Han Jiang was a little helpless, shook her head and sighed again.
Seeing Han Jiang's reaction, Han Tuozhou was a little relieved. It seemed that Han Jiang had really thought of it.
Han Jiang said, "Brother Lu Yuan."
Han Tuozhou finally showed a smile on his face. Yes, his son is really serious.
Han Jiang continued: "I have been inquiring about the Yu family these days. One thing I know in the process is that Lu Yuanbo is a descendant of the Zhai family, but I don't know whether he is Zhai Xing or Zhai Jin. I think this is not important."
"Yes, it doesn't matter." Han Tuozhou was very satisfied with Han Jiang's attitude.
Zhai Jin and Zhai Xing, when the Jin Dynasty invaded the south, organized the rebel army to defend Luoyang and led the Zhai family's children to go one after another, with countless casualties. It was precisely because of this that the court granted the construction of a ancestral hall and rewarded his descendants.
This is why Lu Yuanbo was the Count.
Luoyang was still lost, and the Zhai clan led the synonyms to the south.
Han Jiang said: "Dad, if you want a general who can fight in Ruzhou and a army that can fight, do you want those people who moved south by the Zhai clan?"
Han Tuozhou didn't say anything, just nodded.
"Dad, I only embarrassed Lu Yuan Bo this day. What should you do if you ask me to do now?" Han Jiang was amused and crying. Han Tuozhou opened his eyes and smiled. But Han An said, "This letter was delivered in the evening."
Damn it!
To put it bluntly, these three letters were just one sentence.
You should quickly establish a good relationship with Lu Yuanbo, our family needs the strong support of the Zhai family.
Han Jiang asked: "Dad, how long can Ruzhou last?"
Han Tuozhou crossed his hands and said slowly: "When the green and yellow are not connected."
"I, I think about it. Think about it, what should I do?" Han Jiang wanted to complain in his tone. However, what he annoyed most in his previous life was employees complaining, and solving problems with problems. All of this, the identity of father and son is placed here. Those who are sons can argue, but obviously they must do, and they must not complain.
After hearing Han Jiang's statement, Han Tuozhou said, "I asked someone to carry me back to the backyard. I think the salt should be fried very hot at this time. It is a good time to apply it to your waist."
Han An asked someone to carry Han Tuozhou away, leaving Han Jiang alone in the study.
Han Jiang thought about it and said, no, it requires someone to come up with an idea for him.
Thinking of this, Han Jiang got up and ran towards the East Courtyard.
As expected, Han Tongqing was in the East Courtyard.
The newly built oven was trying to roast duck with a hanging stove. Han Jiang sat directly beside Han Tongqing, picked up Han Tongqing's cup and poured himself three cups in a row.
Han Tongqing smiled happily: "How about it, I said you didn't listen to marrying two people at that time, and you didn't listen to them today. Would you feel uncomfortable?"
“It’s uncomfortable.”
What else can Han Jiang do? He asked someone to give advice.
Han Tongqing took a new cup and poured wine for himself, and then said, "There are no good green onions when you lose them in Hebei. The onions stored in the cellar are all dry and even more unpalatable. I think the key to this roast duck is the onions and sauce."
"Brother." Han Jiang's tone was already filled with a hint of prayer.
"Safe, there are three strategies to see which one you can do."
After hearing this, Han Jiang was filled with joy in his eyes.
Han Tongqing slowly drank wine: "The first strategy is to ask the court to pay for disaster relief, at least two million yuan."
After hearing this, Han Jiang shook his head helplessly. How could he do something that even his father Han Tuozhou could not do?
Han Tongqing continued: "The second strategy is to ask the eldest girl of Qian's family to help you get the second girl of Lu Yuanbo's family home."
Han Jiang's eyes were straight, and this was even more impossible.
At this time, Han Tongqing smiled: "My stupid son is back and ask me two questions. What you asked is quite interesting. It made Brother Wei think about it for a few breaths."
"real?"
"What do you think?"
Awesome, those who can get answers in a few seconds after listening to them will definitely have an IQ.
However, this second strategy is almost impossible to accomplish. It is too outrageous. I haven't managed to get the money mansion yet. To put it bluntly, my wife is still chasing me, and I asked my wife who I haven't chased to find a mistress for me.
Even if God is blind, this matter cannot be accomplished.
Han Tongqing suddenly put away his smile and became very serious: "If you can't even do the first two strategies, the third strategy will be even more difficult as the sky. This strategy is to go north to attack Luoyang. You don't want to take Luoyang, you can get a county or a hundred miles, and you can still defend it."
After hearing this, Han Jiang asked, "Brother, is this really a good idea?"
"Yes. These three strategies are the best ways to solve the current problems. The rest will be treated with symptoms but not the root cause. There will be floods in Ruzhou this year because the river channel is disrepair. The army and navy in Ruzhou will not support us because the people in the court oppose our Korean mansion, but instead they can get stuck."
Han Tongqing said very seriously, obviously it was not a lie.
Han Jiang was puzzled: "That's the land of the Song Dynasty, and they don't care."
"Haha." Han Tongqing's smile was full of ridiculous smell, dry. After laughing, Han Tongqing gave Han Jiang a duck burrito: "Try it, see how much different the taste is from what you said?"
The cake was stuffed into the mouth like chewing wax.
It’s not that the cake is unpalatable, but that there is something in my heart.
After swallowing the cake in his mouth, Han Jiang asked: "Brother, why can you solve the problem in Ruzhou with the help of Zhai? When the green and yellow people were not in contact with each other, there was still no food."
"Wu Shengjun."
Han Tongqing only said three words [Biquge www.biquge.info], and Han Jiang understood.
The Wusheng Army was located in Nanyang in later generations. Nanyang was very close to Ruzhou. If we helped each other, we would definitely overcome the difficulties. Moreover, Nanyang and its advantages are more convenient transportation. With the Han River connecting the Yangtze River waterway, we can solve the difficulties of the disaster in the year of disaster by relying on business and travel.
Han Jiang thought about it for a long time while holding the duck cake in one hand.
This is really difficult.
Not very right.
Han Jiang pointed at himself: "Brother, why should I get such a troublesome thing to do? I am as old as your grandson, that's not right."
"Just because you are Shaojun, I am a free meal at home. You said, you are as old as my grandson, but you call me brother. Isn't that enough?" Han Tongqing finished speaking, eating duck meat with great pleasure.
Han Jiang slapped his head: "I had something to ask my father just now, but I forgot it when I interrupted it."
"What are you asking?"
"I want to know, Empress... what do you say, her head..." Han Jiang didn't know how to describe it, but Han Tongqing said: "This is how the Gongpai School looks at it. A mother who was kicked by a donkey gave birth to a son who had been stepped on by a dozen cows."
Han Jiang:...
This is a very skillful description.
Han Jiang was still a little unbelievable: "Brother, are you sure?"
Chapter completed!