"Daren Han's words are incorrect," Moqi Feng said expressionlessly, "When it comes to the interests of the nation, how can we simply use the word 'etiquette' to restrict it? Could it be that Daren Han has forgotten the example of Song Xianggong?"
Hearing the other party ridicule him for being pedantic, Han Xingzhou was inwardly furious, "From Minister Zuo's tone, you are certain that Mongolia will return Sichuan. If something happens, can Minister Zuo take responsibility?"
Moqi Feng chuckled, "These grassland people have always been treacherous and cunning. Even if they really don't return Sichuan, it is because Lord Han was careless and fell into their trap. What does that have to do with me?"
He had been in the bureaucracy for decades and was already very slippery. He knew that the biggest principle of the bureaucracy was not to seek merit but to seek to avoid mistakes. History had proven that those who were hot-blooded and spoke passionately to shoulder the responsibility before the dust had settled did not have a good ending. How could he be so unwise as to promise to take responsibility for this matter?
"You!" Han Xingzhou was almost angered to death by the other party's shamelessness. His subordinates were also angry, but it was a pity that it was not convenient for them to curse because of their status.
"Lord Han, there is no need to be nervous," Moqi Feng did not care about the murderous gazes of the crowd and continued, "Even if we can't get Sichuan back, it doesn't matter. This minister has already successfully convinced Lord Li when I came to Yangzhou this time. He promised to bring Jianghuai to our Great Song. Obtaining Jianghuai is no worse than recovering Sichuan. Moreover, we don't have to pay tribute to Mongolia or provide Golden Snake Battalion with provisions. Sigh, Lord Han, it's not that I want to criticize you, but your previous agreement was too generous with the imperial court.
You didn't pay for it yourself, so you don't feel bad, right? "His words made Han Xingzhou's eyelids twitch. What was even more shameless was that Moqi Feng kept mentioning the imperial court, as if he really was a loyal minister who cared about the country and its people. Han Xingzhou secretly sighed, thinking that he had never seen such a shameless person before!
It was a pity that the other party's official rank was higher than his, and the other party was pestering him endlessly. On the surface, he seemed to be in the right, leaving Han Xingzhou with nowhere to vent his grievances.
Moqi Zhuo observed Han Xingzhou's reaction with great interest. The reason why he had almost openly offended Han Xingzhou was that he knew his position. The reason why the Emperor had appointed him as the Prime Minister was to keep Han Xingzhou and Jia Shidao in check. If he showed any sign of goodwill to either of them, the Emperor would definitely be wary of him. All of his power came from the Emperor's trust. Once the Emperor became estranged, his good days would come to an end.
"Prince Song has shown kindness to our dynasty!" Cheng Yaojia could no longer watch. Thinking about how Song Qingshu's life and death were unknown, she couldn't help but burn with anxiety.
As soon as she spoke, everyone turned to look at her. Cheng Yaojia had always been shy, so she suddenly became the focus of attention. Her face was as red as an apple. Even so, she still plucked up her courage and said, "Prince Song has saved the princesses of our dynasty!"
Han Xingzhou and the others all agreed. The princesses who had been trapped in the Laundry Yard had been able to escape from the Jin Kingdom because of Song Qingshu. This matter had been widely spread in Lin 'an.
"The Chai family has shown kindness to our dynasty's Taizu," Moqi Zhuo replied calmly, causing everyone's expression to change.
They knew that he was quibbling, but when it came to the dynasty's Taizu, Han Xingzhou and the others didn't dare to say anything. They were afraid that they would be attacked. As the saying goes, it is better to offend a gentleman than a villain. Moqi Zhuo was a poisonous snake. In the past, Yue Fei, who was at the peak of his power, had been killed by this person. The others couldn't help but fear his ability to harm people.
"In the future, if the Mongolians go back on their word, I will report this matter to the Emperor and let the Emperor decide! Let's go. "Han Xingzhou glared at him fiercely, then left with his subordinates.
After being interrupted by this group of people, Li Yuanzhi's grip on the saber loosened a little. The guard next to her saw the opportunity and went over to seal her acupoints, taking the saber from her hand.
Li Kexiu glared at her daughter fiercely and said, "Someone, take Miss away. Ask Nanny Zhang to carefully examine her body and see if she has done anything to disgrace the family."
Li Yuanzhi immediately became anxious and said, "Father ~"
Li Kexiu didn't want to pay attention to him at this moment. She waved her hand and signaled her subordinates to take her away and said, "From now on, Miss is not allowed to take a step outside without my order."
"Yes!"
After Li Yuanzhi was taken away, Li Kexiu looked back at Moqi Zhuo with a worried expression and said, "Lord Han …"
Moqi Zhuo sneered and said, "With me here, you don't have to worry. He is just worried that our actions will affect his credit for conquering Sichuan. Do you think he really cares about the life and death of Song Qingshu? "
After Han Xingzhou and the others returned to the courtyard, Ding Dian finally couldn't help but step forward and say, "Prime Minister Han, are we just going to sit back and do nothing?"
Xin Qiji and Lu You also agreed. They had a good talk with Song Qingshu and it could be said that they were old friends at first sight. Song Qingshu's knowledge and way of talking were very much to their liking.
Han Xingzhou frowned and said, "Moqi Chu is my superior in name after all, and he has been using my selfishness as an excuse to pressure me with the interest of the imperial court. It's not like all of you don't know how despicable and shameless he is. If I step forward to save Song QingShu, won't I be making the dirty water he has poured on me a reality? When I return to Lin 'an in the future, he will sow discord in front of His Majesty. With Jia Shidao adding insult to injury, I am afraid that I will not be able to protect myself. "
In fact, if Song Qingshu hadn't been poisoned by the incurable Golden Ripple Flower, Han Xingzhou might have considered helping him. After all, Song Qingshu was a powerful ally. But now that he was going to die, why should he get involved in this mess?
Politicians were all realistic, and Han Xingzhou could naturally distinguish the gains and losses.
"But …" Ding Dian wanted to say something more, but Han Xingzhou raised his hand to stop him. "This matter ends here. Let's wait and see. You are not allowed to help Song Qingshu. After all, if you help him, it means that I am involved in this matter. "
Xin Qiji, Lu You, and the others looked at each other and saw the disapproval in each other's eyes. The atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little awkward.
Seeing this, Su Shidan hurriedly said to ease the atmosphere, "Minister Han, you have no other choice. This time we came to Yangzhou, we have lost many soldiers and generals. When we return to Lin 'an, Jia Shidao and Shi Miyuan will not let go of such a good opportunity. At this juncture, it is really not a good time to make another enemy."
Ding Li had always disliked Song QingShu, so when she saw him end up like this, she couldn't help but rejoice in his misfortune and hurriedly chimed in with Su Shidan. Ding Bu San and Ding Bu Si were on the same side, so they naturally chimed in as well.
Ding Dian and the others suddenly fell silent. Cheng Yaojia's fingernails were almost digging into her flesh. Unfortunately, the status of her husband and wife was not high, and her own Kung Fu was low. Even if she wanted to help, she didn't know how to start. She could only pray that Song Qingshu would turn his misfortune into a blessing.
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