The battle ended, and although the process was full of twists and turns, Tianlan City finally took it without danger.

But just laying Tianlan is not over, there are many things to deal with in the future: cleaning the battlefield, counting casualties, pensions for soldiers killed in battle, receiving the treasury of Qi, dealing with officials and sergeants of Qiren, and arguing with the Yongjun... There's a lot of trouble.

However, most of these things have nothing to do with Guo Yu, and after the capture of Tianlan, his mission as the general of Zhengnan was completed.

Therefore, after all the people and horses outside Tianlan entered the city, Guo Yu pushed all the things to Li Qipeng, and then found a place to rest.

After all, Guo Yu carried Zhao Wenqi head-on for a long time, and the injury he suffered was not light, if he did not adjust in time, he would end up with a disease, and the gains would outweigh the losses.

Despite his reluctance, Zhao Qingxuan waved his hand and chose to let him go.

However, Guo Yu can escape, but as the king of a country, he cannot. Although Zhao Qingxuan also wanted to learn from Guo Yu to push the matter to Pang Yu, but it seems that Pang Yu and others would wait stupidly? I found an excuse to leave the Qi Palace early.

In desperation, he had to make a bitter face and take on the responsibility of King Song.

Zhao Qingxuan didn't know anything about these things, and when he heard this, it could be said that he was in a fog. Fortunately, Li Qipeng is here, and he only needs to nod and agree to many things.

The palace of King Qi was not destroyed by the fire, and it was ready to be used after a little repair, and Zhao Qingxuan at this time was sitting on the seat in the center of Dazhong and listening to Li Qipeng report to him about relevant matters.

"Most of the Yongjun army has withdrawn from Tianlan as agreed, although a small number of wounded soldiers remain in the city to recuperate, but there will be no chaos in the future, of course, for the sake of insurance, the minister has sent someone to take care of it."

"There were about 20,000 defenders of the original Qi State in Tianlan City, of which about 13,000 died in the previous battle; Another 4,000 men fled out of the city in the midst of the chaos, but because General Guo said that there was no need to pursue, he did not know where they were going; The remaining Qi troops have surrendered, and they are now being imprisoned in the camp north of the city, under the care of our soldiers. ”

"Most of the officials of Qi in Tianlan, except for those who died in battle and a few who committed suicide, have no intention of resisting, and even many people have come forward to recommend themselves, saying that Tianlan still needs him and wants to continue to be an official..."

Zhao Qingxuan rolled his eyes.

These people are really thick-skinned, they can't see people when they are fighting, and they all come out after the battle.

This Lu Shuqin has only been dead for a few days, so he is in a hurry to change the owner.

"Leave this matter to Pang Gong to deal with, it doesn't hurt to use it if he has the ability, let him roll up and get out of the way if it's nothing."

"Pang Gongtuochen told the king that his old cold leg was committed, and it was in severe pain these days, and it was difficult to walk, no matter what important things the king had, he should find someone else."

“… This old thing is not righteous at all, and he will never take him with him when he goes to have fun in the future. ”

"Having fun?"

"Ahem, it's okay, it's okay, you continue."

Li Qipeng shook his head a little helplessly, and said: "The treasury of Qi has been counted, and there are not a lot of silver taels, but after all, it is better than nothing, and it can be used to care for the fallen soldiers."

shirt. ”

"What? You say that there is not much silver in the treasury of Qi State? ”

Hearing this, Zhao Qingxuan couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Yes, even the silver taels copied from the Che Cavalry General's Mansion are far better than the treasury of the Qi State."

Since Lü Shuqin's accession to the throne, the State of Qi can be said to be reckless, and the most spent on fighting is undoubtedly silver.

Especially a few months ago, Lu Shuqin mobilized 200,000 troops and horses to conquer the Great Song Dynasty and Xiyong at the same time, and the silver taels consumed for this purpose were even more incalculable.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qingxuan no longer doubted.

By the way, what was the reaction of the people in these cities? Did you show great resistance? ”

“… They were delighted. ”

"High... Glad? ”

"Yes." Li Qipeng said with a strange face: "After the city is stable, the people take the initiative to go out of their homes. After it was confirmed that Lu Shuqin was dead, they all celebrated with crowns, and even took out firecrackers at home to celebrate. At present, the city is full of jubilation, gongs and drums, and firecrackers, just like the New Year. If the king goes out at this moment, maybe he can still see the lion dance brigade on the street..."

These words really made Zhao Qingxuan cry and laugh.

But it's no wonder that they are like this, in order to provide for the sergeants, Lu Shuqin has been rampant and violent among the people over the years.

The king is still like this, and the officials of the Qi State have no choice but to fill their pockets. This layer after layer of exploitation has been carried out, and the Qi people have long been miserable. They didn't have a sense of belonging to the Qi country in the first place, and the last bit of friendship has been wiped out in the past few years.

It is also very interesting to say, Zhao Qingxuan and Lu Shuqin, the two kings, are scolded among the people. However, compared with Lu Shuqin, who was ambitious and vowed to be the first emperor of the ages, Zhao Qingxuan, who had no ambitions, was better.

At least Zhao Qingxuan is dead, and the Song people will not set off firecrackers to celebrate.

Lu Shuqin, who was determined to unify Kyushu, died, and Zhao Qingxuan, who was waiting for death after eating, had the last laugh, which was really ironic.

"Okay, since Qing said so, I'll take a look at what kind of trouble is going on this street, and I should be aware of the people..."

Li Qipeng raised his hand and grabbed Zhao Qingxuan, who wanted to take the opportunity to slip away, and continued with a straight look: "The number of casualties of our army in this battle is about 3,000, the wounded have all been treated, and the bodies of the soldiers who died in the battle have also been settled. ”

"Well, compared to conquering Tianlan, these casualties are indeed not much, all of this is the credit of my brother-in-law... My great hero of the Great Song Dynasty is still suffering in the cold medical hall, but Lone is enjoying the blessings in this magnificent palace, no, Lone is not going to go, Lone will go to see him. ”

"The king doesn't have to worry, the minister has sent someone to keep the imperial doctor of Qi State and let him treat the injured such as General Guo, and the minister also specially found a group of palace maids from the original palace to serve them."

"In addition, General Guo also told the king that he was seriously injured this time, and I am afraid that he will not be able to get better in ten days and half a month, if there is no such important thing as the Yongjun attacking the city, I hope the king will not disturb him."

"The wind knows the strength of the grass."

Zhao Qingxuan's face was sad, and his tone was revealed

out of all kinds of sadness: "Pingli is so good to call a king, and when the catastrophe comes, they all leave alone..."

Li Qipeng ignored Zhao Qingxuan, who was full of grievances, and continued: "There is one more thing that the king needs to pay attention to, Zhang Liangyuan and the Eight Tiger Riders have never been found, and Ma Zhiyuan, who suddenly appeared, also disappeared yesterday. ”

……

After all the reports were completed, Li Qipeng slumped into the chair and left the palace by himself.

Zhao Qingxuan looked at the roof blankly, even though he didn't do anything, just sitting there listening to Li Qipeng, he still felt very tired, as if his bones had been hollowed out.

At this moment, Zhao Qingxuan couldn't help but miss Prime Minister Zhang Yu who was far away in Yanping.

Although Zhang Yu nagged a little, I have to say that he is really a good person who can take on all political affairs.

"Look at your beating, I don't know, I think who took you to the ground."

With the sound of speaking, Pang Yu stepped in front of Zhao Qingxuan and said mockingly: "Now it's like this, when the old man and the old mother die, you won't be so tired that you can cry." ”

Zhao Qingxuan pursed his lips: "Lone may not be able to live longer than the two of you." ”

Pang Yu was stunned, and then fell silent.

"Anyway, it's over."

Zhao Qingxuan stood up, stretched hard, and his face was full of comfort: "You should be busy over there, right?" Now is the right time, go, old cold legs, take you to the street to play, see the style of this first city in the world. ”

"Go yourself, the king."

Hearing this, Zhao Qingxuan couldn't help but be stunned: "What, maybe you are really sick, right?" ”

"After a busy day's work, the old man still has that spiritual head." Pang Yu glared at him, "Is it really the same age as you when the old man is?" ”

"Tsk, that's a shame."

Zhao Qingxuan shook his head as he walked and said, "I heard that there is only a lot more work in the Qinglou in Lancheng than in the Linyin Building..."

"Let's go."

Pang Yu took out a cane out of nowhere, "Although I am a little tired, the old man can still fight." ”

"Hey, as soon as you talk about visiting the kiln, you're not going to repair."

"Less nonsense."