In the Golden Palace, all the ministers were outraged and blamed Liu Shan.
The officials of the Zuo Xiang party remained silent, and except for a few people, no one dared to refute.
"If Prime Minister Liu insists on doing so, then I will lead the army to escort Saint Fang Xu north." Chen Zhixu said.
The officials calmed down. Chen Zhixu was the Grand Marshal of Jing State. Unless there was a danger of national destruction, he seldom led his troops out in recent years. At most, he would go out with light horses and simple clothes to comfort or inspect the troops.
Once the Grand Marshal goes out, according to regulations, there will be at least 100,000 troops accompanying him, and they are all elite troops from the capital.
The Jing army is now the last resort of Jing State.
If Jingguo is in danger, the Grand Marshal can bypass the cabinet and lead his troops out of the capital as long as there is an imperial edict.
After all, the Grand Marshal is of the same rank as the Four Prime Ministers.
Gu Mingzhou said angrily: "Why do you say that, Marshal Chen? If you leave, the capital will be empty. If the barbarians attack the capital, you will be a criminal of Jing State!"
"If Saint Fang Xu goes to the front line and is besieged by barbarians, I will also be a sinner of Jing Kingdom!" said Chen Zhixu.
Liu Shan sighed and said, "Since Marshal Chen is like this, I will give in. There are many new troops in the capital recently. I think we should let the Yuhe Army and Qinghe Army follow Fang Xusheng to the north. A hundred thousand people should be enough."
The officials were very happy when they heard this, but then they began to think deeply.
The Yuhe Army and the Qinghe Army had been established for less than three months, and all of their recruits were new soldiers.
Since last year, the age limit for recruiting new soldiers has been relaxed. As a result, the current ages of new soldiers vary from young children, sixteen or seventeen years old to middle-aged men in their forties. It is unknown how long it will take for them to become combat-ready.
The most crucial thing is that the Yuhe Army and the Qinghe Army are infantry, and the new army's infantry will become a burden once they go north.
The sooner we rescue Zhang Poyue, the better. Fang Yun should lead the cavalry, and light cavalry.
The officials of the Zuo Xiang party remained calm, thinking that the old ones are the most experienced. They pretended not to send troops, and then decided that it would be worse than not sending troops.
"Lord Zuo Xiang, you are the prime minister of a country, but you are targeting Xu Sheng so much. Aren't you afraid of being cursed and criticized by the people?"
Liu Shan said calmly: "I am the prime minister of a country, not the prime minister of the Fang family. What's more, the king is insignificant, and the King of Ji is even less important. In my eyes, there is only the Jing Kingdom, not the Void Saint!"
Gu Mingzhou echoed, "Everyone, please stop arguing. Jing State is in turmoil right now. If Fang Xusheng causes another big mess, Jing State will surely fall apart. Since Fang Xusheng can destroy Jiaosheng's inheritance, it's no problem for us to go north to rescue Zhang Poyue. We just need to wait for Fang Xusheng's triumphant return in Ning'an. We can't afford to cause any chaos at this moment."
Many officials gnashed their teeth, and Gu Mingzhou threatened everyone with the safety of Jing State. If Liu Shan was like this in normal times, Fang Yun would have returned and taken advantage of the power of the Imperial Party to abolish Liu Shan, but now the barbarians were attacking in large numbers, and whether the Liu Party was purged or all of them retired, the entire Jing State would inevitably collapse.
If all the members of Liu's party left, it would take at least a year for Jing State to recover, and this year was enough for the barbarians to surround the capital.
In any history book, being surrounded by foreign races is a great shame and humiliation.
What's more, no one knows what Qing will do after Liu Shan steps down. What if the Emperor orders Qing to march north with millions of troops and invade Jing's territory in the name of pacifying the barbarians? All the officials present can only watch and wait for Chen Guanhai to step in.
This would be equivalent to forcing Chen Guanhai to face two semi-saints, Langlu and Zongsheng, at the same time, with disastrous consequences.
In the past, the imperial party was wary of Liushan's party, but ever since Liushan revealed his identity as a Taoist and the barbarians invaded on a large scale, the imperial party's attitude towards Liushan's party became cautious, and it was not right to touch Liushan, nor was it right to move.
Suddenly, there was a thunder in the sky, resounding for thousands of miles.
Then, dark clouds gathered and heavy rain poured down.
Autumn rain falls in the capital.
Many people were shocked. Looking from the gate of the Golden Throne Hall, the sky was clear just now, but now it was covered with dark clouds. This was definitely not a natural phenomenon. They must have wondered if some important figure was angry. Even the anger of a great scholar would not form such a large area of clouds.
The rain in the city was drizzling because of the holy temple, but outside the city where there was no shelter from the holy temple, the rain was pouring down like waves and walls.
Soon, everyone looked at Fang Yun.
Fang Yun is the Dragon Duke of Wenxing and the Lord of the Yangtze River. His control over the world's climate is now equal to that of the Dragon Emperor, second only to the Saints!
This Wen Xing Long Jue was angry.
Fang Yun stood up from the armchair and walked out while talking.
"Then let's leave the 100,000 infantrymen in the capital. I will only take my private soldiers to the Sanlian Fortress. If anyone is willing to go with me personally, they can set out from Ning'an City. The Cabinet and the Marshal's Office will prepare for a grand review tomorrow. I will personally write a poem to encourage the troops to go north to rescue Zhang Poyue! Liu Shan, remember to guard the Ning'an City Gate and welcome me!"
Grand Marshal Chen Zhixu stood up, bowed and sent Fang Yun off, and said: "Tomorrow I will personally hold the drumstick and beat the drum to cheer for Saint Fang Xu!"
All the officials bowed to Fang Yun and sent him off respectfully.
The guards of the palace watched Fang Yun leave, their eyes full of envy. Now, apart from Chen Sheng, only Fang Yun could step on the white clouds and land, and go or stay as he pleased.
After seeing Fang Yun off, the rest of the officials remained in the Golden Palace, arguing and handling government affairs.
It was an autumn day with drizzling rain as Fang Yun walked out from the side door of the imperial palace. The nearby rainwater drifted in all directions.
The green clothes are not affected by rain.
Fang Yun walked to the carriage of the Minister of Literature and said to the driver, "I am not taking a carriage today. Please take me back to Quanyuan first."
Wen Xiang's driver looked confused, and after a long while he hurriedly said, "Fang Xusheng, please get in the car. I will take you back to Quanyuan. But you'd better send a letter to my master first, otherwise when my master goes out to check, he will find that the car is gone, and I will be whipped when I go back."
"Don't worry." Fang Yun said.
"Fang Xusheng, the eighteen dragon horses in my family have fierce tempers. No one dares to ride them except Wen Xiang. You have to be careful." The coachman reminded carefully. The eighteen dragon horses pulling the carriage often had bad tempers.
"Hmm?" Fang Yun glanced at the eighteen dragon horses indifferently.
Then, eighteen dragon horses neighed softly and knelt down on the ground obediently.
"It's really weird..." the driver was stunned.
Fang Yun patted the driver on the shoulder and walked into the carriage with a smile.
After entering the carriage, Fang Yun fell into deep thought. He had to save Zhang Poyue. There was no danger at all in going to the Sanlian Battle Fort. The barbarians were eager to go to the Sanlian Battle Fort and surround him there.
Even saving Zhang Poyue was not difficult, as the barbarians did not care about the life or death of a university scholar. The most difficult part of the whole thing was how to return to Ning'an City from the Sanlian Battle Fortress.
The route of retreat is of utmost importance.
At present, there is only one army of the Jing Kingdom that can really play a big role in the retreat, and that is the Demonic Iron Cavalry.
The Panoramic Kingdom also has only 50,000 Demonic Cavalry. Although it is now preparing to expand its scale, the actual number of people has not increased.
Among the 50,000 Demon Iron Cavalry, 10,000 are scattered everywhere. Among them, 2,000 are Fang Yun's exclusive Demon Iron Cavalry. They are usually in Baling City. Now they are riding on the raging battle platform with other private soldiers, following the Yangtze River's Jiao Clan from the East China Sea to the Yishui River, and will soon arrive at Ning'an City.
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