If Li Meier dares to do this, I will beat her ass with a stick until her butt is bruised. And Cheng Qianli, the envoy of Qiuci Town, only cares about getting promoted and fighting, so shouldn't he ignore the issue of women's education?
"Don't worry, I will talk to Mei'er when I get a chance."
"If Li Lang thinks this way, I feel more relieved, so I'll go back to my room."
Li Siye nodded and continued walking forward. Suddenly he turned around and looked at Li Twelve Niang. The Twelfth Niang who was about to turn around and leave suddenly stopped where she was. Her face was slightly red and she asked in surprise: "Why?"
La, Li Lang?"
The Twelfth Mother is becoming more and more like a hostess in this family. Sooner or later, Li Siye will face her problems and need to give her a serious status, which will involve holding wedding banquets, entertaining guests and a lot of trivial matters in life.
He also faces another problem, that is, people of the same clan and same surname are not allowed to marry. He doesn't know which branch of the Li family the Twelve Mothers were born in, or whether they changed their surname from another to Li.
The rules and regulations are much more complicated.
"Nothing, oh, Twelve Niangs, which branch are you from with the surname Li?"
"What's the matter?" She lowered her head shyly and asked, pinching the skirt at her waist.
"Nothing, I was just asking."
"Master told me that I am a descendant of Yi Guogong, the founding hero of the Tang Dynasty, and was given the surname Li by the great ancestor. If you are worried that people with the same surname cannot marry, don't worry at all."
Are the descendants of Li Zihe so big? I just thought about it casually, so you can guess it?
When he went to see Twelve Niang again, she had already run away with her head lowered, almost covering her face with her sleeves and leaving his sight.
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At the beginning of November of the 29th year of Kaiyuan, Tian Renwan's squadron returned to Qiuci, where the Anxi Protectorate was located, after the failed expedition. Meng Lingcha and Zhonglang, the deputy governor and military envoy of the four towns, welcomed the group at Guangyuan Gate in the west of the city.
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The flags and banners still fluttering came slowly from the desolate dirt road. However, it could be seen from a distance that the morale of the expedition team was low. The faces of the generals and soldiers were covered with dust, and they looked tired and had no intention of wiping them off.
The governor Tian Renwan wore a golden armor on his head. The glittering golden armor could not hide his depression. This once high-spirited veteran had a beard as white and messy as weeds. I remember that when we met each other in Congling, he seemed to be a sluggish man.
Those with green beards.
Li Siye turned to look at Fumeng Lingcha and found that he was brewing emotions to make himself appear more sad. For politicians, this moment was a very test of acting skills.
When Tian Renwan came to the city gate, Fumeng Lingcha led the remaining officials of Anxi Mansion and bowed with their hands crossed and said, "We will welcome Tian Zhongcheng's return."
Tian Renwan turned over with difficulty and dismounted. Fumeng Lingcha quickly stepped forward to hold the horse's reins and whispered beside him: "Victory or defeat is a common matter for military officers. I hope Zhongcheng will not mind it."
Tanaka Cheng did not speak, but stared deeply at Fumeng Lingcha with cold and contemptuous eyes. This look revealed countless information, containing the discord between the Jiedushi and the Protector. And Fumeng Lingcha
He actually accepted it calmly, he was able to hold in his gaze.
Tian Renwan strode towards the city. The generals behind him dismounted their horses one after another, folded their flags, held their horses and saluted her husband, Meng Lingcha, before walking into the city.
Gao Xianzhi, the garrison envoy of Yanqi, stopped at the city gate and saluted Fumeng Lingcha from a distance of three feet. Without saying anything, he turned around and ordered to his subordinates: "We will not enter the city. We will go back directly."
Yanqi!"
Li Siye made a secret observation and felt that there must be a story between Fumeng and Gao Xianzhi.
Cheng Qianli, the envoy of Kucha Town, also came to Fumeng Lingcha and crossed his hands to salute. Then he turned to Li Siye and said: "Tian Zhongcheng has given orders. The Kucha Tiaodang camp and the front troops are still under your jurisdiction, General Li. You should return to the camp as soon as possible."
Let’s organize and report.”
"Here." Li Siye crossed his hands towards Cheng Qianli, then turned to his husband Meng Lingcha and said: "Guardian, I'm going down first.
He quickly returned to the city, took his team of more than 20 people, and immediately rushed to the Tiaodang camp and the Battlefront camp on the banks of the White Horse River.
The frustration in the camp was even worse than that of the expeditionary army. What he didn't expect was that the Tiaodang Camp and the War Front lost more than 200 people, equivalent to the establishment of an entire regiment. Colonel Liu Long also suffered losses.
In this battle, the situation of the vanguard was slightly better, with nearly a hundred casualties, and one captain was also killed.
This made him very angry. What happened to this horse phosphorus! Is this how my people are used when they are given to him? Is he using my people as human shields for him?
He had to figure it out. If this horse phosphorus really did this, he would talk to him about it and spray him with blood!
With a gloomy face, Li Siye called the four captains from the Tiaodang camp and the front team to the hall of the earthen castle. He sat cross-legged in front of the desk, looked at the four people with gray and decadent faces, and slapped them heavily with his palm.
Snapped!
"What's going on? We suffered the most losses among the entire expeditionary force! The Tiaodang camp was thrown into their hands and turned into a sandbag to die for? Ma Phosphorus, this bastard, is not his own soldier, don't you feel bad for him!"
The four people's faces were already gloomy, but now they were as numb as elm knots. After secretly looking at each other, Zhao Congfang bravely stepped forward, crossed his hands and murmured: "General Ma is not to blame for this, his Luntai is not to blame."
The battalion suffered the greatest losses, with more than 400 people from the five regiments killed and even more wounded."
Li Siye's expression softened slightly, but he asked in a stern tone: "Where are the troops under the other generals? How much did they lose?"
Zhao Congfang was silent for a long time, seeming to be thinking about what to say, then hesitantly said: "Others..."
"to be honest!"
Qiu Luan took the initiative to step forward and crossed his hands and said: "General Li, in this expedition to Xiaobolu, the Chinese army suffered the greatest loss, and the greatest loss of the Chinese army was the more than 2,000 people captured by General Ma Phosphorus. On the contrary, it influenced Yu
The Hou army, the left, right and rear armies did not suffer much losses."
Li Siye waved his hand heartily: "Okay, you go down and report the losses of each regiment's personnel, equipment, horses, etc., and list them in an account book, and wait for me to ask for it from the Protectorate."
"Here." The four of them said in unison, crossing their hands.
When they filed out of the Leopard Hall, Li Siye put his chin on his hand and began to think. He remembered the scene when Cheng Qianli summoned the generals to have a banquet at the Orchid Restaurant. Cheng had implicitly proposed to hinder the expedition.
The only person present who raised objections was General Ma Phosphorus. He was not able to attend the battle at Lianyun Fort in Bolechuan and did not know the situation at that time, but some clues could be seen from the heavy casualties on the battlefield.
The biggest problem faced by the officials who parachuted into Qixi from other places was that they were not acclimatized to the climate. Tian Renwan rashly planned an expedition less than a year after taking office before he had established his prestige and gathered military power. This was his problem.
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In fact, the biggest problem was the discord between Tian Renwan and Fumeng Lingcha. At first, Li Siye thought that the two people just had different opinions. He thought that as long as the expedition to Xiaobolu and the construction of the inn were carried out at the same time, this contradiction could be easily resolved. But he did not expect that
Fumeng Lingcha was still harboring evil thoughts. He could use such a big thing as an expedition against Xiaobolu as a bargaining chip to squeeze out his opponents. This was not a simple conflict. He had never thought about Anxi's two-year wealth and income.
Is it true? Didn’t he think that those Tang soldiers who died in battle were sacrificed in vain? This is purely a moral issue.
Fu Meng Lingzha is loyal on the outside but deceitful on the inside. Although he is pretty good to me now, he should be wary of him in the future.
People are very complicated things, and they are completely different from different perspectives. People can be selfish, but selfishness when it breaks through the bottom line is harmful. To a certain extent, this Fu Meng Duhu and Li Linfu are the same type of people.
Qiu Luan and Zhao Congfang walked out of the Leopard Hall of the Tubao side by side. They turned around with lingering fear and looked into the hall. They were not fools. They could also guess a few clues about what happened on the Lianyunbao battlefield that day.
Qiu Luan suddenly discovered that it turned out that General Li was the only winner this year. He took the initiative to avoid the meritorious expedition to Xiaobolu in the eyes of others, but he wholeheartedly found someone to build a post station. Others dreamed of holding a watermelon, but he couldn't.
Li Siye picked up the sesame seeds one by one. By the time Xiao Bolu's melon broke into pieces, the sesame seeds in Li Siye's hands had sprouted, bloomed and bore fruit.
Either he has foresight, or he has a very high political sense. General Li is worthy of being General Li, but he is infinitely superior to us.
Qiu Luan patted Zhao Congfang on the shoulder and sighed: "Cong Fang, Cong Fang, in my eyes, General Li is the real master."
Zhao Congfang shook his shoulders and shook off his hand, rolling his eyes boredly: "Your mouth is like a bag with two breathable ends. You can vent your anger at either end by turning it over and over, and you can say both positive and negative things."
After saying that, he strode towards the camp, leaving Qiu Luan behind and shouted angrily: "Hey, wait a minute, I will analyze it for you, and you will understand whether what I said makes sense or not!"