Above the court, the weekly pilgrimage meeting was held as scheduled.

Recently, the atmosphere has been abnormal, especially during the court meeting, from the chamberlain who served tea and poured water to the high-ranking officials standing in shifts, they all carried a heart, anxiously hoping that the court meeting would not quarrel and the emperor would not be angry.

Because every time this happens, some irrelevant people will be affected, even punished, and even more so, they will take their lives.

Once, the emperor was angry with Yuan Youxiang, holding his breath and reaching out to pull the collar of his clothes, but the neckline was buttoned very neatly and tightly, he ignored the etiquette of the god king of the court, grabbed the collar and pulled hard, broke a few buckles, loosened the collar, and gasped and shouted: "Pull the inner servant who served me to dress this morning to be killed, how did you serve, is it to strangle me if you tie it so tightly?"

Soon, there was the sound of a rod falling outside the door.

Without waiting for the waiter to breathe, he suddenly shouted again, "Who embroidered this dragon robe, the weaving department is right, pass the order, all the show girls who participated in the production of this dragon robe will be executed - dog minions, so that you are not satisfied!"

The Manchu Minister of Civil and Military Affairs turned white with fright.

There are many such things, the emperor is not in a good mood, not only punishing the inner court personnel, but also the officials, as well as the clerks below, no one knows which thing he will suddenly think of in the next moment, which thing will be grabbed by the braids, and then it will be whipped over, involving a large area, killing and killing, copying and copying, and exile, making the chickens and dogs up and down restless and frightened day and night.

Today is another court meeting. The attendants watched the emperor enter the main hall, and then everyone silently prayed that today would be smooth, that the monarchs and ministers would not quarrel, that Emperor Zhengxi would not suddenly get angry, and that everyone's heads would remain on this neck for one more day.

However, there are some things that must be faced, and there is no way around them.

This week, today, Yin Zuoxiang has a sick leave, tomorrow Yuan Youxiang has a headache, and the day after tomorrow the emperor himself announced that he would be exempted from the dynasty, and the three, three, five, and five days were delayed, and this weekly dynasty will become an important opportunity to solve major problems.

As soon as Emperor Zhengxi sat upright on the dragon chair, the latest battle news was presented: "The Moro army is still stuck in the Wusheng Pass, forming a siege of the pass, looting and burning the surrounding villages and towns, but there is no large-scale movement. ”

Zhengxi nodded, "What happened in the Moro Army, have you found out?"

"The military government has sent secret agents four times, and there is no more accurate information sent back so far, except for the previous epidemic. ”

"It's all a bunch of rice buckets. Emperor Zhengxi was a little annoyed.

Fortunately, there was no further investigation.

"Five wins or no news?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, the Moro army is stationed outside the three gates of Wusheng Guanzheng, Left and Right, forming a semi-encirclement situation. Now that the situation is grim, we can't send our news, and there is no news in the Kannai. ”

"In this way, it is still difficult to determine whether the Wushengguan guarding team is the enemy or me?"

“……”

Zhengxi's face was a little ugly.

There was silence in the hall.

The battle situation is unfavorable, if it weren't for the problems of the Moro army itself, maybe it would have entered the Guannai by now, smashed the southwest camp, and then Kyoto, then at this moment, the throne and official position of their monarchs and ministers can still sit firmly now?

Now, the Moro army is resting in place and not moving, but Dongliang's side has fallen into a more chaotic situation, arguing for many days, and still has not come up with a more clear and effective strategy to resist the enemy.

"Can we just sit back and wait for Moro to slow down and attack again?" the emperor asked, his eyes blazing as he looked at each of his courtiers.

At this time, Yuan Lingyun stood up, caged his sleeves, looking old, since the war broke out these days, he is obviously old, not to mention anything else, just helping the emperor to watch the snowflakes flying like twists and turns, it is tiring enough, and there are quarrels with Yin Zuoxiang every day, which is also very energy-consuming.

Yuan Lingyun spoke: "Your Majesty, the minister agrees with Your Majesty's point of view." We can't sit still, now that the situation in the Moro country has caused the offensive to be sluggish, it is the heavens that favor me Dongliang, so the minister thinks that we must take this precious opportunity to adjust our military strength, quickly go to the front line, take the initiative to attack, take him by surprise, and drive the Moro thieves out of Dongliang country. ”

"Your Majesty, the minister also fully agrees. The Southwest Battalion is fully capable of making adjustments on its own, but it needs to replenish part of its troops. Yin Zuoxiang also stood up.

Yuan Lingyun glanced at Yin Zuoxiang, "The minister thinks that the southwest camp has long been a plate of scattered sand, and what has the southwest camp done since the Moro invasion these days? In addition to the internal friction day and night, what effective assistance and resistance have been made? Therefore, the top priority at the moment is to reorganize the southwest camp and build up our east to be cool and strong." ”

Yin Xiangguo took a step further and endured his anger: "What does Yuan Youxiang mean, that is, the Southwest Battalion has to be replaced?

Yuan Lingyun sneered and replied with only one word: "Yes." ”

In fact, this candidate was proposed as early as that night when the emperor summoned the left and right Xiangguo in Jingzhai.

But now the occasion has changed, and now it is facing the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty.

"Who?" Yin Zuoxiang did not give up and asked further. He just wants to ask knowingly.

Yuan Lingyun clenched his fists at the hall: "Your Majesty has his own holy judgment in his heart. It's not my turn to wait for more words. ”

Emperor Zhengxi groaned, his fingers twitching lightly on the armrest of the dragon chair made of pure gold.

Yuan Lingyun and the Second Emperor have been together for many years, so he naturally knows the heart of this Son of Heaven, he no longer hesitates, and suddenly knelt down, "Your Majesty, the national disaster is at the head, and the capable person should take the lead! Now how Luo Jian is, everyone can see it, since the war started, it has spread in the land of Dongliang for half a year, and the resistance of the southwest battalion is ineffective, and the leader of the southwest battalion must be replaced, and there is no time to delay! Now the only candidate who can command the two battalions of the southwest and the central part of Beijing is Li Dunian. ”

Yin Zuoxiang followed and knelt down: "Your Majesty, Luo Jian is loyal, the sky can be learned, the battle situation cannot be reversed for a long time, the responsibility is not all due to Luo Jian's poor decision-making and improper command, firstly, the attack of the Moro Kingdom has been planned for a long time, and secondly, the composition of the soldiers in the southwest battalion is complex, and the army is not aligned, it is difficult to work together to retreat from the enemy for a while, and Luo Jian himself has grievances——"

Again, this detoured to the old way of arguing in the quiet fast.

Emperor Zhengxi was so angry that his eyes were on fire.

In the final analysis, they are all afraid of their subordinate forces, but they do not hesitate to use national interests as bargaining chips.

Yuan Lingyun kowtowed and shouted: "Your Majesty, it will be cut off immediately, and if it continues to delay like this, it will be greatly detrimental to my Dongliang Kingdom." Now the situation seems to be stable for a while on the surface, but in fact there are dangers lurking everywhere, in case Huangshui, Baisha, Qingni, Moro and so on collude to attack at the same time, it will really be difficult for me to take care of Dongliang from the beginning to the end, and I will be attacked from all sides, but it is really not far from the death of the country!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, and the ministers of civil and military affairs knelt on the ground.

"Yuan Lingyun!" Yin Zuoxiang shouted, "You dare, curse me Dongliang Guoyun like this? What is your heart? I Dongliang II was prosperous in the Spring and Autumn Period, a wise countryman, and governed the country well, even the heavens frequently favored me, and the wind and rain were smooth year after year, so it can be said that the people of the whole country live and work in peace and contentment-Your Majesty, the old minister implores Your Majesty to call the shots, and pull out this old thing full of nonsense to kill you!"

Emperor Zhengxi looked at it coldly.

He remembered that when his father was alive, once the father and son looked through the political notes of the previous dynasty and saw the records of a court meeting. The emperor was young, and the left and right sides presided over the state affairs, and for one thing, the left and right fought each other, and finally handed it over to the emperor for ruling. The little emperor was so confused that he was forced to cry and cried, crying and shouting, "I don't know which of you is right or wrong, it sounds like you're all right—and it seems to be all wrong—"

Now this scene is also being staged at his own court, if you close your eyes and listen, the words of these two Xiangguo seem to be not wrong, they are both vigorous, and they both show a posture full of worries for the country and the people, and they seem to be loyal ministers who can die for the country.

He kept sneering in his heart, feeling cold, the national disaster was at the head, and he still held on tightly to the interests of his small circle, this is the loyal minister, this is the public heart!

Yin Zuoxiang protected Luo Jian wholeheartedly, with clear intentions.

What he couldn't see clearly was Yuan Youxiang, he finally threw Li Dunian in public, what does this mean? Is it finally impossible to pretend, playing the iron-faced Qingguan for all these years, and finally showing his tail? So the next step, will it be Bai Feng?