After his father died, Li Cunxu was in a very depressed mood. But after a few months, all kinds of sadness gradually faded away, and he felt bored again.
Especially in recent days, his brother Li Luoluo invited a bunch of monks to his home to perform rituals, which made him even more upset.
"Your father's sins are serious, and you alone cannot do anything about it. It will take the mighty power of the monks from the ten directions..."
"We still need to make offerings to the great virtues of the ten directions."
The monks kept talking, and Li Cunxu was so angry that he almost raised his sword and asked these bald donkeys, "Can your "power of the monks from all directions" be able to withstand my sword?"
But he endured it and quietly walked out of the door, not wanting to suffer from this birdiness again.
People were coming and going on the street, and the peace of the past had returned. Li Cunxu even saw many sergeants wandering around. Judging from their attire, they should all be members of the Tielin Army.
These warriors have a good face, maybe they think they are the conquerors of Jinyang.
The warriors of the Tielin Army were fairly well-behaved. They paid for meals, did not rape women, and did not beat anyone - at least he had not heard of it.
The people in each village were quite afraid at first. After all, in the last years of Qianfu, they were fed up with the chaos of soldiers and horses from various towns in Henan converging on Jinyang. But after a period of contact, they found that the military discipline of these soldiers was still there.
Okay, I spent money lavishly, which immediately eliminated a lot of doubts.
Li Cunxu looked at it for a while and already knew in his heart: Hedong people may have accepted the fact of being occupied.
"Alas!" He entered a restaurant and ordered a few drinks and dishes at random.
I subconsciously touched my waist and realized that it was okay, I had money with me.
The embarrassing thing is that it was given to him by his wife. He currently has no official position and no salary - no, the Prince Consort is also an official. Why hasn't he received his salary yet? There seems to be something wrong.
The restaurant was crowded with people, most of whom had foreign accents. Judging by their attire, they seemed to be followers of envoys from other places.
The "messengers" are officials and should go around. Officials in Hezhai are constantly coming and going all day long, lining up to report to the saint the situation in other states.
If you can't go to He's house, you can also go to An Yuanxin's mansion. Chen Cheng, the deputy minister of Zhongshu, lives there, and it's like a bustling place.
There are rumors that Chen Shilang received as many as a dozen carts of gifts, but it is not known whether they are true or false.
"I heard that Wang Rong died."
"How did you die?"
"Suicide on the way to Jinyang."
"How could this... commit suicide? Is there no one watching over it?"
"Maybe he tacitly allowed him to commit suicide."
"This is really... the last Jiedushi envoy in the North has died. Wang Rong was actually quite senior. He was the same Jiedushi envoy as the saint, and he died just like that..."
"There is no mercy on the battlefield."
The diners chatted non-stop while feasting.
Li Cunxu also picked up the wine glass, paused for a moment, and then drank it all in one gulp, as if he was paying homage to the king.
He doesn't have a bad impression of this person, it can even be said that he has a good impression of him.
Wang Rong himself is also a good person.
Li Kuangwei helped him, and Wang Rong built him a new house in Zhenzhou and sent his concubine to serve him as a father.
The two vassals of Liang and Jin also received a lot of property from him. Everyone disliked boys who scattered wealth.
Later, when Hebei was in chaos, Wang Rong also tried his best to help other vassal towns and fought until the last moment - whether willing or unwilling.
This is life, there is nothing we can do about it.
"Is there only Zhang Wanjin left now?"
"Zhang Wanjin made a miscalculation. He thought that with a rallying cry, everyone in the east of the river would respond, but Shao was too old-fashioned. In the name of mourning, he used his righteousness to suppress people, which made most warriors unwilling to rebel. This kind of mourning is
In five months, no matter how many rebellions there were, they were put down."
"Actually, there are quite a lot of people who responded. Shi Shaoyong, Yang Yuanhan, An Renshu, An Yuanxin, and even a few whose names I can't name, Lan Shi, Zelu, Taiyuan, Shuozhou, they all rebelled, but they still
The forces were a little more isolated, and they were gradually pacified."
"Zhou Dewei got lucky this time. He first killed An Renshu, the governor of Shizhou, and then defeated Shi Shaoyong's rebel army. Now he besieged Zhang Wanjin of Luzhou. With these great achievements, he has a bright future."
"In the past, Jin people praised Zhou Dewei a lot, but now they rebuke him. He also put his old brothers to death for the sake of wealth."
"Here - I would do the same thing if it were me."
"Ha ha!"
Li Cunxu took another sip of wine.
His origin cannot be changed. Even if he is already a prince-in-law, he cannot change the fact that he was born in Hedong. Seeing the Jin people killing each other like this, I naturally feel unhappy.
Zhou Yangwu is actually a kind person, alas.
"If you continue to tease Zhou Dewei, what will you do to him?" A man came in from outside the wine shop, speaking with a Jianghan accent. He glanced around, then walked straight to Li Cunxu and sat down next to him. He turned around and laughed and cursed at the other group of people.
He said: "I just went north from Tianjing Pass. When I passed Luzhou, I saw that the flag on the city wall had been changed."
"What? Luzhou is gone?"
"Zhang Wanjin surrendered?"
"So fast? Could it be that you are appeasing?"
"Luzhou is also a fortified city, and the Huangjia army in front of the hall is not a weak force. How could it be defeated?"
The man smiled, ordered the store to serve him wine and food, and then said: "I heard what I said, so I can't be sure it's true. Zhang Wanjin knew that he would die if he stayed there, so he led his army to break out at night, but was wounded by a stray arrow and fell from his horse.
He was captured and brought before Zhou Dewei. Wan Jin burst into tears and did not beg for mercy, but for a quick death. Dewei drank a cup of wine with him and beheaded him under the city."
"It's as if you saw it in person, isn't it too mysterious?"
"What's so mysterious about this? Someone said that. I'll just listen to it and then tell you."
"It doesn't matter whether he is true or not. But it is indeed impossible for Zhang Wanjin to survive. The saint has not appeased him for so long, so he obviously wants him to die."
"Hey, when I hear what you say, I feel so sad that the rabbit has died and the fox has died. What will happen when Master Wang goes south in the future?"
"If it really doesn't work, wouldn't it be better to resign and stop doing it?"
"How can I afford to support a dozen wives and concubines in my family if I quit my official position?"
"Haha, you are fifty years old, but you still have so many wives and concubines?"
"I'm going to be fifty now, and it's not like..."
"Shut up and drink."
The diners were laughing and joking again, eating large pieces of meat and drinking from large bowls. Compared with Zhenzhou, Luzhou and Jinyang, which had just fallen, they looked like a paradise.
Li Cunxu drank another bowl of wine.
He believed eighty-nine percent of what the man said just now.
Zhang Wanjin is probably dead, and Luzhou has been captured. People north of the Huai River are now speaking with one voice for the first time in 150 years.
In fact, this is normal. The vassal towns have been divided for 150 years, can they still be divided for another 150 years?
Come on! Come on! Come on! Li Cunxu drank the last bowl of wine, walked away, and staggered out of the wine shop.
The man who just sat down looked stunned. But he didn't think much about it and continued eating, drinking and chatting.
His lord Yao Jie went to visit Chen Shilang. Due to matters related to central Guizhou, he would not be back for a while. He had plenty of time to relax.
However, he is really not very optimistic about his lord's mission. If he wants to annex central Guizhou and let Zhao Kuangming be the governor, the court will probably not allow it. Instead of that, it is better to continue to attack Lei Yanwei and Lei Yangong brothers and completely pacify Langzhou.
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The rapid sound of horse hooves sounded on the street.
"Great victory! Luzhou is restored! Great victory! Luzhou is restored!" The knight held up the cloth and shouted loudly.
There was a burst of exclamation in the wine shop, Luzhou had really been conquered!
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In a mansion opposite the wine shop, Ding Hui had just seen off a group of old brothers.
Some of them went to Shaanzhou, some to Puzhou, some to Heyang, some to Henan Prefecture...
Anyway, we are scattered all over the place. I don’t know when we will see each other again.
But this is also a good thing. Becoming a Forbidden Army is better than continuing to be a lonely ghost, right?
It's early August, and the reorganization of the Youguo Army has come to an end.
Ding Hui was very attentive and accompanied the newly arrived generals of the Youguo Army throughout the process, making great efforts. Because of this, the entire adaptation process was very smooth and there were no troubles.
As the tenth Forbidden Army, they will drive north in a few days - Li Keyong's funeral period is about to expire, and the day of burial is not far away. The saint will be escorted by the four armies of Tielin, Yinan, Feilong and Youguo.
Head to Daizhou.
Of course Ding Hui will also follow.
He is Taichang Qing, and this matter was jointly organized by Taichang Temple and Honglu Temple. It is the most important political event in Hedong this year - yes, it is a political event.
"Commander..." Kong Qing was the last to leave. He looked back at him and said, "Is he really going to live in seclusion like this?"
In the view of warriors, becoming an official in the court meant "retreating into seclusion", and there was actually nothing wrong with it.
"It's only a few years to live. Our sons are useless and can't suppress those soldiers, so why bother ourselves?" Ding Hui smiled and said, "Don't think too much. Zhang Wanjin is dead and Luzhou has been restored.
Today there is another news that all the Qiang chiefs in the two prefectures of Die and Dang have surrendered, and the imperial court has established these two new prefectures in Longyou Road. Even the Qiang people are no longer making trouble, so why are we making trouble?"
Not being able to suppress the soldiers below is really the biggest pain point for every leader since the beginning of the hard times.
The heir does not need to know how to manage politics, but he must be able to suppress the martial artist. This is the most important thing.
If you don't know how to manage politics, you can choose political staff and let them help manage civil affairs. But in the military, you can't let others manage it for you.
If I could only choose between administration and martial arts, it would definitely be the latter, without any doubt.
"After the Chinese New Year, we may have to attack the Khitan. If you are determined to serve the court with peace of mind, then show off your strength." Ding Hui warned: "This is one of the few opportunities to gain military glory."
"Khitan? Aren't they attacking Huainan?" Kong Qing was stunned and asked.
"If we don't have enough people, we won't attack Huainan." Ding Hui shook his head and said, "Besides, you don't have to look at the people who are going south. The imperial court did not order the Pinglu Army, the Baoning Army, and the Huainan Army."
The army is fighting. In terms of taking ten thousand steps back, if Gao Siji and Li Cunxian defeat the Huai people and seize cities and territories in Huainan or Jiangxi, they are likely to devour them. The imperial court will not be worried and may order them to fight back."
"That's right." Kong Qing smiled bitterly.
If Li Cunxian led the Baoning Army to occupy most of Jiangxi, what would he do if faced with such a temptation? Kong Qing thought about it for a moment and felt that in that position, he might as well just do nothing and become a governor.
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Liu Jianfeng, Ma Yin and a bunch of lonely ghosts rushed to Hunan and captured two towns. Wouldn't it be wonderful to imitate them and become local emperors behind closed doors?
As for the family members who stay in the north, there is a connection, but it is not absolute. As long as you have enough money and women to provide it, there are still many people who are willing to do it with you. At the worst, you can just lose and run away. Wang Jianzhao can leave from Huai
Running all the way to central Guizhou, what are you afraid of?
"Go back and work hard." Ding Hui patted Kong Qing's shoulder and said.