"So what?" Zhao Qi murmured.

"If Ezhou surrenders to Your Majesty, the army is nearly 200,000, and it is backed by Ezhou's strong city, and the entire southeastern prefectures and counties are supported. Would Yelu Dashi not be afraid of the south invasion and be defeated by the Xia Kingdom instead? As for the Xia Kingdom," Deng Su sneered, "The abacus is extremely good. He must win two tigers with one blow, and he will not damage the soldiers and shake the foundation of the country. As long as I have no gaps inside and the southeastern foundation is consolidated, the Xia Kingdom will at most compete with the Liao Kingdom for Hedong and Hebei."

"Hedong and Hebei?" Zhao Qi was a little dazed and breathed a sigh of relief. Although Hebei had fallen for less than a year, the Liao army was pressing forward step by step outside, and powerful ministers and generals inside were like thorns on their backs. Recovering Hebei was far away for him. What he thought in his heart, he said in his mouth: "Just let the Xia Kingdom and the Liao Kingdom compete for Hedong and Hebei, I can calmly clean up the situation in the southeast, and Xu Tu Zhongxing." He looked at Deng Su and said, "But now, Chen Dong wants me to get the title of honor, it will never happen!" Born in the deep palace, Zhao Qi didn't know other worldly styles, but the throne could not be lowered. Zhao Guangyi, the king of this dynasty, killed his brother and seized the throne, and was later forced to abdicate by Emperor Wuzong, and ended up in a very miserable situation. This is the lesson of the past.

"The title of honor cannot be taken," Deng Su also knew the importance of the great righteousness and pondered, "But we can agree to them that Your Majesty will only temporarily take over the throne. Once the person from Bianliang returns to the country, Your Majesty will return the great power. However, if the person from Bianliang cannot return, Chen Dong and others will be the main force. Now all the royal families have been detained by the Liao Kingdom, and the future Song Dynasty will naturally be the descendants of Your Majesty's descendants to inherit the throne." Deng Su said slowly. Once this happens, Yelu Dashi will face an embarrassing dilemma. Continue to detain Zhao Ke and other Song dynasties, but the value of use is reduced to the lowest, and it is almost impossible for Yelu Dashi to let go of the biggest bargaining chips in his hand.

Zhao Qi nodded and said worriedly: "What if the emperor's brother returns from Bianliang?"

Deng Su shook his head, his eyes fell on Bianliang, and a hint of pity appeared in his eyes: "If the Bianliang people heard that Chen Dong and others actually surrendered to His Majesty, I wonder what they would feel?" This was the second time he asked this question.

Zhao Qi's mind was much more sensitive than before. After thinking for a moment, he whispered: "The emperor must have hated Chen Dong and others." A chill surged in his heart. No one knows Zhao Ke better than Zhao Qi, or the two rivals who have been competing since childhood know each other's temperament best. No matter what Chen Dong has made or what his difficulties have, as long as Chen Dong and others respect Zhao Qi as emperor, even if they make an agreement to return the country in advance, Zhao Ke will never believe it. He will only turn his previous trust in Chen Dong into a double-dead hatred, even compared to Cai Jing and Cao Di,

Deng Su's actions, those who had supported Zhao Qi had already hated him deeply. If Chen Dong and others were not fools, then they would do their best to prevent Zhao Ke from returning to the country and regaining the national handle. In this way, in the Song court, Zhao Ke completely lost the support of all his ministers, and had a great reputation, but was as thin as waste paper. Even if Yelu Dashi let him return to the country, Deng Su, Chen Dong and others would make a member of his desperate advice, and it would be rare to have a wise king. The national handle should not be given again and again, and at most he would give Zhao Ke a title. In the deep palace, Zhao Qi had countless ways to make him disappear slowly.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke nodded and said, "Your dear is very far-fetched." He paused and pondered, "Did the military power of the Southeast Camp also agree to Chen Dong and the others?" The ancestors of the Zhao family started from the army and gained the country, and all dynasties regarded military power very closely. Chen Dong and others were not close ministers, so how could Zhao Qi be willing to add more military power and encourage them to oppose him? He even said intimately, "Deng Qing and Chen Dong and others have an old age. Could it be that they were lobbyists for them?" Although he did not say it, his eyes were already a little suspicious.

Deng Su took it calmly and said slowly: "I am afraid that Ji Sun's worries are within the Xiao Wall."

Zhao Qi seemed to be at the verge of his heart and asked, "How can I explain this to you, my dear?"

Deng Su looked around and looked around the room and opened the door to prevent someone from eavesdropping outside. Seeing him acting like this, Zhao Qi frowned even more and his face was covered with a layer of haze. Deng Su turned over and whispered: "Liu Yanqing is useless. The Southeast Camp will be handed over sooner or later. However, can Your Majesty control the Military Power Committee and the Cao family?"

Listening to the word "Cao", Zhao Qi was shocked and subconsciously looked outside. Seeing that no one heard it, he breathed a sigh of relief. A sense of sadness and humiliation surged into his heart. He sighed and whispered: "Cao Gong is the pillar of the country. Besides, Cai and Li Gong help." Under Deng Su's eyes, Zhao Qi's voice became lower and lower.

Deng Su was a confidant minister. In front of him, he said that he did not doubt Cao Di, and Zhao Qi didn't even believe him. After the fall of Bianliang and Chen Shaoyang, Hou Huanyin and others made a fuss, Cai Jing, Li Bangyan and others were unable to resist. Their former disciples in prefectures and counties either surrendered to Bianliang or were expelled by local gentry by the management and management, and almost one out of ten were left. Since the Liao army on the East Road captured Jiangning Prefecture and Hangzhou Prefecture, Cai Jing and others led their troops to retreat in a hurry, and the Liao soldiers chased and killed them everywhere on Liangzhe Road, and they actually broke up contact with Xiangyang. If it were peace, Zhao Qi believed that Prince Cai would crush Cao Di to death, but now the war was in chaos, Zhao Qi could no longer expect these old ministers to be able to balance the ambitious Cao Di.

"But, the military power in the southeast must not be entrusted to Yue Fei." Zhao Qi said hatefully. He turned around and took out a stack of manuscripts from the desk and threw them onto the table. Deng Su picked it up and saw that it was a manuscript published by Zhen** for several months. He looked at ten lines at a glance, one by one, and each one was called "Welcome to the Saint", which looked particularly dazzling.

Zhao Qi's eyes were gloomy and said with teeth: "When Bianliang was in emergency, he rushed to help thousands of miles away, and the emperor's brother also promoted him to three levels. If this person had not helped him, how could Chen Dong have caused such a big trouble in Ezhou? This person should not be reused," he paused, as if it was not relieved enough, and he emphasized again, "It will not be reused for the rest of his life!"

Deng Su sighed. Yue Fei's great general and his rare loyalty and righteous nature were agreed to let him take charge of the army and divide Cao Di's power, but Zhao Qi was very determined and involved in military power. However, he was not good at making strong decisions, so he could only ponder: "Your Majesty's bag is not a general who stands alone. If you want to accept the Southeast Camp, you can compete with Cao Di," Deng Su stopped talking. The major affairs of the country were in the military and sacrifices. If the entrusted by the emperor, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Zhao Qi was silent for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he whispered: "What do you think Zhao Xingde is like?"

A mountain wind blew, and a few fallen leaves blew into the clean room.

Deng Su hesitated for a moment and said vaguely: "Yuan Zhi is a loyal and honest person."

"That's good." Zhao Qi exhaled, and a mysterious smile flashed in his eyes. "Deng Aiqing mentioned earlier that Zhao Yuanzhi was wandering around the world because of avoiding disaster. He has been hiding from Tibet for ten years and has had a voice with Chen Dong and others. In fact, he has not had much contact?" He sat back on the dragon throne and leaned back behind. "In the past few years since the emperor succeeded to the throne, he has never returned the case of rebellion, and has not given him any favors. However, Zhao Xingde was actually a man who was willing to be civil and military. With his reputation and military achievements, he took over the Southeast Camp, and was on an equal footing with Cao Xianggong, Yue Fei and others, and could re-enable the generals to balance the situation."

Zhao Qi was rarely so intentional. Deng Su frowned and said, "The military power is entrusted to the generals. If the country is long-term plan and the world is peaceful, the military power will be taken over to the court. If the generals do not transfer their troops, the generals will lead the troops to the battle. The Ministry of War receives military talismans and dispatches troops. After the war, the soldiers are scattered in various prefectures and counties, and they will return to the court. Then they widely promote muskets and control the camps of prefectures and counties with ammunition and food. This is a plan for peace for all generations." Zhao Qi's temperament is similar to the previous emperor, and he is a little frivolous and tempting. Deng Susheng is afraid that he will entrust military power to the generals in the future, so when he sees signs, he will persuade him with great heart. These strategies of reclaiming military power, strong and weak branches, have been repeated over and over again. Zhao Qi's ears are really calloused. But now when he is using people, he cannot lose people's hearts.

"I'm a good friend, this is my plan for the country," Zhao Qi said quietly, "We should make a long-term plan. Then, I have to entrust Deng Qing's family to contact Ezhou," he frowned slightly, "But, how should I discuss with them, Cao Cao and Liu?" Zhao Qi stood up, looking humbly.

"Your Majesty understands the overall situation. I will talk to Chen Shaoyang and the others first. Cao Cao is not in a hurry," Deng Su's sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. "The situation is so urgent! If Cao Cao agrees, Liu Gong will not be worried!" He stood up, bowed to Zhao Qi, and turned to go out to arrange the situation. These days, Deng Su and Ezhou have secretly communicated with each other and did not completely hide it from Cao Di's eyes and ears. However, Cao Di watched coldly, neither stopped nor relaxed in attacking the city.

The Liao army is getting closer and closer.

On the main road from Xiangyang to Ezhou, cavalrymen with great power went south and seized the Dapi baggage in Xiangyang, so that the Liao army would not have to worry about burying grass valleys during the march. The warships carried mountains of food and grass, and advanced along the Han River along the water and land.

Wanyan Zongbi stood at the bow of the ship, looking at the shore, and the army was full of cavalry. A complex light flashed in Wanyan Zongbi's eyes and disappeared immediately. In the battle to conquer Xiangyang, Wanyan Zongbi wore two layers of iron armor and held a large axe in his hand, leading the Jurchen naval army to attack the Shuizha city gate. Nearly a thousand Jurchen warriors were killed and injured, and the defenders were terrified to surrender. Wanyan Zongbi was also rewarded by Yelu Dashi for many people in the city as slaves.

"The great Liao swayed the power of the country. I wonder how long the Southern Dynasties can resist this time in this conquest of Ezhou?" A voice suddenly said behind him. Wanyan Zongbi turned around and disappeared from his strange eyes, and said with a rough smile: "The King of Jin is here, Zongbi is missing the welcome."
Chapter completed!