"What is the difference between this move of the court and the plundering Liao bandits? It's really awesome to the northerners!"

The person who spoke was named Han Yanling, who was also from Lianzhou County, and there were many people among the Hebei gentry.

He said, and the others agreed. The group of gentry who visited the Lu Prime Minister's Mansion today were originally from Hebei and had land in their hometowns. When the Liao invaded the south, they fled Hebei, and they were the ones who supported the imperial court's northern expedition the most intense. They were originally full of hope that the government army would be able to recover the land of the manor after regaining Hebei, but they expected that it would be a waste of water. According to the arrangements of the Ministry of Revenue and the Zhengxintang, all the land of the lost land in Hebei was purchased with silver money. The original owners of these farms were left aside, and they were not uprooted, but were also seriously injured. In disappointment, these people went from strongly supporting the imperial court's northern expedition to become the mortal enemy of Deng Su and Zhengxintang. Some people even openly called Deng Su a traitor, actively contacted and vowed to overthrow Deng Su's party.

"What Mr. Han said is, how different is the Khitan people with such a strong robbery?"

"Yes, the court treats us like this, won't it make people from the south and the north feel disappointed?"

"Since Deng Su became prime minister, he has always been arrogant and domineering!"

"Yes, the Eastern Palace Majesty Cao's birth is miscarried, and the little dragon seed is not protected. It is rumored that Deng Su caused people to poison."

"The court has no king, invaded colleagues, suppressed dissidents, appointed private individuals, formed cliques and made private private affairs, and used the official newspaper to suppress the remarks, trying to block the long-lasting mouths of the people in the world. All kinds of actions are even better than Chen Dong at the time. Mr. Lu, although you are the deputy prime minister, you are a senior Qingliu. How can Deng Su, a narrow-minded person, take you seriously?"

Everyone was talking, and their words became more and more outspoken. Lu Yunsun frowned slightly, but did not express anything.

At this time, the servant outside the door said, "Mr. Wei Chengji and Mr. Wei are here to visit."

"Wei Chengji?" A hint of stern expression flashed in Lu Yunsun's slightly closed eyes, and Han Yanling on the opposite side couldn't help but lower his head.

The gentry of Hebei was chaotic, some were stunned, some were aware of it. Wei Chengji was the confidant aide of Grand Master Cao. Today, the gentry of Hebei came to visit Lu Yunsun. Of course, Wei Chengji would not have come uninvited. Grand Master Cao had just had a feud with the court because of Cao Gu's affairs, and even cut off the food and supplies of the Northern Expedition Army in order to threaten the court. Most of the famous scholars in Qingliu were ashamed to be. In order to defeat Deng Su, the gentry of Hebei actually contacted Wei Chengji and even Cao Di, and Lu Yunsun's expression immediately became cold.

The Song Dynasty court has always used literature to control martial arts. Long before the Bianliang Incident, if the Qingliu scholars were not desperate, they would never surrender to the curtain of the vassal state general as Qingke, because once they "lost their rituals", they would be suspicious of the court from then on, and they would be alienated by Qingliu. Therefore, in the rebellion of the Title, Chen Dong, Zhao Xingde, Deng Su, Zhang Bing and others lived in seclusion, went to the country, repented, or died, and no one surrendered to the Zhenzhen general.

.Wei Chengji is an anomaly. He was entrustled to Cao Di's tent in his early years and was highly valued by Cao Di. Although he was not from a regular background, he also recommended a rank official. However, in the eyes of Lu Yunsun and other Qingliu, the court maintained the camps of Hebei, Xijing, southeast, and Hedong, and raised military personnel in the vassal states. Such literati who committed to joining and defecting were even more unpredictable than military personnel in the vassal states. If such people did not contribute to the fire, there might not be the Anshi Rebellion in the Tang Dynasty.

"We are not talented, but have met Mr. Lu." Wei Chengji bowed deeply.

"I am entertaining the wise men of Hebei," Lu Yunsun asked him to sit down and said lightly, "Wei Promoter is here to visit, I wonder what is the key to do?"

"This..." Wei Chengji's tone stopped. Han Yanling next to him had no choice but to explain with a smile, "Deng Su is domineering, and the world is angry with Gods. We are considering that Deng Su is extremely powerful in the court and has won over Wang Gui and other generals. However, those in the court do not want to join the crowd, except for Lu Xianggong and Cao Taishi, no one can fight against him. If the two sides are divided, the strength is weak, and the strength is strong, so..."

Lu Yunsun twisted his beard and remained silent. Han Yanling spoke awkwardly and whispered more and more.

"Grandpa Lu, the officials come, for nothing else," Wei Chengji bowed and said, "Just just give a few words for Grandmaster Cao. If you can move to Deng Su and make trouble, Grandmaster Lu is what everyone wants. Grandmaster Cao has nothing to do. If you go out, you will guard the border. When you enter, you will be harmonious and harmonious. If you help the generals and ministers, you will be able to revive the Song Dynasty." He seemed to have been in the army for a long time, and did not persuade him in a roundabout way. After saying that, he looked at Lu Yunsun and waited for his decision. The gentry in Hebei also fell silent and looked at Lu Yunsun expectantly. He was one person in the court, and above all officials, and he was also the representative of the gentry in the prefectures and counties in the Yanchang, Jianghuai. Cao Di held the military power in Xiangyang and echoed the palace. If the two of them could join forces, it would be just around the corner to defeat Deng Su.

The study room became quiet for a moment, and Lu Yunsun's face was gloomy and calm. He slowly raised his hand and picked up the teacup.

"Mr. Wei."

"The lower official is here." Wei Chengji couldn't help but say.

"The poem says that brothers are fighting against the wall and defending their insults from outside. At the critical moment of the Northern Expedition, the upper and lower levels need to work together. It is a pity that the country is hatred and family hatred. If Grand Master Cao remembers that the Song Dynasty has been raising scholars for a hundred years, he has the demeanor of harmony between generals and ministers. Instead of staying for the future, it is better to start from now on."

After Lu Yunsun finished speaking, he looked at Wei Chengji calmly, but he never put down the tea bowl in his hand.

The mist of tea was so irrelevant that it made people unable to see his eyes clearly. Wei Chengji felt as if he was standing naked in front of a neatly dressed man. His heart felt infinite shame, and his face turned red and white. At this point, no one in the Hebei gentry next to him dared to smooth things over. "These people are not all shameless." Lu Yunsun sighed. Although he was ignorant of Deng Su in the court, the two of them adhered to in essence were different. If the moral dispute, if it was just to defeat Deng Su, he would be bet on the northern expedition as a bet. This is what a "villain" did. "The country has not yet recovered. If there is any mistake in the northern expedition, I am afraid that the last trace of national destiny will be lost. Deng Su despised the royal family, had power over the government and the country, and was sure to restrain his remarks, but at this critical moment, the entire Song Dynasty could no longer withstand a tossing."

Thinking of this, Lu Yunsun sighed and waved his hand, asking Wei Chengji and the Hebei gentry to retreat.

"Deng Su's son, all I can do is this level."

............

The candles in the study were almost burning to the end. Deng Su finished reviewing the memorials that had piled up everywhere and took a sip of ginseng tea, and was unconscious.

Ginseng and sea cucumber, two kinds of things that are abundant in Liaodong, have been introduced to the Central Plains by Zhao Xingde.

Ginseng is of great use to refresh the mind. Ordinary people can't sleep after drinking it at night, but Deng Su is just the opposite. Because he is too tired every day, if he doesn't drink a cup of ginseng tea before going to bed, he will not sleep well. He sighed a long time, stood up and put on a black cloak and walked out of the study room, standing quietly in front of the steps, as if watching the snow scene in the prime minister's mansion. After a long time, he slowly walked into the prime minister's mansion's signing room. Before resting, he had to deal with some sudden situations. Bu Zhunzhi, the official who had already been waiting outside the locking room outside the locking room, walked forward and respectfully reported to everything that happened to Lu Gong.

"My grandpa, Wei Chengji, as an official appointed by the court, left his garrison without permission and met with important officials of the court to plot rebellion. Do you want it..."

"No need," Deng Su shook his head, was silent for a while, and whispered, "Look at him first, the Northern Expedition is important."

"yes."

"In the Yangzhou area, I will send a letter to Mr. Su Tongfu on my behalf."

Deng Su's tone showed a hint of apology: "The Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of War may not experience the difficulties of Su Tongfu, but state affairs are important. The soldiers and civilians in Hebei do not have clothes to protect the cold, food for the next month, and arrows to kill the enemy. If the Hebei certificate cannot make up enough money as much as possible, the Northern Expedition will be in danger. I know Mr. Su's difficulties, but for the sake of the country's revitalization, I have to ask Mr. Su to raise all his strength, and he must make every effort to raise the country, and he must be careful and sincere!" The brush was dipped in Hui ink and carried it on the rice paper like the wind. When writing the last "cut" number, the hand of the clerk holding the pen couldn't help but tremble slightly, and the ink was thick and black, as if with countless expectations.

Outside the window, the full moon hangs high in the dark night sky, and the night sky is as cool as water, and the sky is in the second day.

.............

It was dawn, and the yamen runners of the Zhengxin Hall in Yangzhou looked out through the crack of the door in fear.

In the main thin room on the third floor, the shopkeepers of the accounting room gathered together, everyone sighed, and some people looked down secretly through the cracks in the window, and soon turned their eyes away again, and their faces were ashamed. The streets and alleys outside the Zhengxin Hall were filled with people and did not leave for a whole night. Although the wing army and the yamen runners were trying their best to maintain order, uneasiness and anger continued to accumulate and ferment in the crowd. The noisy discussions and the shouts from time to time were filled with indescribable danger.

In just two days, the prices of the South China Sea coupons and Hebei coupons fell from the top of the mountain to the bottom. The price of the sale from Zhengxintang was several times that of the sale price. Even so, they still couldn't sell it because no one dared to buy it anymore. Only a large number of panic-defying people waved the pieces of paper in their hands and shouted. Later, someone took the lead, and someone shouted: "Let Su Tongfu come out, we don't want the Hebei coupons we bought, and we will refund the money!" For a moment, the crowd was in a turmoil, and the situation suddenly became messy. Some people even tried to rush up to the third floor to argue with Su Tongfu. The yamen runners guarding Zhengxintang and the wing army drove the troubled people out of the lobby, and these people couldn't gather in the streets and alleys outside the hall. God knows what these "murderers" will do? The manager of Zhengxintang dared not go home, and could only squeeze in the account room for a difficult night.

"The people gathered together to cause trouble so much that it was just as good as the time when the Xuanhe period smashed the Weaver Bureau's Office."
Chapter completed!