Han Gang slapped the board for Zhe Keshi's opinion, and this time the collegial discussion was finalized.

The congregation saluted Han Gang and left. Han Gang's staff are all Qi disciples, and they have a deep friendship with each other, and they all go together after going out, only Zhi Keshi is alone, and he is separated from others by several steps.

Han Gang watched from behind, with a little headache. Could it be that the gap between civil and military is so big? But among his classmates, his popularity is not bad. Not to mention the exchanges in the past study days, that is, in recent years, Chong Jianzhong has changed from a civilian job to a military position, but there are still many classmates who visit him. Han Gang even heard the rumor that he traveled with his classmates and wrote poems and sang harmoniz.

Maybe it's still a matter of the portal's opinion, or maybe it's his own value that makes him hostile to everyone. Han Gang frowned slightly. Not to mention the status of the Zhe family, even Zhi Keshi's own military talent is enough to be worthy of Guo Kui and Han Gang's attention to him. If the disciples of Qi Science were all so petty, it would be too disappointing.

However, when Zhi Keshi walked to the corner of the corridor, he saw Huang Sheng and a few classmates walking up to talk. Although next, a few people turned around the corridor and couldn't see their figures, but at that glance, Han Gang could clearly see that the atmosphere between them was not-for-tat stiff.

That's a good thing, and it would be nice if the relationship between the two sides could continue to progress.

Putting down his worries, Han Gang turned back to the hall, took care of the many remaining official duties, and waited for the arrival of his wife and children.

"Longtu, ma'am, they've arrived." Before nightfall, Han Gang's family finally arrived in Taiyuan City.

After a few months, only correspondence was communicated, and the wives and concubines and children who were far away in the capital really made Han Gang miss him. Even if his heart is like a stone, he can't help but miss his family. Unable to fulfill filial piety by his parents' side, nor can he accompany his wife and children, Han Gang is very derelict in his duties as a son, husband and father. In the deep boudoir, Wang Yi and the others could not help but have the resentment of their penchanistic husband looking for a marquis, but when they saw their husbands who had lost a few points, they put their full resentments behind, but complained that Han Gang would not take care of himself, and he didn't know how to pay attention to his body.

And the children were overjoyed to see their father. Although Han Gang is strict with his children when they check their homework, they are not so strict with their homework after they are done. Especially in the position of the same group of pastors in Beijing, Han Gang is very leisurely, pointing to all things in nature and telling interesting stories, teaching archery and horses, and taking his children out to play together, compared to Wang Yi, who often picks the ruler and beats the three sons and daughters who have entered school and enlightened to tears.

The journey was tiring, and the children's physical strength was exhausted. Before eating, I was still energetic, and after eating, I couldn't open my eyes one by one. When Wang Yi saw this, he asked his nurse and his maid to lead him to the room to sleep.

The children of the family returned to their room, and only Han Gang and his wife and concubine were left in the main house.

Without outsiders and children to watch, Han Gang didn't have to pretend to be dignified, reached over Wang Yi's waist, and said with a smile: "In the past few months, the lady has worked hard." ”

Wang Yi glanced at her husband, although it was a good word of approval, but Han Gang said it with his current actions, always with a taste of ridicule.

"The officials say this every time they come back, but once they go out, they leave the slaves and children behind, and they can't think of sending someone to pick them up within half a year."

"Shouldn't the officials be happy?" Zhou Nan asked with a chuckle.

Yan Suxin pretended to help Han Gang defend: "The official is alone, but he has always been clean. ”

In fact, there are a lot of beautiful women who send Han Gang, and young officials who are alone are the easiest to be attracted to women, but Han Gang is not free, and his appetite has also been raised, where can vulgar fans be seen, and half-jokingly: "Clean yourself is too busy for your husband to think about, and I will think about it when I am free." ”

Wang Yi listened, turned his head and ignored Han Gang. Han Gang couldn't cry or laugh, "What about laughing for your husband, what kind of flying vinegar is this?" ”

Zhou Nan said with a smile: "My sister's vinegar smell is not as much vinegar as there is on the official table." ”

"The dishes made by the third brother are sour enough."

There are many pasta in Shanxi, and due to water and soil reasons, it is very acidophilic. When the Western Army went into battle, in addition to the regular grain and straw, as well as the glutinous rice [the marching dry food of the Northern Song Dynasty], salt and sauce were indispensable. And the Hedong Army went into battle, in addition to salt and sauce, it also had to be more old vinegar. In order to make it easier to carry, the army soaked a foot of coarse cloth in a liter of old vinegar, and after absorbing the vinegar, it was taken out to dry, making an ancient-style convenient seasoning. When eating, throw a piece of vinegar cloth into the soup, which is a bowl of sour soup.

Han Gang has been in Hedong for a few months, and the taste has slowly changed unconsciously, and the vinegar smell of the wine and vegetables that are washed away tonight is quite strong.

"Jealous? The husband did eat too much vinegar. Han Gang said and stood up slowly, paced two steps, and blocked the door. As soon as his smile turned, he became proud: "My husband once heard that eating too much vinegar gives birth to a daughter, and eating too much alkali gives birth to a son." Since taking office, I have been drinking vinegar every day, and I will raise it for so many days, and I just want to try it to work. ”

The secret of the boudoir room could not be announced, but when they got up the next day, everyone felt that Han Gang was glorious and energetic, as if he had changed a person.

Han Gang was busy with state affairs in Hedong, and for a few months, he was like a bowstring that was stretched out, and it was tightened more and more. And the arrival of Wang Yi, Yun Niang, Su Xin, and Zhou Nan made Han Gang fully take care of his life. The night passed, not only physically happy, but also mentally relaxed, and his nerves, which had been tense for months, were also slightly relaxed because of this.

But it is impossible to be ridiculous in politics. Just like in the capital, every morning the Son of Heaven and the Zaizhi are inevitably discussing the affairs of the Chongzheng Palace. In local prefectures and counties, early in the morning, diligent state officials and county officials would gather their subordinates to arrange the next day's tasks.

It's just that not all officials will persist for too long in the regular meeting, and officials like Han Gang, who will convene their subordinates on time and do not delay at all as long as they are in the governance office, are actually rare, and most of them will indulge in the scenery of the lake and mountains, the willow bank poplars, calling friends, drinking and writing poems. Ten years of cold windows is not for working day and night.

On the morning of the next day, Han Gang summoned the officials below the Department of Economic Strategy and unified their views. Basically, Han Gang's prestige was already extremely high, and it didn't take much effort for him to master the Hedong Economic Strategy Division, and several officials didn't have the courage to contradict his decision. Although they were convinced by their mouths, they were not necessarily convinced in their hearts, but before Han Gang poked out the big basket, they could only be honest and obedient.

When Han Gang set the tone, it didn't take much to get the upper and lower levels to agree to send 3,000 cavalry to assist the planters, while the remaining cavalry assisted the foot soldiers to defend the village.

Shortly after the order to mobilize the cavalry and the recitals to the court for this purpose were issued, Han Gang received another piece of news from the capital. After quietly browsing it, he directly found a firehead, burned the small piece of paper, and recorded it as usual.

The news of the Son of Heaven's recent poor condition did not move Han Gang. It's not that he doesn't worry about Zhao Hao's health problems, and it's not that he doesn't care about the consequences of Zhao Hao becoming the Son of Heaven of the Great Song Dynasty, it's just that the letter states that the Son of Heaven is presiding over the court meeting, and since he can still sit in the court and perform his duties, then the situation is not so much to worry about. Maybe the Son of Heaven is indeed in poor health, but how can it be delayed until a few years later, even if the entire army of Yanzhou is wiped out, he will not die on the spot.

“…… Perhaps. Han Gang muttered to himself without much certainty. It's not a half-immortal who can pinch and calculate, and the matter of longevity really can't be determined.

Zhao Ji's health is not good for a day or two, so as soon as he gets sick, he jumps in the chickens and dogs outside the city. If it were him, how many people would think that Han Yukun, a disciple of the Medicine King, would die for a long time if he was dizzy?

Han Gang has actually always had such a hidden worry in his heart. But it wasn't something he could worry about. The current situation is clearly the result of Zhao Ji's successive mistakes. If it weren't for his eagerness for quick success and quick success, he would not have the current predicament.

I don't know if Xu Xi himself has the power to return to heaven, and the safety of Yanzhou now depends on his ability. Success in a reversal when everyone is not optimistic about Lu is not uncommon in history. Han Gang has always believed that sticking to Yanzhou is never the best choice, but he has never thought that this is a sure defeat.

It's not that Han Gang is conceited, if he were to be himself or Guo Kui, he would be seventy or eighty percent sure that he would be able to defend Yanzhou. In other words, if it is led by other generals, it will never be inferior. If Xu Xi could hand over the responsibility of guarding Yanzhou to either Gao Yongneng or Qu Zhen, he would never be as worried as he is now.

But the grasp of holding Yin and Xia Erzhou is 100 percent, and by the way, most of the attacking Western Thieves and Western Thieves' reinforcements will not return. If you go into battle, you will die, and the greater the risk, the more you will die. Han Gang never thought that it was necessary to take a risk when there was another choice, even if that risk was only two or three percent. From the beginning of facing Lingzhou City, his attitude has always been like this.

Unfortunately, the emperor always made the wrong choice. At present, regardless of the success or failure of Yanzhou, Han Gang himself is far away in Taiyuan, and he is really beyond the reach of the whip. However, if the Liao State wants to make an inch, as long as the Western Army has not been injured to the foundation, it can only be a pipe dream, and Han Gang doesn't mind kicking them awake.

Involuntarily, the picture of kicking a group of Khitan nobles flashed in my mind. Half disgusting, half self-deprecating, Han Gang couldn't help but laugh a few times for a while.

"What are you laughing at?" In the darkness, a familiar voice sounded in my ears.

As soon as Han Gang's laughter was stopped, his left hand reached out to the beautiful cook: "Haven't slept yet?" ”

"Hmm......" Yan Su twisted uncomfortably and slapped Han Gang's hand away, "Isn't the official also asleep?" ”

"The husband is thinking about how to cure the Khitans, and now they are proud!"

"Officials have a way?!" Yan Suxin stood up on his elbow and asked with surprise. Even if she didn't know much about the situation outside, she still knew which side was the real threat to Da Song.

Han Gang sighed softly: "It's because I can't do it now, so I can only think about it at night." When you really want to do it, you have to give orders in the White Tiger Festival Hall. ”

Yan Suxin was quiet and didn't ask any more questions, but her delicate body leaned close to Han Gang. It seems that he wants to use the warmth on his body to comfort his frustrated beloved.

Han Gang hugged the beautiful concubine who took the initiative to post it, and instantly understood Yan Suxin's change in mood. Although there is a sentence that I haven't had time to say later to explain the misunderstanding, there is no need to say it at this time.

"Don't say these inappropriate words." Han Gang turned over and chuckled in Yan Suxin's ear, "The Spring Festival is short, let's do something appropriate." If you are a husband, you don't believe it, and you can't give birth to a sister to Jin Niang. ”

"Official...... Don't ......"

From the weak refusal of a pair of small hands on his chest, accompanied by a whisper, Han Gang found that the delicate body under him suddenly became hot. The joy of the middle of the night dissipated the depression in his heart for a while.

It's a pity that the beautiful spring light in the Taiyuan Mansion is only in the middle of the night when no one whispers. The slaughter in the cold winter from the two directions in the northwest has invaded the 30,000 Song soldiers who are alone in Yanzhou like a torrent.

When the north of Hengshan was shrouded in the gloom of late autumn, the harassment of the surrounding area of Yanzhou also reached its peak. At the same time, the first Western Xia battle flag appeared under the city of Yanzhou.

Xu Xi smiled confidently: "It's finally here." ”