Come to Song Dynasty with the system

That night, I don't know how many people turned their sides and couldn't sleep.

This night, the candles in the studies of countless mansions were lit until dawn.

This night, I don't know how many people didn't even sleep, they were just thinking about the current situation and looking for a way to break the situation.

When it was still daylight, the front of the palace became lively. Countless cars and sedan chairs were parked here, and there were masters one after another inside.

The existence of these hundreds of people can represent the entire Great Song Dynasty and the people of Shangzhaoli.

It's just, do they really represent it?

The bell rang, and the officials entered the palace. In terms of rank, those who were closest to the inside were the lords, and outside were the third-rank officials, followed by the fourth, fifth, and sixth ranks.

As soon as the time came, Zhao Zhen, dressed in fiery red imperial robes, appeared on the Golden Luan Hall with Zhang Maoze, and there was the sound of respectful greetings from Qi Qi and all officials.

Long live the emperor, long live, long live, after the fall, the discussion officially began.

Compared with usual, there were a lot less cumbersome opening remarks, Zhao Zhen looked directly at the officials below who couldn't see the end and asked, "It's been a night, I think all the lovers have their own ideas, who will talk about it first. "

At this time, Zhao Zhen was not in a good mood.

Last night, although he lay on the dragon bed very early, he couldn't fall asleep.When it was almost dawn, I only squinted for a while, and now my head is still a little dizzy.

Now the Western Xia and Mongolian armies are pressing down on the border.

No!It should not be said that the border is suppressed, but that they have all entered the country.

The hateful thing is that the dignified Song Dynasty has not yet come up with a charter. Do they really have to wait until these alien races are killed outside Bianliang City before they think of what they should do?

At this moment, Zhao Zhen was very disappointed with some courtiers.

It is not their ideas that are disappointing, but their actions.

"Your Majesty, I have discussed it with you, and I think the most important thing to do now is to order the Western Army to prepare for a strong attack on Xixia." The first one to stand up was the Privy Councilor Wang Deyong.

Regardless of whether he was willing to be the first to stand up, when something like this happened, he, as a privy envoy, would always stand in front, otherwise, he would have done his best as an official.

"Strike Xixia? Surround Wei and save Zhao?"

Zhao Zhen heard what he meant, and felt that there seemed to be some truth, and then asked, "How to solve the stupid thing?"

"Your Majesty, you should immediately send envoys to contact them in the Northland to see what their demands are. If it's not too much, you can agree first and stabilize the situation first." The one who stood up this time was Wen Yanbo.

The representative of the Compromisers went into battle in person.

The matter was urgent, and it was obviously too late to manipulate other people to write a letter at this time, so each of the big bosses stood on the platform in person.

"Is this going to be a tribute to Man Meng?" Zhao Zhen heard the meaning, and his face was a little ugly.

"It's not paying tribute, but negotiating peace. If we find what they want, we may have to pay some price in the early stage, but if the two sides can communicate with each other, we will earn back sooner or later." Wen Yanbo explained aloud with.

That's right, Wen Yanbo started his old routine again, that is, to compromise first and then assimilate.

In the end, let the enemy indulge in the prosperity of the Song Dynasty, wear away their wildness, and eventually become like those high-level officials in the Liao Kingdom, living a luxurious life, and finally degenerate.

The two big bosses represent the opinions of the two camps. Once they stand up and express their views, the other courtiers are silent.

Perhaps, many people have other ideas in their hearts, but they are lowly and low-ranking. Even if they stand up, they can't decide anything. Instead, they will become the target of others' attacks, and the loss outweighs the gain.

Su Shi, who was sitting in the ninth row of wheelchairs, watched the scene silently.

This is the first time he has appeared in the court meeting.

Just what did he see?

The Fear of War faction appeared, and the Compromise faction also appeared, but there was not a single main combat faction. The dignified Song Dynasty has fallen so low?

Is this the fate and result of emphasizing literature and suppressing martial arts?

Could it be that there are so many people, not even a bloody person?

Bao Heizi, Fu Bi and others wanted to stand up, but they couldn't get any help from others.Not to mention anything else, if they say they want to fight, can they guarantee victory?

If they lost the battle because they wanted to fight, they couldn't bear the responsibility at all.

Also, if you want to fight a big battle, you must at least get the support of the third envoy, otherwise where will the money come from?Where does food come from?

Where did the ordnance, warhorse and armor come from?

You can't just pick up a stick and go to war. If that's the case, it's not going to fight, but to die.

Sitting on the wheelchair, Su Shi watched silently, not only feeling a little sad in his heart.It turns out that this is what people call the rich Song Dynasty and the weak Song Dynasty.

"Why can't we fight? Our Great Song Dynasty has no shortage of good sons who defend our country!"

Just when Zhao Zhen was still considering the feasibility of the matter, and other courtiers were still waiting for the officials to make a decision, behind Su Shi, who even felt that he was outside the door, suddenly a shout came out.

"Who is making noise in the back?" Another voice suddenly appeared above the court hall, which attracted the attention of many courtiers, and everyone kept looking back asking questions.At the same time, it was accompanied by Zhang Maoze's reprimand.

"Biography." On the other hand, Zhao Zhen, after hearing that he had a different opinion, was delighted and said with hope.

"The person who has spoken will come forward." Zhang Maoze immediately bowed and agreed, and then shouted again in a high-pitched voice.

In the last row of the courtiers, a general with silver helmet and silver armor strode forward, and walked straight to the front of the Golden Luan Hall step by step.

When passing by Su Shi's side, Su Shi looked at him. He looked in his early thirties, but he was very energetic. He seemed to have a murderous aura on him. Obviously, he should have killed someone, but this bloody aura was not. It is very strong, presumably even if it went to the battlefield, it has not killed too many people.

Su Shi didn't know this person, but it didn't prevent other colleagues around him from knowing him. Soon the words Yang Wenguang fell into Su Shi's ears.

Yang Wenguang, courtesy name Zhongrong, was born in Taiyuan, Bingzhou (now Taiyuan, Shanxi). He is the grandson of Taiwei Yang Ye and the son of Yang Yanzhao, the deputy governor of Gaoyangguan.

This person's reputation is not obvious now, everyone only knows that he is the queen of Zhongliang, but in later generations, his name is widely spread, and the general of the Yang family is almost known to everyone.

At this time, Yang Wenguang was only in his early thirties, and he only had the status of a Dianzhi. To put it bluntly, he was the gatekeeper waiting outside the main hall, and he belonged to the rank nine military general.

Just now, it was he who was guarding the door with a few preparatory schoolmen (the real gatekeepers, who belong to the loyal ministers, but have not yet made any contribution) and heard the discussion in the court hall. Hearing that the ministers were either afraid of war or wanted to compromise and negotiate peace, they yelled out on an impulse.

Under the emphasis on literature and restraint on martial arts, the status of warriors was originally low. Even those generals who had repeatedly made military exploits could at most enter the Privy Council, and any deputy envoy was an indomitable existence.

Just like Di Qing, because of his great military exploits, he served as a privy envoy, but because of the emperor's suspicion, he died of depression in the end.There were even rumors that he was scared to death.

It can be seen that the status of generals is low.But now when everyone saw that only a Dianzhi of the ninth rank stood up, many courtiers immediately showed contemptuous expressions on their faces.

It's just a mindless martial artist, what else can he do besides fighting and killing?

I really don't know why the officials called such a person into the hall today, it's really ashamed to be with them.

It is true that Zhao Zhen had the idea of ​​going to the doctor in a hurry. After hearing that voice, he asked someone to take a look, but when he saw that it was Yang Wenguang, he couldn't help showing a look of disappointment on his face.

He knew this person. After the loyal minister, his family died and injured several generations for the Song Dynasty.

Zhao Zhen respects such people from the bottom of his heart, and he will take care of them as much as possible if conditions permit.

But that's all, if you really count on these brainless warriors to help him achieve his great cause, then forget it.These people who only know how to fight and kill, just don't do bad things at critical times.

"Forget it, you go down."

Recognizing Yang Wenguang's identity, Zhao Zhen didn't even think about talking to him, and let him go down with a wave of his hand.

Today, Da Qi was called, which expanded the number of officials in the Dachaohui, but the minimum official rank above the sixth rank could only appear.Now that a ninth-rank military general came, wouldn't it lower the level of the Dachaohui and make people laugh.

Yang Wenguang was originally full of excitement, and wanted to stand up and express his attitude on behalf of these generals, that is, they are not afraid of war, as long as the Song Dynasty needs them, they are willing to throw their heads, shed their blood, and are willing to fight against any invading enemy. They are willing to kill, even if necessary, they are willing to give their lives.

But now, since he didn't say anything, the officials asked him to step back, and he felt upset for a while, "Your Majesty..."

"Back off." Zhang Maoze rolled his eyes, as if he was angry, as if he was warning, as if he was also telling Yang Wenguang that such a major event is not something that you, a Ninth Grade Palace, can intervene at will.

Seeing Zhang Zhongguan's gaze, a sigh came from Yang Wenguang's mouth, and he was about to turn around and leave.

In the court, there is still no voice for these military generals, and they are just pawns in the hands of the civil servants, at the mercy of others.

Yang Wenguang was a little disappointed, so he was about to turn around and go back, but when he turned around, he saw a young man in a purple robe and a wheelchair behind him.

"My lord." Seeing the purple robe on his body, Yang Wenguang saluted quickly and prepared to make way.

"You wait first." Su Shi in the wheelchair said.

"Ok?"

As soon as Su Shi said this, he immediately attracted the attention of many ministers.

Su Shi came in a wheelchair, and the Chuigong Hall was very flat, and everyone's eyes were on Yang Wenguang, so no one paid attention to him.

"s: Thanks to Shijiu for taking advantage of his time, giving Da Song a large reward and sending monthly tickets. For this purpose, three more chapters are added. This is Chapter 1."