Chapter 7: Distant Legends: Fifty-Two, Fireside Night Talk
The man said, "Boss, prepare two spacious and clean rooms." ”
The young man smiled: "I'm really sorry, the shop is already full, and I can't vacate the room." ”
The man said, "Well, let's find a room." ”
The young man said: "I'm really sorry, if it were normal, a distinguished guest like you, the small shop would not be able to invite you, but today there are too many guests, and all the rooms are full." Even our own housing was given up, and I had to make do with the big guys in the hall for the night. ”
The man held a child in one hand and scolded loudly: "You don't even have a guest room, what kind of inn do you open?" Otherwise, you can ask someone to let one out, and we will give you some more money. ”
When everyone saw this man, they were stunned, only to see that he was more than forty years old, his face was like a full moon, his eyes were like shooting stars, he was wearing a mink leather jacket, and his clothes were very luxurious.
The man was followed by two children, a man and a woman, all of whom were in their teens, generally elegant and beautiful. Everyone was intimidated by this man's momentum, and the people who were talking were silent, staring at the three people blankly.
The young man smiled and said, "This uncle, look at it, these guests can't find a guest room to live in." If you three don't feel wronged, just bake a fire here and deal with it for a night, if you are not in a hurry, wait for the guests to check out tomorrow, you can rest for a few more days. ”
The man was impatient, but when he saw the scene in front of him, he knew that what the shopkeeper said was indeed the truth, so he frowned and said no more.
Xiao Guiying saw that these two children were quite cute, so she said, "Little brother, little sister, come here, bake the fire first, and then talk about the cold." ”
The man glanced at Xiao Guiying gratefully, clasped his fists and said, "Okay, thank you!" ”
Hua Fengchun and Xiao En, who were sitting next to Xiao Guiying, moved to the side, making way for a place.
The three of them sat down, and the man reported to his home, saying that his surname was Ren Mingyan, a native of Hebei. But the two children were not introduced. Shawn's father and daughter and Hua Fengchun also made their own introductions. The man ordered food and drink, and invited the three of them to drink together. Shawn's father and daughter and Hua Fengchun were also not polite, and drank with Ren Yan. That Ren Yan drank a lot of wine, drank bowl after bowl, and the two children also drank some with everyone, and they were called sisters and brothers. The boy seemed to be older than the girl, but he called the girl "sister".
In the house, everyone sat around several stoves, listening to the whistling of the north wind outside the house, and they did not feel sleepy for a while.
A young man with a Henan accent said: "This ghost weather is really tormenting, and people's noses are about to fall off." This god really doesn't give people a good life. Another middle-aged man with a Henan accent said, "Bear with me, just wait until you get to Bogda." An elderly man with a Shanxi accent said: "Don't complain, if it weren't for Bogda, let's have a hot roast here, a stable meal to eat, let's try it in another place?" I'm afraid that when the time comes, this is already a dream nest. ”
Ren Yan heard the word "Bogda" and glanced at the two children. Shawn's father and daughter and Hua Fengchun also looked at each other.
The young man with a Henan accent said: "Also, if it weren't for Bogda, the current junction of the three countries would have been inextricably linked." Where else would anyone dare to live here? Where is this paradise in front of you? ”
The elder with a Shanxi accent said, "The border between the Great Song Dynasty and the Western Xia is better, but on the border between the Great Song Dynasty and the Great Liao, the border people are almost hell on earth." ”
A middle-aged man with a Henan accent said, "Won't it? Wasn't the Song-Liao border guarded by the Yang family for generations, and it has always been stable? ”
The elder with a Shanxi accent sighed, "That was in the past, last year, after the Yang family was framed and beheaded by the imperial court, the current Da Liao has long been waiting at the border." The current Liao soldiers entered the Song Realm almost every day to fight the grass valley, and the local border people were miserable and began to flee. ”
The middle-aged man with a Henan accent also sighed, "Thinking that the Yang family will be in general, how can these Liao soldiers be so rampant." ”
The elder with a Shanxi accent said, "Who would have thought that the Great Song Dynasty would destroy the Great Wall by itself, but it would only suffer the local people." ”
A young man with a Henan accent said: "Now that the border of the Daliao Tun soldiers, I don't know if it will affect Bogda?" ”
An elder with a Shanxi accent said, "Bogda is not as incompetent as the Song court, and both the Western Xia and the Great Liao were heavily attacked, and the result was that the entire army was wiped out." Later, both countries tried desperately to woo it, for fear that Bogda would be used by the other party. Fortunately, there is a Bogda, and the Great Liao and Western Xia have not been at war for many years, so that the people in this area are free from the suffering of life. ”
The young man with a Henan accent said again: "It's just that now Da Liao is eyeing the Great Song Dynasty, and Xixia doesn't know if there will be any action?" ”
An elder with a Shanxi accent said, "The northwestern frontier of the Great Song Dynasty has been stable, and although Fan Gong is long gone, the prestige of the Kangding army has not diminished. As long as the Kangding army was there, the Tangut people would not dare to act rashly. ”
Xiao Guiying heard everyone's words, and couldn't help but ask Hua Fengchun in a low voice, "Who is Fan Gong?" What about the Kangding Army? ”
Hua Fengchun was about to speak, when the little boy opposite suddenly spoke, saying, "This is a long story. The little boy said, glancing at Ren Yan. Seeing that Ren Yan had no intention of stopping it, he continued to speak.
In the first year of Baoyuan, Li Yuanhao, a member of the party, was proclaimed emperor, the founding of the country was called Daxia, and the capital was Xingqing, and the relationship with the Song Dynasty officially broke down. The following year, in order to force the Song Dynasty to recognize the status of Western Xia, Li Yuanhao led his troops to invade the border of the Northern Song Dynasty and defeated the Song soldiers at Sanchuankou. Immediately gathered troops under the city of Yanzhou and prepared to attack the city. When the news reached Jingshi, the government and the opposition were shocked. In the first year of Kangding, Fan Zhongyan was transferred to the Northwest Front and served as the commander of the frontier. Fan Zhongyan is Fan Xiwen, who is worried about the worries of the world first, and the joy of the world moves the world, and has a far-reaching impact on later generations, and later generations are called Fan Gong. In view of the characteristics of the northwest region, which is vast and sparsely populated, interlaced with valleys, and dangerous terrain, Fan Zhongyan proposed the strategy of "active defense" to defend the border, that is, to build walled cities in key places, strengthen fortifications, and train border troops to achieve the goal of defending as an attack. In terms of the military system, the old system of leading troops according to official positions was abolished, and the contingency tactics of selecting generals according to the enemy's situation were changed. The establishment of the barracks system and the solution of the problem of military supplies have given the army a completely new look and greatly enhanced its adaptability and combat capability. In terms of fortifications, the city was built, the city was repaired, and the beacon pier was built to form a solid strategic system with Dashun City as the center and the fortress as the echo. ”