"They must have a plan when they are entangled, maybe Hebei can become an introduction." Guan Tangshang said that Puluhu had different ambitions, and did not take Hela in his eyes, but even killed people with a knife in public, and now they are uniting with Luguan and tart laziness, I am afraid that what they are trying is not to benefit the alliance between the north and the south, but to wait for an opportunity to seize power."

Wang Xiu didn't seem to want to say much more, if he said too much, he would expose a lot of things that should not be exposed, he said in a concluding manner: "The captives will be chaotic, but there will never be chaos, the imperial court should have a good time for development, and the opportunity must not be missed, but also to help them be a little chaotic and gain more time." ”

Qin Hui nodded and said, "The return of the captives to Hebei is to make us grateful to Dai De as a vassal, and to weaken the power of the imperial court." ”

The corners of Wang Xiu's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but praise Qin Hui for being a talent, and when it was almost clear, he stood up and spoke, and he couldn't help but admire this guy.

Zhao Chen couldn't stand it anymore, glared and said: "Minister, I am a dignified son of heaven, I would rather not want this Hebei, than bow to the captives and call the vassals." ”

"Your Majesty, how can the Heavenly Dynasty bend its knees to the captives, they don't return Hebei to Hedong, and the ministers ask for the Northern Expedition to recover their homeland, how can they humiliate the court." Li Gang is very good at seizing the opportunity and being a minister, which is simply challenging the bottom line of the Great Song scholars, and any scholar who is a little bloody will not agree.

Wang Xiu had a toothache when he heard this, and he was quite disdainful of Li Gang's bold words, and it happened that Li Gang also glanced at Wang Xiu, looking at each other, but they both avoided it, but Li Gang still felt Wang Xiu's disdain for his remarks.

"Once the captives want to be called ministers of the court, what should Lord Wang do?" he looked at Wang Xiu vigilantly and asked directly.

"Yes, although the prince's calculation is good, but the captives set up a conspiracy, how should the court deal with it" Zhao Chen was a little dissatisfied with Wang Xiu, but after all, the other party had a reinvention of the royal family, and the things on the face could not be ignored.

Wang Xiu is very uninterested, the top priority now is to stabilize the development, and never start a war for the sake of face, even if the Jurchens provoke, they can't rush into the decisive battle, and he can allow a small fight.

He always has an eye on the overall situation, and for this reason, he would rather sacrifice local interests, whether it is to conquer Fang La, or to wait for an opportunity, he can be extremely patient.

Back then, he could have taken more radical measures to make the Zhao family and his son trust him more, so as to achieve the goal of saving the empire.

However, after saving this empire, it is still a decay, like an intestinal carbuncle, he is not willing to give some medicine to temporarily relieve the pain, but to endure the temporary pain and use the knife to completely cut off the lesion.

In the end, he chose to abandon the Zhao family, and it is true that the Great Song Shimin suffered great losses, and the number of dead was more than million, but he did not think that he was at fault. Without temporary sacrifices, where will the last glory come from, there will be no free lunch in the world, and a revolution without labor pains can still be called a revolution

The result was unsatisfactory, but it allowed the empire to gradually get rid of its depression and rejuvenate according to his design.

Since, he dared to design to let the Jurchen set up a conspiracy for the Great Song Dynasty, he didn't care about the problem of face, in other words, he had enough ways to deal with it, Zhao Chen's appearance disappointed him, thinking that the emperor, who was concerned about temporary gains and losses, was destined not to go too far.

He looked at Li Gang calmly, why is it difficult for many years or to be unyielding, I don't know how to be flexible, the Northern Expedition is certainly the responsibility of the scholars, but it must not become a burden, he said very calmly: "With the current strength of the imperial court, but it is evenly matched with the captives, and there are wars in the northwest every year, and the South China Sea has not yet been effective, do you have 100,000 elite cavalry, do you have sufficient financial resources to talk about the Northern Expedition now, it seems a little premature." ”

Li Gang suddenly felt that there was nothing to refute, what Wang Xiu said made sense, the Northern Expedition was not completed by blood alone, but a competition between national strength. Without the support of strong national strength, every qiē is a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water, and a war of several months will make the treasury empty, and the national strength of the Great Song Dynasty is not enough to support a long-term war.

The finances of the imperial court grew year by year, and the place gradually became richer, but it did not reach the point where it could support the decisive battle.

"Your Majesty, you can carefully read the Three Kingdoms Chronicles of Wei Chen Shou" Wang Xiu did not entangle with Li Gang, and asked Zhao Chen instead.

Zhao Chen didn't understand Wang Xiu's intentions, so he just nodded.

"Wu Lord Sun Quan inherited the foundation of Jiangdong, internal and external troubles, only after Chibi has a three-point trend, this is the master of the Ming Dynasty, His Majesty should read more."

Xu Han was not happy when he heard this, and said unhappily: "Your Majesty is responsible for recovering the rivers and mountains, how can it be compared to the king who guards the land." ”

"If you can't keep it, how can you forge ahead" Wang Xiu rolled her eyes and didn't leave any mercy

Xu Han was robbed of white by Wang Xiu, his face was big, and he no longer spoke. At that time, he advocated offensive warfare and forced the steady and steady old commander to send troops, and the elite Western Army had to advance lightly, and finally ran out of ammunition and food.

That war has long been cited as a lesson, and it was used in the battle columns of the military department and the guard Ma Bushui University of the three armies, which made him the first shame in his life.

"Bend down and don't hang your head, bend your knees and don't drop your hands, and you must not have the spirit of a horseman." Wang Xiu looked around at the ministers in the hall and said in a deep voice.

"The captives designed the imperial court, but they didn't know that they were already sitting on fire, and there was Yanshan in Hedong, Hebei, and sooner or later they would return to the imperial court, so there was no need to be in a hurry. Pu Lu Hu has a brutal personality, and will never be willing to live under the people for a long time, and he is the eighth son of the Jurchen Lang Lord, and he is the uncle of the Jurchen Lang, who should have used it to balance Pu Lu Hu, but he does not want to be in the same stream with Pu Lu Hu, which shows that this person is insidious and cunning, and he is not willing to be old in the pool. ”

"The two of them are lazy outside, control the government internally, and cooperate with each other, how can they succeed, and the princes don't see the vultures all the way east, and they commit the taboo of being a lone soldier. However, the main force of the captives was not lost, but he took the opportunity to annex the lazy people, and it can be concluded that when the captives are incompatible, and then the envoys will add fire, it must be very spectacular. ”

"Even if it's a yang scheme, it's also a yang plot led by us, what's the harm if you eat it" In the eyes of everyone who were surprised, puzzled, and puzzled, Wang Xiu said lightly: "The goal of the imperial court is not to capture people, but Hexi. ”

"Oh." Li Gang's eyes lit up, and he looked at Wang Xiu playfully, his attitude was no longer slow, but full of hope.

In winter, the cold winds in Shangjing were raging, and the sun set early, and this small northern city had a strict hierarchy, which should be the strict curfew system of the Jurchen tribe to be precise.

When the sun had just set, the narrow streets were sparsely populated with pedestrians, and the rare shops on both sides of the streets had closed early.

The tart lazy on the horse shivered, and subconsciously tightened the fox skin collar with his hand, muttering about the ghost weather