Chapter three hundred and sixty first beam jumping clown
Time flies by like a white horse.
Since the last conversation with Li Ke, His Highness the King of Wu's motivation has suddenly weakened a lot due to a shock or something else.
Li Ke's idleness made Yang Fan very depressed, because this guy always came to him whenever he had something to do.
In order to avoid this annoying guy, and not to want to be attacked every day, Yang Fan had no choice but to find something to do on the pretext of checking and filling in the gaps in the strategies he proposed.
War is a collision of blood and fire.
Knocking on the door with force can only conquer the body of others at most, and it will reappear once the time comes.
But after the war, economic manipulation and cultural invasion are the ultimate weapons to kill people without blood, which can destroy a country and destroy a nation invisibly.
Culture and capital can destroy everything and completely conquer a nation. This is the result that later generations have spent more than a thousand years demonstrating. Therefore, every step must be taken very carefully.
After Yang Fan publicized various policies, he immediately gained support from various tribes in Tubo.
In their view, when the Tubo people govern the Tubo people, they are still the main ones, and their rights are not deprived.
On the contrary, the various welfare policies of the Tang Dynasty allowed them to enjoy a more prosperous life, so all tribes patted their chests and guaranteed their absolute cooperation.
Only when they fell into the abyss and could no longer struggle, they discovered that the original things had been subtly changed.
Of course, this is not an evil invasion by Yang Fan, but a spread of civilization, but this method is about eradicating one's roots and forgetting one's ancestors...
Don't talk about cruelty, and don't talk about benevolence and morality. This is the law of the jungle where the jungle prevails, and even humans must follow it.
But for Tubo, who lived in a slave society, it was a supreme gift.
More than half a month has passed, and the temperature difference between day and night has become larger and larger. Yang Fan has also been tortured by this huge change in temperature.
As night fell, Yang Fan was soaking his feet comfortably in the handsome tent, easing the coldness in his body.
Counting the days, the new governor should be arriving soon, right?
At this moment, the tent door was gently opened, and Su Dingxiang looked inside before walking in.
Yang Fan opened his eyes and saw Su Dingfang walking lightly. He couldn't help laughing and scolding: "What are you doing in such a sneaky way? Apart from you bunch of stinky big feet, don't you think I can hide my beauty in a golden house?"
Su Dingfang chuckled, obviously his thoughts were seen through.
However, although we know that there is no woman in the tent, who knows what the Lord is doing?
If you catch your boss using the fifth girl, wouldn't it mean that your official career will be bleak, your future will be worrying, and you have to be cautious to sail a boat that lasts forever.
Of course, Su Dingfang did not forget about the business, and said with a cupped hand: "General Qi, a messenger has just been sent to report that the governor who is coming to take over will arrive at Luoche City early tomorrow morning."
When he said this, Su Ding looked happy. No one was willing to stay in this bitter cold place for a long time.
The arrival of the person who came to take over means that Yang Fan's troops can retire and return to Guanzhong.
More importantly, the merits of this expedition to Tibet are not small, and he will definitely receive a large reward.
Being able to have a wife and a son is the goal that everyone strives for.
Yang Fan was not surprised, and even felt that the successor had arrived a little late. Apparently, the DPRK and China had gone through a lot of turmoil over the selection of the candidate, which was why it had been delayed for so long.
You must know that more than twenty days have passed since the last imperial edict came.
As the New Year's Eve is getting closer, Yang Fan is of course anxious.
However, I was a little curious about the new governor, so I couldn't help but ask: "Do you know who the first governor is?"
Yang Fan was most worried about the imperial court sending a mediocre person. Although Tubo seemed stable, if it could not deter those who harbored disloyal intentions, it would definitely turn Tubo into a mess.
As a result, the strategy you devised will not be effective and will not achieve the effect of boiling a frog in warm water.
Su Dingfang quickly replied: "According to reports, the new governor is Li Daozong, the king of Jiangxia County."
"Li Daozong?" Yang Fan frowned, a little surprised.
Could it be that this boss was really kicked off by Li Shimin? But he is a very good candidate!
…
In October, winter has entered Luoche City.
At this time, the cold wind was howling, the green grass had turned yellow, and the dewdrops on it were obviously frozen by the hoarfrost.
Yang Fan was standing at the city gate with a group of officials. After all, Li Daozong was not only an elder, but also the top leader of the Southwest Protectorate. He had to save face no matter what.
"The sun is coming out, hey, the pleasant goat is coming out, hey..."
Looking at the newly yellowed sky, it was obvious that the sun was coming out soon, and Yang Fan was in a very good mood.
As long as the job is handed over, he can return to Chang'an. How could he not be excited?
Hearing such a weird tune, Xi Junmai approached Wang Xiaojie and asked in a low voice: "Captain, what tune is the Marquis singing?"
Wang Xiaojie's eyes widened and he scolded: "Boy, there are many songs you haven't heard before. Pay attention to your surroundings."
It was also the first time for Wang Xiaojie to hear Yang Fan sing this kind of music. How could he have known about it?
As the captain, wouldn’t it be very shameful if I said I had never heard of it?
"The captain doesn't know, either? Mr. Hou knows a lot, but this song is really nice." Xi Junmai was not afraid at all, but murmured.
Although Wang Xiaojie is the leader of the personal guards, all the personal guards under him are as fierce as tigers.
Ever since Xi Junmai was recruited by Yang Fan from Niu Jinda's forward camp, he has been training with the guards. The relationship between the two is quite good.
More importantly, Wang Xiaojie admired the smart boy Xi Junmai, and even more admired the fierceness in him.
In Xi Junmai's slightly childish face, Wang Xiaojie saw his former self. In addition, since the two were similar in age, Wang Xiaojie had always taken good care of him.
Of course, there is also the aspect that Yang Fan is very optimistic about Xi Jun's purchase. After all, his own prince has never missed it.
While the two were talking, a group of people came rushing towards the end of the official road ahead!
Seeing this, Yang Fan lifted the reins and led a group of people towards the team.
After the two groups of men and horses met, Yang Fan dismounted first and walked to greet them as a sign of respect.
There is no need to be disrespectful. After all, Li Daozong is an elder and the first governor of the Southwest Protectorate. His support or not is directly related to the success or failure of Yang Fan's policy towards Tufan.
The other party's carriage stopped, and a minister in purple official robes jumped out of a luxurious carriage and strode forward to greet him. It was Li Daozong.
Just as he was about to greet him, a burst of hearty laughter came:
"Haha, my wise nephew is indeed a heroic young man. This time he defeated Tubo. This is a great achievement. I am really happy for you."
From afar, Li Daozong gave Yang Fan a tall hat. Of course, this is also true.
Moreover, he did not address Yang Fan by his official title, but called him "nephew", which was obviously an attempt to bring the two of them closer together.
Of course, the relationship between Yang Fan and Li Jinghuan is not wrong at all by Li Daozong, and they even appear to be much closer.
"My uncle is too praised. I don't dare to take it seriously. It's just a fluke." Yang Fan responded quickly to Li Daozong's closeness with a slight smile.
Yang Fan was not trying to curry favor with him. Although Li Daozong wore a purple robe, was in the second rank, and could be regarded as a feudal official, Yang Fan was not envious of him.
After all, he has the power to destroy the country. As long as he returns to Chang'an, it will be easy to get a purple official uniform, not to mention he is still young.
Li Daozong strode forward, held Yang Fan's hand, and said with a chuckle: "If you can't be a loyal and righteous prince, then the whole Tang Dynasty is full of mediocrity. It was my wise nephew who destroyed Tubo that allowed me to escape prison so quickly.
Damn it, I have to thank you so much!"
Well?
Yang Fan was a little stunned. During the half year since he went on the expedition, could it be that Li Daozong was really imprisoned like in the original history?
However, he said modestly: "Your Majesty, you are too polite. I and Jing Huan are brothers and sisters. Isn't it a shameful thing for Your Majesty to say this?"
"Okay, okay... I am rude, but Marquis Zhongyi is really talented, so why should he be humble? You should give more advice to that boy Jing Huan in the future..." Li Daozong patted the back of Yang Fan's hand and said happily.
Yang Fan was about to reply when he saw a man standing behind Li Daozong and suddenly said: "We have traveled a long way and come all the way, but Marquis Zhongyi has been reminiscing about the past. Where did he put us? It's really rude."
Seeing someone looking for trouble, the smile on Li Daozong's face suddenly froze. There was a hint of anger in his eyes, but it did not show up.
After all, this guy is the general personally designated by His Majesty to help him maintain the stability of Tubo.
Li Daozong knew him, but Yang Fan didn't care where you came from. His face suddenly darkened.
Looking around, he saw a general in armor glaring at him.
After taking a look, it was a pity that Yang Fan didn't know this guy.
I thought in my heart, this man must be sick, and he has too little eyesight. I didn’t see the superiors being polite to me. How dare you, a little captain, be so rude?
Besides, you can interrupt me casually and I'm not even angry yet. Why are you staring so big?
He didn’t sleep with his wife!
With a gloomy face, Yang Fan asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
I have some doubts in my heart, does this person have a grudge against me?
The young captain raised the hilt of his sword and said proudly: "This is the captain Gongsunjie who has been appointed by His Majesty to maintain the stability of Tubo!"
Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, held his breath and said, "Sorry, I haven't heard of it."
What are you kidding about? How dare a school lieutenant be such a dick?
Gongsun Festival?
Who the hell knows where you came from?
Gongsunjie suddenly turned red and furious: "Zhang Liang, Duke of Ying, is my adoptive father. Now you know it."
Yang Fan was slightly startled. It was Zhang Liang's adopted son again. Zhang Liang had so many adopted sons.
However, even if Zhang Liang, the Duke of Ying, came to Yang Fan in person, Yang Fan would not show any pretense, let alone a little adopted son.
He cast a sidelong glance at this guy and said disdainfully: "The Duke of Ying doesn't even dare to talk to me like this. Who do you think you are?"
Gongsunjie looked angry. If looks could kill, Yang Fan would have died hundreds of times.
The reason why he dared to openly provoke Yang Fan was that he relied on the emperor's orders, and it was expected that Yang Fan would not dare to do anything to him.
Now that Yang Fan is insulting Zhang Liang, in his opinion, this is Yang Fan's naked contempt for Zhang Liang, Duke of Ying.
Staring at Yang Fan angrily, Gongsunjie gritted his teeth and said, "Marquis Zhongyi still remembers my younger brother Zhang Shenji!"
The raging anger in his eyes seemed to be about to burst out and burn Yang Fan to the point of leaving no trace of his body.
Yang Fan couldn't turn around for a while.
It's simply baffling. Is this man mentally ill?
I don’t even know who you are, how can I know your brother Zhang Shenji?
Just as he was about to speak, his sleeve was pulled by Wang Xiaojie behind him, and he came closer and whispered: "The Zhang Shenji he was talking about was the guy who was beheaded by the adults in the city a few days ago."
"Oh!" Yang Fan suddenly realized and blurted out: "It turns out to be that dead ghost. That guy's bones may have been eaten up by wild dogs now."
Feelings: Gongsunjie wanted to avenge his younger brother, no wonder he felt so much hatred when he saw him.
But this is just a clown, and there is no need to go to war.
Yang Fan narrowed his eyes as he glanced at Gongsun Jie, who was staring at him, wishing he could pounce on him and bite him to death.
This guy obviously has a hard time with me, and he has an impulsive personality. If he stays in Tubo, he may be a hindrance to his plans.
But this guy was appointed by His Majesty Li Er after all. Do you want to kill him?
However, even if I wanted to, I couldn't do it so blatantly, and it seemed I had to find a reason.
Deal with him later.
Too lazy to pay attention to this guy anymore, Yang Fan turned to Li Daozong and said: "Your Majesty, you have worked hard all the way. Let's go to the city to take a rest. I will introduce you to the situation in Tubo later."
"Thank you!" Li Daozong said with his fists clasped, and followed Yang Fan into the city.
…
At noon, a grand welcome banquet was prepared in Luoche City to welcome Li Daozong and his party in the palace.
Not only were all the officials and pro-Tang people from Luoche City present, but the leaders of various tribes also came in person, which shows that Tibet attached great importance to the newly established Southwest Protectorate.
Not surprisingly, from now on, there will never be hunger in Tubo. This is the beautiful vision Yang Fan promised them.
Nowadays, the Tang Dynasty specially sent ministers to station here. This shows that the Tang Dynasty still attaches great importance to Tubo.
Judging from Datang's close ties to neighboring countries in the past, the treatment was still very good.
For example, Tuyuhun was defeated by the Tang Dynasty. The Tang Dynasty did not destroy the country, but even married a princess to make peace.
Nowadays, the Tang Dynasty sent a prince to Tubo to control it. If he didn’t come to curry favor now, then when would he wait?
Of course, the governor-general of the county will be his direct boss in the future and needs to be cured, but even if Yang Fan is about to return to Chang'an, no one will dare to act like he is leaving.
Whether a workshop or a trading center is to be established, it will bring huge profits to Tubo. There is no doubt about this.
What if you offend Yang Fan and they don't let you play? So, an interesting scene appeared at the banquet.
These Tibetan nobles and merchants presented Li Daozong with various rare treasures as greeting gifts and toasted him from time to time.
The other side was even more respectful and respectful to Yang Fan, treating him like a god, fearing any slightest hint of neglect or indolence.
After all, this man is not only the God of War, but also the God of Wealth who brings them a better life.
Li Daozong was a man of both civil and military skills and had extraordinary knowledge. Of course he could see more deeply, so he would not be jealous of these people's fawning over Yang Fan.
Seeing Yang Fan talking and laughing freely among the crowd, Li Daozong couldn't help but feel secretly.
Gold will always sparkle even if it is buried in the soil.
Who could have expected that Bang Chui, who once dominated Chang'an, would have such impressive growth?
Who dares to imagine that one person can destroy a country?
Could it be that the more naughty a child is, the more promising he is? Thinking of his own child, he smiled happily. Being able to make friends with Yang Fan may be the luckiest thing for his son.
However, seeing the same situation in Gongsunjie's eyes, he became more envious, jealous, and resentful.
Why did this guy kill his own brother with a knife and yet still thrive.
Why don't neither His Majesty nor Hou Junji deal with this guy's arrogance?
Gongsunjie gritted his teeth, followed Yang Fan's figure with his eyes, and clenched his fists tightly, determined to make this kid look good.