Chen Gui was immediately stunned.
"Also, why were there so many chaos before? Wasn't it because the Jin invaded in large numbers and the front was defeated, so the defeated soldiers were rampant and the army was full of bandits?" Zhao Jiu continued to speak slowly and seriously. "And why does it seem to be temporarily stable today? This is certainly because I stopped the Jin on the Huai River and blocked some ambitious people in the two routes of Jingdong. It is also because of several small victories on the front line, which made the chaotic soldiers fear the central government again. But in the final analysis, it is actually because the Jin retreated completely..."
Chen Gui and others all nodded solemnly.
"So, if the Jin people come again, not to mention Zhong Xiang and the Five Ridges in the south, even the southeast will be in chaos again! Even if the defeated soldiers from Guanxi enter Bashu again, Bashu will also be in chaos..." Emperor Zhao smiled bitterly and spread his hands. "This is why I dare not go to eliminate Zhong Xiang; this is also why I agreed to let Deyuan enter Shu right away; and this is also why I know that my ministers are being forced so hard right now, and everything in Nanyang is in a hurry, and all arrangements are not long-term plans, but I still pretend not to know the real reason as always... Because I am sure that it won't be long before the Jin people come back!"
The men became more and more serious, and finally Chen Gui said sternly: "May I ask Your Majesty, when do you think the Jin people will send troops to attack again?"
"Who knows?" Amid the cicadas' chirping, Emperor Zhao had a blank expression on his face, and he looked up at the sky with his hands behind his back. "We'll have to ask the Emperor of the Jin Kingdom and those powerful officials with the surname Wanyan... Anyway, it's going to happen faster than we thought!"
"Nianhan!"
Cicadas chirp constantly in midsummer.
In the Jin Dynasty's Yanjing, in the Xingtai Shangshu Province, because the Jin Dynasty's king, Du Bogile, Grand Marshal Wanyan Wuqimai and several other Bogiles were far away in Huining Prefecture, it was Hulu Bogile and Wanyan Aguda's eldest son Wanyan Woben who sat on the left, and Yilai Bogile Wanyan Zonghan who sat on the right, and the two sat on the upper seat together.
Then, the ministers of the royal family and generals of various clans who were currently in Yanjing sat on the left and right, with obvious differences in status.
However, just as the meeting began, everyone suddenly heard someone calling out the name of the leader, Yi Lai Bojilie. They all looked in the direction of the voice, but each of them was stunned.
It turned out that the person who called out to Wanyan Nianhan was Wanyan Wushu, who was sitting on a very thick cushion in the middle of summer.
These are the four sons of Jin Taizu Wanyan Aguda.
"Nianhan!"
Wanyan Wushu tilted his butt, twirled his beard and sneered. "Today, in front of everyone in Yanjing, tell me clearly whether you want to join forces to attack Nanyang?!"
Wanyan Nianhan is almost fifty years old this year, almost twenty years older than Wanyan Wushu. Being questioned in person like this, he was naturally furious. However, seeing Wanyan Oben beside him with a blank expression on his face, just lowering his head to drink tea, he actually endured it, and then smiled slowly:
"Wuzhu, I've already said that the west is also important. Xixia is there, the five routes of Guanxi of the Song Dynasty are there, and even the Mongols on the grasslands need our western army to deal with them, not to mention the unknown situation of Yelu Dashi... With so many things to deal with, how can we ignore them just for a little kid like you?"
In the Xingtai Shangshu Province, the laughter just started and then stopped abruptly because Wanyan Wushu stood up and drew his knife.
PS: Thanks to the fifty-fifth cute, Yuema Tianshan, he is a big shot.
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