"I really didn't expect that Japan's small territory would be so difficult to defeat. It took more than a year before Duke Yuan was about to take down Japan."
Unknowingly, the conversation between the monarch and his minister had changed the topic.
Since the Qianyu Hall awarded the ministers last year, Zhaoxian rushed back to the Navy to command the expedition against the Japanese. The campaign started in early June of the second year of Dazhi, and lasted until mid-June of the third year of Dazhi. There were still a few days more in a year. It is said that the Japanese were still alive. They stood in an area as big as three or four counties and were resisting stubbornly. At this time, the Japanese country did not have many people living on the four islands. Zhaoxian set up camp step by step and fought steadily. Although it was a little slow, the victory was complete.
"It's not that Japan is difficult to defeat!"
Liu Ling laughed and scolded: "Zhao Xian was jealous of Yang's nickname, and he wanted to have a name of Zhao's head to wear on his head. Since June last year, his step-by-step style of play is right, but it's not that bad." Was he advancing so slowly? Do you know how many heads he threw into the sea?"
Liu Ling sighed: "No one knows the exact number, but it is said that the gap in one bay was filled with human heads!"
Zhao Da took a breath and was shocked. How many heads would it take to fill a bay, no matter how small it was? In this way, the prince said that Duke Zhaoxian of the Yuan Kingdom was jealous of Yang Ye, the Duke of the Liao Kingdom. It seems that it is not an exaggeration to bear the nickname of Yang Beheading.
"Last month, he fought a decisive battle with the remaining Japanese army. After the battle, Zhaoxian asked the soldiers to cut off the heads of the Japanese and pile them into pagodas with a thousand heads, a total of sixty-four!"
Liu Ling didn't know whether he was angry or wanted to laugh. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly: "The Japanese country believed in Buddhism. Zhaoxian used human heads to build pagodas. I don't know whether the Buddha should be happy or angry when he found out."
Neither the Buddha nor the Japanese would be happy.
Zhao Da smiled bitterly and shook his head: "If we fight like this, when Duke Yuan returns to his army, wouldn't it mean that the entire Japanese nation has been massacred? If no one is left alive, what's the use of those broken islands? I I heard that in that barren area of Japan, even if you grow rice, you won’t be able to produce ears!”
Liu Ling smiled and said: "It's not that serious, but it is indeed a bit barren."
"Four desert islands are really useless. I don't know how many years it will take for the ones that slip through the net to continue to multiply."
Zhao Da thought for a while and suddenly said something that surprised even Liu Ling: "If the prince doesn't like the Japanese, just send people to the island to kill them a few times a year. Once someone slips through the net, twice someone slips through the net. Ten times a hundred times, even if there are still people who slip through the net, what will happen?"
"Don't you like the Japanese?"
Liu Ling laughed: "That's true."
In the Battle of Yashan in the Southern Song Dynasty, the Song Army's last navy of more than 100,000 troops fought a decisive battle with the Yuan Army's navy. Because the little emperor's ship was trapped in the center and could not break out, Lu Xiufu committed suicide by jumping into the sea with the little emperor on his back. More than 100,000 soldiers and civilians threw themselves into the sea to follow the emperor, and the Southern Song Dynasty was destroyed. At that time, the Japanese nation was mourning the whole country, and the people were crying. In fact, the Japanese nation at that time did not pose any threat to China, so Liu Ling took revenge a little early.
But it doesn't matter, he has no burden in his heart.
If tens of millions of people hadn't been crowded into such a huge barren place later, maybe they wouldn't have continued to invade, right?
Someone once analyzed Liu Ling like this in his previous life.
Liu Ling shook his head at that time. He did not agree with this view.
"I estimate that Duke Yuan will definitely return in triumph before October."
Zhao Da thought for a moment and said, "It's just time to play a triumphant song to attend the ceremony."
Liu Ling hummed and said, "What have you been doing at home this year?"
Liu Ling's sudden change of topic made Zhao Da pause for a moment. After thinking about it, he replied seriously: "My subordinates opened a piece of land in the yard and planted vegetables. Now it is green and green. It looks very pleasant."
.My subordinates also planted some flowers and plants in the backyard. Although the flowers that bloomed were not very beautiful, they made me feel quite comfortable when they looked at them from a distance. They even tried to open a small field to grow rice. Unfortunately, the flowers in Youzhou
The weather is still not suitable and not a single seedling has survived."
"That's because you don't know how to plant!"
Liu Ling argued: "Although the weather in the north is colder than in the south, it is not impossible to grow rice."
"My subordinates are stupid."
Zhao laughed and said, "I just want to calm down my mind. As for whether the seedlings can produce ears, I actually don't care much about it."
"Have you calmed down yet?"
Liu Ling asked with a smile.
Zhao Da was silent for a while and answered truthfully: "No, my subordinates have always been preoccupied with matters in the court. They are playing with the seedlings every day, but they are thinking about messy things. On the surface, they seem to be undistracted.
There is not a single weed left. In fact, all the weeds have grown in my subordinates’ hearts.”
Liu Ling laughed and said: "If you can't calm down, stop being quiet. Let's report to the Military Aircraft Department tomorrow. There are too many things going on recently, and Zhou Yangong and the others are really busy. If you have the ability, you can help them share some of the burden when you get to the Military Aircraft Department.
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"But... Your Majesty, my subordinates carry the title of Duke, so it is difficult for them to participate in government affairs."
"You mean to let me take away your title as a British Duke?"
Liu Ling swore: "That's nonsense! Then do I also have to take Duke Zhou Yan's title as Duke?"
"My subordinates dare not!"
Zhao Da bowed his head.
"Get out!"
Liu Ling waved his hand and said: "I haven't cooked anything for you for dinner. Go back to your house and eat the vegetables you grew. It's still green and growing happily. Why can't you pick a basket and send it to the painting garden for my princess?"
Are they trying something new? Are you stingy, or are you unable to even find a basket in your dignified British mansion?"
"My subordinates will send a basket to the painting garden tomorrow, no, a big basket!"
Liu Ling waved helplessly: "Gungungun, who needs a few rotten vegetable leaves like you!"
After Zhao Da left, Liu Ling sat alone in the study for a long time. He leaned on the chair, held his head high, and looked at the picture on the wall that he found out from the box and posted not far from his desk.
The painting on the wall, a piece of paper that has turned yellow, is a charcoal sketch of two old people leaning against each other. They looked at Liu Ling, with doting smiles on their lips, and kind eyes. I don’t know.
It was not because the color had changed because it was old, but because the paper was stained with dust. From the angle where Liu Ling was sitting, it seemed that there were a few wrinkles on the foreheads of the two old men.
"Mom and Dad, do you agree with my choice and decision?"
His voice was very soft, as if he could travel through time and space and return to that world.
"In any case, my son did not disappoint you, right?"
Liu Ling smiled: "Although the ending has been planned a long time ago, on this day, I realized that my heart was not at peace either. I have come step by step over the years, and I have planned every step.
The journey is about to reach the end of victory, but why can't I imagine the joy of the ending in my heart? Is it because I'm walking too fast that I can't adapt to this rhythm? Or am I walking too slowly?
So slow that you have changed too much?"
The parents in the portrait could not give Liu Ling the answer, and no one could give Liu Ling the answer. In fact, the answer was in his heart and had never changed.
"Suddenly I realized that after so many years, I really like this world."
Tears overflowed from the corners of Liu Ling's eyes, and she didn't know whether they were from laughter or sadness.
"It's been more than ten years, parents...how are you?"
Darkness came quietly, and the maids who went to light lamps came and went in the painting garden. They walked briskly, dragging their long skirts, and swaying. As they walked, they talked softly, and they were cheerful from time to time.
The laughter rippled like shattered lake waves. The dresses on their bodies had been replaced by gauze skirts, and the night wind blew on their bodies with a thorough coolness, which seemed to be able to cool their hearts all of a sudden, making people feel particularly
The expression of relief.
The maids counted the days on their fingers. It was already mid-June. Is it still far from the first day of October? (To be continued)
