Although Luo Weiran didn't say much, Fang Jie did think of many things from it. Of course, what he infers cannot be verified, and he has no reason to think that what he thinks is true. The Fangu battlefield in the northwest is thousands of miles away from the imperial capital of Chang'an. It is obviously a bit hasty to conclude something based on Luo Weiran's few words.
But what is certain is that there must be problems in the war in the northwest.
Fang Xie understood the quality of the Sui army, and knew how terrible the lethality would be if five thousand troops gathered together. If he could learn more about the first battle, perhaps he would conclude that his judgment was correct.
In fact, right on the big battlefield in the northwest. Many people wondered in their hearts, is Li Xiaozong's tactics of dividing his troops twice successively really correct? Is it really correct to suppress the two hundred cavalry? Is the distance of five miles out of the canyon really correct? Is it really right to lead the army to attack at the last moment
Fang Jie drank the wine in the glass, smiled and said to Luo Weiran: "I know what to say and what not to say, but how can I compare with His Majesty's wisdom? I stand at the foot of the mountain and look up at the top of the mountain." The scenery, while His Majesty is standing on the top of the mountain overlooking the world. There is no doubt that His Majesty can see more clearly."
Luo Weiran nodded and said: "It's good if you understand this truth. Although the battle situation in the northwest is not as smooth as expected at the beginning. But at least it passed the Langrushan Canyon smoothly. The battlefield is on the territory of the Mongolian barbarians. Yuan barbarians' losses are much greater than ours."
Fang Jie didn't speak, but he didn't quite agree with Luo Weiran's point of view. Luo Weiran was born in Jianghu. Although he has been in official clothes for more than ten years, his position does not involve military affairs. He is not in court, and he does not see many things very thoroughly.
The battlefield was indeed on Meng Yuan's territory. According to what he said before, five thousand elite soldiers of the Sui Dynasty defeated more than 10,000 people in Meng Yuan. However, war is more than a simple comparison of the lost troops of the two sides? With 700,000 troops gathered in the northwest, how much did the imperial court spend to cope with this war? How huge is the financial and material resources spent in training those five thousand elite soldiers
Most of the people lost in the Mongolian Yuan were herdsmen. The Mongolian and Yuan courts did not spend a single copper coin on them, and the lost herdsmen were only the most marginal people in the Mandu Banner. Relatively speaking, the imperial court's 700,000 troops stayed in the northwest for a month, and the supplies they consumed were equivalent to plundering half of the Mandu Banner. If the entire Mandu Banner cannot be captured in two months, even if it is captured again, there will be no gain in calculation. Of course, the honor of expanding thousands of miles cannot be ignored.
However, even if the thousand-mile grassland of the Mandu Banner is taken down, it is an enclave for Da Sui. How much will it cost in the future to keep it
When talking about the war in the northwest, Da Quan and Shen Qingfan didn't interrupt. Except for the slight difference in Da Quan's expression when talking about the Great Sui War to destroy the merchants, he listened to the conversation between Luo Weiran and Fang Jie with a calm expression at other times. Speaking of which, he, Qilin, and Shen Qingfan are not from the Sui Dynasty, so they don't have the pride of the Sui people in their bones. Regarding the failure of the Northwest War, they will not have any depressed emotions.
Even, when Big Dog heard that the Sui Army's 5,000 troops were almost wiped out, he felt a little happy in his heart.
After all, he is a businessman. And it has only been more than 20 years since the big merchants were wiped out.
"This news happened a month and a half ago. No one knows what the situation in the Northwest is like. After all, they are separated by thousands of miles. It takes enough time for the news to change the situation."
Luo Weiran said: "Maybe, the army has already captured Nirvana City by now."
Fang Jie nodded, pondered for a while and said: "From the very beginning, this war was not a war of destroying the country. I think everyone knows that it is not difficult to win a war with the strength of the Sui Dynasty. But to It is difficult to destroy Meng Yuan like destroying the Shang Kingdom."
"It's not difficult."
Luo Weiran sighed: "It's impossible... What Your Majesty wants is to expand the territory."
When Fang Jie heard this sentence, he suddenly felt a little emotional. He remembered that His Majesty the Emperor had mentioned several times that all the emperors of the Sui Dynasty had made great achievements in expanding the territory. How could it be possible for him to be the emperor who only guarded the territory and did not open up the territory? He didn't want his name to be recorded in the history books, with only one sentence of doing nothing.
The emperors of the Sui Dynasty were all so paranoid.
For some reason, Fang Jie felt a little uneasy when he thought of this. This paranoia is indeed the driving force for people to move forward, but sometimes excessive paranoia is really a good thing
At this moment, a burst of cheers outside interrupted Fang Xie's thoughts. The big dog sitting at the door opened a crack and looked out, and the cheers poured in like a tide.
"What's wrong?"
Fang asked.
Big Dog was stunned for a moment, couldn't help but smiled and said, "Come and see for yourself."
Fang Jie got up, went to the door and looked downstairs. I saw that the guests in the entire lobby were already ebullient, and many people applauded and shouted, as excited as if they had won a five million jackpot. Immediately afterwards, Fang Jie saw the young master of Hongxiu Zhao slowly walk onto the stage, and pressed his hands down to signal the guests to calm down.
"Today's honored guests are really lucky. I have accepted Mr. Fang Jie's invitation and are willing to go on stage and present a song of flowing flowers and water sleeves for everyone. If you don't want to sit back honestly, I can't guarantee that you will He refused to come out because of the commotion and noise."
Hearing this sentence, Fang Jie couldn't help being startled.
"because I?"
He murmured, and looked back at Luo Weiran and the others, his eyes full of doubts.
He really wanted to witness the peerless demeanor of the candle wick dancing the flowing water sleeves, but because of the coldness of Xi Thrush's words, Fang Xie didn't say anything about it at all. He just mentioned one thing when he was talking with Xiao Ding Dian, he didn't think that with the influence of himself and Xiao Ding Dian, Xi Canwick could go on stage.
But there is no doubt that Xiao Dingdian's sentence is because of Fang Jiefang's son. It will make all the men below jealous, and it will also make Fang Jie's name, which will be talked about again in Chang'an City soon.
Fang Jie hadn't figured out what was going on, when he saw a servant in green clothes and a hat smiling, and stopped at the door of Fang Jie's private room, leaned slightly to salute and said, "Excuse me, are you Master Xiao Fang? My lord I want you to go over and talk."
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There are several princes in Chang'an City. Although they are noble, they don't have any real power. Among these princes, the most leisurely, richest, most prestigious and most honorable is naturally Prince Yi Yang Yin. Fang Jie never thought that he would meet such a big shot in the red sleeve move.
Although Yang Yin, Prince Yi, doesn't ask about court affairs, he is His Majesty's younger brother after all. After the battle for the heirloom that year, none of the princes who lost ended well. All in all, only the sixth prince, His Royal Highness Prince Yi, is still alive and able to live in Chang'an for a long time, instead of returning to his fiefdom.
In the dispute of the seven sons taking the throne, although Yang Yin did not obviously stand on the side of the current emperor, he was not on the side of the eldest prince and the third prince, so after His Majesty ascended the throne, he did not suffer any suppression. But because of the stupid thing he did eleven years ago, His Majesty deliberately kept him out of the court. For a royal family that used to have lofty ambitions, this blow was not insignificant.
In the beginning, His Royal Highness the prince was really depressed, and he locked himself in his study room all day long. It took a full year for him to recover from his frustration. From then on, he began to live a life of pleasure, or meet three or five famous literati in Chang'an City to travel together, recite poems and compose Fu. Or just lingering in brothels and painting boats, enjoying boundless romance. Either take the servants to go hunting outside the city, or sit by the river and fish for leisure.
This His Highness has a lot of silver, and is also handsome and respected. When the women in the brothel saw him, they were more eager and intimate than when they met their relatives. Over the years, Yang Yin has not only won the title of No. 1 Jinke in Chang'an City, but also his talent has been widely spread. He has a lot of friends, but he doesn't ask about court affairs. I often chat with my friends over wine, and only talk about the way of love and moon or anecdotes.
He is also fond of collecting. It is said that he has collected calligraphy and paintings of famous artists or rare antiques over the years. The Minister of Rites, Huai Qiugong, who likes this way, often goes to his house to play with those treasures.
Such a leisurely and free-spirited His Royal Highness can be said to make many men envy his life.
But for some reason, Fang Jie didn't like him from the first time he saw him. The two of them didn't have any direct contact, but during the exam at the Academy of Martial Arts, His Royal Highness even opened an outside game to test Fang Jie's character. If it wasn't for Fang Jie's cunning and prudence, it would have fallen into his hands that time.
Because there was no intersection, Fang Jie was stunned when he heard that Prince Yi Yang Yin invited him to have a talk. Immediately, he understood the reason why Xi Zhuxin was willing to appear on the stage and jump into the water sleeve. As soon as he thought about it, he didn't even have any interest in watching it.
Although Prince Yi Yang Yin and Hongxiuzhao had old grievances more than ten years ago, but with his noble status as Prince Yi, he personally came to apologize when Hongxiuzhao reopened. And no matter how individual Xi Zhuwick is, he still can't refuse a prince's invitation.
So Fang Jie lost interest, not at all.
But had to go.
"Please lead the way."
Fang Jie turned his head and said a few words to Luo Weiran and the others, then followed the servant in the blue hat and walked down the corridor to the opposite side. When he appeared in the corridor on the second floor, there was another wave below.
"Thank you, Master Xiaofang!"
Someone shouted, and immediately drew people's attention to Fang Jie. Fang Jie frowned slightly, but soon put a smile on his face. As he walked, he cupped his fists to greet the people downstairs. Most of the guests below are wealthy gentry, without fame. There are people who are jealous of Fang Jie's face, but there are not a few people who want to curry favor with him. People with real status will not sit in the lobby.
Fang Jie was not used to this kind of scene, although this was exactly the effect he wanted. And this effect was given by someone else, but this feeling is not good.
Fang Jie was a little surprised, what was the reason for His Royal Highness to give him such a big face.
When Fang Jie walked to the private room across the corridor, the door creaked open. Wearing casual clothes, Prince Yi Yang Yin came out of the room with a smile on his face, looking like a kind elder who thought he would meet again after a long time.
"I just knew you were here. If I had known earlier, I should have sat at the same table. If I hadn't seen you talking to this young boss with red sleeves, I would have missed it. If you don't go to the Gu's house, I have no choice but to sit at the same table." Please come and talk."
The tone of his speech was gentle and generous, revealing a sense of intimacy.
Fang Jie hurriedly leaned over to salute, but was supported by Yang Yin: "In this place, it's no fun if you seriously salute. Come in, come in and talk."
He grabbed Fang Jie's hand, turned around and entered the door.
For some reason, when he grabbed him, Fang Jie suddenly thought of a story.
"However, it is said that Xu You stepped out of the camp secretly and went straight to Cao Village, and the soldiers on the way captured him. You said, "I am an old friend of Prime Minister Cao. Please inform me that Xu You from Nanyang is coming to see you." The sergeant hurriedly reported to the village. Shi Cao Fang undressed and rested, and when he heard that Xu You had eloped to the village, he was so overjoyed that he didn't have time to put on his shoes, so he went out to meet Xu You, clapped his hands and laughed, and went hand in hand."
When this picture appeared in his mind, Fang Jie couldn't help laughing.
It looked like he was very happy and flattered, but there was a strange gleam in the deepest part of his eyes.