Starting from Li Yuanfang Chapter 811: The people are the foundation of a country, and if the foundation is strong, the country will enjoy peace. What about the opposite?
Chapter 811: The people are the foundation of a country, and if the foundation is strong, the country will enjoy peace. What about the opposite?
"Imperial decree? How dare he ask for it? I will never give it to him!!"
In the Funing Hall, Zhao Ji jumped up and his face turned red.
Even for an ordinary wealthy family, the front yard of their home has been occupied by the enemy. In order to resolve the crisis, a convicted prisoner is invited from the prison to intercede and finally publicized in a big way. This is unacceptable, let alone
The most honorable royal family.
As for the promise he made so readily, there is no doubt that Zhao Ji just wants to regret it.
As long as "Zuoming" retreats, the imperial army moves in, and the new palace city is strengthened and built, the thieves will not be able to take advantage of the loopholes.
As for Gao Qiu, the crime of colluding with the rebels was also firmly proven, so he was executed in the city to serve as a warning to others!
But now this businessman, who has always had little political wisdom, actually made the most critical request.
Once the imperial edict is requested and read out in public, Gao Qiu must be released afterwards, otherwise even the imperial edict will be nonsense and the dignity of the emperor will be lost.
Zhao Ji was so angry that his hands trembled: "These rebellious ministers and traitors are cooperating inside and outside to intimidate me. They can never succeed! I will leave the palace now. Let's go back to Bianliang. The people there are looking forward to my return day and night!"
He Zhizhong, who was under the command of Hou Zhi, was startled when he heard this. In normal times, he would have whitewashed the peace, but at this time, he really cannot make the same mistake again and again: "Since the invasion of the Northern Barbarians, Hebei and Henan have suffered heavy military disasters, and the imperial court has moved the capital.
Moving south, a large number of wealthy households have fled to avoid disaster. The people of Bianliang are in poverty and the common people are ignorant. It may be difficult to understand His Majesty's difficulties..."
Zhao Ji said angrily: "After I go back, Bianliang will become the capital of the Song Dynasty again. Otherwise, it will only decline. Don't they understand such a simple truth? And Liang Duzhi saw everything along the way and everything is clear to me.
Could it be wrong?"
In the end, he thought he understood the Jiangnan Prime Minister's position: "Don't worry, Mr. He, even if you go to Bianliang, Jinling will still be my new capital of the Song Dynasty, and this will never change!"
He Zhizhong sighed secretly and could only speak more directly: "Your Majesty, do you still remember the memorial written by Cai Daizhi?"
Zhao Ji's face suddenly became even more ugly.
Shortly after the Song-Liao Covenant was promulgated, a memorial was sent to Jinling from Daming Mansion, which denounced the imperial court for negotiating peace, scolded the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty bloody, and even pointed the finger at the officials, saying "Your Majesty
"If you drain the people's blood without showing mercy, forget the country's great vengeance without avenging it, bear shame with dirt, future generations in the world will say that your majesty is like a master."
This memorial was so scolding that it aroused the anger of the entire imperial court, but was greatly praised by the scholars. Such an exaggerated explanation of the pros and cons and inspiring words proves that Cai Jing is still an upright and loyal minister!
Zhao Ji was trembling with anger: "Cai Jing! Cai Jing! He thinks that by guarding Daming Mansion, he can talk nonsense and defy the power of heaven. I will punish him when I return to Bianliang!"
He Zhizhong saw that he still didn't understand, so he could only explain it more clearly: "Your Majesty, Cai Jing dared to make such nonsense, it must be related to the local public opinion. If the scholars and the people are not very angry about the peace talks, with this person's character, he will never
It is impossible to publish such a memorial!"
Only then did Zhao Ji suddenly react, but he didn't want to believe it, and immediately yelled at the servant: "Go! Call Liang Shicheng over! Let him and Xianggong He describe the people's sentiments in the north!"
The chamberlain hurried out and then returned tremblingly: "Your Majesty, the chamberlain has searched all over the province and cannot find Liang Douzhi..."
Zhao Ji's eyes widened in disbelief: "He...he ran away?"
He Zhizhong secretly sighed that this rootless eunuch was really clever. Unfortunately, as the new prime minister, he could never escape. He could only bow down and bow: "Your Majesty, the people are the foundation of the country. The foundation is solid and the country is peaceful. Now the army and the people are fierce.
We cannot suppress him. Only by pardoning Gao Qiu and beheading Wang Fu can the world be at peace!"
Zhao Ji's face turned pale: "We must pardon Gao Qiu? Is there no other way?"
He Zhizhong lamented: "Compared with thieves stealing great righteousness, occupying palaces, and inciting public sentiment, the two evils are the lesser. Please make your decision!"
Zhao Ji slowly sat down, his eyes were red, and he actually shed tears: "The emperor has submitted to the jester, which has never happened in ancient times. How will the history books record me?"
He Zhizhong advised: "Your Majesty rewarded Gao Qiu for his contribution to the restoration of Yanyun. He is not a jester, and your Majesty definitely did not succumb to his ministers. He was just deceived by the treacherous King Fu..."
"Gao Qiu... Gao Qiu... why is this Cuju boy... cough, cough, cough!"
Zhao Ji cried even more sadly when he heard this, and even coughed violently while crying.
There is no doubt that what he cannot accept the most is Gao Qiu's identity.
It would have been fine if he had been replaced by someone else, or even as a "commander", but for Zhao Ji, a dignified person like Gao Qiu, to bow his head to Gao Qiu, a boy who had been with him since he was a prince, he felt that his dignity had been completely lost and he was completely broken.
Beware.
These two things were stagnant in his chest, and now he was burning inside and out. He was coughing and coughing, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Zhao Ji let out a scream and suddenly fell backwards.
"Your Majesty!! Go and call the imperial physician!!"
He Zhizhong screamed in horror.
There was chaos in the palace. After an unknown period of time, Zhao Ji finally settled down under the care of the imperial doctor. He Zhizhong was in a daze and staggered out of the palace. He looked at the bright sky and tears fell from his muddy eyes: "It's time again.
Is the day coming?"
Every moment now is a huge damage to the court's prestige, and it should be decided quickly. However, the official fell ill at this time, which is simply adding insult to injury!
This was indeed the case. When the second day began, the Forbidden Army launched another offensive and was easily defeated by the heroes who took turns to rest.
"Thirteen soldiers returned to Yumen, they will not be ashamed of the Han Dynasty, justice is more important than life, that's all!"
People on the city tower laughed loudly and preached the story of the Thirteen Iron-blooded soldiers returning to Yumen over and over again. Compared with the tension of yesterday, the heroes now were full of pride, and it was like a small reunion of the heroes of the Zhao and Song Dynasty palaces.
At the foot of the city, Guan Sheng and Hu Yanzhuo couldn't bear it any longer. They took Yang Zhi with them and came to He Zhizhong: "My lord, we can't go on like this anymore. Please use the siege equipment!"
After hearing what the three generals said, He Zhizhong finally found a way to vent his anger, and shouted: "Do you know how big a responsibility this is? Can you bear the responsibility? After using siege equipment, we will definitely be able to capture the city."
Tower?"
After being shouted at, the three of them could only kneel down half-kneeling, clasping their fists to plead guilty: "The general has not thought carefully, and I still hope that my husband will calm down!"
He Zhizhong pointed at them, as if he hated iron but could not make steel: "You are all the queens of the generals. You have earned a living in the country. You have been deeply favored by the emperor for generations. Now is the time to repay the favor. No matter what, you must drive out the thieves today."
Imperial City, can it be done?"
Before Yang Zhi could react for a moment, Guan Sheng and Hu Yanzhuo's expressions had changed, but they clasped their fists heavily: "The last general takes orders!"
When He Zhizhong walked away, the three of them stood up slowly. Yang Zhi also realized what the prime minister meant, and took a deep breath: "Let's go! Even if we give up this life, we can't dishonor the reputation of our ancestors!"
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Guan Sheng and Hu Yanzhuo looked at each other and saw the determination and deep worry in each other's eyes.
They are definitely not people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, but they are afraid that even if they lose one life, nothing will change, and they will be scorned after death, and still insult the reputation of their ancestors, then they will be responsible for the death...
But now He Zhizhong issued a death order and just asked the soldiers to work hard. As a lowly military general, could he still disobey the order of a prime minister?
"Hey, these idiots are still giving random orders!"
On top of the city tower, Ding Run looked disdainful and came to Li Yan and said: "Senior, those Song Army soldiers were often forced, and I am afraid they will launch a desperate offensive next!"
Li Yan's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he had already seen everything, from the densely packed people in the distance to the soldiers waiting in close formation, and finally fell on the three leaders of Guan Sheng. He said calmly: "Control military force with civility and look forward and backward. These generals
Once it fails, the morale of the Forbidden Army will collapse and they will completely lose the courage to attack head-on. I will take action myself!"
Ding Run laughed and said, "That's really killing a chicken with a sledgehammer!"
This is actually necessary.
Guan Sheng, Hu Yanzhuo and Yang Zhi's martial arts are all top-notch in the world. When the three generals charged forward with the momentum of success if they don't succeed, and showed off what they had learned from their family traditions, they were unstoppable.
Until a figure in a broad robe appeared in front of him like a god descending.
"'Serving Ming', Yang Zhi is here, why not..."
Yang Zhi was ecstatic, waving the family heirloom sword that was as sharp as clay, and was about to win the first prize, and then a dreamy and blurred sword light fell on his head.
Under the shocked gazes of Guan Sheng and Hu Yanzhuo who arrived later, Yang Zhi was as dumbfounded as he didn't even know how to block. He just watched the blade fall, knocked it to the ground, fainted, and was knocked to the left and right.
It was tied up easily.
"Using this incarnation and using sword techniques such as 'Eternal Dream' and 'Ask the Commons', the effect of mental coercion will be a little stronger."
Li Yan was very satisfied with the power of his sword moves that he had further improved based on the characteristics of his incarnation. He turned his eyes and looked at Guan Sheng and Hu Yanzhuo.
When the two generals worked side by side, they were unable to pass through his five swords, and were defeated one after another. Not only did the imperial guards who rushed up with them turned pale and fled, but the people who could see clearly actually burst into enthusiastic cheers.
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"It's over!"
The most difficult thing to accept is undoubtedly He Zhizhong. The Prime Minister's face changed drastically, and the last hope of a strong attack in his heart was completely shattered. Now he can only hope that the man in the palace will wake up quickly and issue an order quickly.
result.
On the third day, there was no movement in the palace.
On the fourth day, the imperial edict was still not issued.
When the imperial city was occupied for five days, He Zhizhong knelt down outside Funing Palace for several hours. A seemingly important imperial edict finally appeared in his hands, and he stumbled back to the city gate, shouting sternly.
Drink: "Come here, arrest the treacherous and sycophantic Wang Fu who is slandering Gao Tiju with unfounded crimes!"
Wang Fu was in the censor's team and was drowsy.
When encountering such a thing, the ministers did not dare to be absent to show their loyalty, but they spent most of their time here and were exhausted.
When I was half asleep and half awake, I was dreaming that I was being appreciated, that I had all the power in the government, and that I was being fawned over by all the officials, when I felt a crash, and the officials around me suddenly moved away, and then two guards like wolves and tigers pounced on me.
Come over, press his shoulders, and push him forward.
"I...you..."
As soon as Wang Fu woke up, his mouth was blocked, his knees hurt, and he knelt down on the ground. The people not far away angrily wanted to rush over. After being stopped by the officers and soldiers, they immediately turned around and went to get the things they had smashed.
"Unjustly accused... Wuwuwu... This is the intention... Wuwuwu..."
When rocks like raindrops flew towards here, there was no one around Wang Fu. At first, he struggled to spit out the rags in his mouth, but was soon beaten to a bloody head, like a maggot.
He curled up on the ground and finally stopped moving.
After confirming that this person was basically beaten to death, He Zhizhong took a deep breath and declared again: "The Imperial City Secretary promoted Gao Qiu, generous and restrained, and also loyal. In the battle of Yanyun, he could not move like a mountain, but the soldiers were smelly.
, He has made great contributions to the country, this great talent is a pillar, but I am heartbroken to be slandered by traitors and sycophants..."
I didn't stop reading the nonsense that followed, because a figure in prison uniform walked slowly from a distance. The crowd suddenly cheered loudly: "Gao Qingtian!!" "Gao Qingtian!!" "Gao Qingtian"
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This unstoppable wave directly suppressed the voice of the imperial edict, causing He Zhizhong to tremble all over, the officials to change their colors in horror, and the state of Zhao and Song Dynasty to truly begin to collapse.
The people are the foundation of the country, and the foundation is the foundation of the country, but what about the opposite?