The Rise of the Marquis

Chapter 27 Zuoqiu Fufeng
"Mr. Mu, Wang Jian is backed by the Han Dynasty. What if we rashly send troops to offend the Han Dynasty? Should we communicate with that side first?" Shi Zuoqiu Fufeng, the military commander of the palace, was a little suspicious, "A foreigner appeared in the south. , I also heard from the merchants from the north that the sound of the Yinshan and Ershan areas is not good, and the number of Han army families stationed there is less and less.

According to my speculation, the Han Dynasty may have gained a huge advantage in the war against aliens before reducing the garrison in the north. It is not wise to offend the Han Dynasty at this juncture. "

"What, are you afraid? You really embarrass our Mu family." Another young man looked disdainful. He is Mu Zhiyong, the chief envoy of the Duke's residence, and he has another identity, that is, Mu Sheng, Duke of Maling. The fourth son is Mu Zhiyong, Mu Sheng's favorite son.

To seal him as the governor of the government residence is to let him take care of the affairs of the government.

Zuoqiu Fufeng had also suggested to Duke Mu several times that it was inappropriate for this matter, because the eldest son Mu Zhiming had already been designated as the heir, but letting the fourth son take charge of the family at this time would probably cause Xiao Qiang's calamity and sibling disputes.

The first few times, Mu Gong just nodded and ignored it. It was not until he was angrily scolded by Mu Gong for "managing too leniently" when he mentioned this matter in the backyard that he realized his mistake. It was never the Mu family, and in Maling City, all the important positions in the fief were held by the children of the Mu family, and outsiders like him had no chance at all.

So even though he was angry in his heart, he didn't dare to refute the rudeness of the Fourth Young Master Mu Zhiyong, let alone his opinion, he just cupped his hands and said, "What's your opinion, Young Master?"

"Twelve years ago, an army of aliens invaded the country of Dai. I Zhao, South Korea, Wei, Song, and Zheng in the south, Qi and Wei in the east, and Yan in the northwest formed a coalition army, but they were barely able to repel them. Then They are just partial teachers of other people, no matter how powerful the Han army is, it is impossible to completely defeat them!
The Han army wants to control the aliens in the north, so how dare they attack us?Fight on both sides unless they kill themselves. "

"The Han army also fought on both sides." Zuoqiu Fufeng reminded: "For Yelang and the Huns, they will fight from the north to the south and win all of them."

"It's just luck, and how can the Huns and Yelang be compared with other people!" When his own words were refuted, Mu Zhiyong's neck flushed and he refuted loudly, because few people in the government would refute him: "I heard Said that Yelang is just a barbarian in the south, who used rattan and wooden sticks in battle."

"That's rattan armor."

"Anyway, it's almost the same. What's the difference between fighting with stones and sticks and playing house with a three-year-old child? Besides, the Huns in the north were chased by strangers and fled all the way west. They are just barbarians who can ride horses and shoot arrows. What can they do! "

Zuoqiu Fufeng stopped arguing, just nodded his head to express his approval of the Fourth Young Master's statement, because he knew that it would be pointless to continue arguing.

Mu Sheng didn't answer immediately, and ordered people to bury Mu Shiming's body. Don't hold a high-profile funeral, because it will only make things known to more people.

He paced upwards, and the fluffy beard of the official behind him was shaking up and down. He pinched the beard on the right with his hand, as if he wanted to pull it off one by one. Anyone who knew him knew that he was thinking about something at this time. There will be conclusions soon.

Sure enough, after a while, Mu Sheng came to a conclusion, "Zhiyong's consideration is very reasonable, don't worry about the Han Dynasty.

When Shi Ming died, the Wang family had to pay the price. If he lived for a day, he would show contempt for our Mu family. Everyone will see it. No one will respect our family anymore. No matter what, we must send troops. "

After finishing speaking, he looked at his eldest son Mu Zhijian, "Go to Heyin, take my order to gather the soldiers there, and bring them here."

The eldest son, Mu Zhijian, was very tall and tall, with a majestic face in Chinese characters. He was already in his 40s and still looked like an obedient child in front of his father. He immediately took the tiger amulet and said, "Of order, I will leave early tomorrow morning." Father."

"Well, you go and rest first."

After the eldest son retired, Duke Ma Ling continued to order: "Zhiyong, you follow my order to gather the troops of Maling City, and they must all reach the south of the city in three days."

The fourth son took the order and happily went with the tiger talisman.

Zuoqiu Fufeng felt that something was wrong, and asked his son to gather the Heyin army, and handed over the troops of Maling City to his fourth son. However, he remembered the previous lesson, so he didn't speak again this time.

The troops assembled under the order of Ma Linggong are all pro-army, without the king's tiger talisman, even the six Zhengqing have no right to recruit people into the army, but it is not difficult for them to obtain the tiger talisman.

"Take me to write a letter to the king. I need to use tiger charms to eliminate bandits." Mu Sheng said to the clerk beside him. With the passage of time, Zhao Wang and Zhang's lineage have been taken over by the major nobles, gradually losing their power, and now they are just a symbol.

The clerk nodded, sat down skillfully on the east side of the hall, and began to grind ink and write skillfully. Obviously, he did this kind of thing not once or twice.

It wasn't until most people made arrangements that Duke Ma Ling turned his head to look at him, squeezed out a smile and said, "Mr. Zuoqiu, what you said is very reasonable, but I have my own difficulties, not I didn't consider your suggestion, but in comparison, your considerations are not as important as Zhiyong's.

In the future, there are still many things that need to be considered by Mr.'s staff, and it depends on your talent and learning. "

Zuoqiu Fufeng repeatedly cupped his hands: "Mr. Ma Ling is too polite, how dare your subordinates, this is a matter of duty, a matter of duty."

If it is the first time to work with Ma Linggong, people may be moved, but he is different. He has seen too much, and he has done too much with Ma Linggong. He knows that what Ma Linggong thinks is not at all. As he said, there are actually not so many reasons. The most important thing is that Mu Zhiyong is from the Mu family, but he is not. He is always an outsider.

So he didn't have any expectations from the beginning, and he won't be fooled by Ma Linggong's words. He must have something to say, and the words are yet to come.
"When the army goes north, the transportation of grain and grass is a big problem. At least [-] civilians must be recruited to transport grain and grass, and wartime taxes must be added. These things are very important and necessary. I don't feel relieved to leave it to others. I think about it. I can only trouble Mr.

Mu Sheng stroked his beard, patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "In the government, only the gentleman with these talents can take on the great responsibility."

"The matter of transporting grain and grass"

"Let Gu Ming go, that kind of rough and tiring work will not bother you sir."

Zuoqiu Fufeng nodded, cupped his hands and said: "Duke Ma Ling attaches so much importance to me, I will not disgrace the mission." But he knew in his heart that this was dirty work and he would do it. Gu Ming was the son-in-law of Duke Ma Ling, and he was going to transport grain and grass , you have to go to the collection of civil servants and pay more taxes
But he had no choice, he didn't join the Ma Ling Guild and replaced it with someone else, all because he was not from the Mu family, in Zhao country, and even in the eastern countries, this was an inescapable fate.

(End of this chapter)