"But the officials still did this?" Xu Jingheng, unlike Yu Wenxuzhong, interrupted Zhao Guanjia in person.

"Not bad." Zhao Jiu was honest.

"Why?" Mr. Xu, the provincial governor, kept asking.

"It's hard for me to say." Zhao Jiu laughed again, but then asked with a smile. "But, depending on Mr. Xu's intention, don't you think you have to reject this matter?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the pergola suddenly became a little cooler.

In other words, although Yu Wenxuzhong is a person with a weaker personality, he is a husband after all. Although Zhang Jun has always been a leader of the government, Hu Yin is not easy to care about, and there is Liu Ziyu who has to deal with Wai Lantian.

Said... But why couldn't these people effectively stop Zhao Jiu's unsystematic rewards and punishments at that time?

It's not that they didn't want to, but that they came to the battlefield and first helped Zhao Guan's family organize the post-war affairs, helped the official conduct autopsies, helped the official deal with rewards and punishments in the army, and witnessed the post-war rain scene with their own eyes.

I know how fierce and earth-shattering the battle that day was. And after experiencing the shock and baptism of that kind of battlefield, even those with seniority and status as high as Yu Wenxuzhong and strengths as Hu Yin were all temporarily caught in a certain emotion.

I dare not forcefully refute this official.

After the First World War, not only the Western Army was competing to shoot the eagle, but the entire Kansai land seemed to not dare to disobey this official.

"Official!"

Xu Jingheng suddenly laughed. "Do the officials know that after Yaoshan's great victory, the news spread to Tokyo and the whole city was almost crazy? They said that the officials defeated the Jin army with 400,000 and 200,000, and the Jin army was completely destroyed. This battle is comparable to the Guangwu Kunyang battle.

The Guan family is also the rebirth of Guangwu..."

Zhao Jiu also laughed.

"When I arrived at Sishui Pass, someone else said that the official and Wanyan Lou's family were facing each other with arrows. Lou's bow was bent first, and the official's shot came second. However, an arrow hit Lou's shoulder in front of him, forcing him to abandon it.

Bows and crossbows... As the saying goes, 'The officials can conquer Yao Mountain with one arrow, and the soldiers can restore Han Pass with long songs'."

Zhao Jiu could hardly contain his laughter.

"Later, when I entered Tongguan, people and scholars along the way spread the news that the real dragon emperor of the official family had borrowed the power of the mountain god of Yao Mountain to wait for the Lou family to advance to the foot of the mountain, and then the official family came down with the power of Yao Mountain, making the Jin army count.

All the people were destroyed in one moment..."

Zhao Jiu suddenly stopped laughing.

"I know that these things are all lies." Xu Jingheng also didn't laugh. "But I think that this great victory of the official family, although a tragic victory, has made the emperor and Song Dynasty no longer in danger, and it is no worse than the establishment of Guangwu."

; When facing the battle, he fired arrows at Lou Shi, and although he missed, his courage was enough to make the people of the world no longer afraid of the golden man and the iron horse. This is the so-called bow and arrow of the emperor; and when facing danger, he went down the mountain with the supreme body of the emperor to turn the tide, which is worthy of comparison.

Mount Tai, Mount Tai is overwhelming! So after this battle, I dare to ask the officials, within the court and within the territory of the Song Dynasty, who can really stop what you want to do? A mere reward for attacking a nobleman is still just the founding of the country.

"My lord, if you don't allow it even if you save it, then it's invalid, right?"

Zhao Jiuqian laughed.

And then, Xu Jingheng faced him seriously: "But as long as I stay in the capital for one day, I will not be allowed to do it for one day! Because this is against the system! And it will lead to endless troubles! Once this case was started, there was no such thing in the Song Dynasty for more than a hundred years.

The wrong title system must be abandoned as soon as possible."

Zhao Jiu laughed dryly again: "Mr. Xu, please wait."

Xu Jingheng raised his hands to signal and stood aside.

Zhao Jiu, however, lifted the gauze on several cases, solemnly opened the latest directory, and then wrote it himself, carefully filling in the names of Yang Weizhong, the commander of the imperial camp's rear army, and Zhai Xing, the commander of the central army of the imperial camp.

, but did not close it in a hurry, as if waiting for the ink to dry.

Just when Xu Jingheng thought Zhao Jiu was about to speak, the official took out two more pieces of white paper and re-wrote the two names he had just written. However, he simply stood up directly with the two pieces of white paper with still wet ink.

, and gestured to Yang Yizhong beside him.

Yang Yizhong opened the way first, followed closely by the Zhao Guan family. Behind him, Yu Wenxu and the others knew where they were going, so naturally they all followed him solemnly. Even Xu Jingheng was pushed by Yu Wenxuzhong and suddenly set off with the Guan family and his party.

And before waiting for a long time, in the afternoon, they arrived at the construction site on a mountainside platform not far from the back door of the military camp... Tens of thousands of civilians had been here before, and there was no shortage of materials. The wooden buildings had long been formed. At this time, they were just

The building is being painted and carpenters are carving.

When they arrived here, Xu Jingheng, the only one who had doubts, quickly became relieved - this was a temple, very similar to the water temple on Bagong Mountain in Huaishang. And soon, Zhao Guan's words also verified this.

"This man is called Hou Dan. He is a fellow villager, comrade, and old acquaintance of Zhang Yongzhen in Huaishang. He was the one who killed Lou's family that day and died in battle, so I made him the mountain god of Yaoshan." Stepping into the palace, Zhao

Jiu pointed at the unfinished statue in the middle and spoke slowly.

"This merit can be enjoyed here." Mr. Xu nodded immediately.

At this moment, a young military officer with a wounded face came forward and saluted him with a Lingnan accent. Zhao Jiu didn't pay attention and just handed over the two pieces of white paper he brought: "Hand in"

Master Xu, I want to have a chat alone..."

The Guangnan official with the injury on his face immediately bowed his head and left. Yu Wenxu and others looked at each other in shock and could only retreat. For a while, the palace was completely empty, with only the monarch and his ministers left.

But at this time, Zhao Jiu, who wanted to chat, did not speak directly. Instead, he turned behind the statue. It turned out that there was another deep space behind the statue. Only the patio was opened inside and there was plenty of light, so he walked to keep up.

Mr. Xu could see clearly, and precisely because he could see clearly, as soon as the Prime Minister of the Province turned around, he immediately froze in place and became speechless.

Without him, wherever you look, they are densely packed, with more than thousands of them, all of them are wooden plaques with military titles and names written on them.

"Ms. Xu should know that I have never liked sacrifices." Zhao Jiu spoke up at this moment. "But I have been here countless times these days... When we were on the Huai River, the soldiers gathered in a hurry, and many people died.

Even after he died, there was no name left; now under Yao Mountain, because the Western Army was organized according to his place of origin, and the imperial camp army had already made a register, many names were known, but it was still not enough... So, I was thinking,

If we really go straight to Huanglong one day, why not set up a big monument somewhere conspicuous?"

Xianggong Xu spent a lot of energy before he came back to his senses, and then he said in a low voice: "What the officials said makes sense, but what does it have to do with Li Shifu inheriting the founding father?"

"Of course it does matter." Zhao Jiu put his hands behind his hands and said with a smile. "Ms. Xu, I can't forget these people..."

"It's natural!"

"I often ask myself, for whom do I work so hard and risk my life to save this country? The Zhao family? But the Zhao family is all in the north, and I am the only one left. If I want to enjoy the enjoyment of one family,

It's better to run to the southeast and live out the rest of my life. Believe it or not, even if Concubine Pan is pregnant, I have done so many things, but there are still many people behind me and behind me..."

"Chen Xin."

"Listen to what I have to say... As the saying goes, from the three emperors and the five emperors, to the descendants of thousands of generations, from one's own private affairs to the common people of the world, from the blue sky to the vast loess... Whether it is public or private,

Since I have become an official, emperor and emperor, I don’t want to live forever, but I can’t be too embarrassed, right?”

"..."

"After this battle, I couldn't sleep day and night, thinking about many messy things... How to clean up the rebellion in the rear? How to appease the people who have been exploited by the government and invaded by soldiers and bandits in recent years? How to organize the government and refine the troops?

Can we build gunpowder bags that are not afraid of water? Can we lay tracks for transporting troops along the Yellow River? Can we build sea-going ships to sail across the Liaodong and Bohai Seas? Can we distribute our newspaper to the whole world? Can we make agriculture more prosperous for industry and commerce?"

Xu Xianggong hesitated to speak several times, but Zhao Jiu just kept talking proudly:

"How many years will it take for the Northern Expedition? How many years will it take for us to go straight to Huanglong?"

"After the restoration of Yanyun's homeland, should Xixia be recovered? Should Jiaozhi be recovered? Should Dali be disposed of? Aren't these places the homeland of the Han family?"

"After restoring the homeland of the Han family, will things like the Xiongnu and Xianbei appear on the northern grasslands again? Should we merge with the Western Regions and join the Mobei? I heard that Yelu Dashi mobilized more than ten tribes and claimed to restore the country, but they actually went westward.

Will we run into each other again by then? There is also Goryeo. If we are to die with the Jurchens, don’t we worry about Goryeo?”

"These tablets are here not to persuade me to stop fighting, but to persuade me not to betray them or forget them. We must destroy the enemy and prevent places like Guanzhong, Luoyang, Henan, and Huaishang from becoming like this again.

What a tragedy! I never expected that it would last forever, but we can’t expect Guanzhong to suffer such a military disaster again in just a few decades, right?”

Mr. Xu sighed slightly. He wanted to speak several times, but remained silent several times.

"Han Shizhong bypassed the duke and made him the king directly, which was the same as Li Shifu's title... I intend to seal the title in the border areas to deal with the Western Regions, Dali, and Jiaozhi." Zhao Jiu finally told the truth. "But I can't say this in this way.

Are you talking about it outside? Isn’t it ridiculous to say it? At the moment, even the rebellion behind you has not been put down. And I really don’t know whether the actual seal is effective or not, but now that I have thought about these things, I have to have some ideas, right? "

Xu Jingheng finally spoke reluctantly: "The official family has great ambitions..."

"I am not ambitious. I am only in my twenties this year. What I am talking about is only the homeland of the Han and Tang Dynasties. It is just that the Song Dynasty divided half of the country for more than a hundred years. I am used to being useless, and I still want to deceive myself and others... For more than a hundred years, the Yanyun Han people

They don’t even recognize the south as a kinsman! Even more so in Jiaozhi!”

Xu Jingheng's expression changed slightly, but he still tried his best to respond: "But we still have to make peace with ourselves first before fighting against the outside world."

"I know!" Zhao Jiu immediately looked back. "But I am limited to the Western Region and Jiaozhi. It is inappropriate to try to attack the nobility. But it can't be said to be an unprovoked trouble, right?"

Xu Jingheng nodded helplessly: "Although I think it is indeed a bit far away, it may not be appropriate, but if there is a reason for the matter, it may not be impossible to try to discuss it."

"But it's still the same sentence." Zhao Jiu suddenly turned around and stared at the other party. "This kind of thing cannot be said... Last time, when I and Uncle Zongzheng talked about unspeakable things, we could only hide in the Main Hall...

…But Mr. Xu, where are there so many temples and monasteries in the world that allow our monarchs and ministers to come in and say these words anytime and anywhere?"

Xu Jingheng was silent for a moment, and Zhao Jiu stopped talking. The monarch and his ministers stared at each other for a long time behind the statues filled with tablets.

Finally, Xianggong Xu said: "After this battle, the officials have packed up Kansai and returned to Tokyo. Are they going to recall all the envoys and ministers from various places?"

"Yes." Zhao Jiu stood with his hands behind his back, facing the other party, very simply.

"Are we going to integrate the Western Army into the imperial camp after suppressing the rebellion?"

"yes!"

"Is it necessary to clarify the old and new parties and reestablish academics?"

"yes!"

"Is it necessary for both the DPRK and China to be integrated into one body, to act like an arm for the officials, and to carry out the New Deal?"

"Yes!" Zhao Jiu was still straightforward.
To be continued...