When Lu Qian heard these four words, his heart tightened and he opened his mouth and said, "Bring it here."
He is the Prime Minister, and if he wants to see it, nature will give it to him first.
Lu Qian quickly opened it and read the entire battle report carefully from beginning to end.
The first time was joy, this battle was won, the border was pushed to Liangchuan, the barbarians were driven deep into the grassland, and the northwest border had peace for at least 20 to 30 years.
Such achievements are worthy of Emperor Taizu.
The second time, he frowned. The battle report briefly wrote about how to arrange the troops, but it focused on describing the process of Yang Shu secretly training the elite soldiers with the double chain method, summoning the iron-clad guards to cooperate with them, and breaking through the left and right wings of the Hu soldiers. And
He said without hesitation that this was the key to victory in this battle and should take the first place.
By the third time, Mr. Lu’s heart sank.
This battle report was written by Zong Xu and written by Guo Xu. In other words, both of them agreed with the result.
Lu Qian would never believe that those rumors had not spread to the northwest.
Zong Xu led his troops outside, so he always paid attention to the direction of the wind in the capital.
In the previous battle reports, Yang Shu was mentioned in one sentence, which shows that the two of them knew the emperor's taboos.
Even though they knew that the emperor was displeased and had heard the rumors, they still boasted about Yang Shu's military exploits. What does this mean?
They want to protect him!
Lu Qian took a deep breath.
Is this the result that Fu Jin wants him to wait for?
"Old Prime Minister, is the result bad?" an official asked cautiously.
Lu Qian raised his head, saw the eyes coming towards him, and handed over the battle report: "You can read it for yourselves."
The battle report was sent directly to the political hall, and there was no room for manipulation.
In other words, even if the emperor doesn't like it, Yang Shu's contribution is unquestionable.
Sure enough, when the others saw the contents of the battle report clearly, they celebrated wildly.
Some officials even laughed and jumped on their chairs and danced.
This is an unprecedented achievement in the forty-eight years since the founding of the People's Republic of China!
Just a year ago, the battle report of Zongxu's troops sent to the grassland was sent to the political hall, where a fierce debate started.
After forty-eight years of stability, many people are afraid of war.
With the Hu tribe in the north and the Chu state in the south, how could they accomplish the great cause of unification that even Taizu was unable to accomplish?
But there are also some people who strongly support sending troops. If the Hu tribe is not involved in the chaos and such a good opportunity is not taken, unification will really be a dream.
Finally, the 70-year-old Prime Minister Lu Qian expressed his position that the Hu people were brazenly attacking and sending troops was inevitable. The Northwest Army was trapped in the isolated city and still successfully defeated the enemy with an outnumbered enemy. It was difficult to shake the morale of the army.
As a result, the war faction overwhelmed the peace faction, and even the emperor's wishes were rejected by them.
If Zong Xu can't produce results, the main war faction like them will be disgraced even if they are spared the post-Qiu settlement.
Well now, Zong Xu not only achieved results, but also achieved a great victory in the entire war!
The northwest has been pacified! The boundary line has been pushed to Liangchuan! This is a long-lasting achievement of opening up territory and expanding territory!
After the initial excitement passed, officials began to discuss what reward should be given to Zong Xu.
The Zong family has made great achievements in military affairs for generations, and Zong Xu has long been the Duke of the country. This title does not bring much reward - you can't really make him a king, can you? A king with a different surname can only be awarded after death, otherwise no matter how great the military achievements are,
There is no such option.
Then reward him with other things, such as giving his children a job, giving him a female concubine, or changing him to a more prestigious title, and by the way, he can also get married.
The discussion here was in full swing, but someone on the other side looked at the battle report with confusion, interrupting the discussion of his colleagues: "Wait a minute, have you read the battle report carefully? Zong Xu didn't mention himself at all, and the first contribution he mentioned was something else.
People!"
Um?
The prime ministers all went over, put their heads together, and read the battle report from beginning to end again, and then discovered the content behind the victory report.
Yang Shu!
Zong Xu said that the first achievement should be attributed to Yang Shu, a descendant of the Yang family of the Boling Hou Mansion and the pastor of Gaotang!
The political hall fell into an eerie silence.
After a long while, someone finally said: "Zong Xu, are you kidding me? Reporting military exploits to a shepherd supervisor? Or is it the first meritorious service?"
Some people replied weakly: "He is the commander of the army, and it is his duty to report military exploits to anyone. Besides, the war is urgent, and it makes sense for the pastoral supervisor to be temporarily recruited to the battlefield..."
Zong Xu himself recognized this, and even Guo Xu agreed, so what else could they say?
If this battle is successful, Zong Xu's reputation will reach its peak. Even the emperor will not be able to refute his face at this time.
What's more, such a great victory must be reported to all the government offices. Zong Xu was determined, and they could only admit it.
It’s just that everyone present is the emperor’s close ministers, who doesn’t care about the emperor’s thoughts?
They couldn't help but murmur, is Zong Xu crazy? He goes against the emperor's will, no matter how great his achievements are, he will be liquidated sooner or later.
That's all, Zong Xu wants to die on his own, let him do it.
So this battle report was sent to the imperial court that day.
In front of all the ministers, the emperor was naturally happy.
The happy emperor ordered a banquet on the spot to celebrate such a great victory.
The news soon spread to the market, and the whole city of Yunjing was rejoicing. Rich families distributed wedding money wantonly, and small traders all gave discounts.
People were discussing the details of this war as if they had seen it with their own eyes.
Young Master Yang, who had left the capital in despair, returned to their sight in such an attitude that he was completely reborn.
Compared to General Zong, who has always been famous, a profligate nobleman who was expelled from the capital and returned with military exploits two years later is much more talked about.
As a result, people in teahouses and restaurants who had not forgotten this past began to talk about the former Third Young Master Yang, saying how ridiculous and romantic he was, how he was wild and debauched, and how destitute he was when he was exiled from Beijing.
Even the prostitutes who had had romantic affairs with Young Master Yang had their status increased due to the constant flow of customers.
Inevitably, that rumor was brought up again...
After the banquet was over, the emperor returned to Mingguang Hall.
As soon as a few candles on the candlestick were lit, the palace guests were dismissed by the emperor.
A chamberlain holding a fly whisk hurriedly entered the hall and bowed respectfully: "My servant Liu Shuangxi, I have met Your Majesty."
The emperor was sitting on the dragon chair, lost in thought. Hearing the sound, he moved his eyes and asked hoarsely: "How is it?"
Eunuch Liu lowered his head and replied: "There is no news from Night Bat."
After a breath of silence, the emperor suddenly became furious. He raised his sleeves and swept away all the memorials, pens and inkstones on the imperial case and threw them clean.
Eunuch Liu hurriedly knelt down and said, "This servant is incompetent. Your Majesty, please calm down."
The emperor sneered: "My Imperial City Division can't even complete such a task, what are they still doing? Do they still have the nerve to be night bats?"
Eunuch Liu lowered his head and said nothing.
He knew that no matter how much he argued at this time, it would be useless.
The emperor became even more agitated.
Opening up new territories and expanding territory was originally a lasting achievement, and his reputation in the history books must have greatly increased because of this incident.
But among such happy things, there was something disgusting.
Like a lump in the throat, like a awn on the back.
I can't spit it out or pull it out.
The emperor took a deep breath and asked: "With such military exploits, it seems that I can only be granted a title of marquis, right?"
At the banquet, he heard those ministers discussing the title.
Eunuch Liu knelt even lower: "I don't understand this."
"Hehe, hehe!" The emperor kicked the imperial desk and walked back with a livid face.
But he had only taken a few steps when Wan Dabao's voice came from outside: "Your Majesty, Prime Minister Lu wants to see you." (To be continued)