Under the fog of history, Zhao Mengqi was really unsure about Jia Sidao, and had no idea what he would choose.
Whether it is loyalty or traitor, let’s put it aside for now. After all, history books are also written by people, and they may not be very reliable, especially the history of the Song Dynasty. It was compiled by the prime minister of the Yuan Dynasty and a group of rebellious ministers and generals of the Song Dynasty, and it was almost irrational. The credibility of the original historical data from the 1960s is even more questionable.
The only thing that can be determined is that Jia Sidao is a powerful minister and a very capable powerful minister. Generally speaking, such a person must be very good at exploiting power and seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages.
In the current imperial dispute, especially before today, Zhao Mengqi was in a weak state, so Jia Sidao should have no reason to side with him.
No matter what, the soldiers will block the water and cover it with soil. Whether it is an enemy or a friend, we will find out later.
Zhao Mengqi shook his head, put aside his distracting thoughts, and looked at the audience. He found that most of the officials were staring at the memorial in Zhao Guanjia's hands, with some kind of expectation in their eyes.
Zhao Yun closed the memorial, pressed it between his palms, hesitated, and said slowly, "Jia Duanming said in the memorial that the situation along the Huaihe River has become tense again. The troops and horses on the opposite side have been mobilized quite frequently. There may be a possibility of invasion. Please ask the court." Be prepared early.
He also said,...When foreign enemies are watching, it is hoped that the imperial court must keep calm and maintain stability in the center, so as not to make the commander-in-chief and the border ministers have nothing to do, and the Northern Kingdom can take advantage of it. "
In other words, this means that I am fighting mines on the front line, and you guys in the back are safe and don't cause trouble, otherwise don't blame me when the Mongols invade.
However, many ministers did not believe it. They always felt that the officials must have tampered with Jia Xianggong's intention in order to favor the loyal king.
"Your Majesty, the memorial...can you let me see it?" Zhou Tan gritted his teeth and left for work.
"Huh?" Zhao Yun lost his temper, "Don't you believe me?"
Zhou Tan's heart trembled, he bit the tip of his tongue and summoned up the courage, "Your Majesty said something serious. I just feel that there may be some subtleties in Jia Xianggong's memorial that are easily overlooked. I suggest that the courtiers should read it together to avoid missing anything. , slacking off on military and national affairs."
"Haha, it's up to you, Mou Sheren, take it and read it out." Zhao Yun threw the memorial to Xiaohuangmen with an annoyed look on his face.
Mou Zi, a member of the Zhongshu House, took the memorial from Xiaohuangmen, opened it and glanced at it, his expression became strange, and he began to read, "...I would like to ask you to establish the crown prince as soon as possible, so that he can be calmed down by the title of crown prince." Many disputes have caused the government and the public to have no distractions and focus on serving the country. In addition, I have a private request. My youngest son Jia Ji is young and ridiculous, and is quite incompetent. However, I have pitiful parents in the world. I sincerely ask His Highness, King Zhong, to take care of him and discipline him more. , to become usable talents.…”
The first part was similar to what Zhao Yun relayed, but the following words surprised all the ministers.
What?
Mr. Jia actually knelt down?
This guy is so fucking shameless, he asked for a crown prince! ?
He didn't clearly say who he wanted to establish, which would have violated the duty of a minister, but every word in the words meant supporting the loyal king. In the end, he sent his son to the loyal king's hands, and the intention of kneeling and licking him was obvious.
The ministers were silent...
No matter which faction you belong to, they all think that Jia Sidao is too spineless!
Zhao Yun looked at the performance of the ministers and laughed in his heart. He didn't know my good heart and wanted to cause trouble for himself.
Xiao Tailai and the others looked at each other in confusion, wondering whether they should continue to attack King Zhong because they didn't have enough capital.
At this moment, there was movement in He Ningmen, and Yan Guifei's attendant Lu Yunsheng hurried out with Zhang Yiwei and others.
They walked around to the imperial court, but before Lu Yunsheng could explain his intention, Zhang Yiwei rushed forward and said, "Your Majesty, something bad is going on. The demonic aura suddenly surged..."
Before he could finish his words, some people began to fall down for no apparent reason among the people outside the meeting. Not just in one place, but everywhere. In each place, there were as few as four or five people, as many as 20 or 30 people. Suddenly His body was so soft that if someone hadn't squeezed him, he would have been knocked directly to the ground.
The people fell into panic, screamed one after another, and wanted to run away. However, the crowd at this time was like the sardine cans of later generations, with not much room to move.
"The evil dragon is coming! The evil dragon is coming!..."
"Help..."
"Amitabha, the Supreme Lord bless you..."
"You mother-in-law, please don't squeeze! If you don't let the evil dragon catch you, I will be trampled to death by you..."
"Ah... you're such a dirty guy, touch my ass!"
"What a bastard! You don't even urinate and take pictures, you're so dark and you have crooked eyebrows and squinting eyes, no one can even touch you!"
"My wife has fainted. Everyone, please step aside..."
The crowd became turbulent, like a pile of fish trapped in a big net, turbulently struggling, and the wall of forbidden soldiers acting as a fishing net was about to be unable to stop the crowd, causing the crowd to flow into the meeting area.
At this moment, the bells and drums on the walls of the imperial city rang together, and the trumpets continued, which slightly shocked the people's panic and allowed everyone to retain a trace of sanity.
Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Dong Huai and other important ministers persuaded Zhao Yun to withdraw into the imperial city. Zhao Yun was very moved and was about to nod when he heard Zhao Mengqi roar.
"Don't move!"
With a livid face, he stood in the middle of the throne and shouted to the ministers, "No one can move rashly! When the emperor leaves, the ministers want to leave! When the ministers leave, the soldiers have no intention of persisting! No movement is worse than silence!"
When Zhao Yun heard him shouting like this, his brows jumped, he sat up straight and said in a deep voice, "Deliver the message! I am still here, and the sky of the Song Dynasty will not fall!"
Xue Jin, who was armed with imperial weapons, immediately received the order, "All the squads listened to the order and declared in unison His Majesty's will. Imperial decree, I am still here, the sky of the Song Dynasty will not fall!"
The Banzhi imperial guards on both sides of the throne, under the command of the leading officers, began to shout in unison, "Imperial decree, I am still here, the sky of the Song Dynasty will not fall!"
The ministers were stunned for a moment, and then they understood. They shouted at the top of their lungs, "I'm still here, the sky of the Song Dynasty will not fall!"
It was a mess at first, but after a few sentences, it became neat and tidy.
At the same time, the horns and bells at the top of the city stopped, leaving only a dozen large cowhide drums beating out a steady beat. Then, flags of various colors were erected and began to swing wildly!
At this time, thousands of forbidden troops also began to shout after the ministers one after another, and finally shouted in unison, "Imperial decree, I am still here, the sky of the Song Dynasty will not fall!"
This imperial edict was short, but very powerful. Like a wave, it poured into people's ears and began to soothe the uneasiness in their hearts.
"Imperial decree, I am still here!"
The sentences became shorter, but seemed to be faster!
The common people were also infected by the power inside, and couldn't help shouting, "Imperial decree, I am still here!"
Soon after, south of Chaotianmen, there was only one voice left, resounding through the sky and shaking the earth, "Imperial decree!"
"Imperial decree!"
"Imperial decree!"
"Imperial decree!"
Screaming consumes a lot of physical strength and energy, and is also the easiest way to vent your emotions.
Whether it was excitement or fear, under such catharsis, they gradually left people's bodies.
The crowd began to calm down slowly.
Zhao Mengqi let out a long breath, and his heart dropped. It was so suspenseful!
The crowd going berserk this time was an unexpected surprise that exceeded his expectations!
If it is not controlled, tens of thousands of people will be in panic and a stampede will easily occur. The consequences will be unimaginable, and thousands of people may be killed or injured.
Thinking of this, Zhao Mengqi couldn't help but feel extremely angry. These opponents were really worse than pigs!
Looking up, Taoist Zhang, who had been the trigger and didn't realize it, had a pale face, and there was no trace of the demeanor of an immortal master.
Let’s see how I deal with this bastard like you later!
Zhao Mengqi spat secretly and gestured to Chang Geng behind him.
Not long after, a strange rhythmic bell rang from the top of the city, vibrating into the distance.
P. Hey, just average, third in the world, I’m in a bad mood, I’ll update one chapter first.
