Fan Zhongyan was old after all, so he hurried over and took Fan Zhen, and his body couldn't hold it, but he was still a little worried. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Erlang, is that alcohol really that amazing? Can it be related to the life and death of the Great Song Dynasty? ”

Wang Ningan smiled, "The old minister has led the army, what is the most precious in the army?" ”

Fan Zhongyan raised his white eyebrows and said with a smile: "The army is naturally the most valuable soldier in a hundred battles, with the presence of the old soldier, you can stabilize the morale of the army, and it will not be defeated, the more old soldiers, the more tenacious the soldiers, they can't be defeated, they can't be dragged down!" It's just that the old pawn is not easy to get, the general died in a hundred battles, and the strong man returned in ten years. Licking blood on the head of the knife every day, adding new wounds to old wounds on the body, if you are not careful, you will die. ”

Fan Zhongyan squinted his eyes, as if he had returned to the northwest battlefield, thousands of soldiers were lying on the ground wailing, heavy blood, miserable wounds, purulent and rotten, one by one, a good young man, dying of pain, indiscriminately, every day someone carried the corpse and threw it out, even if they died, their eyes were painful struggles......

Thinking of this, Fan Zhongyan couldn't help but reddened his eyes.

Wang Ningan said with a smile: "Old man, when the embankment broke last year, I wrote a health regulation, which combined with alcohol to disinfect wounds, which can save at least seventy percent of the wounded soldiers. ”

"What?"

Fan Zhongyan was shocked, seventy percent, what kind of concept is that, even if the medicine is sufficient, the wounded in front of the army can only survive thirty percent, and many times there is not even one percent.

If seventy percent of them survive, after a few battles, these veterans will grow into pawns and become the backbone of the Great Song army. The Song people are not as weak as they imagined that Chinese, if it were not for the two Northern Expeditions, Zhao Er would have exhausted the foundation left by his eldest brother, and with the fierce pawns of the Great Song Dynasty, he could completely fight one-on-one with the Liao soldiers!

As Wang Ningan said, this alcohol is really about life and death!

Fan Zhongyan didn't say a word, and begged for a jar to go back, and he had to study it carefully to see if the effect was really so magical.

Lao Fan left, Yan Shu and Yu Jing also said goodbye, only Ouyang Xiu was left, the old master twisted his beard, and stood side by side with Wang Ningan, he suddenly smiled, "You just made a killing move, right?" ”

Wang Ningan did not deny it, but asked: "Shouldn't some people die?" ”

Ouyang Xiu was stunned for a long time, and let out a long breath, "Erlang, the king and the scholars share the world, not the common people!" ”

I really didn't expect that Ouyang Xiu would understand such an esoteric truth, Wang Ningan was shocked, random and disapproving, and shook his head.

Ouyang Xiu was surprised, "I thought you would envy the scholars, and then you would study under the teacher and take the road of advancement in the imperial examination?" ”

"Drunkard, to be honest, I envy scholars, but now I feel that such scholars are really shameful! I, Wang Ning'an, am a good man, how can I be in the same court with pigs and dogs! ”

It's rare that Ouyang Xiu didn't get angry, but just said: "I hope you can keep this heart intact, the old man has nothing to say." Ouyang Xiu turned around to leave, but after walking a few steps, he turned his horse's head again, "Erlang, listen to the old man, Fan Zhen is damned, but it's not for you to do it, the old man found a way to demote him to Lingnan, to the land of insects and snakes, the land of smoke and miasma, he won't live long, he deserves it." ”

In the final analysis, Ouyang Xiu still can't get rid of the interests of the scholar group, and he can't blame him, after all, Ouyang Xiu has read books for most of his life, relatives and friends, and protégés are all in this circle, and he should always take care of the incense.

And the old master felt that when he arrived in Lingnan, he would be punished, which was more terrible than killing him, and the punishment was cruel enough!

But Wang Ning'an doesn't see it that way, the wild land in the eyes of the Great Song Dynasty people is a rich land in Wang Ning'an's eyes, maybe Fan Town has passed, eating 300 lychees a day, happy like a fairy, and he is unwilling to go back to the capital!

You must not be cheap to the old horseman, but you can't kill him casually, there is a lesson from Xia Wei's past, if you don't get it right, you will be honored after death, isn't it just fulfilling the old horseman's wish, can't, absolutely can't......

Wang Ningan was worried, but he didn't know that although Fan Zhen had been taken down, the evil he had just started had just begun.

The smuggling trade, which was originally good, came to a halt due to Fan Zhen's sudden dispatch of troops to make trouble, and the upper echelons of the Liao State were originally quite numb.

The two sides have not fought for decades, the Great Song Dynasty Wentian is martial, and the Liao State is even more so.

Fan Zhen made the private trade clear, and the upper echelons of the Liao State suddenly woke up, and they noticed that the price of grain had skyrocketed due to the outflow of grain from the Liao State. The people at the bottom complained.

Although the Liao State did not care about the people who were as humble as weeds, they were unwilling to suffer losses, and for a time the number of Liao patrols on the border increased more than tenfold, and the smuggling trade came to an abrupt end.

In addition, the cavalry of the Liao State was not willing to patrol honestly, and frequently went south to fight the grass valley, and the entire Song-Liao border was shocked three times a day, and there were constantly Liao soldiers going south, burning, killing and looting, and doing all kinds of evil.

When they got the news, the faces of Fan Zhongyan and the others were extremely ugly, and even Ouyang Xiu reflected, just exiled Fan Zhen to Lingnan, is it worthy of the innocent people? Is it worthy of the Great Song Dynasty?

"A month and a half, as long as it lasts another month and a half, the winter will pass, the grain from the south will be brought up, and more whales will be caught at sea, and the people will live. Fan Zhen Pifu, you damn it! ”

Ouyang Xiu gritted his teeth, but he was helpless.

Fan Zhongyan sighed, "Don't say anything else, the top priority is to deal with the soldiers of the Liao State, immediately send someone to find Jia Xianggong, ask him to mobilize men and horses, strictly guard against death, and never let the Liao soldiers come in, we must resolutely fight back, and every inch of land will be fought for!" ”

Lao Fan is still sober, at this time the Great Song Dynasty is too weak, once the Liao soldiers come in, the displaced people everywhere, there is no way out, they are likely to be bought by the Liao soldiers, even if they are not bought, the displaced people will desperately flee south.

On a cold day, lack of food and clothing, a heavy snowfall, and dead bodies everywhere. Thinking of this, Fan Zhongyan's scalp was numb.

I am most afraid of internal and external troubles, but I am most afraid of what will come!

Fan Zhen forced Li Wujian to light candles and wine, and dozens of carts of supplies, like a super torch, told the Liao soldiers that something had happened to the Great Song Dynasty, so come and grab it!

Originally, Fan Zhongyan still had a trace of pity in his heart, and felt that Fan Zhen was also going straight on the right path, but his head was too dead, but now he didn't have the slightest sympathy.

It is said that corrupt officials and traitors mislead the country, and such self-proclaimed loyal ministers will also mislead the country!

Alas!

Fan Zhongyan has no time to take care of the affairs of Fan Town, his mind is full of how to defend the Liao soldiers, and other places are fine, but in this section of Cangzhou, the Yellow River enters the Baigou River, and the Song and Liao are sitting on the natural danger, and the Liao soldiers are stepping on the ice, and they can go south at any time, and the two-hundred-mile defense line, the Great Song Dynasty is less than 10,000 horses, which is simply overstretched, and how to resist the Liao soldiers is really big.

……

"Ning An, dad is going to the battlefield." Wang Liangjing pondered his emotions for a long time before he said it, but found that the family members at the table did not react, as if they hadn't heard it!

He coughed twice, "I'm going to fight with the Liao soldiers this time." ”

Wang Ningze raised his head and smirked, "Chop off a few more dog heads and come back!" ”

Wang Liangjing was full of pride, patted his young son, looked at Wang Ningan again, and instructed: "Take good care of the family, my father will not embarrass the Wang family." ”

Wang Ningan lowered his head and pulled the rice in the bowl, put down the empty bowl, and smiled at his father, "I'm sorry, because I'm going too!" ”

"What?"

Wang Liangjing was shocked and shook his head again and again, "Ning An, don't talk nonsense, you are still too young, you can't go, you can't go." ”

Bai's mood was very heavy, but he didn't object, "Fight tiger brothers, go into battle with father and son, Ning'an is fifteen years old for the New Year, it's not small, I'm willing to do it, what are you reluctant to do!" ”

The mother and son have already discussed it, and Wang Liangjing has been restless in the past few days, either walking the horse, or wiping the horse lance, and running to the ancestral hall, sitting in front of Wang Gui's statue for most of the night, what he was thinking, his family didn't know.

Seeing that his family was clear, but he was the only one in the dark, Wang Liangjing scratched his head embarrassedly, and his face sank randomly.

"Ning An, it's not that Dad won't let you go, it's really too dangerous this time, Dad is the commander of Cangzhou, and he has the responsibility to defend the territory, and the Liao soldiers are so rampant, if you don't give them some color, you will be a six-foot man!" Wang Liangjing sighed again, "It's just that our cavalry has not been trained, the trained war horses have not grown up, the soldiers have not run in, and many people have never seen blood." No matter how you look at it, the odds are not great, Dad wants to ......"

Wang Liangjing wanted to continue, but Bai stopped him.

"Don't say anything sad, you are my man, you must come back alive, otherwise, otherwise I will follow you!"

The usually weak Bai clan was so strong, Wang Liangjing opened his mouth wide in amazement, not knowing what to say.

Wang Ningan said with a sullen head: "Dad, don't worry, we won't die, and we will win a big battle!" ”

"Are you sure?" Wang Liangjing asked in surprise.

Wang Ningan stretched out his slap, "At least fifty percent, in fact, I have made a lot of preparations in the past year, but whether it can be done or not depends on the battlefield." ”

Wang Ningan pretended to be relaxed, clasped his hands, and said with a smile: "Dad, the ancients had to kill people and sacrifice flags when they went to war, so that they could succeed in the battle, and this time we will also kill a damned person!" Add color to our father and son! ”

……

Fan Zhen, the deputy envoy of Hedong Road, broke into the alcohol workshop, caused a big disaster, was dismissed from his official position by Fan Zhongyan, and was taken care of on the spot, and two days later, he was escorted to Fan Zhen to the Daimyo's Mansion.

On the way, the team escorting Fan Zhen encountered the cavalry of the Liao State beating the grass valley, and a killing, the Song soldiers were scattered, and Fan Zhen also lost his trace.

After two months, the spring flowers bloomed, there was a family carrying the water from the manure tank, went to the field to fertilize, and as a result, a corpse was fished out of the manure tank, and the frightened immediately reported to the official, after the Yamen investigation, it was found that this person had a purple gold fish bag, which is a thing that can only be worn by the three grades, the local government was so frightened that the soul was not possessed, and immediately went to the book, and the court sent Qin to send it down, and soon determined the identity, this is the missing Fan Zhen Fan Lord, although he is not of enough grade, but during the period of serving as an official, he got a special gift to wear it.

This person has been a clear stream all his life, but he died in the dirtiest place and became a laughing stock for a while......