Chapter 572

Zhu Zan stopped jumping and picked up the letter and beard on the ground, swearing.

"What happened?" The right man came up and asked.

"Huang Cheng, who is old and immortal, persuaded the emperor to accept peace." Zhu Zan sneered.

The man looked surprised.

"Is he crazy?" He asked.

Zhu Zan sat down again on the stone.

"It's crazy to say this when we don't lose in opening a mutual market and cutting six counties." He said, "it's ridiculous that there are so many lunatics in the world."

The man patted Zhu Zan on the shoulder.

"These people who are far away in the court are too afraid of war. The way to solve their fear is to stop the war, but they don't know that it's not no war, but war that stops the war." He said.

Zhu Zan sneered.

"It's not that they don't know, but it's none of their business." He said, "for some people, what does it matter if they cut the land and give up the people? Anyway, they are still rich and powerful."

Things in the court are too high. Men feel they can't evaluate or control.

"What shall we do now?" He asked, then do what you can control.

Zhu Zan looked at the letter for a moment.

"Make peace." He said, "there must be a lot of people in the court who disagree. The people in the North disagree, and the generals in the north will not agree."

He said, putting on his beard and standing up.

"We don't agree either."

Then he strode forward.

The man said hello to all around, and many people followed up and sped north.

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"It's ridiculous and ridiculous."

The night was heavy, and the lights in Ningyan's study were still bright.

"There are few soldiers, the people are trapped and the country is short."

Ning Yan is more haggard than a few days ago. He hasn't changed his official robe. He sits in front of the book case and looks angry.

"It's nonsense to say that the lack of national treasury in our big week is due to the consumption of military funds by Cheng Guogong."

"The Treasury is scarce. We should ask him Huang Cheng. He is in charge of the Treasury. Where did he get all the money?"

The book case was patted and the tea cup was shaken.

Ning Yunzhao, sitting opposite, reached out and held her hand.

"Uncle, change your clothes first." He whispered, unfolding the homely cotton padded robe he was wearing.

Changing clothes was all done by the girls, but Ning Yan angrily went down the door and entered the study without saying a word. He was locked so late that no one was allowed to come in.

Mrs. Ning had no choice but to entrust Ning Yunzhao to come in and see what happened by delivering clothes.

The matter that the imperial court and Jin people want to discuss peace has been spread.

At first, the people thought it was a surrender, and everyone in the capital was happy. After all, it's a good thing not to fight.

But immediately, the conditions of Jin envoy in the court shocked everyone. It turned out that it was not surrender, but a threat.

The news of 100000 golden soldiers made the whole capital cloudy and chaotic.

Ning Yan and other officials were very angry. They reprimanded him on the spot and drove him out. At the subsequent court meeting, they wanted to kill him and send him to the northern front line to show that they would never talk well.

But not fighting is always a good thing. In addition to the angry main war faction, a number of officials feel that this matter is not irreparable.

"To negotiate peace is to negotiate." Huang Cheng said slowly, "I don't think the conditions are suitable. Let's talk about it. What's the hurry?"

I've been riding on my head to shit. If I don't slap you, I have to discuss whether you want to sit down and show respect again?

The verbal abuse between the two sides became more and more intense. Finally, several old ministers in the court simply fought with Huang Cheng and others, disordered the court and stunned the emperor.

But then Huang Cheng really talked about it, and he actually talked it down.

"You can not open the exchange market, as long as the three counties, they also have no choice. They want to find a way to live, and they can call Da Zhou a vassal, last year's money."

Vassal, old coin.

These two things brightened the emperor's eyes.

Although the old coin doesn't have much money, it's an attitude. Bow down and be a minister.

Let a former enemy bow down to be a minister, that is an achievement, an achievement that can be comforted in front of all ancestors.

"How can this be an achievement!"

Ning Yan stood up and paced, just like in the hall.

"And ceding three counties. It's still not peace, it's still a threat."

"What does it mean to bow down and be courteous? It's never in exchange for the benefits of grace giving and ceding."

"Only hit the service."

"I don't believe it. I'm so big that I can't even win a mere 100000 golden soldiers."

Looking at the angry Ning Yan, Ning Yunzhao looked calm.

"The Ministry of officials said that the people are trapped and the country is lack, so they can't afford to spend it." He said.

"What I can't afford is the golden man." Ning Yan raised his eyebrows and said.

Ning Yunzhao smiled.

"Uncle, why don't you change your clothes and eat first." He said.

Ning Yan sat down again in front of the desk.

"No." He said as he picked up his pen. "When I finish writing this memorial, I'll go into the palace immediately."

This memorial naturally refutes Huang Cheng's request for peace and persuades the emperor to continue the war against the Jin people.

Ning Yunzhao stroked the cotton padded robe.

"Uncle." He said, "but your majesty doesn't think it's a threat."

Ning Yan stopped writing and looked up at him.

"I know what you mean." He said.

The reason why Huang Cheng and others can jump up and down and try their best to promote peace negotiation is actually that the emperor moved his mind.

Now the main battle is the debate between the Lord and the Lord. To put it bluntly, it is a matter of following the holy will or going against it.

So now, more and more officials are silent.

"However, loyal advice goes against the ear. That's what you should do as a minister." Ning Yan continued, looking solemn.

Ning Yunzhao answered yes.

"I study ink for my uncle." He said, putting aside his robes and brushing his sleeves.

Ning Yan didn't speak any more. The study fell into silence. The light threw the figure of one man studying ink and one man lowering his head to write quickly on the window.

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On December 18, the editor Jiang Jing denounced Zhaozhou for his arrogance, ferocity and slander.

On December 20, Li Nan, a doctor who advised him to overturn right and wrong, bewitched the saint, listened to the dismissal and issued an imperial edict to the prison for questioning.

On December 25, Ning Yan, who was involved in political affairs, was deposed.

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"So there's no way to stop peace?"

Miss Jun put down the letter in her hand and said faintly.

The shopkeeper didn't get angry this time. He put it away carefully and sighed softly.

"Yes." "Huang Cheng, a senior scholar, is fully responsible for peace talks," he said

Miss Jun smiled and turned her mouth into ridicule.

"I see." She finally just said.

What else can they do? The temple is high and the country is a major event. What can they do.

The shopkeeper sighed again.

"I'll send you the latest news." He whispered, saluted and left.

Miss Jun sat in the room for a long time.

"I shouldn't have..." she murmured. "I shouldn't have died like that. I should have killed him. I didn't kill such a waste. It was a failure."

She thought about something and felt a blank again.

Footsteps came from outside the door.

"Miss Jun." Mrs. Yu's voice sounded outside.

Miss Jun answered, the thick curtain was lifted, and Mrs. Yu came in.

She still wore the flowered jacket sent by the village women here and rested for a few days. Her feet had recovered and moved freely.

Recovered, Miss Jun watched her recover.

If she forgets her way, she can recover.

"Mrs. Yu." She stood up and said, "I'll get ready. We'll set out for Daming mansion tomorrow or the next day."

Mrs. Yu looked at her and shook her head.

"No, Miss Jun." She said, "I'm not going to Daming mansion. I'm going to another place."