"Liaodong has sent people again."

Chen Shou rubbed his forehead, didn't raise his head, and asked, "Asking for money again?" ”

Huang Zhen sighed, and helplessly spread his hands and said, "Exactly." ”

Chen Shou's chest was depressed, jumping up and down, and Liaodong sent people to Beijing to ask for money and food in three days.

In fact, everyone knows that the taxes in Liaodong are not handed over to the treasury at all, and they are all retained by themselves.

It's good that the imperial court didn't ask for them, they were embarrassed to ask for money, the place in Liaodong is very rich, and there is trade with overseas, maybe it is richer than the Great Qi court.

Absolutely can't get used to their problem, Chen Shou closed his eyes and pondered, how to uncover this dog skin plaster.

If they are not satisfied, it is difficult to unite with the Mongols and go south together.

The imperial court's control over Liaodong is far inferior to that of Xiliang, and it is simply a foreign country.

Now Liaodong is nominally in power by Wu Lin, the envoy of Pinglu Jiedu, but in fact, it is the local heroes and powerful who jointly call the shots.

Their interests are the same, between Liao and Qi, go to Murowei, Bohai and other places to catch a few slaves today, and come to Daqi tomorrow to knock a windfall, I don't know how much life is nourishing.

"How much do they want this time?"

"Two hundred thousand taels of silver, one hundred thousand stones of rice."

With a bang, Chen Shou slammed the table, and the teacup on the table jumped and fell to the floor.

"The wolf's ambition will be reversed after a long time, if I give them another grain of rice, they will be regarded as enemies."

Huang Zhen was worried and asked, "Then how should we reply?" ”

"Let's just let Wu Lin come to Bianliang and explain to Your Majesty what the grain and silver are used for, and whose pockets the taxes go into."

Chen Shou's voice was a little cold, Huang Zhen shivered in the daytime, and asked: "Marquis Zhongyong, if the Liao people turn their faces..."

"It's only a matter of time before they turn their backs, and I've just silently calculated that their appetite is too great, and it's not cost-effective to use this money to delay their rebellion. If you blindly retreat and forbear, won't it become Liang Zhongqiu? Lao Huang, we don't need to be too cowardly, Bianliang can stand now! ”

This was said loudly, Huang Zhenxin was surging, in the past, Bianliang's strength was the private soldiers of the forbidden army and the loyal and brave marquis, but now it is different, behind the loyal and brave marquis is Xiliang.

Liaodong Iron Cavalry is famous, but the record is not obvious. If it is really against Xiliang Malaysia, the victory or defeat is still in ambiguity, Wu Lin may not have the courage to be the first to raise the flag to rebel before the group of heroes.

"The Marquis of Zhongyong has this confidence, what else do we have to scruple about, the lower officials will reply to them."

After Huang Zhen withdrew from the water pavilion, Chen Shou stood up, feeling a little irritable.

Walk to the railing, look into the distance by the railing, the garden is full of young branches and green leaves, and the spring breeze blows with the smell of earth.

"Spring is coming..."

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In response to the state capital, people are panicking.

I don't know what day it started, and an amazing news spread quickly. In the blink of an eye, every corner of this border town is clearly known.

Tea houses, wine shops, official offices, streets and alleys, all are rumors, discussions, panic, calculations, and wait-and-see.

The Mongol Great Khan Hebul was gathering the men of the seventy-two tribes of the steppe and preparing to invade Daqi in the south.

There are already rich people, who packed their bags, handed over their family business to their subordinates, and fled to the Central Plains.

The Mongols have been fighting each other in recent years, and are slowly completing bloody unification, and the throne of Hebule, after he has killed almost all of his opponents, is quite solid.

Coupled with the canonization of the Khitan, these tribes in the Mongolian steppe, after all these years of annexation, finally had their own Khan king.

The ferocity of the Mongols is no secret at the border passes, and they, unlike the Khitans, are almost synonymous with killing.

In the past, the Khitans went south to fight the grass valley, and when they had enough, they left, killing a few people and plundering a few slaves at most.

But once the Mongols went south, they were bound to kill all the places they went, and then set fire to them before leaving.

In the past, the towns of the Khitan and Daqi markets were relatively prosperous at the border gates, and the two sides exercised their own restraint and hardly caused any friction in the towns of the mutual markets.

But after the rise of the Mongols, these towns became the hardest hit areas for their raids, and now they are full of ashes, uninhabited, and thousands of miles of red land.

Now these places have all been built by Li Xin, and the heavy snow that has lasted for a winter has finally stopped, and the sunlight pokes out from the top of the steep mountains and shines on the ice of the Cangtou River, reflecting a dazzling light.

The weather was still wickedly cold, and a few people and horses on more than a dozen horses shuttled along the Cangtou River valley under Datong. Immediately, the armor soldiers were all frozen and shrunk a little, and the centaurs were spitting long white gases.

Countless people are pushing some large rocks on the surface of the river, through the ice. In the distance above the fortress, there was the sound of the banner hunting and dancing in the cold wind, and the word 'Qi' was written on the mountain.

Yingzhou encompasses Datong, a vast land of wars. The people are fierce, the bows and horses are skillful, and every time the people are violated, although it is difficult to do organized resistance, but not to let those Tartars easily practice and carry out a powerful counterattack, it is just a matter of biting teeth!

As an unorganized people, this is what can be done. When the time comes, no one will want to fight for their lives. Whether it is a Khitan Tartar or a Mongolian Tartar, if you ride on the head, there are many people who are unwilling to be killed.

But what about the government? What about the officers and soldiers? Every time the Tartars invaded the side, there were no officers and soldiers, and even after the Tartars left, those officers and soldiers who flocked to the side would search the land again.

They are also Han Chinese, who know the people better than the Tartars, and can often drive out the people who have hid and escaped the Tartars, rob property, rape 1 adulterator and 1 woman, and kill the good and take the lead.

This time, it is said that a major general from Xiliang came, and when he fought against the Qiang people, he did not taste defeat. How many people in Yingzhou are waiting to see how he is, whether he will really be as powerful as the legend, or whether he is another "Great Qi general".

There was a sound of horses' hooves, a crisp sound on the frozen pavement. The people on the wall probed their brains curiously, trying to figure out what was going on.

I saw a group of cavalry in the distance, surrounded by a young general.

He climbed high and looked into the distance, pointed, and with his gestures, the soldiers around him waved the order flag, and behind them, the large group of people and horses entered the fortress in an orderly manner according to the order flag.

Li Xin is really going to fight with the Mongols?

All the people hugged each other and cheered.

If someone organizes the transfer and unifies the command, what are those Tartars to fear?

They are all soldiers, aren't we the Han children of Datong in Yingzhou?