Huang Yangdao's position is a bit special. Ten out of ten people who were qualified to serve as governors in the past were unwilling to come to this place. A big river separates the north from the south, and the climate in the three northwest roads in the north becomes worse as you go north. When you reach the Shanbei Road, which is the northernmost end of the Sui Dynasty, it is not far from the Shiwanda Mountain in the Northern Liao. The four roads on the south side of Huangyang Road become more and more prosperous as they go south. Huangyang Road is adjacent to the northwest. Every year, they have to take care of the people on the north side of Huangniu River, which is tantamount to increasing the burden. .
Who can be the governor, who doesn't want the wind to be the wind and the rain to be the rain? Can go to other places, who will come here to work. After ten years of hard work, he could not produce any brilliant achievements.
Therefore, the people of Huangyang Dao are also happier, because every governor is selected by the emperor. An old man with a stable temperament, if such a person is an official in a local area, the people will eventually benefit more.
The same goes for Yang Yanye, he is a person who does not seek merit but seeks no faults. In his opinion, since the emperor handed over Huang Yangdao to him, he must clean up.
At the beginning of taking office, he said that the four words of being smooth and stable are enough to be an official in this place. There is no doubt about Yang Yanye's ability, otherwise he would not have relied on Minyong County soldiers to keep hundreds of thousands of rebels from the north bank without the imperial court dispatching troops to defend.
Although Fang Xie suspected that the rebels and Luo Yao had been in collusion for a long time, the rebels did not dare to make plans for Xinkoucang in Huangyang Road. But if the rebels crossed the river, wouldn't they be able to rob the people if they didn't rob Xinkou Cang? Once the rebels cross the river, Huangyang Road will be like a crop field that has been bitten by locust plagues.
In the past two years, Yang Yanye has worked hard to keep the people of Huangyang Road. He is not old enough, but his hair is not black anymore.
Since Chen Bing, the rebel army, was in the north of Huangniu River, the Governor-General set an example by reducing his salary and donating all the surplus food from his own house to organize people's courage. The Governor-General did this first, and the officials below had to follow suit whether they wanted it or not.
But now, Yang Yanye could no longer sustain it.
Luo Yao forced him to deliver food, and deliberately sent people to fight against the soldiers of Minyong County. A while ago, Luo Yao's Wen Xiaodao said that several of his subordinates were beaten to death by Min Yong, and brought hundreds of fine cavalry into Min Yong's camp, he insisted on arresting dozens of people and beheading them on the spot. An angry Minyong blocked Wen Xiaodao in the camp, and his sword was on the verge of breaking out. If it wasn't for Yang Yanye's quick rush, there might have been a fight.
Yang Yanye was not afraid that the Minyongs would hurt the left forward, but he knew that Wen Xiaodao must have come prepared. He dared to break into the camp with only a few hundred cavalrymen. Once the militiamen made a move, a large number of elite soldiers from the left avant-garde would rush forward immediately. What will suffer at that time is that Min Yong, who is far inferior to the left forward in terms of training and equipment.
But because of this incident, Yang Yanye knew that he was often scolded as a wimp behind his back.
The Minyongs had resentment in their hearts, and he blamed himself. At the beginning, he was the same as the Minyongs, looking forward to the stars and the moon, hoping that the left forwards would come and share some of the pressure. But now he realized that what he was looking forward to was a group of devils who were more vicious and cruel than the rebels.
In fact, now, Yang Yanye has vaguely guessed what Luo Yao wants.
Luo Yao is raising soldiers in the southwest, the court knows about this, let alone him? But how many soldiers Luo Yao raised, I'm afraid no one knows except Luo Yao himself. In the affluent four roads in the southwest, it is not a problem to feed 400,000 troops all year round. If Luo Yao's goal is Xinkoucang, then it can only mean that the number of soldiers Luo Yao raises in the southwest is too large to be able to support them.
He needs the food in the Xinkou warehouse.
Yang Yanye, who had changed into plain clothes and decorated a little bit, had been thinking about these things before he entered Wanhe Building. The other party explained, he had heard it a little bit. Knowing that this young man is very remarkable, at such a young age, he excelled in nine subjects in the entrance examination of the Academy of Martial Arts, and this young man played an indispensible role in the emperor's suppression of Prince Yi's rebellion. Such a person will become a great weapon in the future. Now he took the initiative to come to him, and met in private... Yang Yanye had been sorting out his words over and over again in his heart. When he arrived at the door, he found that he was a little nervous, so he couldn't help laughing at himself.
A person who has been in the officialdom for decades, would be nervous because of seeing a young man
Fang Jie was more nervous than him, because he knew that once Luo Yao found out about his meeting with the Governor of Huang Yangdao, his plan would collapse. He didn't know Yang Yanye well, and he didn't know if the speech he had prepared could impress him. And his idea is too risky, once implemented, his way out will basically be cut off.
This back road is called Luo Yao.
If Luo Yao knew what Fang Jie was planning behind his back, even the love between father and son would not be able to save him. Fang Jie, on the other hand, seemed to have no intention of relying on Luo Yao to achieve certain goals from the beginning to the end. If you were someone else, you might feel that your happiness is on the line. With such a powerful father, wouldn't he want the wind to win the wind and the rain to rain in the future? Ke Fangjie, never thought of it that way.
And then, success or failure.
It's all in the conversation.
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When Fang Jie saw Yang Yanye, he couldn't help trembling in his heart. The old man who walked in in front of him in common clothes was older than he looked from afar. He didn't deal with Yang Yanye, or even talk to him. But he had once glanced at the governor from a distance, and he was quite impressed.
His back seemed to be pressed by a mountain all the year round, and he couldn't stand it up even if he wanted to.
The wrinkles on his face are as deep as the gullies that can be seen everywhere on the northwestern land of the Huangniu River.
"It's a humble job, I've seen the governor!"
Fang Jie gathered his mind and quickly bent down to salute.
Yang Yanye hurried forward and held Fang Jie by his arm, refusing to accept his salute: "Master Fang is an imperial envoy, how can he salute this old man?"
"The humble errand has been done, so it is no longer an imperial envoy. Now it is just a fifth-rank general in the army, how can you be rude?"
Fang Jie took a step back, but still earnestly performed the gift.
Yang Yanye didn't dodge any more, smiled and said, "I've heard Master Fang's name for a long time, and I've always wanted to meet you, a rising star. Although the old man is in Huangyang Dao, your name is as loud as thunder here."
Fang Jie said a few words politely, and invited Yang Yanye to sit down.
After exchanging pleasantries, the two fell into silence at the same time, and then smiled awkwardly at the same time.
Fang Jie stood up after being silent for a while, and clasped his fists at Yang Yanye: "My lord, since you are willing to come, it shows that you still have some trust in me. I am very grateful. So I don't plan to make any more detours, and I don't want to I tried my best to find something to say to test your mind."
He paused and said, "I have something to ask for!"
Seeing his solemnity, Yang Yanye sat up straight and said, "Master Fang, please speak."
Fang Jie took a few steps forward, sat down next to Yang Yanye's body, and said his thoughts in a low voice. He deliberately controlled his speaking speed and tried his best to express the meaning of each sentence clearly. And the governor in front of him, who had experienced countless storms, couldn't help opening his mouth in surprise after hearing his thoughts.
"Everyone said... everyone said Mr. Xiao Fang was brave and courageous, today I have seen it!"
Yang Yanye sighed: "Such a bold idea, old man... I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to obey. This matter involves too much, and if there is any mistake, I can't afford it. This is not just the lives and deaths of tens of thousands of people, but a matter of life and death. The life and death of the people of Huangyang Dao... The old man has been thinking about it for so many years, just to keep one side safe. If you follow Mr. Fang's ideas, it is possible to turn the situation around, but it is too risky."
Fang Jie expected Yang Yanye's reaction in this way, he was silent for a while and continued: "Your Excellency is right, this method is really risky, if anything goes wrong, it will immediately put millions of people in Huangyang Road in dire straits. But My lord, since you are a minister, have you forgotten what your most duty is?"
Yang Yanye said slightly angrily: "It seems that there is no need for Master Xiaofang to teach me how to be an official!"
"grown ups!"
Fang Jie stood up again and bowed deeply: "Humble job really didn't mean to offend you, it's just that the matter is now, is there any other choice? Although humble job is young and inexperienced, I also know that there are some things that cannot be avoided. My lord I want to compromise and ask for perfection, but can I really ask for it?"
"Your Excellency can't get enough food now, right?"
Fang Jie raised his head and said, "Being a little bit more transparent, I've been living in the Left Front Guard these days, watching the hundreds of thousands of soldiers not pointing their knives at the north of the Huangniu River, but turning around to face them." Looking at you and your subordinate Minyong... Every night, Beizhi thinks about how to solve this dilemma. Huang Yangdao, Xinkou Cang... for the rebels or Luo Yao, the ending...is the same?"
When he said this sentence, Yang Yanye's face obviously changed.
"I know that your lord still doesn't trust me, and you might think that I was sent by Luo Yao to test your lord."
Fang Jie paused for a moment and continued: "Dare to ask my lord... Your memorial will be released in Huiyang City? I can't explain the whole story to His Majesty, so I just wait like this? My lord has already turned gray hair from working hard for Huang Yangdao, so he just stared blankly. Seeing that Huang Yangdao is doomed in the end? Although the low-level method is risky, at the very least, the news can be passed on. If you want to send news to the capital, you can only cross the river."
"There are wolves in Hebei, and there is a tiger in the house. The reason why the wolves dare not cross the river is because of this tiger. But if this tiger annoys the wolves, the wolves may not be able to bear it. My lord I wholeheartedly want to stop the war on the other side of the Yellow Niu River, and I don’t want the people to suffer from war disasters. But this is doing nothing, waiting passively... I’m afraid that what adults fear in their hearts will still happen.”
"What Luo Yao wants is the granary, not the people of Huangyang Dao. But once the rebels cross the river, they want everything. Therefore, Luo Yao must not sit back and watch the rebels go south. Now our only chance is to lead the wolves to fight with the tigers. Then take the opportunity Send the news out and wait for the court to find a solution."
"I'm short of manpower!"
Fang Jie solemnly said: "I hope my lord will help me!"
Yang Yanye's expression kept changing, and he shook his head after pondering for a long time.
He shook his head, Fang Xie's heart sank to the bottom.
"Tomorrow I will disband Minyong."
Yang Yanye stood up and breathed a sigh of relief: "You're right, I can't even feed them a full stomach now, a dry meal every day is a luxury, they come here with a passion, I But I can only give each of them a bowl of porridge that can see the bottom of the bowl every day... I don’t have the face to see them again if I am an official for this sake.”
He looked at the food on the table, smiled and said: "I am the second-rank governor, and I am almost an extremely human minister. From the outside, it seems that the scenery is infinite, and the power is overwhelming, but now I am so petty that I look at this food." They all want to pack and take them away, money and food are tight, except for the growing grandson, no one else in the house can eat meat once in ten days. Hehe, if you don't mind, I will take them all away."
Fang Jie's heart ached, he didn't know what to say.
"Let's go away."
The skinny old man put a piece of cooked meat into his mouth, chewed it slowly and savored it carefully: "It turns out that the meat is so delicious...how come I never noticed it before?"
He only took a sip, and then drank the wine in the glass: "When the people are brave, they will naturally not be controlled by me. They must either return home or defect to others. If a group of people are angry and organize themselves Getting up and crossing the river to find trouble with the rebels is out of my control."
"tasty!"
He said it again and got up to leave.
When Fang Jie heard the last sentence, his eyes lit up. He stood up straight, and then bowed deeply: "Humble job, thank you for your success!"
Yang Yanye walked out while waving his hands: "I've said it all, it's none of my business after Minyong disbanded, why are you thanking me? I didn't help you, and I can't help you, but... I still want to take it away. My grandson has been talking about the braised lion head in Wanhe Building for more than a month, and I have to thank you today."