The Song Dynasty gold medal, also known as the golden plaque, is a communication certificate of the Song Dynasty. It is a piece of wood plaque with a foot long engraved with vermilion gold characters: "The words in front of the imperial court must not be entered into the shop", and are bound to the documents to be delivered.

Once the postman is on his back, he cannot delay it. No one can stop him. He travels 500 miles a day and keeps day and night. The postman is not allowed to deliver the goods in the postman, but can only pass it in sequence on the horse's back. Therefore, the rapid journey is a very urgent means of delivering official documents.

This kind of gold medal originated from the northwest. It was originally a quick way to convey messages to the capital in the front line of the Song Dynasty and the Western Xia Dynasty. Later, it was extended to other aspects. The court had urgent and urgent decrees and demands, so it would use this method. However, in the Song Dynasty, gold medals were still rare. Since the Southern Song Dynasty was in peace with Jiangnan, there have been only a hundred gold medals.

At this time, when Li Zong shouted the gold medal, several ministers were stunned.

What a familiar scene, what a familiar word.

Even the targets of the gold medal are so consistent.

Du Fan and others looked at each other and were stunned on the spot.

"What are you doing when you stand?" Li Zong slapped the table anxiously, and the low table on the imperial couch was slapped by his strong palm force: "Go quickly!"

"This... Your Majesty!" Zhao Kui walked a few steps with courage, blushed and persuaded desperately: "Your Majesty forgot the last time he gave the general the gold medal to the leader. Did he do it?"

He took advantage of the moment when Li Zong was stunned when he heard this and then said, "It was Emperor Gaozong who gave it to Yue Fei! Yue Fei wanted to fight the Jin Kingdom, but Emperor Gaozong refused to let him go. Qin Qi took back Yue Fei in twelve gold medals, which made him infamous for thousands of years. This is vivid in my mind, Your Majesty..."

Before Zhao Kui finished speaking, Lizong kicked him in the chest and kicked the 60-year-old Privy Councilor four times.

"What did you say!" Li Zong was furious: "You said I am a foolish monarch?"

He then turned around and lifted the table, and the fruit plates and documents on the table fell all over the floor.

Zhao Kui lay on the ground, and his kick made him not breathe a sigh of relief. He was stuck in his chest, unable to enter and exit, and could not speak, and his eyes were bulging straight.

This is the first time that Li Zong has tried to beat someone.

Du Fan and others were almost stunned, and were helpless and did not know whether to persuade Li Zong or lift Zhao Kui who was about to die.

The eunuch who led the imperial doctor to hurry at the door was also stunned. He stood on the threshold and dared not advance or retreat.

Finally, Du Fan arrived, and the first one woke up. He hurriedly waved his hand to let the imperial doctor come in while leading the traveling partner. Wu Qian knelt on the ground and cried loudly, asking him to calm down.

The imperial doctor came over and was ordered to treat Lizong who almost fainted just now. But when he came, he saw Lizong like a lion who wanted to eat people. He was so angry that he was full of energy. There was no need for healing, so he turned his direction and carried Zhao Kui, who was angry and was out to rescue him.

"Your Majesty think twice!" In the warm pavilion, Du Fan cried and advised: "Although Lord Zhao had a ill-behaved just now, he was worried about His Majesty and the country. What he said was not unreasonable."

"Yes, yes! You all make sense! I don't make sense!" Li Zong was not alone in his qi and blood, and pointed at himself and roared: "The one who is wrong is me, I am a fool, okay?"

Du Fan and others were scared of courage. Although Li Zong was a little unpredictable on weekdays, he was so confused that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that the emperor splattered thousands of miles away. Several people were afraid that Li Zong would kill Zhao Kui in anger.

"Your Majesty, calm down!" Du Fan and the other two knocked the golden brick floor of the warm pavilion with a thumping sound. People in their decades were all covered in blue and purple: "Your Majesty has ascended the throne, how could it be a foolish monarch? It is the wise monarch of the world who is wise and virgin!"

Li Zong hummed, angrily without saying anything.

Du Fan and others lay on the ground, secretly looking at each other, and saw helplessness and despair in each other's eyes.

Du Fan closed his eyes and felt sad. He sighed secretly. He raised his head with two lines of clear tears and bowed deeply to Lizong: "Your Majesty, it is really sensational to send a gold medal to summon Changsun Hong back. Can he change it to an imperial order and summon him to retreat with an imperial edict? Otherwise, I am worried..."

"What are you worried about? Are you worried about your black sao or your reputation?" Li Zong looked at him with bright eyes and snorted coldly: "Changsun Hong has sent troops, how can he be transferred back without a gold medal?"

Then he sighed and Li Zong said heartbrokenly: "I know, you are afraid that others will regard you as Qin Tie, but think about it, what if the Mongols really angered and the Northern Gate went south in a large scale, can we stop it? Ah? Can we stop it?"

Du Fan and others shook their heads in tears, and Li Zong patted his couch: "That's the reason! The Jin Kingdom is so powerful that it cannot block its edge. I... I originally thought that the Song army was strong and could fight. When destroying the Jin Dynasty, Zhao Kui was sent to regain the two capitals, but it was defeated. Even a lot of the land that originally belonged to us was lost. Can this battle be fought? It cannot be fought!"

"After a fight, I can't even defend my ancestors' foundation. What should I do?"

He asked Du Fan and others: "As ministers and pillars of the country, you have the responsibility that you cannot get rid of. How can the country and the country be entrusted to the brave warrior? It's fine if you win, but what should you do if you lose? The Northern Barbarians are cruel, I'm afraid they won't be able to take over the scene at that time! Could it be that the foundation of the Song Dynasty for a hundred years will be ruined in my hands!"

Li Zong jumped in front of Du Fan aggressively, helped him up with both hands, and said heavily: "I am not the king of the country that has been destroyed, and you can't be a minister of the country that has been destroyed!"

Du Fan was helped up by him tremblingly, and tears were everywhere. The king and his minister looked at each other, and the Youyou Gu and Wu Qian were also with Qi Qiran.

"A martial artist competes for fame, but does not understand the principle that a general can achieve success and destroy all his bones. How can he entrust a great matter? The country in the world should slowly seek it. Your Majesty said, I understand." Du Fan nodded and said resolutely: "I will go on now, the gold medal!"

Li Zong looked at him and patted his shoulder with relief.

At this time, the eunuchs who had been waiting outside dared to come in, quickly cleaned up the mess, brought a basin of water, and asked the emperor and several ministers to wash their faces. After a while, the Emperor of Song Dynasty regained his spirit.

"Zhao Kui is a little too pedantic and does not understand the great way. I originally thought that he knew about military affairs and was a talented person who had been through the storm for a long time. He was recommended by several old ministers to make him a Privy Councilor." Li Zong took the strong tea presented by the eunuchs and took a sip: "Who knew that he would openly resist the order today and faint again. I thought that he would have to rest for a while, but the position of this Privy Councilor cannot be separated from others. My dear ministers, can there be a suitable talent to take over?"

When Du Fan heard this, he frowned.

Zhao Kui doesn't understand the great way? He has been in the army since he was a teenager, and has gone step by step to the center of the Song Dynasty. He has experienced many battles and is both civil and military. He is not qualified, who is qualified?

But Li Zong said that the hurricane just now had little power. Who dares to say no?

Everyone understands people, and after a little thought, they will know what Li Zong means: The emperor must have a favorite candidate.

So Du Fan and others said together: "This is a major national event. How dare you speak nonsense? I would like to ask the emperor for a sage!"

Li Zong put down the teacup, stroked his beard with satisfaction, and said slowly: "Since that's the case, I'll say that I'll think about it and see if it's appropriate."
Chapter completed!