The eldest son is fierce

Until Emperor Yanwen finished speaking, the whole audience was silent.

Emperor Yanwen looked down at everyone's faces. Seeing the shock on their faces, a hint of sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

However, at this moment he did not feel proud after the scolding, but only felt extremely sad.

Most of the ministers in the court were frightened by the Jingkang Incident. They were as fierce as tigers in internal fighting and as weak as sheep in external fighting.

If the dynasty cannot be revived, Da Yan may not be so lucky next time.

And this time, if Tang Yi had not offered his advice, I am afraid that these ministers would have united all the powerful families to put pressure on him and really forced him to move the capital south!

He led hundreds of thousands of people and moved the capital south.

When Emperor Yanwen thought of that scene, he felt a chill down his spine.

And these ministers are capable of doing such things under the banner of serving the country and the people of Dayan!

Emperor Yanwen shook his head to dispel the messy thoughts in his mind. He couldn't think too much, because if he thought too much, he would want to kill someone.

"My dear ministers, what do you think of my plan?" Emperor Yanwen asked in a cold voice, looking down from above.

This one sentence was like a slap in the face of the ministers.

The ministers looked embarrassed. "Your Majesty, are you doing this on purpose? If you had a plan, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

If you had told us earlier, we wouldn't have talked about moving the capital.

The ministers had some complaints about Emperor Yanwen, but they all praised him respectfully.

"Your Majesty is wise. This plan will surely resolve the crisis facing Great Yan."

"With this strategy, we will surely defeat the combined forces of the Northern Di and Eastern Yu."

"Your Majesty is so talented, I am ashamed to be inferior to you!"

"..."

At this time, Liu Wen, Tang Jing and others who advocated moving the capital also became obedient.

Compared with their troublesome move of the capital, the emperor's strategy was obviously the best one, and the war might not even break out. At most, Da Yan would only lose some supplies.

They have no shortage of supplies!

"You are naturally ashamed of yourselves. Do you know whose plan this is?"

Emperor Yanwen looked down at everyone and sneered, "This plan was suggested by the little poet who wrote 'Man Jiang Hong' and 'Po Zhen Zi'."

"Haha, the entire court of civil and military officials are actually no match for a young man!"

"I am ashamed of you!"

Upon hearing this, the whole place was in uproar.

"It turned out to be him!"

"How is it possible? He writes great poems and has such great strategies. Who is this person?"

"Little Poet, don't let me know who you are..."

"..."

Some were shocked, some were stunned, some were furious, and their expressions were particularly interesting.

Especially Tang Jing, Liu Wen and the others, their faces were not only burning, but also felt like they were being force-fed, and they were disgusted.

That guy sang "Man Jiang Hong" and "Po Zhen Zi" and rubbed their faces on the ground.

Now, the 600,000-strong coalition army of Beidi and Dongyu is preparing to attack Dayan. They are frightened and panic-stricken. It is the emperor's little poet who stands up again and comes up with a plan to stabilize the northern border of Dayan and bring peace to the world.

"Little Poet, who is she anyway..." Tang Jing, Liu Wen and the others were all roaring in their hearts.

Tang Hua's face turned blue and purple, and veins bulged with anger.

He is the top scholar, and he should be the most dazzling person in the entire Kyoto today.

But now, the limelight has been stolen by that little poet.

"Damn it, you scum who hides his head and shows his tail. Who do you think you are? How dare you argue with me?"

Tang Hua clenched his fists, filled with hatred: "No matter who you are, I will trample you under my feet and let you know the height of the sky and the depth of the earth!"

Di Cang looked at the expressions of Tang Jing, Liu Wen and others, and his face was full of smugness.

Don’t mention it, this feeling of knowing it while no one else knows about it but you does feels really good!

"Your Majesty, it is a blessing for Great Yan that the little poet has such talent."

Tang Jing didn't bother to guess anymore and went straight out to ask Emperor Yanwen, "I wonder where this extraordinary talent comes from? Please, Your Majesty, introduce him to me."

All the ministers looked at Emperor Yanwen.

Their eyes were extremely complicated.

Anticipation, passion, anger, hatred...

Emperor Yanwen was well aware that many people here wanted to know Tang Yi's identity, and they simply wanted to confirm his identity and get rid of him as soon as possible.

But Tang Jing, that's your son!

How would you cope if you didn’t know the day the truth would be revealed?

Emperor Yanwen glanced at Tang Jing meaningfully, then sneered, "Don't worry, my dear ministers. You'll be able to see him in a few days."

"I, too, look forward to introducing him to you, my dear ministers."

Humph, I really want to know how interesting your faces will be when we know Tang Yi’s identity.

I really can’t wait for the Shenyuan Poetry Festival.

"Let's get down to business. The Secretariat has drafted an imperial edict and sent it to the Prime Minister with an urgent dispatch of 800 miles. Instructing him to postpone his return to the capital and return to the Eastern Territory immediately to assist General Su Ding'an in managing the overall situation in the Eastern Territory."

"In the northern border, the commander-in-chief of the frontier army, Qin Jian, will be in charge. The Censorate will select a few censors to assist. Aren't you good at talking? I want to see if you have the demeanor of Prince Fu in his youth."

"at last……"

Emperor Yanwen swept his cold gaze across the room: "It's time for you to pay back the money!"

When the ministers heard this, they were all stunned.

Pay back?

What money?!

Emperor Yanwen snorted coldly and said, "You must return the silver you took... no, borrowed from the national treasury within ten days."

"Ten days from now, I will send someone to investigate this case personally. If anyone is found guilty, I will execute him without mercy!"

"This... is all because of you guys forcing me!"

Emperor Yanwen flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.

Having said that, if anyone still wants to die, it’s not his fault.

When many ministers heard Emperor Yanwen's words, their faces turned pale and they broke out in cold sweat.

Most of the money in the national treasury was borrowed by them, but from beginning to end, they never thought about paying it back.

Now, the emperor asked them to pay back the money!

"Little Poet Fairy, it's Little Poet Fairy again!"

Compared to the debt, Tang Jing was more concerned about the identity of the little poet.

He looked at Zhao Ke, the Minister of Justice, who was standing beside him, and asked in a deep voice, "Why, you still haven't figured out who the Little Poet is?"

Zhao Ke glared at Tang Jing and said coldly, "The little poet we found is your youngest son, Tang Yi."

Tang Yi?

Tang Jing and Tang Hua exchanged a glance and sneered, "Impossible! It can't be him! He can't even recognize all the characters. How could he be that immortal poet?"

Zhao Ke's face turned pale. "That's why I didn't announce it because it's impossible. He might be someone trying to confuse the public and deflect attention."

anyone?

Who else but the emperor?

Tang Jing pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly, "Then hurry up and find this person first. The threat he poses is too great!"

The emperor was easy to deal with before, but ever since he came into contact with that little poet, he seems to be out of control!

If this continues, who can bear it?

After he finished speaking, Tang Jing bowed, looked at the audience, and spoke with a smile.

"Everyone, today, to celebrate my son's high school graduation, I am hosting a banquet at Tianxiang Tower. I hope you will all come and enjoy it."

Emperor Yanwen had not walked far when his face suddenly darkened when he heard this.

Dayan is facing internal and external troubles now, and you are still thinking of celebrating?

What to celebrate?

Are we celebrating the joint forces of Dongyu and Beidi attacking Dayan?

"Chen Diaosi! Pass on my decree: Tang Jing failed to educate his son properly. He is dismissed from his position as Minister of State... After his banquet begins, you will go there in person!"

Emperor Yanwen spoke in a low voice. He didn't want to touch Tang Jing for the time being, but the old man was going further and further down the road of seeking death.