Fujian went to Bianjing for three thousand miles, it was midnight on the third day to Bianjing, the high walls of Bianjing City were thick, although there was no curfew at night, but the city gate was locked at four o'clock was the iron law of killing the head, and it was impossible for you to open the door to convenience even if you were the prince or the Zhao clan.

The urgent report of the soldiers reached the city, and he was already exhausted, but the situation was urgent, and he still shouted at the top of his voice: Bianjing is in an emergency!

The guards of the forbidden army on the city wall were happy when they heard this, and the southeast was in a hurry? Is this a khitan or a party person? Just make up a reason to say that the southwest is stronger than the southeast, your mother's southeast is now a gentle township, and refugees fleeing know to run to the southeast, where is the emergency?

"How many of you are?" The forbidden army on the city wall looked at the city through the faint light of the stars and moon, and there were no trees or houses under the city, and any ambushes were also unobstructed.

Where was the Xunbing still in the mood to chat with him, and he scolded under the city with a thick southeast accent: "Open the gate quickly, you and I can't afford to miss the military situation!" ”

The city gate of the Great Song Dynasty is not so easy to open, the forbidden army guarding the city has a bronze talisman left deed in his hand, and he has to take this left half talisman to the key library of the Great Inner to find the holder in exchange for the right talisman, and at the same time leave the left talisman as a pledge certificate, and then return it after opening the city gate with the right talisman, and finally redeem his own left talisman. After a complete set of processes, the city gate can be opened, otherwise the light ones will have to hit nearly a hundred military sticks, and the heavy ones can be cut on the spot.

From the city gate according to the straight-line distance, the distance to the inner city of the palace is about four kilometers, that is, ** mile, back and forth two turnbacks, if you ride a horse, it will take half a day's work, and what military information will be delayed after tossing!

The forbidden army instructed left and right: "Damn, put the hanging basket and hang him up for Lao Tzu, and beat him half to death for no reason, and if someone asks, he will say that it is the meticulous work of the party members!" Dare to go to Lao Tzu's realm to spread wild, don't pee and look like a monkey! ”

A hanging basket was hung down on the city wall, and the Xun soldiers also knew that the city gate could not be opened except for the emperor's decree, so they could only squat into the hanging basket and let people hang it. A few soldiers of the hanging basket were pulled on the city wall, and they were pulled to the top of the city wall in three or five strokes, and then they could open their mouths to state the military situation, but they were beaten on the root of their brains, and then they fell unconscious.

"How did you concoct this?"

"Search first, it's best to find out some blade secret letters or something, so that we can make a good deal! Take water and splash him on Lao Tzu to wake him up, and Lao Tzu will interrogate him well! ”

The soldiers skillfully searched this messenger up and down, and really found an urgent report from him, and immediately presented it to the prison envoy, although the prison envoy is low, but the identity is not ordinary, and those who can get this position are the henchmen in the eyes of the official, and the one who helps him guard the door is not his own person, and he turns around and opens the city gate with the enemy, then his own world is gone!

The knowledge of people with status is naturally not ordinary, and as soon as the prison envoy saw this urgent report, he knew that this messenger was a genuine emergency reporter. The urgent report has the Privy Council's secret fire paint on the back lines of the fire paint is delicate and dense, the Great Song Dynasty only has the official government to hold this kind of technology, the party and the Khitan people have coveted this method for many years, and they have never been able to master it.

The soldier took a basin of water and splashed it on his face to wake up the interchanger, and was about to be tortured. The envoy of the prison gate was so absorbed in the emergency report that he almost forgot to report the news, and he turned around and delayed the military plane, and he had to finish the game, so he hurriedly shouted loudly: "Stop." ”

Then his old face, which was full of flesh, squeezed out a hint of a smile, and helped the signal soldier up and said: "Brother offended, my subordinates have no eyesight and rudeness, but they are all rules of the forbidden army, and there is no reason for the person to come, and there are many seas, many seas!" ”

Xun Bing was inexplicably tossed up, and his liver was on fire, but he heard them say that it was the first time he came to the capital, and he didn't want people to underestimate it, and it was a blessing to suffer a loss, so he didn't care about it, and when he saw that the time was not early, he hurriedly said to the commander: "My lord, can you send a fast horse to lead me to Xifu, the military order is urgent!" ”

Seeing that he had missed a lot of time at this city gate, the commander of the forbidden army immediately dispatched a fast horse and ordered a few more subordinates to escort this messenger, but Bianjing City was too big, and he was afraid that he would get lost.

Although the new emperor ascended the throne and inherited the covenant of Zhenzong of the previous dynasty and the Khitan has been truce for many years, and has eaten too much information to send and receive in time, several emperors have paid special attention to the sending and receiving of military information on the front line.

Xunbing said that the West Mansion is another name for the Privy Council, the founding of the Great Song Dynasty hated the martial arts, and tried their best to weaken the power of the warriors, but they also wanted to weaken the power of the martial arts, and the way to divide power is to divide it into two and not interfere with each other.

There are 12 rooms under the West Mansion, and there is also a way for the messenger to transmit information, not just a door to go in and report. The officials of Fujian Road are under the jurisdiction of Zaijingfang, and the Xunbing will naturally combine Xinghua's military intelligence with Zaijingfang. A soldier who was close to him was not qualified to enter the room, so he waited outside the door.

It's the middle of the night and there has been no war for many years, and there is a master and a Ling Shi on duty in the Beijing room. After the transmission, the soldiers were allowed to enter. This principal is not very old, but he is cautious, seeing that there is a document from Fujian in the middle of the night, he first chuckled in his heart, and his heart was suspicious, but he only asked this interrogator three sentences, and the thick southeast accent proved that his identity was indeed true, and then checked that the emergency report was sealed correctly, so he let this reporter wait outside the room, and let Ling Shi pass on the deputy decree of the house by room, and report it up one by one, and he had no right to start the emergency report lightly.

In the end, this urgent report was sent to Bianjing from 800 miles to the southeast, and finally passed into the hands of His Majesty, the supreme power of the Great Song Dynasty, the young emperor was twenty years old this year, born in the emperor's family, his face was more precocious and resolute than other peers. When the first emperor was in power, there were many border people in Liangguang, Yungui and other places rebelled, and when the power was handed over to him, he was determined to be a benevolent and compassionate monarch, and he was cautious in the administration of government affairs, for fear of increasing the burden on the people. This is like a resounding slap in the face, which makes this young man's face hot and painful.

The place of discussion is in the Wende Hall on the west side of the palace, Zhao Zhen is a sleepy teenager at this time, and the morning class will be carried out before dawn every day, so he sleeps very early. Today, the starry night was dug up, and through most of the palace, the imperial chariot went to the Wende Palace, and when Zhao Zhen arrived, the minister of civil and military affairs had arrived from outside the palace.

Zhao Zhen watched the big guy walk sweating profusely, and he also walked for a lot of time in the middle of the night, and this kind of walking would delay the business sooner or later. So when he arrived at the Wende Palace, the first thing he saw the officials said was: "There are many inconveniences in rushing to the Wende Hall in the middle of the night, and there will be urgent business in the future. ”

Everyone breathed a long sigh of relief, this kind of got up from the quilt in the middle of the night, and it was okay to get to the gate of the palace, and it was okay to ride a horse and sit in a sedan chair when entering the palace, except for the emperor's grace, otherwise no matter how great your credit is, no matter how high the official position is, you can only obediently get off the horse and walk, and if you can't walk, you need to climb, the young people are okay, like Feng Zheng Xiang Minzhong, these old ministers, are dying, and they can't even breathe, let alone walk.

"Thank you, Lord Longne!" The crowd chanted and their voices lingered in the Wende Hall.

Zhao Zhen glanced at the hundreds of civil and military officials, and finally his eyes fell on the privy envoy Qian Weiyin, and said: "Qian Qing received an urgent report from the privy palace tonight, and he came carefully. ”

Qian Weiyin bowed down with the board in his hand and said: "Back to the saint, today's Privy Council is Deputy Envoy Yang on duty, and Weichen received the report and hurriedly went to the court to inspect it in detail, and the saint should ask Lord Yang for details." ”

Yang Chongxun is a martial artist, and he can be mixed into the position of deputy commander of the Privy Council, but it can be said that he is a martial minister, he has been mixed in the battlefield and officialdom for decades, and he has already been polished as smooth and watery as the old fritters, and a tiger step flashed out of the team, and said to Zhao Zhen: "Shengshang, today Fujian Road Quanzhou Mansion urgently reported that there were thieves in Xinghua County, refused to pay taxes and robbed the township to kill the court officials, Quanzhou lacked soldiers and major generals, and asked the court to send troops to help!" ”

Is there a man-made rebellion on Fujian Road? Hearing this, the civil and military officials all began to whisper regardless of their physique, and there were many military generals in the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, who were used to being scattered, so Taizu ordered someone to design two long-winged hats, as long as people turned their heads and ears, the two wings were as obvious as the ruler.

The reason why everyone only dared to discuss in private and did not dare to raise their voices was because it was the first time that there were people in Fujian who rebelled, and the Fujian people in the troubled times of the Wei, Jin, Sui and Tang dynasties had never resisted, so how could they rebel in today's peaceful and prosperous times? The chief official of this place is not an ordinary person, it is Zhao Weixian, the cousin of the saint today, this matter is a tricky matter whether it is a real rebellion or a fake rebellion, and it is not ordinary people who offend by talking nonsense.

Zhao Zhen pondered for a moment and whispered: "Hey, Lian remembers. . . This newly appointed prefect of Quanzhou seems to be the emperor's uncle! ”

As soon as the two words of the emperor's uncle came out, everyone was immediately silent, but this matter came out on the territory of a royal relative, this imperial prince is still known for his prestige in the court, and even the saint is politely performing the junior salute every time they meet. Whether this matter is done or not is the Zhao family's own family matter, will the storm after Taizu and Taizong start again?

Zhao Zhen continued: "Is the Secret Pavilion School available? ”

At this time, at the end of the hundred officials, a junior official walked out from the right with his head held high, and the position he was standing in was almost at the door, and he said loudly: "Weichen is here!" ”

The school manager of the secret pavilion is in charge of the collation and sorting of the classics, like this kind of court meeting is generally not eligible to participate, but the sage Kai'en specially summoned this petty official from the Kaifeng Mansion to the court to stand and observe, this kind of petty official can be regarded as not in the stream, this kind of emperor and saint have not heard of it since the founding of the country, even if it was Lu Yi Jian Lu Xianggong in the previous dynasty was only the name of Emperor Zhenzong on the screen, at that time everyone said that Lu Xianggong will definitely be a marquis in the future, and now looking at a young secret pavilion school manager is full of spirit, this kind of court will be so high-level saint asked him a petty official in public, this is an obvious signal, since ancient times, it is a very important ability to look at the wind direction and learn to stand in line.

"Fan Qing is in charge of the collection of classic histories, have you ever seen and heard that there is a precedent of rebellion on Fujian Road?" Everyone looked at this rising star surnamed Fan, and their eyes were hot and ready to come out, this young man was said to be surnamed Zhu Ming when he was on the list, and later changed his surname to Fan, but it doesn't matter what the surname is, he must be a phoenix on the high branch one day.

"On the sage, Weichen has never seen or heard of it in history."

"What do you think about this?"

"Weichen saw that the Great Song Dynasty of Fujian Road had never heard of a rebellion among the people before, and if there were historical books of previous dynasties, it should be recorded. But just because there has never been doesn't mean there won't be one in the future! The schoolmaster surnamed Fan had an impassioned voice and made righteous statements, if these words were put on the reign of other Emperor Yong, that is, the emperor's scales would have been pulled out and killed. But he was unmoved, and the other officials looked at him with a little admiration, this kid didn't understand the rules of officialdom, so he wouldn't dare to talk nonsense like this because of the favor of the saint.

"But it doesn't hurt to say it."

The surname Fan continued: "Minyue in all dynasties is a wild land, the land is vast and sparsely populated, and the specialties are quite abundant, so the people are still peaceful, but since the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, Fujian has been peaceful and prosperous for hundreds of years, and the population has already grown rapidly, and there are many unscrupulous people, so it is not surprising that there are rebels!" ”

Zhao Zhen nodded frequently when he heard this, just now this little school teacher made a mistake against Tianyan, he didn't care, and after listening to what he said, he obviously agreed with it.

"On weekdays, Ding Xiang has the most ideas, why don't you say anything today?"

One of the several old men standing at the front of the crowd suddenly coughed dryly, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "The old minister has been suffering from wind and cold recently, and his health is not good, and his thoughts are not clear, but since the saint asked, the minister dared to say that Zhao Weixian, the prefect of Quanzhou, Zhao Wangye, is known as a virtuous man and sympathetic to the people, and the people are also widely known for his kindness. But how could there be more incidents as soon as he arrived in Quanzhou, urging the court to increase troops to suppress the Kou, according to what the ministers saw, this matter is afraid. Before he could finish speaking, he began to cough loudly, and his face turned white.

"Someone! Fu Ding Xiang went to the Tai Hospital for diagnosis and treatment, and the humerus of the court cannot be lost! ”

Yang Chongxun next to him looked at the whites of his eyes and almost turned them out, this old fox is too good at acting, and everyone knew that he was insinuating and insinuating Zhao Weixian's ill intentions, but he didn't say it directly, let the saint guess for himself, he was an old fritter, he was an old goblin.

The speaker has a heart, and the listener has a heart, Zhao Zhen heard Ding Weiyi's body inadvertently touched! What Ding Wei said can be described as a word for heart, but it is really reasonable, is it?

"The old minister also agrees with Vice Minister Ding's statement, I am afraid that the motive for this matter is not pure." It was an old man who spoke, Wang Qinruo, the former Tongping Zhangshi who had retired from his position, and now he was hanging the false title of a criminal department secretary.

Wang Qinruo will return to his hometown in a few days, and he and Ding Wei have the same bad reputation, but their political vision is vicious, and their opinions must be listened to.

"Weichen doesn't agree with Ding Xiang Wang Shangshu's opinion!" The school manager surnamed Fan stood up and shouted loudly in the ground, everyone was surprised by his boldness, Ding Wei is now a governor of political affairs, equivalent to the deputy prime minister, he is not a fart and a petty official dares to do it against Ding Wei, isn't this supported by the saint, what is it?

Wende Hall is obviously divided into two factions, the Shaozhuang faction and the Privy Council are twisted into a force to advocate rushing to Quanzhou, saying that this is the case, but in fact, these people are already speculating and standing in line. The other faction, which was dominated by Ding Wei Wang Qinruo's old and faction, believed that this matter should be carefully investigated first, and that a few thieves in Xinghua District could not set off any storms and did not need to be in a hurry. The only one who did not speak was also the most respected Tongzhongshu Sect Pingzhangshi, the prime minister of the Great Song Dynasty, Lu Yijian.

The biggest headache for the emperor above the court is that the ministers are arguing endlessly, and the monarch who is not determined enough to do enough can not make up his mind at all, because every minister's decision has a certain reason, and he can still say that it is the truth, and who is accepted depends on the level of the emperor.

Zhao Zhen waved his hand, the ministers didn't dare to make a mistake, and the voice in the Wende Hall finally quieted down, "Lu Xiang? ”

Lu Yijian did not hesitate and said: "Prince Zhao is loyal to his ancestors, and he must be loyal. Lu Yijian's final decision is equivalent to characterizing this matter, it is not about Zhao Weixian, it is just a rebellion of the common people. Looking at the entire court, except for Zhao Zhen himself, no one dared to speak like this.

"Fujian and Bianjing are far apart, and the central forbidden army is mostly in the northwest, at this time it is very time-consuming to send troops, Fujian is sparsely populated, I believe that the number of anti-people will not be much, Quanzhou is the southeast to rush, can not be lost, can order the Fujian state capitals to strictly defend to the death, transfer Fuzhou troops to relieve the fire, Quanzhou's troops can not be moved lightly, otherwise Quanzhou will be lost, and the spark can also burn the plain. There must be a reason for the opposition against the people, and we must not use soldiers lightly in everything, and attack the heart first. ”

Zhao Zhen listened, and asked the person behind the bead curtain behind the dragon chair respectfully, only to hear a female voice coming from behind the bead curtain: "Just act according to Lu Xiang's words!"