Late Tang Dynasty Floating Life

Chapter 1526 Teacher and Heichengzi
Zhu Jin walked across the avenue with her head held high, receiving the attention and cheers of the common people.

The people of Chang'an need a little "positive energy" stimulation, and now this ceremony of presenting prisoners hits their sweet spot, and many people can't help cheering.

People in the capital, it doesn't matter which imperial court you are on, I just need to continue to be a honorable citizen at the feet of the emperor, and it doesn't affect my cheering for every victory in a foreign war.

At least, the honor brought by the prisoner is real, and it can be used as a talking point for a long time to come.

At least, the seized property is real, some will be sold in the capital, and the valuation is not high, so you can try to get it.

At least, after the martial arts masters took the rewards, they were going to spend a lot of money again, and they could get a share of it.

You see, there are so many benefits, this cheer is really from the heart, it doesn't matter who you are in the capital!

For the first time, Zhu Jin felt something different.

In the past, he could win battles with Zhu Quanzhong occasionally, but after returning to Yanzhou, all he faced was a lifeless scene.Even if some elders came out of the city to greet them, no matter how they looked at them, they all looked like they were forced to smile.Yes, many battles were lost, tens of thousands of troops were lost, and occasionally one was won, but only a few thousand enemies were killed. Is this kind of victory interesting?

Still happy now!

Tens of thousands of kings, with a large group of shepherds on the wall, smashed the soldiers and horses squeezed out by the Uyghurs, captured nearly ten thousand, and captured countless. After returning, they received sincere cheers, and the sense of satisfaction was too strong up.

In the past, I was really fooling around!
But then again, there was no such condition before.He can vote for Li Keyong, he can vote for Yang Xingmi, he can vote for Shao Shude, but Zhu Quanzhong, who is close at hand, cannot vote.After Zhu Quanzhong was wiped out today, he didn't figure it out in time, and he still had the idea of ​​​​separatist regimes and self-reliance. He can only say that this is the tragedy of the times.

Now that his best years have passed, he can no longer be invincible like he was 20 years ago, cutting melons and vegetables. At the age of 47, his strength is gradually declining. It is helpless to think about it. How many years are left?

He glanced at Li Cunxu beside him, and smiled secretly.

This son-in-law still has a problem with him, he is small-minded enough.I don't even think about it. You are only 29 years old, and you have a lot of opportunities to make meritorious deeds. Why are you arguing with me?

Li Cunxu is also capable.Don't avoid the front arrow, lead the crowd straight, fight like his old man, brave and diligent.

However, when it comes to fighting face to face, Zhu Jin would not look up to Li Cunxu.

But Li Keyong's people have a natural intuition when fighting a war. On the chaotic and disorderly battlefield, people are screaming and swords and arrows are flying everywhere. They can catch the enemy's weak point in a daze, and then Decisively invest in elite soldiers and make a final decision.

To be honest, Zhu Jin couldn't figure out how to cultivate this ability.He charged forward by himself, although he was extremely sharp, but he didn't know where he was going, and he often needed to look back at the golden drum flag, obey the command, and readjust.

But Li Cunxu doesn't need to do this. He fights by intuition and is often very accurate.Opportunities on the battlefield are fleeting. Sometimes after listening to orders and readjusting, the enemy's loopholes are gone.

This sense of smell and intuition on the battlefield is very valuable and can play a role beyond your imagination.Zhu Jin lacked this kind of ability. He didn't have a picture of the entire battlefield in his mind, and he didn't have a strong sense of position, so he was very envious of Li Cunxu.

But Li Yazi is still jealous of him, alas, God!

Looking behind him, Wanyanxiu and Tudan Uluhei were talking in a "whispered voice"—they thought it was a low voice.

"Damn it, sell all the pigs in my hometown, and you won't make much money. It's better to kill people and get rewarded. How many pigs can you buy if you get dozens of silk rewards?"

"How about the person your family sent to the palace? Is the saint no longer able to play?"

"Maybe I can't play anymore. Last year when I gave a banquet at Zhengdan, my mother-in-law asked secretly. Yaoniang said that the saint thought she was too young. She took off her clothes, took a look at her, and then opened her legs to look at her. She said she was too young." I'm tender, I don't want to harm her."

"Oh, what a pity."

"It's a pity."

Zhu Jin wanted to laugh when she heard this, these two Jurchens are thugs, do you really think that a sage likes a woman with no hair in your family?It must be someone else's... well, it's a bit cold today.

He looked up at Anyuan Gate, then at the front, and quickly dismounted.

The bell rang. It was the New Dynasty gala music "Xia Wang Ding Ding Le", which was rewritten by the musicians of Taichang Temple after investigating the Sui and Tang court gag music. An important feature that distinguishes it from the grassroots regime.

"Xia Wang Ding Ding Le" tells the story of defeating Huangchao, breaking Quanzhong, conquering Hebei, Dinghedong, and accepting Jiangnan.

In this world, there is no opportunism, it's all done with one knife and one gun, and you can feel it when you listen to Yale.

"Long live my emperor!" Downstairs in Anyuan, tens of thousands of soldiers from Fengguo, Iron Cavalry, Feilong armies, Fan soldiers from Qinan tribes, members of the bodyguards, and newly descended tribal chieftains from Qibei all knelt down.

The world seemed to freeze at this moment.

Everyone upstairs in Anyuan was stunned by the endless sound waves, and even the sudden autumn wind paused for a while.

Shao Shude's eyes swept over the people downstairs.

The general of the feudal town who once fought against heaven and earth was subdued by him.

The ferocious warrior knelt down on the ground submissively, and put away his minions.

The Neifan tribe who has followed him for many years is as cute as a kitten.

A large group of newly arrived chieftains with braided hair and kunfa felt uneasy in their hearts.

"It's been ten and three years since I have been in the imperial court. Blessed by the heaven and the earth, I have inherited the fortune of my ancestors. I have worked hard all night to achieve today." Shao Shude said, "The ugly people in the north of Qi have threatened our border people and stolen my horses and sheep. The reason why I did not order Ming Ming, did not carry out heavenly punishment, is to allow him to change his mind, to show that he has lost his mind."

"However, if you don't want to repent, wolves rely on fierceness, become fierce and cunning, and drive away threats and wounds. Lu Qi, Zhu Jin, Cunxu, Siyu, Zijing, Yang Liang, Zhixing, etc., forgot their bodies and went to the enemy, determined their lives Competing for the top, Lei Fen drums up the flag, and it is popular in all directions. Xian can suppress the ugly ones, such as mowing grass and stalks, each vibrating the voice of the army, and using Xuan Wei Lue."

"I don't like gold and silk, to benefit my soldiers; I don't hesitate to reward me, to favor me. Now the dangerous nest has been burned, and there are rewards at each festival level, and there are still extra banquets and labor."

After finishing speaking, he ordered to move to the forbidden garden to give a banquet.

"Long live my emperor!" After Deyin proclaimed, everyone bowed again, and the sound shook the sky.

Shao Shude glanced at the queen.

The queen nodded slightly, apparently in a bad mood.

Prince Shao Chengjie looked at the thousands of soldiers outside the Anyuan Gate, feeling overwhelmed.

The crown princess stood beside him, she was pregnant, and she looked cautious.

All the ministers congratulated Shao Shude at the same time, and some even asked for the honorary title, which aroused everyone's attention.

Shao Shude shook his head and refused.

After the hardships, there was an emperor in the former Tang Dynasty, but in Shao Shude's view, the name was somewhat untrue.

In his current situation, conquering the Changhe Kingdom and occupying the royal court of the Uighurs is of course an unrivaled feat, with unparalleled prestige, which is not comparable to those emperors in the former Tang Dynasty.

To be honest, it is enough to be honored.But now is not the time, wait a little longer.

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On the eve of giving the banquet, Shao Shude called Xia Luqi, Yang Liang, and Zhe Siyu.

Xia Luqi was born as his own general, and he is commendable for his loyalty and bravery.

Yang Liang is an old man in Xicheng, with good abilities and a lot of credit.

Zhe Siyu was still a young man 30 years ago, and he brought him the first cavalry. As the Zhe family's distant clan, he can now fight against the main family.

This time, the three of them marched together to the north, completely cleared the Qibei grassland that had been seen for many years, cut off the black hands of the Uyghur forces advancing eastward, and won the defection of various grassland tribes. the result of.

"Uyghur royal court, what suggestions do you have?" Shao Shude asked.

"Your Majesty is marching westward, it is best not to take the northern route." Xia Luqi said: "The wind and sand are heavy, and sometimes you have to cross places without water sources. At this time, you will have to rely on cow and goat milk for a few days."

The northern line starts from Jiyuquan, detours through Qibei Grassland, and goes straight to Anxi.In fact, this road is also a very mature route. Many merchants on the northern route of the Silk Road go this way, but the conditions are really difficult.

"Of course I won't take the northern route." Shao Shude said, "What I'm asking is how to govern the Qibei Grassland."

"Actually, some places in Qibei can also be cultivated." Xia Luqi said: "As early as the Xiongnu era, some people cultivated land to provide military supplies. In the Turkic and Uyghur era, there were also people who cultivated land."

Shao Shude agrees with this view.In fact, the Western Expeditions of the Manchu and Qing Dynasties were stationed on the grasslands.

At that time, Monan Mongolia was basically controlled by the Qing Dynasty, Mobei Mongolia was indifferent, and Moxi Mongolia did not respect orders.

Galdan ruled most of Mongolia in western Moxi, and marched blatantly eastward. The Mongolian princes in northern Mobei were beaten and ran away, and were forced to go south to form an alliance with the Manchu Qing and seek refuge with them.

Afterwards, the Manchus collected cattle and sheep in Mobei Mongolia, and searched for local army camps everywhere, making preparations for the Western Expedition.He remembered that Khobdo used to be a settlement, and there were sergeants working on wheat, sheep, and fishing.Although the food that can be provided is limited, every grain of food is very precious in places where supplies are difficult.

The Western Regions, unlike the Southern Man, can burn, kill, loot and collect food and grass.What's really tricky about it is that you don't even have to grab enough.

"Heichengzi, have you arranged for people to cultivate it?" Shao Shude asked.

"It's been arranged. Most of the peasants recruited by the three prefectures of Feng, Sheng, and Ling, with thousands of people from each prefecture, stay there to cultivate." Xia Luqi said: "The place in Heichengzi is actually a good place. There are plains in the east and plains in the west. According to the Wudeyan Mountain, the south is close to the Kukun River, and there is a tendency of physical victory, and the Uighurs will also find a place."

Kunshui is the name of the Orkhon River in the Tang Dynasty, which is obviously a transliteration.

Wudeyan Mountain is Dujin Mountain, or Yudujin Mountain, Hangai Mountain in later generations.

The Uighur royal court was not here at the beginning, but on the side of the Posuo River further north—the Posuoshui, that is, the Selenge River.

In the middle of Kaiyuan period, the Uighur Vija Khan moved southward, set his capital at Heichengzi, and began to build the city. Its location was about [-] miles to the north and west of the location of Hara and Lindu City (near Erdenizhao today) built by Wokuotai. .

Posuoshui, Heichengzi, Harahelin, and the grassland khans of all dynasties have taken a fancy to this area and built their capitals, which shows that the land is indeed unique.

"I still want to go to this place to have a look, and make an alliance with the chiefs of the grassland." Shao Shude slapped his thigh and said.

"Your Majesty, those leaders have surrendered and they have all come to Beijing, why go north?" Xia Luqi asked.

"You don't understand." Shao Shude shook his head, and said: "In the early years, I made an alliance with the chieftains of the tribe, one in Dijinze, one in Fuyundui Temple, and one in Qingtang City. In Chang'an City, I can explore Find out about them and reward them with some property, but you still have to go to the grasslands for the alliance, they value this very much, it’s different.”

Shaluchi nodded silently.

It was only then that he realized that in terms of understanding of the grassland, these generals of the imperial army were not as good as saints.

"Why don't your majesty go there to erect a monument? I heard that in the third year of Qianning (896), Taiwei Yang intended to erect a monument after he captured Heichengzi." Yang Liang asked.

"Gu Taiwei Yang" is Yang Yue, who was posthumously given to Taiwei after his death.

Shao Shude's heart skipped a beat, and he got up abruptly.

He can't resist the temptation to spread his prestige all over the grassland and let all people worship him.

He glanced at Yang Liang, and he was still an old man in Xicheng who was knowledgeable and interesting.

"Go and see next year." Shao Shude said.

After finishing speaking, he asked again: "How much food did you grow there? What did you grow?"

"The oat seeds given by Sinong Temple." Xia Luqi replied: "Only planted more than a hundred hectares, all of which are wasteland. After a rough cleaning, the harvest is not expected to be good. I haven't harvested it yet when I waited for the class teacher."

"It's okay, we can expand the planting next year, and we can also try rye." Shao Shude said: "After the Spring Festival next year, I will go north to the northern states to prepare a batch of farm tools, livestock, and seeds, and then requisition another batch. Tutuan countryman. That’s all, this matter will be handled by the Zhongshu and the Privy Council.”

"Nanjing is leveled today, and I only have one long-cherished wish left, to do it step by step." Shao Shude's interest suddenly became high, and he walked back and forth in the hall.

A person has a mission in his life, and his mission has the last step left.

(End of this chapter)