"Meet the Prime Minister!"

In the Jingzhao Mansion, the Imperial City, and the Suzaku Gate, 30,000 neatly draped sergeants knelt on one knee and shouted in unison.

The sound was earth-shattering, and it spread far away, and the birds on the roots of the trees around the palace vibrated their wings together and flew away into the distance.

"Brothers, get up!"

Wang Song lifted himself up and straightened his body.

"Thank you Wang Xianggong, long live Wang Xianggong!"

The sergeants below shouted again. The rhythm is the same, standing up, all with their chests held high, the queue is neat, solemn and majestic, and silent.

Wang Song hugged his hands, looked high up at the sky, and said loudly: "Long live the thousands of people of my Great Song Dynasty!"

He was full of energy, and his voice was strong and powerful, and the sergeants below were infected, and their blood boiled, and they shouted loudly together:

"Long live the king, long live the people of the Great Song Dynasty!"

Ma Kuo, Wang Lun, Dong Xian and others were also in high spirits, clenched their fists, and shouted behind them together: "Long live the Xianggong, long live the people of the Great Song Dynasty!"

The morning sun rose, and the sun shone on the faces of these "new and old soldiers", which made Wang Song feel a sense of emotion and an impulse.

The life and death of the country, the prosperity and strength of the nation, whether the people can live and work in peace and contentment, and whether civilization can continue to move forward are all on these simple warriors.

The reason why they are called "new veterans" is because there are many Western soldiers in them, and many of them are battle-hardened soldiers.

The sergeants below also looked at Wang Song on the stage intently at this moment. Compared with those weak scholars, Wang Song, a "reckless man" who has repeatedly defeated the Jin soldiers and has amazing force, can be more loved by the soldiers and easier to get the "military heart".

Not to mention anything else, just a few things such as saving Bianliang City, Fuzhou fighting for the Lou Room Army, and Shaanxi's defeat of the Jurchen army are enough to make the world jaw-dropping.

Just half a year ago, in Yaozhou, south of Jingzhao Mansion, the loyal and righteous army defeated the Jin people, the corpses of the Jurchen knights were all over the field, the blood flowed like a river, and the entire Han army was annihilated, which can be described as inspiring.

Although Wang Song did not charge into battle single-handedly and kill all sides, perhaps this did not alleviate the sergeants' liking for him. After all, he commanded the war.

Some scholars loyal to the court of the Great Song Dynasty, or utilitarian perfectionists, or ill-intentioned people made all kinds of accusations against Wang Song, such as Wang Song's army in Fuzhou, almost died in battle, but only to save a woman he liked; Another example is that Wang Song married a royal abandoned woman who had been married to someone else, etc., these shortcomings became Wang Song's advantages in the eyes of the soldiers.

In the eyes of the soldiers, Wang Song's shortcomings proved that he was a living person, with obvious seven emotions and six desires, and his own joys, sorrows, and sorrows, just like these soldiers' own experiences and lives, stroking wounds alone, wiping away tears, and being angry at the crown, real, with blood and tears.

Just like now, Wang Song was standing on a high platform, dressed in coarse cloth, and the sergeants didn't think it was a show, but felt that this should be Wang Song's own appearance.

This is called leadership. Once Wang Song became the idol of the whole army and the whole people, even those weaknesses of "I have a disease, I am lustful" have become his praise for his frankness and sincerity.

"Brothers, I won't say anything else!"

Wang Song stood on the high platform and shouted loudly: "Train hard, leave an extra drop of sweat in normal times, and shed a drop of blood on the battlefield." Kill the enemy to serve the country, fame and wealth, all on the battlefield. It's better to be a centurion than a scholar, don't miss a good year!"

In the thunderous cheers of the soldiers, Wang Song waved his hand and got off the high platform.

"Dong Xian, recruiting new recruits, well-trained, and making great contributions. However, I want to ask, where did you recruit so many recruits?"

Facing Wang Song's questioning, Dong Xian couldn't help but laugh awkwardly, with a little embarrassment on his face.

"Xianggong, the people in the northwest are fierce, and Shaanxi is a place of long-term war

It's much easier to recruit sergeants. In the Battle of Yaozhou, the Western Army retreated, and deserters were everywhere. As long as there is a recruitment notice, there are many applicants, and there are too many people to join the army!"

Wang Song was a little strange, shook his head and said: "In the land of two rivers, there are many people in Yan Zhao who are sad and singing, and the recruitment of troops is not so smooth. Why is that?"

Wang Lun interjected: "It's not a good thing you did!"

Seeing Wang Song's surprised gaze, Wang Lun continued.

"In the Battle of Yaozhou, Xianggong collected the corpses of the Western Army killed on the battlefield, one of them; The prime minister gave money and food to the soldiers and civilians, and treated the deceased well, and this is the second; Third, Xianggong sent troops to sweep away the soldiers and bandits in Guanzhong and calm the place; Fourth, the prime minister opened a warehouse in Jingzhao Mansion to help the people......"

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Song had already interrupted him.

"Prince, don't talk about it, how to say it, it's all my credit. If you keep talking, Dong Xian's reward will be gone. ”

In the battle of Yaozhou, the loyal and righteous army not only broke the myth of the invincibility of the Jurchen iron cavalry, but also injected a strong agent into the Shaanxi army and people.

"Xianggong doesn't know anything, recruiting sergeants is your banner, otherwise, where did so many good families come to apply?"

Dong Xian was full of smiles, and as soon as the words fell, Wang Lun had already picked up.

"What General Dong said is good. The people don't care if you're a righteous soldier or not, but who your lord will be. For example, when the prime minister faked his death, the loyal and righteous army also collapsed, and it was all the power of the prime minister alone. ”

The Son of Heaven is the one who is strong and strong.

With the growing strength of the loyal and righteous army, and the acquaintance with Wang Song for several years, everyone has long regarded him as their own lord and future king.

What impressed them the most was Wang Song's vision. Enthusiastic and resolute, broad-minded, and far-sighted, as if seeing through everything.

His frank and loyal personality and fraternity can arouse the loyalty of soldiers without hesitation; He is polite and virtuous, approachable, and knows how to make good use of people, and makes every staff member and general under him have a kind of home warmth.

Even the women who have been with him are dead set on him and have never complained.

It's just that sometimes, his loneliness and his melancholy seem to be outside this era, which makes people wonder through, but they want to be loyal to him more and make him smile.

Just like now, he has made most of Shaanxi peaceful, and he has helped countless people, and it is under his guidance that the people of Shaanxi can love him. And for him, all this feels natural, and he doesn't know that for thousands of years, it is easier said than done, how many people are such benevolent?

"The Imperial Court ......"

Wang Song paused for a moment and asked, "Did you have a conflict with your brothers?"

"Back to Xianggong, there have been a few conflicts, but they were all driven away by the brothers!"

Dong Xiandao: "The most recent one was last month, when Wu Jie, the Western Army, led tens of thousands of soldiers and horses to confront our army in Fengxiang. I let my brothers fire a few shots, and the Western army retreated. Recently, it has been uneventful. ”

"A few shots!"

Wang Song's face did not change and nodded. Wu Jie is also a famous general in history, and has repeatedly defeated the Jin people. Although he is framed, lustful, and has a loss, he can be regarded as a hero in terms of the righteousness of the country and the nation.

"If anyone does not offend me, I will respect him; If anyone sins against me, I will pay it back!"

Wang Song said in a deep voice: "No matter who wants to do anything wrong on the ground of the loyal army, or show off his might, let's see if the head on his neck is unreliable!"

Wang Song was really annoyed. He didn't believe that in such a short period of time, the Great Song Dynasty would compete with him for the land of Shaanxi. This Wu Jie, when he fought with the Jin people, he turned his head and left, and the Jin people were defeated, but he came to show his muscles in front of the loyal army, is he really not afraid of the artillery of the loyal army?

"Who is Feng Xiang stationed now?"

Dong Xian replied: "Back to the minister, it's Xu San, 3,000 sergeants. Ningzhou is Xu San, garrisoned by 2,000 people. Enough to defend the city. Once there is a war, the villain will immediately lead the army to go, and it will only be a day's journey to the left. Rest assured!"

Wang Song nodded, these two are both fierce generals in the army, and they have participated in the defense of Tokyo City, the bloody battle of Fuzhou, and the battle of Shaanxi together, and they can be regarded as generals who grew up in the war.

"Prince, Shaanxi has been in war for many years, and it is a place of three wars, most of the fertile land is barren, and the people are displaced. You must appease the refugees, build water conservancy, reclaim land and open up land, and restore the vitality of the imperial capital of Guanzhong as soon as possible. If you have any needs, just report it and I'll take care of it myself. ”

Wang Lun bowed and said, "Thank you!"

Although he is nominally the prefect of Jingzhao Mansion, he is in charge of half of Shaanxi and deserves to be a member of the party. In addition to being grateful to Wang Song for his kindness, he could only do his best and die.

"The concubine has seen the prince!"

As soon as she entered the courtyard of the prefect's yamen, a woman in her forties came up and gave a salute, and turned around to beckon a few children to come up and salute Wang Song together.

"These are ......"

Seeing Wang Song's puzzled look, Wang Lun hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Xianggong, this is Quduan Qu Xianggong's wife, and the two next to her are her children."

Wang Song suddenly realized, and hurriedly stepped forward and saluted:

"It turned out to be Mrs. Qu, forgive me for being rude!"

Mrs. Qu Duan was dressed in plain clothes, although she was nearly forty years old, she was still dignified and polite, and she was from a big family at first glance.

It's no wonder that Qu Duan himself is a child of a family, coupled with his talent and arrogance, his wife is definitely not a vulgar fan.

"If it weren't for the prince's involvement, my father-in-law's body would not have been transported back to the house and buried safely."

Mrs. Qu said, tears falling again.

"My father-in-law was guilty of rebellion, and his subordinates sacrificed their lives to send my mother and son out. Now that Qufu has been raided, there is no way out but to seek refuge in Xianggong and find a place to live. I hope that the king will be successful!"

Mrs. Qu pulled the two children to their knees. Wang Song signaled, and Wang Lun and Dong Xian hurriedly helped people up.

"Qu Duangong has made meritorious contributions to fighting against foreign races, and he can be regarded as a hero of my Great Song Dynasty."

Wang Song pondered for a moment and continued:

"If the sister-in-law doesn't dislike it, she will stay in Jingzhao Mansion and be taken care of by the government. The government will spend money and food every month to ensure that your family of three has no worries about food and clothing. If you have anything, you can come to me directly. ”

"If my sister-in-law is willing to go to Hebei, she can leave with me in a few days. Everything in the future is also responsible for the Propaganda and Restoration Division. Sister-in-law decides for herself. ”

Mrs. Qu's face turned red, and she said softly: "Xianggong, I heard that there are hope schools in Hedong and Hebei, and the concubine wants to take the two children to Hebei together, I wonder if it can be done?"

Wang Song nodded and said, "This is very good, everything will be arranged by Ma Xuanzan later!"

There was a neighing sound of horses, Wang Song turned his head, and a tall white horse was led in by the soldiers.

The war horse is as white as snow, there is no trace of miscellaneous hair on the whole body, the eyes are big and the neck is straight, the body is well-proportioned and graceful, and the beauty of the whole body is full of strength, it can really be regarded as a divine horse.

"Xianggong, this horse is called "War Elephant", it is the old horse of the deceased husband, and it can travel 400 miles a day tirelessly. My father-in-law was killed, and his subordinates took this horse back to report the news, and the concubine and two children escaped. ”

Mrs. Qu burst into tears and said softly: "I am dedicating this horse to Wang Xianggong, I wish Xianggong a hundred victories and save the common people!"

Wang Song was about to excuse himself, but when he saw Mrs. Qu's resolute words, he bowed solemnly and said, "Thank you so much sister-in-law!"

Winter goes to spring, Shaanxi has a big war, and the people's livelihood is withering, so it is time to recuperate and restore the people's livelihood.