Returning to his seat, Song Zhi's face was silent for a moment with a cold face, and he slowly spoke:

"Beihu has been planning for many years, Tianyuan Khan and his warriors have such combat power, Daqi must defend the rivers and mountains left by his ancestors, this battle must not lose the Central Plains, and the Beihu army must not be allowed to cross the Yellow River!"

Han Zhao nodded and said, "Yangliucheng must be defended, and Yunzhou must be defended." Only by holding these two lines of defense can Daqi have time to gather the strength of the world and fight to the death with Beihu. ”

Speaking of this, Han Zhao paused, his face became solemn, and his voice became low, as if suddenly a big mountain pressed on his shoulders, making it difficult for him to even speak:

"The Beihu vanguard army has crossed the Yellow River, captured Xihe City, and tore the defense line of the Yunzhou Theater, the situation is on the verge of erosion, Yunzhou is in danger, and the Central Plains has reached the edge of the cliff......"

At this point, he paused again, and his voice became heavier:

"Last night, Zhao Ning used the Yunzhou horse army to intercept the Beihu vanguard army, and there were only 40,000 people, and they were miscellaneous soldiers including the defense army and the righteous army...... With 40,000 against 40,000, it is still a field battle and a fortification, and Zhao Ning's chances of winning ......"

He didn't say any more.

Because I can't go on.

"Yunzhou can't afford to lose, if you want to keep Yunzhou, you must first keep Xihe City, Zhao Ning is ...... As a last resort. Speaking of this word with difficulty, Song Zhi couldn't help but close his eyes.

In the dark vision, he seemed to see Zhao Ning in a white horse and white robe, in the deep night, leading all the armor soldiers to attack the boundless Beihu warriors.

Song Zhi thought to himself, the difficulties and impossibilities that he and Han Zhao could see, and Zhao Ning, who was the general of the Zhao family, could also see that in the entire Great Qi, the Zhao family was the first to discover the intention of Beihu to invade the south, and fought bloodily for it.

Zhao Ning must also know the strength of Tianyuan Khan, understand the unrivaled bravery of the Beihu army, and understand that this is the critical moment of the dynasty's demise, and if he doesn't deal with it well, he will fall into the abyss.

But Zhao Ning still went to Yunzhou decisively, with the 40,000 soldiers who could be mobilized, and resolutely went to the battlefield when the country needed him the most, the son of the first family of Jiangmen.

Is it not knowing death?

Is it at the expense of your life?

It's because behind it is the ancestral foundation, and it is the country!

It's because at this moment, as the backbone of the dynasty, he has no choice!

Since ancient times, the country has been in danger, and as a courtier, it is nothing more than a civil death and a military death. Since it is a battle to the death, it means that he knows that the enemy army is strong and has no chance of winning, but he still does not avoid danger and moves forward bravely.

Fighting for their lives, fighting for is the faint ray of light in the long dark night.

At this moment, Song Zhi's chest was like fire, his eyes were like sword stabs, and he could barely suppress his tears.

"Your Majesty, the Prime Minister and Tobe Shangshu ask to see you. At this moment, Jing Xinma's voice sounded.

Song Zhi blinked vigorously, forced back the wetness that was about to overflow his eyes, and tried his best to make his voice appear normal: "Let them in." ”

During the war, the three armed forces fought in the front was only one aspect, and logistical support was the other side of equal weight.

Now that the imperial court has moved to Bianliang and Hebei has fallen, how to dispatch tax materials from various places to supply the front military supplies requires the joint efforts of the prime minister and the head of the household.

After Chen Xun met with Hubu Shangshu, Song Zhi said: "The land of Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times, and Jiangsu and Zhejiang are the land of fish and rice, and half of the imperial court's taxes are in the southeast.

"In previous years, the money and grain in the southeast arrived in Yanping by transport. Now that Hebei has fallen, the southeast has not been affected, how is the money and grain being deployed?"

Chen Xun's heart was weak, he glanced at Song Zhi in fear, and said honestly:

"Back to Your Majesty, last year's autumn flood flooded more than a dozen prefectures in the south of the Yangtze River, and the grain output in various places has been greatly reduced, and the grain that can be requisitioned is really limited, and the grain that has now arrived in Bianliang is only enough for the existing army in March......

Song Zhi's face sank, "After March, how much can summer grain be collected?"

"There is no rain in the southeast of spring this year, and the drought is already predictable, but I am afraid that there will not ......be much summer grain," Chen Xun replied stubbornly.

Song Zhi was furious: "Last year's food was not enough, and this year there is no grain to harvest, do you want to let the army go hungry and fight with Beihu?!"

"Your Majesty is angry, the minister is guilty!" Chen Xun hurriedly bowed to the ground.

Song Zhi took a few breaths in a row and forced himself to calm down. The year is not good, the grain harvest is not as expected, and it is not **, it is useless for him to be angry.

"The southeast is the main production area of silk, porcelain, tea and other commercial goods, and if the grain in the field is not harvested, the merchant endowment will not be left unsettled, right?" Song Zhi then asked.

The grain tax revenue is not much, but as long as you have money, you can buy the grain accumulated in previous years from grain merchants in various places in the people.

In the so-called prosperous era, there are more rich people, and business is inevitably developed, and the proportion of business endowment is naturally large.

Chen Xun no longer answered, but set his eyes on the head of the household.

Hubu Shangshu stubbornly said: "Your Majesty, the output of silk, porcelain, tea and other commercial goods in the southeast, in addition to local sales, is mainly supplied to Hebei, the Western Regions and overseas, and now Hebei has fallen, and the Western Regions are also occupied by Beihu, the trade routes are cut off, the commercial tax is not as good as before, and merchants everywhere are reducing production....."

Song Zhi's face turned red, and he was angry.

He was angry, but he endured it in the end.

The greatest source of commercial taxes is, of course, goods of high value, a fine silk that can be used to carry many pieces of cloth. In the past, silk, porcelain, and tea, which were important parts of the commercial tax, were sold to families, officials, wealthy people, and large families in Gyeonggi.

Now that the capital is gone, the land of Hebei is gone, and most of those people's wealth is gone, where can they still buy so many valuables as usual?

The only thing that will not be affected is the fleet that goes to sea from the southeast, but this road alone cannot be compared with the previous three roads. As a result, the tax revenue of the imperial court will drop a lot.

Song Zhi endured his grief and indignation: "How about salt and iron?"

The benefits of salt and iron are the best in the world, and since the management of Zhong, all dynasties have been government-run salt and iron, and they are also a large part of the imperial court's taxes.

Tobe Shangshu's head touched the ground, and he said in a low voice:

"Your Majesty, over the years, the tax revenue on salt and iron has been declining...... Now it is the period of the national war, and a lot of mineral iron materials in the world have to be used as military supplies, made into armor and blades, and there are fewer people who sell them, and taxes will naturally be ...... Less.

"As for the salt tax, the sea salt produced on the seaside of Hebei has fallen into the hands of the enemy, although the salt of Shudijing has not been affected, but after the fall of Hebei, the sales of salt have been greatly reduced, and a large part of the salt tax has been reduced......

In the end, Tobe Shangshu's voice was like a fly, and it gradually became inaudible.

Song Zhi was so angry that his face was flushed, he suddenly got up, slapped his face on the table, and shook the hall: "The soldiers of the three armies are fighting with the enemy in front of them, are you going to tell me now that I can't guarantee their food or their salaries?!"

The lack of money in the treasury will indeed lead to this situation.

"Your Majesty forgives your sins!"

"Your Majesty is angry!"

Chen Xun and Hubu Shangshu were so frightened that they kowtowed again and again.

Song Zhi's facial features twitched, and his face turned white.

In the end, he sat back on the throne.

Anger is anger, but reality is such a reality. The loss of the capital division, the loss of Hebei, and the loss of the Western Regions trade route will cause such a big impact, and the tax revenue of the imperial court will definitely be greatly reduced, which is a vicious circle.

In troubled times, the core is to grab money, grain, and territory, with more land and more people, there will be more taxes, and the monarch can have more money and food, to recruit troops and horses, expand the army and strengthen itself, and then compete for more places.

Without land and people, not only is there no food, there is no place for the production of all kinds of resources, and there is no such a large market for commercial goods, the state treasury will naturally not have sufficient tax money, and it will not be able to do more.

After a long while, Song Zhi barely calmed down, his face was gloomy, and the depression in his heart could no longer be hidden, and he sighed and said to Han Zhao: "Dudu, you have seen it, the dynasty just lost Hebei, and without the Western Regions, the situation is so difficult......

"If Yunzhou is conquered again, not to mention the land of the Central Plains, Qilu will inevitably be captured by Beihu - the land of Qilu

Although it is not as taxed and rich in materials as the southeast, it is also a wealthy place with a few imperial dynasties.

"At that time, the enemy will be strong and I will be weak, and the situation will become more and more difficult!

"If the situation deteriorates further, and the imperial court loses even the land of the Central Plains, then ...... The Central Plains is the place with the most people in my Great Qi Dynasty!"

He didn't say any more.

Can't go on any more.

"Your Majesty, Zhao Ning must be ...... Should...... Maybe...... Your Majesty!" Han Zhao opened his mouth several times, wanting to comfort Song Zhi, saying that Zhao Ning would definitely and perhaps be able to hold Yunzhou and repel the Beihu vanguard soldiers, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say anything.

With 40,000 miscellaneous soldiers, how could it be possible to defeat the Beihu vanguard elite cavalry?

When he looked up, he noticed Song Zhi's miserable eyes, Han Zhao couldn't hold back any longer, and fell to his knees with a pop.

Song Zhi smiled miserably: "If Zhao Ning can win this battle, Yunzhou can hold it, and Xihe City can hold it, even if the treasury is empty, I will always have time to think of a way to borrow it from the big households in Huainan - even if it is to forcibly requisition some money and grain."

"But if Yunzhou can't hold it, and the Beihu army comes with the trend, where will I get the time to raise grain?

"At that time, the majesty of the imperial court will be greatly damaged, if I forcibly levy grain, arouse the local big families to resist, and the backyard will catch fire, I am afraid that the Great Qi will be destroyed soon, right?"

Hearing this, Chen Xun and the others all changed their expressions.

"Your Majesty, don't have this thought, my Daqi's country is iron, and it is impossible for me to take it away....."

"Your Majesty, don't worry, the dynasty will definitely have a way to ......"

Although Chen Xun and Hubu Shangshu said beautifully, in the face of such a situation, if Yunzhou can't hold it, Qilu can't hold it, and the Central Plains can't hold it, what else can they do except grab the land with their heads?

Song Zhi closed his eyes in pain again.

He has maintained the imperial prestige in front of his courtiers for more than ten years, which can be said to have suffered a lot today.

However, the situation has come to this point, in the face of the fact that the dynasty is in danger, what is the use of the imperial prestige that is barely maintained in front of others?

Just when the monarch was in pain and despair, a loud and eager cry approached rapidly from the direction of the palace gate, getting bigger and bigger.

"Victory!"

The voice came to the temple gate in an instant.

At an extraordinary time, only 100,000 urgent military intelligence can ignore the palace ban and go straight to the king.

Song Zhi suddenly opened his eyes and stood up suddenly.

Han Zhao looked up in amazement.

Chen Xun and Hubu Shangshu couldn't help but look back at the palace gate.

"Your Majesty, Yunzhou Military News!"

"Come in!"

Last night, Zhao Ning, the chief of the northern camp, led 40,000 elite cavalry to fight Xihe City, fought fiercely until dawn, broke the enemy army, beheaded nearly 40,000, and recaptured Xihe City!"

Hearing this, Song Zhi stood up straight and shook.

Han Zhao's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

Chen Xun and Hubu Shangshu were pleasantly surprised.

They never thought that Zhao Ning would actually win the Beihu vanguard army, and it was such a big victory! At this moment, everyone seemed to see a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and they were so shocked that they forgot their words.

"Your Majesty!" Han Zhao was the first to react, and was about to congratulate Song Zhi, but saw that the other party had already raised his head and laughed, and the voice was so loud that the beams of the house seemed to tremble.

"Zhao Ning, Zhao Ning! Good, good, good! He is worthy of being the heir of the head of the Zhao family, worthy of being my humerus minister, and worthy of being the genius of Daqi!

Song Zhi smiled, his face was straight, and his sleeves flicked, "Immediately announce the good news to the world, so that the world will know the bravery of my Wang Shi!"

"Yes!"

In the congratulatory voices of Han Zhao, Chen Xun and others, Song Zhi took a deep breath and closed his eyes again.

There was still thick darkness in his field of vision, boundless, but at this moment, he clearly saw a dazzling lightning crash falling, splitting the black curtains, and cutting a ray of light for the people of heaven and earth for the Great Qi Dynasty!

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