First Minister of the Tang Dynasty

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Fan Fanzhi's character sounds stable, but to be honest, he is cowardly.

When the Sui general Liu Fang sent troops to Linyi, Fan Fanzhi understood the importance of leaving green mountains without fear of running out of firewood, so he directly led the elite and civil and military forces to flee overseas. After the Sui army was reorganized, Fan Fanzhi came back and restored the country.

Since then, he has been developing in a low-key manner, not daring to make any mistakes. When Qiu He took charge of Jiaozhou, Fan Fanzhi actively made friends with him.

In the fourth year of Wude, Lingnan surrendered to the Tang Dynasty. Fan Fanzhi immediately sent envoys to pay tribute. Perhaps Liu Fang broke his backbone. Since the restoration of the country, Fan Fanzhi has not used the army again, no matter what. Whether you treat Han people or Ji Mi people, treat them all with courtesy.

Perhaps it was due to the influence of Fan Fanzhi, or perhaps the fact that he fled overseas left a shadow on Fan Touli. Fan Touli also had the same character, never initiating troops lightly.

But Fan Touli didn't want to live under the protection of Fan Fanzhi forever. This time, under Fan Zhenlong's repeated provocations, he finally decided to fish in troubled waters next time. In the end, Fan Touli was completely defeated. Li's enterprising heart.

Seeing his old father scolding Fan Zhenlong through gritted teeth, Fan Touli was also panicked.

"Father, now that the matter has been done, let's quickly discuss countermeasures for the future." In fact, Fan Touli still valued Fan Zhenlong, the Qilin'er, in his heart, otherwise he would not agree to his request.

"Yes, Ah Weng, the matter has come to this, and it will not help if you beat and scold me again." Fan Zhenlong shouted impatiently: "The military power is still in your hands. Ah Weng, it is better to quickly distance the troops and strengthen the city defense."

"Confused, idiot", Fan Fanzhi was furious again, "We have only as many soldiers as the Zhenla people. How can we resist? If we use our heads too much and only act recklessly, how can I, Lin Yi, deal with all the countries?"

"Then we can't surrender in Kaicheng, right? Do we still want to flee overseas?" Fan Zhenlong stood up and shouted angrily: "I would rather die in battle than flee."

"Bold, get out, get out of here." These words completely angered Fan Fanzhi, who threw the orb in his hand at Fan Zhenlong.

"Why are you talking to your Aweng? Come down quickly." Fan Touli was still protecting his eldest son and hurriedly pushed Fan Zhenlong out.

"Father, please calm down, Zhenlong is young and frivolous, and he doesn't know what's going on." Fan Touli stepped forward to fill his old father's cup with tea and said softly: "Now a big mistake has been made. Dad, you are the master of a country. How can you make up for it?" You need to make the decision."

"At this time, you think of me as an old immortal." Fan Fanzhi drank the tea in one gulp and glanced at him, "Why didn't you think of me when you were seeking my military power?"

"I don't dare, my father's words are serious." Fan Touli was so shocked that he broke into a cold sweat.

"Do you think you can mobilize Fan's private soldiers without my nod?" Fan Fanzhi said quietly, "I originally thought of letting you do whatever you want, but I didn't expect that I would end up causing trouble."

Fan Touli was shocked, his throat rolled, and he hesitated to speak. He did not expect that everything he did was seen by his old father. Outsiders only thought that the old king was sick in bed and ignored people. However, the reason for not dying was because of old age. Thief, Fan Fanzhi's life has been full of ups and downs. Now that he is over seventy, many old experiences have accumulated into extraordinary wisdom.

"Only with the power of Lin Yi, it is impossible to resist Yishanaxian", Fan Fanzhi said slowly: "I would have planned a way out for Lin Yi a few years ago."

Fan Touli was shocked again and asked hurriedly: "The way out? Please teach me my father." "The suzerain country is the Tang State," Fan Fanzhi lamented, "I don't know how much the Central Plains' national power is superior to our southwest countries. As long as the Central Plains intervenes, Ishanaxian will have no choice but to give up."

"Father, do you mean to ask for help from the Tang State?" Fan Touli frowned and asked, "But will the Tang State help us?"

"Idiot," Fan Fanzhi spat again, "Do you really think that those few loads of food I gave away were for free?"

Fangwu refers to local products and specialties. Ji Kang in the Cao and Wei Dynasties of the Three Kingdoms wrote "Answers to Problems and Health Preservation": "Nine soils reported their duties, and each contributed Fangwu to serve the sincere ears." Officials from various places and vassal states presented them to the emperor when they paid homage to the emperor. Local specialties to show loyalty, this is a custom that has been established over the years.

In the sixth year of Wude, Fan Fanzhi sent an envoy to the Tang Dynasty to express his surrender, and also presented some specialties of Linyi. "Old Book of Tang·Volume 140" says: "In the sixth year of Wude, Fan Fanzhi sent an envoy to the dynasty. In the eighth year, He also sent envoys to offer gifts, and Gaozu set up a banquet with "Jiubu Yue" and gave him the royal brocade."

"Go to the treasury and take out those pieces of brocade, send the envoy to take the brocade with them, and go to Jiaozhou to find Li Shou." Fan Fanzhi lay on the couch and said quite a bit: "Those are the relatives of Emperor Wude." The brocade gift given to me in Linyi represents the vassal relationship, and Li Shoudan dare not refuse."

Fan Touli was overjoyed, but soon his face became panicked and he said anxiously: "My father may not know something. According to the news from Jiaozhou merchants, Li Shou has been dismissed from his post and demoted by the Emperor of Tang Dynasty."

Fan Fanzhi was startled when he heard this, then frowned and said: "There should be someone in charge in Jiaozhou, right? If there is no one in Jiaozhou, then go to Qinzhou or Yongzhou. As long as the Han people see Jincai, they will not dare to sit idly by and ignore it. ".

"The Han people are very particular about face. If the vassal state of Linyi is destroyed, how can the face of the Tang Dynasty remain?"

Fan Touli felt relieved when he heard this. It was indeed true. This was the nature of the Central Plains Dynasty.

One thing to say is that the Central Plains Dynasty treated its vassal states really well. I heard that when the vassal states paid homage to Emperor Daye of the Sui Dynasty, all food and lodging were free. If you like the goods, you can ask for them at will, all for free. This is the wealth of the Central Plains Dynasty. .

"My father is still very resourceful. I will make arrangements right away." Fan Touli received the instruction and was about to leave.

Suddenly Fan Fanzhi stopped him and saw Fan Fanzhi saying worriedly: "Zhenlong is not allowed to command troops before he is forty years old. Remember this."

Fan Touli was also stunned, and then solemnly promised, "Don't worry, Father, I know that Zhenlong's temper is too strong and anxious. After this lesson, I understand."

Seeing that Fan Touli was still so steady, as steady as me, Fan Fanzhi also felt relieved, closed his eyes and waved his hands slightly, and Fan Touli bowed and stepped back.

According to the original trajectory, in the 14th year of Zhenguan, Fan Touli, the Jiandabo Bodhisattva who had worked hard to manage the Linyi Kingdom for more than ten years, died of illness. Prince Fan Zhenlong, who was in his thirties at the time, succeeded to the throne. He raised troops to attack Zhenla and was attacked by his subordinate Maha. Manduojia assassinated him alone, and the Fan dynasty was destroyed.

Outside Temu City, flames shot into the sky, and Zhibovarman stood on the wall with a horrified look on his face.

After a long time, he finally regained his composure, pointed to the sky-high fire outside the city, and looked at General Funan next to him in disbelief, "There are really only five hundred Han people?"

The Funan general also looked in disbelief and nodded with difficulty, "It's the king. He has five hundred people. How dare they, how dare they? Those Zhenla people are over ten thousand at least..."