Chapter 2023： This is provocation

Afterwards, Zhuang Yunshu was held in Da Zhou's prison cell with the child, and the tortured miscarriage incident also spread to the Jiuli.

The Jiuli clan was completely angry.

They issued strong protests and condemnations, and provoked the hatred of the people of Jiuli towards Dazhou and Beiqi.

Dazhou is far from Jiuli, but Beiqi is close at hand.

As a result, Bei Qi suffered.

The anger of the Jiuli people spread all over Bei Qi.

Several small towns on the border of Northern Qi were attacked and attacked by Jiuli, causing heavy casualties.

There was a town with thousands of people, almost completely destroyed. Not even the elders and Huang Tiao children could escape. After the burn, they dug a huge pit and buried all of them.

No one knows how many people are still alive, just like this is buried alive.

When the news reached Da Zhou, the government and the opposition were shocked.

The Jiuli are so cruel and outrageous.

And they didn't stop, they were still attacking and killing the Northern Qi people, even spreading to Canglan Town, and they were eating away into the Great Zhou territory.

Zhao Yuanjing sat at the table, staring at the battle report in front of him, his expression gloomy and extremely ugly.

"This is a provocation!"

"This is a declaration of war!"

"The emperor, this is absolutely intolerable! Weichen asked to lead the troops out!"

The courtiers were also mostly angry.

Even so, there are still conservatives in the DPRK and China. They feel that Dazhou is elected to the country and should not provoked war. Instead, the dispute over this matter should be resolved peacefully.

Simply put, it is divided into two factions, one is the master station, and the other is the master.

Zhao Yuanjing became the emperor from the prince, and has long been accustomed to seeing the sleek faces of Zhuhepai.

He threw the zhezi on the face of the minister of the Lord and the faction, and said coldly: "Zhao Ruozhang, if you add up to 289 people in your mansion and are killed and buried alive by the Jiuli, can you tell me at this moment? The four words of harmony?"

Zhao Ruozhang knelt in fright and said, "There are only two hundred and eighty-six people in the Weichen's house and all his servants."

Zhao Yuanjing glanced at him with her phoenix: "The two cats in your fifth concubine's room and the dog in your ninth concubine's room, don't they count?"

Zhao Ruozhang's cold sweat broke out.

The emperor knew the situation in his home too well.

Even the number of pets kept in the insignificant concubine's house is clear.

It can be seen that the Jinyiwei's responsibility to monitor the hundreds of civil and military officials in Kyoto has never been left.

Several young officials of the Ministry of War knelt and said, "*******, now Jiuli burns, kills and loots the people in my surrounding area, doing all things evil. If I can't protect my family and the country, I will be a minister. Please, your majesty Decree, allow ministers and other leaders to go to Saibei to destroy Jiuli!"

An veteran of the Ministry of Housing and Urban-Rural Development said: "How can a war be decided by one or two sentences? How much is involved? Have you ever thought about it? We only slowed down in the past two years, and the people have just been able to fill in. If you have a full stomach, if you start a war rashly, you know how much military expenditure is needed and how many people will suffer?"

"ridiculous!"

The person who retorted was Ming Jing, the second son of the Zhongyong Hou Mansion.

That is, the little cousin of the Queen Empress.

He has just entered the Ministry of Defense this year. Although he is only a foreigner, his own martial arts strategy is good, and he has been trained as a key point by the emperor.

It can be said that the future is boundless.

In the three lifetimes of the Hou Mansion, now only the youngest Ming Jing has taken the road of military commanders.

Everyone looked at him.

The veteran frowned, thinking that he was a veteran of the two dynasties, but was ridiculed in public by a fledgling boy, and he would not come to stage.