Powerful Song Dynasty

Chapter 689 Wang Xiu’s Instigation of Jin 3
"They must have a plan when they are entangled. Maybe Hebei can be an introduction. According to Guantang, Pu Luhu has different ambitions and doesn't take the assassination seriously. He even killed people with a knife in public, and now he is uniting with Lu Lu Obsessive and lazy, I am afraid that what they want is not to make a good alliance between the North and the South, but to wait for an opportunity to seize power."

Wang Xiu didn't seem to want to say any more. If he talked too much, he would expose many things that shouldn't be exposed. He concluded: "The captives will be in chaos, but there will never be chaos. The court should have a good time to develop. , must not miss the opportunity, but also help them to be a little messy and buy more time."

Qin Hui nodded, and said: "The captives are returned to Hebei, in order to let us be grateful for being ministers, and to weaken the power of the imperial court."

The corner of Wang Xiu's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but praise Qin Hui for being a talent. He only stood up to speak when it was almost clear, and he couldn't help but admire him.

Zhao Chen couldn't take it anymore, and stared at him and said, "To be a minister, I am the Son of Heaven, I would rather not have this Hebei, than bow to the captives and become a minister."

"Your Majesty, Sheng Cong, how can the great dynasty bow to the captives? If they don't return Hebei and Dongdong, I ask for an order to go north and recover their homeland. How can the barbarians humiliate the court?" Li Gang is very good at seizing the opportunity and proclaiming himself a minister. The bottom line of Song scholars, any scholar with a bit of blood will not agree.

Wang Xiu had a toothache when he heard it, and he was quite disdainful of Li Gang's bold words and ambitions. Coincidentally, Li Gang also glanced at Wang Xiu, his eyes met, but both of them avoided, but Li Gang still felt Wang Xiu's disdain for his words .

"Once the captive wants to become a minister of the court, what will Mr. Wang do?" He looked at Wang Xiu vigilantly and asked directly.

"Yes, the prince's scheme is good, but how should the court respond to the captive's conspiracy?" Zhao Chen was a little dissatisfied with Wang Xiu, but after all, the other party had done something to rebuild the royal family, so he couldn't ignore the superficial matters.

Wang Xiu was not interested. The priority now was stable development, not fighting for the sake of face. Even if the Jurchens provoked her, she couldn't rush into a decisive battle. He could allow small troubles.

He focuses on the overall situation in everything, and would rather sacrifice local interests for this. Whether it is conquering Fang La or waiting for an opportunity, he can be extremely patient.

Back then, he could have taken more radical measures to make the Zhao family father and son trust him more, so as to achieve the goal of saving the empire.

However, after saving the empire, it was still rotten like an intestinal carbuncle. He was unwilling to give some medicine to temporarily relieve the pain, but to hold back the temporary pain and use a knife to completely cut off the lesion.

In the end, he chose to abandon the Zhao family. It is true that the people of Song Dynasty suffered great losses, and the number of dead was more than a million, but he did not think that he was at fault.Without temporary sacrifices, where will the final glory come from?There is no free lunch in the world. Can a revolution without labor pain be called a revolution?

The result was unsatisfactory, but it could make the empire gradually get rid of the slump and rejuvenate according to his design.

Since he dared to design Jurchen to set up a conspiracy for the Song Dynasty, he didn't care about face. In other words, he had enough ways to deal with it. Zhao Chen's performance disappointed him. He thought that the emperor who cared about gains and losses for a while was destined not to go too far.

He looked at Li Gang calmly, wondering why he was still stubborn and unyielding after so many years, and he didn't know how to adapt it. Although the Northern Expedition is the responsibility of the scholars, it must not become a burden. He said calmly: "With the current strength of the imperial court, it is only on par with the captives. , Besides, there are wars every year in the Northwest, and the South China Sea has not yet achieved results. Do you have a hundred thousand horsemen? Do you have sufficient financial resources? It seems a bit premature to talk about the Northern Expedition now."

Li Gang suddenly felt that he had no words to refute. What Wang Xiu said made sense. The Northern Expedition was not accomplished by a passion alone, but a competition between national strengths.Without the support of a strong national power, everything is like a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water. A few months of war will empty the treasury, and the national power of the Great Song Dynasty is not enough to support a long-term war.

The imperial court's finances have increased year by year, and the local area has gradually become rich, but it has not yet reached the point where it can support a decisive battle.

"Your Majesty, have you read the History of the Three Kingdoms by Chen Shou of Wei?" Wang Xiu didn't entangle with Li Gang, but asked Zhao Chen instead.

Zhao Chen didn't understand Wang Xiu's intention, so he just nodded.

"Sun Quan, the Lord of Wu, inherited the foundation of Jiangdong, and there were internal and external troubles. Only after Chibi did he have a three-point momentum. This is the Ming Lord who preserves success. Your Majesty should read more."

Xu Han was not happy when he heard it, and said displeasedly: "Your Majesty is charged with the task of restoring rivers and mountains, how can he be compared with the king who guards the land."

"How can we forge ahead if we can't defend ourselves?" Wang Xiu rolled her eyes, showing no mercy

Xu Han was robbed by Wang Xiu, his face was embarrassing, and he stopped talking.At that time, he advocated offensive operations and forced the steady and steady old commander to send troops from the division. As a result, the elite Western Army had to rush forward lightly, and eventually failed.

That battle had long been cited as a lesson, and it was used in the battles of the Military Academy of the Ministry of War and the Ma Bushui University of Guards, which made him the greatest shame in his life.

"Bending without bowing your head, bending your knees without dropping your hands, you must not be like a man." Wang Xiu looked around at the officials in the hall and said in a deep voice.

"The captives designed the imperial court, but they didn't know that they were already sitting on fire. There was Yanshan Mountain in the east of Hebei. Aguda's eighth son, Jurchen Lang's uncle, was originally used to check and balance Puluhu, but he didn't want to join forces with Puluhu, which shows that this person is insidious and cunning, and he is not someone who is willing to grow old in the pond."

"How can the two of them succeed in being lazy externally, controlling the government internally, and cooperating with the assassination. The princes did not see that Wushu went all the way eastward, and violated the taboo of a military strategist. However, the main force of the captives did not lose, but he took the opportunity to annex them. You can conclude that the captives are at a time when water and fire are incompatible, and if the envoys add fire, it must be very spectacular."

"Even if it's a Yangmou, it's a Yangmou led by us, so what's the harm in eating it?" Amidst the astonished, puzzled, and puzzled eyes of everyone, Wang Xiu said calmly: "The imperial court's goal is not the captives, but Hexi."

"Oh." Li Gang's eyes lit up, and he looked at Wang Xiu playfully, his attitude was no longer slow, but full of hope.

In winter, the cold winds in Shangjing raged, and the sun set early. This small northern city had a strict hierarchy. To be precise, it should be the strict curfew system of the Jurchen people.

When the sun just set, there were few pedestrians on the narrow street, and the rare shops on both sides of the street closed early. The strange howling of the people roared past, adding a bit of bleakness to this unbearable capital.

Tarlan on the horse shivered coldly, subconsciously tightened his fox fur collar with his hands, and muttered about the horrible weather.

(End of this chapter)