"If only one woman can be sacrificed to gain peace on the border, that would be great," Lu Zhishan said with a sarcastic smile, "Dali has a vast land and rich resources, and the country is prosperous and the people are safe. However, the royal family is the most afraid of war. To put it bluntly, they are not afraid of war. We fight because we are afraid that power will change."
Du Heng said bitterly: "The ancestors of Dali were about to take over the world. As soon as they established the country, they killed all the founding generals one by one. From then on, they chilled the hearts of all the soldiers. Instead of thinking about their own mistakes, they intensified their efforts and made important decisions. The Qingwu Chao Gang, Dali generals could not straighten their backs or raise their heads in front of the civil servants. Dali's border defense was also like the generals' waists. They were bent more and more by the Dali imperial power. They could no longer straighten up and had been suffering from centuries-old diseases. The siltation has finally become a stubborn disease, and now it is about to explode, but Long Live Lord still only values the imperial power and ignores the common people, which is really heartbreaking. "
Lu Zhishan said coldly: "Since my heart has been cold for a long time, why do I still have so many complaints and dissatisfaction?"
"I just can't swallow this! Siam and Tubo are just small countries, but now they dare to invade southern Xinjiang from time to time. The people in southern Xinjiang are so disturbed that they move their families and take refuge in the mountains. They are really pitiful and partial. The emperor is greedy for power and does not want to fight. He has repeatedly ordered the soldiers in southern Xinjiang not to fight back without orders." Du Heng became more and more angry as he spoke. "I am afraid that if this continues, there will be a big chaos in southern Xinjiang sooner or later. I am afraid that if Siam and Tibet invade, southern Xinjiang will be invaded." The Xinjiang people have already rebelled.”
Lu Zhishan took a sip of tea and changed the subject without answering Du Heng's words: "How is it going in southern Gansu?"
Du Heng said hurriedly: "Although Fang Zeduan was dissatisfied with the imperial court, he was still loyal. Although Zheng Zuoyang, who was sent by the general to contact him, treated him well and stayed in the house, he never expressed his stance."
"Since he can keep Zheng Zuoyang, it is not a bad thing. Speaking of Fang Zeduan, he is really pitiful." Lu Zhishan sighed.
"Who says it's not the case?" Du Heng also sighed, "Fang Zeduan was elected to the Golden Palace at the age of seventeen and became a disciple of the emperor. He also had good martial arts skills. He was really versatile in both civil and military affairs. He was successful at a young age, so he went to court that year. He also has a foothold in the army. He became the Minister of the Ministry of War at a young age. If he was still in the government, Ma Ruilin's Minister of the Ministry of War would probably give up Xian, but he didn't want him to be upright and unwilling to collude with Xu Deliang. Later, he was forcibly squeezed out of the capital and relegated to the barren land of southern Jiangxi. The next year, his wife and youngest son died of the miasma in southern Jiangxi. Fang Zeduan was the only one left with this daughter. , but this only daughter had a bad fate. She was pregnant with Liujia but was cruelly abandoned by Chen Shian. You can imagine the grief and anger that Lord Fang has accumulated in his heart over the years. "
"Master Fang's patriotism should not be buried," Lu Zhishan said with a smile while holding a cup of tea, "but Zheng Zuoyang's mouth, which can talk the dead into life, can finally be used. ”
Du Heng also laughed: "Zheng Zuoyang has been studying Guiguzi since he was a child, and he is the best at eloquence. Xie Lun and his subordinates are most afraid of quarreling with him. They want to take a detour every time they see him. However, although Zheng Zuoyang is a scholar, he is very good at eloquence. The general is really loyal and courageous. He would rather follow the general to the southern border under a pseudonym than stay in the capital and serve as an official in the court. He, a frail scholar, has been struggling in the wind and frost swords of the southern border for so many years. It is already shocking. I am so moved that now I have traveled thousands of miles to the south of Jiangxi for the great cause of the general, which really makes my subordinates awe."