Zhang Xiaowu snorted coldly, the internal fighting in the Holy Han Dynasty was over. Previously it was a fight between the princelings and Zhang Dang, now it is a fight between the emperor and the generalissimo. I don’t know who will fight with whom in the future after Du Shanbo is gone. Outside.
There are strong enemies and internal struggles, but the people are suffering. He lowered his head and looked at the file carefully, and wondered: "This is suspicious. Shouldn't they have sent it in March? Why did it only arrive in June?"
Xiao Kai said: "I asked the envoys about it, because the trial of the case was relatively complicated, and during the war in Longdu, many officials were implicated and had no officials in the capital, so the trial was not smooth. In addition, I heard that some people spent time in court.
The money was used to avoid exile, and some people spent money to change their identities. Therefore, although there are 8,000 exiled prisoners, some of them are guilty of the crime."
Zhang Xiaowu only found it incredible: "Even those who conspired to rebel could spend money to take the blame. It turns out that having money can make the devil push the mill, and having more money can make the mill push the ghost."
This statement was vivid and interesting. Ruan Qingwen said: "Perhaps it is because Emperor De was too kind and turned a blind eye to this matter."
Zhang Xiaowu asked again why he had not seen Guan Xiang. Xiao Kai said: "After you left, Guan Xiang took the army and the people to resume production. He also established a wooden city caravan specifically to do business with the Central Plains and exchange supplies. At the end of January
A craftsman presented sheepskin boots. Mr. Guan thought that these boots were warm and strong, so they can be worn on
It was comfortable and good-looking on the feet, so he encouraged the cobblers in the city to make leather boots according to this method, and even took the leather boots to Daizhou to sell them. They were very popular among the merchants and nobles of the Central Plains. At this time, he was negotiating with the Murong family in Lianglang City.
The Murong family wants to take over the leather boots business, and Master Guan wants to negotiate a good price."
"He is so good at doing business?" Zhang Xiaowu was overjoyed. This Guan Xiang was indeed a talent. He actually took advantage of the fur in Saibei, especially to make leather boots. He immediately thought of the famous saying before traveling through time: Wenzhou, Zhejiang, Wenzhou, Zhejiang, Jiangnan
The leather factory is closed down! The bastard bastard Huang He boss, eating, drinking, whoring, gambling...
In fact, Hu Sanwan's confidential battalion often used caravans to spy on intelligence, but they were not real caravans. So when Mucheng was in urgent need of various items, Guan Xiang formed a real caravan. Guan Xiang formed a real caravan.
On the one hand, Xiang's caravan was doing business with the Two Wolf Cities, and on the other hand, it was also doing business with the surrounding Tartar tribes, and its tentacles had even reached the Tucheng of the Mohe people.
Zhang Xiaowu laughed endlessly. Guan Xiang has always said that he is incompetent. In fact, many people just put their abilities in places where they should not be displayed. For example, he is not good at either military or political affairs, but he fails to do things for the people.
In reality, of course, Guan Xiang also makes money in private, but anyone can make money, and Zhang Xiaowu did not stop him from making money. After all, a person who can make money and do practical things is better than a person who has high morals but cannot do practical things.
many.
Xiao Kai added: "Master Guan is not only in the leather boots business, because Mucheng lacks spices, salt and iron, most of this caravan is also engaged in the business of buying various spices. In fact, Master Guan was forced to do this, and saw the warmth of spring
When the flowers bloomed, many people were worried about the Inuyi going south, and few caravans were willing to come to Mucheng to do business. Many people from Mucheng also left, and there were about a thousand veterans who returned home. With the permission of the Wolf Guard, they returned through the two wolves.
It’s the Central Plains.”
Zhang Xiaowu smiled and said: "The Wolf Guard refused to acknowledge our return order, why did they admit it now?"
Xiao Kaidao: "The Murong family is now our big business partner, so naturally they will give us some benefits."
Zhang Xiaowu nodded and suddenly said: "Why do I feel that Mucheng is more prosperous than before? There seem to be more people?"
Xiao Kaidao: "After the beginning of spring, spring floods occurred frequently in various parts of the Central Plains, so that the victims had nowhere to go. Some people who had been to the north of the Great Wall fled here with their families."
"The disasters in various parts of the Central Plains are so serious." Zhang Xiaowu was secretly surprised. No wonder the emperor was unwilling to continue fighting. Compared with occupying the northern part of the Great Wall, consolidating the Central Plains was indeed more important.
In the evening, everyone in Mucheng held a banquet to celebrate the success of Zhang Xiaowu and others' trip. Wang Yijin told everyone about the experience of the city lord. Wang Yijin had a lot to say to everyone, but due to the disrespectful actions of some people pretending to be princes, he only
Can one
Half truth and half lie. This Wang Yijin was surrounded by Zhang Xiaowu. Naturally, he praised the danger and bravery of Zhang Xiaowu's trip. Zhang Xiaowu laughed: "I'm not a god. According to you, all ten of my lives are gone."
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"Sir, three hundred cavalry fought against 20,000 cavalry. None of our 300 people were killed or injured. We killed more than 2,000 of them. Is this a lie?" Wang Yijin drank a little too much today and shouted with eyes wide open. Okay.
Guy, after drinking some wine, he dared to question Zhang Xiaowu. Zhang Xiaowu pressed his head and slapped his brain to death. He also said with a smile: "I asked you to talk nonsense, and only two hundred people were killed or injured. By your time, there were thousands."
Li Yuan stood up and raised his glass and said: "My lord, you are the first person to defeat Wuhuan's elite armored cavalry, and you are also the only person in the world."
Zhang Xiaowu let go of Wang Yijin and stopped joking, raised his glass and said: "No, it's not me who defeats the enemy, it's you, me and the three hundred brothers. It's us who defeat the enemy together. This glass of wine is dedicated to the brothers."
Convincing Beiyi and Mohe relied on wisdom and eloquence, and defeating the Wuhuan cavalry relied on strong martial arts and absolute courage. Zhang Xiaowu's legendary experience made those who originally admired him even more admired.
After the three hundred cavalry returned home, they told everyone about the dangers of this battle. Suddenly, the news that the three hundred light cavalry defeated the 20,000 Wuhuan cavalry was widely spread. The ghost general and his army appeared and disappeared, and his reputation gradually increased.
Perhaps because people in the Cold War Age had too few channels for receiving information, most of the people who disseminated information were storytellers in teahouses and restaurants. In order to make the stories vivid, the storytellers would give people random nicknames, such as
Zhang Xiaowu's nickname is Ghost General, Xiao Kai's nickname is One-Eyed Flying General, and Shen Lindong's nickname is Eight-Armed Divine Ape, as if each of these wooden city guards is a mountain king.
What is sad is that out of the 20,000 wounded soldiers and civilians, nearly a hundred died on the road. After they got some rest in Mucheng, more than 200 died the next day.
An old doctor said: "They were exhausted long ago. They walked to Mucheng and returned to their own land. After their wish was fulfilled, they no longer had the will to persevere."
After learning about this incident, Zhang Xiaowu ordered a grand military funeral for them. Tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians buried more than two hundred people on a barren hill southwest of Mucheng. Zhang Xiaowu also had people plant trees on the barren hill, and all the tombstones were
They all face south. Even if they cannot go home, they still have to face the countryside.
Looking at the more than two hundred new graves, Zhang Xiaowu lamented that the war was not over yet, it was just a comma now.