Today's Governor's Mansion has become the place where Yunyang and other generals work.
Yunyang was holding a volume of military literature and reading it carefully. Wan Mingliang, Nangong Ye, Zhang Kuang and others were rushing towards Yunyang's temporary residence holding a letter.
"The commander-in-chief, the deputy commander-in-chief, the general and the governor, please see me."
Yunyang put down the military book in his hand and looked out the door: "Please!"
"Got the order!"
"Let's see the commander-in-chief."
Yunyang folded the pages of the military book and walked out of the desk holding the weapon at his waist.
"But the imperial court has sent a letter?"
"Exactly, please take a look, Commander-in-Chief."
Yunyang took the letter, took out the letter paper and read it. After a while, Yunyang handed the letter to Wan Mingliang and the others with a complicated look on his face.
"After the Jin Kingdom was pacified, King Bingjian received the battle report and reported to the imperial court to move the people to settle in the Jin Kingdom.
The Ministry of Household Affairs is working on this matter, but the people seem unwilling to move north. It is difficult to convince three million people with the generous profits and generous policies. However, it snows and the roads are difficult to travel, so the people have to move north.
Put it on hold for now.
However, King Bingjian once again wrote to His Majesty, hoping to use my temporarily rested Northern Expedition army as a guide to open roads through mountains and build bridges across rivers to guide the people to move north.
Since our Northern Expedition army came out of the pass, although we attacked the city and conquered the Kingdom of Jin, we have always adhered to our duty and never violated the common people of the Kingdom of Jin.
Nowadays, the winter wheat in the Kingdom of Jin is growing well. King Bingjian does not want to waste the abundant grain in the national treasury. He hopes that the court will move the people to cook it in time, so that there will be a bumper harvest next year.
We can also use local materials to supplement the food and fodder of our Northern Expedition army and ensure that our army has no worries after conquering the Turks.
After discussing with the Manchu ministers, His Majesty agreed with the King's advice and ordered our Northern Expedition army to send troops all the way to guide the people to move north.
What do you think?"
Nangong Ye and the others gathered together and circulated the letters in their hands one by one.
The content of the letter is very similar to what Yunyang said, and there is no difference in meaning.
"I think this plan is feasible. Now the seedlings in the fields belong to us. We still have to deploy troops and plan. There is no time for management and harvesting. It would be a pity to let them go barren."
"The general seconded the suggestion. Now that the front is getting longer and longer, we only rely on the imperial court to replenish food and grass. Once it hits the rainy season, things will easily go wrong. As long as the people manage these seedlings for the next year's bumper harvest, my Northern Expedition army can prepare food and grass on the spot.
It saves a lot of time in transporting it to the military."
"Second the proposal, the King who stands side by side has a far-sighted vision."
"Second, there is no other good solution."
"We all agree with the king's advice."
Seeing that everyone present agreed with the content on the letter, Yun Yang couldn't say anything else.
After Wan Mingliang returned the letter to Yunyang, he immediately sighed.
"With this loyal minister, why worry about the uncertainty of the world!"
Of course, there is no need to say clearly who the loyal minister in the words refers to.
Everyone was silent, with different expressions.
The rumors about the second emperor in the capital could not help but come to mind, and I felt a little confused.
As far as Dalong is concerned, he is loyal to the three emperors who assisted him, and none other than Liu Mingzhi, the king alongside him in the world.
Everyone is well aware of the relationship between King Bingjian and Empress Jin.
However, after the Jin Kingdom was pacified, King Bingjian immediately began to coordinate the affairs after the imperial court unified the world.
Involuntarily, everyone thought of the eight characters "die with all your heart".
Although the rumors about the Second Emperor were calm on the surface in the capital, there was indeed an undercurrent surging in private.
Almost everyone has discussed whether King Bingjian is indeed too high and powerful, especially if he acts too domineeringly.
Nowadays, looking around the world, everyone can say that Liu Mingzhi, who holds the throne next to him and holds a high position of power, has a disloyal heart.
Only His Majesty is not qualified to say this.
To the court, what King Bingjian did was considered to be the most benevolent and righteous act.
"Commander Wan!"
"The end is here!"
"You have full authority over the deployment of troops and horses!"
"The last general takes orders."
"Nangong Ye!"
"The end is here!"
Yunyang took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Nangong Ye: "Quickly pass the letter to the court."
"Is it possible to turn around and copy by the King's Hands?"
"No need, it goes directly to His Majesty. The matters in the letter can only be implemented with His Majesty's consent. If one more person knows, the risk of leaking the secret will increase."
Nangong Ye was stunned for a moment, then silently put away the letter.
"You will finally understand!"
"Let's all go back first. Although there is no fighting at the moment due to the heavy snow, the training of troops and horses in preparation for war cannot be delayed.
There is still a tough battle waiting for us in the coming spring. The closer we get to the last minute, the more cautious we must be.
Negligence can kill you."
"Got the order!"
Everyone exited Yunyang's study, and Nangong Ye did not dare to delay at all, and personally sent the letter in his hand to the capital.
On the tenth day of November in the second year of Yongping, it still snowed heavily.
The war has been put on hold, and the Spring Festival is approaching again.
Song Qing, who had lived in Bingbian Palace for half a year, also said goodbye to Liu Mingzhi and returned to the capital.
Liu Mingzhi's study also became empty.
Except for Ren Qingrui's occasional involvement, Liu Mingzhi was left alone in the study on weekdays, handling various government affairs.
Qi Ya walked towards the study carrying multiple plates of delicious fish soup cooked by the beautiful woman herself.
"Husband, can I come in?"
"Sister Ya, come in!"
Qi Ya pushed the door open and walked in. What she saw was Liu Mingzhi sitting by the stove, holding a book and reading quietly.
"Husband, I have stewed a bowl of fish soup for you. How do you like it?"
Liu Mingzhi put down the book in his hand, stood up and stretched, then turned to look at Qi Ya.
“It’s freezing cold here, so it’s a lot of work to get a fresh fish!”
Qi Ya put down the tray in her hand and looked at her husband's slightly withered and sallow face, her beautiful eyes filled with distress.
Since my husband returned from home a few months ago, his health has been deteriorating, and he has become more and more like a haggard, terminally ill patient.
The sisters tried every means, but the doctor changed several times. Instead of getting better, the husband's condition became more serious.
When I asked my husband if he felt uncomfortable, he always said it was okay.
But if it is really helpless, why does the disease not get better at all?
Raising her jade hand to caress her husband's dull cheek, Qi Ya's eyes gradually condensed with mist.
"Husband, are you really okay? Your appearance makes me really scared."
Liu Mingzhi gently grasped Qi Ya's wrist: "It's okay, you don't have to worry. My husband has already sent a letter to the old man in the capital, asking him to send Sai Huatuo to come and give me a good diagnosis and treatment."
"You always say it's okay, but your energy and energy are now......"
"Maybe it's because of the weather. Let's not talk about this anymore. Let me see if your skills have improved."
Qi Ya sighed quietly, turned around and picked up the fish soup on the tray beside her. Avoiding Liu Mingzhi's attempt to take it, she personally held the spoon and put the fish soup into her husband's somewhat dry mouth.
Unable to resist the beauty's persistence, Liu Mingzhi had no choice but to sit down, hold the book in his hands and read through it, letting Qi Ya serve her attentively.