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Chapter 517

Liu is sixty-six years old this year, with white beard and hair. He was stationed in Jiangbei last year and blocked Wan Yanliang's partial attack. Due to his meritorious service, he was promoted to deputy envoy to the Privy Council and is waiting to retire.

But he has a bold personality, deep and decisive, and has the demeanor of a Confucian general. When Emperor Wan Yanliang of the Jin Dynasty led his army south to invade the Song Dynasty last year, he ordered that anyone who dared to mention Liu's name would not be forgiven. During his anti-jin career, he took the initiative except when the situation was unfavorable.

Except for retreating, most of them were defeated, so they were "shunned by the Yin and Yang family and the masters from generation to generation".

In fact, everyone in the civil and military circles of the Manchu Dynasty knew that among the generals at all levels in the Song Dynasty, Liu was considered the most proficient in military strategy.

If Zhang Jun and Chen Kangbo were trying to flatter the emperor, and Yu Yunwen had a history with Feng Zhou and admired him unconditionally, then Liu's compliment proved that Feng Zhou really understood military strategy.

Could it be that Feng Zhou was still a strategist?

I saw this old lieutenant with white hair and beard coming out of the queue, cupping his hands and saying: "Your Majesty, after listening to Feng Zhenren's strategic speech, I couldn't help but feel enlightened. I just felt like the sun had cleared from the clouds. If the battle is carried out according to this strategy, I think within a year,

The world can be settled, and the Jin people should flee to the north."

"So awesome!" Emperor Zhao was surprised and delighted.

He wanted Feng Zhou to be the commander-in-chief of the Northern Expedition. In fact, he wanted to use his magical power to embolden the Song army and suppress the internal discord within the Song army.

As long as the Song army is twisted into a tightrope, the Northern Expedition will have the possibility of victory.

At the beginning, Emperor Zhao also thought of Zhang Jun, but considering his defeat in Fuping, the mutiny in Huaibei, and the fact that there were currently better candidates, Zhao chose Fengzhou.

I just didn't expect that Feng Zhou's eloquent talk would be highly praised by the art of war masters.

It seems that I have found a treasure.

"Okay, okay!" Zhao Daxi said: "Even the old general said so. It seems that Zhenren Feng really has extraordinary talents. When Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty built a high platform to worship Han Xin as the general, I will worship Zhenren Feng as the commander in Daqing Hall.

.Feng Zhou obeys the order!”

Feng Zhou cupped his hands calmly: "I am here."

"I grant you the title of Ping Zhangjun for state affairs, a false ax for the festival, and a sword for Shang Fang. I order you to be the commander-in-chief of all military affairs at home and abroad, control the Song army in the Jianghuai River, and lead the army in the Northern Expedition to regain the lost territory."

"Hiss!" Everyone couldn't help but gasped.

They thought that His Majesty trusted this person, but they did not expect that his trust would be so deep.

This is clearly entrusting him with full power over the Northern Expedition, leaving him to live and die on the front lines!

But he is just a little Taoist priest. Can he manage those arrogant and powerful generals? Can he lead everyone to persevere in the attack?

This person is dedicated to practicing Taoism. Can he be able to undertake military and state affairs without receiving the teachings of a saint?

Is the emperor being too childish?

"Your Majesty is wise!" Feng Zhou bowed his head again and said: "Your Majesty has a sharp eye, and he has promoted this poor Taoist from the grass and entrusted him with important responsibilities. He will never live up to his trust and will surely regain the Central Plains and return it to the old capital.

Kill all internal and external enemies and bring peace to the Song Dynasty!"

As Feng Zhou spoke, he straightened up and turned around to look around the entire Daqing Hall.

He was always at the forefront, but when he looked around, his eyes were like lightning, and he looked at everyone's body like nails in the cold, making people tremble all over.

No matter whether it was the warring faction or the peace-promoting ministers, when they saw his eyes, they couldn't help but feel cold in their hearts, and no one dared to say any words full of accusations.

Everyone has already remembered that the person in front of them is really powerful. Not to mention the various legends circulating in Lin'an City, the quarrying battle and the great feat of capturing the gold master Wan Yanliang alive are enough to make the ministers present hesitate.

Undecided.

What's more, he is the biggest suspect in the murder of the late emperor.

He is not Di Qing who was impeached by everyone, nor Yue Fei who was rubbed at will by Qin Hui, he is Feng Zhou who even the emperor dared to kill.

Anyone who dares to accuse him or impeach him at this time may not even know how he will die.

His eyes are so bright that there are not many people in the world who dare to look at him, but there are absolutely no people in this Daqing Palace.

Thinking of this, everyone was silent and did not dare to say a word.

Seeing the reactions of the ministers, Zhao showed a smile in his eyes and snorted coldly in his heart.

He knew that these ministers were afraid of power but not virtue. Most of them were bureaucrats who only wanted to get promoted and make a fortune, and few of them truly served the country and the people.

Usually when he proposes a motion, a minister will jump out before he even says a few words and say a few words about the saint, which makes people unhappy!

Well now, if a Taoist priest who is not a scholar comes to Pingzhang to conduct state affairs, why don’t you all dare to say anything?

It turns out they are just a group of guys who bully others and fear others.

Zhao felt a strong sense of disdain in his heart.

Thinking of this, he reached into his arms and held the book.

It was given to him by Feng Zhou, telling him that as long as he practiced according to the content recorded in the book, he would achieve results within a year or two. He did not dare to say that he would live a hundred years, but he would be strong and capable of punching tigers.

He still has the ability to kick evil dragons.

At that time, I will seize life and death, and deal with you civil servants ruthlessly!!

Thinking of this, Zhao glanced at Feng Zhou again and thought to himself: "You have to continue acting next!"

Of course Feng Zhou understood Zhao's eyes, smiled slightly, took out a memorial from his arms, and said: "Your Majesty, I am grateful for Zhuge Wuhou's example of serving as a military commander. I would like to write a memorial here for your Majesty to preview!"

Zhao Dao: "I have been yearning for Zhenren Feng's literary talent for a long time. If you come, please present it."

Immediately, a eunuch came down the steps, took the memorial, and called Zhao to hand it over.

In fact, Zhao asked Shi Hao to write this appeal in advance and give it to Feng Zhou. He would take it out at the critical moment and read it in the court to enhance the military's prestige and morale.

Zhao took it and glanced at it casually, his eyes suddenly glazed over.

This appeal is different from what Shi Qing wrote!

But it is more straightforward and powerful.

Zhao couldn't help but slap the armrest and exclaimed: "What a literary talent!"

When the officials saw Zhao looking like this, they couldn't help but express their feelings: "The article you have colluded with is still so stylish!"

But Zhao Dao said: "Yu Aiqing, please read this Northern Expedition message and read it to all the Aiqings!"

"I obey the decree!" Yu Yunwen took the message, glanced at it roughly, and almost jumped up.

He quickly straightened his face, collected his thoughts, and read loudly: "Since ancient times, when emperors came to rule the world, they always lived in China to control the barbarians, and the barbarians lived outside to serve China. It is unheard of to rule the world with barbarians living in China... However,

All great men and women with lofty ideals lament that their hats and shoes are turned upside down... An ancient saying goes: The barbarians have no luck for a hundred years. Now that I have tested it, I believe it to be true... When a saint is born, he will drive out the barbarians, restore China, establish principles and disciplines, and provide relief.

The people...the people are a little more peaceful, have enough food, and the soldiers are a little better. They can control the strings and arrows. I look at our people in the Central Plains. They have been without a master for a long time, and I feel deeply guilty...I drive the barbarians from the north and save the people from ruin.

To restore the dignity of the Song Dynasty... Therefore, I would like to inform you."

When Yu Yunwen stood up and finished reading this majestic message, all the civil and military officials opened their mouths. Even Zhang Jun, Chen Kangbo and others took a breath of cold air. Everyone was silent for a long time, feeling in their hearts

He only had one thought: "It seems that this piece of propaganda for the Northern Expedition was clearly written by Feng Zhou. He, a Taoist priest, has such a majestic literary talent. I am afraid that no literati in the world can compare with it. He is clearly a top scholar."

!”

Some people also thought: "This man has great literary talent. Even if he is in charge of military affairs, he is also a Confucian general! He is clearly a scholar!"

Zhao Ye couldn't restrain his excitement and stood up and said: "What a good article, what a slogan! Feng Qing, with your message, the gentry and people in the Central Plains will definitely eat pots of pulp to welcome the wasted teacher. This article is worth one hundred thousand yuan."

Army! I really did not misjudge the person!"

Feng Zhou smiled slightly: "Your Majesty, the success of the Northern Expedition depends on whether the soldiers fight bravely."

"Okay, okay!" Zhao Dao said: "My dear, just use your troops to move forward. I will be at the center for you to ensure that you have enough food, clothing and weapons! By the way, I will see you off on the day of your expedition!"

All the civil and military officials in the dynasty were speechless as they watched the two men get along well with each other. Some people began to ponder their thoughts and expressed the intention of seeking refuge, but more people turned their eyes around, not knowing what they were thinking deep down in their hearts.


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