Once upon a time, if the Northern Liao Dynasty did not come to attack Northern Xinjiang, the whole Northern Xinjiang would rejoice.
But now, the Lord of Northern Territory is lazily saying maybe!
Just like playing, decide the direction of attack.
He Lianrong sighed, feeling that if this situation continued, Beiliao would be in big trouble.
"What are you sighing for?" He Lianyan asked.
"The Duke has made up his mind to continue attacking Beiliao. At this time, Beiliao's only hope is that those few people can put aside their past grievances and join forces to deal with it."
"Do you think it's possible?"
He Lianrong shook his head, "The grudges are too deep and Lin Ya is determined to usurp the throne. Therefore, he and the emperor can only fight to the death."
"When the late Emperor was here, the outcome of the fight between the two sides was very close. Now that He Lianchun has ascended the throne, his foundation is far inferior to that of the late Emperor. He could only bring in the eldest princess as a helper. But it didn't take long for the two to turn against each other..."
He Lianyan shook his head, "This is God's will!"
"This is fate!"
Back at the Jiedushi Mansion, Yang Xuan and Song Zhen discussed sending troops.
The map was placed on the table and two cups of tea.
Song Zhen sat down and fumbled for a long time. He took out an oil paper bag from his sleeve and opened it. It turned out to be nuts.
"This thing has to be strong alcohol, but strong tea will work too."
Lao Song ate a nut and raised his head, "You should eat it too!"
Yang Xuan shook his head.
"You are too tight, I will loosen it for you!"
Song Zhen was naturally not that ridiculous person. He even packed nuts when discussing matters, so he only brought a pot of wine.
Yang Xuan couldn't laugh or cry, he took a sip of tea and said: "It's still cold now, and the roads are muddy after the snow melts, so it's difficult for the army to send out. This is why Lin Jun dares to send people to talk about peace. Otherwise, he only needs to come,
I can tell that his situation is not very good, and if I send troops according to the trend, even if I can't conquer Taizhou, I can still make him miserable."
"Well!" Song Zhen looked at the map, "There are still eight or nine thousand warriors short of twenty thousand. You don't want to send troops. Do you want to wait for them to practice and experience the battle formation?"
"I really can't hide it from you!"
For recruits to mature, training is essential.
Drilling is to teach them how to kill the enemy and how to protect themselves. But this is all on paper, and the best teacher is on the battlefield.
There will be an adaptation period for new recruits when they enter the military camp. During this period, the drills are so severe that they can make people pee blood.
Therefore, real armies generally do not recruit older people. For some reason, older people cannot withstand the ferocity of training during the recruit period.
After training, without experience in battle formations, these new recruits would be far from elite.
Song Zhen said: "In front of Northern Xinjiang, there are Kunzhou and Longhua Prefecture on the left; Taizhou on the front; and Chenzhou and Tanzhou on the right. Tanzhou is remote. To be honest, the only benefit of taking it is to find a cover for the grassland.
But in the overall situation, it doesn’t mean much.”
Yang Xuan nodded.
Song Zhen originally served in the army for many years, and later stayed in the Ministry of War until he was driven home by the emperor. He can be called a living fossil of the Tang Dynasty's military.
To be honest, Yang Xuan felt that such a person was a priceless treasure.
But Li Mi drove Song Zhen away easily.
Damn it!
Don’t you feel bad for selling your field?
"To attack Taizhou is to dig deep and dig deep. But there is a disadvantage. After Taizhou is captured, it will be surrounded by two sides. If Ning Xing makes up his mind to cut off the connection between Taizhou and Neizhou with a force of troops,
That is an isolated city. An isolated city! It is the most difficult to defend."
In a few words, combined with Yang Xuan's strategic goals and the current situation, the pros and cons were clearly analyzed.
"To be honest, Li Bi let you come to Northern Xinjiang, and it was a huge loss!" Yang Xuan praised sincerely.
Song Zhen smiled, "To be honest, I didn't want to come to Northern Xinjiang at the beginning. At that time, I was unwilling to be lonely at home. I asked about the war in Northern Xinjiang all day long, but it was not to come to Northern Xinjiang, but to review Chang'an and return again.
The Ministry of War received news that day that Chang'an had summoned me, and I was so excited!"
Yang Xuan smiled, "It's human nature."
"I rushed to Chang'an in a hurry, full of joy, thinking that I could be reused again, but who knew that I was asked to come to Northern Xinjiang. At that moment, my heart went cold."
"Isn't there still half of it left?" Yang Xuan said with a smile.
Song Zhen sighed: "At that time, I asked me to come to Northern Xinjiang to persuade you, but after all, I have been in the army for many years and know that if you obey Chang'an, you will definitely not end well.
It would be better if you were stupid. I only met you a few times, and I discovered that you are extremely cunning. In this case, my trip will naturally be in vain."
"Then what was your state of mind at that time?" Yang Xuan asked with interest.
"Do you want to see my joke?" Song Zhen said with a smile, and then his eyes were desolate, revealing a look of reminiscence, "I know that this trip will be in vain, and I just made the emperor's sword. After returning to Chang'an, I will definitely be raped again
Rush home.
I am old, but I have become the emperor's sword and dog. It would be fine if the emperor was wise and powerful, but that man, damn, what he is best at is flying dogs and dogs. At that time, I thought to myself, otherwise, just stay in Northern Xinjiang.
?”
Yang Xuan was delighted, "You were thinking at that time..."
"Relying on you?" Song Zhen shook his head, "At that time, I just wanted to pretend to be sick, and then I would die!"
This is frustrating.
“Wouldn’t it be nice to go home and retire?”
"If the country is stable, I will naturally be willing to return home, entertain my grandchildren, or take a leisurely stroll in the forest.
Standing at the height of the temple, what I see is that the country is crumbling, but the monarchs and ministers in the temple ignore it, only focusing on fighting for power and seeking personal gain. What do I do when I go home? Go home and watch the country crumbling? "
"But when I came to Northern Xinjiang, I saw a hot scene. In addition, you and Liu Qing tried their best to invite me, and I couldn't help but feel moved." Song Zhen suddenly laughed and said: "Later, I thought that I wanted to stay in Northern Xinjiang.
Not only do I despair for Chang'an, but I also have expectations for you. At that time, there were many internal conflicts in southern Xinjiang, but only northern Xinjiang could not only resist powerful enemies, but also be proactive."
I am like a firefly in the dark night, attracting Song Zhen to fly over.
Yang Xuan smiled and said, "Have you ever thought about the outcome of Northern Xinjiang later?"
Song Zhen nodded, "When you didn't reveal your identity, I also thought about it. The most likely one... is that you stand on your own and form a country of your own. Then if you can defeat Beiliao... you can't help but turn your sword.
He paid tribute to Chang'an and then sent troops to destroy the Tang Dynasty."
"Then why are you still working for me?"
Song Zhen sighed, his eyes desolate, "You are from the Tang Dynasty after all!"
"Isn't that the emperor?" Yang Xuan felt that there was something wrong with this logic.
Song Zhen shook his head, "His every move is more like an enemy of the Tang Dynasty!"
Yang Xuan was silent.
In his ear, Suzaku said: "Everyone in the world has a steelyard in their hearts. Xiao Xuanzi, you are really doing a good job!"
yes!
Yang Xuan smiled, I did a good job.
Being able to help Song Zhen do his best without revealing his identity.
Song Zhen tapped his fingers, "Where are you going to fight?"
Yang Xuan moved his fingers slowly on the map and raised his head.
"Soldiers are unpredictable and move randomly!"
His finger pointed at Kunzhou.
"Kunzhou?"
"Kunzhou!"
…
"The Duke."
After Yang Xuangang and Song Zhen finished their discussion, a minor official came to look for him.
"What's the matter?"
Yang Xuan rolled up the map - there were some charcoal lines on it. If anyone found it, this would be important information.
The clerk said: "There are students in the state school making noise."
"Why?"
"It's said that you can't take the imperial examination if you study... It's a waste of time."
"Are you dissatisfied with me?"
Yang Xuan smiled.
But when his smile fell in Song Zhen's eyes, it looked like a sinister smile.
Song Zhen advised: "Zitai, those are young people, it's easy to talk."
Yang Xuan smiled and said: "You know, I have always been reasonable."
Song Zhen nodded and immediately went to find Liu Qing.
"Is there something going on in the state school?"
Liu Qing was the busiest. He just got some free time and before he could take a sip of tea, he cursed: "A group of people are full and have nothing to do!"
"Zitai won't..." Song Zhen was a little worried that Yang Xuan, who had become more decisive recently, would be cruel.
"There are many powerful students in the state school. You know Zitai's attitude towards the powerful." Liu Qing also had a headache. "According to his methods, he will tear down the state school and start over."
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"Yes, I am worried about this." Song Zhen said: "Zitai could tolerate it before, but now he is becoming more and more sharp."
Liu Qing sighed: "Do you think that if you can overwhelm Zitai of Beiliao, you still need to be patient?"
"It seems that there is no need for it."
…
For the Northern Xinjiang Jiedu Envoy Office, the most important thing is talents.
With Liu Qing, Yang Xuan could lead his army into battle unscrupulously.
With Song Zhen, Yang Xuan can take a vacation for himself from time to time.
There is no such thing as too much talent, but at this critical moment, the talent must be trustworthy.
Before the Chen State, most of the talented people came from conquests. And the targets of conquests were mostly nobles and powerful families.
Some people say that it is based on family status, but in that era, ordinary families were considered lucky if they did not starve to death, and the cost of studying could make them bankrupt.
Therefore, almost all scholars come from upper-class families.
Therefore, talent recruitment can naturally only be selected from those families.
This is a top-grade Wuhan scholar.
In the Tang Dynasty, the situation got better. There were schools everywhere. Although most of the people who went to the schools were from well-to-do families, there were some civilians at least.
This provides opportunities for civilians to counterattack.
Although there are few.
But finally a gap was opened.
"Schools and imperial examinations are the greatest good governance!"
It was not until he took charge of Chenzhou that Yang Xuan deeply understood the significance of the imperial examination to the Central Plains.
He is now standing outside the gate of Zhouxue.
Han Ji nodded, "Just tell me, if it were a thousand years ago, I would never have thought of being of such a background. Therefore, I am always full of respect when mentioning Emperor Wu."
The imperial examination was invented by the previous dynasty, but the social environment at that time was rigid, and even if civilians could participate in the imperial examination, they would only be killed.
It was not until the period of Emperor Wu that the imperial examination became a serious channel for recruiting scholars in the Tang Dynasty.
Tang Wei, a professor of state studies, came out in a hurry. When he saw Yang Xuan, he breathed a sigh of relief and saluted, "I have met the Duke."
"Are you making a fuss?" Yang Xuan pointed inside.
Standing here, you can vaguely hear the noise.
Tang Wei smiled bitterly, "The Duke atones for his sins. Ever since the Duke fell out with Chang'an, Chang'an has cut off our path to the imperial examination. Students from the state schools can only stay in northern Xinjiang..."
"etc!"
Yang Xuan interrupted him, "I can only stay in Northern Xinjiang. What do you mean, is it inappropriate to stay in Northern Xinjiang?"
I'm so quick to talk, damn it...Tang Wei smiled bitterly, "Many students come from well-off families, and their purpose of studying is to become officials. Chang'an is the holy land in their hearts. If they can't go to Chang'an for the imperial examination, studying will become useless..."
"Understood."
Yang Xuan nodded, and Han Ji said: "After Lang Jun took charge of Northern Xinjiang, many students from Northern Xinjiang became officials. They are not satisfied!"
These words were so murderous that Tang Wei's heart skipped a beat, "My lord, after all, we are all young people."
"Go and have a look."
Yang Xuan said noncommittally.
"Those young people just like to make trouble, so please don't let me..."
Tang Wei followed Yang Xuan, transformed into a woman, and kept talking.
If it weren't for his age, Yang Xuan would definitely kick him out if he couldn't bear it anymore.
Before Yang Xuan, Beijiang schools did not enroll many students. For example, county schools only had thirty or fifty students.
After Yang Xuan began to pay attention to education, the first thing he did was to expand enrollment and make the county school a place where education was provided without discrimination.
State studies are not easy to do.
If you want to go to the imperial examination in Chang'an, you must pass the state school... In other words, the state school is a threshold in life, similar to high school in another world.
But the state schools in this world only have sixty students.
It's not that Yang Xuan doesn't want to expand enrollment, there is a huge interest group surrounding Zhouxue, which can affect the whole body, which is difficult to deal with.
Therefore, after he asked Li Wenmin to take charge of Chenzhouzhou School, the progress was still difficult.
According to Li Wenmin, unless we start from scratch, the reform of Zhouxue will be like walking in a quagmire, which is extremely difficult.
"A quagmire?"
Yang Xuan ordered: "Let Li Wenmin come."
"yes."
Yang Xuan entered the school.
Ahead is the classroom, and noisy sounds are coming.
"When Emperor Wu inspected the Northern Territory School, he once said that students are the proud sons of Heaven and disciples of the Emperor. But now we can only stay dormant in Northern Territory."
"If you can't take the imperial examination, then what's the use of studying?"
"I, Aye, have already said that I plan to move my family to Guanzhong and transfer all my household registrations there. In this way, I can go to Chang'an to take the imperial examination."
"Fuck! Your family can actually move their place of origin?"
"Hey! Everyone."
A somewhat clear voice came. After the classroom was quiet, I heard this person say: "In the foreseeable future, my students in Northern Xinjiang should not be able to participate in the imperial examination within a few decades."
There were constant sighs in the classroom.
"Now there are only two ways. One is to transfer the household registration to another place. The other is to give up studying and inherit the family business."
Yang Xuan tilted his head slightly and asked, "Who is this person?"
Tang Wei trembled and said, "Wang Hou."
"Unkind!"
Yang Xuan dropped these words that frightened Tang Wei and walked in slowly.
"...We can go to the Jiedushi Mansion to petition the Duke of Qin..."
"No need to ask, I'm here!"
Yang Xuan stood inside the door, looking at the students with his hands behind his hands.
Compared with the county school where there is no education but no distinction, the prefecture school still has a pattern of having no poor people coming and going.
The students maintained their previous actions and seemed to be stiff.
Yang Xuan stepped into the position of sir.
The gentleman who had been napping just now stood up in panic.
"go out!"
Yang Xuan pointed outside.
The gentleman's face was ashen.
Yang Xuan looked at the students, "I'm telling you to wait! Who doesn't want to study in the state school, get out!"