"Leading a hundred thousand cavalrymen and bringing beauties to Yangzhou!" Song Qingshu beamed with joy, "Good poem, good poem!"
Seeing his complacent expression, the women in the room all had strange expressions. Ah Jiu finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Song Qingshu's face was a bit embarrassed, "Is there a problem?"
Ah Jiu pursed her lips and laughed, "Although Song Qingshu is a genius, this poem is a bit ordinary." She was born in the royal family and was taught by the most knowledgeable Confucian and Hanlin since childhood. Naturally, she could distinguish between good and bad.
Zhao Min also added with a smile, "It's not just ordinary, it's also suspected of being boastful."
Song Qingshu was angry, "How am I boasting?" At the same time, he sighed in his heart. Those transmigrators all relied on Tang and Song poems to show off, but he was the only one who was so sullen. Who asked the dynasty he transmigrated to have a problem? Those famous poems in history had long been published, and the most famous poet of the Qing Dynasty, Nalan Xingde, was still here, so he couldn't copy even if he wanted to. With great difficulty, he finally wrote a few lines, but he was laughed at by a few of his confidantes.
"It's good enough that you can gather five thousand cavalrymen from top to bottom, let alone a hundred thousand cavalrymen." Zhao Min's eyes smiled like crescent moons. When will you come to our Ruyang Palace as a guest? At that time, I'll let you see the power of a hundred thousand cavalrymen.
"You guys are clearly pedantic. Whether a poem is good or bad, the most important thing is the atmosphere and mood, okay? Forget it, you people won't understand even if I explain it to you. I'll go see how the preparations are going outside." Song Qingshu fled, but hearing the bell-like laughter of the women in the tent behind him, he couldn't help but snort gloomily, "If I knew it would be like this, I would have changed it to riding beauties to Yangzhou, and then I would ride whoever laughed!"
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Soon, Song Qingshu led the army and set off. Along the way, the Golden Snake Camp followed Song Qingshu's instructions and insisted on the principle of attacking the city and attacking the heart. Because the main force of the Green Camp was wiped out and Li Kexiu was captured, all the prefectures in Jianghuai were in a panic and many surrendered. Even if there was resistance, it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot and was quickly crushed.
About half a month later, Song Qingshu led the army to attack Yangzhou, which meant that the Golden Snake Camp had occupied all of Li Kexiu's territory.
Because of the turmoil in Jianghuai, the Southern Song Dynasty also quickly responded. The army also began to gather in Caishiji, Nanjing, Zhenjiang, Changzhou, and Suzhou areas. The two sides confronted each other along the river, and the war was imminent.
Song Qingshu gathered the senior generals of the Golden Snake Camp to discuss how to deal with the upcoming situation. Most of them advocated to pursue the enemy while they were victorious. The unstoppable momentum of the past few days, in addition to Song Qingshu's display of martial prowess, caused their confidence to swell. Yangzhou was only five to six hundred miles away from Lin 'an. As long as they could attack Lin' an, the Southern Song Dynasty would naturally collapse. At that time, the Golden Snake Camp could completely take advantage of the situation to establish a country, and they would be the ministers and founding fathers of the country, enjoying the glory for generations to come.
However, there were still some old and prudent people who expressed their opposition, thinking that attacking the Southern Song Dynasty was too risky, but they were soon drowned out by the voices of the people who advocated war.
The group of people quarreled incessantly, but Song Qingshu did not express his opinion. Instead, he turned to look at Zhao Min and asked, "Miss Zhao, what do you think?"
The room quickly quieted down. During this period of time, they had already known Zhao Min's identity, and were not fooled by her delicate appearance. After all, she had played countless men in the palm of her hand, and even almost wiped out the entire Wulin World of the Central Plains. These deeds were too valiant.
Zhao Min in the north, and Huang Rong in the south, had become the two most resourceful women in the world. There was even a busybody who imitated the Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chicks of the Three Kingdoms period and made a similar saying, "Zhao Min in the north, and Huang Rong in the south, if you get one of them, you can stabilize the country. If you get both of them, you can conquer the world."
Although it was a joke made by a busybody, it spread far and wide in Jianghu. After all, Guo Jing had married Huang Rong and turned from a silly boy into a hero of his generation. He also stopped the Mongolian cavalry from marching south in Xiangyang and protected half of the Southern Song Dynasty.
Needless to say, Zhao Min made a bloody storm in the Wulin World of the Central Plains, and made her father, Duke of Ruyang, stand out from countless Mongolian princes, and become one of the four most powerful Mongolian princes.
However, everyone treated the matter of the two beauties as a joke. After all, either one of them was an extraordinary woman of the present age. To be able to obtain one of them would be a blessing to the ancestors of eighteen generations. Moreover, Huang Rong was already married to someone else. With Guo Jing's upright character, how could he have any relations with Zhao Min?
A person's reputation was like a tree's shadow. Seeing that Zhao Min wanted to say something, the others naturally quieted down.
Zhao Min smiled faintly, and her voice was soft and crisp, "As the Mongolian Commandery Princess, I naturally hope that the Golden Snake Battalion can pursue the victory and directly attack Lin 'an."
Seeing that she agreed with their side, the pro-war faction immediately became excited and began to criticize those who advocated peace.
"Zhao!" Zhou Zhiruo raised her eyebrows and stood up to say something, but she was stopped by Song Qingshu next to her.
"Listen to her." Song Qingshu looked calm, and it was hard to tell whether he was sad or happy.
As if she had found a confidant, Zhao Min smiled sweetly and changed the topic in an instant, "But as a friend of Song Qingshu, I suggest that you make peace with the Southern Song Dynasty."
"Why?" The pro-war faction suddenly burst into an uproar, and asked one after another.
Zhao Min did not directly answer, but asked, "May I ask, how is the fighting power of the Golden Snake Battalion compared to the Mongolian cavalry?"
The group looked at each other, and finally answered embarrassedly, "I'm afraid not." The Mongolian cavalry had swept the north, the Central Plains, and the Western Regions in these years. No matter how conceited they were, they would not be so arrogant to that extent.
"But we have the Golden Snake King …" There was still someone who was not convinced and said weakly.
"After all, Song Qingshu is made of flesh and blood." Zhao Min looked at Song Qingshu next to her, "Do you expect him to kill the general in every battle?"
Seeing that the group did not speak, Zhao Min said, "The Song Dynasty looks weak on the surface, but when it comes to a real fight, it will burst out with amazing power. Our Mongolian army is unstoppable in all directions, but only in the Southern Song Dynasty did we suffer the most. The Golden Snake Battalion has just won some victories, but you people are muddle-headed and actually want to attack Lin 'an. You are really a fool's talk. "
The group was speechless after being reprimanded by her. Many people thought that if they had such a powerful mistress in the future, then their days would be difficult.
Seeing that it was about time, Song Qingshu said, "In addition to what the Princess has just said, there are two important reasons. First, the Jianghuai region has just surrendered, and our foundation is not stable. We have not even had time to digest the results of the previous battles, so it is not wise to start another war. Second, the Divine Prefecture has fallen, and the foreign tribes are wantonly. The Southern Song Dynasty represents the orthodoxy of the Han people in the world. If we attack the Southern Song Dynasty, it will be easy for us to be despised by the Han people in the world. We cannot take this risk."
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