Zeng Gongliang gave Han Qi the feeling that he was an official fan, and he was determined to squeeze out his idiot who was the prime minister.

But he had never seen Zeng Gongliang, a fence-bearing man, so he got angry for a moment.

Zeng Gongliang returned to class, stood behind Han Qi, and whispered: "This matter is more about father, son, king and minister, and we can't interfere."

Han Qi was shocked, and then he thought of Zhao Xu's repeated suggestions to cancel the annual quota, but Zhao Shu refused several times...

Things have evolved to this day, and this is not just the matter itself, but more of a battle between the father and son.

Zhao Shu was much more harsh than the late emperor, and sometimes almost mean.

Zhao Xu was young and radical, and he could see his eagerness in many matters.

An anxious prince, a mean emperor...

I'm afraid something will happen today!

The ministers bowed their heads, Sima Guang shook his head and sighed, wondering if the officials would be furious about it, and then change to a prince.

He looked around and couldn't tell how many people were gloating, but he thought it would be impossible to find out how many people were gloating.

Zhao Shu supported innovation, but his actions were still restrained. If Zhao Xu came to power, the Song Dynasty would probably undergo earth-shaking changes.

Such changes are naturally something conservatives don’t want to see, so let the prince go unlucky.

Zhao Shu sat on it and narrowed his eyes slightly, and many things flashed through his heart.

This was his first son. When he was born, he was almost ecstatic. Looking at the child, he felt that life was magical.

Gradually, he felt that his children were the continuation of his own life. Only with them could he not be afraid of death.

The child gradually grew up and became rebellious. The adults refused to listen to their words and were supported by his Weng Weng, so Zhao Shu couldn't do anything about it.

But what about now?

Now Zhao Yunrang is out of reach outside the palace. He is not only his father, but also an emperor. He is seeking...

There was a little more harshness in his eyes, and he was going to teach this stubborn son a lesson.

But looking at his son's face, he suddenly couldn't do it again.

In front of everyone, he could only say with a cold face: "The so-called public opinion is just made up by you."

"No, every sentence is true." Zhao Xu felt hope came, "If there is a false statement..."

"Your Majesty, there are many people coming from outside the imperial city..."

An eunuch came outside and looked a little panicked.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Shu was a little angry, feeling that he shouldn't use such things to disturb him.

The eunuch said, "There are more than a thousand people, what do they say..."

He glanced at Zhao Xu, "It was said that the annual monies were cancelled... The soldiers sent Yan Yun..."

Zhao Shu was a little stunned.

He was about to use public opinion to cover up this matter, but immediately a group of people came outside shouting to cancel the annual monies. His old face was a little hot!

But he immediately sneered.

It was not so coincidental that the matter was discussed here to abolish the annual monies, and the people came to petition outside. If someone hadn't done it deliberately, he would not even do this emperor.

But what can he do?

Say they are fake?

More than a thousand people!

Shen An!

Yes, only that kid can make so many people.

"Your Majesty, there are more and more people outside, and now there are more than 3,000."

Zhao Shu's sneer frozen, and he was a little hesitant.

"Go and have a look."

The king and his ministers arrived at the gate of the imperial city, which was already blocked by soldiers.

“Go to the top.”

Zhao Shu took the lead and saw a group of people on the Imperial Street.

"Your Majesty, at least five thousand."

"There are more and more people."

"Cancel the annual tribute, and the soldiers will be sent to Yan Yun!"

"Cancel the annual tribute, and the soldiers will be sent to Yan Yun!"

Zhao Shu saw the fanaticism.

Countless faces were filled with fanaticism, and they were chanting.

"Cancel the annual tribute, and the soldiers will be sent to Yan Yun!"

These people are very sensible. The front is more than thirty steps away from the imperial city, and no one can blame them

"It's terrifying!"

Han Qi said, "Your Majesty, this is the heart of the people!"

At the critical moment, Han Qi took the lead decisively.

I support the king and support the cancellation of the annual monies.

He looked at Zeng Gongliang with a threatening look in his eyes.

If you don't support me, I will join forces with Bao Zheng and others to get you down.

Zeng Gongliang glanced at Bao Zheng, and the old Bao looked down calmly, with a hint of anger in his eyes.

He saw a sneaky figure that no one could recognize, but he recognized the scarf.

It was made by Guoguo, with ordinary needlework, but it was a great idea. The first one was given to Bao Zheng and the second one was given to his brother. There were two in the world. Bao Zheng was moved at that time and praised Guoguo's filial piety very much.

This scarf...

Most people don’t use this thing very much. Lao Bao touched the scarf in his arms and felt cruel, thinking that the boy should be beaten up.

When Zeng Gongliang saw the anger on his face, he thought he was dissatisfied with him, and was shocked in his heart. He quickly expressed his opinion: "Your Majesty, I feel... even if the money is given to the victims!"

If Han Qi joins hands with Lao Bao, I will be in danger! Let’s just follow it.

Zeng Gongliang felt that his decision was very timely, but Bao Zheng looked at him in surprise and said, "Your Majesty, I feel that the people are so inspiring, which reminds me of what Emperor Taizong of Tang said..."

The king and his subjects are covered in black lines.

Lao Bao... If you can't speak, don't say it's OK?

Emperor Taizong of Tang said that water can carry a boat and can also overturn it, but at this moment, do you want to say that the official family is a foolish monarch?

Zeng Gongliang felt that Lao Bao was so fierce, and he was indeed a real warrior.

But they didn't know that if Bao Zheng was worried that things would go back and forth, the boy Shen An would definitely jump up and down and run. The boy was timid. If he made a big mistake, it would be too late to regret it.

Ouyang Xiu hesitated for a moment, "Your Majesty, I will discuss it."

The three prime ministers agreed, and if he dared to object, he would be the public enemy.

Zhao Shu felt aroused in his heart and remembered the situation that Shen An had mentioned.

——The situation in the Song and Liao dynasties has reversed in recent years. The Liao people will be unwilling to give up and continue to provoke and seek opportunities to launch an attack on the Song Dynasty. At that time, the attack will not be like the scale of Yanmen Pass and sneak attacks on Baozhou...

In other words, Yelu Hongji would not be willing to decline the hegemony of the Liao Kingdom and would inevitably take action.

He originally wanted to slow down and wait until he saw Yelu Hongji's reaction next year, but now the prime ministers all agreed, this is the situation.

"Cancel the annual tribute, and the soldiers will be sent to Yan Yun!"

The people outside gathered more and more, and the shouts changed the weather.

This is public opinion.

The prime minister represents the temple and the people represent the rivers and lakes. The opinions of the temple and the rivers and lakes are consistent. This is the general trend of the world.

The situation is vast and unstoppable!

He looked at Zhao Xu.

Zhao Xu was looking at the people with red eyes and very moved.

This son!

Zhao Shu shook his head, thinking that his son is too stubborn, so he should be stubborn. Since ancient times, there have been many stubborn people among emperors, and it is not bad. But you are still so easy to move.

The people's eyes turned red after just a while of shouting. If they shouted for a while, would you have to cry?

Why!

He is still young after all!
To be continued...