dare to refute anything.

Although this fledgling boy hates it, he is the queen's cousin after all, so he can't offend him too ruthlessly.

Zhao Yuanjing kept holding his jaw and listened to his ministers quarreling.

After they finished arguing, he spoke: "My dear friends think it is more appropriate to send to attack the Jiuli tribe?"

The hall suddenly became quiet.

The Jiuli tribe has lasted for thousands of years and has always been mysterious. There are many generals who have fought with them, but the only one who can defeat them without losing the upper hand is King Zhao Shu of Qin.

But now the situation of the Qin King is unknown, how can I fight?

Most people only know that the King of Qin was seriously injured in order to protect the emperor, and they didn't know what the specific situation was.

Anyway, it is impossible to count on the King of Qin.

Then you can only send someone else.

General Yang had already died in the battle between Northern Qi and Jiuli. The remaining few generals were not even as good as General Yang, and it would be useless to send them.
Chapter completed!