However, Lu Benzhong made trouble again.

You have to know that he usually needs a lot of effort to be on par with Emperor Zhao, but today, relying on his experience and instinct, he made moves quickly, which instantly put Emperor Zhao in a difficult position on the chessboard... In fact, after the first few moves, the Emperor was already exhausted, and after a few more moves after the end of the conversation, the Emperor was at a dead end on the chessboard.

Fortunately, a gust of wind suddenly came, and the depressing atmosphere suddenly became comfortable. Then, seeing that rain clouds seemed to be rolling in from the west, Emperor Zhao finally found an excuse and stood up hastily. He probably said that it was raining and he should put away the clothes or something, so he overturned the chessboard, hurriedly put away the chess pieces, and prepared to go back to sit in the main hall of the temple.

It was not until this time that Lu Benzhong came to his senses.

Before the two men entered the Buddhist temple, they were bored on a rainy day, so they set up the chessboard in front of the Buddha again and started the game again. This time, Lu Benzhong used all his skills to his full potential, and served Emperor Zhao to a certain extent.

And when the chess game reached the middle stage, black and white were fighting for a small space in the Buddhist hall, while outside the temple, there was a storm in the vast sky, which gave the feeling of being in a small world. In the end, Emperor Zhao's mood gradually improved.

But for some reason, after the game was over, the sky became darker as the rain fell. After lighting the lights and playing again in the middle of the game, Lu Benzhong noticed that Emperor Zhao was a little absent-minded - no matter how hard he tried to serve him, he couldn't get him up.

This was the difficulty of being a companion to the emperor. Although he had suffered many setbacks, he had no choice but to follow the emperor's ridiculous move. Mr. Xiao Donglai could only bite the bullet and ask, "Is the emperor worried about the war in Xinlingzhou?"

"Even though there are tens of thousands of desperate people, once the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. Even if there are a few backbones, they can't hold up the overall situation... What are you worried about?" Emperor Zhao shook his head. "Li Ganshun shouldn't have run away."

"Then your Majesty is worried that the two commanders Zhai and Dong may not have enough troops in the east, so that they may be ambushed by Wanyan Huonu?"

"Huo Nu is capable of doing such a thing." Zhao Jiu sneered. "Whether this person really has a deep father-son relationship or is pretending to have such a deep father-son relationship and is in a difficult position, it is possible for him to do such a thing... But he is alone and cannot do anything. Now our army is surrounding and blocking Yan'an. If he wants to mobilize troops, he must get the troops in Suide to assist him. And the coincidence is that Wuzhu sent Salihe to be the backup of Huo Nu, so he is not a concern."

Lu Benzhong was slightly stunned.

Zhao Jiu explained a little when he saw the situation: "Salihe is a man with no ability. Wu Jie beat him to tears in Fangzhou that day. He was nicknamed the Crying Young Master. He definitely didn't have the courage to provoke a fight with Han Shizhong and Wu Lin when the Zhe family had taken the initiative to go south and the Tangut soldiers at the eastern end of Hengshan had surrendered to us. Another reason is that he was raised under Aguda's command. He was in the Western Army and Wanyan Bendu was in the Eastern Army. They were both specially arranged by Aguda's direct lineage. Now, of course, he is also a trusted confidant of the three Wushu brothers. He dare not disobey Wushu's military orders. The last one is that before the three Wushu brothers seized power, that is, when Nianhan was in power, he once split the Western Army with Huo Nu... With this previous record, we still have to be a little bit cautious."

"If that's the case, there's no need to worry about the east." Lu Benzhong nodded repeatedly.

"In fact, this is probably Wushu's original intention. Wushu just doesn't want Huo Nu to fight with us." Zhao Jiu continued to stare at the chessboard and smiled.

"It was the result of the battle at Yaoshan that caused the situation to reverse overnight. Wushu has been afraid of the emperor and the imperial army ever since." Lü Benzhong twirled his beard and thought for a moment, then quickly flattered again. "That battle, the more I look back, the more I feel it was a battle against the will of heaven. No matter how you think about it, it is so important. Otherwise, why would Wanyan Wushu ask for peace, abandon the land, and avoid fighting to this extent?"

"No." Zhao Jiu shook his head repeatedly, and finally became serious. "The battle of Yaoshan can be exaggerated, and it is indeed the reason why Wushu avoided the battle this time, but at most it stopped the momentum of the Jin army and made them dare not attack on this side of the river, but it cannot be said that Wushu is afraid of us from now on... In my opinion, it is precisely because Wushu knows it very well, and I and the ministers also know it very well, that we know that the main force of the Jin army is still stronger than that of the Song Dynasty, so after taking power, he first negotiated peace, second abandoned the land, and third avoided the battle."

Lu Benzhong was completely confused.

"Because only when we have superior military strength and still have strength, can we negotiate peace, give up territory, and avoid war to seek stability, and if we really march into Hebei and win another battle, the military strength of both sides will reverse, and he Wanyan Wushu might be three times tougher than Nianhan." Zhao Jiu did not keep him in suspense. "After all, things like bowing down can only be effective when the strong side does it. Once the weak side bows down, it will only be in vain and show weakness, and will destroy itself... Li Ganshun should not have sent an envoy to ask for peace with me, and I am really surprised, why did the court agree to the peace request once the Western Xia was exhausted in the past?"

Lu Benzhong was slightly stunned, thinking for a long time, and spent a lot of time on the chessboard. After carefully placing the pieces, he asked seriously: "If so, may I ask the emperor, now that the situation in the east and west is stable, what exactly are you concerned about?"

"I care about three things." Zhao Jiu sneered. "The first is that although the situation is stable, I don't know when it will be resolved."

Lu Benzhong let out an "oh" and instantly came to his senses.

"Secondly, northern Shaanxi, Hengshan, and Xingling suffered from war. One side was inhabited by Han people, needless to say, but the other two places were mostly inhabited by Dangxiang people... How should we appease them? Although I said that we should treat them equally, if I give them the same post-war tax reduction treatment as Xingling, Hengshan, and Yan'an, it will inevitably arouse resentment from the people of Guanxi, saying that I actually appeased the Dangxiang people the same as them." Emperor Zhao continued to sigh.

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