In the courtroom, Jiang Chun held a tea cup and began to ponder.
During the Great Song Dynasty, Guanlong was called "Shaanxi Road", and later it was divided into "Qinfeng Road" and "Yongxing Military Road". Qinfeng Road refers to Qinzhou and Fengxiang, which is all the Longxi area in the territory of the Great Song Dynasty.
This was 130 years ago, and the word Shaanxi sounds so far away.
And since Zhang Jun and Zhao Ding, no one has held the post of Xuanfu Disposer of Sichuan and Shaanxi in a hundred years.
It is inevitable that people will be a little confused.
Jiang Chunsui asked: "What does Mr. Han mean that Li Jieshuai wants to regain the Yongxing military road?"
Han Chengxu did not intend to tell Jiang Chun that Guanzhong had been recovered. Li Xia needed time to control Guanlong first, otherwise the Song court would send troops.
He stroked his beard and said: "Now Alang is trying to persuade Liu Heima to surrender. If this can be done, Guanzhong may return to our rule in the Song Dynasty. However, Alang does not have enough power and authority to convince Liu Heima."
Jiang Chun asked: "Should the imperial court send more important officials..."
"No." Han Chengxu said in a solemn tone: "Don't forget that Meng Cong recruited Fan Yongji to surrender, and Wang Shixian asked Zhao Yanna for annexation. If the imperial court interferes, what should we do if we fail to achieve success?"
"That's true. Li Jieshuai's concerns are justified."
Jiang Chun didn't mean what he said, but he understood the logic behind it.
Twenty or thirty years ago, no one in the Manchu Dynasty thought that it was wrong to reject Fan Yongji, Wang Shixian and other warlords. If the rebellion turned out to be similar to Li Quan's rebellion, everyone would be heartbroken.
Who would have thought that the Mongols could use these warlords' soldiers and horses to invade the Song Dynasty, killing them until rivers of blood flowed, and killing every ten of the tens of millions of people in Shu.
Looking back on the decision made back then... it was outrageously stupid.
"You mean, only Li Jieshuai and Liu Heima will discuss it?"
"Liu Heima only trusts Alang."
Jiang Chundao: "But Li Jieshuai does not have enough power and authority..."
Han Chengxu stroked his beard and smiled and said: "Therefore, it is necessary to seek the position of Sichuan-Shaanxi Xuanfu Disposal Envoy. Alang is not for personal power, but for national affairs."
"Mr. Han also knows that after Jianyan, the post of Xuanfu Disposal of Sichuan and Shaanxi was first established. Before Zhang Jun and Zhao Ding took up this post, they were all known to be ministers of the Privy Council and important ministers... As for Li Jieshuai, he is only twenty years old this year.
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"In troubled times, why do you ask about your origin?" Han Chengxu patted his knees and said, "Of course, this matter is not easy to plan. Therefore, we must ask Prefect Jiang to help in the court."
"This..." Jiang Chunwei said, "I am humble and speak lightly..."
"You might as well tell Magistrate Jiang that Guan De, the personal servant of the official family, is from Alang."
Jiang Chun was surprised and overjoyed.
"real?!"
Han Chengxu waved, and Jiang Chun quickly stepped forward.
"When you arrive in Lin'an, go to the Fenglian Tower to find Mother Hu for minor matters. She will send someone to the palace to pass a message to Guan De; if there is a major matter, ask your lady to go to the eldest princess's mansion to ask for an audience..."
Jiang Chun nodded repeatedly.
Han Chengxu further explained: "If the official family calls you, you only need to say... Li Jieshuai wants to welcome the official family back to the old capital and become the king with the most outstanding literary and military skills in the Song Dynasty."
"If so, we may be sure that my uncle Mou Gong has made a comeback..."
"No." Han Chengxu shook his head and said, "There is no need to talk to Mou Gong."
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Li Xia's political opponent has never been the concrete Jia Sidao, but anyone in the center of power.
The essence of this matter is that the feudal town is decentralizing power from the central government.
Whether it is Mou Zicai, Ye Mengding, Yang Dong, Rao Huchen, Cheng Yuanfeng, or Jia Sidao, whoever holds the power of the center now is Li Xia's enemy!
It has nothing to do with loyalty, character, or friendship.
Power is like water. When it flows to one end of the scale, the people on the other end instantly become enemies.
It was difficult for Han Chengxu to describe this subtle relationship to Jiang Chun, so he couldn't tell who was the enemy and who was the friend in this plan.
If you think that "Jia Sidao is the enemy and Mou Zi is the friend", it would be too naive in the officialdom.
After thinking about it, Han Chengxu said: "If Alang is appointed as the governor of Sichuan and Shaanxi, someone will benefit, and those who benefit will help us. But we must beware of those in the DPRK who oppose this matter."
Jiang Chun opened his mouth, and then he realized how difficult it was for him to handle this matter.
No wonder Li Xia didn't directly send a letter to Guan De.
To seek this official position, you need to grasp the public sentiment in Lin'an officialdom, and in the court, the gains and losses of interests can change in an instant.
Therefore, it needs someone who is well versed in officialdom to plan.
"The twenty-year-old Xuanfu envoy of Sichuan and Shaanxi... has twice the power of Sichuan and Shu. I am here to handle this matter, I'm afraid..."
When Jiang Chun opened his mouth, Han Chengxu knew that he was aware of the difficulty.
It has only been a few years, and I still need to fight with Song Ting like this.
Song Ting is not stupid either. Someone will soon realize that they only have a few years left to suppress Li Xia.
There was really no one available, so I left this matter to Jiang Chun...
Han Chengxu sighed imperceptibly and said, "Don't worry, Prefect Jiang, we will ask Jiang Fan to go with you to Lin'an. If you need to inquire or contact him, he will handle it for you."
"Ginger rice?"
Han Chengxu nodded and said: "This time, not only the official positions of the Sichuan-Shaanxi Xuanfu Disposal Envoy will be taken down, but also the Yunnan pacification system envoy, the Zhoulu pacification envoy and other important positions. When Alang takes over Guanzhong,
But there are a large number of high-ranking official positions waiting for Governor Jiang."
Jiang Chun was startled again and opened his mouth.
Four years ago, he was just a small county magistrate, and he met Li Xia, a county captain... Han Chengxu was still a prisoner from the north.
In a blink of an eye, all the people talking were the Sichuan-Shaanxi envoy and the Yunnan envoy, who were extremely popular and high-ranking officials.
What about yourself? If you can be appointed as the governor of Chang'an, wouldn't it be possible to become the prime minister?
"Prefect Jiang, no, Jiang Shaoqing, this is the imperial court's approval after Alang recommended Jiang Shilang. When Alang captured Longxi, he thought it was a tribute to you, the boss."
Han Chengxu had turned around, picked up an official document, and handed it to Jiang Chun.
"A direct bachelor of Baozhang Pavilion, Taichang Shaoqing, serving as the imperial censor in the palace, and also serving as minister... Attendant to the officials' families, preparing advisors to respond, participating in political affairs, and serving as deacons in the palace."
Jiang Chun trembled and did not dare to blame Han Chengxu for taking out these papers at this time.
He just felt that the official career before him suddenly became clear.
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That night, when he stayed at the official post in Hanzhong City, Jiang Chun still hadn't come back to his senses.
Mou Zhu brought him water and asked him to wash his feet. He sat aside and chattered non-stop.
After a while, Jiang Chun asked: "What did you just say?"
"Your daughter wants to stay in Li Jieshuai's shogunate to work. That girl Qiao'er happily agreed and said she was going to talk to Han Qi'an. Mrs. Li also wanted to keep Di'er... I'm going to
Call Di'er in and give her a beating?"
"A beating?"
"Officer! Are you listening to what I am saying?!"
Jiang Chun was stunned and murmured: "I'm going back to the court soon, so it's okay to let her stay with her adoptive father..."
"Which adoptive father?"
"Since Qiao'er is my adopted daughter and Di'er, Cang'er should also be Yi Ning's adopted daughter and son."
"My lord, are you crazy? We are going back to court without our daughter. How can it be unbecoming for a little daughter to be alone outside..."
"You don't understand." Jiang Chun emphasized his tone and said: "I can only go back to the imperial court for a year at most. When I return to Guanzhong, I want to be appointed as the governor of Chang'an. What's the point of my daughter's family traveling with me? Why don't they stay here?
At my adoptive father's house...I'm just saying, how can you leave such important things to me..."
"What are the officers saying?"
"My wife, you are going to have a successful career..."
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The next day, Li Zhaocheng was preparing to leave for Chang'an.
He brought a lot of people and supplies on this trip, and the queue was a full mile long.
But after all, he was too young to do anything, and most of these were arranged by Hao Xiuyang.
Moreover, Li Zhaocheng was newly married and was unaware of many things that had happened in Hanzhong City recently. He took Mr. Shi on the carriage and arrived outside the city. He looked around and found that many people in the team did not recognize him.
For example, there were actually many Miao soldiers among them, and it was unknown when they entered the city.
He settled his wife and family and walked towards Hao Xiuyang's carriage. When he opened the curtain, he saw Hao Xiuyang talking to a woman in black. Li Zhaocheng was startled and quickly lowered the curtain.
"Why are you panicking?" Hao Xiuyang said, "How old are the old Taoist priests?"
Only then did Li Zhaocheng lift the curtain again. When he saw Asha, he was a little embarrassed. He quickly bowed and said, "I wonder when Tongsi came?"
Asha ignored him.
Hao Xiuyang stroked his beard and said: "I have been in Hanzhong for more than ten days, what can you know... By the way, do you know what to do during this trip?"
"Mr. Han told me." Li Zhaocheng responded.
He had already thought about Han Chengxu's words, and what he wanted to do next was still "repair internally and resist externally", but the external confrontation was changed to competing for profits with the Song Dynasty.
What he has to do is to help Li Xia fight for power in Guanlong. The marriage is to win over the forces of Guanlong, which is one; and then he will go to Longxi with his father, which is to stabilize Longxi. The other is to bring some words.
To Li Xia.
Seeing that Li Zhaocheng understood, Hao Xiuyang nodded and said, "Let's set off."
The carriage started slowly.
The route they planned to take was Chencang Road, which was the longest but the smoothest.
"I'm old, I'm old, I really want to live forever."
Hao Xiuyang leaned in the carriage and said to Asha: "Do you know why the old man came here?"
Asha shook her head and said she didn't want to know.
"Old Taoist, I want to take a trip to Mount Zhongnan to convince the Quanzhen disciples and find a few more disciples around me."
It's not that he doesn't have disciples. Over the past few years, he has accepted many disciples, but none of them are satisfied with their talents.
Asha was not interested in any of this and just listened to the old Taoist priest talking about it.
"Also, the Chencang Road goes to Chang'an. It's far away. The old Taoist has to make more gunpowder to supply the commander to build the Tangluo Road, Ziwu Road, and so on..."
Hao Xiuyang talked for a long time and realized that the people riding with him were not listening at all, so he started talking about things related to her.
"You said that the commander-in-chief is Pluto, what do you say about this? The people in southern Xinjiang believe this. The old people understand those mountain people. But you are afraid that you don't understand the commander-in-chief's capabilities."
Ashayu finally turned around.
Hao Xiuyang said: "Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty, his father was Taigong, and his mother was Liu Lao. Liu Lao once rested on the embankment of Daze and met the gods in her dream. At that time, thunder and lightning were dim, Taigong looked over, and saw a dragon lying on Liu Lao.
And she became pregnant and gave birth to Gaozu."
Asha felt increasingly confused.
"Don't worry, just listen to the old man and tell me in detail." Hao Xiuyang added: "Emperor Wu, the great ancestor of the Liu Song Dynasty, was born at night, and there was a difference in divine light. It was evening, and the dew fell on the tomb tree; Emperor Wen, the great ancestor of the Sui Dynasty, was born purple The palace is full of energy, with a long dragon's chin, five pillars on the forehead, looking outwards, and a pattern on the hand with the word "王"; Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, when he was born, there were two dragons playing outside the palace gate, and he left in three days ...These are all visions that have been seen for hundreds of years.
The same is true for a handsome man who attracts souls from heaven. It's ridiculous that you are a Miao woman from southern Xinjiang. You don't know the appearance of dragons and phoenixes, the appearance of the sun and the moon. A noble son from heaven is named after the gods and ghosts of the mountains. The so-called Pluto is not the underworld of the "Hades". It is the Ming of 'Qing Ming', 'according to Qing Ming, he looks up at the rainbow, and then suddenly appears in the sky', do you understand? He is the son descended from heaven."
Ashayu finally spoke and asked: "What does the old Taoist want to say?"
Hao Xiuyang closed his eyes and didn't answer, tapping his fingers lightly on the wall of the compartment, thinking deeply.
He had been in the southwest for a long time and understood the Southern barbarian beliefs, including channeling spirits and worshiping mountain ghosts. This was useful when conquering southern Xinjiang, but it is of little use now.
He is getting old. Before his death, he wants to use Li Xia's power and ambition to build a magnificent mythological system that will include Taoism in the north and south, Buddhism in the Western Regions, gods and ghosts in the south, and the Immortality Heaven believed by the Mongolians. Go in.
"Asha, you have to help the old Taoist, who is also helping you Pluto... No, not Pluto, but the son of Qing Mingtian..."
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"Qing Mingtian?"
More than twenty days later, Chang'an government office.
Li Xia asked back, obviously not very interested.
He knew that superstition was very useful to people of this era, but it had always been difficult to replace it.
In other words, no matter how much he imagined, he underestimated how much influence superstition has on people in the world.
Today, Mongolian shamans, southern Xinjiang Tongsi, and Tubo monks are existences that are more sacred than imperial power.
In this mood, Li Xia disagreed, but could not say anything against it. In his lifetime, could he make Mongolia and Tibet no longer superstitious?
"I know, you just have to figure it out."
He started with these words and added another sentence at the end.
"Master Hao, just don't delay the craftsmanship."
Hao Xiuyang was a little disappointed and said: "The commander has tens of thousands of Mongolian prisoners, right? How about letting the old Taoist make them sincerely believe in the commander? The old Taoist has recently studied the rise of Temujin, and his relationship with the shaman leader Tebuteng Gri', that is, the 'Tongtian Shaman' has a significant relationship, and the title of Genghis Khan was also proposed by Shamanism..."
Li Xia smiled, raised his hand, and interrupted Hao Xiuyang's words.
"I know, Daozhang Hao is just going to do it. I just want the results, and I want a Mongolian cavalry among the prisoners who believe in me. How long will it take to get the results?"
Hao Xiuyang stroked his beard and said: "To accomplish this, the old Taoist must go to Zhongnan Mountain."
"Okay." Li Xia said simply, "I will send Liu Jinsuo to lead the troops and follow the Taoist leader."
Hao Xiuyang couldn't help but smile. Although he was a little disappointed with Li Xia's indifferent attitude, he had gotten what he wanted.
For him, this matter is already very promising.
"Thank you, Marshal. This is also to recruit more disciples and promote the craftsmanship that Marshal wants."
"Taoist Master, just keep your balance. You know what I want more."
Li Xia had put on a somewhat majestic posture and said again: "Your Taoist sect can make gunpowder, study medical skills, develop crafts, and stabilize the world. This is good, but don't imitate the Quanzhen Sect. Going too far will be worse."
He had rarely been so harsh to Hao Xiuyang...
Looking at the past, the Central Plains and Jiangnan were actually better off, and the people in the world were more enlightened. But it was different outside the Great Wall. Even Genghis Khan had to use Shamanism and Quanzhen Sect, and Meng Ge and Kublai Khan used the Sakya Sect to make Tubo conquer.
Incorporated into Mongolian territory.
Li Xia also had to do this, and he did not want to lose these places in the future. But divine power was a shackle that he wanted to break, and he had to rely on hundreds of years of education... In short, it was with exploitation and suppression from the beginning
Regarding your attitude, you must say ugly things first.
Hao Xiuyang felt a chill in his heart and responded: "I understand."
"Taoist Master, you have worked hard all the way, please go and rest first."
Li Xia watched Hao Xiuyang farewell, closed his eyes and thought for a while.
Although this matter was not of interest to him, it was of great concern, involving the mentality of almost all Mongol captives after they surrendered in the future, as well as the public opinion in the areas under his rule, and even further into the future.
But it was just left to Hao Xiuyang and Asha Yu, and he didn't need to do it himself.
Hao Xiuyang did want to assist him, but he also had the ambition to revitalize the Taoist sect. On the contrary, Asha was more pure...
After Li Xia thought about it, he opened his eyes and continued to work on his strategy for the next stage.
He picked up his pen and wrote down the sentence "digest the Mongolian prisoners" after each line of plans.
His strategies and internal cultivation are always the same.
As for external aggression, if we say that before, we took advantage of Kublai Khan when he was surrounded by enemies on all sides, and "seized" it from his hands. Next, we have to defend. We must hold on to the current achievements from the hands of the central government, so that we can cultivate internally with peace of mind until Kublai Khan returns.
Looking back...
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At the same time, Xi Mu Tu Nao'er.
On the vast grassland, 100,000 cavalry troops have lined up to confront the 150,000-strong army, forming a magnificent scene.
In front of the formations of both sides, each held high a nine-pin white banner that symbolized the Great Khan of Mongolia. The shamans were already offering sacrifices to heaven, preaching that their respective Great Khans were ordered by the Immortal Heaven.
This will be the real decisive battle between Kublai Khan and Ali Buge...