Northern Song Dynasty Revitalization Strategy

Chapter 770 The Reluctance of a Simple Farmer

"Then from Hetao to Wendong and Qinfeng Road in Guanzhong, it will take several months to travel, won't it delay the next year's gold cutting?" Zhang Xiaochun said doubtfully.

Yue Fei touched his nose in embarrassment, and said: "The officials also have doubts. I wrote a letter saying that I borrowed from Xixia and sent someone to talk to Ren Dejing from Xixia. No, the king of Xixia talked about it, and the king of Xixia agreed. gone."

"By the way, they are responsible for the food supplies along the way, that's probably it."

"Ah?" Zhang Xiaochun looked at Yue Fei dumbfounded, how could it be like this?
It is indeed too far to leave Tiandezhou from Hetao, go to Datong, turn to Taiyuan to Guanzhong, then go to Qinfeng Road from Chang'an, and then go to Qingtang.

But from Wuhai to Xingqing Mansion, and then to Qinfeng Road, this journey is completely in time to go back to Liaodong.

Yue Fei not only borrowed the excuse, but also asked for the food and grass of the Xixia people, which is really a bit... overbearing!
Looking at Yue Fei's face, Zhang Xian knew that Yue Fei had a thin skin and couldn't get rid of it. He explained with a smile: "The [-] stones of grain and grass prepared by Zhang Jinglue last time are actually enough, and our Hejian Army doesn't want theirs either. Food and grass, as if no one has it.”

"But Xixia sent it out with arched hands. I'm embarrassed not to take it. Right now, I'm short of food everywhere in Song Dynasty, so it's hard to accept it."

"Oh, it's hard to do what I can..." Zhang Xiaochun said dully with his heart racing.

What happened to Da Song?
Yue Fei shook his head helplessly and said, "I just sent it away, and the people from Xixia ran away while still under the city of Wuhai. What's wrong, my Yue flag doesn't look good?"

"Either way, it's all grain. If it rains and snows, wouldn't it all be moldy? We peasants can't see this waste of grain the most."

"Farmer..." Zhang Xiaochun pondered these three words carefully, what Yue Fei said was outrageous!

Zhang Xian lifted up the cage hand and was about to put it on the horse. He also said helplessly: "Most of them are rice. If it is put in the former imperial army, some of them will be good to eat, so they will not be picky, but now What kind of food for the Great Song Army, I really look down on his little food."

After Zhang Xian finished speaking, he patted his waist and said, "Look at this waist, can rice noodles be raised?"

Even Zhang Xian has a general belly, let alone Yue Fei, the current Song army is getting fatter and getting closer and closer to five big and three rough.

In the Song Dynasty, the five big and three thick are a compliment. The five big are big head, big hands, big feet, big shoulders, and big hips.The three types are thick neck, thick waist and thick legs.

People with big feet can walk around, big arms and round waists and great strength, and big hips mean big buttocks. Such talents can sit firmly on the general platform.

But according to the official's instructions, the five big and three thick are all made of hard meat, and the Beiwei army is the same as Yue Fei's.

According to the official words, the high body fat rate is good for marching. Once the marching is as short as ten days or as long as several months, and there is not much meat, how can it be possible to walk for such a long time?
Therefore, Zhang Xian looked down on Xixia's food and grass, and he really didn't say it verbally, although only the most elite Hejian army could make up for the meat of the Song Dynasty.

"Simple peasants can't see wasting food, so they reluctantly accept it. Reasonable, very reasonable!" Zhang Xiaochun mumbled and went to the firewood room to take a bath.

"What happened to him?" Yue Fei looked at Zhang Xiaochun suspiciously and asked.

"I don't know, it's a godsend." Zhang Xian shook his head, this guy looked weird every day, and he was used to it.

"Zhang Jinglue! The water is hot!" The soldiers in the chaifang didn't stop him, Zhang Xiaochun's head was already stuck in the steaming water.

"Phew!" Zhang Xiaochun lifted his head out of the bathtub with a flushed face, a little dazed: "The literati of the Song Dynasty don't complain about their losses."

For Zhang Xiaochun, the stronger the Song army was, the more foolish his intention to surrender in Taiyuan City was.

Yue Fei's army set off again, and arrived at Xingqing Mansion in just three days from Wuhai City to Xingqing Mansion.

Yue Fei also saw Ren Dejing who had been waiting outside the door for a long time.

"Some time ago when Xingqing Mansion was besieged, the government ordered you to take the head of Ren Dejing. If Li Chengshun hadn't died, you wouldn't be alive today." Deep forehead.

After Yue Fei withdrew his troops from Xingqing Mansion, he had thought about Li Qianshun's death.

Why Ren Dejing would be so crazy to murder Li Ganshun in front of the officials and clan relatives in the hall.

Only then did Yue Fei come to his senses and understood that Ren Dejing was not due to ambition, but the situation at that time, which had reached the point where you die and I die!
If Li Qianshun survived, the Great Song Dynasty would definitely bring Ren Dejing, a rebel from Xi'an Prefecture, back to the Great Song Dynasty.

This is the reason for Ren Dejing's madness. It is formally based on this reason that Ren Dejing gave away food and grass now.

"The guilty ministers, the guilty ministers. If General Yue hadn't been lenient, there would have been a chance for the guilty ministers to catch their breath today." Ren Dejing was afraid, he was afraid that Yue Fei would draw out the Liquan gun hanging on his side horse and prick him with blood hole.

But he had no choice but to go out of the city to meet Yue Fei, stretching his head out was a knife, retracting his head was also a knife, he insisted on agreeing to Yue Fei's excuse, and went out of the city to meet Yue Fei, he no longer had the slightest right to speak in Xingqing Mansion.

"The officials will continue to crusade against the Jinlu next year. Xixia can't make trouble. If there is another change, I will take your head and sacrifice the souls of the dead." Yue Fei drove his horse forward. It’s an excuse, but the most basic precautions are still necessary.

"General Yue, this is some of the thoughts of the guilty minister, and I invite General Yue's subordinates." Ren Dejing hurriedly took two steps, pointing to the two bullock carts and said.

"What?" Yue Fei looked at Ren Dejing suspiciously.

Ren Dejing hurriedly said: "General Yue, please accept the two boxes of gold ingots that are completely red. If you don't take them away, it will be difficult for General Yue to borrow them next time."

Yue Fei looked at the two bullock carts, and then thought of Ren Dejing biting the word "two boxes" very hard, and instantly understood the meaning.

These [two boxes] were handed over to the imperial court, and these [two carts] were for bribing myself.

Yue Fei was smart enough to understand these things. He suddenly raised his horsewhip, slapped Ren Dejing on the back fiercely, and said to Zhang Xian: "These two cars arrived at Qinfeng Road, and they were pulled to Bian by the officials. Go to Beijing."

"let's go."

Yue Fei is not interested in such things as officialdom. As a member of the Great Song Dynasty who is always present and controls the most powerful army in the world, he has the right to regard money as dung.

Being greedy for this little money, and being known by the officials, he can't afford to lose this person.

With his current record, what reward does he want, and the officials won't give it?
"Pengju, this whip of yours saved his life." After walking a long way, Zhang Xian looked at Ren Dejing who was still outside the city and said.

Yue Fei turned his head and glanced at Ren Dejing who was still bowing his head, and said: "The officials ordered him to fight in Zhazi. When Ren Dejing left Song Dynasty and chose Xixia, Taiyuan had been besieged for several days, and he hadn't seen reinforcements for a long time. The current situation is turbulent and people’s hearts are unstable.”

"But it's not easy for Ren Dejing to go to a foreign country and still have the old country in his heart. Have you forgotten that the Empress Dowager Liang and the two men went too far? This is also a condition for excuses."

Zhang Xian still shook his head and said with a sigh: "The officials are still too benevolent."

"Now is not the time to recover the old land of Xixia. Liaodong has not yet digested it. It is the current situation that requires Ren Dejing to live." Yue Fei did not agree with Zhang Xian's statement. When the government should do something, the guillotine is very sharp.

After the army walked away, Ren Dejing stood up straight and laughed loudly. Ren Dejing's eldest son wanted to cover him with clothes to cover the wound of the whip, but Ren Dejing took the clothes away, still laughing wildly .

"Go back to the city!" Ren Dejing yelled loudly, he let the Xixia people comment on his wounds brazenly, he needed this whip so much now.

With this whip, he can survive in Xingqing Mansion, and he can live with dignity and the right to speak!
In front of so many people, being whipped by Yue Fei is nothing. Xixia people have already seen how sharp Yue Fei's knife is.

There are plenty of Xixia people who want to take this whip, but is he worthy?

(End of this chapter)