Chapter 277 Zen Position
Shen Xianggong said: "Your Majesty, I have also heard rumors about cement. If this thing is really as magical as the rumors say, it would be feasible to build the Great Wall in the north during the civil strife in Liao. It is just a matter of building The Great Wall, which stretches for hundreds of miles, costs a lot of money. Now the treasury is empty and there is not much money at all!”
“There is still some money left by Emperor Taizu. This is a rare opportunity to build the northern part of the Great Wall! Now that we have a barrier to defend, we won’t hesitate to spend all our money to seal the warehouse!” the official said.
"Your Majesty, it's freezing in the north now. Even if we want to build the Great Wall, there's no need to send more troops to the north at this time?" Hu Zhongyan said.
The official ignored him and said to Han Zhang: "Master, please continue."
"Yes!"
Han Zhang responded and talked about his purpose of sending more troops to the north now.
What Han Zhang said was almost the same as what Zhao Xing said to the officials before.
No one is stupid if they can do what they want. Although they don’t understand the art of war, Han Zhang has already made it so clear that they naturally understand the benefits of adding more troops now.
Seeing that no one had any objections, the officials looked at Yang Jin, the Privy Council envoy, and asked: "Who does Yang Aiqing think is best to lead the army?"
Yang Jin hesitated for a while after hearing this. If the Great Wall was built in the north, the original defenders in the north would have to be responsible for the section near the city where they were stationed.
The person who is sent to lead the army now will be responsible for commanding the overall situation.
It is necessary to have both ability and prestige. Among military generals, only the British Duke and Ningyuan Hou have this qualification.
But the British Duke has a very high prestige, and he made great achievements in the north last year.
Ning Yuanhou has been ill at home these years.
Suppressing military generals is a tacit understanding formed silently by almost all civilian officials.
If the Lord takes up a sinecure, everyone will naturally be on the same page with them.
But since the Lord holds a military position with real power, suppression is inevitable.
Not to mention that the British Duke is also the father-in-law of the prince Zhao Xing.
In fact, the Queen of the Song Dynasty chose the daughter of Wu Xun's family. Although she meant to appease Wu Xun, her original intention was to suppress Wu Xun.
For example, Cao Huanggong's maternal clan, the Duke of Wei, was originally after the founding general of the country.
When Queen Cao became queen, it seemed that the Cao family had been reused, but in fact this was not the case.
Cao An served as the commander of the Imperial Palace in front of the palace and was in charge of the imperial army, while his two legitimate sons served in the East Palace and were in charge of the imperial army in the east palace.
As a result, the Cao family's influence in the army became weaker and weaker.
Seeing that Yang Jin was reluctant to say anything, the officials said: "The British Lord made great achievements in the north last year. He just came back not long ago and knows the situation on the northern border very well. Let the British Lord lead one hundred thousand troops to go north. Privy Council Deputy envoy Chen Yao serves as the supervisor! ”
"Your Majesty is wise, and I also think that the British Duke is the most suitable one!" Yang Jin breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.
There are two deputy envoys in the Privy Council, Chen Yao is a civil official, and the other deputy envoy is a military general.
But in terms of grade, Chen Yao is not higher than the British Duke.
But the Privy Council is in charge of the mobilization of troops and horses in the world. In terms of authority, Chen Yao is the superior of the British Duke.
The British Duke is in charge of the army, and Chen Yao, the deputy envoy of the Privy Council, serves as the supervisor of the army, which can also restrict the British Duke.
Next, they discussed trivial matters such as the mobilization of grain and grass. The officials asked everyone to leave on the grounds of fatigue.
Zhao Xing did not leave and stayed in front of the bed to serve.
After the official took the medicine, he fell asleep soon after.
Zhao Xing lifted the quilt for his father and felt relieved when he heard his father breathing steadily.
After walking out of the palace, Zhao Xing gently closed the door and asked the palace maids and eunuchs to keep a close eye on him before leaving.
Zhao Xing did not leave the palace, but went to the Taiyuan Hospital and found Dr. Xu.
"Your Highness, what's the problem with Your Majesty?" Doctor Xu asked quickly when he saw Zhao Xing coming.
"Father took the medicine and fell asleep. I came here because I wanted to ask Dr. Xu about something." Zhao Xing said.
When Xu Yuyi heard this, he smiled bitterly. He had already guessed the purpose of Zhao Xing's coming, and said sideways: "Your Highness, please come this way!"
Xu Yuyi took Zhao Xing to a room. In the room, Zhao Xing was asked to sit down. Without waiting for Zhao Xing to speak, he took the initiative and said, "Your Highness, you want to ask about the official's physical condition?"
"That's right!" Zhao Xing nodded and said: "I want to know the specific condition of my father's body!"
Xu Yuyi smiled bitterly and said: "Your Highness should know that the official's physical condition is top secret. Don't embarrass me. "
The emperor's physical condition is very important. Even if Zhao Xing is the prince, it is taboo to ask about this. "I know I shouldn't ask, but as a human son, I really can't worry about it." Zhao Xing looked at Xu Yuyi and said, "Father, I only have a son. Gu asked this out of filial piety. If Xu Yuyi doesn't want to tell me, I won't let him know." I don’t know what my father will do, but I don’t know what I will do.” The threatening meaning in Xinghua.
He said that if the officials knew about it, they might not let him go.
But if he doesn’t tell him, Zhao Xing will not let him go in the future when he ascends the throne.
Physician Xu was in a dilemma, Zhao Xing did not urge him, and just looked at him calmly.
“Alas!”
Physician Xu sighed inwardly and said, “Your Highness is very filial, and I cannot bear to deceive Your Highness.”
He hesitated for a long time before choosing to tell Zhao Xing.
After telling him that the officials might not do anything to him, Zhao Xing would never let him go unless told.
He did not dare to gamble with the lives of his family.
“Thank you, Imperial Doctor Xu.” Zhao Xing said, “Don’t worry, my father’s side will naturally admit his mistake and will not implicate Imperial Doctor Xu.”
“Thank you, Your Highness! Dr. Xu bowed and thanked him, and said, "Your Majesty suffered a big blow due to the successive deaths of the princes in the early years. He also worked hard for many years and became sick from overwork. If he could put down all his affairs and cultivate himself well, his body would have been overwhelmed." , can extend your life by several years, but if..."
At this point, Doctor Xu stopped.
Zhao Xing's face turned pale, and he naturally understood what Xu Yuyi meant.
If my father continues to work hard, I'm afraid he won't live long.
After a long time, Zhao Xing came back to his senses and said, "Thank you, Imperial Doctor Xu, for informing me!"
After saying that, he stood up and walked out.
The best way now is to let the father abdicate, but can the father be willing?
If I persuade my father to abdicate the throne, will my father think that I want the throne?
If the father is angry because of this matter, wouldn’t it be self-defeating?
Zhao Xing’s mind was in a mess and he didn’t know what to do.
And there is no way to discuss this matter with anyone.
.........
"Fu'er, are you worried?"
The official leaned on the bed, and Zhao Xing sat on the edge of the bed and fed his father the medicine.
It is said that a good son is as good as his father, and the officials noticed that something was wrong with Zhao Xing's expression.
"What can a child worry about? He is worried about his father's health." Zhao Xing squeezed out a smile.
"Fu'er is very filial." The official smiled and said, "Didn't Dr. Xu say that I am fine?"
Hearing this, Zhao Xing's eyes turned red and he said, "Father, please don't hide this from me." , I have asked Dr. Xu about your physical condition."
The official was not angry when he heard this. He smiled and stretched out his hand to wipe Zhao Xing's tears and said: "Fu'er, you are the prince. I am an official of all people in the world, how can I act like a little daughter?"
"In front of my father, my son is just an ordinary son. I only hope that my father can live a long life so that my son can live a long life. Do your best to be filial," Zhao Xing said.
"Haha, there is a chance." The official smiled and said: "I plan to Zen with you."
The official's tone was very calm, as if he was not talking about the throne.
Zhao Xing was shocked when he heard this. It took him a while to come back to his senses and said: "Father, I don't mean this. I oversee the country, so you can rest assured and cultivate yourself."
This is a compromise he came up with.
He will oversee the country, and his father will take care of him with peace of mind.
He was worried that his father would suddenly become Zen, and he would not be able to let it go, which would be detrimental to his cultivation.
I was originally thinking about how to talk to my father, but who would have thought that my father would actually have the idea of Zen.
The official waved his hand and said: "I originally wanted to do more things to make it easier for you after you succeed to the throne. Unfortunately, my father's health is not up to par. Now even if he holds on, he won't be able to hold on for long."
"Father..." Zhao Xing's eyes turned red.
Although his father was smiling, Zhao Xing still heard loneliness and unwillingness in his father's words.
The official smiled and said: "I have been in power for forty years. How many of the emperors in ancient times have been emperor longer than me? I have been an emperor for enough time, and I should take a good rest. ”
(End of this chapter)