Three hundred and ninety-three, hot potato
In October, the weather began to turn cold, the grass and trees on the roadside were withered and the mud began to precipitate snow-white frost.
Early in the morning, the sun rose, dispelling the milky white mist, and more people came and went.
People are no longer surprised by the many female workers wearing soap and short-sucking women. They clean the streets clean before the market is lively and before most people get up.
By the time most people get up, they have already gone back.
The bluestone bricks on the street were wet, and the air was cold and cold. Many pedestrians on the street started to wear thick winter clothes. The old men sold charcoal and were selling around, pushing wheelbarrows, and from time to time, people opened the door and stopped, buying and selling in front of the door, carrying bags to buy some.
The porridge and cake sellers by the river began to set up stalls and shout. The steamer was filled with hot mist, and the fragrance spread everywhere, making the stomach rumbling.
A few vegetable farmers with short shirts and patches were driven in donkey carts and sent large trucks of vegetables to the front of the Beijing Transportation Envoy’s Office. Every day they would get together and sell the vegetables.
Li Laosi, who took the lead, is a vegetable farmer in this area. He relies on growing vegetables and selling tofu like other families, but he has never done such a big business. He has traded one car after another, and his face has been full of laughter these days.
When he was free, he would go to the teahouse to sit, and he heard scholars everywhere talking about what the King of Pingnan was like. He looked unhappy, but he was stupid and too lazy to compete with those people. What happened to King of Pingnan?
The King of Pingnan gave them a way to make money, and cleaned the city every day, which looked comfortable.
On the contrary, those scholars who are polite and those officials will only say something big every day that their old farmers don’t understand. In the end, what can you do? You can do nothing.
After talking a few years, I didn’t do anything big. I talked about suppressing bandits every day and shouted to catch thieves every day. In the end, the bandits in the Black Mountain became more and more rampant and even entered the city to kill people. There were people collecting protection fees every day around the ferry, but no one dared to say anything.
But when King Ping'an came, Jiangzhou City is at least in a mess now, and it is comfortable to watch it. It is better than talking big and not doing anything.
Li Laosi thought about this, and the donkey cart was upside down, and a few leaves of vegetable fell. He hurriedly ordered his grandson to pick it up: "Such clean land cannot be thrown around, it will be ruined."
The grandson was obedient and prepared to pick it up, but he didn't expect that the long-robed literati who passed by the birds picked it up first and threw it into a bamboo basket on the side of the road.
The ground was clean again, and the long-robed literati didn't say anything after picking it up, and left humming a small song.
Li Laosi thought to himself that what he thought was probably the same, so don’t waste such a good place.
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More than a month later, a few people began to feel that nothing big seemed to happen in Jiangzhou, but they were particularly comfortable and smooth, and there were fewer thieves. Walking on the street was not as frightened as before, but as for the difference, few people could understand.
However, there are many arguments about criticizing King Pingnan for his inaction and being confused about King Pingnan.
But the people will get tired of listening to it too much, and not many people will pay attention to it.
In the villa, Li Xingzhou, in addition to shopping and observing changes every day, he also trains new troops.
The training of the new army must not be slackened. He has a clear mind. The return of the lower order in Jiangzhou is just the beginning. There are always real vicious people in the world, but they have not yet exposed the water, but he has already started to make arrangements.
It's just that many people don't notice it.
In addition, it is basically impossible to solve the problem without fighting a battle, but how to completely solve the bandits is a big problem.
As He Zhao said, the Black Mountain bandits themselves were forced by the court to become bandits. Once the official road was built, the people west of Taihang Mountain had no way to survive and could only rebel.
But then again, the court is not wrong. Whether it is for the sake of resisting the Liao Kingdom or for the benefit of the people of the north, the way to the north must be built.
All parties have their own reasons. During this period, too much blood was bleed, and the court and the Black Mountain bandits had become worldly enemies that would last forever. They were stable for Jiangzhou. This battle would not be fought, but he did not know how far it would be.
If all the new troops are transferred here, then nine thousand will fire gunmen and hundreds of cannons. Li Xingzhou is confident that he will flatten the Black Mountain bandits. Their advantage is that they can run fast, but can they pass the bullets faster than the shells?
But this way, the blood debt will be even deeper. If this hatred is to be completely blocked, unless he kills all the villages hidden in the mountains west of Taihang Mountain, south of Taiyuan Prefecture, and east of Luliang Mountain, without leaving any men, women, young and old.
This is a hot potato.
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In the Yang Mansion of Taiyuan, the Yang family has always been a wealthy family. It has been passed through several generations and has been favored by the emperor. Naturally, it is loyal to the emperor and vows to guard the border to the death.
Yang Wenguang, in the Yang family's generation, was over fifty years old. He was not only the prefect of Taiyuan, but also the military commander of the Sanjiao.
The so-called Sanjie refers to three important military cities bordering the Liao Kingdom west of the Taihang Mountains in the north, Daizhou, Ninghua, and Baode. The three places are independent and form armies, collectively known as Sanjie.
The commander of the three military forces in Daizhou, Ninghua and Baode, commander of the Jingguo border defense west of the Taihang Mountains, and has the right to mobilize three military troops that confront the Liao Kingdom.
You should know that these three important towns have three armies, each army can have two horns and two thousand people in one horn.
To put it bluntly, the emperor means that Yang Wenguang can summon up to 120,000 troops!
This is a huge trust! Of course, the emperor is not stupid, because the Yang family naturally does not have so many troops and cannot afford to support it. But the emperor's words are favor and trust. The Yang family has been grateful and loyal for generations.
Because all the money is used to support the army, although Yang Wenguang was the prefect and the commander of the third party, the Yang family's mansion was only a big storefront. As soon as he entered the door, he decorated the simple pieces of the blue brick walls and did not even wipe the white ash because he saved money.
The courtyard is not big, covered with dead grass, and looks rarely taken care of. Even the courtyard guards are soldiers wearing armor.
At the gate, lanterns with the word "Yang" written on it were hung on both corners, swaying slightly in the wind.
The two sergeants were tired from standing guard and were shaking their shoulders. When they were about to replace them, the sound of horse hooves came from a distance.
When I leaned forward, I saw that there was a horse team with five horses. The leader was a beautiful woman in light armor, with a man's headdress, followed by four sergeants, and immediately carrying money on her back.
Five horses stopped in front of the door. When the sergeant on the left was still confused, the older one on the right recognized the person and hurried forward and bowed: "I have met Miss Wei!"
The woman turned over and dismounted: "I'm looking for Lord Yang, is he at home? Please inform me."
"Let's wait in front of Miss Wei, let's go and report now." As he said that, he walked inside, and pulled the dumbfounded brother.
As soon as he entered the door, the brother came to his senses: "What a beautiful lady, which woman is this?"
"Don't talk nonsense. He is the daughter of Wei Chaoren, the governor of Guanbei Road. Lord Wei and our master are family friends. Jiedu, what a great official, he is even older than my master."
"So amazing!" The new little brother was surprised.
"Hmph, that's why I told you to be careful. We fight against Liao. Lord Wei also fights against Liao for many years. The northern territory of our Jing Kingdom is very wide. Apart from Sanjiao, we crossed the Taihang Mountains, there is a large section that follows Liao. There is a flat land everywhere, and there is no side at a glance, and there is no mountain at all. It goes east to the seaside. That area is controlled by Lord Wei." The old soldier talked happily while walking.
"So that's the case. I've never seen the other side of the mountain. Is there any mountainous place in this world?" The young soldier scratched his head.
"Of course, it's rare. You're still young, so I've had the chance to go there in the future. I've only been there twice. When I was going to Anshunjun to deliver the letter, you are now working in the Yang Mansion. If you deliver the letter in the future, maybe the master will let you go..."
The two of them said as they walked around the corridor and soon arrived at the inner hall. After knocking on the door, they explained the matter clearly. Lord Yang's voice came from inside: "Niece Wei, let her in quickly."
Chapter completed!