Chapter five hundred and ninety-two various decrees take over
The emperor slapped his palms heavily on the table and rebuked loudly: "What a Gao Xianzhi! Since he became the Jiedushi, every time he returned to Chang'an, I have rewarded him with so much property. I have made his son a fifth-rank official.
.But how did he repay your kindness! For the property of a dozen camels, he killed people and set fires, bringing disaster to the Western Regions and destroying the prestige established by the Anxi Protectorate in the Western Regions for generations!"
Bian Lingcheng hurriedly bowed down and said: "Your Majesty is wise. The high school prime minister is good at fighting, but he is greedy for money and has no sense of the overall situation. Now the people of the nine countries in the river hate him to the bone, including the Anxi Protectorate and the Anxi army.
Okay. So I suggest that the current plan is to eliminate the people's resistance to the Anxi Protectorate first, otherwise they will abandon the Tang Dynasty and return to the Great Food, and the gains will outweigh the losses."
Li Longji nodded affirmatively and said to Bian Lingcheng: "Bian Lingcheng, you will be waiting downstairs in Huaxe tomorrow. I will issue an edict to make Li Siye concurrently serve as the governor of the four towns of Anxi in Beiting. You will bring double banners and double festivals."
I went to Qixi with Liuhu and handed it over to him, asking him to closely guard against the movements in the west of Congling and the Nine Kingdoms of Zhaowu."
"Here!" Bian Lingcheng prostrated himself on the ground, covering his hands on the sheep felt.
"Back off."
Bian Lingcheng followed his godfather Gao Lishi and both exited the Nanxun Hall.
Emperor Xuanzong rubbed his forehead, having some difficulty deciding how to arrange Gao Xianzhi. Yang Yuhuan walked out of the moon cave door, helped Sanlang into the inner room, and let him lie down on the pleasant-smelling imperial concubine's couch.
Smelling the cool scent of frankincense, like the smell of pine trees, Xuanzong's spirit gradually returned to the track. He thought carefully that although Gao Xianzhi did not have a big picture, his ability in fighting was indeed not small. Now he has held a celebration banquet for him at the Huacalyx Tower.
, naturally we can no longer punish his crimes. Now it is better to transfer him to Hexi to serve as the Jiedushi, and the Hexi Jiedushi An Sishun will be transferred to Shuofang. Such frequent transfers will help prevent the Jiedushi from gaining power.
He sometimes thinks so, but when it comes to his and Yang Yuhuan's godson An Lushan, he believes it in every possible way. Other military governors were transferred around, but only An Lushan always stayed firmly in his seat.
He is on Fan Yangpinglu's throne, and the more he sits on it, the more firmly he becomes entrenched.
That night, a meteor shower pierced the night sky. Gao Xianzhi was very drunk in the calyx building. He might have forgotten the worries hidden behind him, or he might be using wine to anesthetize himself. On the way back with the support of his own soldiers, he kept thinking
What is more important is how to remedy the previous mistakes after returning to Qixi.
At noon on the second day, Gao Xianzhi got up from the couch in the mansion. With the help of his servants, he combed his long hair, put on a bun, and put on a purple round-necked robe. The eunuch who had delivered the order from the palace had already arrived in the courtyard, holding in his hand
Holding the yellow silk, he shouted loudly: "Gao Xianzhi accepts the order!"
He quickly walked out of the main hall, folded his hands and bowed down: "I accept the order."
The eunuch shook off the silk cloth, stretched it out and read loudly: "My disciples have promoted Gao Xianzhi to be the governor of Hexi Province, and he will leave Beijing to take office soon..."
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"...ordered Hexi Jiedushi An Sishun to move to Shuofang Jiedushi. Make the book as shown on the right, and the talismans will be followed!"
An Sishun, who had braids on his head and narrowed his eyes, knelt on the ground and raised his head, with a look of confusion and reluctance on his face. He straightened his waist with his hands flat, and looked up at the censor who put a roll of yellow silk into his hand. This
This feeling is correct, it is a real bolt from the blue.
An Sishun is over 50 years old this year. Since he joined the Hexi Army in the early Kaiyuan Dynasty, he has served several Hexi Jiedushi envoys. He is a veritable veteran. How old is he? He once served under the famous general Xue Rengui.
His son Xue Na served as his subordinate. At that time, there were no Jiedu envoys in Hexi, only the marching general. Even Wang Zhongsi's own father, Wang Haibin, was his colleague. With this qualification, he was enough to be proud of all the generals in the world.
It's a pity that the promotion and selection of officials is not determined by seniority. An Sishun's performance in the army was average, with nothing outstanding, and his ability to flatter others was not as good as that of his cousin An Lushan, so his promotion in Hexi was not smooth.
It is one step at a time. This also makes his foundation and prestige unusually high.
He was suddenly transferred away from Hexi, which was not what he wanted, and it was difficult to violate the imperial edict. What should he do?
That night, he called his staff, escorts, envoys from various armies, and executive officers into the Jiedu Envoy's residence. Everyone buried their heads under the lamp, and they didn't know what they were discussing in secret.
In the early morning of the seventh day, An Sishun took only a few followers with him and traveled with the supervisory censor Pei Zhounan, preparing to leave Wuwei City and go to Beiting to take office.
He whipped the old horse's buttocks and just turned the main street to the city gate, but he saw a bunch of black Sogdian Hu soldiers kneeling on the ground. When these people saw his appearance, they shouted to the sky and the earth: "An Zhongcheng, don't leave! Hexi Li
If we don’t leave you, we can’t live without you!”
An Sishun stroked his beard and nodded, feeling that it was okay. Although the performance was a bit exaggerated, it still had some real feelings.
Pei Zhounan, the supervisory censor, stepped forward on his horse and shouted: "What are you doing! Do you want to ask An Zhongcheng to disobey military orders and resist the imperial edict?"
The Hu soldiers ignored him and continued to kneel on the ground, shouting and crying.
An Sishun had no choice but to dismount himself and step forward to persuade him: "I am very grateful that brothers love Sishun so much, but it is difficult to violate the sacred order, so you should leave."
brush!
One of the leading officers drew a short blade from his waist, pointed it at his face and drew a bloody mark, frightening the imperial censor Pei Zhounan to take a few steps back.
This is not self-mutilation, but cutting off the ears and the face. It is a way for the Hu people to show their sincerity and loyalty. Usually after the death of the leader or supreme ruler of the tribe, they express that they cannot accept it and use self-mutilation to express their sincerity to God.
Expressing dissatisfaction. Now this method is used to retain An Sishun.
"Please An Zhongcheng stay!"
The Hu soldiers kneeling in the front rows continued to cut themselves with knives. Some were so skillful that they only left a shallow blood mark on their faces, while some were so sincere that they actually cut their earlobes.
An Sishun said that he had no countermeasures and had to retreat. Zhou Yushi wrote a memorial to Emperor Xuanzong in Chang'an about what he saw and heard. Li Longji had no choice but to change his original intention and appointed Gao Xianzhi, a right-hand minister named Lin Da
The sinecure of a general.
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One month later, in the courtyard of Tingzhou Jiedushi's residence, Li Siye also received the imperial edict he had been waiting for. He had been working in Anxi for fourteen years before finally getting the job he had been waiting for - the Four Towns Festival in Anxi.
Envoy.
All the preparations he had made before were in vain. The carefully constructed logistics system of the post station was on the right track. Every month, he could transport forty kilos of pepper and other spices to Yangguan, making a profit of 240,000 taels, which could help Anxi
The army provides sufficient funding support. The internal affairs regulations of the army that he once implemented in Shule Town require personal items to strictly comply with the regulations and achieve unified standards. Now they can also be deduced to the entire army. Zhao Zhengyi’s thunderous view does not need to be obscured.
Covered up, the miniaturization of fierce fire thunder can be made for me. He plans to build four granaries with large reserves in the four towns of Anxi, and buy grain from Hexi and the Central Plains to fill them as war preparations for the Anxi army.
Of course, before completing these plans, he had to face a major event left behind by Gao Xianzhi, which was the black-clad food army of the Abbasid Dynasty attracted by the barbarians of Central Asia.
He received the imperial edict at the end of February, and the Battle of Talas was probably at the end of July, with five months left. He had enough time to prepare, and he had to devote all his energy to serving as the governor for himself.
After the first battle, I handed in a satisfactory answer.