Chapter 1 Temple Counting I
Chapter 1: Temple Counting
The heavy snow has been blowing one after another, covering the land of China with a layer of silver white. The ruined ancient city in the wilderness and the blood that had not yet dried up on the ground were all annihilated by this piece of white, restored to the vastness of the beginning of chaos. It was as if the massacres, the destructions, had never happened and no one would ever recall them. As for the historians, they will only record the great deeds of emperors and famous generals, and as for the white bones under these great achievements, they don't have time to pay attention to it, and they don't care.
A few dots of pink stubbornly poked out of the vast snow curtain. It was the plum blossoms of early spring, and the bloody frozen face faced the biting cold wind, showing the tenacity of life in the snow. Maybe they are scattered in a blink of an eye, but they have bloomed proudly after all.
The sound of horses' hooves came from far and near, and the Mongol cavalry delivering the message flew off their horses and flashed into the post station on the side of the road. He neatly pulled out a few other good horses from the inn, flipped over and fell on the horse, clamped the horse's belly a few times, and continued to gallop north in the wind and snow.
The forcibly sent post guard trembled out of the stable, wiped off a nosebleed that had been beaten by the Mongol soldiers for negligence, led the stagecoach abandoned outside the door, and staggered towards the post house. His feet crossed the threshold of the post station, and he turned out of the door as if he remembered something, and looked in a daze in the direction in which the Mongolian cavalry had disappeared.
Suddenly, the old postman smiled, as if he had seen something to be happy about, and hummed a little tune to cover the door of the inn. The barbaric Tartars just now had gone from south to north, with an urgent military situation. As long as the military situation on this post road is not interrupted for a day, it means that that person is still resisting, and as long as that person is still resisting, the Great Song Dynasty cannot be regarded as a dead country.
Eight hundred miles of military intelligence, all the way from Fujian to Dadu. When the Great Yuan Emperor Kublai Khan received the war report, he overturned the table at that time, and the roar of anger could be heard from the west side of the Sorghum Bridge. (Note to the drunkard, the imperial palace of Yuan Dadu is located in the west of present-day Beijing, not in the Forbidden City).
Kublai Khan could not help but be angry, the "Book of the Ping Song" that praised the martial arts of the Great Yuan Dynasty had been completed for three years, and a year and a half had passed since the national carnival in the name of destroying the Song Dynasty. But what is embarrassing is that the Song Dynasty, which was declared extinct, still stubbornly exists, drifting on the sea, willing to cede land as a vassal small country, but unwilling to accept the fate of destruction. What's even more odious is that Wen Tianxiang, the prime minister of the Great Song Dynasty, actually got up again within a few months after being defeated and fell to Shao Wu in a fight.
The carpet in the palace was too soft, and the angry feet stepped on it, and immediately limited a large pit. The stocky Kublai Khan, stumbling over himself, jumped up in rage, went to the wall, drew his saber, cut the carpet to pieces, stomped a few times, and kicked into the charcoal stove. The rich smell of roasted wool filled the room, and the eunuchs were so frightened that they wanted to tear the carpet out of the charcoal stove, and they were afraid of sacrificing the treasure knife in the emperor's hand. Nirvana leaned over the wall, leaning against the wall, not knowing where to put her hands and feet.
"Get out of here, no minions," Kublai Khan scolded with the tip of his knife pointing at the eunuchs. As if they had been pardoned, the little eunuchs ran away with their heads in their arms, for fear that they would run slower and suffer the same misfortune as the carpet.
"Useless things, I have raised you in vain", Kublai Khan roared angrily, and took the purple sandalwood book case in front of him for hundreds of years after hundreds of years, and experienced several emperors. Suddenly, the knife was cut too hard, and the blade got stuck in the wooden case. After pulling it out a few times, but not pulling it out, the emperor's eyes immediately flashed red.
"Come on, take out this bookcase that you don't have and burn it, and take this knife to turn it into iron." With Kublai Khan's roar, the eunuchs "rolled" into the Yangxin Palace, hurriedly carrying away the bookcase, replacing it with a new carpet, and replacing it with a new charcoal stove. The cold wind blew the snowflakes into the room through the gaps in the felt door curtains, which lifted people's spirits and gradually calmed their irritable hearts.
Kublai Khan vented and walked to the palace wall with his hands behind his back. On the wall facing him hangs a map of the whole area of the Great Yuan with a large deviation in proportion, the capital city is drawn in the center of the map, and the stars of the Western Regions and overseas countries surround the capital like the moon, making a bowing shape. On this artificially scaled map, Shao Wujun is nothing more than a black dot the size of a sesame seed. However, at this moment, this small black dot was so dazzling in Kublai Khan's brown pupils. Having been on the battlefield for a long time, he instinctively smelled a threat thousands of miles away.
The resistance led by Wen Tianxiang cannot be allowed to continue to exist, because if this force exists for a day, the Song people in the world will not be relieved of hope. And this undying hope will be a mortal threat to the newly established Great Yuan Empire. The Great Yuan Dynasty, which was born with the iron hooves of the Mongol army, was unstable, and the fire of resistance came not only from the south of the Yangtze River, but also from outside the Saiwai, including the area of Har and Lin, which was founded by the Mongols, was a volcano that was temporarily calm, brewing a violent eruption at any time.
In order to seize the throne of Khan, Kublai Khan abandoned the covenant set by Genghis Khan for the Golden Family, and personally led the southern expeditionary troops and horses to enter the Mongol capital of the steppe, Har Horin, and after four years of bloody battles, he defeated his younger brother Ali Buge and poisoned him. This kind of thunderbolt tells those who spy on the Khan's throne a truth, strength is everything.
Whoever has the greatest strength can ignore the ancestral covenant on inheritance. The Golden Family is no longer a bundle of arrows united in the past, but a litter of wolves hostile to each other.
In today's grassland, the descendants of the Jochi family in the Western Regions have announced their separation and are no longer bound by their families. In the northwest, Ogedei's grandson Haidu also established the Ilkhanate on his own, ready to march eastward in the name of avenging Ali Buge. In the area of Har and Lin, the elderly Mongol nobles were waiting for him, and if Kublai Khan's behavior was slightly misguided, they would hold the Kurultai again and recommend a ruler who matched their ideals. Nai Yan and Mo Ge, anyone who supports the Kuriltai system and has the blood of the Golden Family are all good candidates.
Kublai Khan needed great martial prowess to prove that he was more suitable for the throne than Ali Buge. Therefore, after seizing the throne, he marched south, paving the way to domination with the corpses of nearly 10 million people. Once the Song Dynasty fell, it meant that he had completed the great work that the Mongols had not completed for decades. In the face of the accusations of the Mongolian nobles behind him, Kublai Khan could say in a high-sounding manner, "I, Kublai Khan, the heir and honorary inheritor of the Golden Family, called Khan without being elected by Kuriltai and poisoned my younger brother Ali Buge, for the prosperity of the entire Mongolian race."
For the Mongols who admired martial arts, this merit of leveling the most prosperous place in the world was enough to cover up the sin of destroying the covenant since Genghis Khan and slaughtering their own cities.
Even if later generations use Kublai Khan's own original Mongolian square characters to write history, they will describe the killing of his brother and forcing the palace as the same subsection as when Tang Taizong killed his brother and forced his father, and maybe add a description of how resolute and resolute he was at that time.
And all this must be built on the basis of the fall of the Song Dynasty. Therefore, Kublai Khan announced the news of the fall of the Song Dynasty so impatiently. However, the battle report sent back by the soldiers at the front obviously disappointed Kublai Khan, and several large armies went south together, costing millions, not only did not capture the little emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty, but delayed the fighter plane, allowing Wen Tianxiang to resurrect.
Layue Wen Tianxiang entered Shaowu, and the new attached army was killed by Huang Quji. In the first month, Zou Xun, the general of the Ministry of Culture, invaded Tingzhou, raided and harassed various places, and the number of new annexed troops left in Tingzhou Mansion was several times that of the other party, and they actually hid in the city and did not dare to fight in the field. Zou Wei was allowed to loot the silver pits and gold mines in Tingzhou within a month. Wang Jiweng, deputy governor of Fujian, was a soft egg, and took 20,000 horses to recapture Shaowu. The most interesting thing is that the Jianwu army commander Wanhu Wuzhong, who is closest to Shao Wu, actually said that the thief escaped into Fujian, as a general in Jiangxi, without the emperor's order, he did not dare to cross the border to attack, and asked Kublai Khan to make a decision.
"Joke, I ordered you to cross the border to attack, do you dare to attack"? Kublai Khan turned around, grabbed the fold of the commander of the army, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the silver charcoal furnace that he had just exchanged. The silk paper was lit with charcoal, and the flame illuminated Kublai Khan's eagle-sharp eyes.
Kublai Khan looked down on the generals of the new annexed army on that side, and he was not at ease. In his mind, those who see the wind and rudder the rudder are not good at fighting, but the means of dumping each other are better than the other. With them, sooner or later, the atmosphere of the Great Yuan army will be corroded like that of the Song Dynasty.
Last year, when the Song general Zhang Shijie led his troops to besiege Quanzhou, Wang Jiweng, the defender of Fuzhou, privately talked to the generals under Zhang Shijie's command, and did not send a single soldier to rescue Quanzhou. Later, Liu Shen, the marshal of the Han army, went to the table to impeach Wang Jiweng for fornicating with the enemy, and Wang Jiweng actually said that he was in order to protect the territory and the people, and he was forced to do it because of the strength of the thief's army.
"The thieves are powerful", Kublai Khan looked at Wang Jiweng's urgency, pursed his lips, and continued to add these boring words into the charcoal stove as firewood. "Last year, Zhang Shijie led 100,000 troops, and he can use the thief army as an excuse, Wen Tianxiang is only a few thousand men and horses in a few years, no matter how big the momentum is, can it still be bigger than the tens of thousands of officers and soldiers in Fuzhou City?"
These wall grasses that are not loyal to Dayuan will have to be eradicated sooner or later, but they are only a means of eradication, and they need to be made more hidden, otherwise they will no longer be able to tempt those who resist with high-ranking officials. Kublai Khan planned, calculated, and found a proper solution from the statements of his cronies and ministers Dong Wenshan, Da Chun and others. At the moment, what he needs to eliminate is not only Wen Tianxiang, but also those new annexes.
As long as the order is arranged and the specific details are arranged, there is a way to make the new annex army and the resistance forces in various places consume each other, saving the court a lot of trouble.
It's just that it takes a lot of time to do that, and it doesn't quite match the current rhythm of destroying the Song Dynasty, and Wen Tianxiang's power will get bigger and bigger, just like last year in southern Gansu, almost forming a prairie fire ......!
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