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Chapter 110 You can talk about it

"Your Majesty, the old minister will leave the city to lead the troops tomorrow. If the Zong family is still there, there will be no risk of the country being destroyed in the Great Jin Dynasty."

"Thank you for the hard work of the veteran general."

Emperor Yuan Zhao sighed slowly.

"If this matter can be passed, the family will have great achievements."

After Zhong Xuantong said a few words to the emperor, he bowed and left. The emperor discussed the next countermeasures with several prime ministers. About an hour later, several prime ministers also left Weiyang Palace one after another. After everyone left, the emperor sat on the soft couch with a little depressed look, closed his eyes, and was speechless for a long time.

Xiao Zheng stood aside with his hands down, and sighed long when he saw this: "Your Majesty..."

Emperor Yuan Zhao opened his eyes and his voice was hoarse.

"Go and call Mr. Ye into the palace."

Ye Lin, the Marquis of Ningling, who is now the Minister of War, has been the Minister of War. After Jimen Pass was broken, the relationship between the court and the Ye family fell to freezing point. The court prohibited the Zhenbei Army from recruiting new recruits again. Chen Guogong Ye Mao was also angry with the court and still stayed in Yancheng and did not return to Beijing. Only the fourth master of the Ye family, who was like a quarrel, went to the Ministry of War to work every day like a quarrel.

Xiao Zheng nodded after hearing this, bowed to the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, don't be too sad."

The emperor frowned slightly.

"Go quickly."

"I'll go now."

Xiao Zheng sighed, took a small step away from Weiyang Palace, and went to the Ministry of War to find Ye Lin. About half an hour later, he led Ye Lin to the door of the emperor's study room and bowed and said, "Shangshu Ye, Your Majesty is inside, you can go in."

After Ye Lin nodded, he sorted out his court robes, then walked in. After seeing the emperor, Mr. Ye knelt down in a regular manner and kowtowed, "My minister Ye Lin, kowtow to Your Majesty."

"Ye Qing doesn't have to be too polite, just get up."

The emperor waved his hand and signaled Ye Lin to stand up and talk. After Ye Lin got up, the emperor turned to Xiao Zheng and said, "You all go out. I have something to say with Ye Qing alone."

Xiao Zheng immediately understood and made a gesture. All the palace people in Weiyang Palace immediately bowed their heads and saluted the emperor, said "I took my leave", and followed Xiao Zheng and left the emperor's study room.

After these people left, only the emperor and Ye Lin were left in the study. The emperor collapsed on the soft couch and pointed to the seat in the study. His voice was hoarse: "Ye Qing sat down and talked."

Ye Lin hesitated for a moment, then found a short man and sat down.

The emperor opened his eyes, looked at the Marquis of Ningling, who was already gray-haired, and smiled bitterly: "Ye Qing should know, what is the reason I came to you for."

Ye Lin's face was calm and nodded, "I can guess some of it."

"Don't worry, your Majesty, although my Ye family and Li Xin have an old age, the Ye family has not participated in the rebellion in the southwest at all, and will not participate in the future, so the Ye family has no idea about it in advance."

"The Duke Chen's mansion has been loyal and kind for generations. Neither I nor the late emperor have ever doubted this."

The emperor shook his head and sighed: "The problem now is how to solve the problem in the southwest."

Ye Lin bowed his head slightly: "Your Majesty, there are only more than 100,000 rebels in the southwest. There are hundreds of thousands of imperial guards in our capital. It is absolutely impossible for more than 100,000 people to be invaded into the capital. So many civil and military officials in the court will stand in front of Your Majesty to protect Your Majesty. Your Majesty should rest assured."

"It took less than two months for the Southwest Army to advance from Hanzhong to Luzhou Prefecture."

Emperor Yuan Zhao gritted his teeth and said, "So fast, maybe I will be put on my neck by someone when I open my eyes tomorrow morning. How can I rest assured?"

Ye Lin lowered his head and was speechless.

"I'm not afraid of death."

Emperor Yuan Zhao was silent for a while and continued, "If my death could stop fighting, I could go underground to see the late emperor now."

His voice was a little bitter: "But now it is not my life and death alone, but the survival of my great Jin Dynasty. It doesn't matter if I die. The world of my Ji family cannot fall into the hands of others."

Ye Lin bowed respectfully and said nothing.

The emperor still spoke on his own.

"I understand that Master Li will definitely feel wronged over the years. He has done so many things for me and made so many contributions for the late emperor. No matter what, he should not have reached this point."

"It's me... I'm narrow-minded."

To be honest, it is very difficult to make an emperor admit his mistakes. After all, the emperor speaks golden words, and what he says is the iron bar of the law and must not be changed.

But the situation is better than others now. Faced with this situation, Emperor Yuan Zhao still admitted that he was wrong.

But even so, he just said that he had a problem and dared not say that his father, Emperor Taikang, had any problems.

He looked up at Ye Lin and said, "Ye Qing, I hope you will leave the capital and meet Master Li."

The emperor paused and said, "Tell Master Li that he is my son-in-law of the Great Jin Dynasty, and my teacher, my uncle. We are all a family, and we cannot sit down and discuss anything."

"As long as he calms the war, he will still be the Grand Tutor of my Great Jin, the General of the Zhu Kingdom, and the entire southwest, I can grant the Jing'an Marquis Mansion."

Speaking of this, he hesitated for a while and gritted his teeth and said, "If Master Li really dislikes me and feels that my virtue is a loss, I can also issue an edict to abdicate and give this position to my sixth brother according to his wishes..."

"I only have one condition."

The emperor closed his eyes and said in pain: "The person on the throne can only have the surname Ji, not Li."

After hearing this, Ye Lin stood up from the short puddle and bowed to the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, things have not reached this point yet. I will leave the capital tomorrow and see Li Xin and tell him what Your Majesty means."

The emperor nodded silently and said, "Please tell Mr. Li that no matter what conditions he has, I can talk to him. After the negotiation is completed, I can use my ancestors as a guarantee. After this matter, there will never be any settlement in the future."

The descendants of Xia Dynasty respected the heaven and the Dharma ancestors, and everything else was easy to say, but it was more cruel to swore to their ancestors, not to mention the royal ancestors. Emperor Yuan Zhao's words were already very sincere.

Ye Lin bowed respectfully: "I will pass on all Your Majesty's intentions to Li Xin."

"I will also try my best to persuade Li Xin, and it will be the shore when I turn back."

"That's all your hard work, Ye Qing."

The emperor waved his hand tiredly: "I am a little tired today. Ye Qing remember to keep this matter in mind and do it as soon as possible. If the matter is done, the Ye family will have great merits."

Ye Lin stood up and bowed respectfully to the emperor: "I must do my best to persuade Li Chang'an to change his mind and turn his mind to the light."

After saying that, he bowed and withdrew from Weiyang Palace.

The emperor kept watching Ye Lin leave. After Ye Lin walked away, the emperor's eyes suddenly became sharp. He hissed in a somewhat sickly voice: "Xiao Zheng, Xiao Zheng!"

The eunuch Xiao Zheng immediately trotted over, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "What are your instructions?"

"Go and be the supervisor, go and be the supervisor!"

The young Emperor Yuan Zhao felt a little hysterical now. His voice was a little hoarse and his tone was full of viciousness.

"You go and be the supervisor and tell the craftsmen on my behalf."

"In ten days, there is no more thunder that can be used on the battlefield. Those of them... don't live anymore!"
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