Chapter 301 Let's See Who Holds the Key to Change the World

Above the imperial palace.

All officials believed that deploying troops from the south was a good idea.

After all, at this moment, the entire Northland army is in chaos.

Which army can come back to help?

But, can Xie Wu in Handan resist the Liao army's invasion?

If he can't and the troops from Jiangnan haven't arrived yet, what will happen to Bianjing?

Even if the southern army arrives, who will lead it? Who can defeat Yelv Renxian?

All the officials frowned when they thought about this.

Now Dazhou is facing an embarrassing situation.

The veteran generals are dying and getting old, and it is really difficult for them to take on major responsibilities.

But among the younger generation of generals, there are only five fingers left and right. Now, they are all unable to lead troops due to various reasons.

Besides, who among the young generals, except the one far away in the south of the Yangtze River, can fight Yelvren first?

Qin Zhen? He couldn't do it. Although he won the first battle, everyone knew that he was only 50-50 ahead of Yelu Xin at most.

etc.

The one from Jiangnan? !

Some officials suddenly beamed when they thought of this.

Yes, if the imperial court is willing to use Jiangnan, then can these problems be called problems?

only

Will the imperial court use it?

Just when they were thinking about whether to submit a letter to the court asking the court to appoint Wei Yuan as commander, the voice of Prince Zhao Xi sounded in their ears again.

"Since we have decided to recruit troops from Jiangnan, we need a coach."

"This palace proposes that Wei Yuan be appointed as the commander of the marching capital on Hebei Road."

As soon as these words came out, the officials were stunned at first, and then they immediately started talking about it. At the same time, some words that could not be said out loud came to mind,

"The prince appointed Wei Yuan as the commander of the marching capital. Is this the official intention?"

"Is this the official's plan to re-appoint Marquis Zhongyong?"

"This is a good thing!"

"yes!"

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They are not fools.

At this moment, only Wei Yuan stood up and could resist Yelv Renxian's attack.

If it had been anyone else, it would have been almost meaningless.

If it were normal, Zhao Xi would reuse Wei Yuan for no reason, and Zhao Zhen had no intention of doing so.

Then, Baiguan definitely disagrees.

After all, the civil and military factions are somewhat opposed to each other.

Wei Yuan is the pillar of the martial arts sect. His absence in the capital is beneficial to the scholar-bureaucrats.

But things are different now.

Someone needed to work hard and go to the front line, so they, the scholar-bureaucrats, all thought of Wei Yuan.

It would be okay if Wei Yuan wins, but if he loses, at least they won't be the ones to blame.

History books will not record the faults of these civil servants.

When there is a war, the generals are asked to work with their lives. When there is peace, the status of the generals is repeatedly belittled.

This is a method commonly used by the civil servants of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Of course, what is gratifying is that Zhao Xi, who is about to take the throne, is not an emperor who likes 'civilians' too much.

Among the younger generation of civil servant leaders in the future, such as Wang Anshi and others, there is a tendency to treat military commanders equally.

Generally speaking, as long as Dazhou survives this difficulty, a prosperous situation will always appear.

Now, the civil and military officials, after only a short heated discussion, bowed one after another:

"I support the appointment of Marquis Wei as commander!"

"I second the proposal!"

"I second the proposal!"

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When the words seconded were uttered, not only Zhao Xi breathed a sigh of relief, but even the officials who said those two words also breathed a sigh of relief.

Anyway, finally someone who can hold up the show is back.

At this moment, Manager Zhu suddenly came to Zhao Xi, bowed his head and said softly: "Your Highness, the Emperor has woken up and said that he wants to see you immediately."

Um?

Father is awake?

It doesn't matter when to wake up, why do you have to wake up after you activate Wei Yuan?

If the father knew about this

Zhao Xi frowned secretly.

After a brief thought, he simply made up his mind.

Whether it is for the sake of the country or the current situation, Wei Yuan should return to Beijing!

Although I am young, my father is already old!

"Wei Yuan has been appointed as the commander of the Hebei Road march and his position cannot be changed."

"Let him raise an army of 300,000 in the Jiangnan area and march northward in the shortest possible time!"

"The Ministry of Household Affairs and various departments must raise money and food at all costs!"

Having said this, Zhao Xi slowly stood up and followed Manager Zhu back to Zhao Zhen's dormitory.

On the way, Zhao Xi asked: "Manager Zhu, did my father say anything after he woke up?"

Manager Zhu bowed his head and said, "Your Highness, please forgive me. Just now, I was in the imperial palace and not in His Majesty's bedroom."

"But I heard from the servants serving His Majesty that Your Majesty has just woken up and will summon you."

Zhao Xi nodded thoughtfully.

As soon as he entered the dormitory, Zhao Xi saw several maids serving Zhao Zhen a bowl of sweet soup.

Today, Zhao Zhen, due to being bedridden for many years, has already lost weight to the point of foreskin, flesh and bones. Not only is there no color on his face, he looks like a living dead.

Every time he saw this, Zhao Xi swore in his heart that if one day he became emperor and was as sick and weak in his later years, he might as well just forget about it!

Once you become an emperor, you must maintain the majesty of being an emperor.

His father, the Holy Lord for forty years, lost all his majesty in his old age.

Zhao Xi would rather not have such an emperor and such a life!

"Father, my son is here!"

Zhao Xi walked forward and knelt down beside the dragon couch.

Zhao Zhen looked at Zhao Xi with narrowed eyes and waved to the maids around him.

Then, in an extremely weak voice, he slowly said:

"I already know what you said in the court hall."

"I never thought that the current situation would become so serious."

He remembered that the last time he knew about many wars, the enemy and ourselves were still in a stalemate.

Why has everything changed now?

The Liao army was almost reaching Bianjing.

"It's my son's incompetence that makes my father worried!"

Zhao Xi lowered his head, feeling ashamed.

Zhao Zhen shook his head hard, took a few deep breaths, and then said again:

"How can I blame you? I didn't let you use Wei Yuan. I know that you are a filial and good boy."

"It's good that you let Wei Yuan go to the north of the Yangtze River to meet King Qin."

"I have something I want to say to you, but I'm afraid. If I don't say it, I won't have the chance."

Zhao Xi suddenly raised his head, with tears already appearing in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Father, I am all ears!"

Zhao Zhen pursed his lips and waved his hand towards him, gesturing for him to come closer.

Zhao Xi came to the dragon bed.

Zhao Zhen stretched out his arms firmly and gently brushed away the tears on Zhao Xi's left eye. As for his right eye, he really didn't have the strength.

"My son, I'm sorry for you. You are still so young and you have to help my father clean up this mess. My father is powerless."

Zhao Zhen bit the last four words very hard.

The Holy Master for forty years, until his later years, actually said the words "powerless".

How desperate would it be to have the most powerful man in the world say the words "powerless"?

"Father."

Zhao Xi firmly held Zhao Zhen's broad but shriveled palm, and said with tears in his eyes:

"Father, you have done enough as a son."

"My son, I don't want you to die."

As he spoke, the future Renjun lay down on Zhao Zhen's dragon bed and burst into tears.

Completely disregarding the majesty of the prince.

At this moment, in front of Zhao Zhen, he really looked like a child under ten years old.

Since the invasion of Liao and Xia, many matters have been carried on the weak shoulders of this child.

How could he not feel tired? How can you feel safe? How can you not feel the pressure?

Now, at this moment, all the complicated emotions were finally released like a flood.

Zhao Zhen looked at his son intently.

There was sadness welling up in my heart.

If only, I could live for a few more years.

If, Liao Xia did not invade.

If I hadn't left such a mess for my son,

if

There is no need for this child, who is less than ten years old, to resist everything.

Zhao Zhen trembled with his lips and gently stroked the back of Zhao Xi's head.

Father and son were speechless for a moment.

After a long time, Zhao Zhen slowly uttered,

"Cry, cry"

"If you don't cry, you won't have the chance to cry again."

Zhao Xi choked and raised his head and looked at Zhao Zhen.

The latter continued to say seriously:

"In the future, you will be the emperor. As the emperor, you cannot cry, let alone shed tears. You must be strong and don't let others think that the emperor is just like ordinary people."

Zhao Xi nodded firmly and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves.

Now, Zhao Zhen doesn't even have the strength to cough.

He has never been so weak as he is today.

"If you ascend the throne, your mother will definitely be involved in politics. You are an independent child. Don't do scandalous things. Be kind to your mother."

Zhao Zhen said weakly.

He never worried that his wife, the queen of the Zhou Dynasty, could take away Zhao Xi's power.

He was only worried that Zhao Xi would hurt Empress Cao by seizing power.

He believed in his son.

Neither Wei Yuan nor Wang Anshi, nor anyone in the future, can take power away from Zhao Xi.

"Fortunately, you are still young, otherwise, as a father, I would not be able to rest assured that you should reuse Wei Yuan."

"Promise me something as a father."

"If you are in poor health, you will die earlier than Wei and Wang."

"You must execute these two people before you die!"

Zhao Zhen used his greatest strength to say the word 'execute'.

Zhao Xi felt like he was struck by lightning and said in confusion: "Father, I can understand why the Marquis of Wei should be executed. After all, the Marquis of Wei has a very high prestige in the army."

"I don't need to tell my father, my sons and ministers will not leave a powerful minister for future generations."

"But what should Wang Anshi, a scholar, be afraid of?"

Zhao Zhen said: "In the eyes of my father, the person I am most worried about is not Wei Qing."

"From what I can see now, Wei Qing is very loyal to you and to the Zhou royal family. The most important thing is that he has needs, fears, and people he cares about. This is his weakness."

"As long as people have weaknesses, they are easy to control, but Wang Anshi is different."

"He has no needs, and he can abandon his family at critical moments. What he wants is fame for all generations. What he loves is not my Zhao family royal family, but the thousands of miles of the Zhou Dynasty."

"When you were around, he didn't dare to do anything. If you were gone, would he become a powerful official? Would he rely on his own prestige and power to make unscrupulous innovations?"

"You must be careful."

Hearing this, Zhao Xi understood instantly.

Wei Yuan has people he cares about, and this is his weakness.

What Wang Anshi wants is to be famous for eternity, and for this purpose, he can give up everything.

If Zhao Xi was gone, what could Wang Anshi not do for the reform?

If the reform succeeded, it would be fine. But what if it failed? I am afraid that the country would not be able to rule the country.

Moreover, people's hearts are fickle.

"Father, I understand."

At this point, Zhao Xi burst into tears and laughed, "Father, I am still so young. Even if I have to endure, I can outlast the two of them."

Zhao Zhen nodded, "Father, I naturally hope that my son can live a hundred years."

Then, he felt tired and closed his eyes again, muttering only:

"When Wei Qing comes to Beijing, let him come to see me immediately."

"I want to see him again, see my good Wei Qing."

For Zhao Zhen, meeting Wei Yuan in his later years was a gift from God.

Once upon a time, God took away a Wuxiang Duke from him and gave him a Zhongyong Marquis. He thought that God had treated him well.

Unfortunately, he couldn't hold on any longer.

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That day, an 800-mile urgent imperial edict was sent to Jiangnan.

On March 15, the eighth year of Jiayou.

Wei Yuan received an imperial edict in Taihu Villa, asking him to raise 300,000 troops in Jiangnan, Guangnan, and Fujian to go north to defend the king.

At this time, in Taihu Villa.

Lin Zhaoyuan and Chen Daniu said one after another:

"My Lord, I will go to Fujian Road to raise troops in the shortest possible time, advance to the north, and meet you."

"Fuck, I finally waited for this day. I have long wanted to meet the so-called elite of the Liao Kingdom!"

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Just now, Wei Yuan discussed with them.

Now, Jiangnan can send out 100,000 troops.

As for Fujian Road and Guangnan, they are too far away from Jiangnan.

If we wait until the 300,000 troops are fully raised, I am afraid that the opportunity will be cold.

Therefore, we can't delay any longer.

Wei Yuan will lead 100,000 troops from Jiangnan to the north first, and as for the rest of the troops, they will be raised by Chen Daniu and others.

"There is no time to lose, Zhaoyuan, Daniu, listen to my orders."

Wei Yuan suddenly spoke.

The two of them clasped their fists together, "Please give the order, General Wei!"

Wei Yuan said in a deep voice: "Lin Zhaoyuan, I will leave the matter of recruiting soldiers in the two routes to you."

"Chen Daniu, immediately gather the garrison forces in Jiangnan, set off tomorrow, and go north to defend the king!"

Chen Daniu laughed and said, "Yes, sir!"

"Brother, you still understand me. Damn it, this time, I must personally see Yelu Ren off to his death!"

He was afraid that Wei Yuan would take Lin Zhaoyuan away and leave him in the south to gather troops.

If that happened, I'm afraid Chen Daniu would go crazy.

Wei Yuan glared at him fiercely and said, "How many times have I told you that when leading troops into battle, you must call your position!"

Chen Daniu's face was solemn, "Yes!"

Wei Yuan patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Don't worry, you have to fight this battle."

Then, he looked at the regional map, his eyes focused on the direction of Bianjing City, and murmured:

"Yelü Renxian, I have long wanted to fight you in an open and square battle."

It's not that Wei Yuan has never fought with Yelu Renxian, but that time, Yelu Renxian's opponent was Zhang Fu, not him.

This time, Wei Yuan faced Yelu Renxian as the main commander.

Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, let's see who holds the magic machine to change the world.