retaliate

Chapter 665
Huang Chunhui asked Yang Xuan to stay in Tao County because of the upcoming battle.

After leaving the Jiedu envoy's mansion, Yang Xuan led the people back to Chenzhou under the disappointed eyes of Jiang Cunzhong and Zhang Du.

He has to go back and make arrangements.

When going out of the city gate, the guarding sergeant suddenly stood up straight, "Mr. Yang, go slowly!"

Being too respectful made Yang Xuan uncomfortable.

The atmosphere of the battle was not strong yet, at least the Beiliao scouts did not dare to approach Tao County.

But on the road, many people can be seen carrying sickles, or carrying hoes, and carrying baskets on their backs.

Hearing the sound of horseshoes, the people stopped and got out of the way.

An old man turned his head, "It's Shijun Yang."

Immediately, the dull faces came alive.

A young man asked, "Mr. Yang, are the people from Beiliao coming?"

Yang Xuan nodded, "Yes, it's coming."

He didn't want to deceive these common people, otherwise when the Beiliao rangers suddenly appeared, they would become the first batch of military exploits.

Everyone was silent for a moment, and the old man asked: "Master, this time..." He was a little embarrassed, "Can you win?"

He opened the head, and the people immediately opened up the chatterbox.

"We heard that my husband is ill, so we are worried about his body. What if we can't hold it?"

"Xianggong is my Dinghaishenzhen in northern Xinjiang!"

"Some people say that Beiliao has an army of 50 troops, my God, 50...We in Beijiang only have more than [-] troops! How can we fight?"

"Fake!" Yang Xuan laughed and said, "50, he can't afford to treat He Lianfeng's obscene pants. Do you know how much food and grass will be consumed by 50 people eating horse chews? Think about it yourself. Don't say it. It's Beiliao, even the Great Tang, can't afford to mobilize an army of 50!"

A 50 army is a black hole. Today, when logistics support relies on human and animal power, and today when farming technology is relatively backward, a 50 army can drag down a country.

In another world, Yang Guang's conquest of Goguryeo was said to have dispatched more than 30 horses. Before the fight started, the people in the country were full of dissatisfaction, and the seeds of destruction were planted.

50……

How many civilians are needed to support logistics?

Isn't this a joke?

Seeing that the people were still dubious, Yang Xuan said: "Beiliao's farming ability is not as good as that of the Tang Dynasty, and their grain storage is not as much as that of the Tang Dynasty. How can they raise a 50 army? Also, do you know how many civilians will be needed to support a 50 army? Let alone more than 100 million."

This is to say the least.

"Really?"

"50 troops... really can't afford it?"

The old man shouted: "Shut up."

After everyone quieted down, the old man said: "The old man remembered the time when he went to Guanzhong with his elder brother when he was young. The food and money along the way emptied his family. That's right! Even if two people are like this, a 50 army can overwhelm Beiliao. Defeat! Beiliao really wants to come with 50 troops, that's a good thing!"

"That's the case." Yang Xuan smiled.

Village elders, village elders... the elders assist in governing the place.In more villages, the elderly are the masters.

Firstly, they have a high seniority, and their words are listened to; secondly, they have a wealth of experience, and they have experienced many things.

They may be more conservative, but in major matters, they can make the safest decisions.

Yang Xuan asked the people what they were doing, but instead they went to collect food.

In summer, some eat in the wild.Hearing that the war was about to start, they were going to get some to take home.On weekdays, they eat wild vegetables and miscellaneous grains. After the war breaks out and they are blocked, they will eat stored grains.

This nation has rich experience in wars, which has been passed down orally from generation to generation, so that the people know what to do in times of crisis.

At this time, there is almost no need for guidance from the government... The government is actually not as experienced as them.

Yang Xuan asked again, but it was spontaneous, only then did he realize that it was the village elders, who sent people to send letters everywhere, asking each household to send people, and hurriedly went outside to find food.

All the way home.

The war is about to start, and the farmers are looking at the crops in the field, calculating the time.

More than a hundred riders appeared in front.

Yang Xuan reined in his horse and watched the farmers squatting in the fields, muttering, with sad faces.

"Tell them to catch up with the harvest."

"I'll go!" Wang Er Er took the lead.

"Go Bao Dong!"

This time Yang Xuan specially brought Bao Dong along, just to let him get familiar with Tao County.

Propaganda cannot be ignored, and good publicity talents are rare.

Bao Dong passed by, and after muttering for a while, those people burst out laughing.

After Bao Dong came back, Wang Laoer asked him what he said.

"Just tell them that Beiliao has to harvest!"

Everyone was startled.

Yes!

Originally, Beiliao was a nomadic people. After learning farming from Chen Guo, they could not live without rice and noodles.If a large number of civilian husbands are recruited at this moment, who will harvest the crops in the field?
At this time, even if Beiliao sent troops, they would move slowly, relying on the supplies from the middle school.Once out of the large city, countless people will be needed to transport food and grass.

At that time, it was basically early autumn!
Yang Xuan looked at the sky, whispered something to Wu Da, then Wu Da dismounted and ran all the way.

Bao Dong complacently brags to Wang Lao Er, and by the way, makes a routine.

But no matter how he did it, he didn't get out the details of Wang's second son.

This baby looks silly, but his mouth is tight.Otherwise, when he was hanging out among the beggars, he would have been messed with long ago.

"It's not that I'm bragging. As long as you're human, there's nothing I can't say."

Bao Dong swears.

"Hahahaha!"

Everyone heard the roar of laughter, and looked back, Wu Da ran back from the field, and those farmers patted their buttocks and left in twos and threes.

"Hey! Uda, what did you say?"

Wu Da said: "Lang Jun asked me to tell them that this battle will depend on this batch of food."

Bao Dong was startled, "That's right, without food, how can we fight this battle? Even if the Northern Liao army really came, the Northern Army would fight to the death to protect the people from harvesting food, so why worry?"

He glanced at Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan looked calm, holding a wheat stalk in his hand, and lowered his head to sniff.

Bao Dong leaned over, "Zi Tai, why don't you say that the war horses in autumn are fat and strong, so that the Northern Liao Dynasty can march south?"

"Everyone knows this truth, but who dares to say that Beiliao will not go out in summer?"

Bao Dong went back in embarrassment.

He is good at making friends, and he has a hot fight with the old thief and others.

"This is the art of war." The old thief hit him mercilessly.

Back in Lin'an, Yang Xuan informed Cao Ying, Lu Qiang and others of Huang Chunhui's decision.

"I will go to Tao County in a few days and come back again, it should be after the war."

There was no room for bargaining right now, so Yang Xuan called Nan Helai.

"Tanzhou was disabled in the first battle. If he wants to recover, he has to wait for Ningxing to replenish his troops. But at this moment, He Lianfeng is already on the way, and at this moment, he only has Nanzheng in his mind.

As for Tanzhou, it is useless to dispatch fewer troops, and more will affect the main force of the Southern Expedition.

Therefore, I conclude that the Helian Summit has made Tanzhou abide by it.So, I will take 2 people to Tao County..."

"This is moving the whole family away." Lu Qiang said, feeling a little heartbroken.

"The big battle is imminent, if everyone doesn't survive, how can the Xiao family survive?" Yang Xuan got up, "I'm also thinking about food and grass, and those who can be transferred to Tao County will be sent there."

At this time, even if it is blood drawing, Yang Xuan will be the first to roll up his sleeves without hesitation.

He thought for a long time, and felt that this was the so-called sense of mission and responsibility.

This Tang... belongs to me!
Such thoughts occasionally occurred to him.

But it feels a little unreal.

Such a big Tang Dynasty, with so many soldiers and civilians, how could it be yours alone?

He felt wrong.

Back home, Zhou Ning greeted A Liang with his arms in his arms.

"A Liang!" Yang Xuan took the swaddle, A Liang looked at him, opened his mouth, and gave a toothless smile.

"It's a lot heavier." Yang Xuan weighed it up and said with a smile, "You're a fat boy!"

"Giggle cluck!"

The five-month-old child already recognizes people a little bit.Yang Xuan hugged and teased him for a while, but Ah Liang became impatient and pouted to cry.

"Whoever has milk is a mother!" Yang Xuan handed the child to Zhou Ning, watched her softly coax the child, and said softly, "Ah Ning."

"Well!" Zhou Ning responded gently.

"Mr. Huang ordered me to go to Tao County. I will probably wait until after the war. Let's clean up!"

Zhou Ning raised his head and said calmly, "I'll stay here and wait for your return."

Yang Xuan smiled wryly, "That's not necessary."

Zhou Ning shook his head, "If I go too, the soldiers and civilians in Lin'an City will feel abandoned and inappropriate."

This woman is getting more and more sensitive.

Yang Xuan didn't know whether it was good or bad.

"This is the Empress!" Suzaku seldom said, "It's not something that coquettish bastards can compare to."

"But I'm alone in Tao County, so lonely!" Yang Xuan worried that his wife and children would stay in Lin'an.

Zhou Ning looked at him, "Where's Helianyan? Where's Jiang He'er?"

"Little Xuanzi, this is meat for you, if you don't eat it, who is to blame?" Suzaku laughed.

This woman became more and more fierce.

Yang Xuan came out disheveled and found Lin Feibao.

"I went to Tao County, and the guards at home... that's all." Yang Xuan covered his forehead, "If I care about it, there will be chaos. There is an army in the city, so there is no need to worry about thieves. Then, you are an expert. Go to metaphysics."

……

metaphysics.

Zhang Qiyu is a wealthy merchant of Chang'an Chariot and Horse Company, and his business scale is very large.

"An Siye, the old man Nasaburo has good qualifications. He entered the Imperial College... No, after entering the metaphysics, within a few years, he would become a rising star in metaphysics. Wouldn't it be good if he didn't accept such a talent?"

Holding a water glass, he looked at An Ziyu who was sitting across from him with a half-smile, "The metaphysical things in Chang'an were transported and spent... I calculated it, and there is no less than six thousand yuan. Money is a trivial matter, but this old man Before leaving Chang'an for the first time, I heard that the palace was dissatisfied with metaphysics..."

He leaned forward, with a touch of reserve in his eyes, "An Siye also knows that this old man is on good terms with a certain nobleman in the palace. At this time, only this old man dares to bring those things of metaphysics."

An Ziyu smiled wryly, "I know, so I want to ask you. It's just your Sanlang..."

She asked people to inquire about Zhang Qiyu's third son. A businessman from Chang'an who knew about Zhang Qiyu said that his third son was doing everything from eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, and relying on his family background, he was domineering and domineering. few.

In a word, scum.

If this kind of scum is included in Metaphysics, how will Metaphysics be affected internally, how will the outside world see Metaphysics?
Absolutely not!
But Metaphysics was too eager to go out of Chang'an at the beginning. I searched a while ago and found that thousands of volumes of scriptures passed down from generation to generation were not brought with me.Those scriptures have been hidden in the basement of a certain hall, and no one has cared about them since Ning Yayun's master's generation.After Ning Yayun took over, she forgot all about it...

A group of idiots who only know how to play the piano and paint, talk about drinking, undress and dance...

Turn around and find someone to beat him up, so that he can vent his anger!
But what about those scriptures?
Thousands of volumes is not a small amount, and it can be pulled, but now the Guozijian has been taken over, and metaphysical people are not allowed to enter.

Zhang Qiyu had a solution, but he made a condition of accepting his scumbag son to enter metaphysics.

Isn't this embarrassing?
An Ziyu really wanted to discard those scriptures, but when she thought of the tablet of the Patriarch, she felt a little guilty.

Moreover, Ning Yayun asked for the first time: "Just say how much money you need."Not enough, the old man has to earn money when he goes out to perform.

The professors also actively offered advice, but they were all bad ideas.

She smiled and said, "Why don't you change your son?"

Zhang Qiyu slowly withdrew her smile, "Why does An Siye lie to this old man? If he can't, then let's let this matter go!"

He stood up, "Farewell!"

This is the meaning of forcing An Ziyu to sign the alliance under the city.

To agree, or not to agree?

You make the decision.

"Your Majesty is here."

"Zi Tai!"

"Mr. Zhong, how are you doing recently?"

"Okay, okay, it's just that An Siye is not doing well, he looks very angry, be careful, don't be beaten by her ruler."

Yang Xuan came and chatted with Zhong Hui for a while, knowing that An Ziyu had a guest, he said with a smile, "I'd better be careful, hey! Bao Dong, do me a favor, see if Si Ye is free."

Bao Dong, who happened to be passing by, agreed.

In the room, An Ziyu stood up with a dark face, "Mr. Zhang, even if I am willing to give more money? Business is all about money coming and going. Why do you have to force it too much? You must know that the friendship you keep will last forever!"

Zhang Qiyu said indifferently: "The old man's business relies on friends, word of mouth, metaphysics, it doesn't matter to the old man. Now the old man just waits for An Siye to say, yes or not!?"

"Mr. Zhang!"

An Ziyu felt great hatred in her heart.

"Siye..."

Bao Dong outcrops.

call out!
Bah!
Yang Xuan is waiting.

Seeing Bao Dong staggering back out, turning around, a lump swelled up on his forehead.

Did Si Ye eat firecrackers?

Yang Xuan coughed dryly, "Si Ye."

"Zitai!" An Ziyu caught the ruler that flew back, with a smile on his face again.

Yang Xuan came in, "This is..."

An Ziyu said: "Some scriptures of metaphysics have been left in the Imperial College, and now I can't get in. I wanted to ask this Mr. Zhang for help, and I don't even want money! I have to stuff his son in..."

An Ziyu was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, so she began to complain.

Outside the door, Bao Dong's body trembled, and he sat cross-legged suddenly.

Zhong Hui asked: "Bao Dong, are you enlightened?"

Bao Dong nodded, "Si Ye's complaining made me realize the meaning of suffering."

He drew back his inner breath suddenly, and then fell into a samadhi.

In the room, Yang Xuan glanced at Zhang Qiyu, "Business is business, what's the point of mixing these things? Forcing others to sign the alliance under the city, high-spirited and triumphant..."

He was wearing plain clothes. Zhang Qiyu had never seen him before, so he thought he was a student of metaphysics, so he said flatly, "Make way!"

With the nobles in the palace as his backer, he is not afraid of the bookworms of metaphysics at all.

Seeing that An Ziyu's face turned pale with anger, Yang Xuan smiled and said, "This matter is on my shoulders."

"You..." An Ziyu said, "It's difficult."

"Si Ye is at ease, I know someone who can solve this matter."

It's just scriptures, Zhao Sanfu has plenty of manpower to do this.

An Ziyu glanced at Zhang Qiyu, Yang Xuan smiled and said, "It's a small matter."

"The tone is not small." Zhang Qiyu also smiled.

"A solicitor?" Yang Xuan asked.

"This old man accounts for [-]% of the cargo between Northern Xinjiang and Chang'an!"

Zhang Qiyu said lightly, "My husband's family has some friendship with the palace."

Isn't this a deadly enemy... Yang Xuan smiled and said: "The business is not small."

Zhang Qiyu glanced at him contemptuously.

Yang Xuan said: "From today onwards, you don't need to take any business from Northern Xinjiang."

(End of this chapter)