A group of carriages entered the city through Yongning Gate and stopped in front of the government office.
Han Qi'an lifted the curtain and took a look outside. Without waiting for anyone to bring an umbrella, he raised his hands to cover his head and ran inside, ignoring the shouts behind him.
"Zhonglang."
"Zhonglang, please slow down..."
Han Qi'an was not a big official. He was appointed as a lieutenant. He was an official of the palace and managed various affairs of the palace.
He ran to the corridor, and the officials in the Chang'an government office were shocked when they saw him, and they saluted repeatedly.
"No need to be polite, just lead me to see the prince."
The Chang'an government office is divided into five halls from south to north, and each hall has several government offices with distinct levels.
In the front is a screen wall, with a gate on each side. In the east is "The Whole Program and Orders" and in the west is "Inspecting Officials and Animating the People".
At the end of the passage is the Yimen, with offices on both sides, where officials work. Further ahead is the lobby, with four official halls in the east and four halberd rooms in the west.
The name of the lobby is "Qinshi Hall", and the couplet outside the door reads "Punishments and rewards are only to improve the people's aspirations, and diligence is the motto to encourage officials."
The second hall to the north is where guests are received and discussed. Han Qi'an hurried forward and met Yang Ben, Song He, Hu Legen, Li Zeyi and others coming out.
Yang Ben was walking at the front, with a serious look on his face and his eyes looking straight ahead, as if he was the only one who could do anything else.
Song He was patting Li Zeyi on the shoulder, as if encouraging something, while Hu Legen was leaning next to them, raising his head and interjecting with a smile on his face.
Han Qi'an first thought to himself that these cavalry generals were so idle that they did not go to guard the place. After thinking about it, he realized that there must be another war if they gathered in the Chang'an Mansion.
It's really an endless battle, which makes people exhausted.
When we arrived at the meeting hall, we saw a general coming out of the hall from a distance. His name was Xiao Quan. He had been captured once with Liu Yuanli in a sneak attack on Guanzhong, and later surrendered with the Liu family.
In fact, these old members of the Liu family are the majority of the cavalry generals under Li Xia today.
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Li Xia saw Xiao Quan and was changing dressing for the wound on his arm.
The wound had not yet scabbed over, and it was obvious that it had been stabbed by a barbed arrow. After it was dug out, the flesh was still open.
"Alang is injured again?" Han Qi'an rushed into the hall and took a look, with a look of concern on his face.
"The skin injury is not a problem." Li Xia stood up and handed a handkerchief to Han Qi'an, asking him to wipe the rain off his head, and said, "On the contrary, Yue Weng is not in good health and shouldn't be exposed to the rain."
Han Qi'an didn't dare to assume the identity of the Yue Weng, so he bowed slightly and talked about various official affairs in Hanzhong.
This year's autumn harvest has passed, and the food money accumulated in the three years of Xianding has basically been spent on the war. Fortunately, there are trade exchanges on the Southern Silk Road, and there is a little surplus;
All kinds of bond sales went smoothly, and the Pingling Palace has gained the basic trust of the people in Sichuan and Shaanxi. On the south side of the Yangtze River, gold and silver bonds have depreciated even more than before in Huizi, so the bond sales in Sichuan and Shaanxi gradually spread in Jiangling and Xiangyang.
Commonly used in private places;
The planting of cotton has achieved some success, and the palace has implemented a policy of allowing one acre of cotton to be planted in every ten acres of Shu land, and the cotton cloth can be deducted from taxes...
"Speaking of this, can we temporarily produce 20,000 cotton-padded clothes?" Li Xia suddenly interrupted Han Qi'an's narrative.
"Could it be that we are going to send troops to the north this winter?" Han Qi'an asked in surprise.
"Northwest to be precise."
Li Xia didn't hide anything from Han Qi'an, and immediately expressed his intention to occupy the Hexi Corridor and then plot the Hetao.
After hearing the last part, Han Qi'an twisted his beard and pondered, and said slowly: "I'm afraid you won't be able to eat, right?"
"First capture Liangzhou, and then let Li Zengbo station troops in the four counties of Hexi. The defensive pressure in Longxi will be much lighter."
"What if the war in Yan'an, Tongguan, and along the Yellow River changes this winter?"
"That's why we should fight out and take the initiative first. Can we still hope that if I don't hit him, he won't hit me?"
"It's too expensive to fight in succession like this."
"The consumption of money and food should be calculated." Li Xia said: "But it should not be calculated too clearly. If you calculate it too clearly, it will make it easier to do confused things."
As he spoke, he casually threw aside the records about the war between Song Dynasty and Xixia that he had looked for today.
The scholar-bureaucrats of the Song Dynasty had always calculated clearly that when the soldiers fought to the death and defeated foreign invaders time and time again, they calculated that it was more cost-effective to kill good generals in exchange for peace.
As soon as Huizong ascended the throne, the old party exiled Wang Zhan, who had recovered the Hehuang area, and forced him to die, and ceded the six northwest villages that the soldiers had conquered with blood.
Of course they have reasons.
It's also very detailed and well-organized.
But Li Xia was too lazy to analyze.
"No matter how much food is spent this time, no matter whether it is cost-effective or not, it will lead to bankruptcy. Just buy one to cheer people up, vent the anger of the Song Dynasty soldiers, and cheer up the men of the Han family."
It was time for Han Qi'an to remind him. Seeing that Li Xia had made up his mind, he didn't try to persuade him. He first agreed to dispatch a quantity of money and food, and then asked when Li Xia would return to Hanzhong.
Li Xia shook his head and said: "Li Zengbo wants to lead 20,000 horses to march west, but he is afraid that he can't do it. I just met Xiao Quan. It is difficult for Li Zengbo to command an old general of the Liu family like him. I went to Liangzhou
Come and sit down for him."
"Too."
Han Qi'an understood Li Xia's concerns. Going deep alone with little or no food and grass required high prestige in the army. Although Li Zengbo was old, he had only been in Longxi for a year, so he would definitely not be able to do it.
The old man is impassioned and has strategic vision, but with Li Xia's attitude towards doing things, it is impossible to let him take risks.
Understandably, Han Qi'an also sighed and said: "Alang has been away from home for more than half a year, why not move the administrative office to Chang'an?"
"I've thought about it, but it won't be too late to move when the people of Sichuan and Sichuan are convinced."
"..."
After talking about business matters, Han Qi'an talked about personal matters.
He brought a large stack of letters from home to Li Xia.
Because it was most convenient for Han Qiaoer to deliver letters, she wrote many letters.
Li Xia also missed home, and gradually understood the emotion behind "The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold."
When Li Xia read these letters, Han Qian thought for a while and asked: "I heard that Zhang Liulang defeated Xia Gui and returned to Bozhou?"
"Well, the situation in Henan is a pity."
"The Zhang family is indeed powerful... By the way, congratulations to Alang for the birth of a son." Han Qi'an said: "I heard from Qiao'er that Alang originally hoped to have a daughter this time, so that he could have both children. Princess Side is another one.
I gave birth to a son..."
"I know what Yue Weng wants to say, don't worry. Not to mention the vastness of the world, just the current territory of Mongolia. It is difficult to consolidate the feudal governance for three or five generations. There is nothing to fight for." Li Xia said casually, his eyes
Without raising his eyebrows, he added, "I know it well."
On the seventh day of July, Zhang Wenjing gave birth to a baby, a boy.
Li Xia originally wanted to return to Hanzhong as soon as the Battle of Longxi was over, but he planned to attack Liangzhou again, so he was inevitably worried.
As for what impact this newly born second son will have on the Zhang family?
There may be some influence, but the key lies in who has the initiative.
Li Xia opened Zhang Wenjing's letter and saw that it first mentioned a lot of small things, and then mixed in the small things to express various thoughts. Finally, she asked him if he had told Zhang Rou about the child, and attached a letter,
If he agrees, he will send it directly to the north.
After all, they are a serious couple, and they have to let their grandfather know about the birth of a child...
Li Xia couldn't help but smile. Instead of opening Zhang Wenjing's letter to Zhang Rou, he wrote another handwritten letter and sent it to Baozhou together.
Yanjing.
Zhang Rou slowly opened a box and saw that it was full of books.
He slowly took out the top book, stroked the cover, and handed it to Wang E.
Wang E was once the number one scholar in the Jin Kingdom, and most of Kublai Khan's edicts are now written by him.
At this time, Wang E took the book handed by Zhang Rou with both hands, opened it, looked at it, and said: "Mr. Zhang has made great contributions to future generations."
This is the "Jin Shi Lu", which has extraordinary significance for northerners like them...
Is the history of the Jin Kingdom important?
Leaving aside the Jurchens, the tens of millions of people who have lived in the Central Plains for more than a hundred years cannot lose their history, otherwise they will be truly completely destroyed.
Not long ago, Wang E advised Kublai Khan: "Since ancient times, there have been countries that can be destroyed, but there is no history of destruction. Based on the history of previous dynasties, it will be up to those who prosper and repair, right and wrong, and it will be open to future generations."
Kublai Khan agreed.
This means that Mongolia wants to revise the history of the previous dynasty, and it also means that it maintains orthodoxy.
Mongolia will never completely wipe out a civilization like it did when it destroyed Xixia.
"What a blessing for millions of living beings." Wang E sighed with emotion.
"I have presented the "Jin Shilu" so that the imperial court can compile the history of the previous dynasty. My last wish is fulfilled." Zhang Judao said, "I can become an official."
Wang E was quite surprised and exclaimed: "Is Mr. Zhang going to be an official now?"
"That's right." Zhang Judao: "I would like to ask His Majesty Yun Liulang to take over the post."
He meant to ask Wang E to help him speak.
It happened to be Zhang Honglue's opportunity to defeat Xia Gui and regain Bozhou.
Wang E was a little confused and asked: "But according to your Majesty's wishes, you may pay more attention to Jiulang, right?"
Zhang Rou was determined. She waved her hand and said no more. She sent Wang E to the gate of the courtyard and said, "Master Zhuang Yuan, go slowly."
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Looking at Wang E's leaving figure, Zhang Rou sighed unconsciously and thought of many past events.
Thirty years ago, he followed Tuo Lei to attack Bianjing and declared in public, "I have killed many people since I started using my army. How can there be no unjust deaths? From now on, anyone who is not fighting against me will swear not to kill!"
As a result, the Jin emperor fled to Runan, and the Jin army fought to the death in the city. According to the practice of the Mongolian army, anyone who refused to surrender would be massacred once the city was breached. The words "Unless you fight the enemy, you swear not to kill" are still in my ears, and Zhang Rou has given the order
Slaughtered Runan City.
At that time, each soldier led more than ten prisoners and killed them, but he only saved a scholar like Wang E among them.
Now that he is old, he has been thinking about these things recently. The situation after Runan was massacred came to mind, which made him feel inexplicably palpitated. He was worried that he would be punished and bring disaster to his descendants...
"Commander? Marshal?"
When Zhang Rou came back to her senses, she saw that a messenger had arrived in front of her.
"Commander, urgent message from Bozhou."
Zhang Rou looked around, quickly grabbed the three letters and hurried back to the study.
Although two of the letters were unsigned, he knew who wrote them.
He threw Zhang Honglue's letter aside and picked up Zhang Wenjing's letter first. Then he thought about it and read Li Xia's letter first.
"A'shu is dead?"
Halfway through, Zhang Rou's expression finally changed, but she still said something harsh to herself.
"You little bastard, Li Fen is almost dead. You have lost a strong supporter. What else can you do in the future?"
If Bozhou was still in the hands of the Zhang family when Li Fenggang started the rebellion, Li Xia could defeat Shi Tianze, capture Luoyang and Kaifeng, and the situation might not be able to influence his decision.
It is obviously too late now, Henan has been stabilized by Kublai Khan.
Looking back, Zhang Rou looked helpless again when she learned that her daughter had given birth...
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I wrote later today than yesterday... There are still two alliance leaders who have not updated. I will try to find a way to write faster tomorrow.