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In the evening, Jiang Fan walked into the meeting room and saw Li Xia and Han Qian.
"'If you can practice the Chinese way, you will be the master of China' can be said to be the root reason why Kublai Khan was able to win the support of the Central Plains. This is the orthodoxy, and Hao Jing gave Kublai Khan the orthodoxy."
"According to intelligence from the north, the last time there was news about Hao Jing was three years ago. Kublai Khan ordered him to be his envoy to Lin'an for peace talks. After that, there was no movement... Jiang Fan is here."
"I've met the king, I've met Xianggong Han, I wish you a happy new year."
"Fat?"
"Yes, but don't worry, Your Majesty, I am still very flexible."
"Send someone to Lin'an to check where Hao Jing is now," Li Xia ordered.
Since Kublai Khan had an orthodoxy to rule the Central Plains, he also needed an orthodoxy to prepare to regain the Central Plains and include Mongolia...if he could win.
At the same time, after winning the battle, you must avoid being unable to argue with the opponent.
The simplest way is to detain the opponent who is best at arguing this matter, especially since the opponent is still in the Song Dynasty, doing so will not have much negative impact.
Jiang Fan accepted and left to talk about the Public Opinion Department's many arrangements for this year.
After Jiang Fan retreated, Li Xia ordered some great scholars to come to discuss matters tomorrow, hoping to slowly come up with a concept about the country and nation that is both advanced and suitable for the current world.
The whole day passed like this. I drafted this year's government affairs outline with Han Qi'an and met with several chief officials of the government offices. Li Xia was indeed handling these internal affairs very seriously.
Afterwards, Han Qi'an also left, and Li Xia turned back to the hall to see if there was any new information from the Military Intelligence Department.
No.
Being five thousand miles apart, of course information would not be available so quickly.
…
The days are peaceful and peaceful.
Li Xia is like this every day, dealing with a lot of government affairs, discussing matters, burying his head in paperwork, water conservancy, farmland, city construction... He still does his best in everything.
At night, I spend time with my wife and children, talking and laughing, and having a happy reunion.
After eight years of hard work, he managed almost everything well, because his character is to pursue perfection.
Every morning, the sword is waved again, but it has not been stained with blood for a long time.
The armor hanging in the back hall will be polished every ten days.
Li Xia is patiently building up strength.
He knew that he couldn't relax or be upset when he was in such a stable situation. In fact, the time for saving now was very short and very precious.
But vaguely, there is a feeling that something is missing, like there is nowhere to vent my strength.
It's like he's afraid that this kind of stability will wear away his passion little by little...
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"Li Xia...Li Xia..."
Sweat dripped from Li Xia's face, pooled on his chin, and fell on Yan Rong's face as he swayed, like rain.
Finally, Yan Rong used his last strength to hold him down.
"..."
With a long sigh, she held Li Xia's face, closed her eyes, and murmured: "I want to give you a child..."
With a pair of slender jade-like legs stretched high, she looked content and happy.
"I'm counting on my days, and I'll definitely be able to do it today..."
"Didn't you not want it before?"
Yan Rong shrank into his arms, closed his eyes lazily, and said, "Aren't you afraid that being pregnant for a year will delay our fun?"
"What now?"
"Now I want to give birth to you." Yan Rong's voice was very soft and soft, "I want a child to prove that our efforts day and night have not been in vain..."
Li Xia smiled and looked at the graceful arc outlined by her raised leg, but said nothing.
Yan Rong rested for a while, regained his composure, and hugged his head like a baby, saying, "What's wrong? Are you worried?"
"No."
"Let me guess... you have no rivals. I am the only one who can contradict you. But I also want to have children, so I won't contradict you, right?"
Yan Rong came closer and whispered: "I know you... you want more, just like you took away me back then, take away more things."
She was probably talking nonsense and said whatever came to her mind. She put one hand on Li Xia's chest and murmured: "You smell like a strong beast that wants to eat meat today. Eat it."
This piece of meat is not enough, I want more..."
Li Xia caressed Yan Rong's waist and suddenly understood the feeling that had been missing recently.
"In the past, we used to fight and fight every year, but now it has suddenly slowed down, even though I know it is necessary to slow down..."
Halfway through, Li Xia looked back and saw that Yan Rong had fallen asleep.
She was the most powerful person around him, but she also looked gentle and caring when she was sleeping.
Li Xia then let Yan Rong rest on his pillow and looked up at the curtain, as if he was in a state... where he couldn't sleep but could only lie down and wait.
~~
Li Xia felt in her heart that she was indeed like a trapped animal.
He was like a wolf who had been biting hard with a tiger and fell to the ground exhausted. At this moment, the tiger was about to pounce on him, but turned around and walked away.
The tiger is going to fight the leopard.
So the wolf drank water to replenish his strength. He knew that when the tiger or leopard killed the other party, the remaining one would definitely come back.
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Drinking water and rest are of course necessary, but it is uneasy.
Because I didn’t see how the tiger and leopard were fighting in the deep woods, and they were hungry and had no meat to eat...
In the early morning of the next day, Li Xia returned to the office, but he still hadn't received the information from the Military Intelligence Department, and he was already a little frantic.
He took a few steps, opened the map again, and pointed his finger westward along the Hexi Corridor.
"Far? Too close, too close. We can't sit and wait for their results, we can't just wait."
It was like the wolf staring deep into the woods, baring its teeth and leaning over slightly to dig at the ground.
It felt inexplicably restless and couldn't help but stretch its neck to sniff the depths of the woods.
Li Xia suddenly thought of something, and vaguely captured what he had to do to get rid of that beast-like uneasy premonition.
He suddenly became energetic, sat down, spread out the paper and ink, and picked up the pen to write.
The tip of the pen touched the paper, and when the pen started to turn, what was written was Uighur script.
Halfway through writing, Li Xia suddenly stopped writing, tore up the half of the Uighur essay, and started writing again.
This time, he wrote in Chinese characters.
…
The next day, Li Xia transferred a hundred elite men from the Guanzhong garrison to form his guard, which was called the Selected Front Battalion in the army.
Since Li Xia went to the battlefield, there has been no special guard camp set up. They are all temporarily selected during the war. With his force, the guards rarely have the opportunity to perform.
This time there is something different. After handling government affairs, he will personally train the forward selection camp.
It seemed that he was trying to get back to the feeling he had when he was training soldiers in Qingfu County.
Now that he is the King of Qin, the territory under his rule spans four thousand miles, and he has nearly 200,000 soldiers. It seems a bit unprofessional to personally train a hundred people.
Fortunately, Li Xia did not delay his official duties, and his subordinates did not say anything. They just regarded it as Li Xia's personal pastime.
The Frontier Camp is stationed in the western suburbs of Chang'an City, which seems a bit mysterious.
A few days after the establishment of the Frontier Selection Battalion, Hu Legen was also transferred back to Chang'an and led a group of Mongolian cavalry into the location of the Frontier Selection Battalion.
"Four thousand miles of mountains and rivers, reaching Yumen in the west and Kuimen in the east, guarding Guanzhong in the north and Dali in the south. The so-called 200,000 troops are divided into four directions to guard the territory. If you want to mobilize, first ask two words, it is 'food and grass'. Hu
Legen, you first teach them how the Mongols march..."