Tan Ji was in his check-in room and could hear clearly what was going on outside.
A clerk came in and said, "General, that man slapped General Jiao."
"This is a fight on behalf of the Duke of Qin. What can I do?"
Zhang Ba said that the matter had been reported to Beijiang, and Yang Xuan immediately replied, asking him to come and seek justice.
If it were yesterday, Tan Ji could still have stopped him, but today the news of victory in Northern Xinjiang has shaken Chang'an.
At this juncture, it would be unwise to compete with Northern Xinjiang.
No, it's stupid!
You are not a big boss, and you have no major interest disputes with Beijiang or Yang Xuan. At this time, you should stand far away to avoid being affected when Yang Xuan and the Chang'an bosses fight.
Tan Ji knew all these things, so when someone came to ask for instructions on whether to release Jiang Xing, he said calmly: "Let him go naturally."
Jiang Xing was dragged out and looked extremely weak.
Zhang Ba stepped forward and stretched out his hand to pull open the lapel of his clothes.
The whip marks were densely covered with bruises and bruises, and there were many ulcers.
Zhang Ba covered his clothes and said, "The Duke has said that this matter is not over yet!"
He turned back to look at Jiao Lin, smiled and said, "General Jiao, thank you very much."
For some reason, Jiao Lin felt a chill running down his spine.
He said vaguely, "I'm just doing business..."
Zhang Ba didn't say any harsh words and helped Jiang Xing out.
"It's okay!" Jiao Lin's confidants breathed a sigh of relief, "At least there are no future troubles."
A slap in the face, in exchange for peace, is worth it!
An old official was watching the fun under the eaves and sighed when he saw it.
The young official next to me asked, "Isn't it appropriate?"
The old official shook his head, "Of course it's inappropriate!"
"What's wrong?"
The junior official asked, but the old official refused to answer. It was not until the junior official said that he would buy lunch that the old official turned around.
A pair of eyes that looked a little cloudy now had a hint of vicissitudes of life.
"The people in the guild hall didn't make any threats!"
"Isn't it good not to threaten?"
"If the club doesn't care about it in the future, it will definitely take advantage verbally... Think about it, if you suffer a loss and don't want to care about it, will you endure it?"
"Of course I have to scold and yell at you!"
The clerk somewhat understood.
"Remember, if a dog bites, it won't bark!"
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A person has worked diligently for many years, and suddenly one day completely abandons his work. He will be relaxed at first, but after a few days, he will feel uncomfortable.
It seems as if something important is missing in life.
That's what Luo Cai is.
He has been in charge of the Ministry of Civil Affairs for many years and has countless things to do every day.
Once I became an official, I felt extremely uncomfortable at home.
He said he was teasing his grandson, but his grandson was so naughty that he either soiled his calligraphy and paintings in the room, or pulled down his inkstone and broke it.
"I have a headache!"
Luo Cai's temples were jumping when he saw that a painting he had just painted yesterday was graffitied by his grandson.
But he told his son, isn’t it just to take care of a child?
I am happy!
hehe!
The son looked hesitant at the time, but now that I think about it, he was not worried about his body, but worried about his heart.
call!
The inkstone that had just been replaced was pulled down by the grandson, and then the little kid climbed onto the table, stood up tremblingly, and shouted: "Aweng, I am the general!"
I want to give the general a slap in the face!
Luo Cai had a splitting headache and a burning heart.
"Aye!"
The son is here.
When he came in and saw his son struggling on the table, his cheeks twitched, "Someone, take Saburo away!"
"Don't!"
Luo Cai said kindly: "Child! You are noisy. You were the same when you were a child."
"Really?" The son was a little surprised and stunned, and then said, "I just reported a victory outside, saying that the Duke of Qin in Northern Xinjiang led the army to defeat Kunzhou."
"It's indeed a great victory!"
Luo Cai didn't have a map at home, but he had thought about it many times recently and already had an impression of Kunzhou.
"When we get to Kunzhou, we just lifted the big stick up. Okay! Okay!" (This chapter is not finished yet, click on the next page to continue)
His rosy face made his son very happy, "Aye, why don't you go back!"
Luo Cai's joy gradually dissipated, and he said calmly: "Your Majesty must be under control. If I say that I go back now, I will be humiliating myself. If I don't do it right, my reputation will be ruined."
The son sighed.
Luo Cai was a little anxious, "What's going on in this battle... Hurry, prepare your horses."
"Aye, where are you going?"
"I'll go find Huang Chunhui and ask."
"Ayeye, Your Majesty is suspicious of Huang Chunhui..."
The son was startled and smiled bitterly, "Your Majesty is also suspicious of Aye!"
Huang Chunhui is looking at the map.
"Alang, Luo Cai wants to see you."
"Luo Cai?"
Huang Chunhui had interacted with Luo Cai many times, "What is he here for? Please come in."
Luo Cai hurried in and said, "I've met Huang Xianggong."
"You're welcome, Mr. Luo. Come, let me serve you tea."
"I don't want the tea anymore. I just came here to ask what impact this battle will have on the current situation."
Are you actually asking this?
Huang Chunhui has been thinking about it for a long time at home, rehearsing the battle process many times, and is very happy.
When people are sad, they hope for someone to comfort them; when they are happy, they hope for someone to share their joy with them.
"Go to your room!"
The two entered the room.
Huang Chunhui pointed to Kunzhou on the map and said, "Kunzhou, look at it. Longhua Prefecture is under the attack of Kunzhou and Neizhou. Northern Xinjiang can take action whenever it wants. How comfortable is it? Look again. Look at Taizhou.”
"Isn't that the famous Daliao general Lin Jun stationed there?"
"The next step is to capture Longhua Prefecture and turn the army to the right to see..."
Huang Chunhui's finger went from Kunzhou to the right and pointed directly at Taizhou.
"Taizhou, look, the entire northern Liao hinterland will face an attack from northern Xinjiang. Does this situation look familiar?"
Luo Cai thought for a while, "How is it like the situation in northern Xinjiang before?"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Huang Chunhui laughed heartily and said for a long time: "That's exactly it. Others were puzzled by the power of Zitai's attack, thinking that he was going east and west, but they couldn't see the method behind it. Even I thought about it for a long time before figuring it out. come out."
He pointed at the map and said, "He captured Yanbei City in Tanzhou, which was used as a barrier for Chenzhou.
At that time, no one thought that he had no interest in Tanzhou at all.
Then he captured Nangui City, and the outside world thought it was the same as defeating Yanbei City in Tanzhou.
But this is his real purpose...to capture Yanbeicheng, seize the foothold, and lay the foundation step by step. In the final blow, he captures Neizhou. Only then did I realize that his eyes had never been on Tanzhou. There."
"He went to the hinterland of Beiliao. In other words, he wanted to completely suppress Beiliao from the beginning? God!"
Luo Cai covered his forehead, "At that time, he had not yet established himself, and he was thinking of such a grand plan?"
"That's why I'm so proud!"
Huang Chunhui's face glowed red, "How do you think of this northern Xinjiang envoy I'm looking for for the Tang Dynasty?"
Luo Cai was shocked and gave a thumbs up, "What a genius! Mr. Huang's eyes are like lightning."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Huang Chunhui couldn't help laughing proudly.
The old servant outside also smiled. Alang hadn't been so happy for a long time, which was great.
"Look at him, he destroyed the horse thieves during the Taipei period, and destroyed the three major tribes in Chenzhou. At this time, he was laying the foundation. Opening trade routes, promoting agriculture and mulberry trees, and developing pastures...
He has food, craftsmen, and war horses in his hands. If it were anyone else, he would be complacent and live a stable life, but Zitai has lofty aspirations! What he has been focusing on from the beginning is... counterattack!"
Huang Chunhui's eyes were rare and clear.
Luo Cai also completely understood.
"For many years, the Tang Dynasty has been suppressed by the Northern Liao Dynasty, spending a lot of money and food every year just to have the Northern Territory resist the invasion of the Northern Liao Dynasty. The Northern Liao Dynasty just laughed at the Tang Dynasty, and the same goes for the Southern Zhou Dynasty."
Huang Chunhui said, "Over there in the Southern Zhou Dynasty, I still remember... if you have eggs, go and fight the Northern Liao people. Is it interesting to fight with us in the Southern Zhou Dynasty?"
The Tang Dynasty only knows (this chapter is not finished, click on the next page to continue)
Does Xiao bully the weak and fear the strong?
If you can, go and fight my big brother Beiliao!
Luo Cai smiled, "Now it's reversed."
"yes!"
Huang Chunhui looked at the map and coughed a few times.
Luo Cai said softly, "I don't understand fighting, but I understand people's hearts."
Huang Chunhui's body moved, "Do you want to say Ning Xing?"
"Yes! The loss of Kunzhou will bridge the internal divisions in Northern Liao. Even if it is only temporary, it will also add a lot of trouble to Northern Xinjiang."
"If Zitai doesn't move, Beiliao will continue to fight among themselves. How long will the internal fighting last?" Huang Chunhui defended Yang Xuan without hesitation, "Decades? Until Zitai is old. Seeing the situation like this, we can only
What kind of sigh did you make?"
"I know that it is not good to enter, and it is even worse to sit back and watch."
The meaning of Luo Cai's words is too profound.
Why is it bad to just sit back and watch?
Because Luo Cai is not optimistic about the future development of Datang. In his opinion, Datang will continue to decline.
The Tang Dynasty continued to decline, and unless Northern Xinjiang became its own country, it would inevitably decline as well.
However, the internal fighting in Bei Liao will fade away as Lin Ya grows old. When the army of Bei Liao gathers again, what will the declining Tang Dynasty use to resist?
Huang Chunhui suddenly smiled, "Why do you have to think so much? Shouldn't you be happy now that the younger generation has defeated the enemy? Come, bring some wine."
Luo Cai nodded, "It's time to be happy, but I came in a hurry and didn't bring any food or wine to go with it!"
"It's right here."
Huang Chunhui reached out and fumbled around on the desk for a while, seeing that the operation was a bit complicated. Finally, he took out a kit, opened it, and poured it on the desk.
“Jerky?”
"Zitai would send some dried meat from Northern Xinjiang every once in a while. He said it was similar to what Wang Laoer eats. But I have bad teeth and strict control at home, so I had to hide some quietly."
Luo Cai couldn't help laughing.
Drinks were brought, and once I drank it, it was okay.
"If you don't come, you'll probably use light wine mixed with water to fool me!"
Huang Chunhui took a sip of wine and sighed contentedly, "After this battle, I have nothing to teach him."
"From what you tell me, have we been exchanging letters?"
"right."
"What's next for him?"
Huang Chunhui looked at him, "I heard that you have retired from office?"
When the topic changed, Luo Cai chuckled and said, "That person is eager to control the staff and recruit his own people."
"Sooner or later." Huang Chunhui chewed the dried meat slowly, "When are you going to go back?"
"In a few days!"
"Aren't you planning to come back?"
"Why are you coming back? From the day I became official, there have been no customers outside my house. There are no more enthusiastic and outrageous guests in the past."
"It's just a waste of time, especially for such an important position. By the way, you want to go home and retire?"
"Just like you!"
"Like me?" Huang Chunhui smiled, drooping his eyelids, "Outside the Huang family, there are at least dozens of eyeliners taking turns watching. When my family goes out, they are followed by people. If I go out, good guy, it was rare last time.
At the second gate, there are at least thirty people around, and there are even more cavalry from the Jinwu Guards following in the distance."
"Who told you that you were the governor of Northern Xinjiang?" Luo Cai sighed: "After I leave, if you hear news about me again, it will probably be news of my death."
"Maybe, there are others too!"
There was a smile in Huang Chunhui's eyes, "Have a good trip."
It was impossible for Huang Chunhui to see him off, so we would say goodbye forever today.
"That's easy to say." Luo Cai drank a glass of wine, took a piece of dried meat, stood up and asked, "What do you think will happen between Northern Xinjiang and Chang'an... from now on?"
Huang Chunhui said, "I swallowed my anger when I was here. Zitai is not an old man. If Chang'an dared to reach out his hand, he would dare to cut off that hand. Therefore, it will be very lively from now on, but it's a pity that you won't be able to see it when you return to your hometown."
"Yes! It will be very lively." Luo Cai felt itchy, "Hey! Write to me later!"
"I haven't written a letter since I returned home. Do you know why?"
"I don't know."
"Whoever I write to will be in trouble!"
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Luo Cai left Huang's house and walked leisurely.
He occasionally looked back and then felt a little disappointed, "Isn't there anyone following me?"
The entourage said, "Alang has already retired and has no power in his hands. Those officials who once showed good will are now avoiding him. What's the use of following Alang?"
"Yes! I am useless now."
What old people fear most is uselessness.
Luo Cai was a little sad.
Halfway down the road, a man passed by and whispered, "Want a rejuvenation pill?"
Luo Cai was stunned and asked in a strange way, "How much does a box cost?"
