He himself stood up in the middle of the temple of Taihe.

At this moment, the center of the entire Taihe Hall seemed to be not the emperor, but this middle-aged man with a sad face.

"In the eleventh year of Changle, the northern tribes took advantage of the first emperor's illness to invade the border of our Great Zhou, and sent veterans to fight at that time. If today, seven or eight years later, my Great Zhou still sends them out, wouldn't it make those barbarians laugh at my Great Zhou and have no successor? Yu Jinping's gaze swept over the row of chairs placed under the throne.

Several veterans there were so angry that their faces turned blue because of his words.

In the war in the eleventh year of Changle, it was they who came forward to lead the army. At that time, when the first emperor was seriously ill, the first emperor never gave birth in his life, and did not designate an heir to the throne, which made the entire Great Zhou royal family fall into a state of madness.

They are already struggling to defend themselves against foreign enemies at the border. However, because of the internal struggle within the royal family, the rear did not send troops to reinforce in time, and it was already their limit to be able to hold on for so long with a remnant army.

But when Yu Jinping mentioned this matter now, he actually showed a mocking look on his face, how could they not be angry?

Among them, a veteran wanted to refute, but was held down by Shao Qiu, a loyal general sitting next to him. Although Shao Qiu's face was full of wrinkles and he looked older than seven or eight years ago, his eyes were surprisingly bright.

It was in these eyes that there was a look of disapproval, and he shook his head at the veteran.

After all, the events of that year were closely related to the disputes of the Great Zhou royal family. Now the one on the throne must be very reluctant to associate the most humiliating battle in the history of the Great Zhou Dynasty with his own victory.

The emperor listened to Yu Jinping's words and did not immediately draw conclusions. Although he is a little greedy, he has a relatively gentle temperament, and he never coveted the throne at the beginning, otherwise he would not have saved himself in that struggle, and even ascended the throne as the son of heaven of the Great Zhou.

"General Shao, what do you mean?" For these veterans, the emperor issued a heartfelt respect.

However, even if he asked, it was only superficial. As Yu Jinping said, even if they have the heart to fight, it is impossible for the Great Zhou Dynasty to send these veterans who should have been honored to lead the battle again.

Shao Qiu knew what the emperor meant, he was the oldest in this group of veterans, but his body was the best. He stood up according to the armrest of the chair, and said with a gentle face: "The minister thinks that what Yu Shangshu said is reasonable, but there has been no war between the DPRK and China in recent years, and there are not many people who have experienced actual combat......

Before the words fell, he was interrupted by Yu Jinping.

He smiled and waved his hand, and said, "General Shao is too worried, my Great Zhou is full of talents, how can it really be as the foreign people say, there is really no successor?" ”

After that, he turned around and saluted the emperor, and said, "The minister has the courage to recommend a person, this person is brave and good at fighting, and in the opinion of the minister, his ability is not inferior to any of the generals present." Especially with a team of only three or five people, he broke through the siege of a group of more than 100 bandits, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a genius! ”

The emperor was overjoyed when he heard this, and couldn't help but pat the dragon head on the throne and asked, "Since Aiqing has this person, why don't you recommend it to the imperial court as soon as possible?" Where is this person now, and where did he come from? Speak up quickly, and let Zhu Qing serve as my staff officer! ”

As soon as Yu Jinping's words fell, even the ministers of the military department under him looked at each other. They have been following Yu Jinping for so long, and they don't know when there will be such a number one person. Besides, until just now, Yu Jinping was just like them, looking helpless.

Now they suddenly stand up and introduce them, and they can't afford to think about it too much.

Not only these people in the military department were surprised, but the ministers in the court also began to talk about it. They didn't hear the news, it should be Yu Jinping, an old fox, who was afraid that they would snatch people away halfway, so they covered it tightly.

But these people in the military department don't seem to know it, so it's very strange.

The Taihe Hall was full of people, and Yu Jinping seemed to enjoy this feeling. He didn't intend to speak immediately, he always didn't like to talk when people were talking loudly. In that case, it would appear that his voice was very quiet, and even if it was heard, it would not look majestic at all.

In the corner of the courtiers, Qi Wenzao held the wat board in his hand, and silently looked at the iron-faced Marquis An Guohou standing in front of the team.

Originally, An Guohou had been standing in front, and with so many ministers, he couldn't see An Guohou's face. But at this time, everyone's faces were different because they heard Yu Jinping's words, only An Guohou was like a piece of iron sinking into the river, and he couldn't see it.

It's strange that someone went to the front to lead the troops to fight. Isn't it all a thing to be happy about, anyway?

Why is An Guohou's face so ugly?

Qi Wenzao glanced at An Guohou a few more times, and then looked at the rest, and the ministers who stood with An Guohou were all in charge of various departments of the imperial court, and he should have stood in that position.

In this battle at the border pass, not only did the sergeants sacrifice a lot, but even the people at the border pass were killed, wounded and missing.