"See your lord."
Feng Zhen and Qi Guanjang arrived one after the other, and the two took their seats.
"Don't be too polite, I'm calling you here for one thing." Jiang Pengji said, "I had proposed before to prepare for the battle in the northern border, but now that I have enough time to cultivate and recuperate, I plan to start next spring. But this is still the case. To see your opinion..."
The two were stunned, completely unprepared.
Following a protagonist who said that wind is rain, you can enjoy strange excitement every moment.
Qi Guanrang asked, "What news has the lord received?"
If there is no external stimulation, the lord of his own will not go crazy at every turn.
Jiang Pengji said today's experience with a frown.
They stationed troops in Shangyu County. Although it was on the border of the grasslands, there were already many traces of wild rabbits. It is conceivable what the situation would be in the northern Xinjiang, where the pastures were more abundant. Her intuition tells her that next year is the best time to start. If you play fast, you can turn around and join the melee of the princes in the Central Plains after a little rest, and then you can get a wave of bargains. If you miss this opportunity, it's hard to say.
However, fighting a war requires accurate intelligence and a credible plan, not relying on her own intuition.
Qi Guan asked He Fengzhen to look at each other. They also knew that Wei Ci's strategy of rabbits and sheep was implemented in the past, and now there are many traces of wild rabbits in the border areas. It is conceivable that their policy has worked. However, whether it is suitable for war, they have to carefully consider.
Qi Guan Rang went out to give a bow, and he said, "My lord, according to Rang's opinion, be cautious. You can first dispatch people to find out the situation in the northern border. If the situation is suitable, then count the food, grass, troops and horses, mobilize the troops to guard the border of Chongzhou, and strengthen the training of troops. , wait for the day!"
There are many things to prepare for a war, not only to find out the enemy's intelligence, but also to ensure their own supply lines.
Fortunately, it was decided to build a large number of fields in Chongzhou that year, and several strategically important fields were selected.
When the grain is harvested this autumn, it will be the third year of Chongzhou's farmland, and the grain and grass will be enough to support this large-scale war.
The existence of the field can not only allow them to reduce the loss of grain transport, but also provide flexible support, so as not to be afraid of the enemy interfering with the grain transport route.
Fengzhen is listed as seconded.
Jiang Pengji said, "I also know this principle, just let you know first."
Qi Guan let the two secretly breathe a sigh of relief, as long as the lord is not out of breath and goes to fight the northern border tomorrow, everything is easy to say.
In terms of the entire Chongzhou, who knows best about the situation in the Northern Xinjiang, is none other than the Cui Clan.
Jiang Pengji sent someone to invite Cui Yu, the head of the Cui family.
She spent her energy trying to win over the Cui Clan, not only to use the Cui Clan to compete with other Chongzhou nobles, but also to see their connections.
Since Gu Xin, according to Jiang Pengji's intention, used a pile of glass products to make a fortune in Beijiang, he withdrew his business from Beijiang.
This also means that Jiang Pengji has lost an eyeliner aimed at Northern Xinjiang.
Fortunately, Cui's appearance made up for the shortcomings.
Since Cui Yu got on the boat of Jiang Pengji, Cui's status in Chongzhou has risen.
In the past two years, the production of rice paper has not only made a lot of money, but also won an unprecedented reputation and status.
The whole clan could not wait to treat Jiang Pengji as the God of Wealth.
In order to express his determination, Cui Yu also took the initiative to ask for a position, which did not involve real power and would not arouse suspicion.
"See your lord."
Cui Yu saluted, and then nodded slightly to Qi Guanrang and Feng Zhen, and only took a seat after a few complete salutations.
Jiang Pengji asked, "Chonghuan, I didn't call you here for anything else. I want to ask about something."
Cui Yu said respectfully, "As long as the lord asks, the minister knows everything."
"Your Cui family has been running the business in northern Xinjiang. Have you found anything unusual in the last six months?"
If it were someone else, he would definitely not like Cui's business in Chongzhou and earn money from the northern Xinjiang, like a grass on the wall.
Cui Yu also wanted to give up the business in Northern Xinjiang at first.
Compared with the rice paper business and the secret recipe of rice paper casting that Jiang Pengji gave him, the profit of the northern Xinjiang business is more like a chicken rib.
Instead of keeping the suspicion that aroused Jiang Pengji, it is better to give up ruthlessly.
Jiang Pengji came forward to stop it, and even secretly supported Cui's business development in northern Xinjiang.
Cui Yu is a smart person, and he immediately thought about it. In the past two years, he has become more and more focused on managing the business in northern Xinjiang.
"Abnormal place?" Cui Yu thought about it for a while, and said ashamedly, "I don't know what specific aspects it refers to?"
"The war horses produced by the horse farms in Northern Xinjiang, the life of ordinary herdsmen, and the changes in the officials of the imperial court in Northern Xinjiang... Roughly so much."
Jiang Pengji circled the range, and it was much easier for Cui Yu to answer.
"Because of the horse plague, there are not one out of ten horse farms in Northern Xinjiang. However, production has resumed in the past two years. It is said that the largest horse farm has more than 700 new foals this year. The breed bloodline is not comparable to those bred before, but it is also A rare good horse." Cui Yu continued, "Ordinary herdsmen are still the same. The losses were too heavy in the past, and now they have not recovered. As for the political changes in Northern Xinjiang... Perhaps because of suspicion, the king of Northern Xinjiang has not been so much in the past two years. I trust the wise man Wu Lipu... I heard that the King of Northern Xinjiang is showing signs of decay, several adult princes have been involved in political affairs, and there are faint signs of seizing the throne, and many courtiers secretly choose to stand in line."
Jiang Pengji frowned after hearing this.
"More than seven hundred horses? That many?"
Jiang Pengji was shocked when she heard the number.
A foal takes at least three years from birth to adult foaling.
How long has it been since the horse plague in northern Xinjiang
The number of 700 horses is still the output of the largest horse farm. Counting other large and small horse farms, the output of foals is at least 2,000!
Where did they get so many mares of the right age
Cui Yu's expression was a little solemn. He lowered his voice and said, "My lord, here... I'm afraid I will ask Cangzhou Mengshi."
Just as he finished speaking, Jiang Pengji raised his hand and smashed the table in front of him.
"Meng Zhan, this old man, will one day dig up his ancestral grave! He is not afraid of being stinky for thousands of years!"
The horse farms in Dongqing are almost gathered in Cangzhou. In other words, the Meng family controls the life and death of the horse farms in Dongqing.
If it wasn't for Meng's answer, how could so many fertile mares be sent to northern Xinjiang
Cui Yu wiped his sweat secretly and continued, "Beijing paid ten times the price to buy horses from the Meng family... This is..."
"Beasts who have abandoned their ancestors and forgotten their ancestors!" Jiang Pengji sneered.
The Meng clan is the descendant of Meng Jing, the god of war in the previous dynasty, and the three tribes in the northern Xinjiang are descendants of the Qiang Wu clan.
Meng Jing made a lot of effort in slaughtering the Qiang Wu people.
I really don't know how these two forces cooperated cheekily.
Jiang Pengji was angry, and the audience in the live broadcast room was also taken aback by her sudden outburst.
After two or three years of running-in, she gradually reversed the inherent impression of the live broadcast room in the eyes of the blue barrage audience.
Nowadays, the ratio of red and blue in the live broadcast room is no longer a disparity of 19:1, and it is infinitely close to 1:1.
The audiences of the two planes sometimes exchanged friendly feelings, and sometimes they were torn apart tragically.
The red side said that the blue side disliked the live broadcast room for many years, so why not completely quit the live broadcast room and compete with them for a position.
Lan Fang said that Red Fang had occupied the live broadcast room for many years, and now it is time to abdicate and let them have more contact with the anchor.