Qin Feng's answer was beyond everyone's expectations, and the entire Hall of Supreme Harmony fell silent.
Feeling the strange looks from all directions, Qin Feng coughed dryly and said with a smile: "A major national event like the expedition to Beidi should be discussed and decided by all the pillars of the country. I am just a commoner, how can it be my turn to say something about such a big thing?" Tao 4. If something goes wrong, even if you die, you will not be able to escape the blame."
These remarks, at best, call for caution in words and deeds; at worst, they sound cowardly.
The solemn and solemn Hall of Supreme Harmony could not help but burst into laughter, especially the Confucian scholars present, whose expressions could not tell whether they were arrogant or simply contemptuous.
"This Qin Feng is not as hopeless as the rumors say. At least he can clearly position himself."
"Haha, if this guy makes a long speech, it will be disgusting. But this can be considered sincerity. The most important thing is to have self-awareness."
Seeing all the Confucian scholars shaking their heads as if they were sure of victory, Emperor Liang still smiled but said nothing.
Qin Tianhu immediately realized that the saint was unhappy, and for fear of implicating the Qin family, he did not dare to tolerate it anymore. He quickly walked out of the crowd and shouted to Qin Feng in a low voice: "Today, you Confucian scholars will discuss the matter of the expedition to Beidi. All matters that have nothing to do with this will be postponed for later discussion, why don’t you get out of here quickly!”
Cheng Yin lightly stroked his long beard and closed his eyebrows. He did not look at Qin Feng and said bluntly: "I have always heard that Qin Feng, the son of the Minister of War, has some ingenuity. First, he presented diagrams of crossbows to the saints, and he also cleverly refined sugar. , it sounds like he is young and promising, but even though he is clever and clever, he is far away from the national war. Listen to your father and retreat quickly, this is not a place where you can cause trouble."
Guarding these sour scholars who "use pen as sword", Qin Feng rarely understood some etiquette. He always lowered his head and did not look directly at Emperor Liang.
But Cheng Yin, the so-called literati leader, did not take it to heart, and looked sideways: "Sir, what you said is very true, I have long admired your name, and it is a blessing in my life to see you today. I am quite puzzled in my heart, I wonder if sir, can you give me some advice?"
As soon as these words came out, before Cheng Yin could speak, Qin Tianhu couldn't stand it any longer and shouted in a low voice: "Qin Feng, don't mess around! If anything happens, we'll talk about it after you retreat from the court. How can you make a mistake in the main hall? "
Qin Feng pretended not to hear and just looked at Cheng Yin with a smile.
Although Cheng Yin is old, his body is quite strong. He stands like an ancient pine and sounds like a loud bell: "It's okay for me to study humbly, but it's just not appropriate for the time."
At this moment, Emperor Liang, who had been looking at the overall situation, suddenly smiled and said: "I am sure that all of you are tired from the debate. Why don't you take this opportunity to take a rest? Mr. Cheng, just give Qin Feng some advice. Don't worry about me." .”
The situation in the main hall has become extremely clear, and the balance of victory is completely tilted to the side of the peace faction. As long as a miracle does not happen, the war in Beidi will be postponed indefinitely.
This is the ending that Emperor Liang least wants to see.
Therefore, variables must be sought, and now looking at the civil and military forces of the dynasty, the so-called pillars of the country, the only person who can be called a variable is the seemingly unreliable commoner in front of him.
Since even Emperor Liang had spoken, even Cheng Yin could only put down his posture and said patiently: "It is a great merit to be able to give guidance to the younger generation. Qin Feng, what are your misunderstandings? Just speak clearly."
Qin Feng lowered his head and thought for a while, then made a "tsk" sound in his mouth. Such an indecent move made all the civil, military and Confucian scholars present frown.
Qin Feng did not seem to regard the Hall of Supreme Harmony as the most solemn place in the entire Liang Dynasty. Instead, he seemed to be in his own home, looking quite casual: "Since ancient times, those who conquer the world are all warriors, and those who govern the world are all scholars. How should this scholar be defined?"
As soon as this statement came out, all the Confucian scholars showed contempt.
Cheng Yin was also surprised. He didn't expect Qin Feng to ask such a low-level question, and he immediately blurted out: "Those who are better at reading poetry and books and are rich in economics are naturally literati."
Qin Feng said "Oh" and then asked: "I have read poetry and books since I was a child, have a belly full of economics, and have written a few poems, so can I be considered a literati?"
Cheng Yin already understood Qin Feng's deep meaning and answered neatly: "Forget it, but there is a difference between a literati who recites poems and writes a poem and a literati who is good at making strategies. I have also read the song "Out of the Fortress" you wrote. It is indeed a rare masterpiece, but it has nothing to do with the way of governing the country. I have been familiar with "Government Strategy" at the age of thirteen. At the age of nineteen, I can already recite "The Theory of Rich Nations" backwards and forwards. I can not only recite poetry, but also Argument. This is the difference between you and me."
As soon as these words came out, the Confucian scholars present were filled with admiration and looked at Cheng Yin with admiration in their eyes.
Emperor Liang remained calm, just quietly listening to the conversation between Qin Feng and Cheng Yin, his eyes moving back and forth between the two from time to time.
On the other hand, Li Zhan, who was standing beside him, was already sweating on his forehead, thinking that although Qin Feng was smart, it would be impossible to win against Cheng Yin.
The most nervous person at the scene was naturally Qin Tianhu.
How could he not understand in his heart that Emperor Liang had placed all his bets on Qin Feng. If Qin Feng lost, all the previous favors would cease to exist.
Losing the protection of the saint, in this turbulent court, is tantamount to committing suicide.
Just when everyone thought that Cheng Yin was determined, Qin Feng suddenly asked: "Since you are proficient in the strategy of governing the country, I dare to ask you a little question. Due to Beidi's frequent intrusions on the border, the cane sugar production areas in the northwest have The situation is seriously damaged, the sugarcane farmers have been working hard for a year but are unable to make ends meet, and there is also the appalling tragedy of losing children and eating them. I don’t know how to solve it?”
Cheng Yin stood with his hands behind his hands, meditating for a moment, and he had a strategy in his mind. He said leisurely: "There are two strategies. One is to move sugarcane farmers to the hinterland of the country. The other is to open warehouses for disaster relief. The sage will appoint officials to supervise that the disaster relief grain can arrive in full. In the hands of sugarcane farmers.”
Qin Feng's eyes shone with admiration on his face: "As expected of you sir, you can solve such problems so easily. Could it be that this good disaster relief strategy was also learned from the "Strategy of State Governance" by sir?"
Cheng Yin held his head high and his chest full of pride: "That's natural."
Seeing that Qin Feng actually started to flatter Cheng Yin, Qin Tianhu's face turned red and white, and he wanted to scold him several times. Unfortunately, this was the important place of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and without the permission of the saint, even if he was the Minister of the Ministry of War, he could only wait patiently. .
Qin Feng vigorously praised Cheng Yin's erudition, and then changed the topic with a confused look on his face: "Relocating the people is indeed a good strategy and can solve the problem once and for all. But sir, do you know how much money is needed to relocate the people?"
Cheng Yin, who had been full of pride just now, suddenly stiffened.
