Chapter 39: Watching Fangcheng Qingxia from a Distance (9)
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After packing up the books, the family sat around and ate a somewhat late dinner.
Tonight's shift was Wang Yi, the housewife, and Han Gang entered her room. The maidservant girl in Wang Yi's room came up and brought him tea and water.
"Official, there shouldn't be a problem with the grain, right?" Wang Yi sat down in front of the dresser, looked at the mirror on the table, took off her daytime clothes, and was asking, and the little maid handed her a warm hand towel and asked her to wipe off the makeup that remained on her face.
"It's been arranged a long time ago. There was a commander in Ruzhou who once followed me to Guangxi, and now he is in charge of the defense of Shanyin Port. Han Gang explained to his wife that as a husband and wife, Han Gang now has more and more Wang Yi involved in his life and work, "As for Shanyang Port, Shen Kuo is short-sighted, he only sees what is in front of him, and I am generally not at ease when he does things." But when it comes to the future, he must know the priorities of the road, and he will guard Shanyang like an iron wall. The place where you can start is here in Xiangzhou. β
Xiangzhou has never been a distribution center for grain, and its garrison is obviously inferior to Yangzhou, Sizhou, and Tokyo. Recently, however, batches of grain have been heading north from Xiangzhou. The quantity of the grain is limited, and most of the grain is stored in the warehouse area by the port. As long as you get close and set a fire, you can reduce the amount of food that arrives in the capital by a few percent, and ruin Han Gang's hard work - no one will dare to do such a dirty thing.
"That official, you ......," Wang Yi wanted to speak and stopped.
"Don't worry, it's already arranged. It's a big deal to make an example of a hundred! Han Gang touched the smooth and clear Ru kiln porcelain cup and smiled slightly.
There is only green tea in the cup. This kind of fried Qingchong tea soup is not in line with the taste of the times, but Han Gang likes it very much. In Xiangzhou after autumn, it is still a little stuffy, in order to remove moisture, there is a lot of pepper in the meal, and after eating, I don't drink clear tea, and my mouth is always a little sour.
After taking a sip of the slightly astringent tea soup, he said to Wang Yi: "Xianghan Cao has luck, and it will probably be the end of the year." When the time comes, I will prepare to go to the Son of Heaven and build a track in Hebei. The first step is to go from the Yellow River to Dingzhou. Next, from the Daimyo Mansion in Beijing, to Cangzhou and Zhending Mansion, and the Dazhou Mansion in Hebei, all of them can be connected by tracks. β
Wang Yi, who pulled out the hairpin and sat in front of the dresser, was holding a boxwood comb and combing a green silk, turned around suspiciously, "The official wants to go to Hebei to repair the track......," she thought about it outside, "This is to remind the Son of Heaven that Hebei is more important than Shaanxi." β
Wang Yi replied to the question, and Han Gang smiled, "If you go to the Jinshi examination, one way is to spend ten years studying hard, and then you can grasp the title of the gold list with eight or nine points." The other way is that as long as you open up the joints, you can get the middle that year,"
How smart a woman Wang Yi is? I had already understood what Han Gang meant, but he still cooperated: "The latter one is very risky, right?" β
"Of course, the success rate is about four or five percent. If you find a suitable way - such as a high-ranking official like Weifu - you can add one and a half percent. But if something bad happens, it's a great crime. Han Gang's smile retracted, and his voice sank, "You say, which way to choose?" β
"Of course, the previous path is always stable, and the grasp of eight or nine points is basically steady. The latter road, found out, is a dead end. Wang Yi's expression was solemn, Han Gang's words were clearly saying that if he wanted to capture Western Xia in one fell swoop, the difficulty was too great, "Is it so risky to attack Western Xia?!" β
"From the point of view of the use of troops, this is already very high. If you can't get out of battle, you won't fight until you win everything, this is just a dream. Ordinary soldiers are used outside, their heads are tied to the waist of their trousers, and no matter how big the advantage is before the war, as long as there is a small negligence on the battlefield, the whole army may be annihilated. Looking at his shocked wife, Han Gang said, "Do you really think that your husband is in Hehuang and Guangxi, relying on famous generals and strong soldiers, and easily picking up credit?" It's all about worrying, worrying about whether you can see the sun tomorrow, and the grasp is so big, if you change someone to do it, you can lose and take off the dirty pants. Han Gang sneered, "If it weren't for the tricky matter, how could a shallow irrigation garden with such a shallow foundation be able to snatch those high-ranking generals?!" β
Wang Yi stood up and asked the maid to take off her robe, wearing only a moon-white robe. She frowned tightly in the room, "The court also looks at talents when employing people. There are not many people who can compare to officials. β
"Thank you for the compliment." Han Gang chuckled, leaned over and pulled Wang Yi over, hugged him and sat on his lap. The elasticity pressed against his two thighs almost made him forget his words. After thinking about it for a while, he said, "The seed was originally going to invite me to Yanyan Road. He can see that in the past two years, he has a fifty or sixty percent certainty, coupled with famous generals such as Chong Ge, strong troops such as the Western Army, and a little reputation for his husband in logistics, even if he can't hit Xingqing Mansion, he won't be defeated, so he wants to gamble. β
"Are you sure you can't win a bet?" Wang Yi asked.
"Let's not mention whether we can capture Xingqing Mansion. If the battle in the west is in full swing, and the Pi Room Army and the Gong Branch Army suddenly go south to attack Hebei, how can this battle be fought? The Son of Heaven also had to worry about the Khitans fighting all the way to the edge of the Yellow River. Does anyone want to see the officials and troops here attack Xingqing Mansion, and the pontoon bridges on the Yellow River over there have to be burned to defend against the Khitan? β
Wang Yi shook his head, of course this is impossible. Hebei is the weight of the family and the country, without Hebei, Kaifeng is the walnut that has been knocked out of the shell, let the mermaid meat, and the loss of Liangguang can not lose Hebei.
"Therefore, it should not be difficult to convince the Son of Heaven to plan for the husband, just like the analogy played in front of the husband, one has eight or nine points of certainty, but it has to delay a little time, and the other is a maximum of five or six points, it is easy to say if you win, and it will be difficult to recover for more than ten years if you lose."
Wang Yi nodded slowly, and if she decided, she would definitely choose her husband's plan, not the one who planted it.
"With the financial, manpower and material resources that the imperial court can use, as long as there is a period of two years, it will be easy to pave the track from the Yellow River to Baozhou, and at that time, Hebei will be stable......" Han Gang put his arms around his wife's slender waist like a girl, and said in her ear: "Think about it, the Khitans have just gathered troops and horses in Mandarin Ducks, and I can go to the front line with 10,000 or 20,000 forbidden troops here." When several important state capitals in Hebei were laid tracks, it was the turn of the Khitans to worry about when the official army would fight. β
Ears itched by the warm breath, Wang Yi twisted his body very uncomfortably, but his strength was small, and he was out of breath after a few strokes, and pinched Han Gang's big hand on his lower abdomen, and asked, "What about Xixia here?" What the officials are going to do. β
Han Gang tightened his arms and proudly watched Wang Yi struggling in his arms, "Isn't the seed Zheng [Seed Tree] going to send troops, just let him send troops, but it's not Xingling, but Yinxia at the northern foot of Hengshan." As long as you don't cross the Hanhai Sea and cross the mountains, there is still not much difficulty in transporting grain. With the credit, presumably the farmer can also stop a little. β
"But that's the work of destroying the country, and it's still Western Xia, can the farmer let it go?" Wang Yi was still a little worried and stopped struggling. Just a handover made Zhang Dian sit in the position of the privy deputy, and Han Gang also became a bachelor of Longtu Pavilion.
To know the Dao, the status of Western Xia is far above Jiaozhi. In the north, there are few Song people who have never heard of Western Xia, and in the south, there are only a few who know how to cross their toes. Once this is done, it will be the wealth of generations, and the fame of the ages.
"It's not that after defeating Yinxia, the credit for attacking Xingqing Mansion will not be their share. The whole family is a smart person, the rice has to be eaten in one bite, and everything has to be done one by one, presumably they understand this truth. Han Gang paused, "And the words are still for the husband." The seed family has suffered too much in the two mansions, first of all, the seed Shiheng is an example, and then the seed is another one, presumably they will definitely hope that someone can support them in the two mansions, and at the same time, if there is a chance, they can also get support. β
Having said this, Han Gang didn't say much more, presumably Wang Yi can also understand that Han Gang, who is from the same family as Chong Jianzhong, has a lot of friendship with Chong Pu, and even has a good relationship with Chong Ge, is not a few steps away from the two mansions, once Han Gang sits firmly in the position of Zaizhi and does not make a big mistake, the seed family can be in peace for thirty years.
"It is difficult for the two roads of Yanyan and Huanqing to join forces, and the garrison of the party in Yinxia cannot resist such an attack, after seizing the land of Yinxia, as long as the officials and troops are not greedy for merit, it is not a problem to maintain the land of Yinxia, and it should continue to consume the national strength of Western Xia." Han Gang said.
"What about the Khitans?" Wang Yi turned his head to look at this Han Gang.
"If the Khitans want to get involved, let them in. In Hebei and Hedong, let them not find a chance, in Western Xia, ......" The corners of Han Gang's mouth curled up, and he smiled a little treacherously, "It's enough to rely on Hanhai to block it." The party members can't bear to be wreaking havoc in Xingling. When the time comes, those who lead the way for the officers and soldiers and fight side by side with us may still be the iron harriers of the party. β
Once the husband points out the country, he is full of energy, not a demented scholar at home babbling madly, but a famous minister in the world discussing the country's strategy against the enemy. As if she was charmed, Wang Yi raised her hand and stroked the smile lines on the corner of Han Gang's mouth.
Han Gang grabbed the troublesome little hand, opened his mouth and bit it. The fingertips were sandwiched between his lips and teeth, and Wang Yi trembled.
Wang Yi didn't twitch or move, allowing Han Gang to bite his fingertips gently, but his body kept trembling. She knew Han Gang's wish very well, endured the hot flow of Dao in her body, and asked encouragingly: "Listening to what the official said so much, do you really plan to go to Hebei?" β
"How so?!" Han Gang Ha Lu Ha Da smiled, "Isn't it possible for the imperial court to find someone to take charge of this little matter?" recommended Li Mingzhong to take the lead, and then sent someone at the helm, and the financial and manpower of the imperial court were piled up, and they were all going to Duoli for two years. β