The front line is in danger.
There was a dead silence in the Wenzheng Hall. After Wu Jincao passed the edict, he knelt down behind the prince and the vassal king again, bowing his head and saying nothing.
The iceberg melted in the copper basin, and the sound of pouring into the basin suddenly became louder, and even had an echo, reverberating in human ears.
The emperor's expression changed again and again, and in the end, only the mighty sky remained, and all his emotions seemed to be contained, so that no one would notice.
"Everyone, get up." The emperor nodded and handed the memorial to Zhang Chongfeng. "The war is coming, and the border is in a hurry."
His anger just now had been suppressed, and he made a trade-off in an instant - the Mo family was temporarily unable to move.
This breath was stuck in my chest, and I couldn't go up or come down. I almost vomited a mouthful of black blood.
"I was just so confused." He looked at the edict drafted by Wu Jin. "I almost lost my troops and generals because of a whistleblower letter, which chilled the hearts of the soldiers. Fortunately, I was only in the palace, so I didn't make anyone laugh."
He waved his hand and said, "Throw it into the stove."
Zhang Fengfeng held the paper and led the chamberlain to the Jin Suanni incense burner. The chamberlain opened the lid and removed the incense tablets.
Zhang Ji threw the paper into the fire, and when the flames licked it, green smoke immediately appeared above the incense burner, burning a stream of burnt incense. When the smoke dissipated, the paper turned into ashes, the incense tablets were replaced, and the incense burner was covered.
Everyone understood the emperor's unfulfilled intention - they must completely forget about the sudden anger just now.
The border situation is extremely urgent. Even if Mo Lingfeng commits a heinous crime, he will wait until after this battle.
If you fail, you will be punished for several crimes.
If you win, you will have merit and no guilt.
The emperor ordered Zhang Gong to summon the Privy Council to come to the Wenzheng Palace to discuss matters, leaving the prince and the King of Wei in the palace. Wu Jin stood in the corner and drafted edicts at any time.
When the Privy Council came, it was already noon. Wu Jin was hungry in his belly, his hair was wet and he was lying in the futou. His back was already soaked with layers of cold sweat when he was in Cao Zhao. The closer he got to the iceberg in the copper basin, the more he felt. Feeling cold all over the body.
He held back his discomfort and watched the prince and the King of Wei pass on the military situation, and then listened to the words of the Tian family father and son to figure out the content of the military situation.
The archers of Gaoping Village were on the watchtower. Based on the number of cooking smoke, latrine pits, and emergency vehicles burning in Jinlu's camp, as well as the formation during military training, they judged that Jinlu had gathered 13,000 people. At the same time, they found a large number of weapons, armor, and weapons. Food and grass are transported to the camp.
In addition, Jinlu also concealed what appeared to be gunpowder and entered the fortress in large numbers.
For the first time, Gaopingzhai requested the court to send additional reinforcements.
On such a hot day, everyone felt that the cold snow was pouring down from their heads, and the chill was flowing through their limbs and bones, and their whole bodies were cold.
Why Jinlu had gunpowder is not a rare thing.
When the Jinlu attacked the city, Tiefutu charged in the front, strong troops mounted on the city wall from the rear, and gunpowder fell from the sky. The officers and soldiers of Gaopingzhai thought that they could not escape, which was a fool's errand.
The only way is to leave the fortress and fight for it.
The emperor's face was solemn, and the ginseng soup snacks that Zhang had brought in remained untouched. The principal and deputy envoys of the Privy Council, and the three chambers of Li Fang, Beimian Fang, and Hexi Fang accepted the order and entered the Wenzheng Hall sweating profusely.
The five of them were all in a hurry. Bei Fang Chengzhi's whole body smelled of sour vinegar and he didn't know what he was eating before he came. There were still grains of rice stuck to the deputy's buttocks, which was pinched away quietly by a chamberlain.
The atmosphere in the hall was gloomy.
The emperor, Taizu, the King of Wei, and the Privy Council first discussed where the Jinlu gunpowder came from and whether the north and south workshops had been carefully infiltrated; the second discussion was about the Jinlu siege battle, which was imminent. If the 50,000-strong army in the fort could not resist, the country would be destroyed. How should the court respond, whether to send more reinforcements to Kuanzhou Fort; the third discussion is whether Zhong Jiaqing should add deputies when he is old and has a large army under his control.
With all this going on, everyone was arguing endlessly while paying attention to the emperor's face. The conversation changed faster than in a Sichuan opera.
No one noticed the expression of Wu Jin standing quietly behind him. His back was straight and his eyes were calm. He seemed to have already anticipated the answers to all the questions. There was still a little coldness hidden under his calm face.
After discussing for an hour, everyone except the emperor had their legs numb. The elderly could not help but want to go to the official room. The noisy hall gradually became quiet, waiting for the emperor to make the final decision.
The emperor's ruling was no different from what Wu Jin thought.
No reinforcements were given to prevent the armies from disobeying the fort's deployment, which would lead to discord among the army and damage morale. Instead, they only dispatched garrison troops from neighboring prefectures and entered Kuanzhou to wait for opportunities.
Once Gaopingzhai falls, Gaopingzhai will be abandoned immediately, the gates of Kuanzhou Prefecture will be closed, and all-out efforts will be made to resist the enemy.
Wu Jin knew in his heart that the emperor wanted to use this opportunity to fight and wear down Mo Lingfeng's strength.
The best outcome is that Gaopingzhai is defended and all Mo Lingfeng's faction is killed.
Secondly, no additional gunpowder or weapons should be distributed to prevent them from being used by the golden captives again.
Wu Jin also knew that the emperor was worried that too much gunpowder and weapons would fall into Mo Lingfeng's hands, making it even more difficult to control them after the war.
Finally, the emperor ordered Wu Jin to issue an imperial edict and appoint Zhong Jiaqing as the third-rank Huaihua general and Mo Lingfeng as the third-rank returning general and deputy capital commander of the army. The emperor and his ministers would work together to defend against the barbarians.
After Wu Jin drafted the imperial edict, he handed it over to the emperor for painting, and the emperor issued an order to record Huang Xuanxing. After everything was done, when Wu Jin came out of the Wenzheng Hall, it was already the last sign of Shen Shi.
In the late summer and early autumn, at the end of Shenshi, the sky was filled with rays of rays. The sky was a fiery red, burning from the horizon to the eaves of the palace. Under the dazzling rays of the rays, the splendid palaces became increasingly rich and colorful.
The tired courtiers hurriedly left the palace, and Wu Jin went to Hanlin Garden to hand over his duties. The King of Wei suddenly walked side by side with him and sighed: "The state affairs are really difficult. Last year, there were constant snowstorms and locust plagues, and the national treasury was tight. I just managed to scrape off some money from my clan." The layers of skin must be saved for the war. I really don’t know what to do in the future. Even if Academician Wu squeezes the oil out of the bones of the clan members, it will probably be useless."
Wu Jin's expression remained unchanged and his steps were steady: "Your Majesty's concern for the country and the people moves the heaven and the earth."
There was no wind, only the sound of wind brought by Wu Jin as he walked. The palace was so vast, but for Wu Jin, even breathing had to be endured.
There are many eyes and ears in the palace, and there is no need for walls. A chamberlain standing in the corner can pass the news out and turn it into a sharp sword for power.
King Wei looked at him with a smile but not a smile: "This secret letter and the military information are one after another. They use force to suppress power, and then use merit to outweigh it. They use good means. The timing is so accurate. Is there someone in the Mo family?" In the DPRK, domestic and foreign affairs?"
"Your Majesty, if you have any doubts, please let your Majesty know."
"Your Majesty is wise, how can such trivial matters be hidden from His Majesty's eyes? I'm sure he will start investigating after His Majesty is finished with the war."
"Yes, Your Majesty, Holy Ming."
Wu Jin was still flawless and smiling. King Wei could not follow him to Hanlin Garden, so he had to separate on the side road and leave the palace.
Hanlin Garden was the hottest at this time, and the food brought by the chamberlain was placed on the table. It was greasy and cold. Wu Jin ordered the chamberlain to take it away before leaving the palace.
It was already Youshi when he left the palace.
The heat had subsided a little, and there was finally a coolness in the wind. Wu Jin strode towards the rented house. As soon as he entered the street, he suddenly heard someone shouting above him: "Wu Jin!"
Wu Jin looked up and saw a fat, white head coming out of the window on the second floor of the restaurant, looking at him with a sneer on his face.
(End of chapter)
