Sun Tzu said: "Where the method of war, galloping thousands of cars, leather cars thousands of times, with 100,000 armor, thousands of miles of food, then the internal and external expenses, the use of guests, the material of glue paint, the dedication of car armor, the daily cost of thousands of gold, and then 100,000 teachers lifted." ”

In fact, these are only for generals, standing at a higher level of decision-making, there are more things to consider.

For example, after the army is dispatched, how to ensure the stability and order of the rear.

This was the most important problem that Song Jiuzhong, who was preparing for the westward expedition, needed to solve.

In order to fight this battle well, half of the feudal towns in the world are moving, either sending troops to gather on the front lines such as Fengxiang Mansion and Jingzhao Mansion, or changing the defense of the towns in turn, and ordering Wu Yanzuo, Zan Jurun, Cao Bin, Pan Mei and others to enter Beijing to face the saint, also for the purpose of war arrangements.

He dared to pat his chest and assure that Wu Yanzuo's sudden illness was really an accident.

Mugwort is a good thing.

Song Jiu looked at Zan Jurun, who was trembling and pale, and was a little helpless, "I transferred you back because this Jingshi is the most relieved to hand over to you and Wu Qing, alas, how do you know that Wu Qing is ......

Now I can only count on you, the king of Jin will go out in a few days, you see, who is better to partner with you? ”

"Please take back the official family, the minister is old and overwhelmed."

"If I remember correctly, Zan Qing is only fifty-six this year, it is the most resourceful time, how dare you say that you are old, stay in Tokyo, and know Kaifeng Mansion, this is the affairs that the Qing family is used to, those who can work hard, and I hope that Qing can continue to provoke."

"The minister is really powerless, he doesn't hide it from the official, the minister has been suffering from wind paralysis for many years, this time, in fact, ...... I'm here to say goodbye to my hometown. Zan Jurun took out the music that had been prepared long ago from his arms and presented it respectfully.

Song Jiuzhong took it, flipped it over slightly, and said with a smile: "Qing, this can be regarded as a rich and noble illness, or so, I will play it accurately, but Gao Tang doesn't have to go back, the countryside is not as good as Jingshi, if there is a national policy, I can also inquire nearby." ”

"Xie Guan's family Longen."

Zan Jurun was relieved when he heard this, ignoring the presence of the official family, and exhaled a long breath of turbidity.

In the past few years, he has been so low-key that he can no longer be low-key, he is cautious in everything, he does not seek merit, but he seeks no fault, but he did not expect to be targeted by the officials, but fortunately, he can finally be light without officials.

Song Jiu sent him to bow and retreat, and saw his only chattering appearance, which was quite interesting, worthy of the title of the old lady's uncle, this temperament can be.

"Qi Qi official's house, Cao Guohua braved the scorching heat to hurry, and fell ill from heat stroke before he arrived in Danzhou, please postpone the order."

"Hmm."

Song Jiu shook his head slightly, thought for a while, and said: "Spread my message, Cao Qing's health is important, it doesn't hurt to rest for a few more days, I summoned him back to Beijing to ask him to be in command, and during the period of recuperation, you might as well think more about the military aircraft strategy." ”

"No."

"Change your clothes and go to the Wyvern Academy."

"No."

This Flying Dragon Courtyard, the name of the Flying Dragon Stable in the Tang Dynasty, the left and right courtyards in the Later Tang Dynasty, the head of the world horse supervisor, the name continues to be used to this day.

Many people say that Song was defeated by Liaojin because of the loss of Yanyun and the lack of horses in the Central Plains, which is actually very wrong.

Central Plains horses, and there are a lot of them.

Even if five generations of troubled times, human life is as cheap as a dog, but horses are much more expensive than human gold, no matter how violent the guy, killing people can not blink, but killing horses is reluctant, inherited to the next week, Guo Wei's first thing is to increase the construction of Weizhou and Xiangzhou horse farms, Guo Rong is even more cherished horses, even injured horses are reluctant to kill, Ming Zhao the world, all sent to Weizhou horse farms to recuperate.

After the Song Dynasty and the Zhou Dynasty, there were more than 200,000 official horses directly inherited, and these more than 200,000 horses were only official statistics.

It is precisely because there are so many horses that Song Jiuzhong issued an edict three years ago to "prohibit border people from stealing foreign horses".

Some people also say that the Central Plains horse is not good, and it is even more ignorant of the situation and talking nonsense with his eyes open.

The foundation of the Central Plains war horse is the Tang Dynasty with Turkic horses, Tubo horses, and the war horses bred from the original Northern Zhou Dynasty.

The shape of the horse in the Central Plains is like a mule, so it is necessary to change the law to Wang Anshi, change the horse policy to the "horse protection law", and distribute the military horses of the imperial court horse farm to the farmers to raise, when the war horse lives with the ploughing cattle and mules, the outcome can be imagined.

Only this one, the reluctant minister should be disemboweled.

Song Jiuzhong is a general, of course, he understands the truth that Ma Zheng is "the foundation of a soldier", and there are as many as seven records of his visit to the Flying Dragon Academy in the Song Dynasty, which shows how much he attaches importance to Ma Zheng.

It is precisely because of the importance that he controls it, as the first strategic resource, he personally allocates every penny, and at the same time controls the private horses, and this Flying Dragon Courtyard, he also comes to inspect it from time to time.

Of course, he attached too much importance to horse politics, to the point of fearing the people's private horses, which was also an important reason for the gradual decline of Song Ting's horsepower.

Song Jiuzhong led the guards out of the palace with a bang, and the eunuch who had been renamed Wang Jien respectfully watched the official family leave the palace, until the dust splashed by the horse's hooves was blown away, and then he slowly started and walked towards the side courtyard.

As long as the official family goes to the Flying Dragon Academy, he will try to ride when he sees Ma Xinxi, and he will not come back until dark.

Wang Jien returned to the small courtyard where he lived, changed out of his heavy robes, only wore underwear, and suddenly felt much more comfortable, took the tea offered by the apprentice, shook the fan and took two sips leisurely, and then said casually: "Go to the Tai Hospital, the lord's toothache is committed again, ask Cheng Tai Doctor for a prescription, and tell him that the previous prescription may not be useful, let me change it, it is best to hit the nail on the head." ”

"But Yu Xigong Cheng Dexuan, Cheng Taiyi."

"It's just him, hmph, he's still a doctor, and he can't cure his toothache."

"Yes, the little ones will go."

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"The general must not turn back, just go forward, do not look back."

"Thank you."

Zhang Qiong thanked the jailer for his kind reminder, squinted at the sunny and incandescent sky, fanned her nose and took a deep breath of fresh air, and limped out of the dark prison gate of Wu Desi.

No one greeted him, and I think the family didn't know about it.

He walked down the street step by step, leaning on a board car, "Send a certain person back to Zhangfu in Longping Lane, double the reward." ”

The coachman didn't want to take on this bad job, but he was frightened by the fierce light in the eyes of the blood-staining creature in front of him, so he reluctantly whipped the mule.

Zhang's mansion was as silent as death, and the two lanterns at the door were covered with white paper.

Zhang Qiong clenched her fist with difficulty, slapped her chest, and motioned for the coachman to knock on the door.

It took a long time for the door to open, and an old man with a white linen cloth wrapped around his head poked his head out, and was asking, Zhang Qiong coughed lightly: "Uncle Shan, it's so-and-so." ”

"Alang!"

This shout was hurried and urgent, full of joy and excitement.

Zhang Qiong nodded, signaled to Uncle Shan not to make a fuss, and struggled to get out of the car: "Reward more, don't lose the little brother." ”

"Well, you know."

Shanbo took out a handful of copper coins from his bosom, and without counting them, he shoved them into the coachman's hand, and then came to hold the head of the house.

There was no one in the front yard, the white flags fluttered silently, and Zhang Qiong knew that his wife had been hanging from the beam.

"What about Mother?"

"The old lady is strong, and she forced herself to eat a big bowl of rice this morning."

"Where's Si'er?"

"I'm going to do a shoucai with Ah Sheng."

Zhang Qiong hummed lightly, "If you don't go back to the inner house first, I'll change clothes for someone." ”

"Hey."

Shanbo helped Ah Lang to sit down on the chair, wiped the corners of his eyes, and went to prepare water.

Zhang Qiong carefully lifted the placket of his clothes, and in many places, the blood scabs had been wrapped together with his clothes, his pipa bone was shattered, and his right leg bone was also broken, and he was no longer able to perform martial arts.

He is a fierce general who relies on martial arts to eat, and he can't lift a sword, which is no different from asking for his life.

He saved Guo Rong's life, and also saved Song Jiuzhong's life, when Zhenghuai, if it wasn't for his efforts to save him, no matter how good Song Jiuzhong's martial arts skills were, he would be penetrated by the bed crossbow as thick as a spear.

It's just that I really can't imagine that I will have today's misfortune.

He carefully picked up his clothes, and his eyes turned red.

There was a sound of footsteps, and the softness and urgency of one of them stepped on his heart step by step.

Zhang Qiong hurriedly stood up with the handrail: "Mother." ”

It was Zhang's mother who came with her clothes in her arms, and Shanbo followed behind her with clean water.

"It's good to be back."

Mother Zhang was really strong, and her withered hand just stroked her son's bird-like dirty hair, and then sat down slowly.

"Don't blame the Xu family."

"Not to blame."

Zhang Qiong responded softly, took Shanbo's woollen cloth, put her trembling hands on her face, and said sullenly: "Son...... Unfilial piety, for the sake of the four sons, the sons ...... Gotta go first. ”

"My mother will watch Si'er grow up, my mother will take him back to the pavilion, you are the heart of your mother's body, this is coming, and your mother has to carry you back."

Zhang Qiong pressed her two hands on the eye sockets, and it took a long time to lift the towel, "In that case, go first." ”

Mother Zhang asked with red eyes: "I haven't told my mother yet, why did you get into trouble?" ”

"Everything else is fake, Wei'er once said that the king of Jin longitudinal law to marry Haojun, and there has long been a dissenting thing, which is the root cause."

"Confused, I don't know that he doesn't have the wisdom of Uncle Zheng."

Zhang Qiong laughed astringently: "Yes, it's too late for Er'er to understand, and now, he is going to do it, but he wants to use a certain cruel life to wash his buttocks, heh, Er's can only wash his neck and do it......

Dog's Day Dead Bastard......"

That night, Zhang Qiong committed suicide in the Jingting Pavilion in the west of the city.

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