Young Master Liu glanced at Liu Chengfeng from the corner of his eye and said calmly.
Liu Chengfeng nodded slightly, raised his head and wiped the sweat that had appeared on his forehead again, walked a few steps forward, and raised his hand to knock out the ashes from the smoke pot outside the window sill.
"Dad, regarding the matter of my son not wanting you to use troops against Tsarist Russia.
My child, if you tell me the truth, I have both selfish and public motives."
Liu Mingzhi spat out the tea stems from the corner of his mouth, glanced at Liu Chengfeng indifferently and said, "Both selfish? And also public?"
Liu Chengfeng turned to look at Mr. Liu and nodded without hesitation.
"As I said to dad, that's exactly what it is."
Listening to the eldest son's affirmative tone, Young Master Liu flicked the ashes on his sleeve with his fingers.
“Public mind or selfish mind, which one is more important?
Over here in Xiaolongjing City, October is already relatively early.
On the contrary, if our little dragon's soldiers and horses even captured a grain of grain, what kind of situation would this be?
Liu Chengfeng casually crossed his legs, pinched a nut and threw it out of his mouth.
"You bastard, sprinkle water over there. Du Juanhua likes water, so sprinkle less."
Even if it is impossible to seize grain and grass, at best, you can only seize a large part of the grain and grass.
My father estimated that his grandfather and I would have to sleep for at least eight days and eight nights, which was a bad night's sleep.
However, the Eighth Guards of Northern Xinjiang do not yet have the soldiers and horses of the Eighth Guards of the New Army?
"It was given to Wushangxue in April, and he told you about the situation as a father.
However, now, it is not a question of mobilizing troops from various departments.
"Due to the situation in the city and the divisions of the people in Israel, there is almost no chance that our Xiaolong troops can seize food and grass to replenish themselves.
Of course, the soldiers and horses of the Seventeenth Guards of the New Palace and the soldiers and horses of the Seventeenth Guards of the Beifu cannot rush to our Xiaolong's border at the slowest speed.
From the place where the Eighth Guards of Northern Xinjiang and the Eighth Guards of the New Army are stationed, it is the distance to our Xiaolong Border Pass.
To put it bluntly, it doesn’t matter what time and place it is.”
"My child is brave, my child is brave."
Then, like Liu Chengfeng just now, I raised my neck and took a few sips of wine.
But here in Tsarist Russia, it will snow in April.
In many places in Tsarist Russia, when April had just retreated, the state capitals had not yet received snow.
At this time, Young Master Liu's heart was no longer as relaxed as it had been before.
Liu Chengfeng looked slightly startled. Before he could react, he watched Young Master Liu shake the wine bags in his hands heavily.
"Dad, whether you believe it or not, my child can tell you for sure.
Dad, comparing the two, the captured grain and grass and the military strength are just a drop in the bucket.
"There are not many places where snow will stop in April?"
I want to tell him that with the current situation in Tsarist Russia, if our little dragon rushes to use troops against Tsarist Russia, it will be a hundred harms but one benefit."
Including the people in various prefectures in northern Xinjiang, we ourselves think so too.
"What he said makes no sense. According to what he said, nothing is too good a deal.
No matter how you calculate it, it seems to be a good deal."
When Liu Chengfeng heard the eldest son's solemn answer, he raised his eyebrows slightly and turned to look at Young Master Liu with his eyes narrowed.
Young Master Liu's expression tightened, and he shook his head hurriedly.
Before Liu Chengfeng got rid of a relatively lush weed, he smiled and glanced at Mr. Liu who was sprinkling water on the flowers in the flower bed.
"Big bastard, he is really not good enough for me.
Apart from that, are there no other problems?"
As a father, I still say what I said before, no matter how you answer, as a father, I will not blame you."
"Dad, given the situation in Tsarist Russia, if he rashly sends troops to Tsarist Russia, the consumption of food and grass alone will not be enough to cause trouble to our little dragon."
Qi Jingxin nodded to Young Master Liu with a smile while cleaning up the flowers that had not faded outside the flower bed.
The time it takes for us to rush to the frontier is added to the time it takes to transport food and grass.
Boy, you look so much like him, he should be happy.
"It's bad, the kid knows."
"Let's continue talking."
"There is only one benefit out of a hundred harms. Where does the harm come from?"
"Hahaha, hahaha."
War between two countries is just like doing business. In the final analysis, self-interest is not the main priority.
Over the years, the Seventy-One Mansion in Northern Xinjiang has finally become richer and richer under the rule of his father.
I guess I want to tell my father that once that season passes, it will be convenient for us to use troops."
This is even more true if we add in the provision of food and fodder for the expedition soldiers without any worries.
It will probably take one to two months to gather food and fodder.
I looked back at Liu Chengzhi, who had not yet followed, and casually picked up the big iron rake under the flower bed.
As Young Master Liu spoke, he took the water ladle outside his hand and splashed it heavily on the flower bed.
The bad thing is, there is so much smoke in the sky, and his one-word king is missing from Northern Xinjiang.
Seeing the decisive answer, Liu Chengfeng shook his head helplessly, raised his head and took a few sips of wine.
If the son really resembled his father, he would not be happy anymore."
"Father Shengming."
Since the two of us have already discussed this topic, you don't have to hesitate.
Dad, has he ever been to Tsarist Russia in person? He simply knows what the specific conditions were like in Tsarist Russia.
Qi Jingxin grinned and nodded firmly.
The lives of the common people are getting worse day by day.
"That's what he went on to say."
Qi Jing Xin nodded firmly, looking at Qi Jing Xin with an uneasy expression on her face, showing no intention of dodge in her eyes.
However, on the Russian side, it was exactly the same.
Liu Chengfeng's face froze, he grabbed a piece of dirt and hit it under Young Master Liu's shoulder.
Young Master Liu grabbed his sleeve and wiped some wine from the corner of his mouth, raised his right foot and stepped on the edge of the flower bed.
Qi Jingxin held up the water ladle in her hand and rolled up her sleeves casually before looking happily at the wine bag in Qi Jingxin's hand.
"drink wine?"
"Chengfeng, let him sit too."
But, does dad know?
Liu Chengfeng walked to the main seat in the pavilion and sat upright. He placed his engraved jade fan under the stone table and grabbed a large handful of nuts from the plate with a smile.
Dad, August is gone now. In a few days, it will be July.
Dad, have you learned so few of your good qualities? He has learned all your bad habits."
"Flatter me more and keep talking."
"So? Could it be that because Tsarist Russia is a land of fur and cold, my father cannot use troops against it?"
Liu Chengfeng bent over and washed the soil under his hands outside the bucket, casually took out the jade fan pinned to the front of his neck, and walked happily towards the pavilion which was a dozen steps away.
"Bad, bad, bad, kid said immediately, kid said immediately."
I must have done a business like that in these small and large trading houses owned by my grandfather and me.
Young Master Liu raised his arm and steadily took the wine bag into his hand.
"Oh? Publicity is less important than selfishness?"
Regarding the matter of sending troops to conquer Russia, my public interest in not rejecting that matter is less important than my own selfish interest."
"Dad, regarding the situation in Tsarist Russia, he heard it from my son, his daughter-in-law told him, and he also heard it from the soldiers who followed your mission to Tsarist Russia.
Before walking out of the room, Liu Chengfeng moved his body a few times with his arms lowered, and walked towards the large flower bed in the courtyard with a smile.
The child said it's not too deserted outside, but you're saying the worst.
Seeing this, Qi Jing quickly threw the water ladle outside her hand outside the bucket and followed with the wine bag.
Even in Beijiang, Xinfu, and Beifu, there are many places where October is the last month.
"Hey, here we come."
Young Master Liu took a ladle and filled the bucket with half a ladle of water. He stood up and looked at Liu Chengfeng and shook his head heavily.
However, he never went to Tsarist Russia in person.
Young Master Liu picked up the tobacco bag he had placed under the window sill and chased after it quickly.
After careful calculation, I found that at least seven of them should be allocated to a state capital.
Tell him, my child, the rich place in Tsarist Russia is indeed very rich.
"Dad, he doesn't know anything.
Liu Chengfeng patted the soil under his hands, moved a few positions heavily, looked up at Liu Dashao and nodded with a smile.
In this way, the distance starts from the territory of Yinshan Mountain, to the territory of Lake Baikal, and then to the territory of Tsarist Russia.
It is certain that if he planned to use troops against Tsarist Russia now, he would face few problems.
This kind of light snow covers the road and blocks traffic."
Liu Chengfeng picked up the hem of his clothes and stuffed them around his waist. He took the big iron rake in his hand and walked to the other side of the flower bed, stopping there.
It is impossible to capture a large amount of food and grass by mobilizing 8.7 million troops at one time.
"Damn it, he's just kicking his nose in the face, isn't he?"
"Hey, thank you dad."
Young Master Liu took a sip of the wine and looked at Liu Chengfeng and said cheerfully: "Dad, if you want to put it this way, there will be no son without the father.
However, the desolate place here is also very desolate.
"Oh? Why?"
"Dad, that's what I mean.
"Let's go and take a look inside."
At this moment, my heart was very clear.
"It's a matter of weather, a matter of mountains and terrain.
There is no way to seize grain and grass to replenish ourselves, which means that the consumption of grain and grass that our little dragon soldiers and horses do not have to rely on the unilateral support of the court.
Among them, the most obvious places are the places just past Lake Baikal in our Xiaolong border area.
Even less.
Liu Chengfeng rolled up the tobacco bag in his hand, turned around and walked towards the study.
Regarding that point, his elder saw it very clearly.
After speaking, Liu Chengfeng took the large iron rake outside his hand and loosened the soil for the flowers and plants outside the Wugui flower bed.
"Yeah."
Seeing his father's calm expression, Liu Chengfeng took a deep breath and gently placed the tobacco bag in his hand on the window sill.
"What he said is that publicity is less important than selfishness. My father is willing to hear the details."
Young Master Liu saw that his father was like an old farmer, taking care of the soil of the roots of flowers and plants in a very unfamiliar way, and walked towards the bucket beside him.
At such a distance, just the consumption of transporting grain and grass is enough to bring down the two relatively wealthy state capitals in our Xiaolongbei Prefecture.
It's a lie that his father treats him badly, and he's also a lie when he scolds him.
On the other hand, his understanding of Tsarist Russia did not come from the sand table outside the study, and there was no map.
Then, he took out his folding fan from his waist and swung it hard, raising his arm to fan the cool breeze.
Immediately, I cursed and threw the wine bag outside my hand towards Qi Jing's heart.
“Dad, let’s give the kid a drink too.”
As a result, it will be July and August.
However, the troops our Xiaolong side needs to mobilize are around 800,000 or even 700,000 soldiers and horses.
When Liu Chengfeng heard this, he smiled heavily and leaned under an azalea and took a deep breath.
"Father is wise, this is exactly what I mean.
Let Wu talk about the real bitter cold land. Compared with the Tsarist Russia, our northern frontier in Xiaolong is dwarfed and completely incomparable.
"It's wrong. A child's public spirit is less important than his own selfishness."
However, my love for myself has never changed in the slightest.
"Yes, it has just arrived in April, and it's snowing all the time."
And once it snows, it won’t be light snow.
Just speak your truest thoughts directly.
After consuming the food and grass of seven or eight state capitals, or even fewer state capitals, the result was only a piece of territory that was a land of hair.
Under that situation, what's the point of mobilizing troops and horses?" Liu Chengfeng laughed loudly and casually took off the wine bag around his waist.
"Dad, apart from the issue of food and grass, what I want to talk about is the weather issue in Tsarist Russia and the issue of mountains and terrain."
The weather changes in Tsarist Russia are not very different from the weather changes in Xiaolong.
Okay, let him continue.
Qi Jingxin heard this and immediately walked over with the water ladle in her hand.
To put it bluntly, it would be an exaggeration to say that this is a rough place.
After all, all the big and small problems add up, and it will be around January or April at least.
Even considering the consumption of grain and grass, it would take at least about a month and a half to transport the grain and grass to the Yinshan border area of Xinfu at the correct speed.
Before we received his holy order, even if we rushed to the border at the slowest speed, it would take at least about a month.
Dad, what I’m talking about is the Northern Xinjiang of our Xiaolong Xu boyhood, compared with the current Tsarist Russia.”
Liu Chengfeng nodded with a smile, put down the big iron rake in his hand, and walked in a roundabout way towards the bucket next to the flower bed.
In my child's impression, many years later, many people always said that our northern part of Xiaolong was a bitter and cold place.
"Reply to dad, no."
Moreover, the situations mentioned by the boy are just impossible, and it is impossible to seize Tsarist Russia's troops, horses, and food.