"Father Shang," Zhao Ji hesitated for a moment and asked, "Will these devastated kings and ministers kill these devastated kings and ministers?"

Wen Fei sneered: "What are you killing? Wouldn't it be better to stay here and dance?"

Zhao Ji laughed loudly, and he announced: "God has the virtue of being a virtuous person. Since Li surrendered, he will save him from death and grant him the title of Gongshu Marquis. He will spare his wife and daughter... and other criminals in Xixia will also be exempted from being civilians..."

When Li Ganshun and the devastated nobles of the Western Xia heard this, they walked down from the execution ground. Many people were mostly paralyzed and cried with joy.

More people have joy and sorrow, and the joyful ones are naturally avoided death, while the sad and sad ones are still there, but the red faces have changed. From then on, these people were ministers and people under the name of the Song Dynasty, and no longer the rulers of a country.

However, history is written by the winners. At this time, no matter how complicated their psychology is, they can only kneel down honestly and shout long live and thank you again.

At this time, no one cares about what they are thinking. Maybe it’s only a thousand years of hard work. Some literati who have enough food and free food will describe the psychology of these people, right?

All civil and military officials also bowed to the scepter again, inserted the scepter plate on their belts and danced, shouting long live the three times.

The people watching the fun were also far away, and they shouted long live, and the voices of long live echoed throughout the capital.

Zhao Ji was trembling all over excitedly, feeling that this was the most glorious moment in his life.

Dangxiang Xixia has officially become enemies with the Song Dynasty since Emperor Taizong of Song Dynasty. Over the past 100 years, the two sides have fought countless battles, and many wise ministers and generals have been sent to the northwest, Pang Ji, Fan Zhongyan, Han Qi, Sima Guang... but they have never been able to do anything to the Western Xia.

Now the king of Xixia fell to his feet and begged for mercy to himself. The king of Xixia, the country, was all turned into ashes in a fire.

With these things, my achievements have far exceeded those of my ancestors. Except for Taizu, other ancestors are far inferior to me.

Even after his death, before the tomb, he was not considered the rebellious thief Fang La, but just with Tubo and Xixia, he could erect two sacred merit monuments.

No, no. How could I die? Zhao Ji shouted in his heart: I will also destroy the Khitan of Liao Kingdom, not only to conquer the sixteen states of Yanyun, but also to jump on the grassland of horses. Let's make a living, and then make the achievements of the Human Emperor...

His eyes pierced deeply into the clouds. Seeing the clouds like cotton in the sky, a giant dragon seemed to lie across the sky.

Next to Zhao Ji, Wen Fei was also looking up at the sea of ​​Haotian's vitality.

Destroy the country, destroy the country, and seize its fortune. However, the fortune of the Song Dynasty is not strong but weak now. However, these were long as Wen Fei expected.

It is not difficult to defeat the destruction of a country, but the most difficult thing is how to effectively annex and govern these lands after the destruction of a country.

It was precisely when the empire was just destroyed and before the time was enough to digest the land and people of the enemy country. It was like a snake just swallowing its prey, it was the weakest time.

Seeing this situation with his own eyes, Wen Fei had to suppress his original idea of ​​attacking the Liao Kingdom immediately.

It is just that if you want to digest the annexed land well and not cause backlash, it requires the right person to take charge.

"Father Shang, what are you thinking?" Zhao Ji noticed Wen Fei's expression and asked curiously.

"How is the official going to treat the land that has just been captured?" Wen Fei asked.

Zhao Ji said without hesitation: "Of course, it's because of the establishment of an official, why does Shang's father think it's inappropriate?"

Wen Fei shook his head and said, "This is a method of long-term stability, so naturally there will be no inappropriateness. However, these countries have just been defeated. If one of them is not handled properly, it will cause a lot of trouble!"

Zhao Ji laughed: "With Shangfu here, what are you afraid of! As long as Shangfu sends enough Taoist priests to preach everywhere... it will be enough to make the remnants of the Dangxiang be obedient!"

Wen Fei smiled bitterly, but still said seriously: "At least a large army will be stationed in the local area for five years and cannot be easily withdrawn. Only in this way can the remnants be suppressed and not rebelled!"

Zhao Ji nodded repeatedly and said, "In fact, the richest part between Western Xia and Tubo is the Hetao area. If you want to maintain a long-term stability, you have to immigrate a large number of people... Anyway, the roads in Shaanxi are barren, and the population of migrating points is not difficult!"

Wen Fei shook his head when he heard this. He had never planned to immigrate to the Hetao area in large quantities.

"Why did Shangfu think it was impossible?" Zhao Ji said in surprise. This has been an effective way to cure the long-term strategy for all generations.

When Wen Fei was at this point, he was considering something more profound and strategic. He asked bluntly: "What do you think about Guanzhong now?"

Zhao Ji just said that the roads in Shaanxi are barren, so the Guanzhong area is naturally not much better.

Wen Fei told the story: "Since the time of Qin, the Zheng State Canal was built in Guanzhong, it has been known as the country of Jincheng Thousand Miles and the Tianfu."

Zhao Ji kept nodding, but this was a fact. On the contrary, Sichuan, which later generations claimed to be the country of Tianfu, was a copycat.

"But why has Guanzhong declined to this point now?" Wen Fei asked again.

Zhao Ji had just opened his mouth and wanted to talk about Zheng Guoqu. But suddenly he thought that although the Song Dynasty had reached the conclusion that Zheng Qu had been abandoned for a long time, it was impossible to restore it. Zheng Guoqu, which ran across Jingluo in the Qin and Han Dynasties, had completely lost its utility to the late Tang Dynasty.

Due to the severe cuts of each river and the riverbed is fixed, it is difficult to cross the cofferdam, and the outlets of the river diversion channels of the river also move upward accordingly. Therefore, not only is the upstream separated from the Jingjing project, but the waters also form their own canal system and develop independently.

Relatively speaking, it can be regarded as the restoration of Zheng Guo Canal!

Thinking of this, Zhao Ji seemed to understand something, but he couldn't say it.

"The land of Guanzhong was originally a thousand miles of Jincheng and the country of Tianfu, because the environmental damage was too severe and it was no longer as rich as before. And this Hetao place is only a semi-agricultural and semi-nomadic place, and the environment is much more fragile than that of Guanzhong. If there are too many migrant populations, and the land is reclaimed on a large scale and destroying the environment, it will probably not take a hundred years, and the entire Hetao land vegetation will be almost destroyed!"

Wen Fei said slowly: "In fact, even now, the ecological environment of these places is much more fragile than that in the Han and Tang Dynasties.

The reason why Xixia is difficult to perish is because its capital Xingqing Prefecture is separated from our Song Dynasty by a Mu Us Desert. This desert was not available during the Han and Tang Dynasties…”

After Wen Fei said this, Zhao Ji showed a thoughtful look. Although he didn't know what the environment was, he had already understood it in his heart when he heard Wen Fei's explanation.

Thinking that Shang Father was studying the heavenly beings and beings, he was a god from heaven, and maybe he was a person who knew five hundred years ago and five hundred years later. This kind of thing sounded like a harsh person, although he was unclear, he felt that Wen Fei’s words were very reasonable.

Wen Fei sighed and said, "Actually, for me, we should not cut down trees and make fires in the world, but use coal, that is, charcoal. This kind of thing is just thinking about it and cannot be achieved."

After hearing this, Zhao Ji knew it halfway, but he also knew that it was not practical to use all the carbide. During the Northern Song Dynasty, according to later scholars, urbanization had reached a very high level.

The fuel crisis has been the most powerful in all dynasties.

Perhaps in many people's impression, every household in ancient times was enough to burn fire. But in fact, during the Northern Song Dynasty, the fuel needed by millions of residents in Tokyo every day was astronomical.

It takes a long distance to transport it, and Hebei and other places are even more pitiful. According to records, many places have no money to burn. They can only risk logging and obtaining wages to the imperial tombs protected by the government...

In addition, the steel, porcelain, copper coins, etc. of the Song Dynasty all require fuel to be fired. Coal cannot be supplied, while large areas of vegetation have been cut down.

Although it is not as powerful as modern time and space, it is indeed a serious problem in the classical era.

Zhao Ji laughed and said, "Father Shang, today is a great day to offer prisoners to Taimiao. Why bother so much? Let's talk about these things later!"

Wen Fei laughed at himself and felt that he seemed to be becoming more and more worried about the country and the people. However, in his last trip from Qinghai to Xi'an, the environmental conditions of the Loess Plateau are even more unhappy.

Could it be that I was really influenced by the woman in Luo Idiom?

No, it’s just that it hasn’t been mixed with Luo Idiom yet. Wen Fei is actually worried about the damage to the environment.

Even in my heart, I still agree with the concept of environmental protection. Otherwise, it would be better to spare Luo Yiyu and Tang Chun and others again and again.

If it were before, Wen Fei was still very interested in these big scenes. But now that he has seen a lot, Wen Fei will not ignore them.

Even though the ministers and the people below were shouting and dancing, huge amounts of luck and incense and vows spread out, spreading the whole city. These could no longer arouse the interest of Master Wen.

His eyes looked at the sky, where the sea of ​​Haotian's vitality was located. It wrapped all the world and everything in it is running endlessly.

He could clearly feel his place!

Wen Fei's eyes were set on the northeast, and a powerful purple dragon energy rose up, spreading its teeth and claws, but it was like a snake swallowing an elephant, violently swallowing a larger dragon energy.

The two sides fought each other under the sky, and the dissipated dragon energy was like broken scales and blood. It really came true that the dragon fought in the wild, and its blood was mysterious and yellow.
Chapter completed!