The last conscience of the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 133: Drive away the black whistle

Zhao Ji is a professional at Cuju.

Even if Liang Xin changed the rules and was infinitely close to the competition of later generations, Zhao Ji was still a professional.

From a thirty-foot long pass, Zhao Ji was able to skillfully stop the ball within one foot with his instep and toes. With just one move, he instantly killed the sea cucumber team in front of Liang Xin.

By the way, Gao Qiu is really of a high standard.

If you practice more, it's no problem to pass the long pass of Bei's No. [-] on the national team.

In the stands, Liang Xin's words made Zhao Ji laugh heartily.

Even though he knew that the Tan Merchants team was conceding the ball, he felt happy listening to Liang Xin's words.

At night, Liang Mansion crosses the courtyard to the east.

Meeting.

Zhang Dun's son, Fan Chunli's nephew, Han Zhongyan's son, etc., as scribes, sat at the bottom, with pens and ink placed in front of each of them.

Zongze was temporarily appointed as the chief clerk.

Because he is the youngest, only 42 years old.

The youngest of the rest is Chen Cisheng, 56 years old.Fan Chunli, Zhang Dun, and Han Zhongyan are all 65 years old.Zongze could only serve as chief clerk for the time being.

Bai E didn't come.

He knew that Bai Hao invited him here because he was a person, but Mrs. Zhu was still there and he couldn't show his weakness.

Liang Xin first said: "I checked some information about the Uighurs. Now the Uighurs are like a piece of scattered sand. Both the Xizhou Uighurs and the Yellow-headed Uighurs are in chaos internally. I didn't find any information about them paying tribute to the Song Dynasty, but they did Consider yourself a vassal state of the Song Dynasty."

Zhang Dun turned his face sideways and winked at his eldest son.

Zhang Ze was also a member of the fifth rank in the court.

At this time, there were Hanlin bachelors, political counselors, and ministers...

In short, he is also a knowledgeable person.

Zhang Ze began to tell the historical data he knew: "Since the rise of Xixia 100 years ago, Xixia has been engaged in decades-long conquests with Tubo and Uighurs..."

To sum up the key point of Zhang Ze's speech, the Song Dynasty had no control over the Western Regions, and due to the pressure brought by Xixia, Hehuang only fully recovered it, and there was no talk of going west at all.

After Zhang Ze finished speaking, Zhang Dun said: "Then, if the superiors send envoys over and let the Uighurs pay tribute, the officials will be happy. The point is, horses. The Uighurs have a lot of good horses. Paying tribute is just a vanity. Horses Trading is the key point. We in the Song Dynasty are short of horses, and Dali is looking down on us when it comes to horse trading."

Liang Xin said: "What is the possibility of following the example of the Tang Dynasty in opening up the land of Anxi and setting up a Protectorate Palace? How difficult will it be, how long will it take, how to lay it out, and how to achieve our presets step by step? The focus of today’s discussion.”

Su Shi: "If we don't rectify military affairs, this is just a fantasy."

Han Zhongyan: "Then, the first step to open up Anxi is to rectify military affairs. This is the way."

Su Shi: "Yes, that makes sense, but military affairs are not easy. At that time, I was not optimistic about the new law, but it was because of the new law that the Western Army was established, so there are still some merits in the new law, but only part of it is desirable."

Fan Chunli: "Let's talk about the Front Division first. The Front Division alone has 420 commanders. Each commander can lead [-] troops. How many soldiers are actually on the register of the Front Division? The number of horses in the Front Division is listed in the Ministry of War and the Privy Council. No, even if there are [-] war horses, how many are there actually? Weapons, ordnance..."

Fan Chunli kept talking about the data. When he got tired of talking, it was his nephew who came up to talk.

From weapons, ordnance, food and grass, horses, armor...

Liang Xin's head was buzzing as she listened. It wasn't that she was confused, but that even the front office of the palace was in a mess. Most of the positions were held by civil servants, and her previous martial arts examinations were all obtained through horseback riding. It's all like taking the Jinshi exam, sitting in the room writing papers.

Plus Yin En’s military attache...

No wonder, Su Shi said that if he opened the land of Anxi without rectifying military affairs first, it would be basically a fantasy and a dream.

There is no such basis at all.The road is made by people, and the food must be eaten one bite at a time.

Let’s start with the front office and the bodyguards department.

The four main forces of the two divisions are: Peng Japanese Army (Cavalry Army), Tianwu Army (Konghe Infantry Army), Longwei Army (Longjie Horse Army), and Shenchou Army (Hujie Infantry Army).

It does require serious discussion.

However, what needs to be discussed first is the issue of the City Council.

The Market Department was abolished and replaced by the Market Department.

Regarding the rectification of military affairs, we still have to wait for Gao Shilin to come over. After all, Cao Ping, the representative of Wu Xun and Gao Shilin, is not here. If Gao Shilin doesn't even wait, this matter won't be done.

The meeting lasted until after midnight, and then dispersed one after another.

Liang Xin did not return to the house.

He still had something to talk to Zhang Dun alone.

Arrange a few side dishes and a bottle of wine.

Liang Xin took out a list and handed it to Zhang Dun. Zhang Dun was stunned for a moment after taking it, then smiled, and couldn't help but start to read: "Yinshi began to prepare for the court meeting, lunch, catch up on sleep, practice calligraphy for half an hour, and rest for a moment Watch the clock, drink tea, study calligraphy and painting for half an hour, and study the original Tao inkstone after nightfall."

"On the second day, I woke up before noon, practiced calligraphy for half an hour, had lunch for half an hour, studied papermaking for half an hour, and studied Tao inkstones until the afternoon. I fell drunk in Taoyuan Pavilion and slept until after noon the next day."

"Three days...

Zhang Dun couldn't read anymore and started to hold his stomach while laughing.

Liang Xin looked embarrassed: "We don't have enough time. I plan to let Zhao Ji participate in the development of new ink. Also, the Cuju League will start soon. Ling You Qiuwei is about to end. I have to find some time to make Tao." The inkstone competition also takes time. The biggest problem now is that the harem is restless."

Zhang Dun stopped smiling and looked at Liang Xin seriously: "Is the harem... restless?"

Liang Xin also nodded seriously: "Zhao Ji has a very full schedule from morning to night. Although he doesn't go to Taoyuan Pavilion every day now, he basically goes to Taoyuan Pavilion once every three days, or once every two days. Ten days ago, he went to Taoyuan Pavilion. Must go one night. By the way, he is still studying medical skills, I think he is also a famous doctor. "

Zhang Dun understood: "Then according to the records in the palace, when will the official... Zhao Ji be?"

Zhang Dun didn't want to call him Guanjia anymore. In his heart, Zhao Ji was not worthy of being emperor, so he just called him Zhao Ji.

Calling it this way can be regarded as an attitude.

He showed that he and Liang Xin were in the same group and called the emperor by his name, which was also a capital crime of beheading.

Liang Xin replied: "Seventeen days."

"Seventeen days!" Zhang Dun was also shocked.

In other words, Zhao Ji has not been to the harem for seventeen days, or has recruited concubines to his palace.

Zhang Dun asked: "How about giving a hint?"

Liang Xin replied: "I have thought about it. If you give me a hint, according to my guess, he might recruit ten at a time and then call it a day. He has recently focused on some newcomers in Lingyou Qiuwei and is waiting for these people." Go on stage. I’ve told him that he won’t go on stage until next year, but he’s willing to wait.”

Zhang Dun was a little confused: "Lingyou wants to enter the palace, right?"

"Correct."

Zhang Dun: "He has a few newcomers in mind, right?"

Liang Xin: "Yes."

Zhang Dun then asked: "Then why didn't he just recruit him into the palace?"

(End of this chapter)