After more than 4 hours of sunshine is over, the sky is still bright after 0:00 p.m. in the future. ~Sui~Dream~Small~Say~щ~Suimеng~LāUnder such a 'night', Wu Ziyang brushed and wrote his diary. No candles, no oil lamps, just the light of the sky, you can write freely.

After a simple record of what happened today, Wu Ziyang wrote 'leave Helin City tomorrow', then stopped his pen and looked at this record with amazement. Wu Ziyang didn't know if this frustration was because he had to give up the Mongolian capital of Helin, or because he found that the scale of the city was even inferior to some wealthy county towns in the Great Song Dynasty after conquering the city.

"Isn't President Wu still sleeping? We will leave at dawn. Yang Tiexin's voice came from not far away.

Wu Ziyang closed the notebook and said with a smile: "It's going to be dawn soon, what are you waiting for?" ”

To the south of Yinshan, the sunset time is not much different from the night. Wu Ziyang has studied the definitions of sunshine time, sunset time, and night, but he doesn't think it makes much sense. After spending a few days with Lin, Wu Ziyang found that the textbook was far more scientific and rigorous than he had imagined. The so-called nightfall is not the same thing as getting dark. For hours between sunset and nightfall, you can easily read and write. Even in the so-called dark night, the sky is still gray, and people can still distinguish each other from a distance of more than ten meters. According to Hangzhou's daylight standard, it will be dawn in another four hours.

Yang Tiexin smiled: "Well, under such a geographical location, the benefits of living in a yurt are reflected. ”

Let him talk about such a relaxed topic, it can be seen that Yang Tiexin is in a good mood. After speaking, Yang Tiexin entered the headquarters. Looking at Yang Tiexin's back, Wu Ziyang was also in a good mood. When he went to the Northern Military Region, he not only came to be the head of the school society, but also to be responsible for the work of the school society in the Yinshan Military Region. Another important task is to investigate whether there is a problem of feudal and privatization in the military.

Standing up, Wu Ziyang decided to follow Yang Tiexin's advice and go to sleep. Leaving Helin tomorrow means being able to return to the normal sky. He spent a winter in the Yinshan War Zone and knew how dark it was in the winter north of Yinshan.

The troops set off after dawn, and Yang Tiexin and the others did not leave until six o'clock in the afternoon to follow the last wave of troops. In this case, by ten o'clock in the evening, they could reach the military station fifty miles away.

Walking in the silent and silent Helin City, looking at those quiet buildings, Wu Ziyang couldn't help but ask: "Will there be many Mongolians in Helin City at this time next year?" ”

"If they don't come to Helin, where should they go?" Yang Tiexin replied happily, this is the reason why he finally decided not to burn Helin City. This year, bury the Mongols in the ground. Next year, you will be able to harvest many, many new Mongols.

Wu Ziyang thought about it, but he didn't say anything. Before marching into Helin, the report had been sent to Hangzhou. There is no full-fledged talk of a 'home army' on the front line. Military personnel pay more and more attention to honor, so each unit boasts of the name of the 'certain military region', 'certain theater' or division in which it serves. Although it is rumored that there are one or two generals in other war zones who know what to think and say 'home army' to their subordinates, those war zones are not front-line war zones. Now that the war is still going on, probably the Zhao official family will not do it yet. When autumn came, and the Song army began to withdraw to the place of departure, it was probably the time when Zhao Guan's family cleaned up the army.

Seeing that Wu Ziyang didn't speak, Yang Tiexin didn't speak. The Song army withdrew from Helin neatly and cautiously, and safely embarked on the road to the south.

When the Song army entered Helin City, there seemed to be no Mongols around at all. On the third day after the Song army left, a small group of Mongols still entered the city of Helin. On the fifth day, the prince of Azobala, who had fled with his troops, returned to the mansion of Helin City. There was no one in the city, but the buildings were still there. Judging from the signs, the Song army once rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find money, but did not loot like the Mongols.

"Get some women to clean up." Looking at the messy house, the prince of Azobala.

"There's no one in the city." The subordinate replied.

The prince said angrily: "Then let the nearby tribes come to the city." ”

Hearing the order, his subordinates immediately went out to carry it out. The prince could only pick up a chair that fell to the ground by himself, because he did it himself, the prince snorted and said angrily: "Useless Song people! ”

According to the Mongols' custom, nothing is left wherever they go. What can be taken away will be taken away, and what cannot be taken will be destroyed. For example, if this chair falls into the hands of the Mongols, it must be lifted up and broken on the ground.

Soon, the nearby tribes received an order from the prince to relocate to Helin City. Some tribes were very happy about what a place to go to and Lin City. It is the Golden Horde of the Great Khan of Mongolia, even if the Great Khan has not returned to Helin for decades, it is still Shangjing, and it is a prosperous place for merchants to come and go. Those small tribes are not qualified to move to Helin at all.

There are also some tribes who do not choose to obey the order, they just send people to the city to greet the prince first. When the prince saw these people, he immediately ordered them to quickly sacrifice their children and slaves to the prince and the Mongol army as servants. The tribes that had already arrived in Horin had nowhere to escape, and they were all at a loss. The other tribal emissaries who had not migrated from the entire tribe were also afraid, but they felt that the tribe was safe.

Looking at the expressions of these guys, Azobala sneered in his heart, he had already sent his own pro-army to capture the tribes that had not migrated. Now the pro-forces have probably begun to move. Although he was sneering in his heart, part of it was anger. The prince felt that these poor ghosts were too ignorant, so they asked them to come to the city to serve the prince, but these people had to spend so much effort to push back and obstruct them. These poor ghosts are really hateful.

Let people bring the poor ghosts down, and the prince is waiting for the latest news. The news of the arrest and return did not arrive, and the news of the big tribes by the river hundreds of miles away arrived first. Kneeling in front of the prince, the messengers told in horror what they had seen. The descriptions were so incoherent that the prince had the guards give each of the messengers a few lashes before they stopped talking nonsense.

"Let me ask you, did those tribes kill a lot of people?" The prince asked. The messengers nodded repeatedly.

Wang Ye just heard these guys talk about how fierce Song Jun was, but he actually knew the result.

"Did any of those people flee to Helin's side?"

"Nope." "Didn't come." "They don't come."

"Let me ask you again, has Song Jun come here?"

The messengers replied, "Neither." The Song army was chasing and killing those tribes. It's getting farther and farther away from Helin. ”

The prince's face finally looked a little better. As long as Helin is fine, as for the life and death of those tribes, the prince can't control it at all. There are no dead people on the grassland, and the more people die, the more grasslands and rivers can be vacated.

When the prince captured tens of thousands of Mongolian tribes, let them concentrate in Helin. More than ten days have passed. The Song infantry had already swept away the nearby Mongol tribes along the way and returned safely to the starting point. News of the Song army's entry into Horin and the elimination of 100,000 Mongols reached Hangzhou.

These news first spread rapidly in the city. More than 20 years ago, the Great Song Dynasty was beheaded by the Mongols at every turn. Too many Song people who have experienced that era are alive, and when they hear such news, they all smile from the heart. Many people simply went to worship their ancestors and burned the newspaper that wrote the news.

For young urban populations, especially young people in their twenties, there is less excitement. They were no longer threatened by the Mongols from birth, and they grew up watching the Song army go from victory to victory. What I see is the achievements of the Great Song Dynasty in recovering their homeland. Many young people even have the impression that all the land within the Great Song Dynasty border in textbooks and newspapers has only been snatched away by the Mongols in the last two or three decades.

Zhao Jiaren didn't pay much attention to the news. According to surveys and estimates, the number of barbarians in the Great Song Kingdom is huge, and the total number may be between 10 million and 20 million. Even if the lower limit is taken down to 10 million, such a victory will have to come a hundred times to defeat the enemy. Therefore, Zhao Jiaren instructed that 'the future is bright, and the road is tortuous. Once again, I would like to thank the comrades for their hard work, and at the same time look forward to the comrades guarding against arrogance and rashness and perseverance. Until all the barbarians in the land of the Great Song Dynasty are completely wiped out. ’

Issuing this warrant, Zhao Jiaren was looking forward to the cavalry's report. According to incomplete statistics, the cavalry killed about 300,000 to 400,000 Mongols along the river in a few months. It is already late May, and according to the description of 'the north wind swept the white grass and folded, and the snow flew in August', the Song army could still fight for two more months.

In anticipation of the war in the north, Zhao Jiaren attended a meeting of the Ministry of Agriculture. The Ministry of Agriculture said, "This year, more than 400,000 poor people have migrated to Henan. Hopefully it will reach 500,000 next year. ”

Without waiting for the atmosphere of the meeting to be super hot, Zhao Jiaren poured a basin of cold water on him, "Are those people suitable for collective labor?" ”

"Huh?" Officials from the Ministry of Agriculture were overwhelmed by the words.

"Some people are good for working with people, and some people are not. It's not about whether they're good or bad, or their personal wishes. Many people are not capable of communicating effectively with others. Therefore, the Ministry of Agriculture has to think about management issues on its own. ”

As soon as Zhao Jiaren finished speaking, the vice minister of agriculture responded: "If you don't do a good job, let them get out!" ”

After Zhao Jiaren heard this, his brows almost furrowed deeply. He tapped his fingers lightly on the table, and then realized his gaffe. The meeting ended for more than forty minutes, and Zhao Jiaren watched those people leave the venue tiredly, and a cup of tea was handed to Zhao Jiaren. Turning his head, Zhao Jiaren's former secretary Zhao Ruoshui and current trainee secretary Zhao Qian stood beside him.

Zhao Ruoshui said to the eldest brother dissatisfied: "Big brother, our father is so tired, you have to be considerate of him." ”

"I really can't do the thing of serving tea and water." Zhao Qian also told the truth.

"Hmph, I'm going to get married soon. I'm really not at ease with handing this stall to you. Zhao Ruoshui said very dissatisfied.

Zhao Jiaren smiled, what his daughter said was a little padded jacket was really right. Expecting a science and engineering man like Zhao Qian to be able to ask for warmth like a cold man, that is, to seek a tiger with Pi. If he can really do it, Zhao Jiaren is a teacher who has the ability to make something out of nothing.

"Auntie, you are about to get married, and I will prepare more for you." Zhao Jiaren said with a smile.

"Dad, I'll make it clear. I am married, I don't want to marry into someone else's family. First, I'm not going to live in that guy's ancestral home, I'm going to buy my own house. Second, if I get pregnant, I have to go home to raise the baby and go home to have a baby. ”

Zhao Jiaren smiled: "Don't worry, I promise you." His daughter's request is just a very common request of women in the 2nd century, although some people will say that women are too realistic, but Zhao Jiaren feels that his own daughter, of course, must be taken care of.

"What if my mother doesn't agree?" Zhao Ruoshui hurriedly prepared all kinds of possibilities first.

"You don't have to worry about your mother, I can call the shots in this matter." Zhao Jiaren replied briskly.

Listening to his sister's request, Zhao Qian couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Dad, no wonder you promised my wife to go back to her parents' house to have a baby." ”

"This kind of thing, you have to conform to heaven and human feelings. Your wife gave birth to her first child, she has no experience, and you have no experience. Staying in our house, she is not at ease in her heart. It's not a matter of face, so let's not talk about face at this time. ”

"That's right, that's right." Zhao Ruoshui immediately echoed his father's words, "Brother, you just like to have nothing to do with a shelf." If people don't like it in their hearts, don't force them. ”

Zhao Qian couldn't help but roll his eyes, he knew that his sister was smart and clever, if she didn't show her young lady's temper, it would be quite likable. Of course, this means that if Zhao Ruoshui takes out the essence of a certain aspect of her, it will be painful.

Zhao Jiaren didn't answer his daughter's words, he asked Zhao Qian, "Da Lang, where do you think the main point of this meeting is." ”

"Dad, I see that they said that if they don't do a good job, let them get out, you seem to be very angry." Zhao Qian replied.

"Oh? It's that obvious? I thought I was an angry person. Zhao Jiaren sighed.

"Dad, we studied management in the military. Inside, the kind of method of expulsion if you feel unsatisfactory must not be used. This is what requires the world to revolve around itself. That's too capricious. I didn't expect the people in the Ministry of Agriculture to be so capricious. ”

"Wayward is nature. Humans are creatures like that. I'm actually worried that if you work at the grassroots level for a few more years, you will see more people who are not successful, and it will be so simple and rude. ”

"I've seen that kind of guy who doesn't have any possibility of working with anyone else. It's okay if you don't cooperate, and some people will know to make trouble. Zhao Qian sighed, and it could be seen that he was actually quite in favor of arbitrary dismissal.