At this time, the Privy Councilor Zhang Jun, who had been silent all this time, also sighed: "You all sigh, how could I be in trouble in the Privy Council? I don't know how I would respond if Yue Pengju wrote a letter to question him from the front line.

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Liu Dazhong responded with a flick of his sleeves: "Yue Fei can go to the secret journal and ask the officials! Why should we worry?!"

"How can you be so self-righteous about military and state affairs?" Liu Dazhong, the Minister of Civil Affairs, had just finished speaking. His subordinate, Lv Zhi, the Minister of Civil Affairs, sneered at him. "Have you only lived in peace for a few years? Do you think the military is nothing? Yue Peng raised his troops to the imperial camp.

Most of the former troops were refugees from Hebei Province, and Li Qiong and the Eight-Character Army under his command around Tokyo were also refugees from Hebei Province. If a mutiny broke out, who would be responsible?! The officials entrusted this matter to everyone in the Secret Pavilion.

Do you sigh and complain every day like this?"

As soon as these words were said, Liu Dazhong and others naturally became angry, and Zhao Ding also felt depressed, because this kind of behavior without a solution to the problem, only confrontation and ridicule, is what the current leaders who pursue stability hate the most.

behavior.

"This matter must not be ignored." But he hated it. In desperation, Zhao Ding still spoke sternly before Liu Dazhong lost his temper. "And we must respond quickly... Hu Shangshu, what do you say?"

Hu Shijiang, the Secretary of the Ministry of War, stepped forward in a deep voice under Lu Zhi's complicated eyes, and said sternly: "My ministers, colleagues, and the lower officials thought that they could send a large number of people to Li Qiong's tribe to appease him. I bluntly said that the imperial court has not abandoned Lianghe.

I mean... As for Yue Fei, it's better to take an advantage and temporarily isolate the news and not tell him about the peace talks... If the officials want to talk to him, they will naturally tell him, let's not get involved here. "

"That's it!" Zhao Ding made a serious decision. "Who will go to Li Qiong's army?"

Hu Shijiang handed over his hand and said: "It is the unshirkable responsibility of a lower official."

Zhao Ding nodded and was about to agree, but at this moment, suddenly, there was a noise outside the secret pavilion, as if someone suddenly gathered and shouted. Like everyone else, the then Prime Minister of the capital was also shocked.

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Lin Qi, the Minister of Household Affairs, was just pretending to be sleeping. Uncle Zhao and Uncle Zhao were closest to the window. They instinctively poked their heads to take a look, but unexpectedly, two floors away, a boot hit them head-on, causing Uncle Zhao's nose to bleed immediately.

Then, it bounced onto Lin Shang's book again. In pain, the two of them squatted down and covered their faces.

At this moment, all the important officials on the third floor of the Secret Pavilion naturally lost their countenance.

At this time, the noise became louder and louder, and many words could not be concealed across two floors. People upstairs knew what was happening below before they could help the two people.

Soon, the on-duty officer Zhiya hurried upstairs and clearly informed what happened below. A group of middle and low-level officials from the provinces, the Privy Council, the Sixth Ministry, the Nine Temples, and the Fifth Supervisor seemed to have made an agreement. Suddenly, they took advantage of the secret pavilion meeting.

Suddenly, tens of people came out, demanding to meet with the important ministers in the Secret Pavilion, and then ask some questions face to face!

Everyone felt bad after hearing this, and couldn't help but panic for a while. However, the matter was not over yet. Soon someone on duty came to report in a panic, saying that there were more than a hundred Taipei students at Xuande Building on donkey carts coming from the Royal Road, and they wanted to make it public.

Submit a letter.

At this moment, everyone in the secret pavilion was in an uproar... By the way, no matter how young they were, they had also experienced the Jingkang period. How could they not know that this was a re-enactment of the Jingkang scene?!

At that time, the Jin people were conquering cities and territories, fighting and quarreling between the DPRK and China, and the ministers were arguing endlessly, forming a state of division. Scholars and imperial students also publicly submitted letters one after another. This kind of political chaos directly led to Yuan Sheng's reign for more than a year.

Twenty-six prime ministers were replaced, and the remaining six ministers, nine ministers, and five eunuchs were countless.

"Is it the official family?" Hearing the noise getting louder and louder downstairs, Censor Zhongcheng Li Guang supported Lin Qi, the Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue, who was still covering his face, but he couldn't help but said in frustration. "Retreat to advance? The official family

Why do you need to do this?"

As soon as these words came out, there was silence again in the secret pavilion.

"Not an official!"

"This is not an official post!"

"It won't be an official family."

After a while, Lu Haowen, Zhao Ding, and Zhang Jun almost all denied it.

But the difference between the three is that after Lu Haowen finished speaking, he stopped talking and his expression turned sad again; while Zhang Jun shook his head and was thoughtful for a moment; Zhao Ding, on the other hand, continued to grit his teeth and gave the order.

Instead, he asked the class to go straight down and asked a representative from below to come upstairs to speak. He also asked Chen Gongfu, the Imperial Academy's Jijiu Jiu, who had been perfunctory in the Secret Pavilion meeting, to rush out of Xuande Building to pick up the books presented by the imperial students.

After some words and instructions, a lot of order was restored above the Secret Pavilion. And after the chaos below, when representatives of middle and low-level officials came upstairs, all the central officials above the Secret Pavilion were already ready.

"Chen Kangbo, what are you?"

Zhao Ding was sitting in the seat, and he was a little confused when he saw that the official representative who came up was actually Zuo Langzhong, one of his right-hand men in the province.

And this matter?"

"So that I can let you know that I don't say anything in vain on weekdays. It is precisely at this time that I want to speak with certainty and win people's trust." Chen Kangbo, who is also in his thirties and the same age as Zhang Jun, but became an official a few years later, handed over his hand.

Yes, there is no sign of panic at all. "Xiangong Zhao, I have lower officials to replace the capital, the Privy Council, the six ministries, nine temples and five eunuchs. There are seventy-three people in official positions. I have 'concerns' to say to all the superior officials, and I also have 'doubts' to ask."

I would like to ask all the superior officers...if you can speak to me?"

Zhao Ding sighed, but before several sulky-looking officials spoke, he nodded and said, "Come on."

"Seventy-three people including the lower official, plus one hundred and twenty-five imperial students, are all opposed to the peace negotiation." Chen Kangbo made it clear, and then went on to elaborate. "The first is to consider the story of Shi Jin (Shi Jingtang's later Jin Dynasty)..."

"No." Before Zhao Ding could say anything, Zhu Shengfei, the Minister of Rites, stood up and answered like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. "The country will not have the slightest etiquette with the Jin people, and the brotherly country will not allow it.

...Mr. Chen, you are not the only one who knows the 'story', we also know it."

Chen Kangbo nodded slightly towards Zhu Shengfei, then turned around and continued to talk: "The second is to worry about the imperial court abandoning the people of Lianghe; the third is to worry about the shame of the imperial court forgetting Jingkang... These are the three concerns."

"No." Zhao Ding sighed and quickly answered seriously. "Don't forget, I am from Hedong... The court's intention to negotiate peace is to welcome the Second Saint back to Jingdong, and to cultivate himself a little.

, I have no intention of continuing the peace talks. After three to five years of cultivation and abundant military resources, I will inevitably go to the north."

"Now that these two worries are gone, there are two new worries." Chen Kangbo listened carefully and continued to speak calmly. "Ms. Jingkang, the matter of Jingkang and the two saints hunting in the north have never happened before.

The so-called shame of a great country cannot be washed away by swords and soldiers. Therefore, even if we are to welcome back the Two Saints, we should also welcome them back with swords and soldiers. If we welcome them back with peace talks, aren't we afraid of being laughed at by others?"

Zhao Ding hesitated, but Zhang Jun on the side took over the words: "Mr. Chen was overly worried. In fact, the reason why the Second Saint came back this time was the result of the official's victory over Yaoshan. They had already welcomed him back with weapons...

…The Jin leader’s motion for peace is clear evidence, who dares to laugh?”

Chen Kangbo nodded, but continued: "In that case, why don't you continue to respond with swords and weapons? It should be noted that the official and others have last thoughts and are suddenly negotiating a peace, which has completely destroyed the morale of the people...Today, the two saints are coveting Jingdong.

Li, once peace was negotiated, how could he explain it to the Lianghe Rebel Army and the volunteer people? But a few years later, the people were at peace and the military morale was also lost. So what if the Northern Expedition failed? Who will be responsible? What if..."

"I'll be responsible!" After hearing this, several justices were in trouble, and the censor Zhongcheng Li Guang, who couldn't bear to listen anymore, suddenly spoke sternly in the audience. "You can tell the people of the world, if in three or five years,

If we can’t launch an army to the Northern Expedition, I will crash to death in front of Xuande Tower to restore the country’s vitality!”

"But if Li Zhongcheng dies, he still can't continue the country's blood, still can't go to the Northern Expedition, or the Northern Expedition fails... so what?" Chen Kangbo didn't care at all that the other party was the censor Zhongcheng who had the power of supervision.

"Do you want me to be killed right now to prove my innocence?!" Li Guang was almost furious when he thought of the mockery in front of the emperor that day. "After being in chaos for so long, doesn't the country want to cultivate itself? The hearts of the people of the two rivers are human hearts.

The lives of the people in Jingdong are no longer lives?! Only young people like you are loyal and patriotic, but we are just rebellious people and selfish thieves?!"

Li Guang's words immediately aroused the emotion of many important ministers... There are still many people who advocate peace here, and most of them are unhappy with Li Guang. Even the several princes and important ministers who are in charge of the war actually believe in Li Guang's private affairs.

Virtue, and then sighed with emotion.

"Xiaoguan has never said this." Chen Kangbo continued to face each other without hesitation. "Xiaguan is here to speak for many people, and there is no need for Li Zhongcheng to bear such a big obstacle on one person."

"That's right." Zhang Jun, who was a little sensitive to the word "young", also coughed dryly, but urged Chen Kangbo. "Mr. Chen, what you said about the concerns of the people downstairs, no matter what, we already know, what else is there?"

If you have any doubts, please continue talking."

"Yes." Chen Kangbo bowed slightly to the prime minister of the same age as himself, and then continued to speak calmly. "The so-called doubts are actually only two things... First, with such a peace negotiation, I don't know how many places in the imperial camp where there are many refugees from Hebei Province.

How should we appease it? What should we do if we fail to handle it properly and a mutiny breaks out?"

"We have already discussed this matter, and we are about to go to see Deputy Commander Li as Minister of War, Hu Shangshu." Chen Gui finally interjected. "The Privy Council is also preparing to make some arrangements and precautions."

Chen Kangbo nodded, and then finally hesitated for a moment, but he still spoke seriously: "The last 'question'... I dare to ask all the ministers, ministers, ministers, ministers, and ministers whether the official family is well?"

The entire pavilion was filled with silence.

After a long time, Zhao Ding just sighed softly: "What do you think of us?"

"The lower officials and others also know the absurdity, but this time the imperial students, together with their colleagues, still want to see Yu Rong directly. At least they need to see the memorial signed by the official personally." Chen Kangbo responded proudly.

"So what if I see you? It will only make things difficult for the officials again." Zhao Ding said sincerely. "Mr. Chen, do you really think that we people can isolate the inside and outside? Or do you really think that the officials and the political trendsetters that we faced before

Less than you? Even in this secret pavilion, among the ministers and ministers, there are also people who are in charge of the battle. It’s just that everyone can focus on the overall situation, perform their duties and perform their duties!"

"We actually understand what Xianggong Zhao said." Chen Kangbo was still neither humble nor overbearing. He just raised his voice and answered. "But our actions today are just to let the officials know that there are still some young and ignorant people in the world who don't know the overall situation.

Those who are willing to follow the officials and fight the Jin people to the end just because of their recklessness... Not all civil servants are so thoughtful and prudent, so much so that they only think about the old rules of the prosperous Yuda."

In the secret pavilion, Lu Hao asked the following, Zhao Ding, Zhang Jun, Liu Ji, Chen Gui, Li Guang, Liu Dazhong, Wang Shu, Zhu Shengfei, Hu Shijiang, Lin Qi, Liang Yangzu, Lu Zhi, Zhai Ruwen... and so on.

, and even Zong Zheng Zhao Shi, whose nose was bleeding, all stared at this person, but each was silent, but their expressions were different.

Some people sighed, some laughed, some were angry, some were sad, but most people just watched seriously.

And again after a long time, Zhao Ding finally calmed down and nodded slowly: "I understand, I'll go and ask Mr. Lan to come over. Doctor... wait a moment!"
Chapter completed!