Gu Yun left the capital for the first night. He had just put the glass frame on the glass frame when the clip suddenly broke, and rolled down the bridge of his nose. It just hit the black iron shoulder armor on one side and cracked.
The general's expedition was imminent, and the damage to his belongings was an ominous sign. The personal soldiers were startled, for fear that Gu Yun would be taboo.
Gu Yun rubbed the bridge of his nose: "Tsk, did I learn the golden bell hood and the iron cloth shirt without a teacher?"
The personal soldier exclaimed smartly: "This is 'Smashing Ping An', Commander, wait for me to get another one for you."
The personal soldiers took care of his daily life and knew that he must have a spare glass mirror in his luggage, but in the process of rummaging, he accidentally saw a large envelope in Gu Yun's pile of clothes. It was sealed with lacquer, and the words "Gu Shuai personally opened" were written on it.
The Hou of An Ding has a lot of time, and he definitely doesn't have the hobby of writing letters to himself. This thing is mixed in the clothes, and no matter how you look at it, it has a bit of "skin kiss" meaning, which naturally brings an ambiguous intimacy.
Who would pack up Gu Yun's clothes
In addition to the old servant with a dry white beard in the Hou residence, I am afraid that there are only confidantes left.
The lacquer on the envelope had not been removed, and Gu Yun himself probably hadn't discovered it yet. The little personal soldier shook his wits and took the spare mirror and envelope in front of Gu Yun. There is an important letter tucked into the clothes, look at it, don't forget to delay."
Gu Yun, who put on glasses, glanced at the familiar handwriting on the envelope slightly, then raised his eyes and winked at the little personal soldier's wretched look, and laughed and scolded: "What are you looking at, get out."
The personal soldier laughed "hehe", stopped poking his head, made a face and ran away.
The envelope was quite heavy in his hand, and it felt like a thick book when squeezed. If it was a love letter, it would probably have been written since the days when His Royal Highness King Yan wore open-crotch pants. : "House deed? Land deed? Beacon ticket? Silver? Or the secret of immortality?"
However, when he opened the contents inside, he was almost shocked by what was inside.
It was a thick stack of drawings, all made of soft and tough seaweed paper. The seaweed paper was invulnerable to water and fire, but some parts were still yellowed and curled. It can be seen that it has been drawn for some time, and the ink on the paper is different in shades of light. , probably because the original owner commented on it many times, not in one fell swoop.
Pressed on the top is a huge map of the whole territory of the beam. After unfolding, it can cover the ground of the whole house. Three rivers, five lakes, and Manjingou are all on paper, and there are layers on top of the map. The densely packed teeny small letters are marked—where do you want to open a mountain, where you want to set up factories, where the green mountains and green water will be plentiful, where the port is suitable for expansion and facing the four seas, and where you can put down the real journey of thousands of miles. Haijiao, where can I open a channel dedicated to Ziliujin
Where should the official road be repaired again, where should the giant kite and the improved eagle be connected to each other, and the track drawn on the paper like an artery crawls the whole territory - that is what Chang Geng told him. It is a kind of western steam locomotive track, which runs like a long dragon, and can run thousands of miles in a day.
Below the map is a design drawing of a railroad steam car with another drawing, with professional annotations from Duke Fenghang, and the calculation of transportation capacity and money and grain written by Du Cai next to it.
In addition, in this thick sheet of seaweed paper, there is also a description of the official system of the future Daliang. The "Military Aircraft Office" and "Canal Office" have been realized, but it also includes many positions that Gu Yun has never heard of. The hierarchy is clear and efficient. Chi high.
And so on, and so on—
If Gu Yun saw these things five years ago, he might have thought that it was the whims of some folk dialect teacher. Now, although many things have not yet been accomplished, they are already ready to come out.
And under these fantasy-like drawings, there is also a pair of paintings, which are not delicate in touch, and it can be seen that the painter is not skilled, but the artistic conception is straightforward, and there are only a few, which draws a picture of a child who set off firecrackers by the roadside. Behind him is a fruit tree of unknown growth, with large patches of bright color knotting on the branches, and it is unclear whether the painting is a flower or a fruit - and the distant landscape is smudged on the edge layer by layer, which looks festive and peaceful.
There was no inscription or inscription on the painting, only the inscription "He Qing Haiyan" appeared to be marked.
Infinite rivers and mountains are like brocade, all in the ink.
Gu Yun's heart was hot, and he subconsciously reached out and pressed it. Only then did he realize that he was holding his breath subconsciously. He couldn't help but prop up his forehead and laughed silently. The coquettish little Chang Geng was pitiful and cute, but the king of Yan who was in charge of the society. That moved him.
In a twinkling of an eye, Gu Yun and Shen Yi arrived at the northern front line, and at the same time, they secretly dispatched a part of the three forces of Xuantie to join the Beicheng Defense Army. Veteran, has been temporarily replaced by General Cai.
Cai Ying is really old, getting older every year. The last time Gu Yun and him joined hands to suppress bandits, he felt that his waist was not as bent as it is now, and his hands were not as trembling as they are now.
In fact, think about it, how many years can a man go forward in a lifetime? How many blood can be thrown at will without being cold? When you are in your twenties or thirties, you will be in the battlefield and you will be famous. When you are old and tired, even if the soul of the steel and cast iron is still there, you can only start to work hard. Isn't it as difficult to last as Hongyan
The northern battlefield has always been a stalemate, but unlike the Jiangbei frontline separated by the Yangtze River, although the barbarians dare not make big moves, there is a lot of daily friction. There will be a medium or small battle between the Central Plains and the barbarians in three or five days. The whole army has to wait for the day, and the patrolling at night does not dare to relax. Fortunately, the youngest pair of dragons and phoenixes under Cai Ping's knees are almost 20 years old, and most of the children are adults.
Now that I have walked all the way, the villages and towns near the northern border are empty, and it is not a very rich place. There are many wars and gangsters rampant.
"The peace talks between the barbarians and the envoys only subsided after they entered Beijing," Cai Ping coughed and said, "The scouts came to report that the barbarians were raising Ziliujin for the Suikou tribute according to the terms of the peace talks. Well, if that's the case, I'm afraid this peace talks are not insincere - the commander is here for the Zi Liujin of their tribute?"
The news of the detention of the barbarians in the capital is still blocked. Gu Yun and the others are going too fast. Even if there is a leak, it has not been leaked to the front line. Cai Ying still doesn't know that the peace talks have changed.
Gu Yun and Shen Yi looked at each other. He was in charge of the whole territory and knew what he knew, but to be on the safe side, he asked the Eighteen Tribes in detail again.
"That's right," Cai Ping said. "The north has been hit hard by the typhoon this year. A lot of cattle and sheep have died, and there is not enough meat. There is definitely not enough food grown in the fields, let alone fighting the war. After the commander won the Western Regions, Ji also The barbarian supply and transportation line has been cut off, but I heard that the foreigners in Jiangnan have a difficult life, and even if they continue, I am afraid they may not have anything to do with them."
Shen Yi said: "I learned from another source that the second prince on the Sirius side didn't seem to usurp the throne out of intention, but because there was a problem with their Eighteen Tribal Alliance."
Cai Ping thought for a while, then nodded and said, "General Shen's statement makes sense. In fact, when the winter started this year, there were some barbarians who stole Ziliujin in exchange for food. I'm afraid it may not be a single civilian who did it. I felt that the Eighteen Tribes might be disbanding, and sure enough, not long after that, the second prince imprisoned his father and brother."
Shen Yi glanced at Gu Yun, who nodded slightly to him.
Cai Ping sensed something was wrong and asked in confusion, "Master, what's the matter?"
Only then did Shen Yi briefly explain the reasons for the detention of the envoy in Beijing.
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Cai Ping was taken aback, and after a moment she shook her head solemnly: "Commander, General Shen, even if the Eighteen Tribes are internally at odds, Calais Yinghuo wants to lure the outside world into peace, or just go crazy and want to burn jade and stone. Well, why bother to send people into the capital? Even if he comes to my northern station to set a fire, the effect will be more direct, does he have no one else to deploy except a guard?"
Shen Yi shook his head: "Although that's convenient, the people who are actually in power in the Sirius Department are likely to push one or two ghosts out for the dead, and let this matter go to nothing."
The Eighteen Tribes have been unified under the Wolf King's banner for hundreds of years. The Wolf King family has a high prestige in the hearts of the clansmen, and it is already a bit like the Central Plains royal family. Those who have dissent may not dare to move Calais on the surface, so they do everything possible. To launch the second prince as a puppet. And if it really is like what the barbarian envoy Chikuyu planned, causing Urgu on the main hall and controlling Yanwang, even if Daliang is shown to the people of the world, it will have to go straight to the hinterland of the Eighteen Tribes and ask the wolf king to hand over the antidote. - Calais wants to force the traitor into a situation of "either face the big beam" or "torn his face and hand over the wolf king to bear the infamy".
Cai Ying frowned: "Jalai Yinghuo is a mad dog, but he may not be so mad, he can endure it and endure it. Now to start the battle, what does he rely on? People from the Eighteen Tribes who died of starvation?"
Shen Yi asked him to stop.
However, Gu Yun walked to the edge of the sand table and put his hands behind his back for a while: "He really has something to rely on—if Jiangnan Yangren wants us to shift our strategic focus to the north."
Shen Yi and Cai Ping were taken aback together.
Gu Yun stretched out his hand and swept across the sand table: "The supply line is blocked, the ammunition and food are exhausted, and there is only one dead end, either surrender or a last-ditch battle, unless the north and the south join forces to give Da Liang no room to breathe, and go deep into the hinterland unexpectedly. , I was caught off guard and forced to get in touch again, so there is a way to deal with it, if I were Calais Yinghuo, maybe I would take such a risky premise that the foreigners are willing to cooperate."
Cai Ping: "What did the commander say?"
Shen Yi suddenly realized: "The Westerners occupy the fertile soil in the southern half of our country, and they have been fighting to support the war, plundering the people's fat and people's cream, and also arresting a large number of laborers to drive them to mine and transport them back to China in exchange for domestic support. , is also thinking of 'rest and recuperation'. Recently, General Zhong constantly adjusted the deployment of the navy, and the Lingshu Academy has sent a new batch of sea eagles to the front line of Jiangbei, which made the foreigners uneasy, so the Pope deceived Calais to make a desperate move. , put the Eighteen Tribes as a shield. Once our strategic focus shifts to the north, we will have no time to look south. When the Pope sends the signal for peace talks, the court will recognize it with its nose. Maybe the south of the Yangtze River will fall to them justifiably. in hand!"
Cai Ping was stunned for a moment: "Master, what should we do then?"
Gu Yun laughed: "Wait, it's not just foreigners who will lead to misfortune."
Three days later, the secretly assembled Mysterious Iron Battalion suddenly appeared on the front line in the northern Xinjiang, and the atmosphere of the front line that had been ambiguous in the atmosphere of "peace talks" suddenly became tense.
The Eighteen Tribes had a deep-seated fear of the Xuantie Camp, and they couldn't sit still that day. They came to ask questions at a gallop. Gu Yun directly ordered the future envoy to be tied, and released the news of the barbarian envoy Chikuyu's rebellion with great fanfare. At the same time, the Black Iron Tiger Talisman ordered the Jiangbei station to close the waters, stop daily patrols, and withdraw most of the people in the southern part of the Lingshu Academy, making the illusion of cross-strait peace talks in the south.
The barbarians have their own eyeliners in the south, and within a few days, news from the banks of the two rivers came.
The Eighteen Tribes were bombed, and General Cai reported it from Beiman's Nail, saying that there were two internal conflicts a day in the Eighteen Tribe Alliance, and that the King's tent in Calais was surrounded by water, and no one was allowed to approach.
The next day, the barbarians sent two heads and a part of the Ziliujin raised in haste to the northern front line. Gu Yun took the things and threw them out. At the same time, he pushed the Xuantie camp ten miles forward, obviously unwilling to give up.
The enemy's civil strife is imminent.
Shen Yi was in a hurry, and went straight to Gu Yun's handsome tent: "What about Miss Chen?"
Gu Yun was talking to He Ronghui and Cai Ying, when he heard the words, he raised his head and asked, "Which girl Chen?"
This kind of gossip, Gu Dashuai, of course has to be shared. He Ronghui and Cai Ping obviously knew it well. He Ronghui laughed sullenly, and General Cai shook his head helplessly.
Shen Yi couldn't care less, and said bluntly: "Don't pretend! Miss Chen is probably in the Eighteen Tribes now, and they are so messy there."
Without saying a word, I saw a man with a hat walk in outside.
Shen Yi: ""
Chen Qingxu brushed off the veil and asked strangely, "Did General Shen mean me?"
Linyuan Pavilion has its own wooden bird communication, and Chen Qingxu received the news on the way and went directly to the garrison in northern Xinjiang.
The generals burst into laughter, and He Ronghui's face turned red. He stepped forward to grab Shen Yi's shoulders, and prepared to make a joke.
At this moment, a mysterious eagle suddenly fell outside. When it landed, it fell steadily. "Putong" fell to the ground. The dust flew high, and almost knocked over half of the handsome tent. If it weren't for the guard in the eagle armor. With cushioning, I'm afraid people have to fall out of it.
Xuan Ying is well-trained, and such accidents rarely occur. The generals were quiet for a moment, and then burst into laughter. They all inquired about which recruit this scout team was. This time, He Ronghui blushed and let go embarrassingly. Shen Yi was about to speak out.
Before he could speak, Xuan Ying, who had fallen to the ground, raised his head in dismay, and He Ronghui was stunned on the spot. He was a veteran of the third scout team and had registered with him.
"Commander," the Xuanying scout ignored other people's jokes, took out an urgent letter from his arms, and said quickly, "The urgent letter from the military plane!"
There are generally three types of urgent mails sent by the military aircraft office to the garrison in various places. There is a ribbon at the end of the letterbox. The yellow is for the emperor's order, the green is for the copy when something major happens in the court, the black is for military affairs, and the red is for emergency military affairs— For example, when foreign enemies invaded, Gu Yun issued beacon fire orders to various places, which were red signposts.
Xuan Ying was holding a red flag letterbox in his hand, which made his scalp explode when he saw it. Gu Yun suddenly got up, and his heart was suddenly empty—the heartbeat that seemed to be steady suddenly hit a threshold, and then rose and fell at will. He had a dry mouth for no reason, and He Ronghui didn't dare to neglect, and he quickly took the red sign post and presented it with both hands.
I don't know how many words were written on the red letter box, which made Gu Yun look at it for a whole stick of incense. Put the letter down slowly.
He Ronghui was in a hurry and asked: "Master, isn't the red label urgent? What's the matter?"
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