Chapter 274 A cup of wine from the west out of Yangguan
To the west of Bianliang City, the maple forest looks like fire.
There were several carriages parked on the official road in the forest, where Young Master Yang Lin was waiting for Song Jiang to see him off.
Officials who made contributions during the Southern Expedition were all rewarded. In Zhao Ji's heart, he clearly knew that the biggest contributor this time was Yang Lin.
Therefore, although Yang Lin did not award a reward, Zhao Ji agreed to all his requests.
In the dynasty, he was promoted to the position of Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Rites and became the official of Guanglu.
The commander-in-chief Song Jiang was given the same background as a Jinshi, and was moved to Hexi to be the envoy of the Youzhi system. He served as a frontier official for the imperial court to oversee the military and political affairs in the northwest.
"This black guy has just returned to Bianliang. Before his butt is warmed up, he has to go to the right to blow the cold wind. Alas, he has to make people shed tears of sympathy." Yin Muhong put his hands behind his back and said with gloating.
Beside him, Hua Rong glared angrily: "My brother has made great achievements and has been promoted to such a high official. You must be greedy and sad, so you fart like a bird here."
Yin Muhong had been hanging out in Mizhou for a while and had long been familiar with this group of people. Hearing this, he scornfully said with his hands behind his back: "Vulgar, extremely vulgar."
Even though Hua Rong was ignorant, he knew that he couldn't beat this sanctimonious old bastard, so he snorted and turned away.
After a while, Song Jiang, who had gone to the province to report his work, came out on horseback.
Behind him were several dark-skinned, lean teenagers, who seemed to be his new friends in the southwest, following closely behind him.
Lu Qian knocked on the carriage curtain and said, "Young Master, the Song Dynasty envoy is here."
Yang Lin, who was lying on the soft couch, stretched out, opened the car curtain and walked out, and saw Song Jiang coming on horseback from a distance.
"How dare I bother the young master to see him off in person!" Song Jiang got off his horse and shouted with a flattered look on his face.
"Gongming, come here and let's talk." Yang Lin walked to a roadside pavilion. After sitting down, he saw Song Jiang still standing aside and said with a smile: "Sit down too."
Song Jiang was not polite. After all, he and Shaozai had been close friends for several times. After sitting down, he said with joy on his face: "I haven't thanked Shaozai yet for asking Song Jiang to come with the same background as a Jinshi."
"It's just a small matter. You are my confidant. If I don't promote you, how can I promote others?"
Born as a Jinshi, he was better than ordinary generals. The Song Dynasty was an era where everything depended on diplomas. If you didn't have a good background, you would be constrained when you became a high official, and no one would admire you.
The reason why Yang Lin is so domineering and many people are against him is because he is a serious scholar. Those who crazily advocate Yang Shengren in Jiangnan Academy also use this as Yang Chui's biggest trump card. Are you not convinced that Wenquxing will come to earth?
"The northwest has its own situation. After you go here, you should make more friends with the local Hu people. The Dangxiang people, the Mongols, the Uighurs, and the Tubo people are all our minions and arms when used well. The crossbreeding of the Hu and Han people in the northwest,
Although you want to promote the style of the Central Plains, you are not allowed to bully the Hu people. I once told the officials in the northwest that treating everyone equally is the greatest benevolent policy.
Although the Western Army's military discipline is lax and cliques are common, it still has many merits. You don't have to worry too much about them and me. You just need to do what a commander should do.
Generals of the Western Army, it is impossible to give up selfishness and use it for my own benefit at any time. We do not hold on to extravagant hopes, let alone waste our efforts on this. What you have to do is to gain the hearts of the people of Qinlong and the military. If they
Our livelihood is closely related to ours, so the northwest is our world."
Song Jiang nodded and said: "My subordinates understand that this is a plan to draw out salary from under the cauldron."
Yang Lin nodded and chuckled. It seemed that the black guy had understood what he meant. He called out softly. After a while, Lu Qian came up with his soldiers and set up a table of wine and food.
Two pounds of soy sauce meat, a bowl of soy sauce-roasted walnuts, a plate of pan-fried yellow croaker, and a pot of boiled boneless pork head.
Lu Qian took off the wine bag, Song Jiang, Hua Rong, Yin Muhong, and Lu Wang crowded in the pavilion. Yang Lin smiled and said, "Come and bid farewell to Song Gongming."
Wulianghai, Kelie tribe.
There was a hint of worry on Huerza's face as he stepped into his brother's tent.
Beautifully crafted tables and chairs, gold and silver utensils, and mellow-smelling wine.
Huerzha became even more anxious and said: "Luhan, now everyone in our Kelie tribe wants to go home and herd sheep. We recruited people to guard against the Khitan a few days ago, but they are all listless and unwilling to fight. The Kelie tribe stretches across the grassland and is reliable.
It’s not herding sheep.”
"Kurzha, the sheep bring us food and wealth, why don't you raise them. I plan to build a city in Wulianghai and form our own caravan of our Kele tribe. We will no longer have to wander around on the grassland."
Hearing this, Huerzha almost fainted and stepped forward and said: "Luhan, the Mongols on the grassland are like scattered sand. They have never had their own sweat. Now that the Khitan is weak, this is our best opportunity. We, Kled
Now that the opportunity has come for you to dominate, how can you covet comfort?
In the east, the weak Jurchens already have their own emperor. I heard the news brought by the Han caravan that the Jurchens only used 2,000 warriors to defeat the Khitan's 100,000 cavalry.
Every Han Chinese is preaching about the bravery of the Jurchens, but no one remembers that it was our Kelie tribe who took the lead in defeating the Khitan."
What is the purpose of fighting the Khitan? Kerelukhan didn't think so. He was living very comfortably now, so why did he lead his tribe to fight to the death?
In the past, if you didn't work hard, people would die. Now that there is enough food to eat, and the Khitan people have not attacked, why should we give up this comfortable life to provoke the Khitan people?
"Kurzha, your vision is as old and outdated as the frozen caves in Mobei. Now our Kele tribe has everything we want. It's just a few sheep and a few horses. My people have food to eat."
, there is no need to wait to die in the cold winter, why start a war."
Since they are the overlords on the grasslands, they are often brutal and domineering, unafraid of death, and frightening in their combat prowess.
But once it succeeds, it will also quickly corrupt. Today's Daliao, the Jurchens who are about to rise, Mongolia who are rising one after another, and even the Eight Banners Wild Boars that followed are all like this.
The reason is that at the beginning of the uprising, these people couldn't live without working hard. After all, no one would care about this or that when they die. But later, once life becomes comfortable, they will lose their bloody nature and become hesitant and greedy for enjoyment.
Today's Kelie tribe is just doing business, and has been intoxicated by the Central Plains customs brought by the wealthy Song people.
These people are crazy about the spirits and delicacies of the Song Dynasty, and they are trying to improve the quality of their sheep and horses so that they can sell them at a good price.
Huerzha was actually said to be speechless. His own brother, Luhan of the Kele tribe, had no ambitions.
"Luhan, if Daliao comes to attack us, how should we deal with the enemy?"
"The Khitan people have long lost their courage as they once were. Besides, don't we still have the Song Dynasty to rely on? At worst, the whole family will surrender to the Song Dynasty. There is no difference between obeying the Liao Dynasty and obeying the Song Dynasty."