I Rely on Beauty to Stabilize the Country

Chapter 90

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The next day, Gu Yuanbai asked the Zhengshitang to transfer Lin Zhicheng's files.

In the volume, several letters written by Lin Zhicheng to the late emperor were also recorded in the book. After Gu Yuanbai read it, he immediately repaired one of the letters and asked Lin Zhicheng to return to Beijing to report his duties after the year.

A small county magistrate, who has been in Xindi for less than three years, does not need to return to Beijing to report his duties. Although the sage did not say what to do with Lin Zhicheng, but the people who were friends with Lin Zhicheng in Beijing were already waiting with tears in their eyes to meet Lin Zhicheng, and secretly hoped that Lin Zhicheng could be reused by the sage.

In December, the temperature dropped sharply, and the capital completely ushered in winter.

This winter is a bit special. First, there was a plague of locusts in the north, which was suppressed by the imperial court. After that, there were many conflicts between the border gates and the Khitan people, and good news came one after another. These major events, which are radiatingly spread around by the "Daheng Guobao", are also well known to the common people.

But these things are too far from the common people. They are angry at the invasion of the nomads in the northern Xinjiang and proud of the victory of the Daheng soldiers, but after listening to it, they are still more concerned about the new heated kang in the capital.

People close to the capital have already started to invite craftsmen from the capital to come to their homes to cook on the kang.

However, it is not easy for them to invite them now. The craftsmen in the capital are already too busy to touch the ground. The capital is full of rich people. These rich people have dozens of kangs on a plate, and the local people are still busy. Go abroad

If you don't go, you will suffer too much.

There are people who have secretly learned the pankang technique and want to go to other places to cook for these people, but these people can't show the proof given by the government. It was said in the national newspaper that if you invite people who cannot give proof to come to the door to cook the kang, if the cooking is not good, and the flue is smoky, the court will not be responsible. Because these people have never been taught by royal craftsmen, if you are greedy Cheap In order to save those few small money, you should bear the sin of the bad dish.

Because of such remarks, many people are reluctant to use these people who secretly learned the method of pan kang. Originally, the money collected by the artisans of the Pankang is only a few coins short of the money collected by the people who stole it. Why take this risk? If it really doesn't work, the money will be wasted.

So even if they wait, these people are willing to wait for the artisans from the capital to come, or the local artisans to come and learn.

At this meeting, the Western Xia messengers finally decided that they were going to leave Daheng.

But before leaving, Prince Xixia thought of the expression Chu Wei looked at him in front of the palace gate.

He obviously likes Chu Wei, but when he thinks of him, there will be malice in Prince Xixia's heart, and this malice is mixed with unknown fire. The more it came to leave, the more burning it became.

Li Angshun thought about it, and found the reason for himself. He felt that Chu Wei was too ignorant, and that made him, the Seventh Prince of Xixia, so deeply malicious.

In Daheng's territory, reason told Li Angshun to do nothing, but the domineering and violent temper developed in Xixia made him unable to bear this bad breath.

So, Prince Xixia was going to do something in secret to get this inexplicable anger.

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Gu Yuanbai was waiting for the first snow of the year.

The snow in the capital usually falls in December, and it is still like a goose feather snowfall. Every night, the snow outside is thick enough to cover the bare feet.

When winter comes, everyone is waiting for the snow, as if it is not winter if there is no snow. Gu Yuanbai is also waiting, waiting for a lucky year.

He was lying on the heated kang, and the two wolves that Xue Yuan had given him also crouched comfortably beside the kang. The heat not only made Gu Yuanbai feel comfortable, but also made the two wolves extremely comfortable.

Following Gu Yuanbai for a period of time, the two wolves were raised to be lazy, lying on the ground when they had nothing to do, except for eating and sleeping, when they went out with Gu Yuanbai every day, they were the most energetic of the day. During the period, he was handsome and martial. However, although they are lazy, they are smart, and they know who is the master of the meat appreciation, so they are very courteous to Gu Yuanbai.

Just like this moment, as soon as Gu Yuanbaifu removed his feet from the bed, the two wolves actively propped themselves up and walked over, their fluffy gray hair was soft, and the saint's feet landed directly on the wolf's back.

Gu Yuanbai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and moved away from the wolf's back, "You guys are really smart."

He reached out and rubbed the wolf a few times, and was about to withdraw his hand when the wolf stuck his head out and licked Gu Yuanbai's palm affectionately with his scarlet tongue.

The wolf's head is huge, and its sharp teeth are at hand. Gu Yuanbai patted its wolf's head, "Lick it when you see it, what's wrong with it, can't it be done cleanly?"

Tian Fusheng squeezed his throat and said, "Our holy hand must be clean."

"I mean that their tongues are not clean," Gu Yuanbai grabbed the wolf's head and jaw with his backhand, opened his mouth, and looked at the teeth of the wolf's mouth, "Have they had a bath?"

The eunuch who specialized in taking care of the two wolves stepped forward and said, "Sir, I have just been washed a few days ago."

"It's fairly clean," Gu Yuanbai checked his teeth and mouth one by one. Seeing that the others were terrified, he finally nodded with satisfaction and let the two wolves go, "Not bad."

The two wolves didn't have official names yet, so Gu Yuanbai called them Big Wolf and Little Wolf. The more handsome one was Big Wolf and the other was Little Wolf.

Gu Yuanbai asked people to lead them down to feed them, and the palace servants brought warm water to clean their hands, and he asked casually, "How many people are there on Pankang in Beijing?"

"It sounds like a lot," Tian Fusheng said happily, "what the sage thinks is useful, the people also think it's good. I heard that it's lively outside, people who have a kang bragging about the beauty of the kang, those who don't listen to it. As I became more and more curious, the carpenters in the capital were very busy and only had a few bites to eat."

Gu Yuanbai smiled, "It really made the Minister of the Ministry of Finance open another income. Look at the appearance of the Iron Rooster of the Minister of the Ministry of Housing now, it's really different from the past."

"The Minister of the Household is doing more and more conscientiously," Tian Fusheng said, "the best minister."

Ever since Gu Yuanbai cherished the talent of the Minister of the Household and reminded him not to marry the Taifu Qing, the Minister of the Household began to shine in his position, dedicated himself to Gu Yuanbai, and worked harder than ever before. times.

Gu Yuanbai nodded, and was about to speak, when someone came to report, "Sir, the border has sent something and a book!"

Gu Yuanbai immediately said, "Bring it up!"

The person who notified the news quickly walked in and presented a heavy wooden box. After the palace attendant checked it, he opened it and saw that there was a bloody human head frozen in ice!

Gu Yuanbai took a breath. He stepped forward and took a closer look. Although he had never seen this person, he quickly recognized him: "Xiwandan!"

"Yes," the humane said, "News came from the northern Xinjiang that Xiwandan's tribe had no food in winter and tried to sneak attack on our army, but was discovered by our army. During a melee, Xiwandan was cut to the sword by our army. Down."

Gu Yuanbai was instantly blessed, "Who killed Xiwandan?"

"General Xue." The report said.

Is this General Xue, General Xue Ping, General Xue, or General Xue Yuan Xue

Gu Yuanbai suppressed this sentence, and he felt that Xue Yuan was the only one who could make a gift of the head, "What do you give me the head of Xiwandan? How is it?"

A Sivandan dies and he dies, and if things are not handled properly, it will be troublesome.

The person who notified the report presented a thick envelope, "You can tell at a glance."

Gu Yuanbai took the letter and unfolded it, and looked at it at a glance.

It turned out that the tribe of Sivandan was also affected by the plague of locusts. Although it was better than the day, it was not much better. After accepting the remnants of Rilianna, Siwandan soon ran out of food.

But Xiwandan was not such a reckless person as Rilian, he set up an ambush in advance, and then led Daheng soldiers to fight, intending to exchange prisoners for food. It was Xue Yuan who was fighting. When he deliberately angered Xue Yuan, Xi Wandan laughed and sneered: "Your lord is a little hairy head who has not left breast milk. He is so sick that he will die. Squeeze it to death!"

Xue Yuan, who was always smiling no matter how he was scolded before, became expressionless in these words, staring at Xiwandan with gloomy eyes.

He was not motivated to act, and Siwandan had to lead the team to withdraw. And when it was late at night, he was even more aggressive, sending Riliana, his son and his general Wunan to attack from four routes, preparing to drive in from the pass to grab food and return home.

It was a big melee that night. The most ridiculous thing was that Siwandan's son was ambushed. When Siwandan stepped forward to save him, he was treated as a murder by General Wunan, who had always hidden murderous intentions for Siwandan's son. He killed his son, so he sent troops to release the arrows in the dark night, intending to kill the boy who did not deal with him in the name of being killed by the arrows. Who would have thought that after the soldiers of Daheng lit the torches, Wu Nan found out that he had killed him. It turned out to be Sivandan.

Wu Nan was stunned.

Wu Nan's subordinates were also stunned.

At that moment, the entire Xiwandan tribe's subordinates were extremely complicated and froze in place. It was not until the archers of the Daheng soldiers started to attack that they panicked and fled the pass without a leader.

This head was cut off by Xue Yuan to let Gu Yuanbai vent his anger.

Dare to say that Gu Yuanbai will die early, then Xiwandan should die early.

When Gu Yuanbai saw Xiwandan's death, he immediately knew what was going on.

The arrow in Xiwandan's possession that cost him his life seems to have been killed by Wu Nan, but there is a 80-90% chance that Daheng's people shot it out of the chaos and put the blame on Wu Nan.

The process of this matter was written in great detail on the letter paper, and Gu Yuanbai could almost feel the sword and sword shadows and many crises that night from the letter paper. After reading it, he took a long breath and put down his hand to look at the head in the wooden box.

Regardless of the process, the result is really beautiful. Siwandan died in the hands of a general he trusted. No matter whether the general wanted to kill his son or kill him, the fact was in front of him, and the tribe of Siwandan was going to be in chaos.

The eight Khitans have been in chaos, and the rest of the people should be anxious. Perhaps the goal of mutual trading with borders and building trade routes can be one step faster than expected.

Gu Yuanbai looked at Xiwandan's head, looked at the pair of eyes that had no life, and said with pity, "You will not die in vain."

"I would like to thank you a lot for laying such a big foundation for provoking your civil strife and intrusion in the future. Just wait, look at this little hair in your mouth that has not been weaned to death," he said. , "How did you disappear into the long river of history?"