"Let me tell you, if it is not a serious fault, I will not pursue it." Zhao Xiaole chuckled.
He had an impression of Wang Fugui.
When he was running for prime minister, Wang Fugui was just a make-believe. His survival was inseparable from Wang Wanwan's plan.
More importantly, this guy is very lucky.
Which is ridiculously good.
Some people can always win at the gambling table.
He either relied on cheating or luck.
This kind of thing is difficult to explain.
Perhaps, such an ethereal thing as luck does exist.
Wang Wanwan told what his son had done one by one.
It turned out that after Wang Fugui was granted the title of sixth-rank Jiangnan Superintendent, he felt very proud and wanted to participate in the planning of the road to Nanman.
But this guy just wanted to participate, and he messed around with the drawings. In the end, the route seriously deviated, and the construction ended in the southwest area.
Now, if we want to build the road to Nanman, it will take another one or two years of work.
The amount of money wasted is uncountable.
The good thing is that the southwest area is rich in timber. Even if the road is built on a wrong path, the timber there can be transported to the Central Plains for sale.
You can also get some money back.
"This kid is so ridiculous, I still ask the Marquis to punish him, but because he is young and ignorant, ordinary people are willing to take the punishment on his behalf." Wang Baiwan said carefully.
When Zhao Xiaole heard this, he frowned and said nothing.
Xunyang Taishou was on the side to help, "Master Hou, although this road is built on a side road, it also blocks the barbarians from using this road to enter our hinterland of Jiangnan. In other words, Prince Wang has also done a great job.
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But on the other hand, this road was built sideways, which actually blocked the way for the Jingyang people to enter the barbarian hinterland.
If this road is built.
Zhao Xiaole didn't have to go through the mountains and ridges, so it was not a bad idea to lead the musketeers directly in.
However, if there were no ferocious beasts like Pixiu, perhaps the barbarians would not dare to invade.
Therefore, it is difficult to say whether it is right or wrong.
Zhao Xiaole was thinking about something else.
That is, is this road really an unintentional deviation?
If all efforts are in vain, it seems that there is a big gap between his status as the chosen one like Wang Fugui!
Maybe, luck is an elusive thing.
Zhao Xiaole couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about him for the time being, "It doesn't matter. The road construction is the money advanced by your Wang family. Even if there are some mistakes, I have nothing to blame and naturally I won't pursue them."
"Thank you, Lord Marquis."
The three of them continued to drink and simply finished eating. The eunuch had already ordered the topographic map of Jiangnan to be brought.
In the hall of the Wang family, he explained the current situation to Zhao Xiaole.
The situation is very serious.
Except for the mountains and rivers in the west, which can form a natural barrier to block the barbarian army in Jingyang, the barbarians can only invade Jingyang through the territory of the Minnan King.
After losing three cities in a row, the King of Minnan still huddled in his mansion and defended stubbornly, refusing to send troops.
This allowed the barbarians to easily reach the hinterland of Jingyang, and then attacked three cities in a row, approaching Xunyang, an important town in the south.
The other party's purpose is very simple, which is to loot Xunyang.
The environment in which the barbarians lived was extremely dangerous, and they were relatively short of supplies. Most of the time, they could only make a living by fishing and hunting.
Looting Jingyang is indeed a good way to quickly improve your living standards.
"I think the King of Southern Fujian has predicted that once the barbarians sack Xunyang, they will definitely retreat. At that time, he can take the opportunity to regain the lost territory. Hmph, he is a little too naive!" Zhao Xiaole snorted coldly.
Who can't see the thoughts of the King of Minnan?
Both Xunyang Prefect and Wang Wanwan knew it well, but they didn't dare to say it out loud. Zhao Xiaole was the only one who didn't have any scruples.
"Capturing only one of his sons is already a big deal for him. Immediately send a message to the King of Southern Fujian. The next time the barbarians send troops, I ask him to immediately conquer the three lost cities and cut off the barbarians' retreat!"
Zhao Xiaole said.
The governor of Xunyang was confused: "Master Hou, let me tell you the truth. The prince of southern Fujian has many children and grandchildren. In order to preserve his territory, he might be really cruel and abandon this son."
"Moreover, in several previous letters, the lower official also requested the King of Minnan to explain this intention. The King of Minnan just refused to send troops because the time was not yet ripe!"
Zhao Xiaole slammed the table angrily, "Why is the time not ripe for this shit? I think he is just afraid of the barbarians. He is worried that once the barbarians' retreat is cut off, they will turn around and rush into his hinterland. If he is so timid, he should not be a prince anymore!"
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How could Grand Administrator Xunyang and Wang Wanwan dare to take issue with his words?
Zhao Xiaole could insult the King of Southern Fujian and even dig up his family's ancestral graves, but the two of them did not dare.
Why?
I have the prince as my backer, oh no, I am the prince's backer.
The Marquis of Zhenguo, who wields power over both the government and the public.
In one sentence, tens of thousands of heads fell to the ground.
Naturally, they have the right to yell at the King of Southern Fujian. If they do, once the barbarians retreat, Zhao Xiaole will leave.
Isn’t the King of Southern Fujian slowly concocting them?
Seeing that the two of them did not dare to say anything, Zhao Xiaole slowly suppressed his anger. The King of Southern Fujian's refusal to send troops probably was not only due to cowardice.
It is also very possible that he was really afraid of the barbarian army, so he tried to divert the trouble to the east.
Force may not work.
You must let the other party see the benefits.
In one afternoon, Governor Xunyang and many generals were called to the palace, where they first viewed the power of firearms.
Later, he accompanied Zhao Xiaole to discuss the strategy of retreating from the enemy.
"Master Marquis, I have something I don't know whether to say or not!" A general looked at this legendary massacre of people with bloody hands and subconsciously mustered up his courage.
"But it doesn't matter. Here, no matter what you say, you will not be punished." Zhao Xiaole nodded and said.
Several generals have fought against barbarians, so they have first-hand information.
Let them see the firearms first, and then listen to their opinions. It will be of great reference value for the next battle.
The general heard this and breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, Lord Marquis, although this firearm is powerful, from my point of view, it is still difficult to resist the ferocious beast."
"Not only are these beasts good at running around, but when the barbarians attack the city, they are always the first to climb up with the help of ladders, making them invincible to humans."
Hearing this, other people also nodded in agreement.
Zhao Xiaole was silent.
Is this Pixiu really so powerful?
If this is the case, how should we encourage the people below to join the war?
I'm afraid that before I fight with the opponent, I will collapse first as soon as I see the enemy.
"In this case, I want to see such a beast. I still don't believe that there really are things in the world that have no weaknesses!"
Zhao Xiaole said after making up his mind.
The prefect of Xunyang hurriedly advised: "No, if the Marquis makes a mistake, it will easily cause confusion in the morale of the army!"