Heavy snow has closed the door, covering the green mountains and the land, and everything is white as far as the eye can see. It is the middle of winter again.

In Wangjiazhuang, which is getting bigger and bigger, there are birds and smoke floating in the air, and the children who can't stop poking and teasing cats and dogs are wrapped in thick warm cotton clothes and chasing and playing. Their faces are red from the cold, and their hands are playing with the snow. They are even redder from the cold, and the tips of their noses are red.

The runny nose stretched a little bit, and just when it thought it was about to fall off, it was sucked back with a long breath. Some children didn't care, just wiped it with their sleeves, and they would inevitably get scolded when they got home.

Cotton was brought from the Western Regions. Although there was some planting in some coastal areas in the southeast at this time, it was not as good as in Western Xinjiang, and not as abundant as there.

The caravan has a cotton rough processing factory there, and after returning it, it makes clothes and quilts. However, due to the distance limit and traveling through other countries, the cost of getting it back is also much higher. So now it is only the residents of Wangjiazhuang and

To ensure that the troops in Liaodong are kept warm, fighting requires comprehensive indicators of logistics, advancement, quantity, and transportation capacity. In this regard, no one in this world can beat him.

The weather is really cold. Except for the children who have enough food and clothing to run around outside, most of the adults are going to work. The old people are squinting comfortably, sitting on the warm kang, looking out the window through the double-glazed glass.

The vast whiteness reminds me of the bitterness and the sweetness.

In such weather, regardless of the severe cold, the group of people, wearing bamboo hats and leather robes, got off their horses outside Wangjiazhuang. Looking at the village without walls and unwilling to block the free entry and exit, they looked at the rows of red bricks and green bricks

Houses with tiled glass windows, they stood frozen on the spot.

They have robbed homes and killed many wealthy families over the years. Of course they are no strangers to red bricks and glass windows, they have seen them all before. Even the original Juyi Hall and the current Zhongyi Hall above Liangshan use large fans.

Glass. They robbed the floor-to-ceiling windows of wealthy families and carefully brought them back to their cottages to install them.

They knew that Yanggu County was rich and safe, and they had seen many houses like this along the way. But they did not expect that their eyes would be opened when they arrived at Wangjiazhuang, the most prosperous village in the world. Those who chased and fought

They also saw the noisy little baby, and it looked like it was keeping warm.

Many people in Liangshan had deep resentment towards Wang Yan. When they mentioned it, they said that the court was treacherous and unkind, killing innocent people indiscriminately and causing harm to the country and the people. Affected by this, Li Kui, a brainless man, spent all day long.

They clamored that they would kill Ben Yanggu County and chop off General Bird's head as soon as they took action. They would get money and return to the mountain to be happy. This is normal. There are many brainless people on Liangshan Mountain. The wealth of Wangjiazhuang in Yanggu County is the best in the world.

The grassroots bandits, who are famous for fearing neither heaven nor earth, have power in their hands and brothers by their sides. How can they seek wealth?

But people who understand know that, let alone whether they can lead the troops into Yanggu County and whether they can kill Wang Yan, just say that they can do it. If Wang Yan is killed on the front foot, the furious Song Dynasty monarchs and ministers will kill Liangshan.

Everyone in the world has a supply of millions of dollars a year, and there is still an endless supply of new things. The most critical hand controls the three forces of Liao, Jin and Lu Zhishen, holding the balance and taking advantage of foreign wealth for their own use.

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If something happened to such an important person, even the irrelevant courtiers would not be able to do it, let alone Yuanzi Xiu, who was happy with Zhao Ji.

The group of people looked around and led their horses into the village. Of course it was not difficult to find the Wang family mansion. After all, it was built on the hillside and could be seen at a glance. Not to mention that the expansion of Wangjiazhuang did not go up the hillside. The mansion was on the hillside.

In such a prosperous and densely populated Zhuangzi, it becomes more conspicuous.

Their goal was clear, and they headed straight for the Wang family's mansion with its open door on the hillside. There were no rules for wealthy families. The door was always open and anyone could walk in.

The concierge was sitting comfortably in the warm little room, drinking tea by the small stove, and frowning with a book in his hand. This is a place specially prepared for them. It provides shelter from the rain in the summer and keeps warm in the winter. It is also because they are too busy.

, there are so many people coming every day that I had to get this one at the door specially for greeting people.

Looking at the group of people leading the horses through the glass window with dripping water, he flipped the book on the table beside him, stood up and opened the door and walked out. He stood three steps outside the door and waited for the people to lead the horses.

, bowed his hands and said: "Xiao Ke has never seen any of them before. I don't know why you are here?"

The most important thing to be a concierge is to have a good memory and be courteous. With his status as a high-ranking official, there are too many people asking to see and flatter him every day, especially during the recent Chinese New Year. If it were not blocked by today's heavy snow, there would be many people. What's more, at the same time, there are many people who want to see and flatter him.

Some business people want to see some managers in the factory, or the old housekeeper Wang Fusheng, and the gate is not idle all day.

The leader, a dark and thin man, handed over his hand and said: "I am in Liangshan and Songjiang. I have something important to come here to see the general. Please let me know."

"Liangshan?" The porter frowned, then turned sideways and said, "A few of you have come all the way despite the heavy snow and severe cold. I thought there were not enough people and horses to work here, so come with me to have some tea to warm your body, and feed the horses some grass."

"Thank you."

Song Jiang bowed his hands, and led his brothers through the gate with the concierge, and walked into a big house behind the guard house to rest. The concierge served tea and cakes, said a few polite words, and left

Go and notify your boss.

Too many words are bound to be lost, and walls may not be without ears. So Song Jiang and others sat there silently drinking tea, eating delicious cakes, and patiently waiting for a reply.

After a while, the young concierge opened the door and came closer, followed by an old man with his hands in his sleeves. Seeing this, Song Jiang and others quickly stood up and bowed their hands in greeting.

Wang Fusheng responded with a smile: "I am the housekeeper of the mansion. My boss knows your purpose of coming. My boss asked me to give Mr. Song a few words."

This meant that no one was around. Although he was disappointed in his heart, Song Jiang remained courteous on the outside and said with a smile: "Song Jiang is all ears."

"My boss said that although he has rank, he is just a merchant and is incapable of participating in military and state affairs. The matter of recruiting peace in Liangshan has been decided by the emperor and the court officials, and he can't be of much help. Otherwise, others will make irresponsible remarks, so he won't come.

I hope you will forgive me for my poor hospitality when I met with the leader of the Song Dynasty."

"That being the case, Brother Song Jiang and others will not bother you further and leave." Song Jiang also simply left with his brothers without resting.

Wang Fusheng, the great butler, personally sent them to the door and watched them leave the village, which was considered a great honor.

After leaving Wangjiazhuang, several people rode horses slowly. Hua Rong said: "Brother, what should we do if Wang Yan won't help us or even see him?"

Seeing that Song Jiang didn't say anything, Chai Jin, who was riding on the other side, said, "Brother Hua Rong, we didn't intend to count on Wang Yan for help. He despises us as grass bandits and doesn't interact with us, so it doesn't matter. We can't tell him his situation."

I also know that even those who make money for me have never interacted with the courtiers. This is to protect themselves. If he opens his mouth for us, wouldn't it give Cai Jing, Tong Guan, Gao Qiu and others an excuse to get angry?"

"Guan Chai is right. I had expected this before coming. I was just lucky and came along the way." Song Jiang sighed: "Let's go and meet Li Kui and the others. It's hard to walk in the heavy snow now."

, we have to hide our identities along the way, so we’d better leave as soon as possible.”

After that, he whipped up his whip and spurred his horse on, and galloped away with the snowflakes rolled in his head...

Wang Yan held the child in his arms and banged it in front of the window. The little one touched the cold window with one chubby hand and put one hand in his mouth to chew on it. He blinked his big eyes and looked at the snow outside the window, which was crystal clear and innocent.

His eyes are full of curiosity about the world.

In the past few years, he has not been idle, and the two women Jinlian and Sanniang have not been idle either. Especially since Sanniang’s first child was a girl, there was no way for him to live idle. So it is not surprising that in the past few years, Jinlian

She gave birth to two more children, one boy and one girl. Sanniang also gave birth to two children, one boy and one girl. Jin Lian was even happier. She gave birth to four children, three of them boys, and Sanniang gave birth to three.

She is very proud of a boy. Sanniang refuses to accept it and wants to give birth to another one even though she is pregnant. Jin Lian doesn’t want to give birth to a baby anymore. Of course, she won’t give in to Wang Yan if she wants to give birth to him. That’s enough for now.

Counting Sanniang's belly, he already has eight children, almost...

Seeing the old housekeeper come in, Wang Yan sneaked to the study room in the west room with the child in his arms.

"Boss, they have left."

Seeing that he was about to speak but stopped, Wang said: "Uncle Fu, if you have something to say, it doesn't hurt to say it."

Wang Fusheng took two steps closer and said in a low voice: "As far as the old servant knows, there are now 70,000 to 80,000 soldiers and horses in Liangshan. They have been fighting with the officers and soldiers for a long time. They have some fighting strength and can be used for reconnaissance. Since Liangshan wants to recruit troops, our boss

Why don't you help me to intercede with you now? In the future, I can get Liangshan soldiers and horses, which can be considered as a help."

"They will not end well. They have offended too many people. You know how many wealthy people we have got rid of with the help of Liangshan over the years who are involved with officials in the DPRK. In the past, we used troops against Xixia, so Tian Hu

, Wang Qing, Fang La and Liangshan and other grass bandits were left to their own devices. Now it is different. There is a strong voice in the court to wipe out Liangshan. From my point of view, if Liangshan is not wiped out, it is really a move.

An, just let them attack the other three families. When they destroy those three families, that will be the end of Liangshan."

Compared with before, Liangshan has offended a lot of people now. And to be honest, recruiting thieves and bandits is not a good start. If they gather a group of people, rebel vigorously, and then recruit and serve as officials and have a good death, then what?

Come on? So no matter what, in terms of emotions and reasons, there is no reason for them to live, and they will die sooner or later.

Moreover, many of those people have a right to death. According to his standards, they all have to work hard until they die. There is no use in forming a good relationship with them. Liangshan's mission in Shandong has been completed.

What are you keeping for?

Wang Fusheng nodded, said it was a pity, and then said: "My boss, today is the second day of the Lunar New Year, and we have encountered such heavy snow again. If we wait a few days, the snow will melt and freeze, and the road along the way will probably be even worse.

It’s hard to leave. My old servant thinks it’s better to leave early for Beijing this year, so as not to miss the time and cause Yogyakarta unhappiness today.”

"You are right, I think so too. Let the people accompanying you get ready and set off for Beijing early tomorrow morning."

"Yes, old servant, I will give you the order now."

…

The scenery along the way is nothing to talk about. Most of them are poor people with sallow faces and skinny muscles. Although he has been here for eight years, he has not directly taken power. No matter how many resources he mobilizes, it is still a drop in the bucket compared to countless people. His properties are scattered all over the Song Dynasty.

, the scope of influence is limited, and it will take some time to save the people of the Song Dynasty.

The prosperity of Bianjing is still the same and has not changed. In fact, according to the conduct of the monarchs and ministers of the Song Dynasty, it is good for Bianjing to maintain the current situation. It is also the best in the capital and has the most resources. How about other places?

Bianjing still doesn’t have much influence.

They rested for the night at the house outside Xihua Gate. The next day, Wang Yan entered the palace from Xihua Gate and was led by the young eunuch to meet Zhao Ji.

"I was still thinking of you yesterday, but I didn't expect you to be here today." Zhao Ji laughed and greeted his money bag warmly.

Wang Yan cupped his hands and said, "It snowed heavily over there in Shandong. I was afraid that the road would be difficult to travel due to melting snow and ice, so I left for two days early. Unexpectedly, the only place where it snowed was that area. Once we got out there, the wind would be gentle and smooth.

There is no harsh winter, so we arrived early.”

"It's good to arrive early. You can stay with me for two more days."

"Thank you for your love."

"You..." Zhao Ji smiled and pointed at Wang Yan. After chatting for a while, he inevitably talked about military and state affairs: "Although we won the battle with Xixia this time, we also made Xixia retreat to surrender and pay tribute, but we have not yet done so.

It would be a pity to be able to destroy Xixia and the Li clan. The plan you mentioned before has not been able to destroy Xixia, but it has lost two years. Does this have any impact? "

To be honest, the results of this battle were not bad. In addition to the racecourse, the border areas between the Song Dynasty and Xixia were pushed forward as a whole, driving Xixia outside the Great Wall. If there was another fight, the Song Dynasty's soldiers would be directed towards Xingqing Mansion, the capital of Xixia.

, the results can be considered brilliant.

However, the established strategic goal is to destroy Xixia. He said before that it would take six years to destroy Xixia, but now he has only fought for four years. If he continues to fight for another two years, given the current situation of Xixia, he can really destroy the country.

But the result was not as expected. He had tried his best to overestimate the monarchs and ministers of the Song Dynasty, but who would have thought that he still underestimated. Although Tong Guan was under great pressure, he was incompetent. His ability to command and fight was not good, and those who could do it could not speak well. So.

After the entire war, Tong Guan's strategy was steady and steady, advancing slowly, removing passes one by one, and occupying strategic locations.

If the Song Dynasty is really that strong, this strategy is of course no problem. Relying on strong logistics and overwhelming others with momentum is really the best strategy.

But the Song Dynasty did not. The Western Army was indeed elite, but its logistics could not keep up. The actual situation is that people died in the battle in the front, while the latter destroyed the country's potential and made a lot of money at the same time. After the battle was won, the people in the country suffered enough disasters.

The frontline soldiers did not enjoy the resources that the common people were exploited. They only enriched some people's pockets, gained more land, and married a few concubines.
Chapter completed!