Mu Sanqian is not only the prince of the Buddha Emperor Sha, but also the grandson of Andu Mountain in Xihe Prefecture, this layer of identity really makes people have to be vigilant, especially the adults on duty in the Qiyuan court.

Just a few days after the funeral of the three princes, a military general admonished the court, asking the emperor to send troops to Pingxihezhou, to avenge the three princes, and at the same time to pull out the thorn stuck in Qiyuan's throat to remove future troubles.

The emperor sat on the dragon chair and looked haggard, no matter how Li Xian was a mortal after all, the pain of losing a child must have hit him hard, Wang Mingyang secretly looked at it in his eyes, but he was a little worried that the emperor would collapse because of this, this is undoubtedly the biggest blow to Qiyuan.

"Yes, Your Majesty, the three princes were killed by the poisonous hands of Mu 3,000, when the world is in grief to send troops to the West River, as the saying goes, the mourning soldiers will win, and our 300,000 iron cavalry across the northern border of Chen, can not only be used to defend the land, but also to open up the territory. ”

After the general who advised the general to send troops to the north, many ministers in the DPRK and China seconded the proposal, saying that this trip could be carried out, and the soldiers and horses in Xihe Prefecture were only about 300,000, and the infantry soldiers were less than one million, so it was almost a place of exhaustion, and the place in Xihe Prefecture was really incomparable with Qiyuan.

"What does General Yang think?"

After a while, Li Xian slowly spoke, but he heard heavy breathing between the words, as if there was a hidden disease.

Wei An, the internal supervisor who took over the position of the Sable Temple, also heard that His Majesty was in a low mood, so he thought about whether to wait for the next court to call the imperial doctor to His Majesty to take a look.

"I don't think it's the best time to send troops north to recover Xihe Prefecture. ”

Yang Wenyuan took a step forward, but said that he did not approve of sending troops at this time.

Yang Wenyuan is a general, holding the world's soldiers and horses, no matter who leads the troops to fight on the front line, the last achievement of recovering the lost territory and expanding the territory must also have its part, but he bluntly said that it is not recommended to send troops at this time.

"General Yang, could it be that the third prince and the prince died in vain?"

"Does Lord Wei know what the situation will be after the troops are dispatched?"

Yang Wenyuan asked sharply.

If it comes to court politics, Yang Wenyuan's keen sense of smell may be weaker than some adults such as Shoufu Wang Mingyang and Gu'an, but leading troops to fight and deduce the situation to tie these adults together may not be able to beat a Yang Wenyuan.

"Xihe Prefecture is under the control of Andu Mountain, although it is still only nominally part of Northern Xinjiang, but if we send troops to Xihe Prefecture, I am afraid that the Emperor of Northern Xinjiang will do it

I will wake up laughing in my dreams, and I will be happy that I am a group of stupid fools who only know how to meet and shoot horses!"

"Lord Yang, you!"

Yang Wenyuan did not have any scruples at all because he was in the court, and for those ideas and suggestions that were detrimental to Qiyuan's safety, he would rather use the most insidious ideas to speculate on other people's intentions.

"The people of Northern Xinjiang are not fools, if we send troops, they will not sit idly by, but they will not go all out to send troops to help, on the contrary, Northern Xinjiang will wish that we and Xihe Prefecture fell into a bitter battle, and consume each other, so they can sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, in addition to the Northern Xinjiang and the clapping of Xishu, have you forgotten what the current prince of Xishu relied on to sit on the position of the prince, relying on the brain!"

Yang Wenyuan turned his head and glanced at the ministers standing behind him, and they all said that the Lu of the Eater is the worry of the King, who knows if they want to push Qiyuan into the fire pit.

"Besides, now that the remnants of Southern Chu have resurged, and there is no internal stability and they have to send troops to the north, I really don't know what you have in mind!"

"Lord Yang, don't slander indiscriminately, we are all for Qiyuan's Jiangshan Sheji!"

"Okay, okay, don't fight!"

Li Xian loudly stopped the quarrel among the ministers, but then coughed violently because he was a little too forced.

This cough lasted for a long time, and only Li Xian's coughing voice kept echoing in the quiet hall.

After a while, Li Xian finally calmed down his breathing, and his cheeks, which were flushed from the violent coughing, slowly faded.

"Please also take care of your majesty's dragon body. ”

Wang Mingyang comforted.

"General Yang has considered this matter thoroughly. ”

Li Xian waved his hand and then said.

"The matter of sending troops is to affect the whole body, and the current situation is also waiting for Northern Xinjiang and Western Shu, and this opportunity cannot be sent out of us. Or do Nanchu and this year's township test well, especially the township test, the wide opening of the Cohen channel is a national policy, can the selection of talents be nepotistic, Guangling two gates are too heavy, if you want to let the world's scholars can become the pillars of the country, it is necessary to break this obstacle, I plan to send a special envoy to Guangling to supervise the office, can you have someone to elect and recommend?"

As soon as Li Xian's words came out, there was a burst of whispers above the court.

Today is different from the past, today's Qiyuan Guangkai imperial examination, and it is no longer a gate lord to become an official

The privilege of the clan, and the position of this envoy is undoubtedly a fragrant bait, and when he arrives at Guangling, he must not go sideways?

It's just that this person is a choice—

"Tangqing, the province of Menxia, can take on this important task. ”

Gu An, the minister of the chamberlain, suddenly stood up and said.

The court was silent for a moment.

"Tang Qing—"

Li Xian thought for a moment, Tang Qing has indeed been deeply appreciated since he entered Tai'an City, whether it is doing things and speaking, he is measured, and he is keen and decisive in judgment, and he was born in the Tang family in Xiangyang, and he has not been too involved with those valve clans in Guangling.

"What does Shousuke-sama think?"

Li Xian turned to ask Wang Mingyang's opinion.

"The selection of the person recommended by Lord Gu has been carefully considered, but after all, Lord Tang has been in the office for a short time, if Lord Tang serves as this envoy, the minister thinks that he will appoint a person who is familiar with the two ways of Guangling to assist him, so that he can do so. ”

"What Lord Shoufu said is very true, but the subordinate officials have not thought it through. ”

Gu An nodded and agreed with Shousuke's statement.

"That's good, Tang Qing will be the special envoy, and a person who is familiar with Guangling will be selected to assist him. ”

So the matter is settled.

"How's it going over there?"

After deciding this matter, Li Xian asked about another matter, which was also extremely important.

"Back to Your Majesty, Jiwu Si has already received a response from the Tibetan Sword Villa, and the Tibetan Sword Villa is willing to fully cooperate, and the sects in the Jiangnan area where they take the lead have also responded. ”

Yang Wenyuan knew about this, and the emperor intended to take the people in the rivers and lakes for his own use, but these people were different from the army, and how to assign them was a difficult problem.

"Hmm. ”

After listening to Yang Wenyuan's words, Li Xian seemed to be quite satisfied.

"Although it is difficult for Nanchu to become a climate, after all, it will be demagogic, just hand over Shang Rong to these people in Jiwu Division, even if you can't take his life, you have to make him tired of coping, a Shang Rong is not to worry. ”

"Yes, I obey. ”

Yang Wenyuan hugged his fists and ordered.

"If there's nothing else, then it's all gone. ”

Li Xian asked Wei An to help him up from the dragon chair, His Majesty the Emperor had indeed lost too much weight, and the dragon cannon couldn't even hold it up.

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