In order to celebrate the birth of the Duke's second son, the Jiedushi Mansion held a banquet, and the army rewarded them with food and wine. The Yang family even set up a flowing banquet in the city, so that everyone who came and went could eat.
"Just one thing, no gifts are allowed, otherwise..." The steward looked at the people who came to congratulate him and shouted at the top of his voice: "The Duke has said so, otherwise I will be driven to the Fengzhou Iron Mine. I am old and can't hold on anymore.
Come on, please do your best and don’t give me any gifts."
After the second child was born, Yi Niang suggested changing the title. Yang Xuan was the Duke of the country, and her two children were Dalangjun and Erlangjun.
Beside, a guard dragged a man and shouted fiercely: "Put the things away!"
"No!"
"I won't accept it..."
"What do you want?"
"Yeah, I'll send it back to you!"
Zhou Xin happened to come out with a few guards. When he saw this, he said: "In Chang'an, the powerful people gave porridge with a condescending meaning, but here, the top and bottom are harmonious. My brother-in-law's ability to govern is really impressive."
The attendant smiled and said: "When my uncle came home for the first time, Alang said that this son is a great talent and could be my husband's son-in-law. Now it is true."
Why do I remember that my grandfather rejected my brother-in-law. My brother-in-law shamelessly ran away several times before he came into the house and had a meal.
Zhou Xin smiled, knowing that if the ending was happy, then these words would probably become a passage in history books.
"Congratulations, Duke!"
A woman had eaten and drank enough and took her children to salute.
The steward replied, "Eat well and drink well!"
Naturally, the flowing banquet cannot be too luxurious. The meat is mainly pig meat, with a mutton soup added, and the staple food is pancakes. In the eyes of many people, this is a meal with plenty of oil and water.
The child was satisfied with the meal and pointed at the branch and shouted: "Mom, look, what is that?"
The woman looked up and saw a little green on the branches, and smiled and said, "Spring is coming!"
Zhou Xin looked at the bright green and nodded.
"Spring is here!"
…
"It's time to go out in spring. In spring, everything is full of vitality."
Lin Jun was drinking tea in the state house.
Shen Changhe sat on the side and said with a smile: "After the envoy's management, Taizhou is full of vitality!"
Lin Jun said calmly: "Are those people still gathering?"
Shen Changhe nodded, "Yesterday they had a banquet at Mao's house and mentioned the envoy and the left prime minister."
There are probably no good things to say at such a gathering. Lin Jun drank tea and said indifferently: "What did you say?"
Shen Changhe knew his boss's temperament and did not shy away from it, "He said that the Prime Minister was a traitor and would die sooner or later without a burial place. He said that the envoy was a lackey of the Left Prime Minister, despicable and shameless... He also said that the envoy must have been used.
It was only through shady means that we seized Taizhou."
"Um!"
Lin Jun remained indifferent, as if he was talking about someone else.
"They also said that once Neizhou is gone, Ningxing will be shaken. The emperor will definitely focus on the south next. When the army comes to attack the border, they will be the internal response..."
Lin Jun raised his hand, and after Shen Changhe stopped, a sarcastic look flashed in his eyes, "Do they think the emperor is willing to take over the South? In the past, now, the South is a hot potato. Whoever takes over will have to face the pressure from Yang Xuan
offensive."
"That's right." Shen Changhe said: "Our spies in Tao County sent news. Yang Xuan said in public that this year, he will still attack northward. I think these words are true or false.
Reality."
"It depends on the dispute between him and Chang'an. If Chang'an takes action, then he has no time to take action." Lin Jun said: "Over Ningxing, the emperor is secretly fighting with the eldest princess. That fat fool is too jealous.
Morning. If we wait until the power is in hand to take action, will the eldest princess be able to change the world?"
Shen Changhe said: "But the eldest princess controls the army, which is scary."
"If she doesn't control the army, she is meat on He Lianchun's chopping board and can be cut at any time. Those so-called ministers who are loyal to the late emperor seem to be supporting her at the moment, but when she is weak, they will definitely be the first to betray. People's hearts.
, the dirtiest!”
Lin Jun walked out of the check-in room, raised his head, and squinted at the blue sky.
"Those people, find them!"
"yes!"
Not long after, the news was summarized.
"Your Majesty, they went to Mao's house again today."
Lin Jun stretched out his hand and said, "Put on armor!"
Two attendants came in, took their armor, and put on their armor.
After putting on the armor, Lin Jun said: "Go and take a look."
Five hundred riders assembled.
Lin Jun mounted the horse and Shen Changhe said, "Do you want to avoid Ning Xing's eyes and ears?"
Lin Jun shook his head, "He Lianchun was in a dilemma in Ningxing. He reconciled with the eldest princess. After that, the two sides could only give in. Without reconciliation, the eldest princess came menacingly. If she could hold heavy troops, the old ministers of the late emperor would
She will become her most loyal fan.
It is instinct for people to succumb to the strong, and He Lianchun's mistake was that he overestimated his own strength and underestimated the eldest princess' skill."
"The eldest princess was originally known as a literary youth, and everyone thought she was a weak woman. She was sad for the spring and autumn, but she participated in political disputes, and she didn't know how she would die sooner or later. But now, it turns out that this princess has some tricks.
Yes, and the decisiveness is frightening. If you think about it carefully, the late emperor and all his disciples are probably not as good as this eldest princess."
"A beloved daughter is no better than a father. The late emperor was able to give her a backup plan, which means he was clearly prepared. If He Lianchun cannot get out of the predicament, all this will be done to make the wedding dress for the eldest princess."
This...can't be done!
Shen Changhe took a breath and said, "If this is the case, the late emperor did not choose He Lianchun out of necessity, but on purpose."
"The emperor is selfless, but also the most selfish."
Lin Jun said coldly.
Shen Changhe thought of Lin Ya's internal struggle for power, "Your Majesty won Taizhou and controlled Tanzhou this time. The land of the two states is in your hands, so why fear those people."
"Many people on Xianggong's side feel that Xianggong is too partial to me, including those husbands. They always feel that everything about Xianggong should be theirs. But they don't know that power in the country belongs to the virtuous.
Talented people live here. If they were allowed to face He Lianchun, they would probably lose their bones and dregs."
A group of people arrived outside Mao's house.
"Surround it up!"
Lin Ya raised her hand.
The accompanying cavalry spread out to both sides and surrounded the wall.
The sound of horse hooves vibrated, and someone in the house shouted: "Where did it come from?"
Lin Ya pressed the handle of the knife and remained silent.
Squeak!
The door opened, and Menzi poked his head out, cursing with an angry look on his face, "How dare you ride a horse outside Mao's house... your Majesty?"
A horseman rode over and said, "Your Majesty, we have surrounded you."
Lin Jun raised his hand.
Behind him, a guard stood with his bow and arrows ready.
"Kill them all!"
Lin Jun waved his hand and blasted off into the sky.
"kill!"
When Menzi's head fell to the ground, he still looked stunned.
The shouts of killing were loud in the house, and someone screamed: "Please spare your life!"
"Your Majesty, I have something confidential to tell you!"
"I am your Majesty's in-law..."
Shen Changhe glanced at Lin Jun.
The indifference remains, as if there are no people inside, but a herd of cattle and sheep.
The screams kept coming, and then some people even cursed Lin Jun.
"...Lin Gou, you must die a happy death!"
"I curse your family to be slaves for generations!"
"It's too vicious." Shen Changhe said.
Lin Jun said: "The curse of the weak before death is nothing more than the buzz of insects to me."
When the soldiers came out, a strong smell of blood also came out.
Shen Changhe sniffed, and then a sergeant rode over and said, "Your Majesty, over in Northern Xinjiang, Yang Xuan has a son."
"I forgot to congratulate him." Lin Jun said, "Send someone to give him some gifts."
Shen Changhe said: "Kill these people and let you take control of Taizhou. Why bother with Yang Xuanxu anymore?"
"When I was in Ningxing, I saw mostly idiots. Those children of the powerful have never been in a battle, but joining the army means they are generals. No matter what, as long as you work hard, are not afraid of death, and are willing to learn, you will eventually become talented.
But after those years, only a handful of people have become talented. I originally wanted to find a few like-minded people, but it seems that they are all a bunch of idiots. Lao Shen."
"exist!"
"If people are too smart, they will unconsciously live in isolation. I am not afraid of loneliness, but when I suddenly find an interesting person, I will inevitably have some thoughts of competition. You come and go, and you and I are deceitful. How interesting!
Why should such interesting things and interesting people get so tense? If you have to kill, kill them. When you don’t want to kill, you can also chat in the distance. It’s not a bad thing!”
"yes!"
Shen Changhe couldn't understand the proprietor's mentality, but when it came to loneliness, he felt that the proprietor had become more and more indifferent over the years.
"go back!"
On the way back, I looked at the bloodstained soldiers and passers-by leaning on the side and walking slowly.
A child ran with his mother, but he tripped and fell to the ground, crying, "Aniang, Aniang..."
The woman turned around and just wanted to come over, but her whole body froze and she stopped and lowered her head.
Lin Jun dismounted and walked over slowly.
The child sat on the ground, watched him coming, opened his mouth, and hunched his body, but he didn't dare to cry anymore.
Lin Jun walked up to him, leaned over and pulled him up, "Why are you so careless?"
The child dared not speak.
Lin Jun shot back, "Eat!"
An attendant gave me a paper bag and said, "It's snacks!"
Lin Jun handed the oil paper bag to the child, touched the top of his head and said, "I only kill bad guys."
The child nodded subconsciously.
The woman rushed over, hugged the child and knelt down, "More envoys."
Lin Jun nodded slightly and ordered after getting on his horse: "After those people ransacked the house, they sold it, kept 60% of the money and food, and distributed 40% to the poor people in the city."
"Your kindness." Shen Changhe praised sincerely.
"Whoever raises or lowers his hand in it will have his hand cut off."
"yes!"
This envoy seemed to be kind, but when he slowed down and watched the destruction of Xiao Hongde in Neizhou, he was extremely cruel.
Shen Changhe didn't know which one was the real Lin Jun, maybe both.
Returning to the duty room, a clerk was waiting.
"New soldiers are being drilled over in Northern Xinjiang, and the army often shouts for the Northern March."
"map!"
The map was hung on the wooden frame. Lin Jun pointed to Taizhou and said: "In early spring, the roads are muddy and it is difficult to mobilize troops. Therefore, what Yang Xuan said about the Northern Expedition was more of a threat. In addition, there is a lot of land reclamation in northern Xinjiang, and spring plowing is needed.
There are a lot of manpower... It is not easy to mobilize the people and strong people, how to transport grain and grass?"
Shen Changhe said: "After all, Yang Xuan defeated Neizhou. For the soldiers and people of Taizhou, his name can stop children from crying at night."
"The smoother things go, the more cautious you have to be. Yang Xuan should understand this truth. It is the commander-in-chief's plan to make a false statement before the war. If you panic and respond with fear before fighting, how can you fight in this battle? Let's start practicing from tomorrow.
Let the army pass through the city every day..."
"yes!"
"In addition, Yang Xuan talked about the Northern Expedition, so where will he attack?"
"Taizhou is the best. To conquer it is to dig out your heart."
"It's good to dig out the heart, but once the digging is successful, should Yang Xuan consider the flanking attack from both sides? He is not one of those idiots in Ning Xing, so he naturally has to think carefully."
"What does the envoy mean? Is it possible for him to attack Kunzhou or Longhua Prefecture? Chenzhou is also possible."
"Chenzhou is not a deep one. If we can get there, it will be a steady attack.
He presses hard step by step. Ning Xing will definitely take advantage of the situation to attack. When the time comes, it won't work if I don't fight.
To attack Chenzhou is to be aggressive and to kill with a borrowed knife.
However, Chenzhou is well prepared, and if he sends troops, we will send troops from Taizhou, and Huozhou will send troops, and the two sides will be in a pincer attack... The only thing we need to worry about is Huozhou..."
Shen Changhe nodded, "Yang Xuan is good at recruiting reinforcements. If you do this, you can ask someone to go to Huozhou to remind him."
"It's up to you to arrange this."
"yes."
Lin Jun turned his eyes and looked at Kunzhou.
"As soon as Neizhou is over, Kunzhou is a little lonely. Northern Xinjiang sends troops to join forces with Neizhou to form a pincer attack. Sang Yuanxing is quite experienced in using troops. He mentioned this in his previous letter and said that if
If troops are sent out from northern Xinjiang, he will definitely not be able to do so. When the time comes, please ask Taizhou to help him."
"That's it, no worries!" Shen Changhe said with a smile: "Yang Xuan was called Yang Ni by Chang'an, and he was known as a traitor. He must use aggressiveness to win the sympathy of the soldiers and civilians in Northern Xinjiang, as well as the people of the world. Therefore, during the Northern Expedition,
The intention is certainly true.
However, if you are in the middle of Taizhou, you can join forces with Chenzhou on the left, and Longhuazhou on the right, taking care of Kunzhou as well. This battle will be won!"
Lin Jun squinted his eyes, "Consider defeat before fighting, send more scouts, and pay attention to the movements of the Northern Xinjiang army."
"Yes." A general came.
Shen Changhe looked at the map and said faintly: "Daliao has a vast territory and endless warriors, so it can be defeated. Yang Xuan is known as a rebel, but he cannot be defeated. Once defeated, he is not far from defeat."
Lin Jun was looking at the map, his lips slightly pursed.
"I like this opponent very much!"
…
Spring is here, and good days are coming for businessmen.
Farmers are about to plow in spring, and people have been dormant all winter and need to purchase various materials...
For businessmen, except winter, it is the season to make money.
Yelvshu, a wealthy businessman from Kunzhou, thinks so.
He was standing in the city gate, talking to an official.
"...Yang Xuan said he wanted to march north. Our Kunzhou is remote and there is nothing to attract him. I think he wants to attack Taizhou."
The official nodded, "Taizhou is rich, and Lin Jun is stationed there. If Lin Jun can be defeated, the whole situation will be broken. Yang Gou is afraid that he will not be willing to part with such benefits. In this way, our Kunzhou is as stable as a mountain!"
The convoy is coming.
"I got some moldy grain, and I'm going to send it to the shepherds."
"oh!"
The motorcade stopped inside the city gate.
"Open a bag."
The official had a straight face.
"Open!"
The man opened a bag of grain.
This is last year's wheat, which can be considered new wheat.
"You, a profiteer, don't you fear retribution for selling such moldy grain to those shepherds?"
The official pointed to Yelvshu, clapped his hands, and said, "Go!"
The convoy slowly left the city.
Yelvshu held the official's hand and said softly: "Go home, there will be a surprise."
"Don't be clever. How much?" the official asked coldly.
"Five thousand dollars!"
"Less!"
"Business is not doing well."
"What does that have to do with me?"
"Okay, next time... add five hundred dollars."
The official nodded, "Have a nice trip."
"Thank you."
Yelvshu handed over his hand, and the official said: "You have gone back and forth between the two sides. Are you sure that Yang Dog will not attack Kunzhou this year?"
Yelvshu got on his horse and said, "Keep your heart in your stomach! This year! He won't be able to come!"
"Go away!"
The official went back humming a tune.
Yelvshu left the city and looked back at the officials.
"Alang, what do you think he is doing?" asked a confidant.