In the autumn rain, Wang Song wiped the drizzle on his face, and Shi Shiran walked into the imperial city.

Since the first year of Jingyasu's first year of leading troops into this Tokyo city, he has entered the imperial city countless times, but it is the first time that he has gone to the Ruisi Hall in the rear.

Usually such a small private court meeting is between the emperor and the closest ministers. Although Wang Song rescued all over the capital, he made a great contribution, and he personally reached the pinnacle of power, but Zhao Huan and him had never had such a conversation.

Perhaps in the eyes of this Great Song official, his teacher Geng Nanzhong, or the eunuch Gao Wen around him, are much closer than Wang Song, the military minister who once saved the city of Tokyo.

That time when he returned to his hometown and province, Zhao Duofu came to his house as a guest, and he sent away the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty on the second day, and the gossip of the two of them flew all over the sky again, and even Zhai Er ridiculed him for becoming the concubine of the Song family.

His mother, Wang Xu, likes Zhao Duofu quite a lot, probably because Zhao Duofu is kind and gentle, and he does not have the arrogance of the emperor's relatives.

Before leaving, he did not let his brother Wang Qing and Zhai Er accompany him, nor did he let his mother go to live in Tokyo City with him. There is an undercurrent surging in the court, and many civil and military generals regard him as a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh, living in the countryside, outside the whirlpool of power, but much safer.

The eunuch Gao Wen led the way in front, and there was an endless stream of forbidden troops on duty along the way, and everyone stopped to salute when they saw Wang Song. In the hearts of the soldiers in this Tokyo City, I am afraid that Wang Song's prestige is much greater than that of the emperor.

Even the palace maids who passed by, when they saw that the person passing by was Wang Song, they all stepped forward to say hello, all of them were delicate and red, and their hearts were rippling.

This newly surging magnate in the court, young and golden, dignified in appearance, and high and powerful, is a proper diamond king. Coupled with his literary brilliance, both civil and military, there is no one in the Great Song Dynasty to fight against him, and he has naturally become the dark horse prince in the hearts of these spring-hearted girls.

"Brother Gao, the official family has been in a bad mood lately?"

Looking at the high question in front of him, respectfully and respectfully, Wang Song asked softly.

Wang Song, an important minister of the court, did not dare to slack off when asked, and hurried back.

"Back to the prince and the prince, the recent war in Lianghe and Shaanxi has been quite unfavorable, the officials and troops have been defeated and retreated, and the officials are upset. In addition, some ministers took the opportunity to propose a move south. You'll have to be careful. ”

Wang Song nodded, and when he looked up, he saw that the Rui Si Hall was in front of him.

Rui Si Hall is the side hall of Zhao Huan, the official family of the Great Song Dynasty, read books, his father Daojun Emperor Zhao Ji had not lived in the dormitory day and day, and took the Rui Si Hall as a place to lecture and eat, and slept in the Xuanhe Hall behind the Rui Si Palace.

Wang Song followed Gao Wen to the door of the Rui Si Palace, but stopped. Gao Wen pointed inside, and Wang Song nodded slightly.

There was a loud shout from Zhao Ji in the hall, and the sound of the cup falling to the ground, it seemed that Zhao Huan was really angry.

Wang Song sighed secretly. No need to ask, it must be the Jin soldiers who are heading south, and the wars of the imperial court in various places are unfavorable, and they are retreating one after another.

The disadvantages of the Great Song Dynasty court, the use of literature to control the military, and the people who did not know the soldiers. Relying on a group of self-righteous readers, who have not achieved enough and have more than enough failures, there is no reason to be invincible!

Wang Song couldn't help but sound several famous people in the history of the Song Dynasty, Yue Fei, Liu Qi, and Wang Yan and others, but he didn't know where these people were now.

Especially Yue Fei, since he and himself separated in Hedong a year ago, there has been no news of this gentleman.

As for Liu Qi, all of them are high-ranking officials, and the children of a family like him must have ascended to the throne earlier than Yue Fei.

"Official, the prince is waiting outside the door."

Hearing that there was no sound in the room for a while, Gao Wen stepped forward and whispered outside the door.

"Tell him to stay outside the door!"

Zhao Huan's majestic voice came from inside.

"What a good army he has trained! The defeat of Hedong, the defeat of Hebei, the defeat of Shaanxi, and the defeat of Shandong, there is no good news all the way! ”

No way is good news!

It seems that the defeat of the Great Song Dynasty is a fait accompli.

When Wang Song entered, it was already dark, and he stayed outside for about half an hour.

This made him feel a little tired inexplicably. From the later generations, he knew that this was the so-called imperial technique.

The problem is that he didn't do anything wrong. Zhao Huan did this, it is nothing more than an obvious hint, you Wang Song are just my Zhao Song's courtiers, you can do whatever you want.

He hated such a mental trick.

In later life, he is a stinky stone in a pit of Gu Ying's self-pity, and he has always lived very selfishly. Now, he has been much more humble, but he still encounters these things that he can't help himself.

That's it, that's it, this is the emperor's patent, how can there be any reason.

After adjusting his mentality, Wang Song stepped forward and bowed to Zhao Huan behind the royal table: "Minister Wang Song, please meet Your Majesty."

Three or five steps away from Zhao Huan, on a chair with a hollow pattern, there was an old man in his fifties, this was the emperor's teacher, Geng Nanzhong.

He was born and died, and tens of thousands of brothers died in Huangquan, turning the tide of the tide, but it still can't withstand the relationship between students and students for several years. Just like now, as an important minister of the imperial court, this Geng Xianggong has a chair, and he can only stand.

And this Geng Xiang only nodded to himself slightly, and his butt never moved.

Although he "made" a few "shocking" good words, and despite his achievements, in the eyes of the emperor and these scholars, he was still a martial artist.

The fatalistic theory that already exists in these people is unforgettable, and no one dares to remove it!

For such a king, filial piety, and working with such ministers, can this weak dynasty be changed?

The confusion and thoughtfulness on Wang Song's face made Zhao Huan stunned. He thought that Wang Song would be anxious and honestly afraid, but he muttered in his heart.

Recently, the ministers of the imperial court have all pushed the grievances of the unfavorable war in front of Wang Song on Wang Song, saying that Wang Song is the culprit, if he hadn't started the war by force, this war between Song and Jin would have disappeared invisibly.

What's more, let Wei Wang Song not stay in the center, but should go to the Xuanfu place, and at the same time should limit his strength and power.

If you want to ask such a reason, it is "the town of the Tang Dynasty, the martial artist of the five generations", if it were not for the right to collect the town, how could the Great Song Dynasty have the peace of the 170s!

Wang Song's dissatisfaction and disdain at this moment made Zhao Huan slightly frightened, was he too harsh on this humerus minister?

Zhao Huan's heart was in turmoil, and he waved his hand and said, "Wang Song, excuse me, I have something to say today."

Wang Song raised his head and stood aside. He probably also knows what to talk about today, one is the military rebellion in Jianzhou, and the other is moving south.

The Jianzhou army was in turmoil, the Jin people surrounded the city of Tokyo, and the imperial court transferred the Jianzhou soldiers to defend Huazhou, but the result was vulnerable and defeated by the Jin. The Jin people retreated, and the Jianzhou soldiers returned to Fujian, because the Fujian Road Transit Envoy did not pay the unloading money on time, so the Jianzhou Military Academy Zhang Yuan and others advocated rebellion, and the Fujian Transit Deputy Envoy Mao Kui and the judge Zeng Ling were all killed.

The other is that the Song army was defeated and retreated in the war with the Jin people, and under this circumstance, Zhao Huan had the idea of moving south again.

Wang Song was also helpless. The new army that has been trained is fierce when it is under its own subordinates, and as soon as it is sent out, it becomes a dou who cannot be supported, and there are fewer victories and more defeats. And the generals under his own subordinates, once they are in other armies, are either suppressed or constrained, and they are completely useless.

It seems that he has become the target of public criticism, especially those scholars and doctors, who regard themselves as enemies of the prince.

"Your Majesty wants to ask about the Jianzhou Rebellion, right?"

Wang Song bowed and said: "Your Majesty has been announced by the Privy Council, Cao Fu, the Privy Council, and Fan Qiong, the commander of the Imperial Camp Division, have led the troops to the battle, I believe that good news will come soon, and Your Majesty does not need to worry."

With the new army trained by the imperial court, there is almost no risk of defeat in dealing with a local rabble. Zhao Huan is so irritable, there must be something else.

Sure enough, Zhao Huan's face softened, and he said to Wang Song: "Wang Song, sit down, I still have some things to discuss with you."

Geng Nanzhong, who was next to him, heard Zhao Huan ask Wang Song to sit down, and there was a hint of displeasure between his eyebrows.

Wang Song snorted coldly in his heart. The corpse is a vegetarian person, hopeless in the country and at home, only knows how to be jealous of the virtuous, fight for power, exclude dissidents, and have such a small heart, how can he be called a brilliant doctor.

"Scholars" do not care about death, ignore fame and fortune, value social welfare, love the people, and protect the common people. is not so powerless, only caring about the party and fighting differences, talking about poetry and lyrics, and being a widow and shameful person in the wine years.

"Scholar" is the practice of the six arts, etiquette, music, archery, royalty, and the number of books. They know honor and disgrace, physical fitness, military and political affairs, have noble aspirations, and take the life of the people and the rise and fall of the country as their own responsibility.

It's a pity, Doctor Song, there is still a trace of "Shi" style there!" The spirit of "scholars" has died out in them, and they are, at best, bureaucrats.

"Your Majesty has anything important, just give me the order, and Weichen will do it."

Wang Song sat down and nodded lightly to Geng Nanzhong.

Geng Nanzhong bowed his head, the dissatisfaction between his eyebrows disappeared, and it seemed that his kung fu to nourish his qi was good.

"Wang Song, everyone says that you are alone in the world in training, how can the sergeants sent out are still defeated and vulnerable?"

Zhao Huan frowned and said, "Could it be that this sergeant of the Great Song Dynasty will not be able to adapt to the soil and water without you, Wang Song?" In this way, every time you go on an expedition, you have to be in charge in person, so that these guys can bow down and be willing to serve?"

The corners of Geng Nanzhong's mouth next to him moved slightly, and there was a slight sarcasm in his eyes.

"The reason why the Jin people are strong is that the soldiers are strong and brave. It is also the elite cavalry, and the impact on our weak army is overwhelming!"

Wang Song glanced at Geng Nanzhong indifferently and continued: "Our army wants to defeat the Jin people, first, the soldiers are well-trained and strictly abide by the military orders; Second, the soldiers died and sacrificed their lives to the country. But to achieve these four words of life and death, it lies in the unity of the upper and lower levels, and the generals take the lead. ”

He said in a deep voice: "The Jin army is going south, and every time there is a big battle, its marshal supervises the army in person to supervise the battle. His relatives risked the edge, did not take refuge, and the soldiers regarded him, who dared to love death. The commanders of our army are not as talented as the Chinese. Whenever an army is dispatched, it must be hundreds of miles away, which is called a serious matter. Or supervise the army, change the generals, and only use a person to hold a false message, which is called transfer. The partiality of the decisive committee to control the enemy is to disintegrate the wise and the fool to lose his teacher. Fortunately, with a small victory, Lubu galloped, increasing the level of prisoners for his own merit and resenting the soldiers. Even if you come in person, you must escape first. If it is not to fall, it is already a blessing, how can it be raised? ”

Wang Song made a loud noise, and even Zhao Huan was silent, bowing his head and pondering.