Lord Moyu was forced to open

The next day, the court.

Zhao Jun finally met the prime minister, who was dressed exactly like the male nobles in medieval Europe in his previous life.

It is worth mentioning that, for some unknown reason, the Europeans here are not as tall as the people in the Song Dynasty. They are generally around 1.6 meters tall, while the average height of the Song people in the same period is around 1.7 meters.

As the lives of the people of Song State became better and better, their average height was even rising.

Nowadays, the younger generation of fifteen or sixteen-year-olds are already 1.7 meters tall. It is estimated that by the time they reach adulthood, the average height of the Song Dynasty will reach 1.8 meters.

So when the Prime Minister of Great Britain stood in the court, it felt a bit funny, like a dwarf breaking into the crowd.

Under the gaze of everyone, the Prime Minister of Great Britain obviously realized this. While he was sighing about why the people of Song were so tall, he quickly spoke to divert everyone's attention from his height.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor of Song, Qiujier sends his greetings to you on behalf of our Queen Elizabeth Victoria of Great Britain!"

Zhao Jun nodded slightly, and then said: "Please also send my regards to your queen on my behalf."

“Thank you for your regards!”

After the two sides exchanged greetings, Zhao Jun didn't waste any words and went straight to the point and asked, "Prime Minister Qiu Jier, I want to know why you submitted an application to see me this time?
I remember that not long ago, your European fleet invaded our Song Dynasty.

We should still be at war, right?

While the two countries are still at war, you, the Prime Minister, are asking to see me, the head of the enemy country. What is your intention?"

As soon as Zhao Jun opened his mouth, he pointed out that the two countries were still in a state of war, in order to put pressure on Qiu Jier.

Tell him, I can fight back at any time, and I have a legitimate reason! You better watch your back!
Qiu Jier could understand the meaning of these words, and hurriedly said:

"Your Majesty, Emperor Song, this is exactly why I came here.

The war between our two sides is a complete misunderstanding. Now we should stop this misunderstanding and let the civilians on both sides return to their peaceful lives. War will only bring them harm, right? "

Zhao Jun sneered in his heart, now you know that war will bring harm, why didn’t you think so when you first coveted the Song Dynasty?
Oh, you bring this up when you are defeated, but what if you win?
Wouldn’t they say that we came for the freedom of the people of Song and to free them from the control of the corrupt Song court?

In short, whether you are a human or a ghost depends entirely on your mouth.

I bother!

I despise this statement to the extreme.

Zhao Jun remained calm and expressionless as he said, "Oh, misunderstanding, but wasn't it you who started the war?
Aren’t the sunken ships of yours that sank outside our Dongying County and in the East China Sea the ships that you sent to invade us?”

Qiu Jier immediately explained: "Your Majesty, the reason why the European fleet came to Song Dynasty before was because we believed the rumors. They said that the court in the East was corrupt and oppressed the civilians here endlessly. We came here to rescue the civilians."

"Oh? I oppress the people?"

Zhao Jun looked at all the officials and asked, "My dear ministers, people say that I oppress the people. What do you think? Is it true?"

All the civil and military officials in the court were immediately furious. It would have been fine if you had said that, but you actually said that your own Majesty was oppressing the people?

Since Your Majesty ascended the throne, so many policies have been designed to make life better for the people!
Nowadays, every citizen of the Song Dynasty has a farmland to cultivate, and every household has surplus grain. Last year, many people in the capital area had to expand their granaries to store the overflowing grain. Even the clothes people wear are new clothes made of cheap but durable new fabrics. How dare you say that your Majesty oppresses the people! ?

How bold!
"That's complete nonsense!"

Minister of Revenue Cui Wen was the most excited. The old man with white hair stood up angrily and pointed at Qiu Jier and cursed:
“You say we oppress the people, where did you see that?
Do you see the people being oppressed?!
Today, the people of our Song Dynasty have food to eat and clothes to wear. Your Majesty is also promoting compulsory education, striving to make more people literate. If this is considered oppression, then tell me, what is not considered oppression! ? How do the people of Great Britain live a life without oppression? Tell me! Tell me!!!"

At this moment, not only Cui Wen, but other officials also stood up and pointed at Qiu Jier's nose and questioned:

"You say it! Red-haired barbarian! You say it!"

"The little fat guy is short, but he's good at bragging. We oppress the people? Then what kind of life do your people have to live in order to not be oppressed? Quick! Tell me!"

At this moment, Qiu Jier was so sad that he could not even cry when facing the questioning of civil and military officials in the Song court.

He didn't expect that just a random excuse would cause him to be besieged by court officials.

But he didn't know that no matter what excuse he made, he shouldn't use the people as an excuse.

It is generally acknowledged that Zhao Jun has been kind to the people since he ascended the throne.

Not only the people in the court, but the people recognize it even more!
You say he oppresses the people, and he will turn against you in a minute!
Besides, he was also in the wrong. Wasn't he aware of the life his fellow civilians were living?
Although Great Britain is rich, it does not mean that their civilians are rich.

The only ones who have money are the plutocrats, factory owners and aristocrats.

As for the silver at the bottom, a seven or eight-year-old child who goes into the chimney to clean it would only have enough to eat half a bag a day.

While the common people were still doing hard labor for half a loaf of bread, these capitalists, in order to prevent milk from being too cheap, poured the excess milk directly into the Taiwu River and were unwilling to give it to the common people.

Except for the middle and upper class people who were well-dressed, the lower class people were covered in patches.

After the father wears the clothes, the eldest son wears them, who then wears them. After the eldest son wears them, the second son wears them, who then wears them. After the second son wears them, the youngest son wears them, and then he alters them to make them smaller and gives them to his younger sister.

How could he have the nerve to talk about such a situation?

Qiu Jier immediately looked for help towards Zhao Jun, who was sitting on the dragon throne with one hand resting on the armrest, his head tilted to one side with his hand, and was watching him being besieged with great interest.

Zhao Jun ignored his pleading look. Qiu Jier could only listen to their questioning silently without saying a word. Occasionally, he would wipe the saliva sprayed on his face. He looked extremely miserable.

In the end, Zhao Jun couldn't stand it anymore and coughed lightly.

In an instant, all the officials returned to their positions and looked straight ahead, as if they were not the ones who had just besieged Qiujir.

Finally freed, Qiu Jier breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Zhao Jun, who was sitting on the dragon chair, also sat up straight and apologized with a smile:

"I'm sorry, Prime Minister Qiu Ji'er, our officials from the Song Dynasty are a little too excited. It's really because this hot weather is too easy to make people angry, so they are so irritable. Please forgive me."

heat?

Qiu Jier wondered if the weather in autumn could still be very hot?
If you did it on purpose, just say you did it on purpose. Don’t you feel guilty for trying to fool me like this?
Even though he was about to curse in his heart, he could only swallow his anger on the surface.

He forced a smile and replied, "I understand... I understand..."

Zhao Jun then showed a bright smile.

As long as you understand, it's OK. Even if you don't understand, you can't do anything to me. I'm just so willful!
...(End of chapter)