The emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty was afraid that the generals would rebel, and he was afraid that the barbarian army of his neighbors would come to destroy the country.

The Jurchen thief incident led to a group of traitors in Cangbei, which made Zhao Ji very frightened.

He dreamed that he couldn't see the decoration clearly, but he could conclude that it was a northern barbarian, who forced and bribed and colluded with the generals and officials of Cangbei, broke through the border defense inside and outside, and the ironclad hussars went south like a tide.

Zhao Ji was deeply rooted in the turtle idea of being content with the status quo, so he naturally did not adopt a positive strategy of replacing defense with offense, and considered how to strengthen defense, and deeply felt that relying on the Beijing Daimyo Mansion as a buffer was far from enough, and strengthening Cangzhou's military strength became a matter of concern.

He was unimpressed by the Jurchen barbarians' opposition to the Liao State.

How many Jurchens are there? Can Puer Xiaoman turn the sky upside down?

He didn't want to worry about the war, and it would be good for Da Song to go on like this. It was not appropriate for Zhao Lian to propose to send Nengchen to build Cangzhou, Yingzhou and other northern border areas into bases for the Northern Expedition.

What he wants is for the Cangzhou army to effectively hinder and contain when the barbarian army breaks through the Cangbei border defense and moves south, so as to keep this small tax treasury in peacetime. It would be better to have an army that balances the Western Army.

Zhao Lian used Liang Shicheng, who was blinded by selfish desires, to blow the wind in the emperor's ears, and without mentioning the word that he wanted to be transferred to Cangzhou, he became the governor and defense envoy as he wished, and mastered the military and political power of his hometown.

There is the military constitutional supervision of Hebei East Road, the army has a supervising army, the commander of the forbidden army is still the royal dog, Wang Huan, the son of the noble, and the government affairs are controlled by the new general judgment and the officials of Cangcao, Zhao Ji is very relieved about Cangzhou.

The military and political officials of Cangzhou are waiting to see how the youngest local official in the history of the Great Song Dynasty and the favorite ministers of the official family will burn the first three fires, but who knows that Zhao Lian has been in office for more than half a month without the slightest movement.

Wang Huan, the deputy head of Cangzhou's soldiers and horses, was not afraid of Zhao Lian, and whenever Zhao Lian came to him for a discussion, he deliberately gaged with a hippie smile, obviously not listening to greetings, and tried to make it difficult for the more than ten years younger to be in charge, hinting: Don't think that if you are a favorite minister, you can take the official at will. Compared with the real Great Song magnates, you Cangzhao is nothing. Get along well, the official is satisfied, and he will cooperate, otherwise, hum.

Zhao Lian didn't seem to have anything to do with him, and he didn't seem to do anything right, never said a word, let alone pressed hard.

Suddenly, Zhao Lian recruited the commanders of the forbidden army and the above generals, and brought the eunuchs of the supervising army to Laifu (Liang Shicheng's liaison cronies), Tong Ju, Cangcao and other important personnel, and waited for the chief of the guards Tong Gang Jiaoting, the official Xiao Rang, and the twenty guards on the left and right, and went straight to the camp of the Xiang army.

It was the middle of winter, and the snow was falling. The tattered barracks in the cold wind were empty, a foot of snow, there were no guards on duty, and there was no one in sight.

Zhao Lian glanced at the horse, his face was expressionless, he urged the horse to enter, went straight to the empty Chinese military tent and sat down, and smiled and motioned to the accompanying dignitaries to sit too.

The officials didn't know what Zhao Lian was going to do, and they were suspicious.

Only Wang Huan's smile was still indifferent on his face, and when he saw that everyone was sitting quietly and honestly, he smiled and said, "It's cold enough." These bitches don't know how to make a fire in the big tent to warm the house. Look at the frozen. ”

This kind of finger scolding Huai, scolding Zhao Lian for having nothing to do and causing everyone to suffer, none of the officials here are stupid, and they all know it in their hearts. This is undoubtedly a provocation to Zhao Lian's authority and a slap in the face of Zhao Lian in public.

Zhao Lian actually smiled and answered: "It's cold enough." ”

Just when Wang Huan squinted his eyes and laughed without smiling, Zhao Lian smiled and said lightly: "It is indeed a good weather for killing." ”

Although Wang Huan was confident that Zhao Lian didn't dare to do anything to him, his heart was still tight, his throat was as if he was suddenly stuck by an invisible demon, his laughter stopped, and the proud skin smile turned into an embarrassing skin smile, and his expression looked weird.

The other generals of the forbidden army who originally wanted to join in and support their bosses suddenly closed their mouths one by one, and their expressions were closed, and they quietly straightened their bodies, with respectful and honest faces.

The Great Song Dynasty used literature to control the military.

Civilian officials take up new posts, but they have a tradition of killing important generals in the army.

Famous ministers Fu Bi and Han Qi, who have not died for a long time, all did this. Di Qing, a famous general known as the Great Song Weihuo (Wei Qing Huo went to illness), was almost cut down by Han Qi who took office, and fought back and forth, but it was still inevitable that the most important general under his command became Liwei for the dead ghost, and Di Qing himself was finally scared to death by the suspicion of the emperor constantly provoked by the civil officials.

Zhao Lian may not be able to do anything to Wang Huan for a while, but killing these martial artists, not to mention that he is a favored minister, even if the Sacred Heart is unlucky to come here, he can cut it without blinking his eyes and waving his hand.

Whether you are guilty or not, whether you should be killed or not, the emperor will not care. If you don't follow the rule of law, you should die.

I don't know how long it hasn't sounded, the drum suddenly sounded fiercely.

The soldiers who were shivering on the kang with their broken quilts were stunned, put on all the ragged clothes that could keep out the cold, picked up the knives and guns that they hadn't touched for a long time, and reluctantly came out to line up.

The head of the Xiang army, Song Hanchen almost didn't come here for regimental training, and his brother Song Benchen was in charge of the Chinese army's accounts in the Ping era. At this time, Song Benchen was gambling with a few small leaders and losing red eyes, and the sound of drums disrupted his mind, and he was already in the top of the evil fire, which was even more prosperous now.

"Which dog eats the bear's heart and leopard gall, and dares to beat the drum indiscriminately, and he is against him!"

He scolded and walked out of the house, and casually urinated on the snow, and then raised his eyes and glanced at it.

At this look, his neck suddenly shrank.

There were dozens of horses and seven or eight sedan cars in front of the Chinese military tent.

A group of majestic men in fur suits lined up on both sides of the tent door, standing with their swords, like fierce orcs in the snowstorm, a pair of vicious eyes scanning him coldly.

The ugly man who beats the drum is extremely powerful, and the tough drum seems to be broken by him at any moment.

After knocking, Jiao Ting threw the drumstick, stared at Song Benchen like a tiger, squeaked and stepped on the thick snow, strode into the Chinese military account, and stood on both sides behind Zhao Lian with Tong Gang.

Zhao Lian sat in the handsome seat, counting the time the snare drum had sounded, and the ten fingers were bent down one by one, and only one man with evil skin upside down ran in time.

After this guy came in, he dared to scan the tent in a hurry, and when he understood it, he knelt down on one knee in front of the handsome case to sign up: "The villain Cangzhou Xiangjun head Song Benchen visited the adult." ”

Zhao Lian said lightly: "Stand aside." ”

Song Benchen was only on his face, but he was not really afraid in his heart, so he stepped aside and stood still, and continued to look secretly.

Then the little heads who accompanied Song Benchen to gamble also poured in.

None of the military leaders with real power were in the barracks, and they only needed coolie officers or food to come over.

Zhao Lian didn't scold, he just told them to stand outside the door and wait, and instructed Song Benchen: first disband the box army and wait for the order, and arrange for someone to find Song Tuan to practice and wait outside the door.

A few leaders roasted the fire and gambled money, responded in a hurry, dressed thinly, and froze to death in the wind and snow, and Song Hanchen and other officers of the Xiang Army came one after another, and they were all dressed luxuriously and warmly in a hurry.

Under the gaze of the officials, Zhao Lian glanced at the powerful officers of the Xiang Army who were kneeling on the ground, and waited for the officers to clear the personnel one by one from the regimental training to the small envoys at the section level, and waved to Xiao Rang, who was standing on the side.

Xiao Rang nodded, took out a thick stack of paper from his bag, and a stereotypical and loud tone sounded.

"Check, the headquarters of the Xiang Corps trained Song Hanchen in office for seven years, nine months and thirteen days, together with his younger brother Song Benchen and others, engaged in private fraud, sat and ate empty sounds, greedy for the food and armaments of the department, regarded the headquarters as a private army slave, as a general of the army, regardless of military affairs, did not practice military affairs, regarded the military affairs entrusted by the saint as child's play, his second son was arrogant and lawless, harmed his wife, was mean, vicious and greedy, wantonly killed the servants and servants of the family, and forcibly seized the shop of Yao Jun, a good merchant."

Over the years, the crimes have been detailed, and even some of the data are accurate to a certain extent.

All the officials present were secretly shocked, and when they thought about the Cangzhao behind Zhao Lian and the identity of the favored minister of the Emperor Xiaoxiang, who was in charge of state secrets, they understood. People have been prepared. It seems that if you don't move, you will be fine, and if you move, it will be thunderous. This is going to be ruthless.

The ghost in his heart suddenly became nervous, and he no longer felt comfortable and calm, and even didn't care, secretly guessing how far Zhao Lian would do things.

No matter how much he is a favored minister, no matter how strong he is, he doesn't dare to rectify all of us at once, right?