roccoschili The First Champion Chapter 230
The First Champion Chapter 230
Wang Chaoli was promoted to be the left servant of the Ministry of Rites, and he was promoted to Doctor Guanglu.
The coach Song Jiang was given the same background as a Jinshi, and was moved to be the Hexi Youzhi envoy, as the imperial court supervised the military affairs of the Northwest.
"This black fellow has just returned to Bianliang, and his buttocks haven't warmed up yet, so he has to go to the right to blow the cold wind. Alas, I have to make people shed tears of sympathy." Yin Muhong said gloatingly, with his hands behind his back.
Beside him, Hua Rong glared at him angrily: "My brother has made great achievements and was promoted to such a high-ranking official. You must be greedy and sad, so you are here to fart."
Yin Muhong had been hanging out in Mizhou for a while, and he was already familiar with this group of people. Hearing this, he put his hands behind his back and said contemptuously, "Vulgar, extremely vulgar."
Although Hua Rong was muddled, he also knew that this pious old bastard couldn't beat him by himself, so he snorted coldly and turned his head away.
After a while, Song Jiang, who was going to report to the province, came out on horseback.
Behind him were a few dark-skinned, skinny teenagers, who seemed to be new friends from the southwest, followed closely behind him.
Lu Qian knocked in front of the car curtain and said, "Master, Song Zhishi is here."
Yang Lin, who was lying on the soft couch, stretched, opened the curtain of the car and came out, seeing Song Jiang coming on horseback from afar.
"How dare my subordinates bother Shao Zai to see him off in person!" Song Jiang shouted flattered and flattered as he dismounted from his horse.
"Gongming, come here, let's talk." Yang Lin walked to a roadside pavilion, sat down and saw Song Jiang still standing aside, and said with a smile: "You sit too."
Song Jiang was not too polite, after all, he and Shaozai had been friends for several times. After sitting down, he said happily: "This subordinate has not thanked Shaozai for seeking to come from the same background as Jinshi for Song Jiang."
"It's just a few trivial things. You are my confidant. If I don't promote you, I can promote others."
Being born as a Jinshi is also better than ordinary generals. The Song Dynasty was an era where everything was based on diplomas. If you don’t have a good background, you will be tied up when you become a high-ranking official. No one admires you.
The reason why Yang Lin was so domineering, and many people turned to him, was because he was born as the No. [-] Scholar.Those in the Jiangnan Academy who crazily advocate Yang Shengren also use this as Yang Chui's biggest trump card. Are you not convinced that Wenquxing descended to earth?
"There is a situation in the Northwest. After you go here, you should make friends with the local Hu people. The Dangxiang people, Mongols, Uyghurs, and Tubo people are all our minions if you use them well. Hu Han hybrids in the Northwest, Although you want to advocate the style of the Central Plains, you are not allowed to bully the barbarians. I once told the officials in the Northwest that equal treatment is the greatest benevolent government.
Although the military discipline of the Western Army is lax and party formation is common practice, there are many merits.They are Toby and me, but you don't have to worry too much, just make a good arrangement and do what you should do.
As a general of the Western Army, it is impossible to abandon selfishness and use it for me at any time. We don't have extravagant hopes, let alone waste our energy on it.What you have to do is to take heart, to take the hearts of Qinlong people and the army.If their livelihood is closely related to ours, then the Northwest is our world. "
Song Jiang nodded and said: "This subordinate understands that this is a plan to draw salary from the bottom of the pot."
Yang Lin nodded and smiled lightly. It seems that this is a very common place to be.
Two catties of sauced meat, a bowl of roasted walnuts in sauce, a plate of pan-fried yellow croaker, and a pot of boiled boneless pork head.
Lu Qian took off his wine bag, and Song Jiang, Hua Rong, Yin Muhong, and Lu Wang huddled together in the pavilion. Yang Lin smiled and said, "Come, farewell for Song Gongming."
Wu Lianghai, Ke Lie Department.
With a hint of worry on his face, Hu Erzha stepped into his brother's big tent.
Exquisitely crafted tables and chairs, gold and silver utensils, and mellow wine.
Hu Erzha became even more anxious, and said, "Luhan, now everyone in our Kelie tribe wants to go home to herd sheep. A few days ago, when we recruited people to guard against the Khitan, they were listless and unwilling to fight. It's not herding sheep."
"Kuerzha, why don't you keep the flocks of sheep that bring us food and wealth? I'm going to build a city in Wulianghai and form our own caravan for the Kelei Department, so that we won't have to wander around on the grasslands anymore."
Hearing this, Huerzha almost fainted, stepped forward and said: "Lu Khan, the Mongols on the grassland are like loose sand, and they have never had their own sweat. Now that the Khitan is weak, this is our best chance. We Kret The opportunity to rule the roost has come, how can one be greedy for ease.
In the east, the weak Jurchens already have their own emperors. I heard the news brought by the Han Chinese caravans that the Jurchens only used [-] warriors to defeat the Khitan [-] cavalry.
Every Han Chinese is preaching the bravery of the Jurchen, but no one remembers it. It was our Klei tribe who defeated the Khitan first. "
What kind of fight against Khitan, Kelelu Khan didn't take it seriously, he was living very comfortably now, why did he take his clansmen to fight hard.
In the past, people would die if they didn't work hard. Now that there is enough food to eat, and the Khitans haven't come to fight, why give up this comfortable life to tease the Khitans.
"Kuerzha, your vision is as old as the frozen cave in Mobei. Now we, the Kelei, can get whatever we want, but we just pay a few sheep and a few horses. My people have food to eat." , there is no need to wait to die in the cold winter, why start a war.”
Since the overlords on the grasslands, they are often brutal and domineering, fearless of death, and their fighting power is terrifying.
But once it succeeds, it will quickly degenerate. Today's Daliao, the Jurchen who is about to rise, the Mongols who rose in succession, and even the Eight Banners Wild Boar after that, are all like this.
The reason is that at the beginning of the incident, these people couldn't survive unless they worked hard, anyway, who would care about this or that after they died.But later, once life is comfortable, it will lose that kind of bloodiness, and become anxious and greedy for enjoyment.
Today's Kelie Department is only for business, and has already been drunk by the atmosphere of the Central Plains brought by the wealthy Song people.
These people are crazy about the spirits and delicacies of the Song Dynasty, and they all try to improve the quality of their sheep and horses so that they can be sold at a good price.
Huerzha was left speechless by what he said, his own brother, Lu Khan of the Kere tribe, he has no ambitions
"Luhan, if the Great Liao Dynasty comes to attack us, how should we deal with the enemy?"
"The Khitan people have long since lost their courage. Besides, don't we still have the Song Dynasty to rely on. The big deal is that the whole family will vote for the Song Dynasty. What is the difference between obeying the Daliao and the Song Dynasty?"
Chapter 275 The hero is short of breath and at ease
Hu Erzha looked at his brother in astonishment, and suddenly felt that what he said made sense, and he had no way to refute it.
Although the Keled tribe is very strong, it is only compared with other Mongolian tribes on the grassland. If it is really compared with monsters like Daliao and Song, it is still only a small tribe.
But if you think about it carefully, isn't this just coveting ease and not thinking about danger in peace?
Huerza looked at his gray-haired elder brother and knew that it was impossible for him to be ambitious anymore. Ever since Western Christianity was introduced into the Kret tribe, his tribe had never been aggressive.
Stronger than the Kelei, they were beaten several times by the Khakars, but they didn't have the idea of revenge, but just made peace blindly.
Only when the Khitan army was pressing down on the border, the Kelei tribe, who had no way out, broke out with the blood and fighting power that they should have.
The Black Mountain Horse Market has become a Black Mountain Goat Market, and so much mutton still cannot meet the needs of the Song Dynasty. Luhan has decided to let the Qiyan Department, which has a good relationship with him, also participate in the Black Mountain Mutual Market.
Hu Erza was not in the mood to drink with his elder brother in the tent, he rejected Luhan's invitation, turned around and left, his back was a little lonely.
Once upon a time, they galloped freely on the grassland. Although they often had nothing to eat and the tribe would starve to death every year, they were all men who drew their swords and rebelled at the slightest disagreement.
Especially the eldest brother Kelelu Khan, who was a first-class hero, carried his father's body and fought Khitan for two months, but he refused to surrender.
The entire grassland is so big, whoever mentions Kelelu Khan has to pick Thumbs up and praise the real hero.
Now facing the threat of Khitan, the eldest brother even blurted out that he wants to submit to the Song Dynasty
Hu Erzha had been to the Great Song Dynasty, even the remote Yan'an Mansion was not comparable to that on the grassland.
A county magistrate there may have a better life than Luhan, but the rich and romantic among them is actually the heart of a grassland hero.
Looking up from a distance, the withered and yellow grassland stretches as far as the eye can see, and the faces of the familiar herdsmen are all flushed with red, and Hu Erza knows that it is the reaction of drinking the fine wine of Song Dynasty.
In fact, what they drank was only the spirits of the Song people, but to the herdsmen on the grassland, it was already like fine nectar and jade dew.
Huerzha sighed, feeling extremely lonely in his heart, no wonder he looked down on Da Song before, but had to admit its strength, it turned out that wealth can really make a hero short of breath