After traveling through time, I became Han Zhang’s grandson?

At the end of May, after the beginning of summer, the city of Bianjing was full of vitality, and a faint heat began to rise everywhere.

But none of this excitement could compare to the military intelligence that had just arrived in the capital.

For the first time, the city of Bianjing was decorated with lights and colors to celebrate victory without any holidays.

No matter which street or alley you walk in, you can hear discussions about the Song-Xia War.

No matter what social status or class the people are from, as long as you are talking about the details of the "Song-Xia War", the place will be packed with guests and it will be extremely lively.

This moment is full of romance and joy that belongs only to the Song Dynasty!

The imperial court also made an exception and held an unprecedented grand court meeting. All officials above the fifth rank in Beijing were present and no leave was allowed.

In the Wende Hall of the Imperial Palace, Emperor Renzong repeatedly checked whether his court robes were clean and tidy without any holes.

In the court outside the palace, all the officials looked excited as they prepared what they were going to say and how to flatter.

In short, everyone had a smile and gentleness on their face, as if these court officials had suddenly become gentle.

"Your Majesty has arrived——!"

Following the eunuch's chant, all the ministers straightened their clothes and joined in unison: "Welcome Your Majesty!"

Emperor Renzong walked briskly into the court where he had ruled for nearly forty years.

"Everyone is safe!"

Emperor Renzong waved his sleeves, sat upright on the dragon throne, and looked at the court officials below with a calm expression.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" The ministers bowed in return.

"Do you have anything to report?"

Emperor Renzong pretended to be ignorant even though he knew the truth. How could you, Your Majesty, not know about such a great victory in the northwest?

"I have something to report—!"

Zeng Mingzhong, the Privy Councilor of the Privy Council, looked straight ahead as he presented the memorial and all the necessary documents that had been prepared long ago.

"speak!"

The old emperor looked like a peasant again.

"I congratulate Your Majesty and the Song Dynasty for gaining a renowned minister who will save the world and a renowned general who will expand its territory—!"

Zeng Mingzhong's words made it clear to everyone that what would follow would be a cutting of the profit cake, and whoever could seize the opportunity would gain countless benefits.

"Hahahahaha, Zeng Qing, Han kid is not in the court now, so you can't hit him with your horse."

Emperor Renzong threw his head back and laughed, pointing at Zeng Mingzhong to show that he could speak.

"This is my sincere opinion. The Great Song Dynasty and Your Majesty are blessed to have this man, the incarnation of the civil and military star, truly blessed!"

Zeng Mingzhong's words made many people gasp. This old guy is really good at bragging!

"Zeng Qing's words are exactly what I want to say. Such a brilliant military achievement is unheard of since the reign of Emperor Taizong!"

Emperor Renzong stood up from the dragon throne and paced back and forth with an excited and satisfied look on his face.

"In my opinion, Han Jinglie lives up to the title of 'Military God of the Great Song Dynasty'!"

When these words were spoken, all the ministers in the court looked at each other in confusion, some not knowing how to respond.

After all, before Han Ming, the Song Dynasty still had many powerful military officials and generals.

Giving Han Ming the title of "God of War", which is considered the highest honor, seems unfair to the many generals since the founding of the Song Dynasty.

"Do you think my words are biased? Or perhaps I'm overly praising Han Jinglie?"

The old emperor glanced at his ministers with an expression that showed he understood everything.

"At my age, I am not afraid of the sin of making irresponsible remarks about my ancestors."

"Ever since Emperor Taizong launched the Northern Expedition against the Liao Kingdom, the Song Dynasty has suffered repeated defeats on various battlefields. Although renowned ministers and generals like Lord Kou and Lord Di Wuxiang have sacrificed their lives, the overall situation can be described as beset with difficulties both internally and externally."

"As for our dynasty, we have even nurtured a powerful and insurmountable regime in the northwest. Doesn't this prove the problem?!"

"Han Jinglie is a capable and talented person."

"Including the suppression of the rebellion in Jiangxi, this is the second time I've led troops alone. At only twenty years old, I've already achieved such an impressive feat."

"In my opinion, he is no less capable than Han Xin, Wei Huo, and Li Yaoshi of the Han Dynasty. They are all worthy of the title of 'Military God' or 'Military Immortal'. Judging from Han Qing's abilities, he will surely be no less capable than them in the future!"

Emperor Renzong's comment made everyone's heart skip a beat, knowing that this time, even if Han Ming wanted to trip him up, he wouldn't be able to stop him.

As soon as the emperor made this statement today, as long as there is no major issue of exterminating nine generations of the family, the emperor who will ascend the throne in the future will have to rely on Han Ming, this capable minister.

"Today we are going to discuss various issues concerning Song and Xia. We will discuss Han Jinglüe's affairs later."

"Mr. Zeng, please read the memorial that Han Ming submitted to the Privy Council to you gentlemen."

Emperor Renzong did not wait for anyone to refute his remarks and went straight to the next topic.

This made all the court officials smile bitterly. How afraid is the emperor that we will put on trouble with Han Ming?

As Zeng Mingzhong finished reading Han Ming's memorial of several thousand words, everyone realized one thing: this war could no longer be fought.

"Your Majesty, I have read the memorial submitted by Han Jinglüe, and it seems that he believes that it is not appropriate to destroy Xia at this time?"

Chen Zheng had better take the initiative to show his abilities, otherwise, the censors would be doomed.

"The key lies here: to destroy or not to destroy? Which one is more beneficial to the Song Dynasty?"

Bao Xiwen is still holding on to his last breath, fighting hard in the Sansi Yamen, constantly coordinating with all parties and delivering supplies to the front line.

"It is to destroy Xia!"

"If we can conquer Xixia in one battle, then the Song Dynasty can reclaim more than a dozen prefectures and counties, including Xingqing Prefecture, especially the Northwest Horse Farm, which is of utmost importance to us!"

Zhang Sheng, who was then the Deputy Privy Councilor, said this somewhat fiercely.

"No, according to Han Jinglue's letter, including the threat posed by the Liao Kingdom, we also need to consider it."

"If Liao supports Xixia and marches south to attack Song, wouldn't we be at war? In that case, whether Song can withstand it is another matter!"

Bao Xiren is now in charge of the three government offices, so he knows the seriousness of the "three redundancies" problem in the court.

If we were to open another battlefield in the north, the foundation of the Song Dynasty would probably collapse!

Bao Xiren's mature and wise words made everyone fall into deep thought, and they couldn't help but think about how to gain more benefits from the war.

"In fact, Han Jinglue's thoughts are the same as Bao Xianggong's. He is worried about the Liao Kingdom and also thinks about the financial pressure of the Song Dynasty."

"Han Jinglüe mentioned that if the Western Xia could be forced to cede territory and pay compensation, the Western Xia regime could be maintained. This would, on the one hand, serve as a means to reduce Liao interference, and on the other hand, effectively weaken the Western Xia's national strength."

"This is also a good compromise for our Great Song Dynasty!"

Zeng Mingzhong stood on Han Ming's side and chose to support him.

After all, for him, this autumn, he will officially partner with Han Zhang, enter the government hall, and become a prime minister.

As for the big boss Fu Yanguo, he will probably have to go home to mourn his mother soon because of the news that her mother is seriously ill. It is unknown when he will return to the court again.

Now that he has established a good relationship with the Han family, he will probably be able to work happily for a few more years as the prime minister.

"What Mr. Zeng said is indeed kind. Western Xia should not be destroyed at this time!"

"As for the Liao, we must not only be wary of its southward advance, but more importantly, the possibility that it might advance westward and annex the territory of Western Xia."

"If the Song Dynasty conquers the Xia Dynasty and the Liao Kingdom gains benefits from the Western Xia, then we will become a sword in the hands of the other side, which will be detrimental to both the country and the people."

Fu Yanguo has been attending court less and less recently, and most of the government affairs have been handed over to Han Zhang. His heart is now on his sick mother.

Among the old buddies who had walked through the "Qingli New Deal" together, the only one who can talk now is his old friend Han Zhang.

Therefore, in order for Han Ming to move forward, Fu Yanguo still tried his best to help him.

"Mr. Han, what do you think?"

As usual, Emperor Renzong questioned his important ministers one by one.

"I agree with what Han Ming, Zeng Gong, Fu Gong and others have said. We should let Xixia go."

Han Zhang is now Han Ming's complete umbrella of protection within the court. Basically, as long as it is not a big problem, the old man will just say one word - listen.

Anyway, with Han Ming shining brightly both inside and outside the Song Dynasty, an old man like me can worry less.

"Then follow the documents submitted by the Privy Council and select the appropriate delegation to enter Xia to negotiate peace!"

"This peace negotiation is the second one between Song and Xia. We must let the world know the great power of our Song Dynasty!"

Renzong's words were very generous. After all, this time it was the Song Dynasty that defeated the Western Xia and negotiated peace, instead of being forced to sign a humiliating agreement like in the "Qingli Peace Agreement". This made all the officials in the court feel refreshed.

It seems that the sense of honor and disgrace after victory has become stronger.

"Your Highness, we obey your command!"