Reborn in the Water Margin as emperor, built tanks to level the world

Zhao Ji sat on the dragon chair, frowned and pondered for a long time, and then said this to Liang Shicheng with a rather strange expression:

"What Liang Aiqing said is true. That old man Zhong Shidao is indeed somewhat capable in leading troops to fight."

"But as far as I know, that old man is very disgusted and hostile to Liang Aiqing, Yang Aiqing, and even Gao Qiu and Tong Guan, who have already surrendered to the enemy and treason."

"If before this army conquers Shuibo Liangshan, that old man is released from prison and fights together with you."

"I'm afraid that there will be many mistakes in the entire process of confronting the enemy in the future."

"Don't wait until then. My dear friends haven't even waited to go into battle to kill the enemy. There will be a huge quarrel in our camp first."

After Liang Shicheng and Yang Jian looked at each other, they both nodded frequently.

But after a while, Liang Shicheng expressed his different opinions to Zhao Ji:

"The official family, the official family's worries are definitely not groundless."

"But the military talent of that kind of teacher is also obvious to all."

"The officials, as long as they can release Zhongshi Dao from prison and let him join forces with us to fight against the enemy."

"Then, those of us who are ministers, in order to ensure that we can conquer Liangshan, we are willing to give up some of our own principles to cater to the preferences of the teacher."

"As long as the way of teaching does not go too far in dealing with the enemy, then our ministers will never embarrass them too much."

"But this time, if we can lead the imperial army to wipe out Shuibo Liangshan in one fell swoop, then what will it mean for us ministers, even if we suffer some losses and suffer some grievances?"

The more Liang Shicheng said, the more puzzled Zhao Ji became and the more incredible he felt.

Because he always felt that today's words were very strange when they came from Liang Shicheng and Yang Jian.

It was as if those two stubborn and fawning ministers suddenly turned into loyal ministers serving the country and the people at that moment.

Zhao Ji wanted to figure out in a moment what the other party's intention was in saying and doing this.

But after all, he thought highly of himself.

At this moment, no matter how much Zhao Ji pondered and thought in his head, he still couldn't understand why the other party did this.

What if Zhao Ji immediately rejects the proposal of the two ministers?

This is untenable both emotionally and rationally.

But what if Zhao Ji agrees to the suggestions of those two ministers?

He is also afraid that if he does this, he will harm that kind of teacher.

After all kinds of tangles in his heart, he could only sigh with a complicated face:

"My dear friends, I understand everything you are saying."

"But you are not unaware of the stubborn temper of that old man Zhong Shidao."

"At this moment, even if I want to release him from the dungeon of Dali Temple, he may not cooperate with you two beloveds in fighting."

"So, let's put this matter aside for now."

"It's not too late to take care of it after a few days."

After hearing what Zhao Ji said, Liang Shicheng and Yang Jian wanted to persuade him again.

But Zhao Ji suddenly stood up from the dragon chair at this moment.

Then he waved his hand to the civil and military officials below the imperial rank:

"I'm tired."

"It's all gone, it's gone."

Liang Shicheng, Yang Jian, and Cai Jing looked at the empty Long An with mixed feelings in their hearts.

Although I am not reconciled at this moment, there is nothing I can do about it.

……

Since Zhao Ji dismissed the court, his eyebrows have been frowning tightly.

Wu Zi headed towards the study room.

But after an unknown amount of time, behind him, Eunuch Sheng's careless voice suddenly sounded:

"Guan family, why don't the officials take advantage of this opportunity to release that kind of old general from prison?"

"After all, in these days, the relationship between the official family and that kind of prosperity is not bad."

"If we can take this opportunity to release General Zhong from prison, it will be equivalent to sending a favor to the Ronghua Empress."

"When the time comes, the Ronghua Empress will definitely feel grateful for the kindness of the officials, and then she will do her best when serving the officials."

"I don't know what the official means..."

Zhao Ji couldn't help but move forward, but suddenly paused at this moment.

Then, he slowly turned around and looked at Eunuch Sheng, who was standing behind him with a humble face.

Zhao Ji nodded slightly:

"Xiao Shengzi, what you said is right."

"But you also know how hateful that old man was back then. He actually contradicted me like that in that court, in front of all the cultural relic officials."

"If it hadn't been for that day, I thought that that kind of old man was the old father of my beloved concubine, maybe he wouldn't have survived that day."

"Hey……"

"That's all, let's not mention it now. It makes me upset when I mention it."

Zhao Ji's lunch was eaten by himself in the minister's study room.

As soon as it got dark, Zhao Ji went to the courtyard filled with flowers with a complicated expression on his face.

Since Eunuch Sheng is Zhao Ji's personal attendant, he will naturally accompany him now.

It's just that Zhao Ji, after entering the inner room where flowers were planted, left him as an outsider outside.

Zhao Ji had just entered the door and was still enjoying tea by himself beside the tea table. Then he noticed something was wrong on Zhao Ji's face.

However, before she could bring Zhao Ji over to serve him tea, Zhao Ji shouted and hugged Zhong Fanhua around his waist.

Immediately, regardless of the delicate annoyance of the flower, he walked out with a few strides and placed the soft, fragrant and tender body of the flower on the inside of the bed.

Just when she was planting flowers, she thought her husband wanted her to do something shameful in the daytime.

Zhao Ji stepped forward and hugged the flowery body into his arms again.

Zhao Ji's breathing was both hot and rapid at this moment.

When it hits the delicate and white cochlea of ​​a flower-like flower, it can't help but make her provocative face turn red and her breath wheeze.

In her heart, layers of love arose for the man holding her in his arms:

"Official, official family."

"It's such a broad daylight, and the officials are hugging their concubines so intimately."

"But, what do you want to do?"

Zhao Ji smiled slyly:

"Just by listening to these few words that my concubine said, I already understood what my concubine was thinking."

"If that's the case, why do you, my dear concubine, ask me questions knowingly?"

As soon as Zhao Ji finished speaking in Zhongfanhua's ears, Zhongfanhua shook his little head frequently:

"But, but the official family, it's not dark yet."

"If later, any sister comes here to find a concubine, or a rather reckless palace maid breaks in."

"Then, my concubine, how can I see anyone with my face?"

"So, the officials, the officials should stop doing this."

"If the official wants me to sleep with you today, then after an hour or two, I will definitely do what I want."

"So please don't be impatient if you still invite officials."