Defend the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 70

General An was promoted to Jiedu envoy, and not only invited Cui Han, who joined the army in Yele Town, as Jiedu inspector, but also invited Cao Wulan, the governor of Yele, to go to Guishu to discuss border affairs. He set off with his family and his guards yesterday morning .

After sending the envoy away, Wang Qingxiang finally felt like a town general.

He didn't want to be stationed in Tuncheng or Garrison City, so he simply regarded the City Lord's Mansion as the General's Mansion to take charge of the affairs of Yele Town.

He didn't need to avoid suspicion like An Fuyan, and he recruited Sogdian clerks when there were not enough officials to accompany him. Bai Zuojian not only sent several nephews to be officials, but even turned him into his staff.

Bai Zuojian hated Shi Xianning to the core, but like Shi Xianning, he agreed with Han Ping'an's previous words that the Sogdian clan was facing annihilation, and now he must stand firmly on the court's side. If he is uncertain, he will die without a place to die. Work is also very serious.

After the two chatted about the land taxes and miscellaneous taxes in the villages outside the city, they talked about Han Shimei and his son.

"Only those who are willing to settle down in the Yele Tribe, and those who are unwilling to take root in the Yele Tribe will be sent back. What on earth is Han Shimei going to do? Is it possible to treat the soldiers brought by this general from Guishu as his Han family's private soldiers? "

"In my opinion, it may be an excuse."

Wang Qingxiang subconsciously asked, "What's the excuse?"

"The general doesn't know. After Cao Duman's rebellion, he and An Shijun led troops to quell the rebellion. Even Li Chengye went to sit in the town for more than ten days. During this period, he plundered all the food and grass of the Yele tribe. Now there are five hundred guards. Lang, plus the hundred personal guards given by Mr. An Shijun, how can he have so much food and salary."

"I almost forgot. Speaking of which, we also took advantage of him. Some of the grain stored in the granary in Tuncheng and Juncheng seems to have been seized from Yele."

"Furthermore, the Governor's Mansion of Jimi and Jimi Prefecture do not need to pay the officers and soldiers."

"In this case, let him raise as many soldiers as he can, and take all the generals he can't afford."

"The general is kind."

"It's a colleague anyway."

Although Wang Qingxiang said that, he thought in his heart that Shijun Lin was on his way to Chang'an for interrogation, and Han Shimei probably wouldn't be able to stand up again in his life.

If Han Shimei was implicated, and suddenly one day Chang'an issued an order to execute him, he would really be unable to do so...

Bai Zuojian didn't know what he was thinking, and continued: "Cao Wulan was taken away by Mr. An Shijun, and now Han Sanlang has the final say in the Yele department. He actually intends to sell the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, General Wang, what do you think?" How to do this."

"He's crazy. Is he able to sell the Metropolitan Government's Mansion if he wants?"

"That baby is a lunatic, otherwise we can find out the secrets of Cao Duman's rebellion? Especially the matter of the high priest, even Mr. An would not dare to do it lightly."

After so many years of suffering, Wang Qingxiang finally made it through. He actually wanted to move into the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion more than moving into the City Lord's Mansion, but he was worried that someone would say that he was overstepping, and An Fuyan had just left, so he didn't dare to move in easily.

He really didn't want to see the Metropolitan Government's Mansion being bought away, so he pondered, "I guess he's crazy poor."

"General, Han Sanlang is now Cao Wulan's son-in-law and the long history of Yele's governor's office. He even has the seal of the governor's office in his hands. It's really hard for him to sell us."

"If he wants to sell Yele City, maybe we will let him sell it too!"

"Of course he won't sell Yele City." Bai Zuojian had already seen that the man in front of him wanted to live in a big house, and immediately changed the subject: "Actually, it's not a bad thing for him to want to sell."

"How do you say that?" Wang Qingxiang asked subconsciously.

"If you don't sell it, it's the Governor's Mansion. Even when his father was a military supervisor, he could only live in the inner house. He didn't dare to enter or leave through the main entrance, and he didn't dare to handle official business in the main hall. If he really sold it, he would no longer be a The Metropolitan Government’s Mansion is gone, it’s just a bigger yard.”

"It makes sense, but I don't know how much he wants to sell it for."

"He doesn't want money, he just wants food."

"How much food does he want?"

"50 buckets."

"There are so many, why doesn't he grab them!"

"General Wang, 50 fighting grains is indeed a lot, but the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion was built by several generations of Yele kings. I don't know how much people's fat and people's anointing was spent. After careful calculation, the price he asked is really not high."

"It was built by several generations of Yele kings, and it was not built by him."

"But now Ye Lebu has the final say, besides, he can ask for a lot of money, and we can also sit back and pay back the money."

Bai Zuojian knew that the general in front of him liked ostentation, so as an aide, of course he had to find a way to make it happen, and said while the iron was hot: "Although the house is dead, the general will definitely not be able to take it away after a few years, but it can be sold like Han Sanlang. Yele City is overcrowded, every inch of land is expensive, it is not easy to buy a piece of land, not to mention such a big house, someone will definitely be willing to buy it."

Han Sanlang knew to help his father bring his relatives back from his hometown in Luozhou. Wang Qingxiang was also worried about his family and sent his cronies back to pick them up.

After receiving it, there are dozens of people up and down, counting hundreds of slaves and maidservants, and there is no big house that can't fit.

What's more, it's hard to become a town general, next year at the latest, Mr. An will give him the title of general according to the usual practice.Since he will soon be a general, it is natural to have the dignity of a general.

Wang Qingxiang was really moved, but after thinking about it, he still shook his head: "Even if it can be cut in half, it would still be 25 rations. This general is an upright official and loves soldiers like sons. How can I have so much money to buy rations?"

"The general doesn't have it, but Tuncheng Juncheng has it. When the autumn grain is harvested, the granary will not be able to pile up. Instead of letting the grain moldy in the warehouse, it is better to take it out for turnover."

Bai Zuojian didn't trick him into being greedy, but from the six ministries of Chang'an to the government offices of various prefectures and counties, there was a sum of money and food specially used for lending, and the interest earned was used for the expenses of officials at all levels, such as eating, drinking, and drinking. Officials specialize in these matters.

Yele Town is different from Baisha Shouzhuo City. Most of the soldiers came from the pass, and they all had to garrison the fields.

In addition to the business tax and the taxes of the villages outside the city, although the salary is not much, the food is enough to last for a year, which can completely tear down the east wall and pay the west wall.

The big deal is to sell the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion when he is about to leave office, and use the money from the sale to buy food to make up for the shortfall.

The more Wang Qingxiang thought about it, the more reasonable it became, and his face straightened immediately: "The general is not greedy for pleasure, but is just anxious to see Baisha guarding the city's food and pay. But I, Yele Town, and them are not affiliated to each other, and it is inconvenient to help them on the surface. It's the only way to do it."

It's really shameless to say so grandiosely about misappropriating military rations.

But Bai Zuojian was very willing to deal with a general like him, and felt that he was easier to get along with than An Fuyan, Han Shimei, and the domineering Li Chengye, so he quickly cupped his hands and said, "The general is kind."

"You go talk to them about it."

"As ordered."

Bai Zuojian smiled slightly, and continued: "There is something that I almost forgot to report. Han Sanlang is running a state school and plans to recruit children from Yele City."

Wang Qingxiang thought for a while, then laughed and cursed: "It should be Han Shimei's idea. Scholars like these false names."

"It's said that you don't need to groom your husband, but also take care of the food. Many people in the villages outside the city want to send their children to school."

"Who doesn't want the baby to know a few words? It's a good thing. This general can't stop me."

"Then let the people from Baisha City go to Juncheng Tuncheng to post notices?"

"Let them post it. I guess there are quite a few children who want to go to school. Let your nephew take care of this matter. When the children are all ready, send a few soldiers to send them off."

.........

The start of the state school is expected to be postponed to September [-]th because Su Dasushi led his department to vote.

I thought that Su Dasushi would bring more than 400 people from his tribe, but in the end he brought more than 800 people, and he also helped rescue more than 300 Tang people from his father Khan.

In order to accommodate these people, Yele Metropolitan Governor's Mansion and Baisha Shouzhuo City were extremely busy.

Qian Chonghou and Liu Sangen were originally unwilling to be sent to Baisha City, but when they saw those in the pass who had been used as slaves by the Turkic people for more than ten years, they were all skinny, and they were hugged by their legs and cried until they cried My fellow countrymen, don't mention that it's not a good taste in my heart, I can't help admiring Han Ping'an who is busy comforting him.

"Old man, you can't go back to your hometown in Puzhou. First, the journey is too far, and your body can't bear the torment. Second, you have been away from home for so many years, and you don't have a livelihood when you go back. Let this be your home. My hometown is in Los Angeles. Don’t you want to take root here as well?”

"Thank you for taking care of Chang Shi, Chang Shi is really our reborn parents..."

The one who bowed at the head was an old soldier who had been captured for the longest time. He had been a slave in the snow department for 19 years, and he was only [-] to [-] catties thin.

Han Ping'an felt the same, he gently helped the old man up, and said solemnly: "Don't kneel down again, old man. If you kneel down again, you will hit the faces of us civil servants and military generals of the Tang Dynasty. Let you live in a foreign country for so many years and suffer so much. , suffered so many crimes, it can be seen that I, Anxi, are incompetent."

"Don't dare to say that, it's the little one who is incompetent, the little one should have died in battle long ago, the little one shouldn't have embarrassed Tang..."

"Even if you are captured, you are still a hero of my Tang Dynasty!"

Han Pingan patted the old man's hand lightly, then turned to Qian Chonghou and the others who were silent: "There are people who were born and died for the Tang Dynasty, wandered about, and fell into a foreign land.

There are also people who want to go back to their hometown and are unwilling to stay here.But what if all the compatriots living in the west of Congling Mountain go back to their hometowns in the pass? "

"Damn the humble position, I implore Chang Shi to punish him."

Qian Chonghou was so ashamed that he fell to his knees with a plop.

Liu Sangen had a bad temper, and when he thought of these returned fellow villagers saying that there were still many people who were sold as slaves and sold farther afield, he said eagerly: "I implore Chang Shi to let me wait to kill them and rescue the wandering soldiers! "

Han Pingan stared at him and asked, "How far can you kill people like this, and how many can you save?"

Liu Sangen was stunned.

"I won't let you do the death thing. The compatriots living in Dashi also need to be rescued, but we have to think long-term. The top priority is to defend Baisha City, Yele, and Anxi. Otherwise, those brothers and sisters who came from the pass behind us , they will be captured and made slaves.”

"promise!"

"Most of the soldiers in Juncheng Tuncheng are old. I, Han Ping'an, are fifteen this year, and you are not too old. I am determined to stay here. I don't want to see people with gray hair all over the city, and they will not lose their lives." Knife. How about you, would you like to guard with me?"

"Humble job to follow the long history!"

"Humble job is willing, humble job is willing to die for the long history!"

"Okay, remember your words."

Han Pingan went over to help them up, and said very seriously: "But you will grow old, and I will grow old too, but neither I, Yelebu nor Anxi, can succeed. Hurry up and get married and have children. How many children, this is both a family matter and a state matter."

(End of this chapter)