"A letter from Huangzhou Mu? Could it be an old thief from the Meng family—"
Li Yun remembered the content of Huang Song's alliance with them, and his heart tightened.
"Although the Meng clan in Cangzhou is strong, it's not easy for them to get a bargain from Huang Song." Qi Guanrang waved the feather fan in his hand, a sneer on the corner of his lips, and the light in his eyes seemed to be able to see through. Soul, "Huang Song's letter has deep meaning."
Sun Wen, who was sitting beside him, felt that the heating was being taken away by the cold fan.
He understood why Feng Zhen and Wei Ci didn't want to sit beside Qi Guanrang.
The northern Xinjiang is remote and colder than the Central Plains in winter. Now it's late autumn, and the big guy can't wait to carry a soup woman in his hand, a charcoal basin in his arms, and then wrap himself in three layers with warm clothes. Who would use a feather fan to fan the air in this season
Hehe - unfortunately, the one beside him is that wonderful flower.
Even though Sun Wen's superficial skills were in place, his brows twitched along with the rhythm of Qi Guan's fan, as if he was holding back something.
Everyone else's attention was on Qi Guanrang, but the audience sympathized with Sun Wen.
[Zhibaicao]: Hahaha - I feel cold across the screen, is it really not intentional for Qiguan boss
[Twilight Sunset]: I don't know if it was intentional or not, I only know that the big man Qi Guan ruined the word "feather fan lunji". Every time I read this word, my mind would always think of the big brother Qi Guan standing in the wind, snow and frost, shaking his fan with a smile.
[Slightly Spring Breeze]: Upstairs, that's enough for you - just thinking about that picture, I posted a few more warm baby stickers with my backhand.
Occasionally holding a fan to pretend to be high-level, that is forceful and tasteful.
In the winter, I still use a fan to fan the air, which is already a nerve.
However, even if it is a nerve, Qi Guanrang is also a male god!
The audience chatted with laughter, but the atmosphere in the main tent was not so relaxed.
"Connotation? Officer Qi, I really can't see it, what kind of connotation can there be?"
Li Yun read Huang Song's letter repeatedly. The first half was to say hello to the lord, and the second half briefly mentioned the battlefield situation.
In order to let the defense have no worries, Jiang Pengji formed an alliance with Huang Song, and the latter helped her hold off the Cangzhou Meng family.
Guan Rang asked with a sneer, "Li Xiaowei, do you really think Huang Zhoumu is so bad?"
The lord has already gnawed on the hard bone of the northern border. Huang Song has many aides, so he can't even take the Meng clan from Cangzhou
Li Yun thought about it carefully, and said, "Although Huangzhou Shepherd sits in one state, Haozhou has only escaped from the war. In terms of financial and military strength, Haozhou cannot compete with Cangzhou at all. Meng's army can't enter the northern border - Yun thinks, this is their limit, right? Now that Huangzhou herdsmen and horses are short of food and grass, it is normal to ask the lord for help."
Qi Guanrang was about to speak when Jiang Pengji, who was sitting at the top, suddenly said something.
"When did Bo Gao become a state shepherd?"
Before the war in Northern Xinjiang, Huang Song was still the county governor.
All the officials under the tent: "..."
My lord, your focus is off-
Wei Ci said, "A few months ago, the predecessor Haozhou Shepherd died of illness, and all the sons and daughters were incompetent, and no one could inherit his father's business. The sons jointly recommended Huang Song, and Huang Song paid tribute to the court of 100,000 stone grain and grass. The young emperor Longxin Dayue, let this matter, and appoint Huang Song as the new Haozhou state shepherd."
When Huang Song was promoted, Jiang Pengji and Beijiang were doing very well. How could he have time to pay attention to this
Jiang Pengji pouted, with a smile on her face, "After all, which son doesn't want to inherit Laozi's family business? Haozhou Zhoumu did not fall on the heads of several sons, but was picked by Huang Song. The son is willing, that's a joke."
In the end is a troubled world, whoever has the bigger fist speaks.
Huang Song's influence spreads all over Haozhou, if this makes the title of state shepherd fall on someone else's head, Huang Song doesn't have to mess around.
Speaking of this, Jiang Pengji suddenly thought of a detail.
"Bo Gao paid 100,000 shi of grain to the court?"
One hundred thousand stone of grain is not too much, not too much.
For ordinary troops, 100,000 stone can be eaten for a while, but for the huge imperial court, it is a drop in the bucket.
If nothing else, the salaries of the officials of the imperial court were large grain consumers, and 100,000 stone would not last long.
Feng Zhen smiled and said, "I heard that the young emperor of Chenzhou is really having a hard time today. He owes officials several months' salaries, and there are huge vacancies in various places. Not to mention the meat and fishy, if there is no one hundred thousand stone grains from Huangzhou Mu's tribute, The young emperor is afraid that he can't even drink morning porridge."
The Dongqing royal family is now only an empty shell.
"Chenzhou is rich in wealth, why can't it even cover the daily expenses of the imperial court?"
Jiang Pengji has not followed the news of the royal family for a long time.
After the Huangshui Alliance, the royal family was afraid that the princes would seize their power, and there were many intrigues.
Jiang Pengji took people away early and concentrated on developing her own territory.
After many years, Jiang Pengji couldn't help sighing when he heard that the royal family was so miserable.
"Young Emperor is young and ignorant, ignorant of the sufferings of people's livelihood, and the Queen Mother is the regent—privately, he has improper relationships with many ministers, and he only thinks about pleasure all day, how can he rectify the government? Going to and fro, not to mention one Chenzhou, even if it is ten Chenzhou, it is still the same. I can't afford such profligacy." Feng Zhen smiled, "Furthermore, before the pseudo-emperor evacuated from Chenzhou, he searched everywhere for people's fat and people's cream, and Chenzhou has long since lost its former prosperity."
The fake emperor withdrew after a search, leaving only the dilapidated Chenzhou for the royal family.
The young emperor was young and ignorant, and the queen mother was in her prime.
Strong mother and weak son!
The empress dowager is under the curtain, but she has no talent. She only knows how to enjoy herself and spend all day.
It is not surprising that Chen Zhou, whose vitality was severely damaged, turned into the poor and weak appearance he is today.
Jiang Pengji pointed at the table, her eyes narrowed slightly.
"Chenzhou - it's really a waste of money to leave it in the hands of the royal family."
It would be good for the royal family to gather 20,000 or 30,000 soldiers and horses. Most of them are old, weak, sick and disabled. How to guard the big Chenzhou
Feng Zhen said, "You are the only one who thinks like a lord? However, no one dares to be such a bird."
The royal family is broken, but it is the royal family after all.
If you want to take away Chenzhou, you must kill the royal family, which means tearing the last fig leaf of Dongqing.
The princes were afraid that they would become the target of public criticism, so when Huangshui met, no prince dared to covet Chenzhou.
But now-
The situation is already different.
Jiang Pengji put the matter of Chenzhou aside and moved the topic to the core of the meeting—
"Fang Cai Hanmei asked - Wen Zheng hasn't given an answer yet."
Qi Guan twitched the corners of his mouth.
If it wasn't for the protagonist who inserted the topic and turned the topic to such a remote place by the way, would Qi Guanrang drag it out and not answer
Guan Qi gave way, "Let me think that Li Xiaowei has underestimated Huang Zhou Mu's ability."
As soon as these words came out, even the slow generals noticed a strange atmosphere.