The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 325 Ten Years Gathering (End of this volume)

"What does King Yong want to order the humble official to do?"

"Do nothing, just walk."

The flames of Bawu Ridge illuminated the night sky, and screams lingered in the surrounding darkness, cavalrymen with weapons roared past, Geng Qing over there looked back, smiled and made a gesture of "please", inviting Zhao Zhouyi Walk around.

"It's been a long time since I talked with you. I have to talk to you one by one when I come back this time. Now that I'm free, I'll talk to you first."

Today, the situation in the world is complicated and difficult to describe. After Tang Ting Zen became the leader, no one can figure out the final ownership of the world. When Li Keyong was defeated in Luze and two prefectures, Zhu Wen tragically died at the hands of his son, and the Khitan tiger looked down on the south. What will happen next moment? Big things don't seem surprising anymore.

Zhao Zhouyi was walking on one side. He turned his head to see the roaring silhouettes running in the darkness, and there was a line of quiet troops behind him. Shang Shuling, who used to have only more than 100 people, is already qualified to compete for the world.

He is not an idiot, King Yong wanted to talk to himself alone at this time, obviously it was not a simple chat, after a moment of silence, he said: "King Yong, the reason for coming back this time is Fengxiang and Longzhou?"

On the side, Geng Qing didn't look at him with his hands behind his back, he looked straight ahead, or smiled at the soldiers and generals who passed by him, and after a while, he opened his mouth, but he said something else.

"I have seen a lot of prosperity in the Central Plains and the north. Compared with this side, they are all considered prosperous. The northwest is barren and sparsely populated, and it also has a unique advantage, that is, the business route to the west, which cannot be earned by other states. Good things I got. Before I left, I reminded again and again to increase the number of Han Chinese, reduce the number of party members who joined the army, and try to let them maximize their own advantages to herd and hunt. The government also increased support for them to do these things to earn a lot of money Remuneration, they will continue to rely on it for years, decades, or even dozens of generations, and there will be no more troubles, but on the way these few days, I found that the words I told you when I left were not carried out to the end. "

Zhao Zhouyi opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but was interrupted by a figure walking in front raising her hand.

"Listen to me. You all have your own aspirations and ideas, and you want to practice it. There is nothing wrong with this, and I won't blame it. It's just that the speed of repairing the mistakes is too slow, making a small bag turn into a pustule. Back Before Chang'an, I had already started to manage the situation in the north, and tried my best to control the Khitan people, but I may not have enough energy here, King Qi is currently in bed with unhealed old wounds."

Geng Qing turned her head and showed Zhao Zhouyi's familiar smile. It was a fox-like smile in the dimness and firelight.

"Since I'm sick in bed, it's better to rest and recuperate. Longzhou needs a new person who can do things."

The meaning of the last sentence is already obvious. Zhao Zhouyi lowered his head, not daring to look at the gaze of King Yong. They were all trembling slightly, raised their hands and clasped their fists heavily, and said in a low voice:

"King Qi was poisoned by a poisoned arrow, and his illness has not improved for a month. It is not impossible to take a rest like this."

"We're doing it for his own good."

Geng Qing came over, supported the other party with both hands, looked at him calmly and clearly, it seemed that there was no darkness in the words just said to kill the donkey.

Geng Qing smiled.

"There is no chaos in the northwest, which is a very good result. However, there is Wang Jian of Shu in the south, Li Keyong in the north, and a few disobedient ministers in the south, but these are not serious diseases. The first thing is to In the Khitan in the north, I will put most of my energy there, and clean up the surrounding disobedience along the way, and the northwest is my biggest tax revenue."

In the words, the roaring war horses in the distance cheered, and a group of party prisoners who were being guarded by the infantry were pulled over with ropes. Geng Qing turned and looked there, continuing to say what he had just said.

"After the party's rebellion this time, I want to rule the Northwest, gather together for ten years, and rest for ten years. With Chang'an as the center, radiate the surrounding states and counties, talk about doing business with us with the barbarians, and bring them together to make money and have food. Eat, have clothes to wear, have books to read, gather and unite everything that can be united, and then wipe out the surrounding dissidents."

"This is what I think, ten years, is it enough?"

With the night wind blowing on his face, Geng Qing turned his head in a flat voice, looked at Zhao Zhouyi, and raised his finger to the kneeling prisoner over there.

"They handed it over to you. Kill all the leaders, and select some friendly ones for them. Afterwards, they will live by the water and herd horses and sheep."

After the words fell, he made a 'cut' gesture, Shaluqi took the order to leave, and not long after, dozens of captives were separated and taken away to the distant mountains and forests.

Feng Wu whimpered and ran along the hills and the ground. Zhao Zhouyi clasped his fists in silence, bid farewell briefly, and brought his Fengxiang Army to take over the party captives one by one.

The hill was still burning, and in the light of the flames, Li Cunxiao dismounted and came over, leaning on the ground with a spear of King Yu, standing next to his brother, watching the Fengxiang army who counted the prisoners and slowly retreated to the camp in the distant mountain.

Geng Qing was also looking at him, the previous majesty and solemnity on his face was gone, and then he put on a relieved expression, and he let out a sigh of relief.

"Pretending to be in control of the world is somewhat difficult and uncomfortable."

"Because brother, he hasn't reached that level yet." Li Cunxiao hugged Chang Bing, "If we really want to reach that point, brother doesn't need to pretend, he will. But just now, according to brother, don't fight for ten years?"

"Is it possible to go without war for ten years?"

Geng Qing laughed, the whole hill was burning in his eyes, and whispered softly: "Ten years. Really ten years is not bad." '

Time gradually passed, the sky gradually brightened, the sun shone from the east sky, the burning mountain fire had been extinguished, and the thick black smoke was still rising in the sky, the fighting troops withdrew in an orderly manner, pulled out their camps and went south, and joined the Longzhou cavalry , to the city of Tunza.

At the end of October, King Qi and Longyou Jiedu envoy Li Jiji, who were sick in bed, withdrew temporarily from the center of power, and handed over the power of Longyou to Gengqing, King Yong. From the current situation, it has been a peaceful transfer.

On this point, there is no objection from the top and bottom of Longyou. After all, this King Yong is familiar with the government affairs of Longzhou. After things stabilized, the new leader of the Tuoba tribe accepted the canonization of the Daliang government and became the governor of Jingyuan. The recovering King Qi also served as the envoy of the Xuanfu party and married the daughter of the party leader Tuoba Chaoxin.

So far, the Dangxiang rebellion in Longzhou subsided.

When such news spread, in the same year, at the beginning of November, Geng Qing returned to Longzhou to quell the party turmoil, set up a strategy for Longzhou to recuperate, sent envoys to Zhangjia, Tuyuhun, Tubo, and Uighur in Guiyi Prefecture, and set up border crossings. trade.

In the south, crossing the Shannan West Road and entering the land of Shu, Wang Jian, who has already won the western and eastern Sichuan, does not care about the situation in the Central Plains and the North. .

On the third day of November, the Northwest was still quelling the chaos of the party. The second son Wang Zongyi is the prince.

After Zhu Wen abolished Tang and proclaimed himself emperor, the news that Shu Wang Wang Jian established himself as emperor spread throughout the world with this winter. The former is dead, while the latter is carved into a spiritual tablet, which is sucked with stones every day.

However, among the people, such news is nothing more than some talk, and there are not many waves.

Going far away to Luoyang, the white winter snow was about to melt away. Zhu Youzhen received the news, but after cursing a few words, she continued to convene all the ministers to discuss the matter of moving the capital to Kaifeng.

The wind and snow are swaying, and there are still snowflakes falling in Taiyuan. In the warm palace hall, Li Ke is lying on the couch with gray hair and a thin figure, trying to support his tired body, not letting himself fall, looking out the window , the supporting arm became unbalanced, and the whole person fell down and knocked over the stove. This was the third time he fainted.

The palace is in chaos, the snowflakes are blowing with the wind, the road going north to the east, an old horse, a lone shadow, Qin Huaimian with a sword at his waist, wine hanging in his hand, wandering through the vast snow, random in a house He stopped his horse in front of the yard, shook off the snowflakes accumulated on his clothes, and sat under the eaves, thinking about the road ahead.

The white color extends infinitely from the bottom of his eyes. Farther to the north, the convoy stopped due to the heavy snow temporarily stayed in a nearby small county. Zhao Hongjun took his wife and children to enjoy the snow scene that he hadn't seen for a long time.

After this year, they will stay in a place called Khitan for a long, long time
Occasionally, when he thought of someone, the chubby figure picked up the hot wine and toasted in the direction of Chang'an. See you later, I don't know what year or month.

Alas, this world.
He sighed.

(End of this chapter)