Chapter 525: Change of Tactics and Retreat

On the side of Bian River, the capital of Kaifeng.

Although it is not as good as the transformation of fish and dragons that can occur hundreds of thousands of miles away in a hundred years.

But it already looks like the convergence of four hundred military states.

By the Jinming Pool, house sparrows are chattering on the spring willows; in the small garden city, the people are standing under the four-season flowers and are beaming.

"How can we not count it as seeing it with our own eyes?"

"My sister-in-law has an old history of working as a silk clerk, and she got acquainted with the guest in Prince Jin's palace."

"I saw with my own eyes that the Imperial Guards came out from the northwest corner and surrounded Prince Jin's Mansion without saying a word. They were really like wolves and tigers!"

Under the flower branches is a common tea shop in Bianliang. This kind of shop not only functions as a restaurant, but also serves as a tea shop and a restaurant. When it is busy, it sets up a few tables, chairs and benches to sell food. When it is free, There are also guests sitting here, with one or two snacks and three or four pots of tea, attracting five or six onlookers to tell interesting stories, and attracting ninety onlookers to sit and have tea and wine, which is also very happy.

The mobilization of the imperial army in Bianliang City could not be concealed from the onlookers here. The man standing in the middle was still wearing a short brown jacket in the already cold world, and his sleeves were rolled up to reveal a rather strong man. Arm, is shouting about what he has seen.

These words immediately caused different expressions among the people who were drinking and drinking tea. Some people were indifferent, while others looked worried.

Someone whispered: "What Niu Aluo said is true...Jingying Street has been surrounded by military households."

As a result, Niu Aluo, who had just spoken loudly, became more and more confident.

Someone immediately laughed and said:

"Aluo, since your sister-in-law knows so many people, why did she marry your sick and consumptive brother? Whether it's working as a silk secretary or a guest in the palace, which one of us didn't meet many times a month ago, which one is not a good place to go?"

Someone responded:

"It's hard to say that he's just the first person to accompany you for drinks, so more people know him."

"Head of the line? I don't have enough talent to be worthy of joining the Taoist temple and drinking with the officials before and after?"

"What I'm saying is that it's probably because of the drunkenness of the recorder in Ji'er Lane that he lost his good looks."

These words immediately made Niu Aluo furious. He put down his tea bowl and walked around, saying:

"Dare you dare to gossip about me? After eating two bowls of wine, you look like a pig or a dog. Do you think you are your husband?"

"If you break the tables and chairs here, you have to pay compensation. Go outside and let me see what the foundation of these thieves like you is!"

Seeing several people pushing and shoving them out, the tea wine doctor in the tea shop breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, they were almost afraid that these fools would get into a fight, and they didn't know how to explain it to their boss later.

After the noisy people left, the Fencha Hotel was quiet for a moment, but soon someone started talking again:

"The King of Jin has always been close to the officials, but suddenly a large number of troops gathered. Could it be..."

"Hey, I'm afraid that the Zhenguan incident in the former Tang Dynasty will happen again!"

The conversation between the two people immediately made Dr. Tea Wine nervous. Some people listened attentively to the noise outside the store, and someone hurriedly counted a few large coins at the counter and stuffed them into the hands of the person who just spoke. They said sincerely:

"There is also a tea shop at the corner of the street. The hero took the money and went there to talk about Zhenguan."

After dealing with these matters, someone among the tea doctors muttered:

"I don't know what Zhenguan is about, I just know that my husband-in-law is going to be busy again!"

But some people retorted:

"If something really happens, the curfew will be reinstated. Now that the city is safe, I'm afraid..."

So someone sighed again:

"What are you talking about? Just have wine and tea. If something happens, you will know tomorrow."

In fact, this person was right. There were so many people in Bianliang City that the news was already known throughout the city before dawn:

"The King of Jin is crazy!"

The eyes of several tea wine doctors who were forced to open business early in the morning had unconcealable fatigue.

Since the curfew was abolished in the third year of Qiande, the wine shops and tile shops have not closed due to wind, rain, cold or heat, and they have been open all day and night.

But today is a bit more special. As usual, Fencha Hotel only opens around noon. After all, how can anyone have tea and wine so early in the morning?

But seeing the results of the imperial army's dispatch yesterday, the shopkeepers knocked on the door one by one early in the morning, promised money, and asked them to come and open the door to make a living.

Even after accepting the money, the tea and wine doctors were still startled by the crowd of people who came over in the morning. They saw this group of people asking for a pot of tea, and then each one of them started talking excitedly.

Someone said with certainty that he saw a nobleman drinking and defecating last night, accompanied by imperial troops. It could not be the King of Jin.

Some people retorted that the King of Jin actually died yesterday, and swore that the Song Dynasty was already the prime minister of the early Tang Dynasty.

There are even more imaginative people who claim that the King of Jin is not actually crazy, and that the official family in Ouchi is actually no longer the official family of the past... However, the person who said this was beaten out by the tea doctors in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, Zhao Kuangyin and Zhao Pu in Bianliang Palace were walking in the imperial garden. Thinking of the argument with the officials in the early court, Zhao Kuangyin felt very happy for a moment:

"Fortunately, Zeping said that Guangyi's matter has been decided."

What this means is that after Zhao Kuangyin told the story that the King of Jin was crazy in the morning, the officials in the court only asked a few cursory questions and stopped pursuing it in detail. Instead, they sang praises for Zhao Kuangyin's announcement of the expansion of Taixue.

Zhao Pu shook his head when he heard this and said:

"Official family, I rested in the palace yesterday after leaving the palace, and did not find anyone to lobby."

"Then this..."

There was no one around, so Zhao Pu said very casually:

"Do officials think that Zhao Pu's words of admonishing the King of Jin that "Taizu was wrong" recorded in later generations were the unique opinions of his ministers?"

Zhao Kuangyin was not unskilled in politics, but he had not thought about it carefully before, and his attention was all on the jokes of later generations, "Your brother has been blind once."

At this time, Zhao Pu woke him up and Zhao Kuangyin suddenly realized that rather than saying that the officials did not care about the twists and turns of the Jin Wang incident, it was better to say that the officials were relieved that the issue of establishing a successor and a crown prince was back on track.

After all, in addition to announcing that the Jin Wang was crazy and intended to rebel in the morning, the appointment of Zhao Dezhao was also announced.

The heir to the throne had to be promoted again. No matter from which direction it was viewed, it was indeed more like the intention of the government to establish a crown prince.

Although Zhao Kuangyin's original intention was just to let his son get in touch with academic affairs in advance.

These thoughts went around in Zhao Kuangyin's heart, and finally turned into a breath of turbid air and slowly exhaled.

After walking around twice in an uncoordinated open space in the imperial garden, Zhao Kuangyin turned back and asked:

"Zheping, what do you think, how about putting another stone table here?"

Zhao Pu looked around, and then thought of the stone table he had seen in the palace before, and then he realized that the strange phenomenon should have been here at first.

It seems that the emperor had some fun in mind at the beginning, so he moved the stone table to another place.

As a result, the light curtain is becoming more and more important now, and the emperor is a little worried, fearing that he will do something to make the light curtain disappear suddenly.

Zhao Pu looked around and stepped on the ground, and finally shook his head and said:

"I think this place is empty and it is just right for viewing the scenery."

So Zhao Kuangyin nodded, and the two of them continued to move forward without stopping.

"Yesterday I sent another order, ordering Wang Ming to find an opportunity to go south to contain the enemy, and ordering Guohua to find an opportunity to cross the river with a large army. Zhu Lingyun, whom Li Yu relies on, is incompetent and not a threat. We should march forward boldly!"

Slowly speaking of the previous deployment to destroy the Tang Dynasty in the south of the Yangtze River, Zhao Kuangyin was a little embarrassed again.

Fortunately, Zhao Pu and Zhao Kuangyin had a tacit understanding, and he immediately said:

"If the Southern Tang Dynasty is destroyed, the three generals must go to the capital to report their merits and their achievements in being crowned kings. I think the King of Qiantang should not doubt him."

Now the deployment of the Song Dynasty to destroy the Southern Tang Dynasty is divided into three routes. Wang Ming pretended to attack Qian Chu's grain and grass, which is the second route. The middle route Cao Bin and Pan Mei led the elite troops to attack.

In Zhao Pu's view, there is really nothing to worry about this battle. The two sides are very different in terms of manpower, grain and fighting spirit. The only thing that can make the emperor worry is the "King of Qiantang".

Among the three or two things shown in later generations, what Zhao Kuangyin saw particularly clearly was the unprecedented prosperity of the south.

It would have been fine if they had not known before, but now that they knew, how could they allow the big family clans to sit here and wait for the future? Not to mention that they would have to study in the future, and looking at the Donglin Party that appeared hundreds of years later, although they did not know its details, their behavior was somewhat similar to that of the famous scholar in the Later Han Dynasty, so he could not help but be vigilant.

Therefore, not only Qian Chu, Zhao Kuangyin even wanted to pull the Qian family over if possible to weaken its influence as much as possible.

Therefore, after hearing Zhao Pu's suggestion, Zhao Kuangyin nodded happily and temporarily decided on this matter.

The two walked forward for a while and saw Zhao Dezhao waiting in front. Zhao Pu knew what to do and left first, and then the father and son walked forward together again.

However, compared with the harmonious relationship with Zhao Pu, at this time, it was mostly Zhao Kuangyin who was talking and Zhao Dezhao was listening quietly.

After talking about the idea of ​​the Ministry of Works, Zhao Kuangyin looked back at his son and sighed inexplicably.

This sigh prompted Zhao Dezhao to step forward and support his father:

"Dad, about my uncle's matter..."

"The King of Jin is crazy. He dared to attack me, not to mention you. Just remember it in your heart in the future, and don't visit."

After passing on Zhao Guangyi's words, Zhao Kuangyin stared at his son's young face and suddenly realized why Kaisong rarely summoned his son in the name of busy government affairs.

What a heroic face, what a young body? Looking at himself, even if he didn't want to, it would be difficult to change his age of nearly half a hundred.

All emperors from ancient times to the present are attached to their youth, including him, but now there are more urgent problems in front of Zhao Kuangyin.

"If you are in charge of the Imperial Academy, you should also study with others. You must read the classics of governing the country, know the military strategies of opening up the frontier, and learn the skills of developing the country and benefiting the people."

"When we attack Taiyuan next year, you should lead the troops to join us in the battle and see how the territory of Song Dynasty is developed."

These words immediately shattered Zhao Dezhao's face, which was not showing anger. An irrepressible smile spread from the corners of his mouth, but he did not forget to be clumsy and humble:

"I only wish to fight the enemy and share my father's worries. I have no other thoughts."

Zhao Kuangyin turned a deaf ear to him. Now he could only make a simple guess based on the records of later generations. This son should indeed have some ability to lead the army in battle.

But he immediately ordered:

"The King of Jin is crazy...you should get closer to your fourth uncle."

Seeing his son leave with an excited look on his face, Zhao Kuangyin suddenly felt a little lonely standing in the imperial garden.

Now he wished that the March deadline would come sooner, so that he could ask Emperor Taizong of Tang whether he had a good plan to cure his chronic illness.

The imperial physicians in Bianliang had certainly considered it, but when he thought about the fact that most of his younger brother's heirs who ascended the throne died of illness, Zhao Kuangyin could not help but distrust the imperial physicians in Bianliang.

And think about it again, Zhuge Wuhou and Emperor Taizong of Tang got the gunpowder method that was praised and praised from the Guangmu, so maybe they also got the method of curing diseases from later generations before he saw it?

Zhao Pu also analyzed it with him, saying that since the Guangmu had the name of Pei Xingjian, it was clear that it was not the beginning of Zhenguan, and according to the history books, Du Ruhui should have died.

Maybe it was Zhuge Wuhou, who was proficient in political strategy, military strategy, and knowledge of all kinds of crafts, yin and yang, and medical skills, who got the view of later generations and was treated by Du Ruhui.

Therefore, Zhao Kuangyin's mentality was rare and a little unbalanced, and he regretted that he forgot to ask about the most important thing at that time.

After walking around the imperial garden twice more, Zhao Kuangyin finally decided to clear his mind and go back to review the memorial.

As a result, after sitting down, I saw that the one on the top was Zhao Pu's watch. As soon as I opened it, there were eloquent words, saying that it was already the end of October, and we should consider the New Year. We should set a day for sacrifices and a holiday tomorrow. , make iron flowers, Kongming lanterns and other things to enjoy with the people, to strengthen the people's morale and prepare for the Northern Expedition next year.

"I know how to learn and apply it." Zhao Kuangyin laughed and cursed.

However, in his mind, he could not help but think of all the joyful scenes of later generations bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new. For a moment, Zhao Kuangyin no longer even thought about reading the memorial.

So he simply abandoned the memorial and turned around to look at the territory map hanging on the side. This rather rough map highlighted two places, which Zhao Kuangyin was most concerned about at this time.

Taiyuan, Youzhou.

"I will not be willing to die if Youzhou is no longer around!"

Zhao Kuangyin muttered to himself, while also thinking that maybe he should train again.

Regardless of whether the disaster of death can be resolved, he is determined to conquer Youzhou personally to fulfill his lifelong wish.

Hmm... When the time comes, I can take my younger brother over. Wouldn't it be beautiful to sit on the bank of the Sorghum River instead of drinking and talking about donkey carts?

…

General's Mansion in Chang'an, Han Dynasty.

"One county can conquer the world alone!" Why did the Seven Flooded Armies shock China? 》 was written on a note by Lu Su and then thrown into the light curtain. The note melted quickly like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun.

As the light curtain changed, Ma Chao, who had only had a rough idea about this before, opened his mouth wider and wider. His envy for General Guan was clearly written on his face, and his disdain for Shiwanhou was also very straightforward.

In contrast, Lu Su's complexion was getting worse and worse visible to the naked eye.

The Northern Expedition with the power of one county made Lu Zijing heartbroken, and the plan to Jiangdong made him blush.

Fortunately, Duke Xuande left first due to personal matters at the beginning of the replay, otherwise Lu Su would have felt that he would be too shameless to stay here.

But even so, Lu Su felt as if everyone in the hall was looking at him, and he was on pins and needles.

Until the end, when he saw Lu Meng crossing the river in white, watching Mi Fang "die for justice", and watching Guan Yunchang go from being a powerful figure in China to being defeated overnight, Lu Su also let out a long sigh.

He wanted to smile bitterly but couldn't. In the end, there was just an endless look of disappointment on his face:

"No wonder Jingzhou was on guard last year. Marquis Sun is not like a human king."

"Confucius said benevolence, Meng said righteousness, Xun said faith, Jiangdong has been lost, and the way to death is self-explanatory."

Seeing Lu Su like this, the others couldn't say anything else. Zhang Fei also muttered that this situation had nothing to do with Lu Zijing.

In the end, it was Pang Tong who pulled Lu Su up:

"Jiangdong suffers from the surname Hao. Instead of being self-satisfied, it is better to devise strategies to get rid of Jiangdong's powerful people!"