The trouble occurred inside the palace wall, and the old monk was frightened in the middle of the night.
The body of the broken arrow is broken, and the blood in the sheath has not yet coagulated.
Seeing Wu Santong covered in blood in front of him, even Master Yideng, who had always been as calm as water, could not calm down for a moment.
At this time, the three imperial grandsons who were practicing martial arts with Master Yideng in the temple also rushed over. Naturally, Wu Santong and the others also knew each other. This was their third uncle.
"Master, the descendants of the Gao family suddenly launched a rebellion. Not only did they collude with the Miao people from the Qilan and Luopan tribes, but they even showed up with thousands of Tibetan soldiers."
"Dali City has been captured by them, the entire palace has been burned to the ground, and His Majesty and several young princes... also died tragically in the palace -"
"What? Third uncle, you said that my father died?"
Duan Xiangxing, who has just turned twenty-two, is at the age where he is in full swing. Not long ago, with the help of his grandfather, he finally broke through to the second-rate level.
Yesterday, he was still thinking that his mother's birthday would be in a few days, and he wanted to go back to the palace to celebrate her fortieth birthday and then come back to learn from his grandfather.
Unexpectedly, before I could go back, I would hear such bad news.
"San Tong, my son Zhixiang is also considered to be a successful man. Even if there was a rebellion by the thieves, why couldn't he even escape?"
Yes, Duan Zhixiang, the king of Dali, was a second-rate master after all. His martial arts was not as good as that of Zhu Ziliu, but he was better than Wu Santong. How could he die in the palace?
"Master, no one knows that the thieves in this rebellion are Miao people from the Qilan tribe. They are good at poisoning and they quietly poisoned the people in the palace."
"When the disciple rushed after hearing the news, the palace was already a sea of fire. The disciple failed to break in even though he broke in several times."
"I heard from the palace guards that His Majesty was blocked in the palace and never came out from the beginning to the end."
After listening to what Wu Santong said, Master Yideng calmed down.
Since the capital of Dali has been captured by the rebels, the number of rebels must be at least tens of thousands. Otherwise, how could the palace guarded by three thousand imperial guards be easily captured?
"Santong, Ziliu, we can't stay here for a long time. Let's pack up and go to Dali City, thirty miles east of Dali City. There is a Wubao there. If Zhixiang doesn't die, he will go there."
"If we can't wait for them in three days, we will evacuate to your senior brother in Huichuan Mansion first, and send someone to inform your second senior brother to guard Shijun City so that we can have a chance to counterattack in the future."
The reason why Master Yideng proposed to go to Wubao, which is thirty miles east of the city, was because he knew that in the palace, the emperor's bedroom had a secret passage leading to the east of the city.
This secret passage has existed for more than a hundred years, and it may come in handy today.
If you look at the history of Dali, you will find that there was a brief break in the Dali Dynasty of the Duan family, and among them was a country named "Dazhong".
Cutting off the history of Dali Kingdom, Dali Kingdom became the "pre-Dali" and "post-Dali" periods.
At that time, the powerful minister Gao Shengtai forced Duan Zhengming, the last emperor of the former Dali Kingdom, to become a monk. He abolished the name of the Dali Kingdom and changed it to "Dazhong". At the same time, he changed the name of the Dali Kingdom to "Shangzhi".
However, perhaps because God could not bear to see Dali perished, Gao Shengtai suffered a stroke in his second year as emperor and soon died of a serious illness.
Before his death, he summoned his son Gao Taiming and ordered him to return the throne of emperor to the Duan family after his death, so that the Dali Kingdom could continue.
Although the Duan family came to power again and restored the title of Dali, their actual control over the state capitals was far less than before.
Some places, such as Qilan tribe and Luopan tribe, are only nominally under Dali, but in fact they have a high degree of autonomy.
Although the Gao family gave up the throne, the title of Marquis Shanchan was still retained, and the entire Shanchan Mansion and Xiushan County were under their control.
Unexpectedly, after so many years, the descendants of the Gao family would rebel again.
Master Yideng, Wu Santong, Zhu Ziliu and Duan Xiangxing, three of the emperor's grandsons, took the remaining two hundred personal guards and rushed to Wubao in the east of the city overnight.
Master Yideng and the others waited in Wubao for three days, but still did not wait for the Dali Emperor Duan Zhixiang. However, bad news came overwhelmingly.
In the entire Dali Kingdom, except for Jianchang Prefecture, which is far away from Dali City but closest to the Song Dynasty, only Huichuan Prefecture and Shicheng County where Master Yideng's two disciples are stationed have not yet fallen. The other state capitals have been replaced by "Dali".
"China" flag.
When Master Yideng and others retreated north to Huichuan Mansion, they received another unfortunate news: Emperor Duan Zhixiang of Dali and his several young sons were captured.
The person who ascended the throne of Dazhong Emperor was a middle-aged man named Gao Jiong, who was in his thirties, but he studied under the Dalun Temple in the Daxue Mountain of Tubo.
Speaking of seniority, we should also call Hun Shouluo who stirred up troubles in Xixia "Uncle Master". This Gao Jiong also had a second-rate status. It was through Dalun Temple that Gao Jiong was able to borrow a title from Tubo.
Thousands of elite soldiers.
Of course, Gao Jiong also had to pay a price. Dandang County, which was closest to Tubo, was included in Tubo's territory as "military expenses" for Tubo's troops.
Emperor Dali was captured. Five days later, both Huichuan Prefecture and Shicheng County received the imperial edict from Emperor Dazhong, ordering the two fishermen and woodcutter to surrender immediately, otherwise the Duan family would be killed.
The imperial edict sent to Huichuan Mansion was personally received by Master Yideng.
Seeing the content of the imperial edict, the old monk sneered.
"Go back and tell you, the emperor of Dazhong, that no descendant of the Duan family in Dali is afraid of death. From now on, Duan Zhixiang has abdicated and is no longer the emperor of Dali."
"The new emperor Duan Xiangxing has already ascended the throne in Huichuan Mansion, and the abdicated Duan Zhixiang can be regarded as the Shenzong Emperor of Dali——"
The envoy delivering the edict was dumbfounded. The old monk said that the sweet pastry in his hands was worthless at all. In the blink of an eye, even the name of the temple came out.
After the envoy left, Master Yideng personally presided over the ceremony, allowing the 22-year-old Duan Xiangxing to officially ascend the throne. Wu Santong continued to be the general manager of his imperial army, but unfortunately there were only 800 people together.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Establishing a new king can only be regarded as a temporary measure to make the bargaining chip in Gao Jiong's hand useless.
They already knew the size of the rebel army. Tubo sent 10,000 reinforcements, the Gao clan had 10,000 troops, and the southwest Miao people also had more than 10,000 people participating.
On the other hand, in Dali, there are only 5,000 garrison troops in Huichuan Prefecture, and there are still 2,000 garrison troops in Jianchang Prefecture behind them, and there are only 4,000 garrison troops in Shicheng County. It is good if they can protect themselves.
"Ziliu, go and get the reinforcements—"
No matter how he deduced it, Yideng felt that his side had no chance of winning.
Dali's soldiers and horses have never been good at fighting. The number of rebels far exceeds their own. If nothing else, they cannot resist the 10,000 Tibetan elite cavalry alone.
"Master, where can my disciple go to bring in reinforcements? The Luo Shi Ghost Country in the east has an extra 8,000 elite cavalry in recent years. It would be great if they don't add insult to injury, so how can they help us?
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"Hey, idiot, why have you forgotten that man? You go north from Jianchang County to Chengdu Prefecture to Luoyang, which is now the territory of the Song Dynasty."
"Guo Mo, you still remember, right? He is now His Royal Highness the King of Yan of the Song Dynasty. He has more than 200,000 strong troops in his hands. If we use Xiangyang's 'Loyal and Shun Army', we can arrive in Dali in as little as half a month. I'll wait for you
I can barely support it.”
When talking about Guo Mo, Yideng also felt a little emotional.
Thinking about it, more than six years ago, he was just a young boy in his twenties, but his talent and understanding in martial arts were far beyond ordinary people. This has already subverted Yideng's cognition.
Unexpectedly, in just over six years, this young boy has become the most popular figure in the Song Dynasty, and even in the entire world.
The territory he has built in the past few years is already as large as several Dali kingdoms.
"But, what should I say when I see Guo Mo? Even if we send troops from Xiangyang, it will be more than three thousand miles away. The cost is not small. What can we give back to them?"
"Besides, Guo Mo and I only have a one-time relationship. I have traveled thousands of miles to ask for you, will he really come?"
Zhu Ziliu's worries are not unreasonable. The current strategic goals of the Song Dynasty are obviously in the north, Jin Kingdom, Xixia, and Mongolia. None of them are fuel-efficient.
Would Guo Mo send an army to travel three thousand miles across mountains and rivers just to have a chance to meet with them?
"Give him Dali——"
"If Guo Mo can send troops to solve the rebellion at hand, our Duan family is willing to submit to the Song Dynasty from now on, become the emperor and become the king, and hand over the military and political affairs of Dali to the hands of the Song Dynasty."
"But, grandfather——"
Yideng spoke categorically, although there was a lot of reluctance in his heart. After all, it was the inheritance left by his ancestors. Duan Xiangxing, who was standing aside, swallowed it half-sentence.
"Master, in this case, Dali will be considered subjugated. What's the difference between it and being stolen by the Gao family now?"
Wu Santong on the side couldn't hold it back and asked the doubts in his heart.
"Hey, now is a time of great strife, and the Central Plains has been divided for hundreds of years. A few decades ago, the Kingdom of Jin was the strongest country, but now it is declining."
"A few years ago, I watched the Mongolian Genghis Khan as my teacher. He was considered a hero, and the Mongolian cavalry was even more brave. I thought it was the Mongols who would wipe out Yunei."
"But I didn't expect that the Song Dynasty would turn out to have His Highness the King of Yan. In a few years, the entire Song Dynasty would be completely renewed. Two-thirds of the territory of the Jin Kingdom has become the possession of this King of Yan."
"Although we in Dali are relatively safe, we may not be able to escape the disaster of national subjugation, not to mention that we are already on the verge of national subjugation now?"
"If it is replaced by the Song Dynasty, or to be precise by His Highness the King of Yan, Dali will have a good destination."
Master Yideng's words left everyone in the room speechless. No matter how unwilling you are, can you stop the rebels?
The only person who felt the most frustrated was Duan Xiangxing, who had just ascended the throne. After all, he was a young man at heart, but he did not dare to disobey his grandfather's decision on this big matter of right and wrong.
In this way, Zhu Ziliu left Huichuan Mansion and headed north, then east.
This road was farther, more than 4,000 miles long. Even if a first-class expert like Zhu Ziliu traveled alone, it still took him fifteen days to reach Luoyang City.
It took a full half hour for Zhu Ziliu to introduce what happened in Dali to Guo Mo in detail. Zhao Rushu and Lao Chengju were also listening.
Frankly speaking, Guo Mo was a little confused. He felt that the changes in Dali, thousands of miles away, had a lot to do with him. In the original time and space, Dali did not suffer this disaster of national annihilation.
Butterfly effect?
It's still too far. It's easy to go alone, but it's very troublesome to move with an army. Moreover, to go to Dali, you have to deal with climate and altitude sickness.
Seeing that Guo Mo remained silent after listening, Zhu Ziliu became a little anxious.
"His Royal Highness King Yan, before coming down, my master once told me that if we can help us successfully put down the rebellion in Dali this time, the Duan family in Dali will submit to the Song Dynasty from now on."
"My emperor will only retain the throne, and the military and political affairs of Dali will be handed over to His Highness King Yan——"
Although Zhu Ziliu didn't know Guo Mo's true identity, he figured out one thing along the way.
Over the years, it seems that the huge territory that His Highness the Prince of Yan has built is in the hands of the Yan Prince's Palace and not handed over to the Lin'an court.
Whether it is garrisoning troops or dispatching officials, it is decided by the Yan Palace.
Therefore, Zhu Ziliu also had an idea and only said that he would hand over the military and political affairs of Dali to the King of Yan.
Guo Mo naturally heard the meaning of his words, but Guo Mo was too lazy to argue with him about such details. If there was no misunderstanding, it would not affect the overall situation.
Guo Mo did not express his position, but Zhao Rushu and Lao Chengju next to him had their eyes shining brightly.
"Mr. Zhu, do you think this is okay? Mr. Zhu is tired after coming all the way. He will go down to wash up and eat something."
"After all, this matter is of great importance. We still need to discuss it carefully with His Highness King Yan. Even if we agree to send troops, it is thousands of miles away and there are too many variables. The implications really need to be carefully considered."
Zhao Rushu stood up and smoothed things over for Guo Mo.
"What Zhao Changshi said is true. It's Zhu Menglang, but it shouldn't be like this. I'll go down first and wait for everyone's good news."
Zhu Ziliu bowed his hands to the three people in the room.
"Brother Zhu, let's go and have a rest. We will definitely not let Brother Zhu come back empty-handed."
Now that Zhao Rushu had given the answer, Guo Mo said nothing more and called his second apprentice Wu Nantian to ask him to lead Zhu Ziliu out in person.
"Your Highness, I don't know what you are worried about, but this incident in Dali is indeed an opportunity for us to go south."
"With a local snake like the Duan family here, whether it is sending troops to occupy the country or conducting local governance in the future, we can achieve twice the result with half the effort."
"Yes, Your Highness, what Lao Zhao said this time is right. Although Dali is not a good place, people have taken the initiative to come to visit us."
"If His Highness refuses people thousands of miles away, it will damage His majesty if it spreads. In the future, if any neighboring small country seeks asylum, you will have to think carefully about it."
Before Guo Mo could speak, the two elders started talking one after another. They thought Guo Mo was unwilling to send troops to Dali.
"You two, I don't know what you are talking about. It's just that the Song Dynasty today seems to be strong, but in fact it is tight everywhere."
"The original conflicts have only been alleviated, but not completely eliminated. In the newly recovered places, except for Henan Prefecture, other places are still providing subsidies and cannot be self-sufficient."
"Now, tens of thousands of the 'Dunwu Army' have been sent out to conquer Xixia, and the Hebei battlefield may start at any time. If we send more troops to the south to conquer Dali, wouldn't it be a big step?"
Emotionally speaking, Guo Mo wished he could send troops there right away. It didn't matter whether Dali was right or wrong, he was the former "Southern Emperor" and now the Master Yideng.
No matter in the past life or in this life, Guo Mo has always had a good impression of this person, especially a few years ago, Master Yideng and he were considered to be half-disciples.
However, a personal relationship is a personal relationship. Soldiers are important matters of the country, the place of life and death, and the way of survival. We must pay attention to them.
Distance is a problem, water and soil are a problem, and multi-front operations are also a problem that should be considered.
The three of them had been discussing in the small flower hall for more than an hour, but they could not come to a clear conclusion.
It was already lunch time, and seeing that Guo Mo had not returned, Huang Rong, accompanied by Li Mochou, found the small flower hall in the front yard.
"Brother Mo, what kind of 'military and national event' makes you not even eat? Xiao Xiang'er has been waiting for you. The little girl is already hungry, but she has to wait for her father to pass before eating."
"I've met Princess Yan——"
"Ah, the two gentlemen are here, but what trouble did they encounter? I heard that Brother Mo has an old friend from the south here?"
It was Zhao Rushu and Lao Cheng Ju who went to the martial arts training ground to call away Guo Mo. They said on the spot that there was an old friend from the south. When Huang Rong went to see Guo Mo for dinner, Wu Nantian, the only one who knew about it, was not there yet.
Huang Rong, who was sensitive, thought that this "person from the south" was from Luo's ghost country, so she came to Xiaohuating with some "presumptuousness".
"Rong'er, why did you come here when it's so hot? Just let Tingxiang say something, and you have to run for it yourself."
Seeing Huang Rong and the others coming in, Guo Mo stopped thinking and hurriedly stepped forward to help her in.
"Gee, my sister heard that there were 'people from the south', so she came over to see if there was any 'military event' happening."
Li Mochou covered her mouth and laughed beside her, but she kept winking at Guo Mo.
"You damn girl, are you squinting in front of me?"
Such a little trick naturally failed to escape Huang Rong's eyes.
"Haha, look at how jealous you are. There is someone from the south, or you know Ronger, but it's not what you thought. As for the military and national affairs, you really got it right."
Guo Mo poured Huang Rong a glass of water and briefly explained what happened to Zhu Ziliu.
Huang Rong felt a little embarrassed when she saw that she was really "overthinking" and in front of Zhao Rushu and Lao Chengju.
"As expected, it is a military and national matter. It's me, Meng Lang. Brother Mo should discuss it with the two gentlemen. Second sister and I will leave now."
I just said that because of a misunderstanding. Now that I know that there is really a military and national event, it is really inappropriate for me to stay here any longer.
"Rong'er, you'd better sit down. You just happened to catch up with me. We discussed it for a long time and still haven't decided yet. I want to hear Rong'er's opinion?"
Guo Mo knew about Huang Rong. She was a resourceful and extraordinary woman. In this era, the idea that men are superior to women is deeply ingrained, leaving too many women without the opportunity to show themselves.
Seeing Guo Mo's question, Zhao Rushu and Lao Chengju didn't think much about it. His Royal Highness, King Yan, had so many unexpected things, so asking his wife for political matters was nothing.
"In my opinion, troops must be sent. It just depends on how the troops are sent and the effects after sending them."
Huang Rong saw that Guo Mo was really struggling and asked herself again, so she didn't hesitate anymore and spoke frankly.
"There are more than 30,000 rebels, but the most powerful ones are the 10,000 Tibetan troops. If the Gao family can completely wipe out the Duan family in one fell swoop after becoming emperor, there will be no other variables."
"If the Duan family defends the city, it depends on how long it can be defended. As time goes by, the first people to be impatient should be the Tubo people. They are here for profit. If they pocket the money, they may
Stop the troops and return."
"If we send out troops, the fastest thing is to send out the remaining ranks of the 'Loyal and Shun Army'. Ten thousand cavalry is enough. Soldiers are very fast. One man and three horses can travel day and night. We will arrive in less than ten days."
"At the same time, write a letter to Luo's Ghost Kingdom and ask them to send the eight thousand cavalry trained with the help of the 'Dunwu Army' to directly attack Shanchan Mansion in Dali."
"That's the Gao family's home base. Taking this place will naturally devastate the morale of the rebels. The rest of the 'loyal and shun army' can only assist but not lead. They must be assisting the Duan family in suppressing the rebellion."
"As long as the Gao family's troops are eliminated first, the other Tibetan troops or Miao armed forces can be dealt with slowly."
"Just let the deputy general lead another 20,000 'Loyal and Shun Army', march over normally, and prepare to take over and garrison Dali."
"As for Dali's letter of surrender, it is better to ask members of their royal family to go to Lin'an to submit it in person, and let the officials arrange the people who govern it. There really is no suitable person in the Yan Palace."
"However, in the military order, Yu Dutong must be reminded that the action must be fast and the killing must be ruthless. The Gao clan who rebelled must be killed to death. This is to be seen by more people."
Huang Rong held water in one hand and drank slowly while talking slowly. The small flower hall was quiet.
This was the first time for Zhao Rushu and Cheng Jue, including Li Mochou, to hear Huang Rong analyze such a military matter in public.
"I have heard for a long time that Princess Yan is very resourceful, and now I know that the rumors are true——"
Zhao Rushu woke up first, shook his sleeves, and bowed deeply to Huang Rong.
"Haha, Princess Yan can be called the female Zhuge, Lao Cheng admires her!"
"Two gentlemen, please don't say that. This little girl is talking nonsense. For real military and national affairs, you two need to assist Brother Mo."
"Brother Mo, if the matter is settled, go back to the back house for dinner as soon as possible. Xiao Xiang'er is still waiting. Gentlemen, the little girl has resigned -"
After Huang Rong finished speaking, she left the small flower hall with Li Mochou without stopping.
Looking at Huang Rong's leaving figure, old Cheng Jue kept smiling, but Zhao Rushu squinted his eyes, thoughtfully.
"Haha, Lao Zhao, Princess Yan's intelligence is no worse than yours, right?"
Old Cheng Ju didn't notice Zhao Rushu's expression and joked from the side.
"Your Highness, if you discuss matters in the future, it would be better to post a sentry at the door——"
Zhao Rushu did not answer Old Cheng Jue's teasing, but came to Guo Mo seriously and bowed to the ground.
"Old Zhao, you..."
Old Cheng Jue was stunned by Zhao Rushu's actions, but he instantly understood what he meant, and even straightened his sleeves, stood next to Zhao Rushu, and also bowed to Guo Mo.
"Two gentlemen, why is this necessary? I believe Ronger is not that kind of person, and I, Guo Mo, am even less that kind of person. Can you, gentlemen, trust me?"
Guo Mo didn't know what these two people were thinking, but how could someone who was hundreds of years ahead of his time make such a low-level mistake?
"Your Highness, you just have to have an idea. Maybe the old minister is overly worried. However, regarding the affairs of Dali Kingdom, the old minister thinks that we can act according to what Princess Yan just said."
"At the same time, you will only ask Wu Dutong in Chang'an to take advantage of this opportunity to place some people in Dali City. They may not come in handy. What if there is one person thousands of miles away?"
"As for the officials sent to Dali to govern, I think it would be better for His Highness to personally recommend them to the officials. Although Dali is not a big place, this appointment of the Economic and Social Envoy is unusual. He may not send officials, mainly because his status is sufficient.
"
Seeing Zhao Rushu talking about this, Guo Mo couldn't help but look at him more.
"Haha, Uncle Six, logically it is most appropriate for you to go there, but it's a pity that I, Prince Yan's Mansion, really can't do without you for a while."
"Your Highness, this is not a joke. I don't mean it that way. How could I recommend myself in this matter?"
Although Guo Mo was talking with a smile, Zhao Rushu also knew that Guo Mo was basically making a joke on himself, but this kind of joke was not to be made casually.
No matter how small the Dali country is, it is still a country. If there is an economic and pacification envoy in this place, the status will be invisibly special. The sky is high and the emperor is far away, which will always make people daydream about it.
"Haha, I was just joking, but as Ronger said, I really don't have many candidates here."
"In terms of talent, there are still two people in Lin'an City who are qualified for the job, but one has been promoted to the position of Minister of the Ministry of Husbandry, and the other is acting in charge of the Ministry of Punishments. Alas, it is hard to find talents."
Guo Mo suddenly discovered that the territory was really big, and there were really not many people who could make great use of it. Especially in this historical period, there were too few people who were truly capable of governing the world.
"Your Highness, if the conditions are like what Lao Zhao just said, I know a person. This person must have status and ability. I just want to see if Your Highness dares to reuse this person?"
When Guo Mo and Zhao Rushu were at a loss what to do, old Cheng Jue actually thought of someone.
"Oh, is there really such a person? Please ask Mr. Cheng to teach me——"
Seeing that this old guy was trying to sell himself off, Guo Mo immediately satisfied him.
"This man, Lao Zhao, should know better. He is also a member of the royal family and the ninth generation grandson of Grand Ancestor Taizu. His ancestors migrated south and lived in Changshan."
"Although he was a descendant of the clan, his family was very poor when he was young. In the second year of Qingyuan, he was promoted to Jinshi, and he was appointed as the Secretary of Tingzhou to join the army and manage household registration, taxation, warehouse and other affairs."
"Later he was transferred to the Kuizhou Road Transfer Department Accounting Department, in charge of Daning Salt Well Affairs. Now he is in Lin'an, and he was appointed as the Prime Minister of Dali Temple, moved to Dazong Zhengcheng, and became the Langguan of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce."
Old Cheng Ju reported this person's resume, but Guo Mo was still confused. Is there anyone in the clan who is more powerful than Zhao Rushu?
"Hey, Old Cheng, why did you bother to involve him again?"
Guo Mo didn't know, but Zhao Rushu already understood who Cheng Jue was talking about.
"You two, why don't we play riddles? Who is it? Why don't I dare to reuse him? Don't I also serve as the chief historian of the palace, Mr. Zhao?"
"Hey, Your Highness, I have been saying this for a long time. This person's talent is definitely one of the best in the clan. But when he was twenty years old, a wandering Taoist priest saw him and said that he was a king with an emperor.
Mutually'."
"Later, this wandering Taoist priest disappeared. Your Highness, do you think he would be feared by the officials if he had such an experience?"
Zhao Ru recounted while secretly glancing at Guo Mo with his eyes.
For him to be able to say such words today was already considered a violation of the rules, but the old man still said it.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Rushu wanted to see how ambitious His Highness King Yan was?
"Hahaha, what do I think? Do you think the country has lost a pillar of its talent just because of such a nonsense?"
"This king is about to decide on this person. He is the one who should be the Dali Manager's comfort envoy. Please tell me who this person is."
"Zhao Xikuan——"
A name that is very unfamiliar to Guo Molue. He is already fifty years old this year and has experienced all the ups and downs.
Without saying a word, Guo Mo listed out the strategies he had decided for today one by one.
The first letter was a military order sent to Yu Jie of Xiangyang, ordering him to personally lead ten thousand cavalry, one man and three horses, to the Dali Huichuan Mansion, and asked him to bring a letter to Master Yideng.
The second letter was a memorial written to Lin'an, detailing the situation in Dali and his own handling of the situation, and bluntly asking for Zhao Xiguan to be appointed as the "pacifying envoy of Dali's managerial strategy."
The third letter was written to Wu Mianfeng in Chang'an, asking him to send officials to Dali for layout.
The fourth letter was sent to Luo's Ghost Country, asking them to help and send out the eight thousand powerful troops to capture Shanchan Mansion.
After all these were dealt with, Guo Mo invited Zhu Ziliu over again.
After washing up, changing his clothes, and having lunch, Zhu Ziliu finally regained his "scholarly" demeanor.
"Brother Zhu, I have already arranged everything you asked me to do. If Brother Zhu wants to stay in Luoyang for two more days, I can also accompany you on the tour."
Guo Mo introduced the matter of sending troops to Zhu Ziliu one by one. Of course, he would not tell him about the memorial sent to Lin'an or the arrangements for Wu Mianfeng.
"Your Highness, King Yan, I cannot thank you enough for your great kindness. If my master allows me to do so, I may one day be able to serve under His Highness!"
Zhu Ziliu bowed deeply to Guo Mo again.
Zhu Ziliu was a man of great talent. He was once the prime minister of Dali, but he later retired to seclusion with Yideng.
Dali was in crisis, so of course Zhu Ziliu would not stay long and turned around to leave.
"By the way, can you two show me Xixia's military report now?"
After finishing the matter in Dali, Guo Mo remembered the military report about Xixia in Zhao Rushu's hands.
Zhao Rushu and Cheng Ju looked at each other and handed the military report written by Meng Gong from his sleeve to Guo Mo.
The two of them waited aside for a long time...
"Okay, you two are tired. Let's go rest first. It's time for me to go back and have dinner with them."
Guo Mo read the entire military report carefully. From beginning to end, the expression on his face did not change.
Then the general reported a roll and took him away from the Little Flower Hall.
"Old Zhao, what's going on? Your Highness, why aren't you surprised at all?"
The two of them knew the contents of the military report very well. When they saw it for the first time, their jaws almost dropped. How could King Yan downplay it so lightly?
"Damn it, didn't we prepare a new Xixia strategy? Is this still useful?"