One Thousand and Twenty-Five: Everyone's Abacus (1)

"A letter from Huangzhou Mu? Could it be an old thief from the Meng family—"

Li Yun thought of Huang Song's alliance with them, and his heart tightened.

"Although the Meng family in Cangzhou is strong, it's not easy for them to take advantage of Huang Song." Qi Guanrang kept shaking the feather fan in his hand, with a sneer on the corner of his lips, and the light in his eyes seemed to be able to see through Soul, "Huang Song's letter has a lot of meaning."

Sun Wen, who was sitting beside him, felt that the heating was being taken away by the cooling fan. The old man frowned secretly, and secretly moved the mat to the side——

He sort of understood why Feng Zhen and Wei Ci didn't want to sit beside Qi Guan Rang.

The terrain in northern Xinjiang is remote, and the winter is colder than that in the Central Plains. It's late autumn now, everyone can't wait to hold a soup lady in their hands, hold a charcoal basin in their arms, and wrap themselves in three layers of warm clothes. Who would use a lupine fan in this season?

Hehe—unfortunately, the one next to him is that wonderful flower.

Even though Sun Wen's superficial skills were in place, his brows twitched in accordance with the rhythm of Qi Guan shaking his fan, as if he was holding back something.

Others focused on Qi Guanrang, but the audience sympathized with Sun Wen.

[Zhibaicao]: Hahaha——I feel cold even through the screen, Big Brother Qi Guan really didn't do it on purpose?

[Twilight Sunset]: I don't know if it was intentional, I only know that big brother Qi Guan ruined the word "feather fan towel". Every time I say this word, my mind will always see Big Brother Qi Guan standing in the wind, snow and frost, shaking his fan with a smile.

[Slight Spring Breeze]: Upstairs, you are enough—just thinking about that scene, I posted a few warm baby stickers backhand.

Occasionally holding a fan to pretend to be sophisticated, it is forceful and tasteful.

Using a fan to fan the wind in the winter is already considered nerve-wracking.

However, even if it's nerves, Qi Guanrang is also a god (jing)!

The audience laughed and chatted, but the atmosphere in the main tent was not so relaxed. It seemed to be a thick ink that could not be melted away, which was inexplicably suffocating.

"Connotation? Military Master Qi Guan, Yun really can't see it, what connotation can there be?"

Li Yun read Huang Song's letter repeatedly. The first half was to say hello to the lord, and the second half was to briefly mention the situation on the battlefield.

In order to let the defense have no worries, Jiang Pengji formed an alliance with Huang Song, and the latter helped her hold back the Meng family in Cangzhou.

Qi Guanrang asked with a sneer, "Lieutenant Li, do you really think Huangzhou Mu is so bad?"

The lord has already gnawed down the tough bone of northern Xinjiang. Huang Song has a lot of staff, so he has nothing to do with the Meng family in Cangzhou?

Li Yun thought about it carefully, and he said, "Although Huangzhou Mu is sitting on the land of one state, Haozhou has only escaped from the war not long ago. In terms of financial strength and military strength, Haozhou can't compete with Cangzhou at all. Huangzhou Mu is the master. The Meng family's army can't enter the northern border—Yun thinks this is their limit, right? Now that Huangzhou's herdsmen are short of food and grass, it's normal to ask the lord for help."

Qi Guanrang was about to speak when Jiang Pengji, who was sitting at the top, suddenly said something.

"When did Bogao become the state shepherd?"

Before the war in northern Xinjiang, Huang Song was still the county guard.

All the ministers under the tent: "..."

My lord, your focus is off——

Wei Ci said, "A few months ago, the former Haozhou Mu died of illness, and all the sons under his knees were incompetent, and no one could inherit the father's business. The sons jointly recommended Huang Song, and Huang Song paid 100,000 stones of grain and grass to the court. The young emperor Longxin Dayue, after agreeing to this matter, let Huang Song be the new governor of Haozhou."

When Huang Song was promoted, Jiang Pengji and Bei Jiang were working hard, so how could they have time to care about this matter?

Jiang Pengji smacked her lips with a hint of a smile on her face, "After all, which son doesn't want to inherit Lao Tzu's family business? Haozhou State Shepherd did not fall on the heads of a few sons, but was picked by Huang Song. The son is willing, that is a joke."

After all, in troubled times, whoever has the bigger fist will speak.

Huang Song's influence is spread all over Haozhou, if this allows the title of state shepherd to fall on someone else's head, Huang Song doesn't have to mess around.

Speaking of this, Jiang Pengji suddenly thought of a detail.

"Bogao paid 100,000 shi of grain to the imperial court?"

One hundred thousand shi of grain, say a lot less, say more but not much.

For an ordinary army, one hundred thousand shi can last for a while, but for a huge imperial court, it is nothing more than a drop in the bucket.

Among other things, the salaries of court officials are big food consumers, and one hundred thousand shi will not last long.

Feng Zhen smiled and said, "I heard that the young emperor of Chenzhou is really having a hard time now. He owes the officials several months' salary, and there is a huge vacancy in expenses everywhere. Don't talk about meat, if there is no 100,000 shi of grain tribute from Huangzhou Mu, I'm afraid the young emperor can't even afford the morning porridge."

The Dongqing royal family is now only an empty shell.

"Chenzhou Wufu Minfeng, why can't even pay for the daily expenses of the court?"

Jiang Pengji hadn't paid attention to the news of the royal family for a long time.

After the Huangshui League, the royal family was afraid that the princes would seize their power, and there were many intrigues.

Jiang Pengji took people away early and concentrated on developing her territory.

After so many years, Jiang Pengji couldn't help but sigh when she first heard that the royal family was in such a miserable state.

"The young emperor was young and ignorant, and he didn't know the sufferings of the people. The queen mother has improper relationships with many ministers in private. She only thinks about having fun all day long. How can she rectify the government? Come and go, let alone one Chenzhou, even if it is ten Chenzhous, Still can’t stand such extravagance.” Feng Zhen said with a smile, “Furthermore, before the false emperor withdrew from Chenzhou, he searched everywhere for the people’s fat and anointment, and Chenzhou has long since lost its former prosperity.”

The false emperor withdrew after searching, leaving only the dilapidated Chenzhou to the imperial family.

The Young Emperor was young and ignorant, and the Empress Dowager was in her prime.

The mother is strong and the son is weak!

The Empress Dowager listened to the government behind the curtain, but she had no talent, she only knew how to have fun and spend money all day long.

It is also expected that Chenzhou, who was already seriously injured, has become the poor and weak person he is today.

Jiang Pengji pointed at the desk, her eyes narrowed slightly.

"Chenzhou—it's a waste of money to be in the hands of the royal family."

It would be great if the royal family could gather 20,000 to 30,000 soldiers and horses. Most of them are old, weak, sick and disabled. How to guard the huge Chenzhou?

Feng Zhen said, "You are not the only one who thinks like the lord? However, no one dares to be such a bird."

The royal family is broken, but it is a royal family after all.

If Chenzhou is to be taken away, the royal family must be destroyed, which means tearing up Dongqing's last fig leaf.

The princes were afraid that they would become the target of public criticism, so when the Huangshui alliance was held, none of the princes dared to covet Chenzhou.

But now—

The situation has long been different.

Jiang Pengji put the matter of Chenzhou aside, and shifted the topic to the core of the meeting——

"Just now Hanmei made an inquiry - Wenzheng hasn't given an answer yet."

Qi Guan twitched the corner of his mouth.

If it wasn't for his lord to insert the topic, and by the way divert the topic to such a remote place, Qi Guanrang would delay answering?

Qi Guan gave way, "Let me think that Captain Li underestimated Huang Zhoumu's ability too much."

As soon as these words came out, even the dull generals could sense a strange atmosphere.