Chapter five hundred and eighty third wind
Jia Chong had just entered Sima Mansion, but he didn't expect someone to be one step ahead of him.
General Yang Lie Wang Hunzheng was discussing with Sima Yan.
Wang Hun and Wang Jun returned to Luoyang with tens of thousands of troops, and were immediately heavily rewarded and used by Sima Zhao.
"See King Jin, Crown Prince." Jia Chong cupped his hands and said.
"Don't be too polite, please take a seat." Sima Yan raised his hand to signal.
Sima Zhao, who was lying on the couch, moved his eyes.
After being crowned king, Sima Zhao's complexion improved a bit.
There is only one piece of skin left in Cao Wei, and all the officials in the court are ministers of the Jin Dynasty.
There was no turmoil anywhere in the Central Plains.
Even Zhong Hui has kept a much lower profile.
"Please read this letter first." Sima Yan handed a letter to Jia Chong.
Jia Chong was stunned after seeing it. He didn't expect that someone would take the lead in the Huainan matter.
Huaibei Supervisor Wang Chen reported that Shi Bao not only exchanged frequent secret letters with Zhong Hui, but also had contact with Soochow...
Jia Chong immediately knew why Wang Hun was here. Wang Chen was also from the Wang family in Taiyuan.
People with high family background naturally look down on people with low family status.
The position of Supervisor of the Huaibei Army was originally to supervise the two Huaihe Rivers. It is completely reasonable for Wang Chen to participate in Shibao, and it is also his responsibility.
"What about the general will?" Sima Yan put his hands behind his back, his long hair flowing.
Jia Chong glanced at Sima Zhao, who seemed to be sleeping, and said, "Shi Bao is an old minister. He has always been loyal and loyal. He will not collude with Soochow and Zhong Hui."
"Qin Tianjian has been watching the sky at night recently and found out that there are soldiers rising in the south. Where do you think they should be?" Sima Yan said "Gong" again and again, which made Jia Chong feel a lot more comfortable.
The south is nothing more than Huainan or Jingzhou.
In recent years, Zhoutai has also become famous, but Zhoutai does not have as many nephews as Shibao, and his reputation is not bad.
The Sima family has set a precedent, and it is not a good thing for a nephew to be too good.
"It should be in Huaibei!" Jia Chong thought about it, but still hid the nursery rhyme he heard.
This nursery rhyme was no longer appropriate to come out of his mouth.
Since someone is rushing ahead, he doesn't have to be so anxious. Sooner or later, the nursery rhyme will be introduced into this palace.
Shibao worked as a coachman and sold iron. He was the one mentioned by the traffickers and lackeys.
Of course the Central Plains gentry would exclude him.
"Zhong Hui..." Sima Zhao suddenly spoke with a nasal sound, as if he was sighing.
"Zhong Hui will definitely rebel one day, so the king must be careful!" Of course Wang Hun would not miss such a good opportunity.
The matter is also obvious.
Sima Zhao and Feng Sa were defeated, and Zhong Hui returned with his entire army. It was only a matter of time before the two of them got involved.
"Huaibei is surrounded on all sides, Zhong Hui has nothing to worry about!" Since Sima Zhao was crowned king, Sima Yan has been extremely active and placed close followers in the court.
Sima Zhao's health had been going up and down, so he just let it go.
However, in the past six months, the person who has really served him is his other son, Sima You.
Compared with Sima Yan, Sima You had a more stable character, was gentle and intelligent, and was extremely filial. When Sima Shi died of illness, You was ten years old.
Filial piety itself is a political capital in this era.
Sima Zhao's success came from Sima Shi. Without Sima Shi, the Sima family would not be what it is today.
Sima You adopted Sima Shi and gained a second piece of political capital.
Of course, all of this was just a flash in Sima Zhao's mind. In troubled times, there is always a leader and a virtuous person.
Sima Yan's status as the eldest son surpassed all of Sima You's status.
"As Gonglu said, Zhongrong will definitely betray my family. Don't say too much. It must be a plan to alienate Shiji!" Sima Zhao knew Zhong Hui very well.
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His strength lies not in commanding troops in battle, but in conspiracy.
Sima Zhao made his assertion, and the others didn't say much.
"Send a letter to Zhong Hui. If you return to Luoyang, everything will be the same as before." Sima Zhao coughed, thinking of his past friendship with Zhong Hui, and sighed.
Nan'an Pi Road.
Liu Heng, Sun Yang, and Zhang Fu knelt down on one knee in front of Yang Zheng in shame, "I am incompetent!"
All the cities belong to Qin, but outside the cities, Qin has no final say.
Nan'an was Deng Ai's hometown back then. It had been in business for many years, and many forts were built in strategic locations.
The powerful men farmed and fought and defended themselves. A fort was like a palace soldier.
In order to defend the territory, the people of the fortress naturally risked their lives and all the people became soldiers.
This was the case in Tianchou, Hebei Province. He led hundreds of people from his clan to the Xuwu Mountains, where he lived in a deep and dangerous camp on flat land and farmed to support his parents. The people returned there, and within a few years there were more than 5,000 families.
When Cao Cao conquered Wuhuan, he was polite to him and used him as a guide.
Historically, the Wubao built by Deng Ai played an important defensive role in resisting the southward movement of the Hu people.
"Get up." Yang Zheng didn't pay much attention to this small defeat. Liu Heng was a man who fought hard and charged hard, so it was inappropriate to put him on such a battlefield.
What the Qin army wanted to break was not just Wubao, but also the order among the land and households established by powerful forces since the Han Dynasty.
There are forty-three forts in Nan'an. A small fort can range from five to six hundred troops, and a large one can range from two to three thousand. Forty-three, there are nearly more than 60,000 troops!
If they really fight one by one, the Qin army will inevitably suffer heavy casualties.
A Nan'an County can provide 60,000 troops! It can be seen that Yongliang is not really short of people, but that many of the people are not listed in the household registration.
With such strength, it is no wonder why the powerful Longyou rebels were so confident.
This is just Nan'an, there are also Longxi, Tianshui, especially Tianshui, which has a large population. When Sima Yi became the governor of Yongliang, it was the core of Longyou, and the Qin State also rose here...
Now, if the entire Longyou is pacified, it will be easy to increase the population by three to four hundred thousand!
I used to think that Du Yu's proposal of 2.4 million for Sichuan Yinkou was a bit exaggerated, but now it seems that it is still an underestimate.
The population of the huge Sichuan province of only two to three million was less than that of a prefecture-level city in later generations, which is somewhat unjustifiable.
But the most difficult problem now is how to break through the turtle shells of the powerful.
You can't just use a big cannon to blast it, right?
Yang Zheng stared at a majestic fortress on the top of the mountain. It was surrounded by walls, with front and rear doors, watchtowers, turrets, and arrow towers. The front and rear doors were even built with urns...
It's like a freak with seven or eight heads, both weird and ferocious.
The autumn harvest has just begun, and there is food and drink in Wubao, so siege is not a long-term solution.
If the consumption continues, Yang Zheng himself will be the first to be unlucky.
The only way to attack a city is through fire and water.
Water is impossible in this season, so there is only fire.
This kind of battle doesn't require any military strategy, it's just a flat push one by one and it's over.
With the current strength of the Qin State, it is completely possible to imitate the Sima family's Mount Tai!
"Burn the city!" Yang Zheng had sparks in his eyes.
"What?" Liu Heng didn't hear clearly.
Pang Qing, Zhang Fu, and Sun Yang also looked stunned.
Yang Zheng smiled bitterly, killing people and setting fires. These scholars are not professional, so they still have to do it themselves. "Collect the golden city, stabilize the people, cut down the trees in the Qinling Mountains, and burn them one by one!"
Chapter completed!