The Emperor ordered Zhao Tang

Chapter 150 Jinglong Palace

The autumn is cold and the frosts fall, and the winter snow is snowy.

The light snow was approaching, the weather was getting colder, and all the flowers and plants were withering and dying. The sage was breathing out white steam and rubbing his hands as he walked through the desolate Changchun Palace.

The soldiers gradually changed into winter clothes. But the Yincheng Army, which was composed of the seven Tangut tribes under Cui Gong and the Han and Tibetan people from Longxi, came from afar and was in a hurry. They did not bring winter clothes, not to mention the tens of thousands of Tibetan men brought by Cui Taishou. They were poor. Some of the Hu people did not even have shoes and worked barefoot.

Fortunately, the Grand Marshal quickly dispatched a batch of supplies such as clothes, shoes, servants' heads, leather, bamboo hats, firewood and charcoal. Rou Nu, the Ye Ting Ling, the Supervisor of the Palaces and Gardens, the Envoy of the Forbidden Court, and the Envoy of the Imperial Palace, also brought 230 carts of preserved fruits, dried meat, milk, ointment, eggs, vinegar, and pickles to fatten these barbarians.

Cui Gong first replenished the direct army camp composed of Chen, Cai, and Shu people and the more than 1,000 Qingzhou soldiers brought back from Linzi, and then gave the rest to several foreign generals. There are no young men left. Two meals a day, just don't be hungry. They are not warriors going to fight, why eat so well. The saint went to Ye Liren, Murong Cong, and Helian Jingqian yesterday, and heard them scold Cui Anqian for being old and not sympathetic to the common people. What's wrong with the common people? They can fight in the war. Not to mention the Tubo who drove slaves, all the men in Guanxi are soldiers.

The saint felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this.

No wonder there are often sitcoms where hundreds of thousands of people are killed and shattered...

However, the king's army has winter clothes to wear, enough food to eat, and medicine for illness, so the Bian bandits may have a hard time. The pseudo Lianghe Central Camp gathered warriors, auxiliary soldiers, medical officers, petty officials, grooms, camp prostitutes, cooks, craftsmen and other people from Hua, Huai, Song, and Cai states in Henan. There were more than 100,000 people killed alone, plus the local people who transported supplies from Bian to Jiang. Did they distribute winter clothes? The Bian army has strong pressure resistance and endurance, as can be seen from the performance of the storming of Tongguan, but this year may be even colder. Soldiers from Sui, Ying, Ru, and Qiao may not be able to withstand it. Men and women from counties and prefectures have to transfer salaries thousands of miles, and they have to pay for carriages and horses. There is a commotion far and wide, and I don't know how many will freeze to death or die of exhaustion.

Zhu Wen must be in agony. After all, in addition to logistical problems and bad weather, as well as the increased risk of rebellion by the warriors derived from these two factors, the hinterland was still being invaded.

Zhazhu and his men left at the end of August, and have been causing trouble for nearly two months. They provoked the defenders of Bianliang by having sex with Zhang Hui in broad daylight. This made Wang Yanzhang, Xie Tong, Zhu Youyu and others gnashed their teeth and asked the Queen Mother to fight. Yang Shouliang and Shouxin's 40,000 Liang Han thieves also attacked Luoyang very urgently. They left rotting corpses in the ditches and ate beautiful women. The scholars and common people were increasingly dissatisfied with the two saints, and the ministers sent letters of remonstrance to persuade Zhu Wen to return. If a state with a great influence was destroyed one day, and the news spread to the front line in Hezhong, the army would be in turmoil and even Zhu Wen would be forced to return home. It was a bold prediction.

This is not a lie.

During the Chaos Rebellion, the court recruited Xu Bing to strengthen the defense line of the Eastern Capital, just as the Qin people who accompanied the emperor to Chengdu ridiculed the Shu people as western barbarians. After Xu Bing entered Xuchang, they thought the Henan people were unsophisticated and had poor hospitality - they arranged for them to live in the training ground. When the Zhongwu Army, who were fighting outside, received the news, they immediately rushed back home and killed thousands of Xu Bing in a gunfight. They also blamed the Jiedushi Xue Neng for being a traitor and killed Xue Neng as well.

With such vigor and vitality, could he tolerate the loss of his hometown? It was only because the bandits were all cavalrymen and were incapable of attacking the city that everyone knew. Ge Congzhou and Ding Hui had also been working hard to encircle and suppress them, otherwise the Bian army would have already made a fuss.

If you put yourself in his shoes, Zhu Wen had a hard time - that's what he thought.

The imperial court had stored nearly 100,000 soldiers and able-bodied men in Pubanjin, and with Guanzhong as its back, there was no pressure on logistics. This year, there were no natural disasters or wars, and the autumn harvests in Qinfeng, Jingzhaoyin, Zuofengyi, Youfufeng, Qingyang, and Shangzhou were also quite good. Feng Xingxi also donated 200,000 shi of corn and grains. The saint who liked to micromanage the deployment of marches and battles did not get sick; the soldiers were in a stable state of mind.

He can stay here until next summer.

Zhu Wen could only consider entering the pass from Hexi County, Hancheng, Baoding, Longmenguan and other ferry crossings in the middle reaches of the Yellow River, or even entering Cizhou and transferring to Shangjun. If successful, the Li Ni regime could launch a new round of imperial carriage tours. However, this plan was not trivial. Zhu Wen could not make the decision alone. Zhang Hui's instructions had the final say, and the ideas of the pseudo-Liang officials, military officers and grassroots warriors could not be ignored.

Without it.

Because the base camp in Guanzhong was lost, Li Ni could either flee to Taiyuan or go east to join forces with Yang Shouliang and Zhazhu, and lead the eastern princes to seize the nest of Bianliang. There were only two ways to go. But would Li Ni go to Taiyuan? Haha, I'm afraid he would rather learn from Sun Ru and go into exile than to rely on Li Keyong. Keyong might not dare to welcome him. The puppet saint would not refuse. With a complete court, tens of thousands of warriors, and a very prestigious emperor, who would dare to take him?

The biting wind blew, and the fallen leaves were flying all over the ground, making it hard to open your eyes. I don't know how the Bian bandits can resist so well, and they are still fighting on the other side of the river. The saint rubbed the back of his hands, and rushed into the Jinglong Palace in a few steps, patting the buttocks of the concubine: "Close the door quickly! I'm freezing."

The imperial concubine blushed.

They are becoming more and more like warriors, no longer as elegant as before, becoming rough, strong, rude and resolute. The dirty, stubbled beard has a primitive and rough beauty... The strong muscles and back lines are powerful at first glance. If he favors her, he should be able to fuck her hard all the way... Concubine Shu is often beaten to the point of crying and begging for mercy... Hiss... While closing the door with other eunuchs, Aqiu secretly cursed himself for being immoral... Aqiu, you can't peek at the two saints having sex anymore... If you are really lonely, just do it at night...

Jinglong Hall in Changchun Palace was the place where official affairs were held and government affairs were heard.

The imperial court, which was secretly preparing for a tour, had moved here, and the royal concubines, children, and kings had all come here. The only officials left in Chang'an were those in charge of military affairs, headed by the Grand Marshal, He Zongyi, who led more than a thousand soldiers to guard the imperial palace, and two eunuchs, Yuwen Rou, the Xuanhui Envoy, and Zhang Chengye, the Feilong Envoy.

Today the saint came here to meet with the ministers and discuss recent important events.

The only sound in the empty and silent Jinglong Hall was the rustling of pages. Prime Ministers Liu Chong, Li Xi, and Zheng Yanchang lowered their heads and flipped through files and letters.

Privy Councilor Zhao Ruxin, Deputy Privy Councilor Yang Kezheng, and Imperial Academy Councilor Han Wei knelt on the cushions with their hands clasped, their eyes lowered and slanted forward, their faces expressionless.

Princess Zhao's heart swelled up. Zhengyang was a child, and he couldn't eat all of them. He had to help his beloved wife get rid of the pressure, otherwise she would get sick, and what if she got her bra soaked when she went out during the day... It would be unsightly...

I don't know what's going on with Coco's brows. I think it's the same as the part that's almost tight, and she deserves a beating.

Yao Li, Lu Jian, Wenren Chuchu, Luo Fu, Nangong Chongyan and other scholars and attendants from the two academies sat behind the chief official.

Luo Ji...Afu is still the same, without any makeup, wearing a traditional half-sleeve high waist skirt that covers her figure. Haha, is it useful? Although it can't outline her legs, it makes her waist tighter, which makes people more excited.

Well, my belly is bigger.

Please give birth to that boy as soon as possible! I can’t hold back my longing for Ah Fu any longer.

Chuchu and Chongyan, it's time to give them a son. There are so many concubines in the palace, how can they be allowed to die in the eternal alley with their most beautiful appearance. Too cruel, too inhumane. The saint sighed secretly. The task is heavy, the time is short, and there are many ways. It is not much easier than eliminating Zhu Wen.

The Imperial Censor Xu Yanruo, the Shangshu Zuocheng Zhao Chong, the Imperial Censor Zhongcheng Wu Gongdu and others were closing their eyes to rest.

Zhao Chong was not scared away by the Bian bandits.

This was very different from the situation last year when the old dog pulled his arm and spitted in Penglai Palace.

At that time, Zhao Zuocheng kept saying, "With Quanzhong's loyalty, as long as Your Majesty temporarily endures the humiliation, sends an envoy to appease him, and then sends the virtuous concubine back, Quanzhong will naturally be obedient."

"His Majesty."

"Everyone." Seeing him come in, everyone stood up.

"Sit down." The saint sat down on the main seat with his legs spread out. The concubine Aqiu brought him a copper stove with charcoal burning brightly. The privy envoy came over with a yellow blanket with red velvet edges, covered him with the blanket, and then sat down on his left side, spreading out his writing brush.

He grabbed the blanket and wrapped himself tightly. The warmth of the red charcoal fire in front of him, accompanied by the tenderness of the red-sleeved lady, was a good feeling. He had not felt the difference between cold and heat for too long.

"Zhao Zuocheng, with all your loyalty--" The sage asked Zhao Chong first.

Zhao Chong could not help but feel embarrassed, and interrupted with a buzzing voice: "It is because I do not know people well. Seeing that he paid a lot of tribute, he was obsessed with money." Seeing that the saint did not laugh at him, he paused, and said seriously: "But what good is it for me to fight against the Bian bandits? Guanzhong has not been settled for long, Beidi, Qingyang, and Xinqin are in disharmony, and Guanxi is even more of a wild wilderness where the king's rule is re-established."

"I want to say that I am not strong enough. Xuan, Jin, Shifan and Kuang Ning are not strong enough to support the world. Even if Zhu Wen is killed, Henan will be without a master and the court will find it difficult to advance in a short time. If Li Keyong takes advantage of the situation or the Wu people take the Central Plains or someone else rises up, then Bian, Song, Hua, Meng, Huai, Luo, Zheng, Chen, Cai, Ru, Ying, Xu and Bo will be owned by the thieves again. Even if one Quanzhong is killed, another Quanzhong will be reborn. The court fought Zhu Wen to death but was unable to take over his territory. Isn't it making wedding clothes for others? Did we get Hebei when Shi Chaoyi was killed?"

The saint slowly said, "You are obsessed."

First, we must eliminate the most cunning people, and then we must eliminate the ugly ones. It is much easier to deal with Li Keyong, Yang Xingmi, or some other ambitious person than to deal with Zhu Wen. Moreover, who said that if Zhu Wen died, he would just watch the warriors attack the city and divide Zhu Wen's body? What's more, there is no hope of seeing Zhu Wen's fall. Zhao is worried about what to do if Zhu Wen dies and a new Zhu Wen comes. It's too early to think about it.

　I had to go out for something, so I wrote this much. I stopped halfway, the plot is not coherent, I didn't plan to post it, but I'll post it anyway. I'll write early tomorrow, and try to add one or two more chapters this week. Please give me more votes, the recommended votes are getting less and less...
　　

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