"Chen Zhongcheng, I am the imperial censor in the palace, and I am in charge of correcting all the officials' misconduct in the court meeting. Chen Xianggong and others are ministers, and they are so menacing that they act like they are forcing the palace. Where is the etiquette of a monarch and his ministers?"
Li Zongmian was not afraid and fought back directly.
"The wise master will not be harsh in his remonstrances, but he will have a broad view; the loyal ministers will not avoid severe punishments but will rebuke them directly. If we allow treacherous and sycophants to cause trouble, and political affairs are in chaos, what use will I have to wait for these ministers?"
Chen Duanchang's face became serious and his voice became louder unknowingly.
"Ms. Chen, please be patient. You are disrespecting His Majesty by roaring in the hall like this. You have something to say, so you can speak frankly, but you must not threaten the public and confuse the public."
Li Zongmian replied coldly, neither humble nor arrogant.
To intimidate the public and confuse the public.
Zhao Hong's heart moved, his expression remained unchanged, he put down the tea cup and looked towards the palace.
Chen Duanchang, a dignified imperial minister and the censor Zhongcheng of the Song Dynasty, wouldn't it be just these two moments?
Li Zongmian's retort made Chen Duanchang furious. He shouted angrily at Li Zongmian, his face turning red.
"Although the country is large, it will perish if it is warlike. Moreover, those who are angry are contrary to virtue, soldiers are murderous weapons, and those who fight are at the end of the battle. In ancient times, when a king was angry, he would lay down his corpse and bleed, so the holy kings repeated it. The husband defeated the poor warrior. There is no one who doesn’t regret what he did.”
Chen Duan often blurts out his words with great impact.
"Today, the Tatars are powerful and their military power is at its peak. There is no one in the world who can compete with them. Even the Jin people have moved their capital to the south of the Yellow River to avoid their attacks. We, the Song Dynasty, have been at war for many years and our country is in short supply. At this moment, we are no different from the Tatars in using their troops. It's like hitting an egg against a stone. Your Majesty, be careful!"
Chen Duan often bowed respectfully to Zhao Hong on the throne, holding a scepter.
"Mr. Chen, although the world is peaceful, if you forget to fight, you will be in danger. The princes invigorate their brigade in the spring and organize their armies in the autumn, so they do not forget to fight. Could it be that the Tatars invade my land and kill my people, and we will just sit back and ignore it? Your Majesty, prepare for a rainy day. Is it still wrong to be prepared for any danger? Is it true that inciting the imperial students and fanning the flames is what ministers do?"
Li Zongmian was rude and confronted Chen Duanchang tit for tat.
The court hall became a arena for fighting between these two people.
"Okay, stop saying a word and listen to what I have to say."
Chen Duanchang still wanted to be upright and continue to argue. Zhao Hong put down the tea cup and spoke at the right time to stop him.
If this argument continues without end, will Xue Ji and Xuan Zhen be allowed to get up?
As for whether Chen Duanchang and others fanned the flames, it no longer matters.
"Your Majesty, I have a public heart and am doing it all for the sake of the Song Dynasty. Please kill the treacherous ministers and drive out the mediocre ministers, and give me justice!"
Chen Duan often wanted to remain unmoved and stubbornly presented the memorial.
"Your Majesty, what Xianggong Chen said is absolutely true! Please allow your Majesty to grant his permission and give back to the Great Song Dynasty..."
"I've said it, enough is enough. Everyone, step back and listen to me!"
Zhao Hong couldn't bear it anymore and decisively terminated Liu Bi's talk.
The majestic Emperor of the Song Dynasty, no one listened to his words in the court, and his vanity could not stand it.
Looking at Xue Ji and Xuan Zhen who were kneeling on the ground, Zhao Hong's face softened.
"Xue Qing, Xuan Qing, get up. As prime ministers, ministers participating in political affairs, and ministers of the country, you always give up your job. Is this loyalty to state affairs? Is this the foundation of a minister?"
Zhao Hong looked at the ministers in the hall, his face was ashen and he spoke, which was like vindicating the name of the two "treacherous ministers" on the spot.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, Your Majesty is wise!"
"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your insight!"
With all the officials in the palace looking at them in surprise, Xue Ji and Xuan Zhen stood up unsteadily and sat down carefully.
It was obvious that the emperor was supporting the two of them, so what else were they afraid of?
"Zhenqing, Liu Shilang, the implementation of the new policies on Liangzhe Road and Jiangnan West Road has not yet been completed. It is already March, and farming is busy. In February and March, it will be busy again in summer. The boundary change will not be implemented until autumn or next spring. . Huizi has depreciated and prices have soared. This has been a chronic problem of our Song Dynasty for decades. It’s not just about waiting for a year and a half, right?”
Zhao Hong spoke loudly, facing the two chief officials of the Ministry of Revenue, and the topic went astray.
"Your Majesty, it is true that the matter of changing borders can be postponed until the autumn, but changing borders is related to the country's foundation. It should be done sooner rather than later. Your Majesty knows this clearly."
Zhen Dexiu has no choice but to tell the truth.
"Liu Shilang, is the paper used for changing the boundaries appropriate? Is there anyone in the middle who is handling it? Are the gold, silver and copper coins prepared sufficient? Has the Ministry of Finance verified that it is correct?"
"Your Majesty, the new paper used for changing the borders will be ready in June. The gold, silver and copper coins are still being prepared, maybe not until after autumn. As for whether anyone has taken care of the paper, I don't know. I am about to go to Sichuan for investigation. .”
When Liu Bi came one by one, Zhao Hong couldn't help being surprised, his face remained calm.
"Since you are not fully prepared, there is no need to act hastily. Zhen Qing, Liu Qing, the new coins for exchange must be carefully supervised. This is a national matter, and you cannot slack off! The Anti-Corruption Department accompanied Liu Shilang to Sichuan, and thoroughly Check if the paper is missing and report it to me afterwards."
"I obey the order!"
Zhao Hong spoke kindly, but Zhen Dexiu and Liu Bi had no choice but to accept the order.
If something goes wrong with the new paper, there will be a proliferation of banknotes in the future. Sichuan papermaking is the source. Counterfeit currencies are constantly emerging on the market, and the papermaking factory cannot escape the blame.
"Qiao Qing, Ge Qing, Xue Qing, all things rise and fall, this is a natural number. We are Chinese virtues, respect the old and love the young. The two husbands are already over seventy years old, so they should take care of themselves and live in harmony with the way of heaven. You two What do people think?”
Zhao Hong spoke softly, Qiao Xingjian and Ge Hong were still stunned, and Xue Ji had already bowed respectfully and held a wat to express his gratitude.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
He is sixty-four years old this year, and he will retire at seventy, with five or six years left.
But Qiao Xingjian is different. He is sixty-nine years old. No matter how good his health is, he will retire next year. As for Ge Hong, he is already over seventy years old and although he is full of energy, Zhao Hong is no longer willing to use him.
"I obey the decree and thank you for your grace!"
Qiao Xingjian thanked him with a sad face.
Once you become an official, all your power and wealth will be lost. The emperor was taking this measure to punish him for talking too much, so why should he bother with it?
Ge Hong, the Minister of Punishment, was stunned and almost collapsed on the spot.
Qiao Xingjian is sixty-nine, but he is already seventy-five years old. Doesn't this mean that he has been "fired".
Why did he come to this muddy water?
What he didn't know was that his seat was already occupied and he couldn't take it anymore.
Zhen Dexiu was secretly surprised. As a result, all the relatives, friends and guests of Qiao family and Ge family who were waiting for Enyin to enter the official career have no chance of official career.
"Shilang Wei, how is your body and bones now? How is the acupuncture treatment given to you by the Imperial Medical Bureau?"
Facing Wei Wenweng, the Minister of Rites, Zhao Hong's voice became softer.
"Go back to your majesty and thank you for your kindness. After diagnosis and treatment by the Imperial Medical Bureau, I am much better now."
Wei Wengwen said respectfully and respectfully.
His chronic diseases were removed and his health improved greatly. This was also thanks to Zhao Hong who transferred him to the court and allowed the Imperial Medical Bureau to diagnose and treat him.
"Shilang Wei, when people are sick, they must be diagnosed and treated, and the same goes for border defense. Our border army of the Song Dynasty is prepared for rainy days and is on the alert. Isn't this to protect the people of the Song Dynasty from misfortune? If we watch our people of the Song Dynasty being tortured, Can you bear to kill people?"
Zhao Hong said loudly, as if he was referring to something, and Wei Wengweng quickly responded.
"I am ashamed. Your Majesty is arbitrary and I dare not go against it!"
Shukou is related to the stability of Sichuan and the overall situation of the world. It is the right way for the emperor to act cautiously and no one can hinder it.
"Qing Zou, Lin'an Prefecture was flooded this year and the people were displaced. You have seen the tragic situation. The Queen Mother also donated more than one million yuan to relieve the victims out of sympathy for the people."
Zhao Hong looked at Zou Yinglong and his expression became serious.
"People's livelihood is very difficult. How many people in the imperial court are sympathetic? Once the Tatars invade our Song Dynasty, are we going to watch the people of our Song Dynasty being slaughtered? There will be rivers of blood and corpses everywhere. You If the ministers in power are blocking the dispatch of troops, should we remain indifferent and allow the Mongolian troops to do evil?"
In the Dinghai Incident, tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians of the Song Dynasty died tragically. It is best not to have such a tragedy happen. Tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians were killed and injured, and the Mongolian army burned, killed and looted, but these scholar-bureaucrats in Lin'an City were still able to live happily.
But who cares about the lives of those innocent victims?
"Your Majesty, I know my mistake!"
Zou Yinglong's face turned red and he bowed respectfully.
He was born into a poor family and knew the plight of the people at the bottom. He was originally a follower of the leader and the Harmony faction, but after Zhao Hong's lecture, his position immediately became ambiguous.
Zhao Hong looked at Zou Yinglong who had returned to class, looked at his teacher, and put on a smile.
"My true lord, I have deployed border troops on the northwest border to prepare for future wars. What do you think?"
His teacher was truly virtuous, the most distinguished among courtiers, and a master of Neo-Confucianism in the Southern Song Dynasty. He wouldn't openly confront him, would he?
There is no point in fighting. The Mongolian army was a serious problem for the Song Dynasty. He would not compromise, let alone fail to resist. This was his bottom line and no one could touch it.
