Chapter 314: Looking for trouble without any trouble

After hearing Zhao Xing's inquiry, Wan Qi Yong shook his head and replied: "I don't understand! Is Xie Jinghu short of money? But suppressing bandits is a government affairs of the court. He should formally propose to the Privy Council for lack of money, and then allocate it to the Privy Council. He should not come to us, and he also needs to meet in secret.

Could it be that he heard that Lord Zhang Yuezhang asked us to train musketeers and planned to do the same? But this doesn't make sense. Lord Zhang Yuezhang also went through the procedures taken by the Privy Council. He shouldn't have contacted us privately.

One is not short of money, not lack of soldiers. The official can’t figure out why he asked for a private meeting. Maybe he has an idea, let me tell you?"

Zhao Xing snorted: "Soldiers come to block the enemy, and the water comes to cover the earth. No matter what his request, I don't plan to interfere in Jinghu - by the way, has the snow on the White Horse Snow Mountain melted? How is the situation of cleaning the battlefield?"

Wan Qiyong replied: "Last month, there was a report that the troops stationed in Lanxi County had entered the glacier snow track and found that the glacier had been buried half a valley. It was impossible to figure out what was under the ice. However, the road was much wider. They said that there were carriages on the ice.

In addition, they also investigated the mountain road behind Baima Xue Peak. It is said that many soldiers and grains were found in the three valleys behind, mostly yak jerky and barley cakes. They also found tens of thousands of corpses on a mountain. The passerby reported that it was probably snow that buried the Tubo people's supplies, but the Tubo people who lost their supplies were trapped on the top of several mountains where there was no avalanche and died of starvation.

Now, the caravans that we went deep into Tubo have not yet sent a reply, but I estimate that the army in southern Tubo was completely wiped out by us. It’s a pity that our soldiers could not attack the plateau, so this victory has no reward for us. Even if they occupy those barren high mountains, it is useless.”

"Our harvest is Qing Tang! Tubo suffered heavy damage in the south, and they will definitely shrink in Qing Tang to avoid angering the Song Dynasty!" Zhao Xing sighed: "If Mr. Zhang was still alive, he would definitely not let the Qing Tang people go. That land is a good place to raise horses and occupy Qing Tang. My Song Dynasty will never worry about war horses from now on. Unfortunately, the one in Shaanxi is the one who is in charge of Shaanxi!"

In Shaanxi, after Zhang Shi passed away, the military and civilians of Shaanxi had already passed on Zhang Shi's will to the court and asked the court to transfer Zhao Xing back to Shaanxi. However, after receiving the report, Zhang Dun rejected the matter without hesitation.

In Zizheng Hall, Zhang Dun said to the young emperor: "The Xixia fought a hundred years of war with us. Now our Pingxia City has been built to the Good Shuichuan. It blocked the throat of Xixia and occupied the place where the Xixia people sang and played music to station troops. Xixia has begun to seek peace, and our Song Dynasty has already taken a great advantage. If we are in peace today, we will transfer Zhao Li people to Shaanxi. It is meaningless.

I know Zhao Liren's temperament. Once he takes office, he will definitely indulge the local people to go deep into the Xixia territory to rob. If the war is angered by Xixia, our hard work will be in vain. And Zhao Liren is best at his golden hands... Well, he paid the local salary this year very quickly and has been delivered in full. I have followed the method of making money and could not find a second person.

If we transfer Zhao Li people from Guangzhou, if Guangzhou's taxes decline, it will be more than worth the loss. The court is now short of money everywhere. For a stable Shaanxi, I will lose a big gold mine like Guangzhou that makes money. I think it is not possible. Please ask Your Majesty to judge!"

Zhao Xu was very satisfied with Zhang Dun's respect. He followed Zhang Dun's tone and said, "After the Western Xia seeking peace, it would be peaceful today. I think it is time to issue an edict to Zhao Xing. He has ordered all the small vassal states in the South China Sea to give me land to the Song Dynasty as a "free trade leader". Is it better to issue an edict to him and ask him to order that the vassal states will come together to pay tribute to him in the first day of next year. In this way, we have a peaceful and prosperous era of "all nations come to pay tribute."

Zhang Dun was happy at first, but after careful consideration, he said frustratedly: "Your Majesty, Zhao Liren is arrogant and I am afraid that this edict will be sent over. If he is in a good mood, he will return the edict and refuse to obey the edict; if he is in a bad mood, he may not have any voice for the edict.

I remember he said in the previous issue of Maritime Newspaper: The trade matter was handed over to the Maritime Bureau, and the tribute matter was handed over to the Lifan Court. He also said brutally: Foreign affairs issues and trade are different things. I am afraid that he would use this as an excuse to push this matter to the Lifan Court... But the officials also knew that those people in the Lifan Court were not as confident as the Guangzhou Maritime Bureau in Nanyang. This was to let the Lifan Court come forward. Even if Zhao Xing did not obstruct, there would be no further information."

This was the Song Dynasty. The emperor of the Song Dynasty had no temper to resist the orders of his ministers. Zhao Xing, who had already gained a foothold, ignored the court's style at all. Although the little emperor was so angry that he could only look south to breathe heavily.

Zhao Xu gasped for a long time and said hatefully: "Then transfer his subordinates—there is a Li Gefei who was the chief of the Imperial Academy, right? He transferred him first, and then it was Liao Zhengyi's turn. Li Zhiyi didn't need to be transferred. I heard that he was once the chief secretary of Su Zizhan, so I let him stay in Lingnan to death. He also had a handsome Fan Shuaizilian under him. He heard that he was very good at fighting. All the military achievements made by Zhao Qing were from him. Didn't he just make military achievements in Dali? Then he promoted him to the military commander of Zhending Prefecture. What do Zhang Qing think?"

Zhang Dun stood up and bowed: "Your Majesty is wise! Although Zhao Li people should not be moved lightly, he cultivates his followers and controls Guangdong and Guangxi. We should also take action to reduce their wings so that we can consolidate our country! However, these people are old parties, and in recent years, they have been deeply influenced by Su Zizhan and others in Guangzhou. I think that as long as they leave Guangdong and Guangxi, they will change their posts with his order, and finally find a greasy head and dismiss the matter."

Zhao Xu could no longer sit still. Today, he rarely discussed government affairs with the prime ministers of the Political Affairs Hall. He said too much and sweated all over. Zhang Dun said halfway. He stood up with the support of the eunuch and reluctantly replied: "Zhang Qing should do it hard!"

Zhang Dun respectfully sent the young emperor out of the political affairs hall, and then turned around and ordered the Hanlin people: "Come, write an edict, which ordered Zhao Guangdong to invite overseas vassals Yu Zhengdan to pay tribute... Zizhong (Lin Xi), please write a private message for me, and say... Haha, please coax Zhao Liren with kind words. This guy is just a donkey, touching along the hair. He can obey, let's talk to him and be kind. He is taking things out of his pocket."

Zhang Dun was wrong. Zhao Xing disdained the private message Zhang Dun sent this time. He glanced a few times, threw the letter directly into the trash can next to him, and hummed disdainfully. After he finished doing this, an old voice in the shadow opposite asked: "Whose letter? Lord Zhao was so disdainful?"

Zhao Xing replied: "Old Ying (Xie Lin's name is Yingzhi), is the land of Xiang Gong. He wants to hold a meeting of the dynasty of the whole country to show the peaceful and prosperous era - a prosperous era does not mean covering his mouth with his hands or blocking his ears with his hands. I have no obligation to whitewash the peace for him and build a 'pattern-covering prosperity' together."

Xie Lin laughed, but he was still in the shadow and said, "You dare to throw away Mr. Zhang's letter. Will you one day throw it into the trash can if my letter does not suit your taste."

Zhao Xing shook his head: "You must be Guan Xue everyone. I regard your letter as a treasure, so how could you throw it around?"

Xie Lin spoke with a strong Fujian accent, and this person was also from Fujian. But he joined the Guanxue School. Zhao Xing vaguely heard that after he arrived in Jinghu, he began to train the soldiers of Chenzhou Village. Chenzhou is the place where he likes to pretend to be a god and ghost. Chenzhou corpse drivers used the pretext of driving away zombies. They made the people along the way afraid and avoid it, but in fact they were smuggling and deceived China for thousands of years with this mysterious behavior.

After Xie Lin took office, the Jinghu area has been uneasy. Fightings in various villages have occurred one after another, and recently large-scale riots have occurred. Fortunately, Xie Lin has been a local man on the front line of Shaanxi. He has experienced a larger-scale war than the villages, so he was not scared by such a 100-man fight. Instead, he began to train the village soldiers to suppress rebellions and civilian armed battles by force.

Zhao Xing also heard that this old guy was very proud of his youth in the area of ​​Jinghu North North Road. He used the convenience of "pointing place" to appoint his confidants to control the affairs of various states as he pleased, and did more thoroughly than Zhao Xing. Now he mysteriously asked to meet with Zhao Xing in a private meeting, but when both sides met, he did not talk about the main topic for a long time. He only talked about the romantic and romantic.

The place where the two met happened to be at the junction of Guangnan East Road and Jinghu South Road. After receiving the letter from each other, Zhao Xing inspected the north and went to Shaozhou under the name of an inspection. At the same time, Xie Lin also began to inspect the south. The two met Yu Yichang by chance, and then the two began routine official social events.

Xie Lin could not drink, but Zhao Xing was very drunk and poured all the officials in Xie Lin's land. In the darkness, the two of them came to the small pavilion beside Zhangshui to see the sunset on the river, listen to the cries of cranes in the river, and brewed a pot of fragrant tea. They leisurely waited until now, but Xie Lin still didn't talk about the main topic.

Zhao Xing was a little dissatisfied and thought to himself: "I sit here with tens of thousands of people in a second, and I will sit here to drink tea with you. At this moment, millions of people are gone. How much waste it. Wait a moment, old man, don't you tell me what a big deal worth millions of people, I will throw you into the trash can."

Xie Lin hid in the shadows, looked at the smoky light on the river gradually dimming, and said happily: "Mr. Zhao, I wrote a poem..."

Zhao Xing rolled his eyes and interrupted the other party: "Old Ying, I'm not here to listen to your poetry."

Xie Lin laughed and walked out of the shadow: "That's right, you have Mr. Po around you, and you underestimate famous poems in the world. Isn't these poems my poems like 'Psychede on Li Bai's tomb', wouldn't it be funny?"

Zhao Xing agreed to the other party's statement. He raised the glass teapot and filled Xie Lin with tea, then put down the teapot and waited for the other party to speak.

"Lu Huiqing wrote me..."

Zhao Xing grinned: "Old Ying, I am a little allergic to this name. When I hear this person, I want to get angry. If Old Ying mentions this person again, don't blame me for being unable to control myself from getting angry."

Xie Lin chuckled: "My fellow countryman cares about you very much. He wrote to me and only talked about your care in Mizhou..."

Zhao Xing stood up without saying a word, grabbed the crystal clear glass teapot and threw it into the river. After stopping, he turned around and threw the furnace rack into the river. He threw the alcohol stove into the river. Xie Lin looked at Zhao Xing in shock. It was not until two sounds of thrusts in the river that he woke up: "Okay, okay, let's not talk about this person. I heard that your soldiers entered Fujian, but they were reluctant to fight the bandits. My relatives in Fujian asked me to ask you for love. Please recite the affection of being an official in the same palace and give high praise.

Zhao Xing laughed: "Lu Huiqing is indeed a crystal monkey. Let me tell you the truth. The things he did in Shaanxi caused the three major banks to lose 1.5 million yuan. But I heard that Lu Huiqing and Lu Xiqing have invested countless fat land in their hometown, and their property is worth million yuan.

To be honest, I left Fujian by myself. I just wanted to create evidence that I was absent. I did want to deliberately oppress the bandits to the homeland of the Lu brothers. Unfortunately, I was injured later. The general in Fujian was worried about my safety and left the troops and ran to Guangzhou, but ended up leaving the matter behind.

Lu Huiqing was cunning, and he actually saw that my actions were happening, but I have always been the first to do state affairs. If it weren't for dealing with the Tubo people, I would have destroyed their hometowns, so I would have come to plead for him.

Mr. Ying, today I’m talking, I won’t hide it from you. I have a thousand ways to deal with the Lu brothers. Afterwards, they will never find a handle for me. Do you know what the Xia people call me. They call me 'can’t mess with'. I, Zhao Laohu, are so easy to owe money? I told you clearly. If Lu Huiqing doesn’t pay back the money, I will not let him go back to Fujian and meet his relatives. If you don’t believe me, please see."

Xie Lin sighed: "Since this year, all the ships of the Lu family have gone missing. Lu Huiqing has long guessed that it was you who did it. You think. If there are still pirates in the waters of the Song Dynasty, how can you get rid of it?...Okay, okay, I am a middle-aged man. The Lu family brothers are willing to pay you back now, but they don't have that much cash. After all, Lu Huiqing's aides also have to take up a share of (stolen money) to wash their hands. I'll say a count - 400,000 guan!"

Zhao Xing sneered and said nothing. Xie Lin moaned: "I know that you, Zhao Li, are thick in your waist. Forty-hundred thousand chunks. I was shocked when Lu Huiqing said this amount, but can't you exchange for this huge sum of money for your nod?"

Zhao Xing gritted and replied: "Old Ying, I agree to meet you because we fought in Shaanxi. In addition, you and I are both old parties, and at the same time, the criminals of Xixia were also exiled to Lingnan. I think I am the same kind of person as you. Don't let me look down on you.

I heard that Mr. Ying was an official in the local area for many years. Judging from what Mr. Ying was doing in Jinghu, you were a person who did practical things. He was not the same as Lu Huiqing, who did not work without kickbacks. What is your "family relationship"? When Lu Huiqing drove you away from Shaanxi, did you think you were a fellow villager?... Mr. Ying, you go back and tell that guy that you can't do anything to lose one copper coin. I, Zhao Liren, aren't the one who sucks your teeth and swallows it in your stomach."

Xie Lin looked at Zhao Xing for a long time, his lips squirmed several times, but he didn't say anything. Zhao Xing faced the other person's eyes calmly and smiled calmly.

Xie Lin originally wanted to remind Zhao Xing: You admit it in person and have to do it again. Are you not afraid of me reporting it?

But when he thought about it, Zhao Xing was so confident that he might not be enough to surrender even if he reported it... Thinking of this, he looked around and found that the guards around the pavilion were all foreigners. He smiled softly and asked, "Are these foreigners the foreign warriors who will follow you to fight against the Tubo people at Baima Peak?"

Zhao Xing shook his head: "These people have just arrived... When I was at Baima Xuefeng, the guards under my command were filled with a desire for death, which touched me very much. After the Battle of Xuefeng, I would give each of them a sum of money to let them go back to their hometown to visit their homes.

Half of them decided to settle in their hometown, but the other half felt that they were no longer able to adapt to their hometown life because the chieftains were the masters. These people were originally slaves, and they had to pay more than 70% of the money I gave them, and the money left behind could only barely survive.

These people followed me around the world and gained some knowledge. The half of them came back simply used my money to redeem their relatives and invited their friends to take the Song boat to return to Guangzhou - here, these people were these people. They just came, and they couldn't even understand the words of the Song Dynasty, and they only knew that they were just by their will."

Zhao Xing's words reminded the other party: Although I have told you the secret now, everyone present is the one who doesn't understand the Song Dynasty. You have nothing to prove my mistake? So you still can't hold on to my handle.

Xie Lin said oh, his face did not change, and then said, "I heard that you killed no less than 30,000 people in the battle of Xuefeng Mountain. The imperial court has tried its best to prove it these days. I heard that Chengdu has sent people to Tubo to inquire - 30,000 people, which is quite small. The losses of Tubo are at least about 40,000 people. The entire generation of young and strong people are buried under that mountain by you. I guess the war is extremely tragic. Unfortunately, you have let them go home and continue to be slaves... By the way, how are the half of the people who returned to their hometowns doing?"

Zhao Xing looked at the south and slowly said, "The people who came back told me that one-third of them had been embezzled by the local chieftains and disappeared; one-third were taken into the mansion by the chieftains and used as their own guards. The remaining third had raised money to buy a piece of wasteland by the sea, intending to build a fishing village there to trade with my Song merchants - they have this advantage. After living in the Song Dynasty for so many years, they know a little Song language and have seen many Song merchants in our mansion. With them, my Song merchants dare to trade... I guess soon, they will open a new trading port in Guer Country?"

Xie Lin smiled: "I heard that you wrote books in Guangzhou, and you are a master. You also teach the art of overseas immigration, teach others how to gain a foothold in the local area and gradually control local affairs. Interestingly, the people's wisdom in Jinghu area has not yet been opened, and the people are busy fighting and do not know the world outside the sky. Why not be able to do a 'West Garden Meeting', which can be considered as leaving a romantic story for the local area."

Zhao Xing applauded: "This idea is good. I heard that during the Three Kingdoms era, Jingxiang produced more students and had more romantic characters, which could be said to be "leading a generation of charm". Later, this place became the battlefield of the Five Barbarians, and in the Song Dynasty, it returned to the wilderness era."

Xie Lin sighed: "There was a Tang Dynasty, and Jinghu is a place where the area is a major killing place. If you kill, I will kill it, and the area between the two Huai Rivers has become a place where the Hu people have fun. Since the founding of the Song Dynasty, Fujian has produced more students. Jinghu is an unknown place. It is really like you said: I have returned to the wilderness era.

I intend to hold a poetry and prose meeting to restore the romantic character of Jingxiang so that the locals no longer focus on the fighting around them, and have a broad mind in the world. This requires Lord Zhao to help you. You have Po Gong, Huang Luzhi, Qin Shaoyou, Zhang Lei, Chao Buzhi, the former Imperial College Li Gefei, Liao Zhengyi, and the author of the "The Second Love Poetry in the World". It would be better to invite them all over, and we Jinghu students and the scholars from Guangdong and Guangxi have a chat all night..."

Zhao Xing readily agreed: "Good thing, we'll make up for it. We'll gather people now..."

Frowning, Zhao Xing looked at the fallen clouds and white cranes on the water of Zhang, and said regretfully: "In the Song Dynasty, the reason why Fujian frequently produced students, celebrities and great scholars was that Fuzhou Academy... Books are really the best tool to spread civilization. It is better to build a collection academy in Yizhang in this joint venture to collect books from all over the world to facilitate the exchange and study of students from Jinghu and Guangdong. With a large number of books and massive information, it is difficult for Jinghu to produce only a few geniuses!"

Xie Lin clapped his hands and replied, "This literary event is not enough to record this matter. Unfortunately, Yichang does not have a famous scenic spot building that can be used to!"

"What's the difficulty!" Zhao Xing called out a few students. Those students had a gift for their careers, including boys from Hangzhou and Huangzhou, students studying under his name in Guangzhou, and a little girl - Li Qingzhao.
Chapter completed!