A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

The late autumn on Guangnan West Road is a bit hot and dry.

The sun is not small, but the key is that it has not rained for half a month, which makes people feel anxious.

"What the hell kind of weather is this?" Tang Ren looked up at the mountains opposite and said with a headache, "Shouldn't it be cold weather? Why is it still so hot?"

As soon as he arrived at Guangnan West Road, he hurried to the area where the natives gathered.

After Song Shiyao burned the Jiaozhi people to death, he was praised by the officials of Guangnan West Road for his success. He stood on the other side, looking through the telescope at the mountain.

"Qianji, the natives here are fierce. They have collected a lot of food this season and will not come down the mountain."

"Really?" Tang Ren was also watching, "Tell the accompanying soldiers not to come over."

"Why?" If Tang Ren had not served in Fuzhou, Song Shiyao would probably think that he was a mediocre official.

"No reason." Tang Ren ordered: "Back off and set up camp, send out scouts to sweep the surrounding areas, and don't get close."

They brought three thousand troops, which the transit envoy felt was not enough, but Tang Ren rejected the suggestion of sending more troops.

There are too many people and horses, and the food and grass that need to be transported along the way will become a burden on the soldiers and civilians of Guangnan West Road.

Tang Ren is here to solve problems and does not want to create new ones.

The army camped, Tang Ren had a sheep slaughtered, and he cooked the food himself.

Put the mutton cut into pieces into the pot and remove the foamy impurities, then change the water and cook.

The firewood was crackling and burning in the makeshift earthen stove. Song Shiyao stuffed a dead branch into it, raised his head and sniffed, "It tastes good. But why not add seasoning?"

"That's right." Tang Ren said: "The Marquis of Guixin said that it is best not to add seasoning to the mutton. The more seasoning is added, the worse the taste. It is better to bring some mutton flavor... If there is no mutton flavor, then what else can we eat mutton?"

"Is this so?" Song Shiyao spent his early days hanging out in the inspection department, and later transferred to the army. He ate from a big pot and liked food with strong flavors the most.

Once you get used to eating strong flavors, you will find that those so-called delicacies are bland and your taste buds can no longer taste the taste of the food itself.

But this lamb is different.

Once cooked, take it out and sprinkle with salt.

"start."

Tang Ren took a bite and felt that the meat was tender and tender, and the juices exploded in his mouth. Then the salty grains of salt intertwined and melted slowly...

“Good lamb!”

Song Shiyao just ate one piece and instantly felt that the first half of his life had been in vain.

"Is there such a delicacy?" He asked in surprise: "In the past, the food in the army was cooked, and more seasonings were added... I didn't know that mutton only needed to be boiled..."

"Let's see if the sheep is good." Tang Ren explained: "The converted man likes to eat braised mutton, and he also likes barbecue. He especially likes to grill it for dinner and midnight snacks... This is not limited to one corner, and the same principle , If we want to appease the natives, we can’t wait, otherwise they won’t come down until next spring.”

"Yes! Those natives are so cunning. They won't go down the mountain without any benefit."

Song Shiyao said with a headache: "And they don't trust us. This is the most difficult thing."

"Trust is a prerequisite for solving affairs, but it's okay if you don't have it." Tang Ren said: "I'll ask you to go back and ask for some money, food, pigs and sheep."

"Qianji, we brought enough to eat this time."

"It's not for us to eat."

Tang Ren smiled and said: "Walking around at the foot of the mountain... It will be difficult for the natives in winter and spring, right? Yes, I think there will be no food in the mountains at that time, but they can only sit and eat. In the end, they will be hungry, so they go Grab a handful.”

Song Shiyao said: "That's exactly it."

He felt that this Tang Ren was still somewhat interesting, at least he wasn't that rigid official.

"When the stuff arrives, let them take it for a walk down the mountain."

"What do you mean?" Song Shiyao was startled, and then he came to his senses, "Is this to lure the enemy?"

"This idea of ​​yours is very dangerous." Tang Ren suddenly frowned and said: "Those natives are our brothers and sisters, how can they be enemies? What do you think? You can even think of the word enemy, which shows that we often fight against those people. Brothers and sisters, please look back and reflect on yourselves."

This is a civil servant! Insidious and cunning, he can always find a reason for himself before doing something immoral.

Tang Ren felt that there was nothing wrong with his arrangement, so he retreated into the tent and slept with confidence.

When he woke up, he yawned and came out and asked, "Are you here?"

"It's still early, it will take at least three days."

It is not difficult to mobilize grain, pigs and sheep, but the difficulty lies in mobilizing carts.

Fuzhou is a military fortress. Everything, including women and children, are born for war, so there is no mobilization. In just one sentence, they will consciously hand over the resources they have.

But this is Guangnan West Road, which is not only remote, but also poor.

On the third day, a group of carts arrived.

Most of the drivers driving the carriages were injured, and they looked sad and angry, but they dared not speak out when they were angry.

No one cares about them, but Tang Ren does.

"what happened?"

He felt that there was nothing wrong with his arrangement. Why were these people so aggrieved?

No one answered.

Tang Ren got angry and said, "If you don't say anything, we will all be requisitioned until next year."

This was a means of breaking up a family. Tang Ren didn't know how to use it, but he used it to threaten the coachmen at this time.

This is a compassionate heart, but it must also be assisted by thunderbolt means.

The coachmen shivered for a long time and did not dare to speak as they looked at the sergeants escorting them.

"roll!"

Tang Ren was angry, pointed at the soldiers and said, "Get over here."

This group of soldiers were originally lazy, but now they were panicked by Tang Ren's roar.

If Tang Ren went back and wrote a memorial to impeach them, what would be the consequences?

It will definitely be dealt with.

So before Song Shiyao sent people to drive them away, a sergeant said: "Qian Ju, they are not very willing..."

The reluctance to requisition a large car sounded fine, but Tang Ren had been living in Fuzhou for so long and knew that there was something wrong with it, so he sneered and said: "What do you mean by reluctance to requisition? There is no such thing as reluctance. Do you think someone is a yamenei?"

As an official in a yamen, you have resources and means, so you are naturally unwilling to sink, so you are often deceived by the officials below.

But Tang Ren is different. He is a representative of grassroots officials. I don’t know what’s going on below?

The soldiers looked at each other in shock. At this time, someone in the convoy shouted: "Qianjia, they said they would requisition us to pull earth and rocks later, saying they were building houses for officials."

Someone started it, and everything went smoothly from there.

"When Yang Zhizhou wanted to build a house, he originally asked the sergeants to do it, but the sergeants wanted to recruit us..."

MMP!

Tang Ren couldn't help but want to curse.

The soldiers all lowered their heads, but there was no sign of apology or remorse. It was obvious that they were numb.

Guangnan West Road is far away from Bianliang. The so-called emperor with high mountains refers to this kind of place.

In the past, the troops here neglected to train, and it was common for them to be manipulated by officials.

But later Nong Zhigao staged a rebellion, and the officers and soldiers on Guangnan West Road were beaten to death, and their true colors were exposed.

Shen An destroyed Jiaozhi's elite in the first battle, and later the naval forces made Li Rizun even more distressed, so Guangnan West Road was safe.

Being prepared for danger in times of peace is an annoying word for most officials, so Guangnan West Road began to enjoy peace after returning to safety. Once the army is in peace, it becomes free labor. It can be borrowed here for a few days and used there for a few days. As for training... what the hell is that?

"Yang Zhizhou's life seems to be good, and he actually wants to build a house."

Tang Ren's tone was very calm, "Whoever goes there, just say that Tang asked Yang Zhizhou to come here for a meeting."

"Go somewhere."

Someone quickly rode away, and Song Shiyao whispered: "I'm afraid this matter will be difficult to handle... As far as I know, local sergeants don't make two incidents at the same time. If they cause a riot in a big way, everyone will be in danger, I'm afraid... The law does not punish the public!"

If the law does not punish everyone, those people will attack you, Tang Ren.

Tang Ren said with a normal expression: "It's okay, I just want to treat Yang Quan to a drink."

"Drinking and chatting? That would be the best." Poor Song Shiyao, if he knew something about Shen An's generosity, and then understood Shen An's profound influence on Tang Ren, he would not be so optimistic.

On the third day, Yang Quan, the magistrate of Shangsizhou, came.

"Tang Qianha...hahahaha!"

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"Yang Zhizhou." When he was in Fuzhou, Tang Ren controlled the land all the way and had a psychological advantage over the Zhizhou in a remote area.

But that was Fuzhou, and this is Guangnan West Road.

His trip was relatively hasty. Zhao Shu gave him the task of finding a way to deal with the natives as soon as possible, but he did not give him the right to control local officials. In other words, when something happens, Tang Ren has to coordinate with local officials to solve the problem himself.

Under normal circumstances, local officials would not offend him, but they would not look down upon him either.

Therefore, Yang Quan's attitude seemed very cordial and his smile was hearty, but there was no emotion in his eyes.

Dealing with people in officialdom is a compulsory course. Sitting for half a day can make people feel like a spring breeze. With such ability, it would be unforgivable to not be promoted.

Tang Ren smiled and said, "Please also invite Yang Zhizhou to come in and talk."

Three days were enough for the sergeants to build some wooden houses. At least Tang Ren had a small single room. It was just that the newly cut trees were too damp, but it was better than living in a small and stuffy tent.

The two entered the wooden house, and then the wooden door closed.

puff!

The sound of the wooden door closing was very low, and Tang Ren said: "It would be a pity for a carpenter with such skills to join the army."

Yang Quan smiled and said, "Yes! With such skills, I can support a family no matter where I go. I don't know why this person wants to join the army."

"But his carpentry skills were learned after joining the army."

Tang Ren's words contained a hidden edge.

But Yang Quan still smiled like a chrysanthemum in full bloom, "That shows that he is a talent. People like this have a future whether in the military or among the people."

This was a very good answer, and I don't want to offend Tang Ren.

There is a desk and two stools in the room, all exuding the smell of logs.

Tang Ren sat down and asked, "Why use sergeants?"

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