Everyone has a different attitude, but everyone's different attitude does not affect Lin Yanxian's decision.

Whether it is said that he is pedantic, or that he is too benevolent, he can't do it to destroy the originally harmonious, peaceful and orderly life of the people of Yuzhang.

From the beginning of tearing the skin, the lower limit of Yuzhang officials will continue to be broken.

From the very beginning, it will give both sides a decent moment to now being directly surrounded, and it is just a cup of tea.

What Lin Yanxian wants most to do now is to send the witness to Kyoto. In this way, the saint can send troops to aid Yuzhang according to the rules.

Lin Yanxian didn't want to make the saint lose his rules in front of the ministers because of Yuzhang's matter. This rule is a double-edged sword. If you use it well, you will be able to cut off the enemy's armor without leaving any piece of armor. If you don't use it well, it will hurt you.

Rules should be the sword of the saint to kill the enemy, not to injure his master.

Thoughts were racing, and everything was really just a blink of an eye.

As soon as his eyes closed and opened, he was the same resolute again.

"Recently, I summoned everyone here to brainstorm how to send people to Kyoto to deliver news in the case of a blockade?"

"I don't want to hear some answers at the expense of the people, let alone the answer of preserving oneself and 'valuing peace.'"

"I can understand that your thoughts are floating, but please put your family and clan first when your thoughts are flying. Remember what your last name is, and remember that your family is still waiting for you to go back in Kyoto. ”

"No." The crowd replied in silence. They knew that this was Lin Yanxian deterring them, but this deterrence was indeed to the point. If they are alone, then of course they can say that they can go and run. But they still have families in Kyoto, and they still have clans behind them.

Their hot minds plummeted because of Lin Yanxian's words. They have no choice.

Just like Zhao Pu thought, even if he wanted to escape again, he thought of a lot of reasons and excuses, and the package was ready early. But at the last minute, the various stages of escape are always undesirable and inappropriate.

They never turned back.

No matter how dissatisfied they are with Lin Yanxian, they can only hold it in their hearts. Even if they try to escape, they will eventually stay for various reasons.

They can only complain to the sky about their tragic fate, but fate will not pity them.

They can only hope that Lin Yanxian can win.

……

Kyoto, the newspaper of the Great Zhou Minbao.

Each sample team is in charge of a different area, and the distance from Kyoto is different, so the final time to return to life is also different.

Kyoto is the heart of the Great Zhou, it is the political center of the Great Zhou, but no matter how prosperous it is, it is only a city, and it is surrounded by a number of county seats.

Leaving Kyoto and returning to Kyoto, there is a section of the road that you can't escape.

Some of the squads who came back early talked together in twos and threes, talking about how much silver they could get this time.

"On your line, there are a lot of counties, and there must be a lot of silver."

"Hey—that's a lot, but I'm tired to death."

"By the way, your line seems to coincide with Lin Yuanjun's westward route?"

"I'm okay, it's a direction that's right, but there aren't many overlaps. It's just that Song Wu's line is really miserable, and it coincides with Lin Yuanjun's westward route. ”

"That's really miserable, who doesn't know that Lin Yuanjun went to set off a bloody storm with a sword."

"Not necessarily, I came back to pass through a county where Lin Yuanjun walked, and the post station environment is good."

"Why is there no news from that Song Wu? The back of the line she was responsible for was still blank. ”