Zhao Hong's words were too sharp and the scope of the attack was too wide. The censors were all excited and restless.
If the emperor hadn't been here and this was the palace hall, they would have rolled up their sleeves and stepped forward to fight.
Liang Chengda once again shouted angrily.
"Your Highness, we serve as the eyes and ears of the imperial court by impeaching and investigating officials' faults, recording the movements of the imperial court, and impeaching officials' court rituals. How can we say that we are useless? You look down on the official imperial weapons like this. Could it be that you are dissatisfied with the imperial court? , are you dissatisfied with my official family of the Song Dynasty?"
"Your Highness, please explain clearly, how come my words are useless?"
Li Zhixiao spoke next, his face flushed and his ears red, his voice soaring to the top of the hall with a fierce voice.
"Your Highness, you'd better tell me how these officials like us have become zombies? If you can't explain clearly, I will impeach you in front of Your Majesty today for the crime of contempt for public instruments!"
Yang Jian, the censor Zhongcheng, blushed and scolded angrily.
The status of Yushitai is transcendent. The civil and military officials of the entire dynasty, princes, ministers, and even the emperor of the dynasty all respected the censors. Even if there is no evidence, the censors can still report the matter and impeach anyone.
There is no doubt that Zhao Hong has stirred up a hornet's nest. He was attacked by the excited public commentators and was left to fight alone. The situation was not good.
Zhao Kuo remained calm on the throne, and the Qingliu officials in the court remained silent. No one stood up to speak out for the lone brave Zhao Hong.
Zhen Dexiu coughed and was about to bite the bullet and speak. Zhao Hong, a popular man, sneered and started to challenge the speaker again.
"The Yanguan inspects the gains and losses of officials and punishes corruption. Then why did we, under the Song Dynasty, punish corruption and corruption became common? Don't you Yanguan have any faults at all?"
Zhao Hong glanced at Shi Miyuan, the corners of his mouth raised, as if he was laughing at himself.
Zhao Hong was furious and pointed at Shi Miyuan.
"Fellow officials, since you have heard that you are doing things for the country and the people, then the Prime Minister monopolizes power and destroys the established system of governance. Why don't you say a word? Could it be that you have to do things differently for each person? Are all the officials you impeached weak and can be bullied?"
The biggest feature of the Song Dynasty's prime ministerial system was the division of prime ministerial power. Although there were cases where the prime minister was also the privy envoy, they were all special cases to deal with war situations. Since the second year of Jiading, Shi Miyuan has been independent for fifteen years and has monopolized power. It can be said that starting from Shi Miyuan, the prime minister and privy council became the custom. This was also the direct reason why the imperial power collapsed in the late Southern Song Dynasty and the powerful ministers handed over the dictatorship to the prime minister.
All the officials in the court were silent, the censors looked ugly and sullen, and everyone looked at Shi Miyuan.
Shi Miyuan's slightly raised lip corners returned to normal, and his face immediately darkened.
"Mr. Ji, it's useless to talk too much. Do you have any good strategies to deal with the Tatar cavalry? You're not just talking about it just for the sake of rhetoric, are you?"
Shi Miyuan was sullen and silent. Liang Chengda glanced at Shi Miyuan nervously and quickly spoke, returning to the previous topic.
Liang Chengda's words made Zhao Hong furious.
This fat black man has no shame. One day, he must beat this troublemaker to the end and prevent him from causing harm to the country and the people again.
"Mr. Ji, the Tatar cavalry dominates the world. Although our dynasty has the advantage of boats, the cavalry is always a big weakness. Tell your majesty, how can we deal with the invincible Tatar cavalry?"
Wei Liaoweng came out and returned to the topic.
When the palace accused Shi Miyuan of being authoritarian, it sounded satisfying, but it would cause endless troubles.
This Duke of Ji is fierce and fearless, and his courage is much greater than before.
At least, Zhao Hong had never done anything to confront Shi Miyuan in the main hall before.
"Mr. Ji, if you have a way to deal with the Tatar cavalry, you might as well tell it and listen. I am all ears."
Zhao Kuo on the throne looked calm and spoke softly.
When the emperor spoke, the ministers in the palace stopped talking and returned to the train one after another, looking at Zhao Hong together.
"Your Majesty, given the current lack of war horses in the Song Dynasty, the only way to deal with the invincible Tatar cavalry is just two words, "firearms"!"
"Father" asked in person, Zhao Hong did not dare to hide his clumsiness and went straight to the topic.
To deal with the highly mobile cavalry, there are no airplanes, cars, motorcycles, or even bicycles, only firearms that transcend the times, that's all.
"Mr. Ji Guo, please explain more clearly."
Zhao Kuo frowned slightly, obviously becoming interested.
How can this donkey-tempered man know so much?
Could it be that I really underestimated him?
"Your Majesty, when the Tatars are fighting against the Jin people, they are most afraid of their firearms, especially the thunderbolts and sudden fire guns. I visited some folk craftsmen and found that the thunderbolts and sudden fire guns can be improved to make them more powerful and lethal. It’s stronger, whether it’s in a field battle or defending a city, it’s a powerful weapon for killing enemies!”
Zhao Hong bowed to Zhao Kuosu on the throne and solemnly said so.
The scope of truth is only within the range of artillery.
This is a saying he remembers from the days of the jungle.
"Your Majesty, I have volunteered to cast firearms. Your Majesty, please bring the corresponding craftsman from the Ministry of Industry's Arms Department to cast this important military weapon for emergencies!"
Seeing Zhao Kuo thinking without speaking, Zhao Hong boldly continued.
This may be a bit of knowledge he can gain from later generations to help extend the life of this dying dynasty.
"this……"
Sure enough, Zhao Kuo hesitated for a while and his eyes fell on Shi Miyuan, the prime minister in the palace.
Zhao Hong looked at it carefully, feeling a sense of sadness in his heart despite his anger.
The majestic Emperor of the Song Dynasty, the king of a country, had to rely on others even for such a trivial matter, which is really sad.
I don’t know how the ministers and ministers in the main hall could record the king’s weakness and bitterness.
"Your Majesty, Thunderbolts and Fire Guns are not uncommon in our dynasty. The border guards also prepare many of these firearms. The weapons workshops in Jingzhou alone can produce thousands of Thunderbolts every month. It's much better than the gold ones. There seems to be no reason to recast it."
Shi Miyuan spoke slowly.
In the main hall, there was a roar of laughter.
Zhen Dexiu and Wei Liaowen looked at each other, both frowning.
Zhao Hong humiliated himself. These people were all watching Zhao Hong's jokes, but they had nothing to say.
"The frog at the bottom of the well sits down and looks at the sky, but he doesn't know how big the world is. He thinks he knows everything and knows everything, but he is just talking about it, which is beyond foolishness."
Zhao Hong scolded the scoffers coldly, causing their laughter to stop abruptly. He faced Shi Miyuan and asked loudly.
"Xiang Shi, what is the lethality of the thunder you mentioned? Can it be used in field battles?"
In the main hall, there was silence again.
"The sky-shaking thunder is probably within 20 steps, and anyone who touches it will either die or be injured. As for whether it can be used in field battles, I'm afraid it depends on the specific terrain. Your Highness, why do you ask this?"
Shi Mi remained silent, and Wei Liaoweng was impatient and introduced him.
Although the Song army had firearms, their lethality was limited, and they still relied mainly on cold weapons such as swords, guns, bows and crossbows. Iron artillery is also used to defend the city. For field battles, heavy armored infantry and crossbowmen are required.
He became curious and wanted to know what Zhao Hong meant.
All the officials in the palace, including Emperor Zhao Kuo, all looked at Zhao Hong.
The heat on Zhao Hong's face dropped a lot.
He seemed to feel that he was too impulsive and could not bear his temper, and fell into the trap of the other party. The other party may be waiting for him to take the initiative to make a fool of himself.
"Thank you Mr. Wei for informing me!"
Zhao Hong bowed to Wei Ling and Weng Su, then turned around, his face full of arrogance again.
"Your Majesty, the thunderbolt I want to make can explode and kill people, not just burn. The thunderbolt I want to make can be thrown 50 steps away and kill the enemy 50 steps away. The Tatars have cavalry, and I can make artillery. , with a range of three to five hundred or even more than 500 steps, and one shot can cause dozens of casualties to dozens of people. As for the musket, the range can also reach more than 50 steps, killing people, breaking armor, destroying everything, and is more lethal than a crossbow. !”
Zhao Hong made a generous speech, but felt a little weak in his heart.
Artillery and muskets are nothing more than iron pipes on the left and right. The most important thing is the evolution of gunpowder.
At this time, what he relies on is the innate advantage brought by the explosion of knowledge in later generations.
I just don’t know if various raw materials and attempts can achieve the desired effect.
All the officials in the palace were shocked by Zhao Hong's lies.
"Your Highness, the thunder can explode and kill people, and the artillery range can reach three to five hundred steps. Are you serious about this?"
Shi Miyuan stared at Zhao Hong with cold eyes.
Forget about the thunderbolts and the sudden fire guns, now there is an artillery with a range of three to five hundred steps, which is unheard of.
This coward, is this a joke, or is he just trying to please others?
"Mr. Ji Guo, don't talk nonsense. Do you dare to issue a military order in front of His Majesty and all the ministers in the palace?"
Liang Chengda, the fat black censor, screamed.
"Mr. Ji Guo, this matter is of great importance, so we can't just talk nonsense!"
Another spokesman, Li Zhixiao, continued to stimulate the generals.
"What kind of military order does the Duke of Ji need to do to serve the country? This is the Great Song Dynasty, and it is not a military attack on the city. The Duke of Ji will not talk nonsense, just to share the country's worries!"
"Your Highness, just do your best on this matter and don't let others lead you."
The censors fanned the flames just to get Zhao Hong to take the bait. Fearing that Zhao Hong would be impulsive, Wei Liaoweng and Zhen Dexiu quickly spoke to persuade him one after another.
"Your Majesty, military and national affairs are nothing but child's play. I am willing to issue a military order to cast thunder and new cannons within one year, and to build new muskets in one to two years. If not, I am willing to retire to the mountains and forests forever. Don’t enter the Great Song Dynasty Hall!”
Zhao Hong bowed to Zhao Kuosu on the throne with great solemnity.
If he retreats to the mountains and forests, he will probably be killed.
The only advantage was that Shi Miyuan didn't know about the "civet cat for the prince" thing yet, and he already knew about his conspiracy.
You cannot leave your destiny in the hands of others. Doing something, walking and watching, seems to be the only right choice at the moment.
"Your Majesty, Duke Ji Guo is dedicated to serving the country, and his heart is commendable. I ask your Majesty to issue an order to let Duke Ji Guo go to the Ordnance Factory of the Ministry of Industry to forge firearms, do his best for the country, and share your Majesty's worries!"
Sure enough, Shi Miyuan played the Tao loudly and energetically.
"I would like to express my opinion to the Prime Minister!"
"I also second my opinion on the history of the matter!"
"Please allow your majesty to allow Duke Ji to share your majesty's worries!"
Ministers such as Xuan Zhen and Hu Ju, the political counselors, Mo Ze, the censor, and Liang Chengda, the fat black man, all came out one after another and seconded Shi Miyuan's proposal.
On the other hand, Wei Liaoweng, Zhen Dexiu and other ministers looked at each other with worry.
This Duke of Ji Guo couldn't be the one who brought it to the main hall after reading some shady ancient books and trying to please the officials of the Song Dynasty.
This joke is about to get bigger!
"To share the country's worries, don't talk about retreating."
Zhao Kuo remained calm and spoke softly.
"Mr. Ji Guo, I ask you to promote the Ordnance Institute of the Ministry of Industry to concentrate on the development of firearms and do a good job for the imperial court."
Zhao Hong is so calm and composed, is he really confident?
"I sincerely follow your majesty's teachings! Thank you for your grace!"
Zhao Hongsu bowed and bowed respectfully.
It seems that in the heart of this Song Dynasty official, he still cares about his "adopted son".
He was promoted to an official position in the Ordnance Department of the Ministry of Industry. This was his first assignment in the Song Dynasty.
After the court meeting was over, Zhao Hong left the hall and was immediately followed by several ministers.
"Your Highness, can you really make firearms?"
Wei Liaoweng, the minister of the Ministry of War, came out and grabbed Zhao Hong.
Zhao Hong was about to answer when he saw Shi Miyuan following closely behind a group of ministers, swarming in front and behind, leaving without anger or authority, without squinting his eyes.
Many of the ministers around Zhao Hong had left without knowing it, leaving only two or three people.
"Servant Wei, give me one year and I will definitely surprise you."
Zhao Hong was noncommittal, but seemed confident.
Wei Liaoweng looked Zhao Hong up and down and saw that he didn't seem to be talking nonsense, then he nodded and left.
"Your Highness, why do you have to be brave and have the same experience as Shi Miyuan?"
"Your Highness, if you can't make it, you will be looked down upon by the officials. Why is this necessary?"
Shi Miyuan and others left, and several enthusiastic ministers came up, but Zhao Hong shook his head and left one by one.
Xu Xuan, the young minister of Dali Temple, came up. He stroked his white beard, looked around, smiled and whispered:
"Your Highness, a few days ago, I went to the Jingci Temple in West Lake for a spiritual retreat. I happened to meet Princess Yi who came to the temple to offer incense and pray for His Highness. When talking about Your Highness, Princess Yi was very emotional and even shed tears. The love between mother and son is deep, and Your Highness has Kong, it’s better to go and see the princess. All the beauties in music and music are empty, only family ties cannot be let go. Besides, the officials have always respected Princess Yi."
Xu Xuan left with a smile, leaving Zhao Hong confused and it took him a long time to react.
This old man with a white beard is indeed a smart... old fox.
During the Jiading period, the imperial court ranked the temples in the south of the Yangtze River, and the Jingci Temple in West Lake was listed as one of the Five Zen Mountains with the title "Hong Shengjia in Hushan". It is also known as the "Nanping Evening Bell" on the lake. The five-story main hall in the center of the temple is equipped with side halls on both sides and 33 pavilions, halls, pavilions, and towers. The temple has thousands of monks and is extremely prosperous. place.
Mother hands line, wandering clothing. Departure thick seam, meaning fear of delay in return.
Unexpectedly, his stepmother, Princess Yi, went to West Lake Jingci Temple to pray for him. There were actually people who cared about him in this world.
The grace of raising me for more than ten years is something I have to go and see. Even if Princess Yi and his rival for the throne, Zhao Guicheng, the heir of Prince Yi, are now in the same mansion, even if he doesn't want to see Zhao Guicheng, he still has to go and see his stepmother.
Turning to Princess Yi for help may help improve the current predicament.
Zhao Hong couldn't help but feel hot in his face.
Isn't this kind of thinking too dirty?
He has to adapt to the new environment quickly, otherwise he will be confused for a long time just in terms of interpersonal relationships.
