Yang Xuan always felt that Huang Chunhui was struggling to support Northern Xinjiang. This respectable old man was like a candle lit at both ends, burning crazily for the Tang Dynasty and Northern Xinjiang.
endure!
This is Huang Chunhui's method.
Whether it was Beiliao's provocation or Chang'an's suppression, Huang Chunhui chose to endure.
It wasn't until Lin Ya's army attacked that Huang Chunhui jumped up and led the army to strike Beiliao.
After that battle, the name of Sick Tiger resounded throughout the world!
He can give Beiliao a blow, but what about Chang'an?
Chang'an is not allowed to attack, it must be to balance the southern and northern Xinjiang.
Continue to tolerate it?
But the most taboo thing about defending a city is not taking any action.
As time went by, people's morale weakened.
Therefore, the generals who defended the city, knowing that they were losing, would send small groups of troops to attack to boost their morale.
"My husband means..."
Yang Xuan looked at Huang Chunhui tentatively.
Didn't Lao Huang drink too much?
"You think I drank too much?"
Yang Xuan's heart skipped a beat, "I don't dare."
Huang Chunhui smiled.
"Over the years, Southern Xinjiang has been silent, and Chang'an's checks and balances are a bit far-fetched. After the Southern Expedition, the DPRK and Central Government did everything they could to build momentum for Southern Xinjiang, and they just wanted to suppress our Northern Xinjiang. I can bear this!
"
Everyone knows this.
Chang'an boasted that the Battle of the Southern Expedition was a great victory rarely seen in a century, the first success in recent years.
The only flaw is the record of Yang Xuan and the 3,000 Northern Xinjiang troops.
Therefore, the performance of the Left Army was downplayed, and Yang Xuan's reputation was also suppressed.
"How our Northern Xinjiang army responds to the invasion of the Northern Liao Dynasty is my responsibility. Chang'an Yuezu is acting on behalf of me. He has to suppress our Northern Xinjiang in every detail. What do you want to do? Check and balance. Can checks and balances be superior to the country? Check and balance.
...Without checks and balances, will the Tang Dynasty collapse?"
"Ms. sir!"
Huang Chunhui's words were so fierce that even Yang Xuan was stunned.
Huang Chunhui took a sip of hot water and couldn't help but smile when he saw the three people looking at him.
"To be a good person, you have to be a good person, but you can't be a good person." Huang Chunhui said calmly: "I have been a good person for a long time, but now it seems that some people think that I am a good person, and I will not fight back when hit or scolded. So, I
Let them see today what a good old man looks like when he is angry."
He looked at Yang Xuan, "Three major divisions, which one can you, Chenzhou, destroy now?"
Naturally, the southern part of the town cannot be destroyed.
The Tiger Control Department is not active at the moment.
"Basic Wave Department."
"I'll give you three months, is that enough?" Huang Chunhui's eyes were bright.
"Enough!" Yang Xuan said: "If we can't destroy the Jibo tribe in three months, I'll ask you to get out!"
"Good! It's my seed from Northern Xinjiang!" Liao Jin couldn't help but praise.
Huang Chunhui nodded, "That's it, I'll be waiting for your good news for three months! Congratulations to you!"
Yang Xuan stood up and said, "My husband, I am afraid that by doing this, I will offend Chang'an."
Huang Chunhui said calmly: "I am old and have endured it for a long time, so I don't want to endure it anymore. Chang'an wanted to suppress me, so I raised my head to show them
I’m not dead yet! It’s not their turn to dictate to Northern Xinjiang!”
This is a posture of preparing to fall out with Chang'an!
Liao Jin obviously didn't expect Huang Chunhui to be so fierce, "My lord, think twice!"
"Think twice!" Huang Chunhui said: "Northern Xinjiang is too powerful... Zitai led three thousand troops this time and led the left army to become famous in one battle, which shocked the Southern Zhou Dynasty. Our reputation as a strong army in Northern Xinjiang resounded throughout the Tang Dynasty and Southern Zhou Dynasty
.
Some people are afraid, do you understand?
Some people think that our northern Xinjiang army is too strong, so they want to raise the southern Xinjiang army to check and balance our northern Xinjiang army.
But even if I don't move, this so-called check and balance is still useless.
What will Chang'an do next? It will take action to weaken our Northern Xinjiang Army."
"They don't dare!" Liao Jin's eyes became colder.
"Stupid!" Huang Chunhui scolded Liao Jin for the first time, his eyes full of coldness, "Don't forget Pei Jiu!"
Pei Jiu's death can be described as self-destruction of the Great Wall.
But the pseudo-emperor and his son still did it.
"If I continue to be patient, the person who comes next time will not be an envoy, but a document." Huang Chunhui said: "Chang'an will take away all the seeds from my northern Xinjiang and throw them everywhere, including southern Xinjiang and western Xinjiang, and even leave them idle. If I can bear it, why not retire and return home, out of sight and out of mind!"
"But Chang'an will be furious!" Liao Jin said.
"Zhen Te Niang!" Huang Chunhui cursed.
Everyone couldn't help laughing.
Huang Chunhui took a few breaths and said, "Your Majesty is getting old, and people will be afraid of death when they get old. What he is most worried about is the loyalty of the army. He is also worried that several princes will follow his example and have a palace coup.
Therefore, he drove the two princes to the border and restrained them...
The situation seems stable now, but what about the loyalty of the army?
Your Majesty is not a martial emperor, has never led an army to fight, and does not have high prestige in the army. The only way he can think of is to... weaken it."
The army was weakened and everyone was happy.
Northern Liao was also happy.
"It will stop only when it is weakened enough to resist the Northern Liao Dynasty, but not enough to pose a threat to Chang'an."
"It's endless!" Liao Jin said through gritted teeth.
Liu Qing said: "When the Northern Xinjiang army is not enough to threaten Chang'an, Northern Xinjiang is vulnerable!"
Yang Xuan couldn't help but think of several dynasties in another world.
They are also facing powerful foreign forces, they are also jealous of the emperor, and they are also choosing to weaken the army.
They would rather let the foreigners break the country than let the warriors raise their heads.
This weird thinking puzzled him. Now after hearing Huang Chunhui's words, he had some insights.
"Go!" Huang Chunhui said to Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan resigned.
Huang Chunhui moved his body and said, "I've invited an envoy."
The envoy from Chang'an was an official from the Ministry of War.
"I've met Mr. Huang."
Huang Chunhui naturally would not embarrass an unrelated person. He said calmly: "Please go back and tell Zhang Shangshu that the war in Northern Xinjiang is complicated and changing rapidly. I have my own plan on how to deal with it."
The official raised his head and said, "Huang Xianggong, you..."
Chang'an's order was in the name of the Ministry of War, but everyone knew that Zhang Huan, the new minister of the Ministry of War and the former governor of southern Xinjiang, would not say such things. Moreover, the Ministry of War was not qualified to point fingers at northern Xinjiang.
Therefore, Huang Chunhui was advising the emperor through the Ministry of War.
——Your Majesty, can you please calm down?
…
Boom!
There are dark clouds in the sky over Taoxian County, and thunder is booming.
Jiang Cunzhong and Zhang Du invited Yang Xuan to the brothel.
"Calm down, I have to rush back!"
Yang Xuan had been sitting there for a long time, but when the female prostitute next to him came closer, he felt a little uncomfortable.
"Just hurry up." Zhang Du said ambiguously.
"It's about to break out." Jiang Cunzhong said with a sullen face.
"Haha!" Yang Xuan smiled and looked at the female prostitute, "Sit more upright."
"Don't you like slaves, sir?" the female prostitute said resentfully.
"I don't like it." Yang Xuan patted the table, raised his glass, and said, "Drink."
Jiang Cunzhong asked: "We can only sit back and watch this Northern Liao attack. Did my husband give an explanation before?"
Yang Xuan shook his head, "There are many people."
Damn it, no wonder some people say brothels are the best places to get information.
After finishing his drink, Yang Xuan put down his glass and said, "There are Northern Liao troops outside, so I won't drink anymore to avoid being intercepted on the way back."
"That's fine."
Zhang Du said: "Next time, stay longer and let's have a drink."
"good!"
What Yang Xuan fears most is Zhang Du, who drinks like water.
Yang Xuan suddenly said: "I brought two hundred horses with me. I am afraid of encountering a large enemy force on the way back. Which one of you can lend me some men and horses?"
Zhang Du was startled, but Jiang Cunzhong smiled and said, "How much do you want?"
"one thousand!"
"Tsk!" Jiang Cunzhong frowned, "Okay!"
He didn't ask why, and Yang Xuan didn't say anything either.
Zhang Du asked: "Do you want Xuanjia Cavalry?"
"Fuck! If you use the Xuanjia Cavalry, my husband can hang you on the city gate to dry!"
Yang Xuan stood up and said, "Go back to Chenzhou. I'll treat you. I won't come back until you're drunk!"
"good!"
The two stood up and saw each other off.
Outside the door, several drunk businessmen passed by with their arms around female prostitutes.
Yang Xuan stopped.
The strong smell of wine and food, mixed with the smell of sweat, and the scent of powder, hit his nostrils, making him want to retch.
A businessman glanced at him sideways, "You little boy, please don't block Yeye's way!"
Yang Xuan stood outside the door and said he was blocking the way.
He remained silent, thinking about the consequences of Huang Chunhui's decision.
A man came from the other side.
When several businessmen saw him, they felt as if they were meeting their parents. They broke away from the female prostitutes beside them, held up their hands and smiled flatteringly, "I've seen the prince. It's rare for a prince to come! I'll be a host today. I won't come home until I'm drunk."
This prince is one of the wealthy businessmen in Taoxian County, and his business is not small. When these businessmen see him, they feel like they are seeing the God of Wealth. They wish that the God of Wealth's fingers would be bigger and leak some benefits to themselves.
The prince said reservedly: "You're welcome, but..."
His eyes suddenly lit up and he hurried over.
Several businessmen followed him and slowly turned their heads.
The prince walked up to Yang Xuan, cupped his hands, and said with a flattering smile: "Have you met Mr. Yang? Have you come to Taoxian today? Hey! He must be on official business, I don't dare to ask. But can you give me a favor and let me do it?"
"
Yang Xuan was thinking about something when he was startled and said, "You're welcome."
Zhang Xu stared at several businessmen and said: "Lang Jun, if you don't leave, it will rain."
Yang Xuan turned around and cupped his hands, "I'm going back now."
More than ten guards came forward and surrounded him as he walked down the stairs. The sound of footsteps shook the whole building, and the guests below avoided him one after another.
The businessmen looked blankly at Yang Xuan going down, and one of them suddenly slapped himself, "That's Shijun Yang! How dare I act rudely towards him!"
The prince had a cold face when he heard this, "You are quite courageous. If it weren't for Yang Shijun's magnanimity, who would have said anything if I beat you half to death?"
The businessman slapped himself again and said with a smile: "No, Yang Shijun is my famous general of the Tang Dynasty! I am just a businessman. In his eyes, he is just a fart. He let it go easily."
The words were vulgar, which shows the merchant's joy in escaping a disaster.
After a while, someone went to ask Huang Chunhui for instructions.
"Ms. Sir, Yang Shijun said that he was afraid of being intercepted by the Northern Liao army on his way back, so he wanted to borrow a thousand cavalry to go with him."
The corners of Liu Qing's mouth raised slightly, "Young boy, you are as timid as a mouse!"
Liao Jin also smiled.
Huang Chunhui said calmly: "Give it to him!"
Visitors thought the three big guys were smiling mysteriously, but they didn't dare to ask.
Liao Jin was still worried about that matter, "My husband's words were brought back by the envoy. Not to mention adding fuel to the fire, it was enough to make His Majesty angry. My husband should think about it later."
"What happened after death? I have thought about it." Huang Chunhui said calmly: "He Lianfeng used to have a lot of worries, but now that he has no children and grandchildren, what else do he have to worry about? From now on, Northern Xinjiang will become more and more dangerous.
If I continue to be patient, the situation in Northern Xinjiang will take a turn for the worse. In less than five years, the entire Northern Xinjiang Army will become watchdogs and useless!
You two need to know that an army must see blood. An army without blood will still be vulnerable even if it has weapons made of hundreds of steel and the strongest armor in the world!"
This is the analysis of a veteran.
"I also want to endure it for a few more years until I can no longer sit upright or mount a horse. Then my merits will be considered complete. Even if I meet the emperors of the Tang Dynasty, I can say... Your Majesty
, done my duty.”
He raised his hands to the void, "It can't be done! If it continues like this, Northern Xinjiang will be ruined. How many nights have I tossed and turned, unable to sleep, thinking, how about this! Leave the stall to others and go back.
Go home, entertain your grandchildren, go home, and no longer care about Northern and Southern Borders. But just when I had an idea, I thought of Pei Jiu!"
Liao Jin was solemn.
"Pei Jiu is famous in Northern Xinjiang. If he didn't go to Chang'an, who would have dared to send troops to Northern Xinjiang to arrest him?"
Pei Jiu holds a horizontal sword in his hand and is supported by the soldiers in northern Xinjiang. Who dares to capture him?
"But he still went! For the sake of the overall situation and for Emperor Wu, he went to Chang'an with his guards. He knew that he would definitely die if he went there, but he still went!"
Huang Chunhui said mockingly: "I think I don't have the arrogance of Pei Jiu, so I have been patient. Now that the time has come, I naturally think of him.
He can die for the sake of the overall situation, so what can I do?
Chang'an is now a prosperous place, where people are singing and dancing, and those powerful and high-ranking officials have forgotten that there are powerful enemies in the Tang Dynasty.
Who can wake them up? Even I can't, but I can give them a wake-up call and tell them that Datang is in crisis and they can't slack off!
As for the future, when I can no longer move, Lao Liao."
"Ms. sir."
"When the time comes, you can get a prison car, load me up, and take me all the way to Chang'an. Don't keep him alive even if he dies on the way. Just drag him all the way back and let them see what's in my belly."
Huang Chunhui patted his slightly bulging belly and said:
"A passion for the Tang Dynasty! A passion that will not cool down until death!"
…
Huang Chunhui can't bear it anymore!
But he still left some room and didn't completely fall out.
However, according to Yang Xuan's speculation about the false emperor, when the news reaches Chang'an, the false emperor will definitely want to cut Huang Chunhui into pieces.
Also, make the men of his family members slaves and the women maidservants.
Huang Chunhui is not worried about this.
Yang Xuan only figured it out after he left the city gate.
As long as the governor of Northern Xinjiang was in the hands of people from the Northern Xinjiang line, the puppet emperor would not dare to attack Huang Chunhui and his family.
Otherwise, if Northern Xinjiang makes noise, he will not be able to put an end to it.
When Pei Jiu committed suicide in front of the imperial city, his family members were quietly sent away, so there was no riot in northern Xinjiang.
However, the suppression of Northern Xinjiang by the puppet emperor and his son over the years has already chilled the hearts of the soldiers and civilians in Northern Xinjiang. The Mirror must have reported this news every year. The fact that the puppet emperor is indifferent does not mean that he is not afraid, it is just because he has no choice.
The best way was to replace Huang Chunhui, but he was worried that it would trigger a reaction from Beiliao.
This piece of shit!
More than ten miles away from him, more than two thousand horses were resting.
General Xiao Li looked coldly in the direction of Taoxian County.
"That bitch Huang Chunhui doesn't dare to attack. This doesn't seem like his method. Go find out the information. We want to give him a surprise."
"General, the Northern Xinjiang Army has been discovered."
Xiao Li's eyes lit up, "How many people and horses?"
"More than a thousand, they went east."
"This is a great gift from God, get on the horse."
More than two thousand people mounted their horses, and everyone was smiling excitedly.
"Attack!"
Xiao Li was equally excited.
Before setting off, his superior told him that Ning Xing was inspecting him, and if he could achieve some results, he might be promoted later.
He still remembered that Shangguan asked himself, "Do you know what the steps for promotion of our generation of warriors are made of?"