"Ahem, let's talk about it. Don't be restrained, sir. I have no other intentions, just simply ask your thoughts."

In the palace of Prince Mu, Zhao Qi sat upright on the upper head, and on both sides of the lower head, there were more than a dozen ministers wearing court robes sitting in batches.

The leader is Huang Lu, the right chief of the Shangshu, whose courtesy name is Anzhong, and he is from Shaowu, Fujian.

He frowned slightly, looked up at the other colleagues present, and saw that everyone was hunching their necks and didn't know how to respond to Zhao Qi. He couldn't help but feel angry and funny.

Before, Zhao Qi was almost unable to reach the Supreme position because of his eye disease. Now Zhao Qi's vision has recovered, which is no different from ordinary people. If these people are so timid, they are afraid that none of them will get into Zhao Qi's eyes.

Zhao Qi, who was in charge, was also observing these ministers. Seeing their resentment, he felt inexplicably bored.

He sighed, looked at Huang Lu, and asked respectfully: "Teacher, what do you think?"

Huang Lu sat upright, gently twisted a long beard with his fingers like a dead tree, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, the people of Hejian Mansion have always been strong. If they can make them have enough food and clothing, they will be organized to build a mere 50,000 young and strong man."

Zhao Qi's eyes lit up: "Then, the teacher means to support my cooperation with Qingyun Club?"

"Um……"

Huang Lu dragged a long voice and said slowly: "Cooperation is OK, but now we have a dark eye to the real purpose of Qingyun Club. He is in the dark, I am in the light. I think it's not too late to wait for a while before talking."

Zhao Quan frowned slightly.

Seeing this, Huang Lu comforted him: "Your Highness, I hope you can be calm and restless. The so-called "knowing yourself and your enemy will never be defeated in a hundred battles. This matter concerns the life and death of the people of Hejian Prefecture, and they will never be careless."

"So... I'm listening to the teacher." Zhao Qi nodded helplessly.

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Fanlou.

King Duan Zhao Ji looked at the officials in the hall with a gloomy face, and his sword eyebrows frowned high.

"You mean, someone in the court has begun to shake?"

Zhao Ji looked at Cai Jing in the lower right corner and said in a slight resentment: "It's just that he has recovered his vision. Does he really want to fight with me?"

Cai Jing remained motionless, raised his eyelids and said with a smile: "Why should your highness be angry with him? For today, how long have you been in business and how long has he been in business? Besides, he is just a concubine, and it is not his turn to be in his mind or reasonable."

Zhao Ji slapped the table angrily and said annoyedly: "But Zhang Dun said he is Xu's eldest son."

Cai Jing raised his lips slightly: "Zhang Dun is just an indignant word. You know this as long as it is to contradict the Empress Dowager."

Speaking of Empress Dowager Xiang, Zhao Ji felt a little relieved. Empress Dowager Xiang was his greatest reliance. His sixth brother Zhao Xu is now getting worse and worse, and he may die at any time. If he wants to establish a new emperor, he has to leave the Empress Dowager Xiang at this level.

Although he knew it, Zhao Ji was still a little unhappy. His problem with Zhao had not been solved yet, and now a Zhao Qi jumped out.

If it was because of Yelu Yanxi's incident that he and Zhao Si were in trouble, wouldn't it be a good deal for Zhao Quan to reap the benefits of the fisherman?

Thinking of this, Zhao Ji frowned, looked down at the people in the hall, and said in a deep voice: "Who do you know the result of the Liao envoy's handling of the matter?"

When he asked, his eyes were fixed on a middle-aged man behind the crowd, "Zhai Si, you censors have always been observing all directions. Do you have any definite news?"

The censor named Zhai Si trembled and looked at the other officials beside him. Seeing that they were all silent, their faces suddenly became depressed. Why did it point me?

He stood up, bowed his hand, and said, "Go back to Your Highness, the matter of Liao envoy is still under discussion. However, when I came out of the Honglu Temple, I saw Lord Zhang walk out of the conference hall with a smile on his face. Then Yelu Yanxi and his group fell a lot of things in the inn."

"Oh?" Zhao Ji raised his eyebrows.

Zhai Si continued: "Mr. Zhang seemed to be confident in negotiations, and he also specially asked the imperial physician to go to treat Jin Wushu. As I saw, Master Zhang should have obtained unexpected benefits from the Liao people."

Zhao Ji knew that Zhang Dun didn't like him, and he didn't like Zhang Dun either. He felt even more unhappy when he heard that Zhang Dun had a good time.

Turning his head to look at Cai Jing, frowned and said, "Do you know Zhang Dun's intention?"

Cai Jing shook his head very simply, as if he felt the boredom in Zhao Ji's heart. He added: "If your highness really wants to know what happened here, I suggest you ask someone."

"who?"

"The new member of the Ministry of Rites, Li Gefei."

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Honglu Temple.

Li Gefei walked out of the conference hall with an uncertain expression, his face slightly pale, and his eyes were covered in blood.

After all, I haven't closed my eyes for two days and two nights. Even if I have a strong body, my mind cannot withstand such tossing.

Some officials from the Ministry of Rites walked out with him, and at this time, they yawned and looked at each other. Although their eyes were full of fatigue, they were filled with surprise and excitement.

"Mr. Zhang is Master Zhang. He takes down a state without a single soldier. Now there is a good show."

"Haha, who said no, Yanyun's Sixteen Prefectures have always been a heart-wrenching problem with my Song Dynasty. Lord Zhang is really amazing!"

"My admiration for the adults is like the endless river..."

"This time, thanks to Lord Zhang's strong enough. If it were someone else, I'm afraid Yelu Xiaoer wouldn't be so afraid."

"Hahaha, when I think of the expressions of the Liao people at that time, I want to laugh. This is the first time I have seen them break their teeth and swallow them in their stomachs."

"...Oh, by the way, Uncle Wen, how to draft the official document that Lord Zhang said just now? You have to teach me."

Li Gefei, who was walking in front, was stunned for a moment, turned around and looked at the person talking, frowned and said, "I won't participate in this matter. You Honglu Temple will definitely understand better than me."

"Uh, you can't say that."

The Minister of the Honglu Temple took two steps awkwardly, came to Li Gefei, and whispered: "You know, when did we win the Liao people in the negotiations? This time, not only did we get a state, but the Liao people were willing to release our 50,000 people from the Song Dynasty. However, the price we paid was minimal. It was the first time we had been in the 140th anniversary of the founding of the country..."

Li Gefei's mouth twitched unconsciously twice, but he only recovered a piece of lost land and saved another 50,000 Song people. Why did it seem like he had won a battle? Is it necessary to mobilize so many troops?

Thinking of this, he angrily attacked: "Don't be too happy too early. If you take back Youzhou, there are 50,000 Youzhou people, the price we have paid is not small. I guess the government may not agree to the two conditions on the Liao people."

"Uh...this..." Hearing Li Gefei's words, the smiles of the rest of the people froze and they fell silent one by one.

"The official loves the most is Princess Xu, the young girl. If the Liao people want her to go to Ding County, Youzhou, it must be because of the military's unpredictable intentions. I think this matter is a bit unstoppable. You should not be happy too early." Li Gefei sighed and walked straight to the door.
Chapter completed!