retaliate

Chapter 817
After being settled, Song Zhen was going to rest for two days.

The little official who was traveling with him disappeared, and Song Zhen didn't bother to ask.

The dinner was good, and it suited Song Zhen's taste.

"The Deputy Envoy personally intervened."

The cook who was called said.

"Zi Tai has a heart."

Song Zhen knew that the firework friendship between himself and Yang Xuan would not last long... Friendship is priceless, but many times, it will be worn out.If you think that Friendship can exist forever, and you can use this Friendship forever, then you are thinking too much.

No one will get used to your problems.

After dinner, he wandered around the yard for a long time, thinking about northern Xinjiang and the situation of his trip.

Lin Da came, and his mouth was full of oil, "Ah Lang, the food here is good."

"There's a lot of beef and mutton," Song Zhen said.

Lin Damo wiped the corner of his mouth, "Ah Lang, what should we do now? Go back?"

"Go back..." Song Zhen said: "Going back means going home. I want to go home too, but I am worried that the world will be in chaos."

Lin Da said angrily: "That has nothing to do with our family."

"There are no eggs under the nest!" Song Zhen looked at the night sky with his hands behind his back, "From Chang'an, you can see refugees all the way. This makes the old man very worried.

After arriving in northern Xinjiang, everything changed.Refugees are rare, and even if there are, they come from outside and come to the northern border. "

"That's right! Northern Xinjiang said they want to open up wasteland, so go north, how courageous! Ah Lang!"

"It's progress.

Outside of northern Xinjiang is declining, but northern Xinjiang is actively making progress. A few years later, ten years later, the gap will become wider and wider.

You have to know that once the gap is large enough, people in northern Xinjiang will dislike anything outside of northern Xinjiang.

In the same way, outside of Northern Xinjiang will also attack Northern Xinjiang.

At that time, as long as someone stands up and puts clothes on Zitai... the world will be completely messed up. "

"The clothes A-Lang mentioned are..."

"Dragon Robe!"

Lin Da was taken aback, looked around and said in a low voice, "Ah Lang, I dare not say that."

Song Zhen smiled, "This is Beijiang."

Lin Da hesitated for a moment, "Ah Lang, why don't you go back! Even if it's Beijiang, it will be many years later.

Besides, with the friendship between you and Deputy Envoy Yang, even...our family can be preserved. "

"The old man also thinks, but let the old man sit and watch Tang fall into the abyss, but he is powerless. That kind of feeling, life is worse than death."

Voices came from the front yard.

"Meet the Deputy Envoy."

Lin Da said, "Vice Envoy Yang is here."

Yang Xuan came with a wine jar.

"Mr. Song hasn't slept yet? Just right."

Song Zhen smiled and said, "Are you here to find the old man to drink?"

"Yes!" Yang Xuan came over, "I won't be free again after a while."

When someone came in, they set up desks and mats in the yard, and hung lanterns on the trees, dimly, accompanied by the moonlight, quite refreshing.

"Where are you going?" Song Zhen sat down.

"North."

Yang Xuan was opening the wine seal, and while removing the wax, he said: "Spring is here, and the people are going to go to the fields. The scale of land reclamation will be very large this year..."

"Then I'll go to the north with you..." Song Zhen took the wine glass from Wu Da.

"There are only so many fields in northern Xinjiang, and the tyrants have occupied a lot, but the people are not enough."

"Haven't you thought about doing something against Hao Qiang?" Song Zhen asked.

"have not thought."

"The old man doesn't believe it." Song Zhen handed over the wine glass, and Yang Xuan poured him a glass of wine, "After all, you can't be the enemy of the world, right?"

Outside, Han Ji was holding a jug in his hand, and Tu Chang was beside him.

"Mr. Lang's temperament should be exterminated." Tu Chang said.

Han Ji took a sip from the spout, "Lang Jun is fledgling now, if you take care of the powerful, the powerful in the world will hate him to the bone. It's still early.

What's more, keeping the arrogance can also let the world see that arrogance is actually a cancer in the world. "

Inside, Song Zhen took a sip of his drink, "Want to attack Beiliao?"

"Yes!" Yang Xuan raised his glass, "The people have worked so hard to support the Northern Army, and their troubles should be resolved by the Northern Army. If there is no land, the Northern Army's swords and guns will speak for them."

Song Zhen had never seen such an aggressive attitude for many years.

"If Northern Xinjiang continues to grow stronger..."

"I've said it many times." Yang Xuan reiterated his attitude again, pointing to the sky, "I will live up to the Tang Dynasty in this life."

Above the sky, the stars are dotted.

Reminiscent of thousands of lights.

Song Zhen covered his forehead, "I've been in the country for a long time, and I haven't heard of it."

He really didn't know about it.

Yang Xuan had a drink with him and said, "Duke Song is planning to return to court again?"

Song Zhen shook his head, "Your Majesty looks down on me."

Outside, Han Ji said softly: "My lord has a crush on you!"

Yang Xuan smiled, "Duke Song is a great talent. Wouldn't it be a big loss if he returned to his hometown here? I am here tonight to invite Duke Song to stay on behalf of Beijiang."

Song Zhen was stunned.

Zitai actually conquered the old man?

Yang Xuan said: "I am going to continue to go north to completely eliminate the threat of Beiliao to Datang."

"Beiliao has been a disaster for many years, with a huge territory and a large population. If someone else said this, the old man would spit on him."

Song Zhen looked at the heroic Yang Xuan, "Zitai has lofty ambitions!"

"One hero and three gangs." Yang Xuan raised his glass, "Song Gong, in one's lifetime, one has to do something for this world to leave a mark in the annals of history...

Beijiang, no, it's me, I'm waiting! "

He raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, got up and said goodbye.

Song Zhen sat there under the moonlight, looking a little bleak.

He drank one cup after another.

"what!"

The little official came back, passed the courtyard gate and glanced in, "Mr. Song is still asleep?"

Song Zhen was silent.

The little official said resentfully: "Could it be that you want to go back?"

Go back and wait at home to die.

The point is, Song Zhen felt that before he died, the world would be in chaos.

Along the way, he saw many refugees, and also saw many tyrants getting fatter and fatter.

And those insensitive officials.

There is only so much food to eat in this world, the more the rich and powerful eat, the less the common people eat.When there is not enough food in this world, chaos will not be far away.

"This Tang Dynasty is ill. Your Majesty, minister, what should I do!"

Song Zhen looked at the sky, and the figure of Emperor Wu appeared in his mind.

He raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, and even choked up.

"His Majesty!"

He was thinking, if Li Yuan hadn't ascended the throne at the beginning, and the prince had changed, maybe Datang would have gone in another direction.

"Alang!"

Lin was in a panic.

Song Zhen wiped away tears, "The old man is freezing!"

He pointed to his chest, "Heart is cold!"

……

After the beginning of spring, people in northern Xinjiang began to go out.

"Go north!"

Standing on the top of the city, Liu Qing shouted to the common people: "Go to the north to open up wasteland, the place you wait for will be the territory of my northern border.

Where the hoe digs is the field you are waiting for.Three years without paying taxes, what are you waiting for?go! "

Yang Xuan watched the people rushing away, and said to Han Ji: "What is the use of the army? Apart from defending against foreign enemies, this is the moment."

He waved his hand, and teams of cavalry rushed out of Taoxian County.

"They will protect my Datang's plow!"

This land reclamation ceremony was very successful, and representatives from all over the world were sent here.

Song Zhen was also on the top of the city, watching this scene, he said to Lin Da next to him: "The old man feels the vitality."

Lin Da muttered, "Compared with Northern Xinjiang, Chang'an is like a huge brothel."

It was rare for Song Zhen not to scold the old servant.

Liu Qing turned around, "Mr. Song, are you interested in talking?"

Song Zhen nodded, "Okay!"

Yang Xuan watched the two go down, and said to Han Ji: "The great cause needs talents. People like Song Zhen, who were originally fierce generals, have been in charge of the military department for many years. They have a wide network and strong ability. We must try our best to keep him."

Han Ji said, "His family..."

"As soon as I heard the news of his coming to Northern Xinjiang, I ordered Jin Yiwei to send someone to Song Zhen's hometown. As long as he nodded, I sent the news immediately. Immediately, I brought his family to Northern Xinjiang .”

Boss Yang is very particular about his work, how could he leave a loophole for Chang'an.

Yang Xuan got down from the top of the wall, and He Lianyan came over, "What is Mr. Han thinking about?"

Han Ji said, "Is Jin Yiwei able to take down Song Zhen?"

He Lianyan said: "Someone suggested using women's sex to seduce."

"how?"

"I was punished to go to Tanzhou to inquire about the news."

"You're not stupid."

He Lianyan looked at him, "You are stupid."

Ha ha!

Han Ji smiled, "Actually, the old man has a way."

"What way?" Although He Lianyan found Han Ji's temper annoying, she also knew that this man was resourceful.

"Among the entourage, there must be the emperor's eyes and ears. In this way, people can spread news. For example, Song Zhen is going to play chess with Liu Sima at the moment. We can spread the news that this is to give advice to the Lord and explain the situation in Chang'an... ..."

"That Chang'an man is very suspicious. Hearing such news, I'm afraid he's thinking about killing Song Zhen." He Lianyan frowned, "What a vicious scheme!"

"Award."

"Have you told your lord?"

"said."

"Do you want me to send people to spread the news?"

"no need."

"Why?"

"Lang Jun didn't accept it."

……

Jiedushi Fuzhong.

Liu Qing put aside the business and talked with Song Zhen.

"Song Gong, how do you feel about Northern Xinjiang?"

Song Zhen picked up a chess piece, looked at the vertical and horizontal lines, and slowly placed it on the star in front of Liu Qing.

"Vibrant."

……

Tao County is a large military camp, which is why Yang Xuan is unwilling to let Tao County replace Chenzhou as a commercial center.

In the huge barracks, the soldiers who had just returned from training were resting.

Chen Huan and Mao Yi sat together, panting, watching the soldiers under their command making noise.

"It is said that the deputy envoy is going to fight to the north." Chen Huan was looking forward to it.

Mao Yi nodded, "The brigade commander said that when the people go north, we have to go ahead and clear the barriers for them."

"I hope to fight all the way to Ningxing." Chen Huan said.

Mao Yi shook his head slightly, "That's it! Let's press against each other, practice daily to protect the northern border, and go home when we are old, and play with our grandchildren."

"With your temperament, it's no wonder it's difficult to get promoted." Chen Huan snorted coldly, "Why don't you make progress with this great opportunity?"

Mao Yi said lazily: "Isn't it good to live?"

"The commander-in-chief is here."

Chen Huan got up, and Mao Yi was a little slower.

Zhao Yong walked over with several brigade commanders while talking, and when he saw his subordinates, he smiled and said, "Let's talk later."

A brigade commander said enviously: "Brigade commander Zhao, your promotion is so fast! Don't let us come again next time, you have already become a captain."

The brigade commander goes up to be the captain.

Zhao Yong said with a smile: "What are you talking about? Military merit is necessary for promotion in the army."

"Isn't it just right this time?"

"Hahaha!"

After a burst of laughter, Zhao Yong came back.

The former rookie, now walks steadily, looks around, and has piercing eyes.

"Meet the brigade commander."

Zhao Yong nodded, "Lieutenant Cai said just now, let's clean up, if we don't make it right, we will send troops in a few days."

Chen Huan said happily: "Marshal Lu, are you attacking Neizhou?"

Zhao Yong nodded, "Yes."

Mao Yi sighed, and Zhao Yong frowned. "Before the expedition, I don't want to hear any more depressing words, otherwise, I will go!"

Chen Huan glanced at Mao Yi, "Yes!"

Mao Yi said: "Marshal Lu, is this good... just pretend I didn't say it."

Zhao Yong told his subordinates to pack up their things and went outside the camp by himself.

He was standing just outside the door, occasionally greeted by his acquaintances, and he smiled and said that he was blowing a haircut.

As the spring breeze blew, Zhao Yong saw his mother.

Holding a bamboo basket, holding the grandson with the other hand, walking slowly and hurriedly, bowing his head and saying something to the grandson.

Zhao Yong smiled helplessly: "Aniang, Afan!"

Mrs. Wang raised her head, wanting to beckon, and lifted the hand holding the bamboo basket, "Hey! Erlang."

She led Brother Zhao Yong's eldest son over, "Everyone in the street is talking about going to war, where are you going this time?"

"Aniang, there are rules in the army, don't tell the outside world." Zhao Yong said.

"Where are the rules?" Mrs. Wang put the bamboo basket on the ground, "When I heard the news, I hurriedly asked your elder brother to buy chickens, and made pancakes with your sister-in-law.

The chicken is cooked, and it can be kept for a few days in this weather.Pancakes can last longer, you bring them with you.

Eat quietly, don't pretend to be generous, ah! "

Zhao Yong said helplessly: "Aniang, the food in the army is not bad."

"Didn't you say that you withheld one month's food and money last time?" Mrs. Wang said dissatisfied.

"It was withholding some money and food for disaster relief." Zhao Yong saw his mother start to pack things, "I need some chickens, I can't bring pancakes."

"Bring a few." Mrs. Wang forcefully wrapped a few pancakes in the bag, "The chicken is wrapped in the pancake, so it's not easy to break."

She stood up and looked at Zhao Yong carefully, "Erlang, remember to go home."

Zhao Yong nodded, "Yes! Aniang, I remember it!"

Mrs. Wang said to her grandson Wang Zhaofan, "Afan speak."

Zhao Fan looked curiously at the second uncle in military uniform, "Second uncle, the flag has won!"

……

Day three.

early morning.

Yang Xuan in military uniform bid farewell to his wife and children.

Immediately left the house.

Liu Qing and others were waiting outside the Jiedushi's mansion early on.

Yang Xuan also saw Song Zhen.

"The old man wants to go and have a look." Song Zhen said.

Liu Qing looked at Yang Xuan, and he didn't agree with letting Song Zhen watch the battle.

Yang Xuan dismounted and came over. "Song Gong is a veteran general, I just want to ask for help."

Song Zhen was overjoyed, turned around, "Lead the horse."

The old servant Linda led the horse over, and the horse had a big bundle on its back, which looked like it had been tied by an old hand.

Yang Xuan and Liu Qing confessed: "The most important thing at the moment is to open up wasteland, and everything must make way for this. It is still the same sentence, whoever hinders or destroys the land reclamation is the sinner of my northern border. For such people, we must Let them taste the iron fist of my northern border."

Liu Qing nodded, glanced at Song Zhen who was packing his pack, and said softly, "I'm worried that he will see the truth."

Yang Xuan smiled and said, "Don't worry."

"Why?"

"Firstly, our northern border army has been changing. What we see today does not mean that it will look like it will be in the future. Second, after seeing many things, we can't pull them out."

"You mean..."

Liu Qing looked at Han Ji.

Yang Xuan nodded, "I'm not pedantic."

He looked at Song Zhen with more satisfaction.

When others watch the Northern Border Army, they mostly watch the excitement, or they can only see part of it.

Song Zhen, a former veteran general and former Minister of the Ministry of War, can see more things.

It's also confidential.

You still want to leave after reading my secret, Mr. Song, isn't it a bit unreasonable?
Song Zhen was no fool, so when he proposed to watch the battle with the army, he was tempted.

Yang Xuan said softly: "The former Shangshu of the Ministry of War was conquered by me, and the man from Chang'an would probably vomit blood in anger."

(End of this chapter)