On the bronze bird stage, Wang Yan read the proclamation carefully, his expression serious.
The fig leaf has been torn away, and things are about to change.
Now when the ministers see the emperor, they will always say "Zhongxing", study the art of "Zhongxing" every day, and ask the emperor to implement the "Zhongxing" strategy.
But Chen Gong said that now is the end of Qin and the end of Han, so Zhongxing is a ghost.
Moreover, there are many references in this statement, and it is obviously for the scholars who have the right to speak. After the scholars read it, they will naturally discuss it, and after the discussion, they will give their own opinions.
Opinions are not given casually because there is a hint of taking sides.
"It's a lot of trouble." Wang Yan sighed.
He had a hunch that at the end of the discussion, he would have to appear and lead the way.
"Master, Mr. Chen's move——" Wang Huifeng's face was full of worry: "It's a little early."
Wang Yan nodded, then hesitated again, and subconsciously asked: "Huifeng, why are you so worried?"
Wang Huifeng lowered his head and looked at the letter and said: "Mr. Chen has great ambitions and has worked hard for ten years before he is where he is today. If he loses, it will be inevitable for Henan and Hebei to start fighting again."
"That's all?" Wang Yan asked.
"Yeah." Wang Huifeng responded softly.
Wang Yan felt something was wrong.
He just asked "that's all". Normally, his daughter should be puzzled, surprised, and confused as to why he would ask this. But she just said "hmm", which is very problematic, indicating that her daughter seems to regard certain things as prerequisites.
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With his mind spinning, Wang Yan decided to test it again, only to hear him say: "If I come out and express my position, the Wang family will have no way out, and their reputation will be damaged. If you can't get enough benefits from Shao Quanzhong, you can
What a big loss.”
Wang Huifeng said "hmm" again.
"Hui Feng——" Wang Yan looked at his daughter and asked: "Mr. Chen said the day before yesterday that he wanted to come to my place to sit down and 'choose Zhilan', you..."
"Father." Wang Huifeng said calmly: "Mr. Chen's intention is very clear. My sister is talking about Mr. Chen all day long. She must have something in her heart. Mr. Chen also cares about my sister. If I don't care about my status, I can advise Mr. Chen.
Invite sister into the house."
Wang Yan was speechless. In front of his daughter, his eloquence was useless.
"You..." Wang Yan hesitated and asked, "I heard that you have written letters to Mr. Chen?"
"Yes." Wang Huifeng nodded and admitted, "There are many things related to the livelihood of the people, and there are also rumors from various places. I will sort them out and send them to Mr. Chen. After my sister enters the palace, I will stop correspondence to avoid suspicion.
Don’t worry.”
Wang Yan didn't know what to say, so he just said: "It's okay, it's good that you know. Mr. Chen told me before that he was in love with you, but it seems he was deceiving me."
Wang Huifeng said seriously: "It's my fault. I let Mr. Chen misunderstand me. I won't let him worry anymore in the future."
Wang Yan sighed softly and said, "Get some rest early."
Before leaving, he looked at the papers on the desk and asked, "Are you still writing to Mr. Chen?"
"The news coming from Xuzhou is extremely complicated and confusing, and it has not yet been sorted out." Wang Huifeng said, "Don't worry, this is the last one."
Wang Yan shook his head, turned and left.
Such an outstanding daughter refused to remarry for many years. Quanzhong was also quite capable, and he actually made Huifeng have some affection for her, but it was a pity that he ruined it himself.
That bitch actually covets my two daughters and wants to serve them all at once!
Anyway, looking at the dog's excessive appearance, Huifeng used to be a concubine, so it's not interesting, so she might as well stay at home.
Furthermore, now that she is active and not as stubborn as before, there may be a chance of remarrying.
My daughter, how can I not be a real wife and still be a mistress?
After Wang Yan left, Wang Huifeng gently brushed away the distracting thoughts in his mind and concentrated on writing the letter.
The Bronze Bird Tower is very high, and the cold wind is blowing outside.
As he was writing, Wang Huifeng put down his pen and listened quietly to the sobs of the cold wind.
She opened a small wooden box, took out a letter, and read it carefully.
When Mr. Chen wrote to tell her that he had decided to pay for the lives of tens of thousands of people in Anping, she lost consciousness for a long time, and then wrote several letters to him.
Mr. Chen wrote back again, and she wrote back again...
At that time, there were slight ripples in her heart. Only those who put the common people first are true heroes and true men.
For the livelihood of the people in Henan, she did not hesitate to donate the Wang family's private collection of agricultural books.
For the sake of the lives of the people in Hebei, he was able to suppress all objections, open his private purse, and redeem human lives.
Their views are so similar, their souls are highly compatible, and their minds are connected with each other...
However, when I re-read the old letter this time, despite my appreciation, there is also a hint of melancholy that I can't get rid of.
Wang Huifeng felt weak all over and fell down on the desk.
Unlike her sister Wang Jingfeng, she was not a pretentious woman who would not cry and cry at all times. She just leaned on the desk, her big eyes lost focus, and her whole body seemed to have been drained of energy.
After a long time, a faint sigh sounded.
Wang Huifeng calmed down, smoothed out Shao Xun's reply letter, put it back in the envelope, and put it into the wooden box.
"Click." After the wooden box was locked, Wang Huifeng stared at it blankly for a long time.
After a moment, she no longer hesitated, stood up and put the wooden box deep into the cabinet, then came to the desk to sort out the news from Xuzhou.
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In Tongjue Garden, a large army gathered.
The six thousand soldiers of Yinqiang Zuoying fought for half a year and maintained considerable morale, although they wanted to return home to reunite with their families.
But as a professional recruiter, you put your head down and work hard, and this is what you eat, so there is nothing much to say.
Don't you see that the Cai thieves in later generations are serving as soldiers, and even go to central Guizhou? As long as there are people to recruit, provide money and food, and pay on time, the soldiers will not be so emotional.
But conscription without wages was different, so Shao Xun conscripted 30,000 people from Henan to replace them.
It would be really tragic to end up in a situation where you join the army at the age of 15 and return home at the age of 80. When you return home, your house is in ruins and full of thorns, and you don’t even know who to eat it with after cooking.
Hou Feihu had been appointed as the former military commander, and he led the garrison troops from Shexian, Gushan, Wu'an, and Anyang, as well as a newly-sent Yi Congjun unit, totaling about 20,000 infantry and cavalry, to fight against Liu Yao.
Shao Xun personally supervised the following troops and horses, counting more than 60,000 cavalry on foot, with Liu Fudu as the vanguard, and set out on October 28th.
After breakfast, Liu Fudu's 1,500 cavalry took the lead in leaving the city.
Two hours later, 6,000 soldiers from the Gao clan in Bohai and Liu clan from Pingyuan set off.
After lunch, a section of the Yi Congjun and more than 10,000 cavalrymen from Wubao in Henan also left the city from Ximing Gate and disappeared into the wind and snow.
At the time of application, it was Shao Xun's turn to set off with his troops, Yinqian Zuoying and tens of thousands of residents of Wubao, Henan.
Before leaving, he came to the Tongque Terrace to say goodbye to Wang Yan, Lu Zhi, Yu Chen and others.
"What are you going to do?" After greetings one by one, everyone dispersed. Wang Yan grabbed Shao Xun and asked.
"How to prepare for what?" Shao Xun was puzzled. What exactly was Lao Deng asking about?
"If this battle is won, I plan to go to the imperial court. Please designate the ten counties of Chen, Liang, Nanton, Xincai, Runan, Yingchuan, Xiangcheng, Xingyang, Chenliu, and Jiyang as the Liang Kingdom, and you as Liang Gong.
, how?" Wang Yan whispered.
Obviously, this is not the Duke of one county. The land of ten counties is a country. This is a principality. The leader of the country is called "Liang Gong".
"Lieutenant, why did you suddenly..." Shao Xun was a little surprised.
This is not your style. You are suddenly more anxious than Yu Chen, Lu Zhi and others. You are in a mess.
"Recovering Yecheng and gaining more than ten counties is enough credit." Wang Yan said: "If the world falls apart, it will be equivalent to destroying a country."
Shao Xun looked at Wang Yan and smiled.
In a sense, he did destroy a country. At least, Shi Le, who claimed to be "King Zhao" in history, could not get up.
"Wait and wait and see what happens." Shao Xun said, "Lieutenant, you are well-informed. After finding out the scholars' opinions, let Huifeng compile it into a document and send it to me."
When Wang Yan heard this, he was silent for a long time and said, "Huifeng will never write to you again."
"What?" Shao Xun looked at Wang Yan doubtfully, then turned to look at the palace room.
That silly girl Wang Jingfeng stood on the second floor terrace and waved to him quietly.
Shao Xun smiled and nodded.
Yesterday we had a private meeting, and we hugged and touched each other. We couldn't be too ruthless.
It’s just—that’s all, Wang Huifeng’s matter will be dealt with when he comes back.
If you don’t write a letter, I will!
Spam is filling your mailbox. Can you handle it?
"Lieutenant, you can go back to Luoyang first." After making up his mind, Shao Xun returned to his business and said, "You don't have to come forward, just find a few people to hold a few banquets and find out which way the wind is blowing."
"You still need to teach me these things?" Wang Yan felt unhappy and said stiffly.
He has a lot of crooks, so he can just randomly select a few middle-level officials and let them deliberately lead the conversation.
In addition, he can also find a few younger generations he values ​​​​and hold a few informal talks.
This is a good opportunity to find out the trend of scholars.
He will not end up at the beginning. He will not even take the lead in the matter of splitting the soil and ennobling the public. There are many people who are willing to charge into the battle.
Everything happens step by step.
For example, he would never mention "the matter of recording the minister" in the first place.
Just to break the soil and seal the throne, the resistance is great, but it is not impossible to succeed. After all, these ten counties have nothing to do with the imperial court. They are all firmly controlled by Chen Gong.
But "recording the affairs of the minister" would infringe on the interests of court officials and high-ranking noble families, so we have to wait and see before talking about it.
"Alas, I don't even know what to say about you." Finally, Wang Yan glanced at Shao Xun helplessly and said: "'It's hard to chase a lost deer', 'Looking at the dark clouds to stop it' can be said casually?
You are betting that everyone will turn a blind eye, that everything will be calm, and that no one will stop you."
"If something happens, I will still have you, Taiwei," Shao Xun said with a smile.
"Why should I help you?" Wang Yan said angrily.
"Haha." Shao Xun smiled and left.
Outside the Tongque Tower, the sky was full of wind and snow.
The army went on non-stop from morning to night.
It wasn't until the afternoon of the next day that the last troops and horses were cleared.
Chapter completed!