Mid-Autumn Festival is an important festival of the year, not to mention this year, everyone is decorated with lights and decorated in the streets and alleys, and the palace is a big banquet for guests. Li Xingzhou also sent someone to Yang Hongzhao in the Qing Dynasty, but was rejected.

This is nothing. After all, the prince's mansion also invited He's mansion, Prime Minister's mansion, etc., but Li Xingzhou also understood that they would definitely not come. Mid-Autumn Festival is also commonly known as the "Reunion Festival". For these wealthy families who pay attention to their families, Mid-Autumn Festival must be celebrated by their own families.

After the palace ordered Fang and Shiyu to be ordered, Li Xingzhou was also ready to go to the palace to attend the banquet.

He and Ji Chunsheng were walking with him and did not ride horses because there were too many people on the road and it was not convenient to walk.

I had nothing to say along the way and soon arrived at the palace. This time the banquet was not set up in Changchun Hall, but in the Imperial Garden. Because the autumn chrysanthemums were just right, and the flowers and moon were enjoying the fun of Mid-Autumn Festival. There were not many people who came to the hall after Li Xingzhou and Ji Chunsheng, and arrived at the Imperial Garden under the guidance of the eunuch.

There were still not many people in the garden, only He Zhao, Xue Fang, and three or five unfamiliar officials of the Hanlin Academy, and others were coming one after another.

Li Xingzhou came forward to He Zhao and Xue Fang greeted him. He Zhao was still worried about the fact that he had released his pigeon two days ago. He snorted and said not to give him a good look, but then he seemed to murmur himself, and said to him: "I will help you with Yang Hongzhao's affairs."

"What did you say?" Li Xingzhou teased him.

"You..." He Zhao's face became darker, and he finally refused to get angry. After all, this place was the Imperial Garden. He snorted and changed the topic, "Did you say something to He Xu that day? He has been busy preparing martial arts every day in the past two days."

"I promised him that he could go to the new military exercise ground to practice arrows." Li Xingcheon said.

"Nothing!" He Zhao widened his eyes: "He was not doing his job properly. He only knew how to run around all day long. He was not old and did not learn classics, history and etiquette. He thought about playing sticks with martial arts swords every day.

After returning from the north this time, even if you talk to him, you will always talk about the barbarians in the north!"

He Zhao was so angry that he blew his beard and glared: "I don't learn so many saints in the Central Plains. He just thought about the barbarians of foreign races. This rebellious son would piss off my husband to death."

Li Xingzhou was almost amused by him. After all, He Zhao was a relatively conservative and stubborn person. Compared to Degong, he was far from adapting, so it was not surprising that he had this view.

"How about not letting him stay in our army?" Li Xingzhou asked tentatively. In his eyes, He Xu was a rare talent. He was experienced and traveled all over the country. When he talked to him, he knew that he had been to Dali in the southwest, went up the Tubo Plateau, went north to the grassland near the Onon River, and went north to Yumen Pass.

It is more than enough to stay in the army as a marching staff member. After all, he knows the way, and wherever he goes, he is self-sufficient in business and self-contained. He must understand the local customs and culture. Even if he doesn't understand the local language, he will say something and be able to understand the general idea.

This is a very rare talent for Li Xingzhou, but he will not rashly ask for people directly. After all, He Xu is willing or not. In addition, a wealthy family like the He family may have arrangements for their children, and staying in the army is equivalent to serving as a military position. If the family has spared his strength, no one wants his descendants to take up military position.

He Zhao hesitated, and was stunned for a while, then he seemed to make a decision again, pouting with a stern face and looking helpless: "He is good to stay in the army, at least there is a way out."

Li Xingzhou smiled and He Zhao let go, and he could talk to He Xu. After all, in this era, the father's constraints on his son were very strict.

He Xu has a broad personality and doesn't like being bound. He should be willing to go north with the army.

But after all, he was a son, and then He Zhao whispered: "He will entrust him to the King of Jin. The son is incompetent, does not understand the scriptures, does not learn and does not learn, but he can do it hard work, otherwise he will not be so far. The prince just tells him, but... please shine a little while if necessary."

Li Xingzhou smiled bitterly. When this old man came and went when he didn't ask for help, he knew he was called King Jin, but he didn't care. He was a father, so he bowed and agreed.

At this time, Xue Fang next to him interrupted: "In my opinion, Mr. He is not a person who is ignorant of learning. It is better to travel thousands of miles than reading thousands of books. He can travel thousands of miles through mountains and rivers. How can he say he is ignorant of learning? "

"Mr. Xue praised him." He Zhao bowed politely. As a father, he was happy to praise his son, but he was happy, but he was still very kind.

This is not to say that He Zhao is closer to Xue Fang. In fact, on the contrary, even if He Zhao doesn't treat him with any etiquette, he always has a bad face and speaks straightforwardly, but he actually understands that this shows that He Zhao treats him more as his own.

On the contrary, he was kind and thoughtful to Xue Fang and spoke politely, but he had a estrangement in his heart, and He Zhao had such a temper.

Xue Fang returned the gift, then calmed down and said, "I think Mr. He's concerns are well-founded. When he was young, he also worked on the northern border, in the Daizhou area, and then Datong Prefecture. Therefore, he often communicated with merchants from the north and the south, and knew a lot of strange stories.

Go north from Datong Prefecture, cross Yinshan, and walk a few hundred miles to the Mobei grassland. When Wei and Huo defeated the Huns, the Huns are no longer there. However, the so-called land and water nourish the other people, the many tribes on the Mobei grassland still have the same style as the Huns, and are good at riding and shooting, fierce and cunning.

It is said that these people kill without blinking their eyes, usually have little food to save, often get fleshy and fleshy with others, have a fierce personality, and everyone has practiced martial arts since childhood. When fighting, both men and women can go to the battlefield, but the troops are scattered and often fight and loot each other."

"Hmph, isn't that the barbarians are transformed into people outside the world?" He Zhao said disdainfully.

Xue Fang smiled and said, "It's right to say that, but Lord He, barefoot people are not afraid of shoes. If you let a person with a strong family fight with a penniless person, who do you think they dare to fight to the death?

It doesn't matter if you are penniless. Anyway, you can't survive. If you die, you will die. You are nothing more than a bad life. If you win, you may get rich overnight. He will be willing to do so.

But the rich man dared not. If he died, the wealth he had saved in his whole life would be gone.”

Then Xue Fang looked at them and asked, "In this case, the prince and the other Lord think what the rich man will do."

He Zhao frowned and said nothing. Li Xingzhou sighed and said, "The most likely thing about this rich man is to kneel down and beg for mercy, or to share the money with the other party, and he must try every means to avoid this battle."

Xue Fang's eyes lit up, and then she said, "The prince really understands people's hearts. It's good. I think so too. Under such circumstances, our country of Jing is the rich man.

Fortunately, there was a pile of sand on the grasslands in the north of Mobei, otherwise the Xiongnu rebellion might have continued. However, there were no Wei Qing and Huo Qubing in the court at this time, and it was impossible to have it even if you wanted to."

He Zhao hummed unhappily after hearing this, retorted that Jing State had more than 100,000 imperial guards, tens of thousands of border troops, and millions of armor. How could it be that rich man?

Xue Fang just smiled, and then politely bowed her hands to admit her mistake, without any intention of arguing with He Zhao.

However, Li Xingzhou had plotted against him in his heart, but Xue Fang, who had escaped cunningly when he was retaliating, was even more respectful. Although this person spoke harshly and sarcastic, he had to be said to be very visionary.

As he expected, in later generations, whether the Jin Dynasty or Mongolia went south, the Central Plains were reacting the same as the rich man he said. And he also said that why did this? Because there was no such person as Wei Qing and Huo Qubing.

Wei Qing and Huo Qubing were the chief general and the Grand Sima, who were truly above ten thousand people. In Jingguo, even if the military officers reached the top level, not to mention above ten thousand people, it would never be possible to be equal to the civil servants, and they were still below several people.

Moreover, the ancestral teaching of not being able to kill scholars and officials gave civil servants a natural advantage. In politics, military people are always shorter. Civil officials use nice words to call it "using civil servants to control military affairs", but in Li Xingzhou's view, it is called since the horse runs, and the horses are not allowed to eat grass.

The lower-level people withhold military pay and the upper-level people suppress the military people, they are drinking the blood of the military people, and then they want to send them to the border to die in battle with foreign enemies. This is the political ecology of Jingguo.

Xue Fang must have seen it clearly. After all, he is one of the few people who rely on himself to climb up from the bottom step by step, so he directly asserted that Jingguo would not have people like Wei Qing and Huo Qubing.

Li Xingzhou agrees with this assertion. At least under the current political ecology, the general's contributions will definitely be killed.

Except for what is so special, because he is the King of Jin, the future heir to the imperial power, and a member of the royal family, he will not share the benefits with civil servants.

The reason is also very simple. The cake is so big. If the military officers are separated, there will be fewer left, especially the military officers who have made great contributions and are in high positions.

In previous dynasties, the political resources of civil and military personnel were basically equal. In the Eastern Han Dynasty, even the generals held the highest real power, but it changed in the Jing Dynasty because of the system design and official propaganda that the military personnel were born short of the literati, and there was also the gold medal of avoiding death that Taizu taught him not to kill the literati.

So the civil servants can suppress the military officers openly. As long as anyone dares to reach out and slam the cake and chop it up for you, regardless of whether you have any credit or not, they will not tell you whether the cake is worth it or not.

This state is very terrible. The warriors cannot stay there. If you are the only country in the world, you will be the only country. If you don’t stay here, you will stay at your own place. Taking history as a lesson, three battles led to the settlement of the Song Dynasty and was named the prime minister of the Western Xia Dynasty. Later, Mongolia defeated the Song Dynasty and many generals were Han generals. They forced their talents away, which was to seek death. After Confucius resigned, he angrily said that birds could choose trees, but trees could not choose birds.

Although he was angry and complaining, the reason was that talents were popular everywhere. But if a country could not retain talents, it would basically be far from dying.

The current political ecology of Jingguo is just like the big gift at the time, which is to force the talent of martial arts to destroy one's own martial arts skills and dig one's own grave.

So Li Xingzhou slowly talked with Xue Fang about his views on this matter, but Xue Fang was very cautious and just fought and didn't talk deeply. After all, the lesson of Zhong Daoyu was still there and he was directly exiled to a commoner.

He had no choice but to say, "It's really inconvenient now, but I'll ask Lord Xue to go back and think about it carefully. When there is a chance, we can talk slowly."

After hearing this, Xue Fang showed a look of surprise and quickly covered it up, as if nothing had happened, saying without a trace: "What the prince said...is it serious?"

Li Xingzhou pretended to appreciate the flowers while walking, "natural."

“Why?”

Li Xingzhou glanced at him and said four words seriously: "Be prepared for danger in times of peace."

Xue Fang stopped talking and nodded silently.

.........

Li Xingzhou had a lot of things in his mind, but he couldn't say that history was always full of accidental and dramatic. As Xue Fang said, the tribes on the northern grasslands were scattered, so there was no threat, but who could guess whether they would suddenly be unified?

In addition to Temujin's talent, the rise of Mongolia also has many people's efforts and various accidental factors, but one thing that cannot be ignored is the strategy of the Jin Kingdom.

In order to gradually expand the ambitions of curbing, the Jin Kingdom wanted to break away from the eastern tribes of the grassland controlled by the Jin Kingdom, such as Tatar, and other tribes in the eastern grassland controlled by the Jin Kingdom, adopted the method of distance and near attack.

It can be said that this supernatural is very strategically wise. It unites the Qiyan tribe who is far away from their Onon River and attacks the Tatar tribe that is close to it. It has beautiful means and beautiful things.

But everything in the world is always full of uncertainty. Everyone is human, not gods. The Jin Kingdom's hand is indeed beautiful, but who would have thought that one of the tribe leaders they supported was Temujin, which eventually led to the tragedy of the Jin Kingdom.

Of course, these are later scripts. At this time, Li Xingzhou didn't know whether the Jin Dynasty would wisely support Temujin. But at that time, the Jin Dynasty's strategy was very correct. It was to use the enemy's internal struggle to fight the enemy and at the same time to recuperate, but human calculations were not as good as God's calculations.

Gradually, more and more officials were in the garden, and the palace maids brought pastries and wine, which were brewed by the royal palace.

Everyone was in groups of three or five, talking about everything. It was good to relax and not talk about politics. Some elegant officials had already started to recite poems and show their talents and welcomed some applause.

Soon, Duke De, Mao Luan, Prince Kang and others also came, and everyone surrounded him. Among so many old people, he, a young man, seemed out of place.

Li Xingzhou didn't care and continued to joke with them. It was not completely dark at this time and the emperor did not come. Everyone was relaxing and visited casually in the imperial garden.

After a while, Ji Chunsheng also came with sweat.

"Uncle Ji, what are you doing?" Li Xingzhou asked them curiously, but after arriving at the Imperial Garden, Ji Chunsheng went out again.

Ji Chunsheng laughed: "I went to arrange defense. The Wude Department transferred most of the people out today, and went to the south and the city. There was not enough manpower, so the eight gate defenders were to be re-mobilized."

"How many can each sect have?" Li Xingzhou asked. There are eight sects inside and outside the imperial city, and they all need guards from the Wude Department. There were only more than one thousand people in the Wude Department, and then half of them were transferred and then divided into eight sects. There must be not many. For some reason, he always felt a little uneasy.

"There are more than a hundred people in the Meridian Gate and Zhuque Gate, and less than a hundred people in the other gates." Ji Chunsheng didn't care much, and then took a glass of fruit wine from the palace maid's plate and drank it all in one go: "Often such a banquet will not come, and no one can speak, but the prince is here tonight, so I will come, hahaha."

Ji Chunsheng laughed heartily, Li Xingzhou looked around and then laughed. There were all cultural people here, so Ji Chunsheng naturally couldn't tell them the same thing, so people ignored them.
Chapter completed!