Chapter 109: Focus on Yanzhou
The next day, when Fang Zhongyong took out the prepared recitals from the sleeves of his official robes, he was surprised to find that the two recitals were actually in the sleeves. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
After thinking about it, it was probably when I went out to send Wang Ziyue by myself, and Ma Erya helped tidy it up. So I opened it on the spot, looked at the contents of the two copies, and then cautiously put away one of them and started the other.
Zhao Zhen saw Fang Zhongyong's actions, and he was infinitely curious, and said, "Fang Aiqing wrote two notes?" Present them all to me. β
Fang Zhongyong said yes and put the two copies in the hands of the little eunuch who came to ask for them.
After staying in the court, as soon as he walked outside the Donghua Gate, he saw Ouyang Xiu driving a horse from behind to catch up, riding side by side with Fang Zhongyong, and said: "Fan Zhongyan Fan Xianggong is holding a banquet at his house today to wash the dust, is Lord Fang going with him?" Or go along? β
Fang Zhongyong thought about it, the revision of the living note in the past few days was not on his own duty, and there was nothing to do, so he naturally responded with a smile, and went to the Fan Mansion with Ouyang Xiu.
When they arrived at Fan's Mansion, a servant had already come forward to lead the horse and tie the horse, Ouyang Xiu and Fang Zhongyong stepped into the courtyard back and forth, and across the courtyard, they could already hear the laughter of the New Year's reunion.
When I came to the living room, I saw Fan Zhongyan in good spirits, his beard had grown a lot, and he was tucked into the beard sleeve, with a beautiful bearded man-like appearance.
Seeing Ouyang Xiu and Fang Zhongyong coming, Fan Zhongyan was also very happy, and greeted him with his clothes, smiling at the other party Zhongyong and said: "Xiao Fang, what a competitive child, live up to the old man's expectations for you." β
Fang Zhongyong smiled with a flattered smile: "Favor Xiang, the kid is flattered." β
It was so playful that the whole room laughed.
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Ma Erya bit the bamboo pipe on the pen and meditated on revising her "The Legend of Zhen Huan".
Xu is due to lack of scheming, the early free chapter sales of the Er Ya version of "The Legend of Zhen Huan" did not get good market feedback, Chai Lin decided to suspend the printing and distribution of this drama book, and let Er Ya revise it.
However, the beauties, concubines, mothers, queens and queen mothers in Erya's pen all have a strong nonsensical color, and it is difficult for people to substitute for the kind of palace struggle that is about to break out.
After thinking about it, Ma Erya felt that it was better to ask Teacher Cang and Wang Ziyue for ideas.
Teacher Cang was busy hanging lanterns in front of the courtyard, and was easily urged by Ma Erya to come down from the ladder. As soon as I heard Ma Erya talk about the playbook, she retreated again and again, and the sound of "farewell" rang out one after another.
However, Ma Erya never gave up, she hooked Teacher Cang with her right hand and left hand, as if Wang Ziyue was lying on Fang Zhongyong's body that day, and suppressed Teacher Cang, forcing her to say one, three, and five.
Teacher Cang was helpless, so he had to take Ma Erya's playbook, and looked at it reluctantly.
Mr. Cang has been in Xia Zhu's house for many years, and he knows that people who write articles are all treating their articles as if they are their own children, and they can say a thousand things and ten thousand things are not, but if others say that the last sentence is not good, they will cause the other party to be very unhappy.
As for the struggle between such women, how could Teacher Cang, who had experienced Xia Mansion, not know the details? Naturally, I think that this thing written by Ma Erya is a little naΓ―ve.
I couldn't resist Erya in every way, so I had to promise her and help her change it.
Wang Ziyue has recently studied medicine to the fullest, and he is also a master who is good at grasping experimental products, in addition to his own experiments, acupuncture and moxibustion and other things, he always has to find someone else to test it himself.
If you don't catch three or two, Wang Ziyue's painting style in the eyes of the people in Fangfu has also changed greatly, there is no way, this is also a spirit of dedication to the medical cause of the Great Song Dynasty.
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Xia Zhu came to Yanzhou, in the huge contrast between the desolation of the border and the prosperity of Bianjing, and he missed his relatives every festival.
However, he was originally an orphan, his adoptive parents have passed away, and he has neither brothers nor sisters, so all he can miss is the old wife who was in Bianjing and had trouble with him.
But no matter how lonely it is, happiness is still the theme that Xia Zhu is unwilling to change in his life.
He looked at the sky and said to Liu Ping beside him: "What are the beauties nearby, game, you can learn to touch them, let's go, and take the old man to try it together." β
Liu Ping had a look of "you asked the right person", and just like this, he walked with Xia Zhu one after the other, and walked towards the gentle township.
Not far away, the lurking Western Xia spies saw this scene and quickly used the tea falcon to transmit the information back to Li Yuanhao's camp.
Li Yuanhao leaned on a tiger skin blanket, listened to his military advisor's chatter, waved his hand indifferently, and let the maid who was playing song and dance in front of him continue to dance, but his eyebrows squinted at the wild Lidulan next to him.
Ye Li Dulan smiled slightly, nodded, poured a glass of mare's milk wine for Li Yuanhao, leaned on his ear again, bit his ear and said, "Don't worry, it's all arranged, there is a knife on the head of the color word." β
"Yanzhou is a critical territory, there are many capable people in the Song Dynasty, and Zhao Zhen, the emperor of the Song Dynasty, also knows it. Otherwise, a person who had been a high-ranking official as a privy deputy would not have been sent to guard the town. It's a pity that this Xia Zhu, hum, is a little mediocre and has no ambitions. β
Li Yuanhao took the mare's milk wine with a smile, and gnawed at the cherry lips of Ye Lidulan.
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In Fan Zhongyan's mansion, a large group of pavilion scholars were standing in front of the map, listening to Fang Zhongyong's analysis of the current situation. The reception meeting soon became a strategic mobilization meeting that worried about the country and the people under the guidance of Fan Zhongyan's personality charm of "the worries of the world" and Fang Zhongyong's technical advancement.
Fang Zhongyong pointed his long finger at Yanzhou on the map, first drew a small circle with his index finger on the word Yanzhou, and then expanded the range and gently drew a large circle.
"The military situation in the area of Yanzhou has been abandoned for a long time, and now it is impossible to build a whole Great Wall to guard against the enemy like Qin Shi Huang.
However, our army is not good at field warfare, and it often takes more than ten years to practice cavalry and archery kung fu, and the cost is too high. β
Fang Zhongyong said as he drew all the way on the map: "Build fortresses and forts, and make them into combat units that are horns of each other, scattered among the main states and counties,"
Finally, Fang Zhongyong's finger stopped at a point, which was northeast of Yanzhou City. He clicked there repeatedly, looked at a group of young civil officials of the New Law School with blazing eyes, and said with a slight pressure in his voice:
"Qingjian City, two hundred miles northeast of Yanzhou City, is an excellent strategic point. Using it as a base, to the right, it can consolidate the defense of Yanzhou, and to the left, it can connect the grain routes of the Hedong Prefectures. The most important thing is its north, which is adjacent to the two states of Yin and Xia in Western Xia, and can be attacked at close range.
In other words, this is a very important strategic base that can be attacked and defended. β