In other words, although Zhao Jiu did not deliberately learn the daily work style of any great American president in later generations, he objectively achieved a daily work process similar to that of American presidents in later generations... This is not a problem. After all, sitting in the White House office and listening to intelligence briefings, there is also Roosevelt, right?
However, it is worth mentioning that perhaps great people always have something in common. Although Zhao Jiu cannot post on Twitter, he has acquired another bad habit of that person - he likes to interrupt and ask questions when others are summarizing intelligence, then complain for no reason, and interfere with the normal work of the staff in an extremely low-end way.
"Is this how the Xixia envoy understood it?"
Amid the sound of the drizzling rain, Zhao Jiu, who had changed into thick clothes, suddenly interrupted Yang Yizhong's report and frowned. "He took everything as a sign of a war? Did Prime Minister Lu resign because I wanted to get rid of the old minister and start a war? Did I make him king because I wanted to give him a high title to silence him? Did I reopen the Qingmiao loan, issue Jiaozi, and sell national bonds because I disregarded people's livelihood and tried desperately to make money in preparation for a fight? Did the Mid-Autumn Festival that just passed and the memorials and comments in the official newspaper also stir up people's hearts before the war?"
"Yes!" Yang Yizhong answered straightforwardly.
"Then, did I not go archery today? Did I mean to conserve my energy and prepare for a duel with Wanyan Wushu across the Yellow River?"
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"How did the Imperial City Bureau get Gao Shouyi's memorial to Li Ganshun?" Zhao Jiu suppressed his desire to complain and asked another question. "It's so accurate?"
"Reporting to the emperor, this person simply copied the memorials himself and even had a clerk specially hired to write for him. He turned out to be a Confucian scholar from Guanxi who fled to Western Xia during the Jingkang Rebellion and was easily bribed by us." Yang Yizhong answered clearly.
"Why don't you write such a confidential report yourself?" Zhao Jiu asked.
"So that the emperor knows that Li Ganshun likes to show off his literary talent. Except for some military generals, most of the ministers' memorials to the emperor are required to be literary. Gao Shouyi is from a famous family among the Confucian officials of Western Xia. His cousin Gao Shouzhong is the minister in charge of the affairs of cultivating talents in Western Xia's national studies. He can be called the master of Chinese studies in Western Xia. His father-in-law Xue Yuanli is even a prime minister. He is the driving force behind Li Ganshun's establishment of Chinese studies as national studies... Therefore, although Gao Shouyi is a yamen official and basically incompetent in literature, he dare not be without literary talent."
"I understand." Zhao Jiu nodded repeatedly, and then sighed. "In that case, it's no wonder that Gao Shouyi revealed his flaws... Senior Official Lan, write down this matter in a note and give a copy to the prime ministers and Prime Minister Lu's family. Tell them that even the Xixia people are so particular, and the Song Dynasty cannot fall behind. Even if the prime minister's children are incompetent, they must understand the original learning."
Lan Gui, who was attending nearby, was startled for a moment, and after a long time he came around the corner. Then he quickly responded and did what he was told, but he opened his umbrella and went to a public house on the side to find the on-duty clerk to write a note.
"What else?" Zhao Jiu continued to ask after Lan Gui left.
"Also, Gao Shouyi repeatedly mentioned in the letter how powerful the Song Dynasty's imperial army was, how the Yan'an County Prince and Yue Dutong and other generals were good at fighting, and how the emperor was still determined to fight. He also said that Xixia had previously been annihilated by Wanyan Loushi at Yinshan Mountain with 30,000 elite troops, and that Xixia was now unable to interfere in the affairs of the two major countries, and that the two major countries were still full of hatred. He advised Li Ganshun, the ruler of Xixia, to properly handle border affairs and not to attract the attention of the armies of the two countries..."
Zhao Jiu's heart was slightly moved, and then he asked seriously: "Why do I feel that Gao Shouyi is trying to scare Li Ganshun?"
Yang Yizhong was slightly stunned.
But the more Zhao Jiu thought about it, the more he felt wrong: "Think about it, Gao Shouyi is not young anymore. No matter how he behaves like a nobleman and comes from a Confucian family, as a minister of Xixia, how could he not have military knowledge? If I really want to send troops, the deployment of troops, horses, food and grass must be concealed from others. How could he not know that I have no intention of going to war immediately?"
"That's true." Yang Yizhong also nodded slightly in agreement.
"So, if I'm right, this guy is essentially doing the opposite, exaggerating the Song and Jin dynasties to a certain extent, and not allowing Li Ganshun to restore the field army." Zhao Jiu sat in the pavilion, clasping his hands and sneering. "Didn't we say before that there are two major factions in Xixia, the Han faction values literature and the Tibetan faction values martial arts? Gao Shouyi's identity, no matter how you look at it, is he a core member of the Han faction? All crows are black, and since Li Ganshun followed the Confucian officials and practiced Chinese studies, he deserves to be attacked by this kind of people..."
Yang Yizhong remained silent.
"The reason why the Xixia envoys came back this time is, of course, because of the death of Nianhan, and they are temporarily worried about the north." Zhao Jiu continued to analyze. "But in essence, we proved ourselves to be a match for the Jin army in the Battle of Yaoshan... and Xixia is unlikely to really turn against the Jin people just because of the internal chaos in the Jin country. I'm afraid that Li Ganshun will do the same as he did in the past when dealing with the Khitan and the Song Dynasty, playing both sides and trying to please both sides."
Yang Yizhong still didn't say anything... because he knew in his heart that these words were essentially Emperor Zhao talking more to himself.
"How about this, I will help this Xixia envoy." Zhao Jiu thought for a moment and replied seriously. "If we can really scare Li Ganshun, it will be good to reopen Hengshan Douling and replenish the foreign cavalry."
"May I ask your Majesty, how should we scare them?" Yang Yizhong finally spoke.
"I want to write a note to Li Ganshun." Zhao Jiu thought for a moment, and looked out into the rain while answering seriously. "Go and urge Officer Lan to have our Scholar Sanzhao come here to write."
Naturally, Yang Yi Zhong did not dare to delay, and immediately went to the public housing to look for Lan Gui and the Hanlin Bachelor on duty. A moment later, he hurried back with Lan Gui and Fan Zongyin... The latter was officially promoted to the Neizhi position after Lü Haowen officially retired, and became the Hanlin Bachelor commonly known as Neizhi, officially evolving from a Sanzhao Sheren to a Sanzhao Bachelor, and today was his first time on duty as a bachelor.
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