Chapter 139: Die Heart
"If it takes more than three or five days, where should the army's food and grass come from?" The person who said these words was Dou Zhizhang.
He is now more dissatisfied than Wang Zanghai in his heart.
He finally tossed and turned, and then hugged Xu Guogong Zhao Di's thigh.
I thought that after winning the battle, I could follow Zhao Di to the palace and meet His Royal Highness King Kang Zhao Gou.
In the future, we will work together to seek the overall situation and achieve hegemony.
Isn't it just around the corner?
As a result, reality hit him hard.
The imperial court directly accepted Zhao Di's military power and wanted him to return to Bianliang.
And these members who followed Zhao Di were to be pressed in Beijing.
No matter how 'smart' Dou Zhizhang thinks, he feels that this is the rhythm of the imperial court to divide and disintegrate them.
"Who are you?"
"Humble duty is the righteous army joining the army."
"Hmph, now that the gold thief has retreated, there is no rebel army in the world."
"The imperial court will follow the rules to incorporate the rebel army into a regular army and enjoy the treatment of the regular army."
"In addition, the rest of the things will be properly arranged on the Northwest Road."
Chen Xinghan's simple words completely dumbfounded Dou Zhizhang.
After all, the people of the world belong to the imperial court, and so do the righteous army.
It's not the turn of a little soldier to point fingers.
In addition, the armies of all parties on Zhao Di's side have essentially been classified by Zhao Shuo as the Northwest Army.
As a result, Chen Xinghan is now the strongest commander of the Northwest Army.
He is also the highest-ranking commander-in-chief.
Naturally, everything here has to be decided by Chen Xinghan.
Chen Xinghan issued His Majesty's will.
Zhao Di was silent for a moment, then left the mansion and prepared to set off for Bianliang.
The rest looked at each other.
For a moment, they seemed to have lost the direction and destination of their lives.
The dragons are leaderless, what should they do?
Leave?
Where else can I go without Beijing?
You can't be a rogue, right?
And in the vicinity of a big city like Beijing?
That must not be subjected to the enemy on the back and suppressed by the army of the Song Dynasty and the Jin army?
It's not like the brain was kicked by a donkey to make that decision.
Instead of taking the risk of jumping around, it's better to lie down.
Anyway, didn't Chen Dashuai say it just now?
The imperial court will compile it for them.
When the time comes, it will be a good way out to return to the embrace of the imperial court and continue to eat military salaries......
Regarding these people's fancy intestines, Chen Xinghan didn't bother to pay attention.
Because he came to Beijing City on this trip, he also received a more important order from Zhao Shuo.
That is to take someone back to Bianliang City.
Chen Xinghan left the mansion and rushed in the direction of the military formation of the rebel garrison.
Soon he was guided by the soldiers to a slightly rudimentary military account.
At this time, the soldiers in the account were concentrating on wiping their sabers.
Finding that someone had opened the tent door, Han Shizhong looked up.
But the man who came in was as majestic as he was, and as young as he was.
Han Shizhong's face was suddenly full of doubts.
Looking at the military general's robe on the other party's body, the whole person's eyes were a little shocked.
It turned out to be a high-ranking general wearing tiger armor!
"You are Han Shizhong?"
"I don't know what the general commands?"
"This commander is Chen Xinghan, the commander of the Northwest Army, and now the command of Beijing City is in my hands."
Hearing this, Han Shizhong's eyes were mixed with a trace of excitement.
Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with Zhao Di's shrinking defense during this time, and he didn't understand it.
Han Shizhong understood that most of the rebels in Beijing were members of the Northwest Army.
Now that the imperial court has arranged for the commander of the Northwest Army to coordinate the situation in Beijing, it is naturally a good thing.
"See the big marshal below, I don't know if the big marshal suddenly came, what is going on below?"
"The person who is looking for you is not Ben Shuai, but His Majesty the Emperor in Bianliang City."
Chen Xinghan's words came out.
Han Shizhong's whole person was like a thunderbolt of electricity, and he was stunned in place, stunned for a long time.
Chen Xinghan smiled: "Let's go, don't be stunned, Your Majesty has a will, be sure to see you within two days of Ben Shuai finding you." ”
Han Shizhong is still in a state of dumbfoundedness.
But Chen Xinghan, who had no official authority, had already pulled up his arm and walked out of the account.
At this time, a cavalry composed of sweat and blood horses from the Western Regions had already assembled.
Chen Xinghan gave Han Shizhong a horse, and followed Zhao Di to gallop quickly in the direction of Bianliang City under the escort of many light cavalry......
At the same time, Li Yan, the first assistant to the cabinet of Bianliang City, returned to Beijing.
During this time, he was ordered by Zhao Shuo to continue to hoard grain, grass and ordnance on the side of Bianliang City.
It is to prepare in advance for the southward movement of the forbidden army this winter.
Today, the grain in Bianliang City has reached 600,000 stones.
This figure is enough to sustain the army of the northern military town for two months.
The number is still not enough.
But there is no way.
Many places in the Great Song Dynasty were caused by peasant uprisings and missed the sowing season.
Even less food can be harvested in the land.
But for Zhao Shuo, he is not worried at all.
After all, he copied the homes of so many dignitaries.
The food and military salaries are enough to ensure that the Great Song Dynasty survives this winter.
As for the food that Li Yanhui coordinated, it was prepared for Zhang Shuye's new army and Zong Ze's people.
Li Yanhui prepared 600,000 stone grain meetings and returned to Bianliang City to resume his life.
However, the first thing Li Yanhui heard when he first arrived home and made his scalp tingle was that His Majesty Zhao had beheaded eighty-one officials two days earlier.
And then there are 1.7 million merchants' heads!
This news really surprised Li Yanhui.
At first, he thought he had misheard.
This kind of killing has never occurred in the entire history of the Great Song Dynasty.
Your Majesty, what's the matter?
It was when Li Yanhui was difficult to plan.
Many officials have already rushed to his mansion one after another.
Everyone said that after watching him, they would wash the dust for him, the minister of Zaifu.
But when they arrived, the officials wept bitterly.
Like the aggrieved children, they wept heartily in the house of the minister, and recounted their extremely tormented days in a hoarse voice.
Of course, everyone will not and dare not denounce His Majesty the Emperor in front of Li Yanhui.
Instead, he retreated to the next best thing, and put all the culprits for killing the minister and cutting the merchant on Gao Yu's head.
By the way, Qin Hui was also tied to Gao Yu's chariot, and the bloody head of the dog was counted together.
At this time, the high-ranking people sat at home, and the pot came from the sky.
How could Qin Hui not be like this?
For Zhao Shuo, Qin Hui's current fate has followed the route he planned.
Death is already not far off.
Li Yan listened back to everyone's remarks.
The whole person's expression was quite shocked, and even more incredulous.
But soon he calmed down.
He knew what kind of virtue these officials in the court and the central government were on weekdays.
Now that we are here to complain, it is clear that there is a lack of a person to pick a head.