"Officials, the old ministers think that it is the time when our Song Dynasty is recuperating, and we must not be suspicious of chaos. Although the Liao Kingdom and our country have gaps, they are now in a covenant. Old Chen believes that the most important thing now is the importance of the country." The Grand Tutor bowed and said, "If our Song Dynasty can get closer to the Liao Kingdom, then the barbarians in both the Jin Kingdom and the grassland are no longer afraid."

Zhao Xing sat in the chair, lowered his head and smiled. He really underestimated the innocence of these scholars. It was quite interesting to say such things. However, he did not interrupt, but sat there and let them continue to say it. After all, he didn't know that interrupting was useless these days. They would definitely continue to say it, and it became more and more exciting.

Perhaps today is a group of important officials saying these nonsense. If Zhao Xing interrupts, he will say that tomorrow, thousands of disciples will kneel in front of the palace gate to write a blood letter.

What can this kind of thing be possible? There are only a few people who can use in the Song Dynasty. Could it be that they were killed with one knife? It is obviously unrealistic, so what should Zhao Xian do? He can't do anything, and the only thing he can do is to withstand some of the pressure. If it really doesn't work, let King Fu launch a battle to clear the king's side.

"If my Song Dynasty could form the Qin and Jin dynasties with the Liao Kingdom, I could protect me..."

Before he could finish his words, an inkstone suddenly flew to the Taifu and fell to pieces. Everyone looked up but found that Zhao Xing was already angry when he was sitting on it.

But the Grand Tutor looked as if he was ready to die: "The official family, every word and sentence of the old minister are for consideration by the Song Dynasty... The official family. Now His Highness Fu is stationed in Luzhou Prefecture, who are they guarding? They are not the Jin people, Mongolia, but the Liao Kingdom, which has caused the friendly countries to be inexplicably surprised and asked the old ministers several times why they were like this."

Zhao Xing was so angry that he trembled all over. He gritted his teeth and stared at the damn beasts below the stage, and he couldn't even breathe.

When he was in a hurry to get off the tiger, the eunuch outside sang and said that the empress dowager had arrived. Soon a woman in her thirties walked in from outside. Although she was already thirty-four, she was still full of charm. Her pair of phoenix eyes made people look gentle and virtuous at first glance.

The civil servant group looked down on the empress dowager, but they only dared to force Zhao Xing but did not dare to provoke this woman at all. Therefore, these old ministers simply treated him with a simple greeting but did not seem very enthusiastic.

After she arrived here, she sat down aside with a smile on her face, silently.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, the ministers also acted as if the well water did not interfere with the river and continued to bomb Zhao Xing in turn.

The key point is two directions: King Fu's power and marriage with the Liao Kingdom. Even the candidates were selected. He was Yelu Fobaonu, the eldest son of Emperor Yelu Longxu of Liao Kingdom. He is likely to inherit the throne in the future and is said to be a group of people with both civil and military status.

As for the power of King Fu, they also put forward their own opinions. The first thing is to restart the Jiedu system. The king did not lead the troops and integrated the three hundred military towns of the Song Dynasty into fourteen prefectures, and ordered the Fourteen Jiedus to guard the four sides.

Judging from their attitude, if they don’t agree, they will never leave, which makes Zhao Xing sit there in a frustrated manner, in a dilemma.

At this moment, the Empress Dowager spoke: "The King Fu led the army as the ancestor's etiquette and law set by the Emperor. How can you say that you can withdraw? However, this marriage can be mentioned at once. However, the matter of the Empress Dowager still needs to be approved by the Empress Dowager, otherwise it will be a bit of anger for her. Who will you bear it?"

As soon as these words were said, the old ministers who were talking were speechless. The Empress Dowager is now in her eighties. No one knows how long it will take to go. If the old lady is really sent away because of this matter, these civil officials will be considered a big deal. Even if 300,000 scholars write blood books at the city gate, they may not be able to keep them.

I think I still have to ask for the meaning of the Empress Dowager, and who will do this? Of course, it is Zhao Xing. Even if Zhao Xing doesn't do it, how many years will the old lady have? Anyway, the empress dowager's words are sure to put this matter on the topic.

And although it sounds like she is protecting King Fu, saying that the ancestral etiquette and law cannot be said to come, the focus is on the four words "withdraw" and she changed the way to tell the civil officials, "You are too anxious, you have to take this matter slowly."

Which old ministers at the moment are not foxes who are so beautiful? Who is worse than anyone else? They immediately reacted and immediately realized that the leader of the foreign relatives group, the Empress Dowager, was wearing a pair of pants with them on this issue.

With such an ally, these old ministers surrendered one after another, which gave Zhao Xing a step forward, but Zhao Xing was not happy. He sat with his eyes straightened.

"The Emperor." The Empress Dowager called out softly: "You should be like an emperor. King Fu has really lived a little these days. Although he protected the majesty of this royal family, he did not put you, the emperor, in his eyes."

"Mother..." Zhao Xing sat there weakly: "Don't cut off the military power of the emperor, and don't let Jin Ling'er marry him... There will be a big deal, and there will be a big deal."

He kept muttering like a murmur. Although he didn't know what big thing would happen, he had a very bad premonition. If he really did these things, Da Song might really have come to an end. Although this feeling was unfounded, it was like a voice in his heart when he was walking on the edge of a cliff and said, "If you jump down, you will die." Although he had never died, he had no doubt at all.

"Son of the Emperor, it's time for you to be like an emperor!" The Empress Dowager said sternly: "How long do you want me to work hard?"

"My mother, the child knows that he is wrong..." Zhao Xing stood up and stood up with his hands down: "Let me think about it carefully."

"I'll go and talk to the Empress Dowager. Jin Ling'er is not young anymore. If it is as true as those ministers say, then the prince of Liao will be of equal status."

"Mother...don't..."

But Zhao Xing could not stop the empress dowager. Seeing her back far away, Zhao Xing, the emperor of the Song Dynasty, sat on a chair and could not recover for a long time.

"Official family, have some tea."

The old eunuch put a cup of hot tea in front of Zhao Xing: "You have not eaten or drunk for a day."

"It's over... it's really over." Zhao Xing rubbed his face hard: "The Song Dynasty is over..."

Eunuch Wang sighed secretly. He really felt sorry for Zhao Xing. People say that he is a foolish monarch, but only he knows how difficult it is for this 20-year-old emperor. He faces problems that others cannot face all day long, but no one can share his worries.

"Company, go outside the palace to buy a osmanthus tree." Zhao Xing sighed: "Be thicker, remember to split the crooked neck tree."

"Official family..."

"It will take at least thirty years." Zhao Xing continued, "Otherwise, it will be broken when you hang up."

"Officials think twice..."

"Go!" Zhao Xing suddenly roared: "It would be fine if I can't scream them, but now I can't even scream you?"

"I'll go now... I remember that Prince Fu has an osmanthus yard."

"Is it even considered the King of Fu to find a tree? I have faced the emperor's uncle for some reason. Don't cause trouble for him. Just search for one in Jinling City."

The old eunuch left, Zhao Xing collapsed on the chair, with a tired and helpless expression on his face.

At the same time, Song Beiyun was standing in front of a sand table, pointing at a city above with a thin bamboo and saying, "Xiangyang is surrounded by water on three sides, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack. This position must not be placed, but if one day the army is over, it can only resist for three months, because Xiangyang's city is small and there is insufficient supply. Then he will go all the way, Luzhou, Lin'an, and Jinling. It's not me that Jinling City is really not a lucky place and is not suitable for being the capital."

"Don't tease some messy things, who would have promised you to say such things?" King Fu walked up and kicked him in the butt: "I'll ask you, if I am now 120,000 infantry, pressing outside Xiangyang City, how would you deal with it?"

Song Beiyun could not fight? He stood there scratching his head. When King Fu saw him, he was so angry that he picked up a whip and twitched him three times: "You have to think about this?"

"Qiansui... I called you a dear father. Look how I look like I can fight." Song Beiyun begged for mercy repeatedly: "You came back from Jinling at noon and caught me in the evening. Why bother?"

"Hey..." King Fu pointed to his nose and cursed: "You little beast, still want to call me dad? If you don't see how many pounds you are, you can't even defend Xiangyang City. What's your virtue?"

He looked at King Fu in surprise, whose attitude suddenly changed. Song Beiyun lay on the sand table and looked at King Fu for a long time, suddenly looked up at King Fu and said, "Qiansui, is your superior going to cut off your military power?"

King Fu narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Beiyun carefully: "Little bastard, is this your business?"

"Destroy the Censorate, beat the Censor Central Chief, throw manure at the door of the Sangong's house, and block the Shangshu Province's door. These civil servants will not let you go." Song Beiyun laughed: "It's just really relieved. Your Highness, Your Highness is awesome!"

King Fu's face was gloomy: "Don't make fun of me. It's better if I don't want military power, but I can't have no soldiers. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Qiansui... don't let me go? What kind of thing is I, I can't carry it." Song Beiyun waved his hands repeatedly: "You asked me to take charge of a county town and investigate a case. I can barely eat it. You asked me to guard Xiangyang. Are you making trouble... Are the 600,000 soldiers and civilians trying to make me so hard?"

King Fu sat down slowly: "I have never told some things to the official family, but now I want to tell you."

"You talk."

"How much do you like Jinling'er?"

This question? Song Beiyun was confused, but even more confused than him was Jin Ling'er, who was squatting outside and eavesdropping with the princess. She looked at the princess in surprise and whispered: "Father is crazy... How can anyone answer this?"

"If you have something to do in Qiansui, just say it, don't ask... it's hard to answer. If I say I like it, it would be too careless, but if I say I don't like it, I'm sorry to myself." Song Beiyun sighed, "This is too difficult."

King Fu held his hands behind his back: "Can you protect her?"

"No...what did she do? You can't even protect me, how can I protect me?"

"My surname is Zhao, and Jin Ling'er is also Zhao." King Fu pressed one hand on Song Beiyun's head: "Your surname is Song."

"You... are you encouraging me to rebel?"

Of course, as soon as this sentence was spoken, a whip naturally whipped, making Song Beiyun scream. Jin Ling'er outside even seemed even more nervous than him. She asked the princess in a low voice: "Mother, what does he mean? Do you like it or not?"

"I like it." The princess smiled with her aunt on her face: "It's just a shame to say it. Can't you still see it? Your father is teaching him, how clever is your past?"

"Oh..." Jin Ling'er squatted at the base of the wall and covered her red face: "Shame..."

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Today's chapter, I will make up for everyone tomorrow. Because I really have no inspiration today, I will make up for it tomorrow.
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