Li Yanqing hurriedly urged him to come forward, clasped his fists and said, "I am not good at ease, see the general!"

"Yanqing, this is your first time in court!"

"That's right! But some basic rules are already known."

Cao Ping glanced at the silverfish bag on Li Yanqing's waist and nodded with a smile. Since he knew to hang the silverfish bag he was given, it means he knew the rules.

Cao Ping said again: "My granddaughter caused you another trouble yesterday."

"I'm very willing to take her shopping on holidays, but it's not very convenient."

Li Yanqing implicitly told Cao Ping that he should take charge of his granddaughter and not let her break into the Censorate again.

"Yes! Actually, my mansion is very strict. She can't leave the mansion alone. Yesterday, her brother Cao Xing took her out without permission. Last night, I scolded him fiercely and promised that there would be no next time. In addition, I will make up for the money Yanqing spent for her as much as possible."

Li Yanqing smiled slightly, "It's my intention to buy her something, don't talk about money."

Cao Ping was quite apologized. He thought for a while and said, "I have a family dinner on the tenth day of this month. Some relatives and friends came to attend. There were very few people. I wonder if Yanqing can enjoy his face?"

Li Yanqing hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement, "Since the general spoke, how dare Yanqing not come!"

Cao Ping laughed and said, "Let's go! Don't delay the court meeting."

Li Yanqing bowed to him with a fist and urged his horse to continue to go to Xuande Gate.

When you arrive at Xuande Gate, except for the prime minister who can continue walking in a sedan chair, other officials must dismount and walk until they pass the North Gate. There is a priest who holds the horse-drawn sign here, and the prime minister also needs to dismount and walk. However, passing through the North Gate is Daqing Square, which is a temporary waiting area for court.

There are about a quarter of an hour before the time for court. Daqing Square is full of officials waiting for court, and there are more than a thousand people. They gather together in groups of three or three, discussing what they are.

Although Li Yanqing was favored by Liang Shicheng, Cai Jing and others, his connections in the court were still very weak. In various circles of the court, he was still away for the time being. Even high-ranking officials who knew Liang Zhongshu, the Minister of Justice and Zheng Zhi, the Minister of Dali Temple, just smiled and nodded when they saw Li Yanqing, and then continued to chat with people around him.

"Censor Li!"

Finally someone called him. When Li Yanqing turned around, he saw that his immediate boss Deng Yong ran over, "I'm so sorry, I happened to be away yesterday. I didn't expect that there would be a temporary dynasty today, so I couldn't notify you in time."

"Zhengbu Liu has told me."

"He just told you to go to court today, but he didn't tell you what the morning court was."

Li Yanqing was stunned, "Can it be that the morning court is related to low-level positions?"

"It's not directly related to you, it's related to the Censorate."

Deng Yong looked at both sides and pulled Li Yanqing aside and whispered: "The emperor decided to strengthen the military supervision and prepare to set up a second military supervision and be responsible for supervising the military logistics and materials, and be prepared to hand over this power to the Censorate."

"Why did you have this idea?"

"It's not because the national treasury is extremely empty, and the army consumes a bottomless pit. This time, the imperial court is preparing to recruit 200,000 troops. The various military and armor materials needed are uncountable, and the court is almost unable to afford it. I heard some internal news that salt, wine, tea, and grain are about to increase prices, and the Wang Xiangguo plans to launch a "10-month" plan, so many senior officials proposed not only to open up sources, but also to reduce expenditures, and to supervise the military's logistics supplies."

Li Yanqing sighed secretly, salt, wine, tea, and grain are basic materials. When they increase prices, other prices will inevitably rise across the board, and the livelihood of ordinary people will be even more difficult. He even needs to introduce "Do Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twelve Twel

"Have the logistics supplies of the Censorate Supervisor have been clarified?"

"The Censorate will definitely be clear about the participation of the Censorate, otherwise why would the Censor be allowed to attend the dynasty today? However, I heard that the Privy Council and the Ministry of War also asked to participate, but it was not decided in the end."

At this moment, the Jingyang bell in the Daqing Hall rang, and all civil and military officials took sides. Li Yanqing had already discovered that there was a rank line in front of the steps, and officials could take sides according to their own official ranks.

Li Yanqing found the sixth-rank official rank line, which was the last in the team. Today, only six attendant censors were added. Except for Li Yanqing, the other five attendant censors had already stood in their positions early. Li Yanqing was embarrassed to compete with his colleagues for the throne, so he had to stand to the end, becoming the last in the entire morning court.

At this time, the official in charge of the hall came from above the steps and shouted: "Enter the hall!"

The crown prince Zhao Huan was the first civil servant, ranking second by Liang Shicheng, the third by Prime Minister Bai Shizhong, and the first military officer was Zhao Kai of Yun, and the second by Tong Guan, but Tong Guan was not in the capital. Cao Ping, who had the title of Prince Shao Guard, ranked second by military officer, but the number of military officers was relatively small, less than half of the number of civil servants.

The civil and military lineups walked silently up the steps, and two palace censors stood on both sides of the steps. They stared at all the officials with sharp eyes. Any officials who were not well-behaved, unruly or did not abide by the court rules, such as being late, making noise, and taking a random line, etc., would record them as the basis for impeachment.

The palaces of the Song Dynasty were far inferior to those of the Sui and Tang dynasties. Not only did they cover a small area, but the palaces were not very magnificent. As the main palace of the Song Dynasty, the Daqing Hall was far from being compared with the Daxing Hall and Hanyuan Hall of the Sui and Tang dynasties. Li Yanqing could no longer stand at the end, and the team could only be divided into several rows, and Li Yanqing stood at the end of the third row.

The hall was hung with lanterns, illuminating the hall as if it were daylight. The hall was very quiet. In just a moment, a guard shouted loudly, "Your Majesty the Emperor!"

Then the music sounded, and amid the melodious music, the emperor Zhao Ji walked in from the side of Danbi under the escort of the sixteen palace maids and eight guards.

Zhao Ji sat down slowly on the dragon chaise, looked at the ministers with majestic eyes, and bowed together, "See Your Majesty!"

Zhao Ji showed a tired smile on his face, and he waved his hand, "All my dear friends!"

Everyone was calm and silent in the hall. Zhao Ji said slowly: "Today is a temporary court meeting. I invite all ministers to come to discuss a major event."

Zhao Ji spoke very slowly. Although his voice was not loud, he could hear it in the front of the hall. Although it was difficult to hear it outside the hall, Li Yanqing was clear-headed and could hear Zhao Ji's voice faintly even when he stood at the end.

"Since the establishment of the Song Dynasty, the recovery of the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun has always been the national policy of our great Song Dynasty. Although the unremitting efforts of the late emperors, ministers and thousands of soldiers, we have never been able to recover the lost territory of our Han family. The Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun have been occupied by foreign races.

Now the situation has changed drastically, the rise of the Jurchens, and the Khitan energy has been exhausted. It is a good opportunity for us to take back the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun. Last year, we had a ceasefire with Xixia. Xixia surrendered to the Song Dynasty. The threat on the Western Front was lifted. Then we can concentrate our troops to fight the northern expedition. I have considered this for two years. Whether we can achieve the great cause of our ancestors in our lives depends on whether we have the courage to take this step."

Li Yanqing could hear it clearly. It turned out that today's temporary dynasty meeting was actually a discussion of the Northern Expedition, which was nominally a discussion, but in fact, Zhao Ji had decided that at most, there was only the difference between Plan A and Plan B.

The loud voice of the young supervisor Cai Xing in the hall came from a distance, "Please give advice from the prime minister, the king!"

At this time, the ministers in the hall could no longer help but start to whisper. The so-called proposal is to come up with a plan. Since the Northern Expedition has reached the level of coming up with a plan, the so-called court discussion is nothing more than a formality, making Wang Fu's Northern Expedition plan more legal.

At this time, Wang Fu walked out of the ministers and bowed to Emperor Zhao Ji, "The humble minister Wang Fu is willing to offer the plan for the Northern Expedition."

Zhao Ji nodded, "Prime Minister Wang announces to all officials!"

Wang Fu took out a scroll, slowly unfolded it, and said to his ministers loudly: "Since the establishment of the Song Dynasty, the recovery of the sixteen states of Yanyun has been a national policy. However, after a hundred years, the monarch and ministers have failed to fight, and the sixteen states of Yanyun have been still in decline. Since the wise king ascended the throne, he has repeatedly climbed up to look north, with ambition to recover the Han country and work hard to govern and wait for the times. The king of Liao is tyrannical and ministers are abused, and the people are not attached to it. The Jurchen tribe cannot bear the oppression, rise up and fight. After several years of war, the Liao country's energy has been exhausted. God has given him a good opportunity to the Song Dynasty. Wang Fu has specially formulated the original policy according to the order of the emperor. The first strategy is: prepare for war strategies, a total of seven and twenty-four strategies."

Wang Fu read it passionately, but countless ministers frowned. In his countermeasures, Wang Fu proposed that the officials and the people bear the heavy burden of the Northern Expedition, which obviously wanted to harm the interests of all officials, either to cut wages or cancel many subsidies.

As for appropriately increasing the official price of grain, salt, iron, wine, and tea, and even issuing it as ten cents, this is to directly plunder the people's wealth to raise military expenses.

After Wang Fu finished reading, Zhao Ji asked slowly: "Can you all your dear friends object to the strategy of the Northern Expedition of the Prime Minister?"

At this time, Liang Shicheng walked out and said, "Your Majesty, the old minister has some questions."

Zhao Ji looked at Liang Shicheng with a little dissatisfaction. The two factions had fierce struggles in the past few months, and Zhao Ji was happy to see their disputes, but in the case of the Northern Expedition, Zhao Ji did not want factional struggles.

But Zhao Ji still restrained the unhappiness in his heart and asked lightly: "Please tell me the tutor!"

Of course, Liang Shicheng would not be so stupid as to oppose the Northern Expedition. He just opposed Wang Fu. To put it bluntly, he was just picking Wang Fu's sect.

"Your Majesty, the old minister is not opposed to the Northern Expedition, but he just thinks that the strategy of the Prime Minister is still a bit rough, and some places are to be discussed."

Wang Fu couldn't help but feel angry and said coldly: "What's wrong? Please tell me the truth!"

"For example, Wang Xiangguo proposed to raise 5 million guan of military expenses, so how did these 5 million guan be calculated? As far as I know, last year we attacked Xixia, and spent a total of 6.5 million guan of military expenses. Other soldiers, materials, and food are not counted. Is it better to attack the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun than the Battle of Songxia last year? I was afraid that when I was halfway through the battle, I suddenly found that the northern expedition was exhausted, and the northern expedition could not continue. Wouldn't it be a big deal for the court?"

Wang Fu was speechless for a moment, and Cai You, the Grand Secretary of Xuanhe Palace, explained: "Five million chunks of military expenses are only the early recruitment expenses. The court has decided to recruit 200,000 troops, at least five million chunks, and the subsequent military expenses are much more than that."

"So that's it, then the Northern Expedition plan was formulated a bit hasty. This is a great dynasty, and the Prime Minister should come up with a complete plan."

Wang Fu was publicly criticized by Liang Shicheng. His face turned red and white, and he really couldn't get out of the market. At this time, Zhao Ji was also a little annoyed and said coldly: "The details of the plan can be improved, but the plan for the Beizheng has been decided. Does the Taifu have any objections to this?"

"The old minister has no objection to the plan for the Northern Expedition!"

"Does other ministers have different opinions?"

The elegant birds in the hall were silent. At this moment, a cold voice came from the entrance of the hall, "Your Majesty, I have something to say!"
Chapter completed!