If I let you stay in Lingnan, how could you become the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty?

Chapter 15: Wolves travel the world eating meat, dogs travel the world eating shit, please read on!
"Don't wait any longer. The young man's head will turn gray, and there will be no regrets!"

In the hall, Li An and many generals knocked on the table with wine bottles, beat the rhythm, and sang loudly:
"The shame of Weishui has not yet been avenged, and the hatred of Wuyuan, when will it be eliminated! Drive a long chariot and break through the gap in the Helan Mountains! With great ambition, I will eat the meat of the barbarians when I am hungry, and drink the blood of the Xiongnu when I am thirsty. I will start from the beginning, rebuild the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky!"

In this poem, Li An borrowed the lyrics from Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong".

However, two of the sentences were changed.

The so-called Weishui Shame and Wuyuan Hatred refers to the fact that Li Yuan, in order to seize the world, surrendered to the Huns by the Weishui River and offered a lot of money and goods, and ceded Wuyuan and Yulin to the Huns.

As a result, the Xiongnu occupied the Hetao area and used it as an excuse to repeatedly invade the Tang Dynasty.

Although Li Shimin worked hard to govern the country and finally recaptured Yulin, Wuyuan and other places, the Huns are still a major threat to the Tang Dynasty!
On that day, Li An led his army to capture Meng Chun's lair and burned the food and grass of the barbarian coalition army. Then he occupied the terrain and waited for Meng Chun's army to arrive.

Although Meng Chun's army was said to have 100,000 soldiers, it was pure bragging, but it actually had 30,000 soldiers.

Seeing that the mountains and plains were full of enemies, many Tang soldiers couldn't help but feel afraid of fighting.

At this moment, Li An led everyone to sing "Man Jiang Hong", and then was the first to rush down with a sword raised.

The four thousand Tang soldiers were infected by the heroic spirit in Li An's poems, and when they saw that their prince was the first to rush forward with a sword raised, they all became fearless and rushed forward with their weapons raised and shouting.

Four thousand Tang troops instantly turned into four thousand howling wolves.

Meng Chun's 30,000-strong army was like 30,000 lambs to be slaughtered. They were defeated in one fell swoop!
Then, Li An ordered his men not to accept Meng Chun's surrender, but to chop off his head and hang it high in front of the battle. He also ordered his men to stew wild boar and elk in a pot, and then the soldiers ate the meat with swords and knives in front of the battle.

As a result, the surrounding barbarians were so frightened that they expressed their willingness to surrender to the Tang army and never dared to covet Lingnan again.

At this moment, many generals followed Li An in singing the song Man Jiang Hong again. They seemed to have remembered the scene on the battlefield that day, and their faces were flushed with excitement.

Several generals even had tears on their faces. They stood up and sang loudly, beating their chests.

After singing a song, Li An drew out the long sword from his waist, put a piece of meat directly on the plate, and said with a smile:
"Wolves eat meat when they travel the world, dogs eat shit when they travel the world. When our Lingnan army eats meat, that's when we defeat the enemy!"

"But how can we defeat the enemy? That is, our Lingnan army must have the determination and courage to fight to the death no matter when and where. As the saying goes, when two brave men meet on a narrow road, the brave will win!"

"Remember, the enemy is a sheep, and we are wolves, howling wild wolves! No matter how many people the enemy has, our Lingnan army must not be afraid, let alone retreat. When I give an order, you all have to charge forward with a howl!"

"If we defeat the enemy, we can eat meat, but if we lose, we can only eat shit!"

"Tell me, do you want to eat meat or shit?"

Hearing his words, all the generals burst into laughter.

"Your Majesty, I want to eat meat!"

"Yes, we are all howling wolves. We can only eat meat and leave the shit for the enemy to eat!"

"..."

After all the generals were drunk and staggered away, Li An leaned back in his chair in dishevel, playing with his wine glass with one hand, and slapped the table and said:
"Where are the people? Come quickly, keep playing the music and dancing!"

Several beauties walked gracefully into the hall and danced in the middle.

"After three years of hard work, I finally have a good life where I don't have to worry about food or clothes, and I don't have to worry about people missing me when I sleep."

He clapped his hands comfortably on his thigh, thinking happily.

After thinking for a while, he turned to look at Feng Lang:
"Xiao Feng, how about you go hunting with me tomorrow?"

Feng Lang looked at him expressionlessly:
"Your Highness, you yourself issued a decree that there is only one month of hunting each year. Now is not the time yet."

"Yup!"

Li An slapped his head:
"Then change it. In Lingnan, except for me who can hunt freely, no one else is allowed to hunt and kill wild animals at will."

Feng Lang looked at him speechlessly and sighed, "Your Majesty, how can you change the decree you issued at will? It's not good to change your decree every day."

Li An couldn't help but frown:

"I have worked hard for three years and finally have a good life. Can't I enjoy it?"

"Your Majesty, although the people of Lingnan are living a better life now, there are still many things that need your help. The memorials in the study are already piling up like a mountain..."

Hearing this, Li An slammed the table:
"Where is the Chief Secretary? Did I invite him here just to eat dry food?"

"These memorials were sent by the Chief Historian."

Feng Lang sighed:

"He said that these memorials are all very critical issues, and he cannot interfere and make decisions for you, Your Highness!"

Li An waved his hand with an expression of complete trust:

"It's okay, I trust him unconditionally, just let him make the decision for me!"

Feng Lang was completely speechless.

Chief Secretary Ye Zhun is already sixty-seven years old this year. He had already lived in seclusion in the mountains for many years before Li An arrived in Lingnan and refused to enter the officialdom.

However, Li An persuaded him to leave the mountain with his eloquence and made him the chief secretary of the palace to handle government affairs for him.
Lingnan's affairs are complicated. Poor Ye Zhun, who is almost 70 years old, has to stay at his desk all night to deal with various problems.
It's more than 996.

It's simply 007!
The donkeys in the production team can still take a break.

But Ye Zhun doesn’t even have time to rest every day. The number of gray hairs on his head, which were already few in number, is becoming fewer and fewer, and soon he will be comparable to the bald programmers of later generations!

"Your Highness, Ye Changshi is almost seventy years old. If you continue to treat him like a donkey, I'm afraid he won't be able to work hard for you for many more days..."

Hearing this, Li An finally stopped talking. After a long silence, he nodded:

"The Chief Secretary is indeed old, but unfortunately we still have too few talented people in Lingnan, and we can't find anyone who can replace him!"

When Feng Lang heard this, he quickly bowed to Li An:

"So, Your Majesty, you should stop indulging in entertainment and take care of government affairs more."

Li An sighed.

Damn it, I traveled through time and space and became a prince. I worked hard to manage Lingnan for three years.
Now the sea is peaceful and the rivers are clear, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the surrounding barbarians respect them.
I thought I could enjoy it more.

As a result, I still have to sit at my desk every day to deal with various tedious matters.

What’s the difference between this and going back to ancient times and being a hard-working office worker!
However, these things cannot be undone.

Even if Ye Zhun is a fat sheep, you can't just fleece him, otherwise you will end up skinning him alive.

Thinking of this, he waved his hands, with a look of agony on his face:

"Bring the memorial here."

Feng Lang was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately turned around and prepared to submit the memorial.

Unexpectedly, he had just taken a few steps when Li An called him back:
"Xiao Feng, these memorials are too complicated and difficult to handle. You don't need to bring too many, just... bring three or five!"

Hearing his words, Feng Lang staggered and almost fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)