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Chapter 323 No cure

Jin Feng was eating. Hearing this, his hands shook slightly, but he quickly returned to normal and asked in a nonchalant manner: "What's wrong?"

As he spoke, he pulled a plate of his favorite dish in front of him.

"Someone rebelled!"

As soon as Qing Mulan finished speaking, there was a sound of coughing on the table.

Except for Xiao'e, who was still ignorant, and Jin Feng, who had already made some guesses, everyone else was choked.

"where?"

Jin Feng was secretly glad that he had the foresight to cover the plate with his sleeves, otherwise he would not be able to eat the meal.

"Jinju!"

Qing Mulan quickly recounted the news she had received.

In the past, when the imperial court increased taxes, the people would also make trouble, but usually the trouble would be over for a while. The emperor and the ministers in the court were already used to it.

They originally thought that this time would be the same and it would pass soon, but they were wrong. News from various places showed that the people's resistance was extremely fierce.

Memorials from state pastors and county guards in various places stated that local people continued to flee as refugees. The number of people and the scope were unprecedented since the founding of Dakang, and the trend was to continue to grow.

A few days later, Emperor Chen Ji received the first memorial about rebellion since he ascended the throne. When the exiled people in Jinzhou were surrounded and suppressed by the government soldiers, they rebelled and received a response from many people.

In just a few days, the rebellious people quickly expanded several times, occupied two county towns one after another, and even surrounded the county town where they were located.

Zhou Mu was frightened by the scale and development momentum of the rebels, and immediately sent a red feather envoy to Bianjing for help.

"Then what?" Jin Feng asked: "What is the court going to do?"

"What else can we do? Send troops to suppress it."

Qing Mulan said: "And I received news that someone in the court suggested that Qinghuai's brother's Tielin army be sent to suppress it."

"What?!"

Jin Feng almost choked at this time: "The Tielin Army was transferred to suppress the rebellion, and a dandy general like Zhang Qiwei was allowed to guard Qingshui Valley?"

Qingshui Valley, where is Weizhou City?

That’s the north gate of Dakang!

He had known for a long time that the fighting in the Dakang court was serious, but he didn't expect it to be so serious!

These court ministers actually didn't even care about the gate because of the fight?

"Sir, you are right, it is the Zhang family who made the proposal."

Qing Mulan smiled bitterly and said: "Perhaps they think that with the catapult and heavy crossbow, they can block Qingshui Valley as easily as sir."

"If it were that simple, Ansu Army and Yongan Army wouldn't have been beaten so badly!"

Jin Feng's face changed with anger: "Is the Zhang family retaliating against Qinghou for breaking Zhang Qiwei's leg?"

After all, he had fought hard in Qingshui Valley, and he still had feelings for Qingshui Valley and Weizhou City.

Not everyone who has access to advanced weapons can win a war. What ultimately determines the outcome of a war is not the weapon, but the person who uses the weapon.

When the Tielin Army was surrounded before, General Fan, the commander of the Zhenxi Army, sent the Ansu Army and the Yongan Army to rescue them. At that time, both armies had learned the Macedonian phalanx, and their numbers were larger than that of the Dangxiang people, but what was the use?

As soon as they reached the halfway point, they were killed by party cavalry and abandoned their armor. Most of them were killed or injured!

"Sir, don't be angry. It's just a suggestion from the Zhang family. His Majesty is still considering it and has not agreed."

Qing Mulan said.

"Oh my god, do you still have to think about this kind of thing?"

Jin Feng covered his cheek and felt a bit of toothache: "Isn't he afraid that Qingshui Valley will be taken over by party members?"

Just now he almost shouted out a stupid sentence.

"Perhaps Your Majesty and the adults think that Qingshui Valley has been occupied by party members many times, and it doesn't matter if they occupy it again."

Qing Mulan said helplessly: "Brother Qinghuai has made great achievements in the border area. This time, my uncle used Zhou Wenyuan to get a lot of benefits from the Zhou family in the court. So now everyone in the court is saying that our Qing family is too ambitious."

The court and the military should control it.

Your Majesty has always admired the art of balance, so after hearing such rumors too many times, he naturally wants to control our Qing family."

"Can it be the same now as before?"

Jin Feng patted the table and said: "In the past, the party members could attack Qingshui Valley at any time, so they didn't care and were too lazy to spend military rations and send people to guard it.

But last time the Dangxiang people suffered a big loss in Qingshui Valley, I dare to say this. If the Dangxiang people take Qingshui Valley again this time, they will never give up. They will definitely send heavy troops to guard it. When the time comes, the Tielin Army tries to stop it again.

It’s hard for party members!

And if the party members are allowed to invade, they will never plunder any more money, and the Han slaves will retreat, and they will most likely go straight into the Central Plains!

By the way, what’s your uncle’s attitude?”

Since ancient times, most emperors have been playing the game of balance. If any minister has the tendency to dominate the family, he should be weakened, and then find an opponent for him to prevent the minister from becoming dominant.

In peacetime, it is indeed necessary to do this. After all, there have been many generals in history who supported their own troops and rebelled.

But now that the country is facing a crisis, and the emperor still wants to play the art of balancing, Jin Feng is speechless and can only pin his hopes on Duke Qing.

With the power of Duke Qing, if he strongly opposes it, things will turn around a lot.

"Uncle didn't express his position."

Qing Mulan replied with some guilt.

When Jin Feng heard this, he covered his forehead in disappointment and didn't want to speak anymore.

Duke Qingguo did not express his position, but in fact he already made his attitude clear.

"Sir, the public's support for the Tielin Army is too loud now. My uncle is also worried that Your Majesty will be suspicious of brother Qinghuai, so he doesn't object to letting him go to suppress the rebellion and kill the reputation of the Tielin Army."

Qing Mulan explained.

"Stop talking, I understand."

Jin Feng waved his hand feebly.

He is not a fool and naturally knows what Duke Qing Guo plans.

From the perspective of a father and a minister, Duke Qing Guo did nothing wrong. In history, there are many generals who were killed by the emperor because of their great achievements.

Jin Feng doesn't want Qinghuai to be one of them.

But he did not want the iron hooves of foreigners to trample on the Central Plains and slaughter his compatriots.

“Is Dakang really hopeless?”

Jin Feng sighed in his heart.

The emperor is incompetent, and the ministers all have their own agendas.

This made Jin Feng feel a deep sense of powerlessness.

The thought of rebellion even crossed my mind.

But it was quickly suppressed.

Because he knew that he was good at tinkering with machinery, but he was not suitable for government affairs.

The current situation in Xihewan gave him a headache, and he wished he could leave it all to the village chief, let alone let him manage a country.

There is no such talent among the people he trusts.

The consequences of the rebellion are likely to turn the world into chaos and end up with no end in sight.

Instead of doing this, it is better to be a spectator in this small mountain village and live the small life that I dreamed of in my previous life.

Jin Feng has made it clear that he doesn't want to talk anymore. If it were normal, Qing Mulan would never continue to pester him.

But this time, Qing Mulan did not leave, but continued: "Sir, I have something to discuss with you."

"What's up?"

Jin Feng raised his head and asked.

"I would like to ask sir to help my brother..."


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