Rui Yan sat on a high place and listened to the arguments of the civil and military officials below with a satisfied face, he didn't want to organize it at all, what he wanted was this scene and this result.

Most officials follow the trend in the hope of peace, although they may not think so in their hearts, but taking advantage of the momentum of the emperor and the prime minister to please the two by the way is simply a matter of killing two birds with one stone.

Ling Yun was a little anxious when he heard Zuo Chen's words, but later because of the proximity, he smelled a strange aroma emanating from Zuo Chen's body, and knew that he must have used the secret guard without being noticed, and suddenly he seemed not so anxious, more like a sigh of relief.

There was a smile on his quiet, even dark, grim face, and he was waiting, waiting for the answer he wanted.

Rui Yangao sat on the dragon chair and looked at the gradually unified remarks below, and was about to say something to leave Ling Yun, the person he had been thinking about for a long time, when a sharp whistle suddenly sounded outside the main hall, disrupting his desire to speak.

The people who were arguing in the main hall were stunned for a moment, and then looked out of the door of the main hall with a shocked face.

A soldier in heavy armor stumbled through the door covered in blood, the emaciated red horse fell to the door of the main hall and foamed at the mouth, there was a sleeve arrow with a broken feather stuck in the shoulder blade, the helmet with red tassels was also dyed with blood red and dirt crooked to one side, the big black hand tightly grasped a bamboo flute that had been dyed with blood, a color that stimulated the eyes at the intersection of red and green, bright and miserable, and the sharp sound was constantly coming from the bamboo flute in the soldier's hand.

"Your Majesty...... Under...... Ye Cheng ...... Ye Cheng ...... Lost. The soldier staggered to his knees in the center of the hall, and said with tears and blood in his eyes.

The body was trembling involuntarily, barely holding on with his will, and a discerning person could see at a glance that this warrior was nearing the end of the road, even so, his hand had been holding the emerald green bamboo flute tightly, unwilling to let go, even after saying that sentence, he still held it tightly.

Zuo Chen was standing closest to the soldier standing in the center of the main hall, his clear black eyes clearly saw the eyes that had gradually dilated his pupils on the ground, the deep sadness and desperate persistence in those eyes, and the dark red blood dyed the precious floor of the main hall.

For a moment, Zuo Chen's feet were pressed 10,000 catties heavily, and the tragic aura brought back by the soldiers from the battlefield instantly filled the entire hall, and the persistence deeply shocked him, what is the country? What is home?

The people who reacted were all in a hurry, not for the sake of others to save the people first, and only two of the ministers present did not move. One is Zuo Chen, who is caught in his own thinking, and the other is General Lingyun, who has always been calm.

Zuo Chen lowered his head and drowned the moist corners of his eyes when everyone was busy saving people, constantly recalling the last look in the man's eyes just now, he knew that it was expectation-revenge, knelt down as if he had made a big decision, and said in a loud voice: "Minister, ask for war, expel the Khitan dog, and with the prestige of the country, the minister is willing to personally lead the troops to Yecheng." ”

"I am willing to go to Yecheng."

"Minister's request, fight!"

"Your Majesty, please fight."

"I hope Your Majesty agrees to ask you to go to the battlefield to avenge the death of our brethren."

"Your Majesty, please allow Er and others to go to Yecheng."

......

With Zuo Chen's words, both the officials and military attaches in the hall knelt down with very ugly faces, willing to go to Ye Cheng.

Rui Yan pursed the corners of his mouth gloomily and looked at the officials kneeling on the ground, his solemn face with thunderous anger.

He was indeed angry, but it was not anyone at the moment, but the person who said that he was sick this morning and did not go to the early dynasty, and his imperial uncle, Prince Xiangrui, actually swore that the people were like mustards, and united with foreign enemies to attack his own country and kill his own people.

"Black Tiger, Silver Fox, the two of you will lead the 30,000 people of the Northern Division closest to Yecheng to be the vanguard, go to Yecheng to support and stand by first, and set off at noon today to prepare quickly."

Rui Yan put the jade seal on the table, and the warm and precious Hetian jade shook a few times on the table, dropping a little jade shavings.

"Commandment." The two quickly clenched their fists in the eyes of the ministers, and then exited the main hall.

Rui Yan narrowed his dangerous black eyes and glanced coldly at the ministers below, and suddenly sneered in the silence: "The imperial uncle of the minister is really a good day, but he was seriously ill when he was needed so much, Xiao Shunzi, you will go to Prince Xiangrui's mansion in a while to pass the decree, let the imperial uncle rest at home for a good time, go and get half of the tiger talisman of the Northern Division and hand it to the silver fox so that he can dispatch the army with peace of mind." ”

"Slag." Xiao Shunzi, who had been standing beside Rui Yan and had been looking at him with cold eyes, replied in a deep voice, and his cold eyes looked at Ling Yun with deep disapproval.

"The chief general who is going this time, who of you Aiqing is willing to go?" Rui Yan said in a deep voice.

"Wechen is willing to go."

Zuo Chen was the first to bow his hand, and a gust of wind blew his wide court clothes up, and the whole person seemed to have a smell of dust. There is elegance and elegance, but there is no bloody atmosphere of killing and decisiveness.

"I think that the first general of my dynasty is the most suitable hussar general." A civil official.

"The minister thinks that Marquis Wending is more suitable to go." A military general.

......

"I'm willing to go."

Ling Yun was the last to stand up, his mighty and handsome face still had a confident smile, and he said it word by word with generosity and force, covering everyone's words, like a tiger with that kind of natural aura.

"Today's matter, I think it will be safer to stay up late with the old general, so I will send the old general as the commander of the three armies this time, and practice it for the old general in the Moying Hall tonight."

Rui Yan finally glanced at Ling Yun, and stood up with some impatience, and the little Shunzi on the side was clever and persistent, pulling his neck and shouting: "Retreat."

"Your Majesty......"

"Your Majesty, please think again!"

As Rui Yan stood up, all the courtiers wanted to stay, but Rui Yan didn't want to listen to them at all, and the bright yellow figure quickly disappeared into the apse.

Ling Yun stood on top of the hall in a daze, was this the answer he was waiting for?

Little cousin, he still hasn't achieved the consciousness that an emperor still has, but who can ask him not to be selfish and willful, he has lost enough...... Ling Yun found that he didn't even have a position to accuse him.

Standing on top of the hall dejectedly, he pulled the corners of his lips with a wry smile.