Lin Jian is quite like an ancient sage. Even though he has been in the officialdom for more than 20 years, he still adheres to his bottom line of being a human being and never flatters Shangguan.

Of course, he will not flatter the emperor.

Therefore, at this time, he would rather give up his official position than stand up and fight against the emperor.

Even Cao Song, who is now the leader of the Political Affairs Hall, objected at this time, but he did not take his position as a courtesy to fight the emperor.

The emperor sitting on the throne had his face blue.

He stood up directly from the dragon throne and glared at Lin Jian.

"Lin Xiang, you are my teacher!"

The emperor’s words mean that, as my teacher, you not only do not support me at this time, but instead have to sing a counter-tune to me in front of so many officials!

Yuan Dagong, who was kneeling on the ground, had a low voice: "I am fortunate to accompany Your Majesty in the Eastern Palace for two years, but I am even a minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty. I must argue with such important matters of military and national affairs."

As he said that, he looked up at the emperor and said slowly: "Your Majesty will dismiss me from office and take my post today or send me to the Heavenly Prison of Dali Temple. What I should say should be said. I firmly oppose the soldiers of Tongguan coming out of the pass."

Yuan Dagong's tone was extremely firm: "Please ask your Majesty to plan for the great Zhou Dynasty!"

Cao Song, who was standing beside him, sighed, knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the emperor, "Your Majesty, please calm down. The old minister thinks what Lin Xiang said makes sense. This is a major matter related to the national system. I hope Your Majesty... be cautious."

"Okay OK."

Seeing that the two top prime ministers all opposed, Li Xun waved his hand irritably and groaned: "Today's discussion, let's come here, let's discuss the matter of sending troops later."

After saying that, he glanced at Lin Jian and Chao Guan beside Lin Jian, and took a deep breath: "As for Lin Xiang..."

"Let's take a break at home for a few days."

Speaking of this, the Emperor said indifferently: "If Lin Xiang feels that Chang'an is not safe, he can move out of Chang'an City like Lin Sanlang's family."

Hearing this sentence, Lin Yuanda frowned slightly, his expression a little dim.

Some time ago, when Henan Prefecture was just broken, people in the capital were panicked. At that time, even the emperor himself felt that Chang'an City was at risk of losing it. Therefore, many dignitaries and nobles in Chang'an chose to leave Chang'an City at that time.

It was also at that time that Zheng Tong took Lin Zhao's family to leave Chang'an and moved to Yuezhou for refuge. At the same time, Zheng Tong also took Lin Jian's youngest son Lin Zhan away.

The situation in Tongguan is very good at this time. Those who moved away from Chang'an City some time ago will naturally be regarded as cowards. Although Lin Jian's family only left Lin Zhan, Lin Zhao's family left early after all.

At this time, His Majesty the Emperor openly mentioned this matter. As Lin Zhao's uncle, Yuan Dagong naturally had no face.

He took a deep breath, got up from the ground, bowed to the emperor and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will never leave Chang'an. No matter what the situation in the court is, I will definitely live and die with the court."

After saying this, he bowed and left Tai Chi Palace.

Lin Jian left, Cao Song, who was beside him, sighed, bowed to the emperor, and left Tai Chi Palace.

After the two "oppositions" left, the others did not leave, but gathered together in groups of three to discuss matters about Tongguan.

Li Xun looked at the backs of Lin Jian and Cao Song, groaned, and stood up and left Tai Chi Palace.

The civil and military ministers knelt on the ground and saw each other off.

At this time, the Prime Minister Cao Song quickly caught up with Lin Jian. Seeing that the latter was a little lost, Cao Xiang sighed slightly and patted Lin Jian on the shoulder: "Yuanda, how many drinks can I find?"

Yuan Dagong looked up at Cao Song and nodded: "Thank you, Cao Cao, for speaking for me in front of His Majesty, otherwise it would be difficult for today to end."

If Lin Jian openly sang a rebellion with the emperor alone, even if he had a master-disciple relationship, he would be more or less criticized. Cao Song also stood up and said that the emperor would at most "suspended" Lin Jian for a few days like now, which would be harmless.

“It should.”

Cao Song pulled Lin Jian's sleeve, and after the two of them left the Zhuque Gate, they casually found a tavern on the side of the road, found a table to sit down.

After sitting down, Cao Song looked at Lin Jian and shook his head helplessly: "It is natural to sit in your position, it is better to say that you are good. After all, he is considered a very good minister, but if he is not good, there will definitely be something wrong with it. After all, so many people are staring at your position."

"After watching for a long time, I thought about climbing up. Of course, they wouldn't say anything in person, but they would definitely sing the opposite tune with us behind their backs."

Speaking of this, Cao Xiang narrowed his eyes and groaned: "There is no stupid person in the Golden Palace today. They will never be unable to see it. At this time, defending Tongguan is the best choice, but those people come to please the saints, and to take this opportunity to keep you and me, and turn a blind eye to the battle in Tongguan!"

Lin Jianshen felt the same way, picked up the wine glass and toasted Cao Song, and sighed: "The saint is still too young and can't bear the grievances at all. He is determined to take it back to Luoyang, but compared to the great Zhou Dynasty's national destiny, what is the point of suffering some grievances?"

The two prime ministers clashed with a glass of wine, and Lin Jian sighed again and said, "Now I am just being just a prefect, and I can't ask about the affairs in the court. Whether I can withstand the pressure from the saint is all up to you, Brother Cao."

Today, in the Golden Palace, the emperor personally asked Lin Jian to rest. The intention was self-evident, which was to temporarily suspend Lin Jian's position as prime minister.

Cao Song was a teenager than Lin Jian, and his hair was 600% whiter at this time. He sighed and smiled bitterly: "Lin Xiang is not in the court, and I am the only one left, so it will be even more alone."

"He can't stand it for too long."

Cao Xiang shook his head and sighed: "I'm afraid it won't take long before the court will order Sima Shuo to come out of seclusion to meet the enemy."

Having said that, the two prime ministers raised their glasses and clinked again, with a complicated expression.

They were all worried about the unknown prospects of the Great Zhou.

After the two of them drank for a while, Cao Song suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, how about Lin Xiang's nephew, now in Qingzhou?"

When Lin Zhao mentioned, Lin Jian was slightly excited. He lowered his head and drank a sip of wine, and said slowly: "He has made a lot of contributions in Qingzhou and has been appointed as the general manager of the Qingzhou marching in the court. A few days ago, he wrote a letter to me. According to what he said in the letter, the Qingzhou army under his command has now begun to capture Youzhou."

"amazing."

Cao Song sighed sincerely and said softly: "Among the younger generations, Lin Sanlang is the most powerful. When his Qingzhou army takes over Youzhou, he will cut off the rebels' retreat. If Tongguan is guarded for another year and a half, and when the north is freed, the rebels will have no place to run."

"pity……"

Yuan Dagong raised his wine glass, clinked a glass with Cao Song, and sighed deeply.

At this time, he missed Lin Zhao a little.

Although his nephew looks serious, he has many tricks. If he is in Chang'an City, there will definitely be a way to change the emperor's mind.

Thinking of this, Lin Jian looked towards Qingzhou to the east and drank another glass of wine.

He turned his head and looked at the prime minister opposite him, and breathed a strong smell of alcohol.

"I just hope it's Brother Cao and me..."

"Overestimate Fan Yangjun."

Cao Song only said one word, but he didn't continue.

Obviously, he did not think that the relatively young saint would change his mind and let Tongguan hold on.
Chapter completed!