What Yan Zhuang is most afraid of is this situation. An Lushan didn't let him leave, so he didn't dare to resign without permission. And the other party kept looking out the window and refused to speak. He couldn't guess what he was thinking. Is he happy or angry? Next
Will he suddenly change his expression and kick him over?
But just waiting like this was not an option. He glanced at Li Zhuer asking for help. He cautiously took a few steps forward and called in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
"Brush -" A huge meteor crossed the sky, illuminating the people and scenery in the room brightly. The second half of Yan Zhuang's words was held in his throat, and he stared at the night sky after the meteor, blankly
Frightened.
For a well-read literati like him, meteors, lunar eclipses, earthquakes, blizzards, strong winds, and even excessively strong lightning all mean some kind of hints from God to humans. They need to be interpreted carefully and patiently understood in order to achieve good luck.
Avoid misfortune and bring good fortune in misfortunes. This meteor rises from the northwest and falls in the southeast. What does it foreshadow that something is going to happen? Could it be that the prince who fled to the northwest is really going to be in trouble?
An Lushan was also very shocked by the appearance of the meteor. He is a descendant of the Turks, and reverence for the Immortal Sky is a tradition passed down from generation to generation. What he was thinking just now was how Feng Changqing would still look for him after his death.
Trouble, a meteor suddenly appeared, could this be...?
"Do you know where the body of General Feng is buried?!" An Lushan asked in a low voice, as if by mistake.
"Which General Feng is your Majesty talking about?" Yan Zhuang didn't react for a moment and responded numbly. Then he saw the fierce light in An Lushan's eyes and quickly stepped back a few steps and said repeatedly: "Yes, it's Chang Feng."
Are you going to seal the dwarf? Your Majesty, please let me think about it. After he was killed by Bian Lingcheng, his head was hung on the top of Tongguan City for public display, and his body seemed to have been casually buried on a barren mountain northwest of Tongguan City. Geshu,
After Geshuhan took over the Anxi Army, it seemed that in order to appease the soldiers, he sewed his head and body together again and buried him again. As for where exactly? I, I will be buried early tomorrow morning.
Ask Brother Shuhan!"
"You don't need to get up early, just go tonight. Don't worry about whether that old man, Brother Shuhan, can't sleep! By the way, you can prepare an imperial edict for me, and bury Feng Changqing with the courtesy of the former Duke of Liang Kingdom of Tang Dynasty. No one is allowed to call Feng Changqing again in the future.
Chang Qing is a dwarf, if he violates this, I will definitely beat his ass!"
"No!" Yan Zhuang agreed loudly, then hesitated and reminded carefully, "If your majesty is going to give the old general a grand burial, why not give him a title of the Great Yan Kingdom. That is, the disciples and disciples of Feng Changqing
After hearing this, I will also be grateful for His Majesty’s grace!”
"This..." An Lushan murmured in a low voice. The benefits to Dayan Country in Yan Zhuang's proposal are obvious. However, the fear of the unknown world far outweighs some benefits in the real world.
The temptation, "Forget it, I really admire General Feng. He was loyal to the old Tang Dynasty during his lifetime, and he is probably unwilling to accept my gift after his death. I don't force others to make things difficult. You send capable people to handle this matter with the old
In the Tang Dynasty, the old general was given a grand burial as a prince. Then he wrote a memorial for me, as a former colleague, not as the mighty emperor of the Yan Kingdom. I admire his ability and respect his character!"
"Yes, I have written it down! I will send someone to do it when I get back!" Although he didn't quite understand An Lushan's thoughts, Yan Zhuang still obeyed carefully. Then, he looked at An Lushan's tired face and tried to test it.
He asked: "Yuwen, that General Yuwen..."
"Talents are rare!" An Lushan's four short words made Yan Zhuang completely put his heart back in his stomach.
Since Yu Wenzhi's recklessness today did not bring him too much trouble, Yan Zhuang no longer worried. After thinking about it, he tentatively said: "Wei Chen also thinks that he is a promising talent. He is just too impatient.
I'm a little confused, I don't know what to do!"
While saying these insincere words, he secretly looked into An Lushan's eyes, lest he fail to control the situation properly, which would not only fail to show his selflessness to the latter, but also make him a villain in vain.
An Lushan still didn't look back, looking at the bright night sky outside the window, sighing: "It's not a bad thing for him to miss the old relationship with Anxi Army. At least I don't think that missing the past is a bad thing. If he doesn't hesitate today
I would be very happy if he accepted the errand I gave him. Later, I would inevitably have some opinions about his character. But now, I am more and more optimistic about his future. General Feng is very capable.
The soldiers he randomly summoned outnumbered the young men on my side. Those guys he regarded as his direct disciples don’t know how tough they are! "
"Your Majesty, there is no need to worry about this matter. In fact, the young talents of our Yan Kingdom may not be that bad. It's just that they are all away on the battlefield, and their talents have no chance to be seen by Your Majesty." I don't want to see the old enemy of An Lushan.
Zhiqi, Yan Zhuang retorted with a smile.
"Big difference!" An Lushan was immersed in his admiration for Feng Changqing. He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I know those young people you want to talk about very well. But they are either the sons of this one or that family.
His nephew is always fettered by family interests when things happen, and his style of leading troops in battles is also heavily influenced by his father's generation. Unlike these people trained by the old general Feng Changqing, they have almost no family imprint. They can be used casually.
Don’t worry about the implications.”
This is a true statement. The young generals under An Lushan are all descendants of the older generation. They pay attention to oral and deed teachings and family learning. Feng Changqing, on the other hand, hired military generals of different styles at Baima Castle.
Teaching, all skills are very solid. More importantly, An Lushan himself started as a rebel, and what he hates most is that others make him rebel. Young people like Yu Wenzhi who are created in batches are the most suitable
his appetites and needs.
But as the right prime minister of the Yan Kingdom, Yan Zhuang could not directly expose the plotter's thoughts. After thinking about it, he comforted him in a roundabout way: "What does it matter? Anyway, no matter how short Feng was, the old general Feng trained Li Tang.
No matter how many young talents he has acquired, Li Tang will not reuse them. On the contrary, His Majesty always has a discerning eye!"
This flattery was taken in the right place. An Lushan turned around happily and laughed, "Oh, I still have this ability? Why didn't I know? Tell me, how do I know how to recognize pearls?"
"I, I was just a down-and-out scholar back then. If I had not met Your Majesty, I would never be where I am today!" Yan Zhuang deliberately pretended to be sarcastic, flaunting himself, and then he counted the big swallows one by one with his fingers.
Among the famous heroes and generals of the country, "such as General Tian Chengsi, General Cai Xide, General Cui Qianyou, and Shi Jia's father and son, which one of them is not a talent that His Majesty personally discovered? Even today's General Yuwen was buried by Can Tang, but in
Will your Majesty's place be able to see the light of day again?"
"Yes!" An Lushan nodded with a smile, "You are right. I have a shortage of talents, but I can recruit talents that have been buried in the Tang Dynasty and put them to my use. I have drafted a decree to allow talents from all over the country to self-recommend from tomorrow.
Regardless of his or her origins, or whether he has done anything against me in the past, as long as he has extraordinary abilities, I will entrust him with important tasks after I verify them. I will do what I say, and I will never break my promise!"
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Yan Zhuang raised his voice and shouted loudly.
"Whether it is a saint or not, it depends on whether I can unify the country in the future. After all, history is always recorded by the winner. If the destiny is no longer there, I and you may not be ruined by the historians!" An Lushan said.
He yawned, and his face finally showed a look of fatigue.
"Li Longji and his son are just hanging on for a while." Although they only conquered a small part of the country, Yan Zhuang still looked disdainful when he mentioned the remaining power of the Tang Dynasty. "Your Majesty can get rid of them with just a little more force.
....."
"Don't make it so simple!" An Lushan interrupted with a smile, "How to increase our strength? I only have so few soldiers and horses at hand, and the generals below are starting to use their own little ideas!"
"If the generals don't work hard, His Majesty will just send someone to reprimand them! There is no need to worry too much about this matter!" Seeing that the clouds on An Lushan's face began to increase again, Yan Zhuang quickly smiled and explained. "It really can't be done, really.
No. In fact, the suggestion made by General Yuwen today can be used for reference. First, concentrate the troops to wipe out Li Longji, Li Heng and his son, especially Li Heng, and the rest..."
"You don't understand!" An Lushan glanced at him and strode back to the desk, "You really don't understand. I have been leading troops in wars for so many years. Don't you know that the trick used by General Yuwen is to draw fuel from the bottom of the cauldron? But it can
Whether we can defeat Wang Mingyun and his Anxi Army also involves the prestige and morale of our army. It is not just a simple victory or defeat! So I must solve this problem as soon as possible. The later it is, the more trouble it will cause.
big!"
"Yes, I just thought of things simply!" Yan Zhuang nodded, honestly admitting his mistake.
"It's not that it's simple, but you are not from the army and have never realized the importance of morale and confidence to an army." An Lushan showed a rare good temper tonight and patiently explained to Yan Zhuang. "Originally, we, Dayan
The national iron cavalry was invincible. When the soldiers met the Tang army, they looked down on the opponent from the bottom of their hearts, so their morale was firmly suppressed by the Tang army. But now, the soldiers will think, who is leading the troops on the opposite side? The one who is commanding is Bai Zhan.
Veterans or newly recruited people? How are the weapons and armor equipped? What should I do if I can't win? Before the war started, my will was not as firm as before. And Can Tang's side must be
One would think that an unknown soldier who came all the way from Anxi could beat Sun Xiaozhe. Were we too cowardly and timid before? Although the above factors have no obvious impact on the result, they add up to each other.
The trouble is getting bigger and bigger!”
"Your Majesty is wise! Your Majesty is far-sighted!" Yan Zhuang kept nodding his head, and the words of flattery poured in.
After receiving the sincere praise from his number one adviser, An Lushan felt a little elated. After thinking for a while, he improvised: "Since General Yuwen respects General Feng so much and wants to rebury General Feng, you might as well send him to do it."
!I heard that when he defected to you, he brought with him several colleagues who were trained together at Baima Castle. They are all disciples of Feng Changqing, so I guess they are not far behind! You will also recommend them an official position.
After taking care of the old general’s affairs, I have another great use.”
Yan Zhuang continued to nod and promised to make arrangements immediately. An Lushan frowned and thought for a while, then continued to give instructions: "Before Yu Wenzhi goes to bury General Feng, let him meet Ashina Chengqing."
The situation of the Anxi Army and Wang Mingyun himself should be reported to General Ashina in detail. I will mobilize 20,000 elites and 1,000 Yiluohe from the guards around me another day and hand them over to Ashina Chengqing to lead
, go to reinforce Sun Xiaozhe. By the way, tell Sun Xiaozhe, if you still can’t defeat a junior, you don’t have to come back to see me. Find a crooked neck tree as soon as possible and hang yourself!"
"Yes, I will inform General Yuwen tomorrow!" Yan Zhuang agreed respectfully, feeling very puzzled by An Lushan's decision. Regardless of whether it was public or private, he did not want his mastermind to return the bet to Sun Xiaozhe.
On the body. First, this person has been beaten by Wang Mingyun to the point where he cowers behind the high wall of Chang'an City and does not dare to show his head. Even if he gets reinforcements, he may not be able to make a smooth comeback. Second, Sun Xiaozhe is domineering and has already lost his temper.
He puts many of his colleagues, including himself, the right prime minister, in his eyes. Now that he has abundant capital, he may even want to turn his nose up to the sky.
But he didn't have the guts to tell An Lushan face to face what he was thinking about. After hesitating again and again, he said in a roundabout way: "What should General Cui Qianyou do? Your Majesty directly mobilizes the elite around you to reinforce Sun Xiaozhe. Wouldn't it be easy for General Cui Qianyou to feel sad?
Have doubts?!"
"Ignore him. Let him sulk!" An Lushan patted the desk and said loudly. Then he felt that his decision was not in line with the status of the emperor. After thinking about it, he added with a smile: "He won't say
Are you suppressing the bandits? I support him. Send a message to him and let him also lead the Guan Nei Dao Jiedushi and expand his troops on his own. As long as he is prepared, he can launch an attack to the north at any time. If you can give me Li Heng's head
If he cuts it off, I will make him the King of Jin. He will inherit the title from generation to generation and enjoy glory and wealth forever!"
This was equivalent to a disguised approval of some of Yan Zhuang's previous suggestions. The latter was flattered and quickly wrote down the order with a smile. Several troublesome things were solved one after another, and An Lushan also felt that the pressure on his shoulders had been relieved a lot.
, smiled, stretched out, and said loudly: "Let Cui Qianyou not be too anxious to be crowned king. I heard that that boy Li Heng is preparing to ignore his grandfather and become the emperor behind closed doors in a remote place. Cui Qianyou
It's best to wait for the right moment and wait for Li Heng to announce his accession to the throne, then lead his troops to kill him. On the one hand, he will catch the opponent off guard, and on the other hand, he will give Li Longji a good deal. An is helping him teach his unfilial son a lesson! Hehe
, I just don’t know if that old guy is willing to accept someone’s love! Hehe!”
"Hey hey hey!" Yan Zhuang laughed evilly and turned his eyes to the north with contempt on his face.
Note 1: Although An Lushan was cruel, easy to kill, and behaved erratically, he was quite capable of understanding people before the rebellion. The promoted generals were still the main force in the feudal separatist regime many years after his death. They refused to surrender to him.
The famous ministers of the Mid-Tang Dynasty, brothers Yan Zhenqing, were also promoted by An Lushan.