Military reports like snowflakes continued to fly into Taishan Palace. After Shao Shude reviewed them one by one, he finally couldn't hold himself back.
"If we drag it any further, ice floes will appear on the river, or the pontoon bridge will be damaged." Shao Shude said, "I have been stationed at Taishan Palace for several months, and it is time to go north. Otherwise, there will be no need to patrol the north."
Shao Shude estimated that the people of Qizhou should have long wanted him to get out.
A lot of people are eating and drinking here. Although there are three states of Yun, Pu, and Yan to help, and Luoyang is also transporting materials here through Jishui, the burden of money and food is not very big, but the local specialties are actually in great supply.
In addition, the people of Qizhou were also ordered to cut grass in the wild and provide more than 10,000 bunches of grass every month, which were sent to the livestock fence near Taishan Palace. The saint's family, civil and military officials, and the warriors with straight silver saddles were required to
Eating meat and milk requires a large supply of fodder. The pasture near Taishan Palace alone is obviously not enough, so the people have to trouble themselves.
Finally, don't forget that saints loved hunting.
As soon as he entered the mountains, there were sentries everywhere, and ferocious warriors could be seen everywhere. People could not go into the mountains to cut firewood, hunt, pick, and graze, which invisibly increased the cost of living for many people.
So, hurry up and go and harm the people of Hebei.
"Your Majesty, I wonder if the situation in Xiangwei has been stabilized?" Xiao Yu asked.
He knew that he could not stop the saint.
The saint was a martial artist, and he wanted to cross the river to supervise the battle in person last month. They tried hard to dissuade him, and Xiao Yu even used the opportunity of visiting his daughter to hint that Xiao Xiuyuan would find a way to follow the pillow wind, and then he was able to stop.
Now the situation in Hebei is clear. The Cang, Jing, and De states have recovered one after another. The Youzhou states such as Ying, Mo, Ping, Ying, and Ji are also under the control of Wang Shi. Li Keyong sadly withdrew his troops. Li Cunzhang was defeated for hundreds of miles. Wang
Rong was afraid of asking for peace, and Lu Yanwei was like a lost dog. At this time, the saint wanted to go north, and there was no sufficient reason to stop him.
Shao Shude signaled Li Tangbin with his eyes.
Li Tangbin understood and stood up to report: "The situation in the defensive states of Xingming has been stabilized. Ke Yong has escaped, and the lost city has gradually regained Tiande. The Wuwei Army is attacking the Taihang Mountains, and the rebels no longer dare to go down the mountain. In the direction of Beizhou, the city is under siege.
The Chengde soldiers and horses have given up and returned to Jizhou. In the short term, the thieves no longer have the courage, and it is very safe to go north at this time."
Xiao Qu heard this and said: "In that case, Your Majesty will patrol the north of Cangjing to appease millions of soldiers and civilians in the three prefectures and seventeen counties."
Shao Shude looked at Pei Zhi again.
"I second the proposal." Pei Zhi said immediately.
Also present was Secretary Superintendent Lu Siye, so there was no need to ask for his opinion. He was Shao Shude's shadow, the mouthpiece in the political hall.
"That's very good." Shao Shude smiled and said: "After three days of packing up, we set off northward on October 28th to inspect Hebei. All the princes and concubines, civil and military officials, palace guards, and silver-saddled soldiers should all accompany us. Lu
Sir, you will go to Cangzhou first and prepare everything. Send the decree to the Privy Council, and the Tiande Army Cai Songyang will immediately move east to Dezhou to join me."
"I obey the order." Several people responded in unison.
This arrangement is quite appropriate.
There are about three thousand palace guards in Taishan Palace, who came all the way from Luoyang.
Yin'anzhi has recently expanded to 3,200 people.
Just relying on two armies of more than 6,000 people to protect them doesn't feel safe. What if someone takes the risk?
Cai Songyang was a Yuan Cong of Guanxi and was the leader of the saint's personal soldiers. He was extremely loyal and brave, and he couldn't have done a better job of mobilizing the German army to march eastward.
The plan was settled, and the people around Taishan Palace quickly got busy preparing for the northern patrol.
******
On October 27, Shao Shude summoned the descendants from Hebei, mainly the generals of the Shengsheng Army headed by Li Siben, at Taishan Palace.
Li Siben surrendered with two thousand cavalry, and the troops stayed in Dezhou on the north bank of the Yellow River. He took the main officers across the river. After arriving at Taishan Palace, he was immediately rewarded with many rewards, and everyone was happy.
Especially Li Siben, as the saint's nephew, received the most generous rewards. In addition to a mansion in Luoyang, when he heard that his family had been lost in Jinyang, the saint was very concerned and immediately rewarded him with all the wives and daughters of Wang Qixian, the governor of Texas.
Bed warmer.
Li Siben burst into tears of gratitude and felt deeply that this vote was the right one.
The Li and Shao families have been brothers for many years, why should they fight for life or death? The King of Jin may give Hedong as a betrothal gift, and it would be better for the younger generations of the two families to get married. They are all one family, and they are still worried about not being rich? Even the people below have entered the family.
of steps.
"The last time I saw my nephew was the fifth year of Qianning (898), right?" Shao Shude asked with a smile while sipping the fragrant tea.
"Exactly." Li Siben raised his head and replied: "Our troops crossed the Ji River from Lu County and were defeated by Wang Shi. In that battle, He Huaibao, An Fushun, An Fuqing were killed, An Fuqian, and An Chongjiao.
Mi Zhicheng and other generals were captured, and my nephew was also captured."
After saying that, he lowered his head again.
The woman beside his uncle was so bright and dazzling that he didn't dare to look at her too much.
"Well, five years have passed by..." Shao Shude sighed: "In the past five years, so many soldiers from Hedong died on the battlefield, all in meaningless fighting."
Li Siben felt something in his heart and sighed.
Since this war, Li Cunshi, Li Cunju, and Li Cunhao have all died. A few months ago, he was drinking and drinking tea with the three of them, chatting and laughing. Life is unpredictable, nothing more than this.
"Last time we met, I heard that my nephew has a son and a daughter, and they are both in Jinyang, right?" Shao Shude asked.
"Yes." Li Siben replied.
He didn't know what Shao Shude meant by asking. In fact, when he surrendered, he had already considered the loss of his family.
With the kind of person King Jin is, even if he is furious in his heart, it is unlikely that he will anger his family.
Even if you express your anger, it doesn't matter. Why should a man worry about not having a wife? He is still young and can still marry a wife and have children. It doesn't matter.
"My nephew's family is worried about being left in Jinyang. I feel uneasy." Shao Shude frowned and suddenly shouted: "Pugu Chengen."
"Guan family, my servant is here." Pugu Chengen came over quickly, his eyebrows lowered and his eyes satisfied.
"Go to Jinyang yourself and tell me that I want to exchange five hundred strong horses for my nephew's family," Shao Shude said.
"Your Majesty." Li Siben was shocked, and the general of the army behind him also looked shocked.
Pugu Chengen's face suddenly turned pale. What if he died after going to Jinyang?
However, he reacted very quickly and knew that he could not go against the will of the officials, so he responded on the spot: "I obey the order."
"You can go, it won't be a big deal." Shao Shude glared at Pugu Chengen and said.
"I know this, and I will do my best to handle this matter." Pugu Chengen said repeatedly.
"Your Majesty, nephew..." Li Siben burst into tears.
The generals and generals of the army that captured the students also sighed repeatedly.
Shao Sheng has considered this for them, what else can he say? Just fight to the death, don't worry about anything else, the saint will arrange everything for you.
"You are already responsible for joining me. As an uncle, how can I not think about you? No matter what my sworn brother thinks, I have to give it a try. It's only five hundred horses, how can it compare to the reunion of my nephew's family?
?”
Chongyi Du made more tea for Shao Shude, and it was she who came up with the idea.
While playing on the pillow last night, she suggested: Li Keyong has many adopted sons, and many have outstanding abilities. If the will of these people to resist can be gradually weakened, then a corner of Li Keyong's foundation for controlling Hedong will be missing, which will be very useful for the great cause.
benefit.
The officials accepted her opinion, which made Mrs. Du very happy. She had good relations with the Xiuyuan Xiao family and Chongrong Wei family. She had always disliked the Zhang family, the Chu family, and the Zhu family women from Bianliang.
.The importance of making plans and making achievements this time has obviously become heavier in the hearts of the officials. This is more important than anything else.
"If any of the generals from the east of the river have friends with whom they are friendly, they can also leave a note saying that they have come to surrender. I will not treat them badly." Shao Shude said, "But this matter is not urgent. We will wait until your family returns."
"I obey the order," Li Siben responded.
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On October 28th of the third year of Jianji, Wang Quan and his three thousand Qizhou concubines were busy working non-stop inside and outside Taishan Palace.
When the sage is on his northern tour, he carries a lot of things with him. Especially things for the offices of civil and military officials. I don’t know how many are packed there. There are always hundreds of cars.
The officials left with a pat on their backs, but coolies like them still have to do the packing and shipping work?
Of course, Wang Quan doesn't work.
At this time, he was standing on the mountain, watching the holy driver slowly passing through the pontoon bridge.
"So impressive!" Wang Quan praised.
Golden-armored warriors guarded the splendid chariots, flags and flags, and canopies that covered the sky and the sun, but there were too many vocalists to accompany them and play music.
However, on important occasions, such as when touring Texas, he would still play music when he first entered the city - this was the legendary man who brought his own BGM to the stage.
Next to Wang Shen, a purple-robed Taoist priest was painting with a brush and ink. The content was clearly a scene of the saint crossing the pontoon bridge and patrolling Dezhou in the north.
The Taoist priest's name is Zhang Suqing, a native of Jianzhou. In his early years, he worked as a servant in the mansion of Xiahouzi, the governor of Xichuan in Jiannan. After middle age, he lived in Chang'an and gradually became famous for his painting skills. Emperor Xizong of the former Tang Dynasty was impressed by him and gave him the title "Zhenjun Xiyi"
, and a purple robe.
Zhang Suqing once painted a portrait for Shao Sheng, and his status in Luoyang was very high. Now he is one of the imperial painters.
Saints like to paint to commemorate various important events. Many people know that this is what Zhang Suqing was doing at this time.
"The painting is finished." After a long time, when Wang Quan's neck was sore from reaching for it, Zhang Suqing put down the painting and breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Mountains, rivers, cities, ceremonial guards..." Yang Ningshi walked over, looked at it for a long time, and praised: "The ink colors are overflowing and majestic. It is truly a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation."
Yang Ningshi is the son of Yang She, the minister of the Ministry of War. After passing the Jinshi examination in the New Dynasty, he is now a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy and specializes in writing things for saints, whether they are edicts or other things.
"It's your turn." Zhang Suqing said.
Yang Ningshi was not humble. He dipped his pen in ink and wrote an inscription on the painting: "The king regards Liuhe as his home. Everything is his duty. Everything must be done according to human desires. The Tao nobility comes to the king... In October of the third year of Jianji,
The emperor is lucky to be in Hebei Province and to care for all the Xia in Ning. From then on, it will be far and near and prosper forever."
Zhang Suqing looked at it for a long time and said with a smile: "At this time, it can be called a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation."
