The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

There was no expression on Cai Jing's face, he wiped his eyelids and remained silent, while Wang Fu and the others were slightly excited.

Zeng Bu snorted coldly, and wanted to stand up, but felt that his butt was heavier than a mountain.

How about claiming to be clean?The sun is fierce, everything is visible, and the hall is full of ministers, a few of them are not just slaves of power for selfishness and selfishness.

Many ministers with lower ranks were moved to tears. They also wanted to stand out, but their official positions and status were not enough to bear the responsibility.

Yang Lin flicked his sleeves and walked out of the hall with his hands behind his back. Many officials stood up spontaneously and watched him out of the hall.

In the imperial city of the Song Dynasty, the Dutang where the prime minister works is very close to the forbidden center where the emperor lives, and he arrived at the Imperial Garden in a short while.

Gong'e eunuch came in without knowing it, and laughed and brought him to the imperial garden, where Zhao Ji's grandson was still painting.

Looking at the pale Yang Lin, Zhao Ji also jumped. Just as he was about to speak, Yang Lin cupped his fists and knelt down on one knee.

"Your Majesty, the minister is guilty, and the Western Army has been defeated."

Simple and clear, without the slightest embellishment or prevarication, the ruthless reality hit the head of the romantic emperor.

The paintbrush in Zhao Ji's hand fell to the ground, and he froze on the spot, muttering: "How could this be?"

Yang Lin said loudly: "This attack on Xia was planned by the minister alone, and has nothing to do with others. The guilty minister did not plan well enough, but he was defeated, and he is willing to be punished. I hope that your majesty and all ministers will work together, sincerely unite, and mobilize the whole country. Save the rotten war situation in the northwest and preserve the land of the Central Plains.

The guilty minister is willing to act like a dog and horse, and go to Khitan as an envoy to seek mediation from the Liao people.The Song and Liao alliances have lasted for decades, and the Liao people don't want to see the Great Song destroy Xia, nor do they want to see Xixia grow bigger.Our elite soldiers in the Great Song Dynasty suffered heavy losses, and there is no need to make greater sacrifices. It is the best way to invite the Liao people to help.

May Your Majesty forgive the death penalty and give the minister a Yue, so that the guilty minister will try his best for the Song Dynasty again, even though he will die without regret. "

Chapter 182 The Reversal Comes So Quickly

In a panic, Zhao Ji summoned all the ministers to discuss state affairs in the Daqing Hall.

As for Yang Lin, he has been taken to Zhaodefang and cannot move around at will.

The concubines, maidservants and servants at home all surrounded him, looking as if they were in imminent disaster.

Yang Lin didn't say a word, and was still thinking about how to minimize the loss. If he really quit the stage, who should he tell the Jurchens further north of Khitan?

The sisters of the Su family came from a small family. Seeing Da Lang, who was so powerful in ordinary times, trembled when others looked at him, but Yin Qianqian stepped forward, took Yang Lin's hand and said, "Da Lang, things are very serious." Is it serious?"

Yang Lin shook her head, signaling her not to speak, and continued to meditate.

As for the Daqing Hall, Zhao Ji sat on the dragon chair, looking at the chaotic group of officials, feeling very angry in his heart.

At this time, they were all criticizing Yang Lin, angrily wishing to tear up this traitor who was a disaster for the country.

It wasn't that he resorted to militarism and instigated His Majesty to attack Xia, where did this situation come from.It seems that he, Yang Lin, provoked the war against Xia that attracted the attention of the whole country, and all the blame lies with him, and has nothing to do with us.

The louder the scolding, the cleaner the picking, but how does this help the situation?

Occasionally, there were a few who wanted to countermeasure, but they were also drowned in the sound of the crusade, and Zhao Ji's fingers trembled angrily.

But he didn't know anything about state affairs at all, and he didn't know where to start when he wanted to talk.

At this time, the second news came...

The Xia army captured Xingqing Mansion, and the Xixia Kingdom was about to be destroyed, and the soldiers and horses from all directions in the northwest were frantically rushing to support.

Yinzhou, Shizhou, Xiazhou, Youzhou, and the Song army in countless fortresses all rushed to Xingqing Mansion, angrily wanting to be shamed for generations.

The entire court was silent, and the guards who sent the order didn't know why the emperor and ministers were all stunned in place without any reaction to the great news.

The guard thought he was not clear, so he shouted again.

Zhao Ji stood up, his face returned to ruddy, he glanced at the officials in the hall in disappointment, and left in a huff.

Sorrow and joy are two heavens, but the ministers in the hall are not happy at all.

Why didn't they stand up just now? They, who were full of remorse, hated Yang Lin even more.

If I had stood up and held onto my body just now, wouldn't it be my own that deserved more credit than the sky?

The emperor left his officials and left, giving the ministers a shame, but when he returned to the harem, he wept with joy.

There is nothing like the comfort of suddenly telling you that you are done when you are in despair. This feeling of falling to the ground and rising into the sky stimulated Zhao Ji to lose control.

Immediately, he thought of Yang Lin who knelt down to plead guilty, and compared it with those ministers...

The country needs responsible ministers, especially a king like himself. Zhao Ji is very self-aware. He is not a responsible emperor. His thoughts are all on rice paper with mountains, rivers and beauties. It is his dream to swim in the ocean of art. Need a brachial minister.

Now it seems that Yang Lin is the only one who can do it. Even better, this Yang Lin still has all kinds of tricks to satisfy his interests, and he can also earn endless money for himself to squander. Isn't this perfect? Courtier.

But just now I yelled and cursed and locked him in the house, I really wronged Yang Aiqing.

"Come here, take the pen and ink, I want to write an imperial decree."

The servants were very surprised. It had been a long time since the officials wrote the imperial decree in person. They always ordered Liang Shicheng and Eunuch Liang to write according to their own wishes.

After the dismissal of officials with complicated expressions, the news of the victory in the Battle of Xia spread like wildfire.

Bianliang is boiling.

The spring in Bianliang is naturally earlier than that in Xixia, which is still ice and snow.

Before the end of winter has completely disappeared, the people of Bianliang seem to have woken up from hibernation. Braving the still biting cold wind, there are already so many ladies and gentlemen with chariots and horses who have already gone outing on the Bian River outside the city. Decorate with decorations, offer incense in Buddhist temples and Taoist temples, and hold wine and banquets between pavilions and corridors.

The news spread so quickly, a celebration that was not weaker than the Shangyuan Festival started spontaneously.

Countless people spread it by word of mouth, and then rushed to the streets, set off firecrackers, hung colorful banners, set up colorful sheds, and had a feast of singing and dancing.

In Zeng Bu's mansion, a group of officials surrounded him, but they seemed to be mourning.

Before Hengshan sent troops, Zeng Bu ordered his subordinates to frequently write letters, strongly opposing Tong Guanfaxia.

These self-proclaimed Qingliu people can't see Cai Jing flattering the eunuch's superior position, and Tong Guan's promotion of Song Xia's successive wars.

In their eyes, they wished that the military attache would never fight, or never win a battle.

The Great Song Dynasty remained like this, still magnificent, still singing and dancing to promote peace, and still being their paradise.

In their view, the expansion of the territory is the chief culprit for the rise of warriors. The Great Song Dynasty does not need the bitter cold places in the northwest. The current Great Song Dynasty is the best Great Song Dynasty.

This kind of thinking is very bad, but the helpless thing is that many people at this time think and do it like this.

Because they are so comfortable!

There has never been a dynasty where ministers can be so comfortable, the country is so rich, it supports tens of thousands of idle officials, fine wine, beauties, beautiful scenery, delicious food, and a few poems, why should there be other pursuits in life?

Now the old eunuch is about to destroy Xixia by accident, what should I do?What's more terrible is that the difference between the two battle reports is less than half a day, pushing the treacherous Yang Lin in their eyes to the highest point of honor.