Northern Song Dynasty Revitalization Strategy

Chapter 751
"This is today's letter, official, do you still want to read it?" Zhao Ying carefully placed a stack of letters on Zhao Huan's case.

"Look." Zhao Huan opened the letter and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't read a single word.

Distraught, Zhao Huan put down the note in his hand and said, "Let Zhengchen come over."

Wang Ting lived in the palace, the place where the relatives and relatives were stationed, and now it is the camp of the Jiesheng Army.

He received a summons from the official, and walked down from the Chongde Gate in a huff. It seemed that it was approaching the beginning of winter, and the weather was getting colder. Wang Ting also put on a cloak early on. He himself knows best.

"Officials, Chongdemen released nine divine power cannons, one hundred and eight caltrop cannons, and two ten thousand-jin gates in the gate openings. There were more than 450 saber carts in the gate of the city. The decisive battle the day before yesterday The cars have already entered the palace, there are about [-] of them, the Dazai gave me a seal from the Dazai, and the arsenal is also from the Jiesheng Army." Wang Jinha walked into the palace in a breath, and his body became much warmer in an instant .

"Zhao Ying brought Zhengchen a stove over here." Zhao Huan was heartbroken when he saw Wang Zhi's appearance. This is a man as fierce as a tiger, a soldier who doesn't frown when the sky falls, but is afraid of the cold because of his injuries.

"Thank you, official." Wang Ting said respectfully.

Zhao Ying is indeed very confused in some matters, but when it comes to taking care of others, she has never lost the face of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. The mansion where Wang Zhi lived was the heated kang that Wanyanzong did when the mansion of King Yan was changed. , Zhao Ying ordered a new one according to the sample.

Wang Ting huddled by the stove, smiled and said to the officials: "Whatever the officials want to do, our Jiesheng army has 3 people in the city, and our people are all inside and outside the palace. It's the same ration, impregnable."

"I don't want to do anything, I just feel panicked." Zhao Huan said with a sigh.

Wang Ting stretched out his hands and roasted on the stove. Hearing what the official said, the smile on his face became brighter and he said: "I know why the official is blocked."

"Oh?" Zhao Huan glanced at Zhao Ying and asked, "Do you know what I'm thinking about?"

"I don't know. The official family is the emperor of our Great Song Dynasty and the heaven of our Great Song Dynasty. If you want to do something, isn't that just following God's will? I don't know what the official family is blocking." Zhao Ying replied very honestly .

"Let's talk about it, Zhengchen." Zhao Huan smiled and called Wang Tin's word, which is a kind of holy family member of the emperor, but Wang Tin is a rough man who doesn't understand this kind of rules.

"Isn't the government concerned about Fuyu Mansion, Huanglong Mansion, and Huining Mansion?" Wang Bin shook his head, pointed to the map of the world standing next to the official house, and continued: "The official family's own Since ascension to the throne, border wars have been frequent, but most of the magistrates, prefects, and county magistrates in the four hundred prefectures and three thousand counties in the Song Dynasty are old people."

"The officials are worried that the war will resume next year. They will do something about the food and grass. This year, they have already moved once, and they have caught up with the floods and epidemics in the south of the Yangtze River. They are old people. It is not easy to deal with them next year. .”

Zhao Huan nodded, looked at Zhao Ying and said, "Look at Ren Zhengchen, he knows my thoughts better than people around you."

Zhao Ying scratched her head in embarrassment, and said, "I'm not good at things in the outer court."

"Then Zhengchen, tell me what to do?" Zhao Huan looked at Wang Jin and asked with a wry smile.

Wang Tin's body shrank back, and he said: "Actually, the officials, the best way to deal with this mess is that Wang Jiayan already told me when I came here."

"Wanyan Zong?" Zhao Huan asked with a frown.

"Yes. He talked with me when he came to the state, and he came back after I knew everything." Wang Ting nodded.

Zhao Huan patted his head hard, leaned on the throne and did not speak for a long time.Wanyan Zongqian is a smart man, it is not surprising that he can clearly distinguish the situation in the court in Laizhou.

He got angry today and even used the imperial edict, and directly removed a person who wrote a letter to make a statement, and exiled him directly!
This is not in line with his usual worries, the prison,
Imperial Prison is a poisonous stream to the Great Song Dynasty, even with Li Gang as a fig leaf, it is still a down-to-earth Imperial Prison.

The reason why he was so angry was entirely because of Wang Tian.

When Zhao Huan asked Wang Zhi to return to the capital, he saved the most powerful fist and used physics to convince the person who was hiding behind Zhao Mingcheng and Zheng Wangzhi.

"There are a total of 340 letters from prefects and prefects in various places, all of which are impeachment." Zhao Huan asked Zhao Ying to drag out a frame of letters.

Wang Ting raised his head and glanced at the basket, and naturally knew that it was a letter to impeach him.

He said nonchalantly: "I know what they wrote, isn't it just the upside-down thing about our Taizu, who has written it for more than 100 years, and they don't mind it."

"Wang Jiayan said that those magistrates might write in the letter that I, Wang Zhengchen, fired a cannon and blew up the Wende Palace. I wonder if there is?"

"Yes." Zhao Huan took a deep breath and nodded.

"Put mother's shit!" Wang Jin spat viciously, and Sun Li prepared a spittoon for some reason, and caught the spit.

"What did Wanyan Zongqian tell you?" Zhao Huan looked at Wang Ting suspiciously and asked.

Wang Ting grinned and said: "He said, when I enter Beijing, I will start to deploy defenses on the gates of the cities. Everything must be done safely, otherwise I will not be able to do it in the future. When it is done, the courtiers will impeach me." When Zhazi gets up, let me keep silent, and when things get serious, I will be arrested without a fight."

"The officials let Dali Temple take people. I'm ready." Wang Ting said very frankly.

Zhao Huan stared at Wang Ting closely, and with his hands under the case, he tightly held the "Record of Talents" that he left to himself.

Looking at the official's gritted teeth, Wang Ting said, "Official, this is what I need. Right now, in the Song Dynasty, there are ever-victorious generals Yue Fei and Han Shizhong who are invincible in all battles. I can't rely on me for fighting."

"Now Da Song also has a new Jiedu envoy. Yue Fei is very powerful. When I have nothing to do in Laizhou, I thought about him fighting. He is really powerful."

"With my injuries, I'm a waste. It's absolutely impossible to go to the battlefield to fight. If I can use this body, I will have a year of peace in the Song Dynasty. It's not a loss!"

"This year, the plague is plagued by water and plague, but the Kingdom of Jin has its last breath left. If you don't give up your efforts, you will definitely give up halfway. There is nothing to worry about, it's worth it."

Zhao Huan saw the tears in Wang Ting's eyes, which were only soaked when Wang Ting said that he was a waste.

He is a general who has fought all his life and admits that he is a waste. One can imagine how he has lived during this time.

Wang Ting could see that the officials were still in a dilemma: "The officials are the emperor, and they have to consider the country and society of the Great Song Dynasty."

"The Kingdom of Jin has his last breath left, and he will be killed with a hammer next year. Those riding horses in the north are like weeds on the prairie, one stubble after another, but if the force is reversed, our Da Song It’s going to be harder to kill it.”

"Don't feel bad for the officials. When I was in Taiyuan City, I died once. I am not a person who is afraid of death. Besides, according to the rules of our Great Song Dynasty, I will not end up with a head on the ground. At most It's exile."

"My life is worthless, and officials don't need to be rare."

In fact, it is not so easy. It is indeed the same as what Wang Zhi said. The rule of the Song Dynasty is to be exiled, but most of them are forced to commit suicide after being exiled.

(End of this chapter)