"Lord Eldest Sun, this is no joke." Wang Kui was surprised for a moment, and then said with a wry smile: "The Great Song Dynasty has a law, and there is a way to be promoted, I am just a prefect, and I want to be a system envoy, and I am several grades behind. ”

"Lord Wang's words are wrong, you don't see that there is a living example in front of you." Eldest Sun Hong smiled and raised his head: "Today's Jinghu envoy is also the envoy of Sichuan Xuanfu, and he shoulders the burden of going from Sichuan to Xiangyang, wasn't he also a small defense envoy two or three years ago?" ”

"You mean...... Master Meng? Wang Kui smiled bitterly and became more and more violent: "How can Wang Kui dare to compare with Master Meng!?" ”

"If the official says you can do it, you can do it!" Changsun Hong categorically patted the turf beside him: "The imperial court is the time to employ people, otherwise it would not have allowed Meng Heng to pick two aspects alone, and with more than 1,000 remnants of Hanzhou soldiers to repel the 800,000 Mongolian army, this merit shocks the past and the present, who can compare?" ”

"That's not the case." Wang Kui shook his hands wildly: "This is the credit of your eldest grandson!" ”

"I'll give it all to you." Changsun Hong patted Wang Kui's shoulder with the hand that had just slapped the turf: "You are a civil official, I am a military general, and the Great Song Dynasty has never been waiting to see military generals make meritorious contributions." What's more, there is a layer of Dali's skin draped on me, and those credits are useless to pile up on me, let them all be given to you, as long as Lord Wang has the will in the future, I will not forget me! ”

"Write a rhetorical essay and give a generous gift that you can't refuse, Lord Wang can't even upgrade a few levels!" The eldest grandson laughed.

"But...... I am an honest official, although there are some thin fields in the family, but it is not a huge rich family, and the annual gifts have consumed the foundation of the family, and some of the rewards have been distributed to the sons and daughters under my command, it is really difficult to make up a satisfactory gift...... Forget it! Wang Kui was embarrassed, and his beard was lifeless.

A penny is difficult for a hero, but the eldest grandson Hong smiled understandingly and hooked his shoulders: "It's not a problem, I still have money over there, it's not a problem to get together and prepare a gift for Lord Wang, Lord Wang just needs to lay paper and ink, and write a clapping paperwork!" ”

This can no longer be described as magnanimous, it is simply the rhythm of helping the Son of Heaven to ascend the throne, Wang Kui looked at Changsun Hong in disbelief, his eyes were red, his eyebrows were shaking, and he stammered: "Chief, Lord Changsun, this, how can this be ......?"

"There's nothing you can't do, the big guys of the DPRK and China form a party and help each other, why can't we? My eldest grandson Hong was born in a barbarian land, and the emphasis is a righteous word, I will always remember that Shimen Fan sent troops to fight against the northern captives, and there were countless literati and military generals in the world, only Lord Wang stepped forward to help, this friendship is indescribable. ”

The eldest grandson Hong said sincerely, righteous and awe-inspiring, with a sincere appearance of enthusiasm, Wang Kui burst into tears when he heard it: "Lord Wang is in charge of Sichuan, and our barbarian life can be better, if you and I worship here as brothers, and in the future, we will take care of each other with all sincerity, go to the future together, and share the blessings and hardships, wouldn't it be beautiful?" ”

Wang Kui was overjoyed, and even claimed that it was good, so between the valleys, he erected an incense burner, cut the horse as a sacrifice, made an oath to the towering snow-capped mountains, and became brothers with different surnames.

Wang Kui is a few years older and is a brother, and the eldest grandson Hong is younger and is called a younger brother.

The three armies rejoiced together, and on the same day, they rewarded the sergeants and ate a full meal, because the captured Mongolian horses were too precious and reluctant to kill them to eat meat, and the eldest grandson Hong ordered the man to make a lot of dough cakes and stuffed everyone's stomachs.

Although there is no wine or meat, Wang Kui is still very happy, and he is so excited that he can't stop talking, talking about everything, dragging out his roots, and trusting this brother without reservation.

The eldest grandson Hong smiled and agreed, but his eyes were shining, and in his deep pupils, there were complex expressions intertwined, and under his young face, there seemed to be a very deep meaning, and no one could see through it, what kind of intention was hidden under that smiling face.

In the next ten days, Changsun Hong took the people and horses to fight in the mountains of western Sichuan, the area of thousands of miles is extremely vast, the mountains are high and the water is deep, Tahai really realized what is called the difficulty of Shu Road.

The road system in the area of Gongzhou, Chengdu, after thousands of years of development, has become a scale, although the plank road is narrow, but solid and reliable, although the cavalry in many places can not run, but there is no obstacle to the march, the passage of the army, there is no insurmountable obstacle.

But the western part of Sichuan is not good in the place of Tibet, which is a real desolate land, sparsely populated, dense jungle, either mountains or water. There is no big city, there is no formed road, and even if there is, it is blocked by broken wood and large stones after the passage of Shimen Fan, and some wooden plank roads are directly burned, and it is even more difficult to repair.

After chasing the Mongols led by Tahai for a few days, they quickly slacked off, how the hell did they chase?

But the people who were being chased in front ran very happily, and from time to time deliberately dropped some Mongolian soldiers' armor and weapons on the road, which were brought out from the Lingjing Prison, in order to disgust Tahai.

Anger easily defeats reason, tens of thousands of people in Tahai are trapped in the mountains of western Sichuan in this way, and they don't stay from time to time when they go, they can't find anyone if they want to fight, they are unwilling to leave if they want to, and their teeth itch with hatred.

The humidity in the mountains was very heavy, and the Mongolian soldiers who were accustomed to the dry environment in the grasslands and deserts soon had adverse reactions, and the epidemics began to run rampant, and insomnia, diarrhea, sores and acne caused by water and soil adaptation emerged in an endless stream.

At this moment of embarrassment, there was good news and bad news from the north.

Kublai Khan returned to Chengdu.

I don't know how he got back or what he went through, but he finally showed up and returned to safety intact.

Tahai breathed a sigh of relief, and the family's head was saved.

But the bad news that followed made him raise his heart to his throat again.

The Great Khan Wo Kotai is dead!

This is very unexpected news, because when Ogedai succeeded to the throne, he was just forty-three years old, which was the age of prime and strength, and he had been on the throne for more than ten years without illness or illness, and now he is only fifty-six years old, and his body is strong enough to swallow a cow, and he has to drink several buckets every day, and he died like this.

The death of Ögedei soon set off a hurricane against the backdrop of Mongolia's complex system of succession to the throne.

Whether it was Kublai Khan, who was recuperating from his injuries in Chengdu, or Tahai, who was still playing hide-and-seek with Changsun Hong in the ravine, they were all swept into it involuntarily.

All the Mongol armies south of the Yellow River returned to their divisions under the strict orders of their respective kings to prepare for the battle for the throne of the Khan. Even the Western Expeditionary Army, led by King Batu of Persia, drove back and rushed to the capital of the Great Mongolian State.

As in a hurry, Tahai's southbound troops were also like sparks when they withdrew, and the looted people and property had already taken a step north to Liangzhou, and the Mongolian army that slowly retreated burned all the way, deliberately selling a flaw from time to time, trying to seduce the Shimen Fan army that followed behind.

But Changsun Hong was not anxious at all, he silently walked through the city that was burned into rubble, quietly looked at the corpses of the Han people who were killed on the side of the road, looked at the bloody Jingguan one after another, and did not angrily chase after the Mongols to fight, but kept a safe distance, and always soberly did his own thing.

"Remember these dead people, who killed them, and who burned these cities and villages." He often said this to his subordinates, and his tone was full of unspeakable hatred: "This is our land, and it is our compatriots who have died, who have not made mistakes or invaded others, but have died in their own land, so that the next time you meet the robbers who have done these things, you should understand what to use against them." ”

(End of chapter)