Chapter 69 Court Meeting
Marquis Jing'an really didn't believe it.
No one would believe this if I told him.
The person who injured his leg and foot three months ago became an innate master in the blink of an eye.
Do you really think that the Grandmaster is just a picker of beans?
I just met a grandmaster in the wilderness last month, and today I have a grandmaster in my family.
Marquis Jingan felt that he must be dreaming.
Maybe it wasn't him who was dreaming, but Wen Yue who had just stood up.
However, Wen Yue's voice shattered his confusion.
I only heard four sonorous and powerful words: "Xiantian, Grandmaster."
Seeing his father's increasingly suspicious look, Wen Yue stopped talking nonsense and pressed his palm against the doorpost.
The handprints two inches into the wood are clearly visible.
"That's it."
"I will communicate with my father-in-law, and when the matter is discussed in court, I will ask my father to help recommend me."
When the words fell, Wen Yue had already left with his hands behind his back.
With the strength of his innate master, his father must agree to his request.
No other means of persuasion is needed.
This seal is enough.
Marquis Jingan stared at the handprints blankly until he unconsciously put his palms on them for comparison.
Then he suddenly woke up.
The painted red solid wood doorpost can be cut off by masters of the Zang Refining Realm but cannot create this seal with the physical body alone.
It was extremely easy to penetrate the wood two inches.
There should be no doubt that he is an innate master.
"Grandmaster?"
Marquis Jing'an stood there for a long time, unable to calm down.
Eyes on the door.
Three days later.
Court meeting.
There are four rows on both sides, all the way to the outside of the main hall.
Officials below the sixth rank were not even qualified to step into the hall, so they could only stand along the extension of the steps.
Major court meetings are rare.
Not to mention as complete as it is today.
It’s not surprising to everyone that there are many things to be determined today.
After the battle of Luohe was defeated, the emperor also needed to know the opinions of the ministers of the DPRK on the war.
Let's see if we can work out a charter.
Should we negotiate peace or continue the fight?
If peace is to be negotiated, who should be sent? If the war continues, which general should be used, and how to recruit soldiers.
Although Emperor Liang had already made peace with his ministers, and most of the people in the government and the public were smart people, they understood that Emperor Liang wanted to negotiate peace.
It is a national policy to stop fighting and recuperate.
It's just that Emperor Liang couldn't put it forward bluntly, it had to be raised by ministers.
Otherwise, if the news spreads, how will the people view the emperor?
Isn't it easy to laugh at the cowardly emperor?
Others can be wrong, but the emperor cannot be wrong.
But there is no other way. Military expenditure in the north has always been a big problem, and they have been losing consecutive battles. If they continue to fight, they will bring down the people of Liang.
Emperor Liang glanced around, but it was a pity that he could not get money from the scholar-bureaucrats, and the gentry was unwilling to pay.
Now that the national treasury is about to bottom out, taxes will have to be imposed on the people in the end.
How much money can people have?
After searching and plundering, it was just a few copper plates without any oil or water.
After Gao Quan shouted and sang the ceremony.
The king and his ministers greet each other with courtesy, and the princes and ministers bow to greet the Holy One.
The great court meeting then began.
"If you have the foundation to start a memorial, if you don't have the foundation to retreat!"
"My lord, I have the original memorial."
The three prime ministers standing at the front frowned when they heard this.
This voice seemed to be absent from their ranks.
Moreover, the junior officers who were preparing to charge also looked at the person who took a step in surprise.
The man was wearing a red python suit, taking steps in all directions, looking very domineering.
The person who spoke was none other than Marquis Jing'an.
Seeing that Marquis Jing'an was already taking the lead, Anan Bo turned over his wat board and suppressed the throbbing in his heart.
When he received the news that day, Annan's heart had actually dropped.
Now that Wen Yue has stood up, the engagement will probably fall through.
Unexpectedly, Marquis Jing'an actually told him that the engagement would go ahead as usual.
They just want to recommend Wen Yue as the pioneer of Pingbei.
An Nanbo didn't understand what Marquis Jing'an meant.
It must be understood that war is not a game.
It is true that Wen Yue is the deputy commander of the Military and Horse Division, but I have never heard of how to use troops.
It wasn't until Marquis Jing'an revealed that Wen Yue broke and established himself as a Grand Master that An Nanbo was completely shocked and retracted his words.
The Grand Master's strength, let alone a vanguard officer, is that he can run around the enemy's camp and come back intact.
An Nanbo finally met Wen Yue in person, and he was relieved when he confirmed that Wen Yue had stood up.
Although Wen Yue has never actually seen him take action, his aura has returned to its original state, which is obviously not a first-class state.
"Flat body."
Emperor Liang also looked at Marquis Jing'an with a surprised expression.
If he remembered correctly, the Marquis of Jing'an, who later took over his father's title after being gilded outside, had always kept a low profile.
But it doesn't matter. There is enough time for the main court meeting, and some interruptions will not affect the overall situation.
"My lord, I propose to raise another army."
After the words fell, the atmosphere in the hall, which was still a little warm, suddenly solidified and became cold.
Everyone was so angry that they didn't dare to breathe too much.
Emperor Liang's face was as flat as a lake, but his brows frowned at an inappropriate time, causing the nine crown trees to shake slightly.
You can notice the uneasiness in Emperor Liang's heart at this time.
The three prime ministers and assistants had already used their peripheral vision to see who had spoken.
I thought it was some trivial matter and didn't pay much attention.
Who would have thought that the timid Marquis Jingan in the past would dare to charge into battle at this time.
The three of them observed each other to see who this Marquis of Jing'an belonged to.
But neither of them noticed anything from the other's face, so they couldn't help but curse the old fox.
"Marquis Wen thinks, who can lead this army to take on this important task?"
"Bo An Nan and General Wu Ding can take on this responsibility!"
Marquis Jing'an's calves were shaking. This was the strategy he decided upon after discussing with An Nanbo.
Since Wen Yue is to be supported, the general of the Chinese army must not be an outsider.
But the Marquis of Jing'an could not bear the big responsibility, so he could only come to An Nanbo.
In his early years, Annan Bo was awarded the title of Bo for his military merits, and he was also a third-rank Wu Ding general. He was fully qualified to serve as the commander-in-chief of the Chinese army.
Emperor Liang really wanted to scratch his head.
He did hear about the marriage between Marquis Jing'an and An Nanbo.
A lame prince marries a blind legitimate daughter, and the cripples unite.
Emperor Liang only listened to it as a joke.
Why did these two cripples become so tough in the blink of an eye?
Emperor Liang couldn't help but turn his eyes to An Nanbo who was standing in the ranks of military generals.
The bearded and burly Anan Bo nervously clutched the wat board, but from the look of it, it didn't look like an accident, but rather as if he was waiting for his answer.
Emperor Liang really wanted to ask Marquis Jing'an what he thought.
Send your own father-in-law to die on the battlefield?
Moreover, the vanguard originally decided by the three prime ministers and assistants was Marquis Jing'an.
Looking at it this way, Emperor Liang suddenly felt that it seemed interesting.
If the atmosphere of the great court meeting had not been tense, Emperor Liang would probably have laughed out loud.
This erroneous joke was too big a joke.
"I have objections."
"After twenty years of fighting, the army was exhausted, nine out of ten houses were empty, and the national treasury was at its bottom."
"Taxes have been increased by 25%, and the people are miserable."
"Continuing to fight and negotiate for peace at this time will only drag down the people."
"When the time comes, it will inevitably arouse public outrage."
"I feel that Marquis Jing'an has no good intentions. Please kill Marquis Jing'an."
The person who spoke was wearing a dark blue official uniform, holding a white jade tablet in his hand, and looked like he was upright and solemn.
The younger brother got the instruction and started to charge.
At least put things right.
"I second the proposal."
"I also feel that what Mr. Hu said is true."
A large group of mid-level officials burst into laughter.
They all supported Mr. Hu, who was wearing a dark blue official robe.