The eldest son is fierce

At this time, Tang Jing was arguing with the general beside him until his face turned red. Suddenly, he felt a cold light on his body. He looked up and saw Emperor Yanwen looking at him.

Tang Jing was startled at first, then immediately became excited.

Your Majesty, why are you looking at me? Are you trying to encourage me?

I am the representative of the peace faction. His Majesty looked at me, which means he chose peace.

"Your Majesty, I think it is better to negotiate peace."

Tang Jing immediately stepped forward and declared righteously, "Right now, Great Yan is still recuperating, while the Northern Di have a strong army and powerful horses. If we go to war with the Northern Di, Great Yan's chances of victory are definitely less than 10%."

"Once the war breaks out and Great Yan is defeated, I'm afraid Beidi will not be willing to negotiate peace."

"For the sake of our country, Your Majesty, I implore you to reconsider."

Emperor Yanwen's eyebrows jumped suddenly.

No, old man, did you misunderstand something?

I am looking at you because you are mistreating a young genius, and I want to spank you.

You are so excited, thinking that I am encouraging you?

I encourage you, you big-headed ghost!

"My dear, you..."

As soon as Emperor Yanwen opened his mouth, a group of officials in favor of peace immediately stood up and interrupted him.

"Your Majesty, Minister Tang is quite right. Our Great Yan does not yet have the capital to fight a decisive battle with the Northern Di."

"Your Majesty, please think twice. If war breaks out, I'm afraid the Jingkang humiliation will happen again. How will we face our ancestors then?"

"Your Majesty, I second the proposal..."

"..."

Emperor Yanwen looked at this scene and his expression gradually darkened.

I have such a good temper, so you all think I have no temper, right?

"Bullshit! What a fucking bullshit!"

An angry roar resounded throughout the venue like thunder.

An old man in his sixties with white hair walked out, pointed his finger at Tang Jing and the other ministers, and angrily shouted, "Damn it! The battle hasn't even started yet, and you're already thinking of surrendering?"

"Peace talks? Is that what you call peace talks? This is called treason!"

"How much silver are you planning to spend this time? How many women of Dayan are you planning to sacrifice? Damn, they're not your wives and daughters, so you don't know how much you're going to feel bad for them, right?"

The old general Di Cang looked at Emperor Yanwen and said, "Your Majesty, peace is won through fighting, never bought with money."

"I ask to take command. If the Northern Di dare to fight, I am willing to fight them to the death."

"If the Northern Di cavalry wants to march south, they must first trample over this old bone of mine, Di Cang!"

Although Di Cang was old, his voice was like a loud bell, shaking the whole audience.

Immediately, many military generals also stood up to support Di Cang.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to follow the old general and fight to the death against the Northern Di!"

"Your Majesty, I am willing to serve as the old general's vanguard and lead the men of Dayan to punish the bandits!"

"..."

Seeing that a group of military generals were getting angry, the civil officials who advocated peace immediately refused to cooperate.

"Reckless man, can you win against the Northern Di?"

"You are a crude warrior with no sense of the bigger picture. I am ashamed to be associated with you."

"Damn it, who are you calling vulgar?"

"..."

The entire hall suddenly became noisy, as noisy as a vegetable market.

Many civil officials spat at the soldiers, and a group of military generals were so angry that they rolled up their sleeves and couldn't help but beat these spineless people to the ground.

Here we go again... Emperor Yanwen looked at the messy hall and patted his forehead with his hand.

This is a matter of national importance. Can you please take it more seriously?

Emperor Yanwen glanced at Chen Diaosi beside him, and Chen Diaosi shouted, "Silence!"

The entire hall gradually quieted down.

All the ministers looked up at Emperor Yanwen.

Emperor Yanwen stood up, his eyes fixed on the entire room: "Are you done arguing? Now it's my turn."

"Whether it's war or peace, we can't just listen to you, we also have to listen to the voices of the people."

"It just so happens that I left the palace yesterday and asked a young... boy this question."

"That's his answer, do you want to know?"

Emperor Yanwen took out the paper with "Man Jiang Hong" copied on it from his sleeve and waved it.

All the ministers were shocked at the time. It turned out that this was the reason why His Majesty made up his mind!

But what kind of young man, and what kind of answer he gave, could influence this deep-minded Majesty?

"Forget it, Chen Diaosi, announce the answer to them!"

Emperor Yanwen was too lazy to talk nonsense and handed the paper in his hand to the old eunuch beside him.

The old eunuch unwrapped the folded paper and said, "The answer is a poem called 'Man Jiang Hong: Loyalty to the Country'."

"Burning with anger, leaning on the railing, resting in the rain. Looking up, looking up to the sky and screaming, full of enthusiasm. Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of roads, clouds and moons. Don't wait, the boy's head is white, empty and sad!"

"The shame of Jingkang has not yet been avenged. When will the hatred of my subjects be extinguished? Drive the long chariot and crush the gap in the Helan Mountains. With great ambition, I will eat the flesh of the barbarians when I am hungry and drink the blood of the Xiongnu when I am thirsty. I will start from the beginning, rebuild the old mountains and rivers, and face the heavenly palace."

Although the old eunuch had a soft voice, he was a master of martial arts. The song "Man Jiang Hong" sounded majestic when it came out of his mouth.

The entire hall fell into deathly silence in an instant.

All the ministers were stunned.

This poem, with only more than a hundred words, fully expresses the author's strong patriotic spirit of fighting against the Northern Di, recovering the country, and unifying the country!

The poem is passionate and has a sense of righteousness. It has to be said that it is a famous piece of poetry that has been passed down for hundreds and thousands of years to oppose aggressive wars!

This was created by a teenager?

How could this be done by a teenager?

It would have been difficult to write such a masterpiece without suffering the pain and hardships of war.

No wonder His Majesty was able to make up his mind. The power of this poem is truly immense!

Emperor Yanwen looked at the hall where you could hear a pin drop, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

That's right, I just want to see you look shocked.

"Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty!"

The old general Di Cang was the first to come to his senses. He fell to his knees with a thud, stamping his feet and beating his chest, tears streaming down his face: "Your Majesty, this poem is written for me, an old minister!"

"If I don't restore the old mountains and rivers for Your Majesty, I will die with regrets!"

"I don't know who the young man who wrote this poem is, but I am willing to become his sworn brother."

Hearing the old general's words, a group of generals were immediately furious.

"Your Majesty, I am also willing to become brothers with this young man."

"Haha, let alone brothers with different surnames, I would even recognize him as my adoptive father!"

"Damn it, whoever said that our generals are vulgar warriors, stand up and talk."

"..."

A group of military generals were also excited, and the meaning of Emperor Yanwen taking out this poem became very clear.

beat!

They couldn't argue with this group of civil servants logically and originally thought they had no chance. However, they didn't expect that because of a poem, they suddenly saw the light at the end of the tunnel. The young man was simply their savior.

Not to mention recognizing him as a brother, even recognizing him as a godfather is fine!

A group of civil servants turned green in the face when they saw this scene.

This poem was written from the perspective of a soldier. They would like to say that this is a poem to flatter...but the problem is that they can't write a poem that doesn't flatter!

Who on earth dared to go against them?!

Tang Jing, in particular, stared at Emperor Yanwen in amazement.

Your Majesty, don’t you see that I am encouraging you?

You're not trying to encourage me, why are you looking at me? You made me misunderstand!