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Chapter 333 0330 [Self-driving travel expert Yelu Yanxi]

Spring comes and summer goes, autumn harvests and winter hides.

After August [-]th, the days seemed to stop passing by.

If you don't pay attention, a month or two will fly by.

In the gloomy sky, bursts of goose feather snowflakes fell, but the entire Licheng was filled with an atmosphere of celebration.

Colored lanterns are hung high in the streets and alleys.

Pedestrians held umbrellas and strolled through the market with smiles on their faces, buying items for the upcoming New Year.

The weather has been good this year, and the summer and autumn harvests have not been affected at all.

Under the light corvee and low taxes, the people paid taxes and still had some spare money in their hands.

What's more, during the slack season, many people were recruited to build highways and earn a day or two of wages.

In Yingzhou, far north, it also snowed heavily.

A group of broken soldiers galloped wildly in the wilderness.

The number of defeated soldiers was only a few hundred, and a middle-aged man was firmly protected in the middle.

The once aloof Emperor Yelu Yanxi of Tianzuo was now like a bereaved dog.

The whole person was in a miserable state, as if he had been exposed to the ice and snow for a long time, and several frostbite appeared on his cheeks, making him look particularly ferocious.

At this moment, a guard said loudly: "Your Majesty, the war horse has reached its limit. If it runs any further, the horse will be useless. It is better to rest for a while."

"it is good!"

Yelu Yanxi looked back and saw that there was no trace of the pursuers, so he nodded in response.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the strong wind carried goose feathers and heavy snow and poured it into his mouth.

After receiving his order, the defeated troops gradually slowed down their horses and rested at the foot of a leeward hillside.

Turning over and dismounting, Yelu Yanxi took off the kettle from his waist, only to find that an arrow hole had appeared in the silver kettle with carved dragons. The water in the pot had already leaked out.

Seeing this, the guard was about to hand over his kettle, but the kettle was already empty.

Yelu Yanxi sat down on the ground, not caring about the emperor's manners, grabbed the snow on the ground and stuffed it into his mouth.

The white snow melted in his mouth and turned into a stream of cold snow water, which went straight down his throat and into his stomach. He shivered from the cold.

"I regret not listening to the words of Chongde (Yelü Dashi)!"

Yelu Yanxi looked up to the sky and sighed, feeling extremely regretful in his heart.

In July of this year, the captured Yelu Dashi escaped from the golden tent and took away two thousand Liao soldiers and returned to Yelu Yanxi.

In August, he received the support of the Weimogeshi tribe of the Mongolian clan in Yinshan. This made Yelu Yanxi overjoyed, thinking that he was destined to be destined, and prepared to send troops to fight the Jin Dynasty and regain the lost territory of the Liao Kingdom.

However, Yelu Dashi resolutely opposed it. He felt that the Liao army was defeated again and again, and its morale was low. A decisive battle at this time was not a good strategy.

For the current plan, we should retreat to Kedun City, the Liao Kingdom's strategic military town in the northwest.

This place has been valued by successive Liao emperors since the founding of the Liao Dynasty. It has the Jian'an Army Jiedushi Department and is the residence of the Liaoning North Road Recruitment Department. Even during the war in the late Liao Dynasty, the northwest was still relatively stable, with more than [-] troops and hundreds of thousands of war horses.

Twenty thousand cavalry and one hundred thousand war horses only need to recuperate for a few years before they can make a comeback.

However, what no one expected was that Yelu Yanxi suddenly lost his mind and went crazy at this moment, determined to fight the Jinren.

In September, Yelu Yanxi led his troops out of Jiashan. At first, the battle went smoothly. With the addition of Yelu Dashi, the Liao army captured Yuyang Ridge and captured Tiande, Dongsheng, Ningbian, Yunnei and other prefectures.

When they went south to Wuzhou, they encountered the Jin army, and the two sides fought in the water at Yan'er.

The result, naturally, speaks for itself.

The Liao army was defeated, and the Jin army killed [-] people and captured [-] prisoners!

Yelu Yanxi was also driven away by Wanyan Lou's family like a dog. She ran all over the mountains and plains, almost making a big circle around the Northland and Mongolia. She was the first person to travel by car.

Suddenly, the ground trembled.

"not good!"

Yelu Yanxi's complexion changed drastically, he jumped up from the ground, and ran away on his horse.

The chasers are coming!

Sure enough, a large black cavalry appeared in the distance.

The power of thousands of cavalry galloping made Yelu Yanxi turn pale.

Under the protection of his personal guards, Yelu Yanxi exerted all his strength and whipped the horse's butt hard with the whip in his hand.

It's just that the war horse has been running for too long and is already exhausted.

After running for several miles, the horse could no longer hold on. Its front hooves gave way and fell to the ground.

Yelu Yanxi was also hit hard on the frozen soil, her eyes blackened, and she fainted.

When he woke up again, he saw a ferocious face.

The owner of the face looked at him, grinned widely, showed his yellow teeth, and spoke a string of Jurchen dialects.

This person is none other than Wanyan Loushi.

Seeing his blank expression, Wanyan Xi on the side translated into Liao language: "No matter how cunning the fox is, he can't escape the hunter's pursuit."

Hearing this, Yelu Yanxi suddenly blushed and said angrily: "I am the emperor of Liao Kingdom, how dare Zhu Zi'an bully me!"

How could he bear this group of barbarians actually comparing themselves to animals?

Even if he is captured now, he is still the emperor of Liao and should be treated with courtesy.

Only the emperor can punish the emperor!

This is not only respect for the other party, but also respect for yourself.

After so many years, the nobility and royal family of the Liao Kingdom have been completely Chineseized, and their way of thinking is no different from that of the Han people.

Often when Zhao and Song came out with some popular poems, it wouldn't take long for them to be sung in Beijing in the Liao Kingdom.

However, Wanyan Loushi didn't care so much. He gave a cruel smile, raised his hand and slapped her.

Snapped!

This slap made Yelu Yanxi's eyes sparkle with stars, and a smell of rust filled his mouth.

"Barbarians, barbarians!" After regaining consciousness, Yelu Yanxi spit out a mouthful of blood and muttered to himself.

Wanyan Loushi stood up and waved his hand: "Escort him back to Shangning Mansion!"

Wanyan Xiyin asked: "Oliyan, Dashi Linya ran to the west, do you want to continue the pursuit?"

Hearing this, Wanyan Loushi shook his head: "No need, Dashi Linya is just a lost dog, he doesn't dare to come back."

"Ah."

Wanyan Xiyin nodded in agreement, and then said with a smile: "Now that the Liao Emperor has been captured alive, those Liao nobles and surrendered generals should be completely honest."

"It's time to teach the Song people a lesson!"

Wanyan Loushi looked towards the south from a distance, her cold eyes full of bloodthirsty killing intent.

Just a while ago, he learned that his son had his limbs broken off by one of Zhao Song's rebels, turning him completely into a cripple.

A tooth for a tooth, blood for blood.

He vowed not to kill the other party, but to break the other party's limbs and raise him in a pig pen like a beast.

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Xuanhe six years.

On December [-]th, the first imperial meeting was being held in the main hall of Shaoyang Palace.

In addition to the officials from various ministries and colleges, there were also officials who came back to Yidu from various prefectures and counties to report on their work.

The huge hall was packed with people at the moment.

Since the tables and chairs could not be set aside, the officials all chose to sit on the floor with a futon on their buttocks.

It was snowing heavily outside the palace, but inside the palace it was as warm as spring.

Eight huge copper stoves emit waves of heat.

Liu Qi leaned against the stove, feeling warm all over, and was sleeping soundly at the moment.

Nie Dong on the side saw him and secretly punched him.

Liu Qi suddenly woke up from the pain, looked at Nie Dong reproachfully, and whispered: "Why are you beating me?"

Nie Dong didn't dare to speak and glared at him fiercely.

Seeing this, Liu Qi curled his lips and saw that the civil servant was still reporting on his work non-stop, and planned to sleep for a while.

There was nothing he could do, he really couldn't listen to this.

At this moment, Lao Jiu, wearing armor, strode into the hall and said loudly: "Report to the county magistrate, urgent report from the north!"

Northern Express?

Upon hearing these four words, Liu Qi, who was still drowsy at first, immediately widened his eyes and became extremely energetic.

At the same time, Nie Dong, Han Shizhong and other generals changed their minds.

Han Zhen looked calm and said in a calm tone: "Send it up."

Upon hearing this, Lao Jiu immediately stepped forward and took out a bamboo tube from his arms.

After checking the paint and seal as usual, and glancing at the code in the lower left corner, Han Zhen slowly started to read.

After reading it, he crumpled the note into a ball, put it in his sleeve pocket, and ordered: "Liu Shangshu, continue."

"This year, the Ministry of Household Affairs has a total income of more than [-] million guan, an expenditure of [-] million guan, and a balance of more than [-] million guan, of which grain, grass and cloth account for [-]%."

More than [-] million gold, which seems to be quite a lot, almost equal to that of Zhao and Song Dynasties, but in fact, the six salt offices of Guangling and Mizhou accounted for the majority.

It also includes Zhao Song's compensation, as well as miscellaneous income such as house confiscation.

The actual revenue from tax collection is less than [-] million yuan.

There is no way, Shandong only has such a large population, and last year it implemented a policy of light corvee and low tax, and a policy of recuperation.

The only good thing is that the proportion of commercial taxes is very high, which shows that Han Zhen's efforts were not in vain.

Next year, business taxes will continue to increase.

Waiting for Liu Mi to finish his report, Han Zhen spoke slowly, setting the tone for next year's development: "Next year we will still be agriculture-oriented, and state governments will vigorously develop industry and commerce, but we must not be eager for quick success and instant benefits, but adapt to local conditions. Each ministry and institute will write a report on The details of next year’s development plan will be presented.”

"The minister takes orders!"

All the officials responded in unison.

All the work that needs to be reported has been completed.

Han Zhen chuckled and said: "I promised before to establish a commercial stock system. Now that one year is over, it's time to pay dividends."

Dividends!

The officials in the main hall were shocked and looked at Han Zhen expectantly.

Han Zhen looked at the monkey and ordered: "Dean Yang, tell me about the results of this year's official trade caravan."

After hearing this, the monkey stood up and said loudly: "The total profit of the trade caravan this year is more than [-] million yuan, of which Zhao, Song, Dali, and Xixia accounted for [-]%. When the maritime trade caravan is completed next year , the profit is expected to double or triple.”

hiss!

As soon as he finished speaking, a series of inhaling sounds sounded in the hall.

More than [-] million strings really shocked them.

However, there are also a large number of officials in Shandong now, not to mention that [-]% of them have to go to the inner palace, and the remaining is divided into one cent, which is not so exaggerated, and may not be as good as the officials of Zhao and Song Dynasty.

But this is just the beginning, and Haitrade has not yet begun to exert its strength.

You know, the fifty countries on the sea are the real leeks.

Because of this, Monkey can talk wildly, saying that it expects profits to double or triple next year.

(End of this chapter)