Li Xuan was supported by Li Zhu and Cui Ding back to his tent and placed on a low couch.

Before Cui Ding could breathe a sigh of relief, he listened to Li Xuan, who should have been drunk, and suddenly spoke: "Water, towels, paper, pens, ink." ”

The voice is calm and steady.

Cui Ding raised his head, and Li Xuan's eyes were full of sobriety.

Cui Ding's eyes flashed with surprise, and then he and Li Zhu solemnly bowed their hands: "Huh! ”

Soon, a basin of cold water was already placed in front of Li Xuan's eyes.

Li Xuan sank his entire face into it, and it wasn't until the whole person was completely awake that he got up from the water and let out a long sigh of relief.

Wiping his hands and face, Li Xuan sat down in front of the low table, took out the newspaper from his arms, and then read it carefully.

Lord of Fuchang County.

The emperor personally decreed that he and Sanniang's daughter should be named the lord of Fuchang County.

Li Xuan couldn't help laughing.

A Chang character, inexplicably, is infinitely related to him.

Li Xuan himself was the king of Nanchang County, and Sanniang Liu Jinyu was originally the monarch of Dechang County, and was later promoted to the monarch of Dechang County by the emperor.

Now, his daughter is also given the name of the county lord of Fuchang.

A Chang word, fate is inexplicable.

Chang, prosperous, prosperous, prosperous.

The sun is on the sun, and it is prosperous.

……

Retracting his thoughts, Li Xuan spread out the paper and wrote lightly: "My daughter's requirement: My daughter, my father is ashamed, when you were born, my father took the emperor's order to fight in the west, and failed to welcome your incarnation, ashamed, ashamed, willing to love my daughter for the rest of my life."

My daughter, may you live a lifetime, free from disease and disaster, blessed by the Buddha, and prosperous.

My daughter, when you were born, my father ordered the emperor to conquer Xitui, exterminate the enemy chieftains, and educate the stubborn, so that the world would be stable and there would be no calamities.

My daughter, you were born as a human being, you should know that the world is difficult, you are smart, but you need to rein in your edge, accumulate the foundation, if you have nothing to do, you will be safe, if you have nothing to do, you will be destroyed, you will go forward, you will be unfavorable, your life will be smooth, and there will be no obstacles.

My daughter, when you are long, it is difficult to accompany you as a father, you need to quiet your heart, accompany your mother, and calm her heart to fulfill her filial piety.

My daughter, I hope that when you grow up, you will be lively, quiet and steady, penetrating, open-minded and open-minded.

My daughter, may you be strong and wise for the rest of your life, accompanied by gods and Buddhas, and all evils will be repelled. ”

Li Xuan folded the piece of paper, and finally put it into a red sachet, and then put the red sachet into the purple sachet he carried.

Carry it close to your body.

After that, Li Xuan looked solemn, opened the new paper, and began to write again.

"My wife respectfully: On July 11, I received a letter for my husband, and when the war ended, my husband went with the army, helping the army to defeat the enemy with grain and grass, and his body was at ease.

Hearing Ruxin, he sighed with emotion, he returned to the east every day, and compensated a hundred times, never lying.

Things at home, you must be cautious, my daughter is young and weak, she must not see outsiders, she must not see any animals, and she must not eat other people's food at will, so be careful.

The day in the northwest is set between the month and the month, don't think about it. ”

After a slight pause, Li Xuan then wrote: "The Great Ci'en Temple and the Taiqing Palace all send people to pray for blessings, and there must be no mistakes.

My wife's great affairs, peace first; My daughter's big event, peace first. ”

Li Xuan's expression was inexplicably emotional, and then he wrote another seven words below: "Everyone raises a son and wants to be smart, and I am tired all my life because of my intelligence."

I still hope that my daughter will be smart and sensitive, and there will be no disasters and no difficulties. ”

Li Xuan shook his head slightly, Su Shi originally wrote "I wish the child was stupid and reckless", full of resentment, which is also the reason why his child did not grow up.

Go to some bad luck, let your daughter grow up safely and healthily, and then have no disasters, marry a lover, and have children and grandchildren.

Putting away the letterhead, Li Xuan began to write the thanksgiving fold again.

The emperor rewarded him, and he was a close relative, so he still needed to write a note of thanks.

The lord of Fuchang County, the fief is in ancient Fuchang County, which is now Yiyang County, Luozhou, only fifty miles away from Luoyang.

This is a good place, and when they live in Luoyang in the summer and autumn, they will have a new place to escape the heat.

After Xie En finished folding, Li Xuan opened the letter again.

This one is completely a secret letter, a secret letter written to Li Bi.

In the first battle of Qingnan, the battle situation changed, and the imperial court would inevitably change, so he had to prepare in advance.

……

In the early morning, the generals left with their own soldiers, and the Chinese army camp began to gradually become more and more crowded.

Li Xuan stayed at the end and sent everyone away with Liu Renliang, with a solemn face.

Standing at the camp gate, Liu Renliang looked at Li Xuan and asked with a smile: "The virtuous son-in-law won't blame the old man for detaining the Di Bao for a day, right?" ”

Li Xuandun was surprised, and hurriedly arched his hand and said: "Where did Yue Weng say, my son-in-law has never thought about it like this, so far my son-in-law has only joy in his heart, how can there be blame, and how can I blame it." ”

Seeing Li Xuan's sincere face, Liu Renliang breathed a sigh of relief, then looked in the northwest direction, and said in a deep voice: "Now that the vanguard of the army has arrived at the foot of Fu Qi City, how does the virtuous son-in-law think that the matter of Fu Qi City can be solved?" ”

Li Xuan immediately smiled bitterly and said: "Yue Weng, if the imperial court can give enough money and food, the son-in-law will definitely be able to handle it very properly." ”

"Old man, here, there is enough money and food." Liu Renliang smiled, looking very atmospheric, but he sighed lightly: "It's a pity that the manpower under the command of the Right Tun Guard is limited, and the soldiers responsible for transporting grain and grass to Fu Qi City are only a thousand foot soldiers, and how much grain and grass can be transported by these thousand people depends on the means of the virtuous son-in-law." ”

"A thousand people, even if they don't stop day and night, the grain and grass that can be sent to the city of Fu Qi are only 500 stones." Li Xuan smiled bitterly on his face, but he seemed to have expected it and said: "That's enough food and grass for six thousand people for two days, that is to say, Fu Qi City, as well as the surrounding villages and pastures, a total of more than 100,000 people, only 6,000 people can get relief." ”

Before the start of the war, the Tibetans forcibly requisitioned most of the grain, grass, cattle and sheep from Fuqi City in advance.

In today's Fu Qi City, in addition to more than 100,000 people, there are also more than 10,000 Su and your soldiers who were defeated from Wang Xiaojie.

In fact, as long as Li Xuan does not capture Fu Qi City for a day, even if Fu Qi City reaches the point of cannibalism, it has nothing to do with Li Xuan.

Therefore, he can still have some reserves of grain and grass.

"No, the virtuous son-in-law has no surplus at all." Liu Renliang shook his head directly and said: "Now north of Qinghai Lake, Murong Nuo, the general of Zuo Xiaowei, is leading 6,000 cavalry to approach Fu Qi City, once he arrives at Fu Qi City, his grain and grass will also be supplied by the virtuous son-in-law, and the only one who delivers grain is still the 1,000 soldiers. ”

Murong Nuo had 6,000 cavalry under Zuo Xiaowei, but these 6,000 Tuyuhun cavalry actually belonged to the Tang Dynasty in name, but they were still his personal soldiers.

On the north side of Tuyuhun, tens of thousands of people from Su and your troops were resisting the attack of Murong Nuo's 6,000 elite cavalry, but they were still advancing step by step.

After all, over the years, Murong Nuo's bowl department has been heavily fed by the Tang Dynasty, and the weapons, grain and grass are all of the best.

In addition, Murong Nuo is the former lord of Tuyuhun and the king of Qinghai recognized by the Tang Dynasty, and Tuyuhun's troops, even if there are 10,000 more people, he can't stop him.

Li Xuan smiled bitterly and sighed lightly: "Yue Weng did this, then the son-in-law had no choice but to invite the captain of the horse to come to the Chinese army to ask for food." ”

"Then when you get it, you can only have food in the army, if there is no food, you have to ask the governor of Anle Prefecture to go to Shanzhou to ask for food." Liu Renliang glanced up at Li Xuan, and a deep smile appeared on both of their faces at the same time.

"In this way, it is a matter of simplicity and nobility." Li Xuan looked at Liu Renliang and said in a deep voice: "Since Your Majesty has an order, then now, only the Tuyuhun people will send out all the heads of the Su and Gui clans, and the grandson-in-law can accept the surrender of the Tuyuhun people." ”

It is best that the Tuyuhun people have not been sincere, so they will only end up starving to death.

But under death, it is impossible for the Tuyuhun people not to save themselves, and Su Hegui will definitely not surrender to Cheng and beg, after all, what Li Xuan wants is not him alone, but the head of his clan, hundreds of people, but it is not so easy to make the idea of sacrifice.

It is also conceivable that a tragic infighting will inevitably be staged in Tuyuhun King City.

With a single sentence, Li Xuan had already planned an internal strife in which the number of casualties might exceed 10,000.

Liu Renliang nodded unexpectedly calmly, but his brows were still furrowed: "Even after that, the virtuous son-in-law still needs to deal with the grain and grass crisis of more than 100,000 people. ”

"Last night, Yue Weng once said, we have the right to run Qinghai, this is the place of Fu Qi City......" Li Xuan looked up at Liu Renliang, this is the last life of more than 100,000 people in Fu Qi City, if Liu Renliang doesn't even agree to this, then Li Xuan can only send these 100,000 people to die.

"The virtuous son-in-law is in Fu Qi City, and the old man can have the right to be cheap." Liu Renliang grabbed a golden long sword from behind him and handed it directly to Li Xuan's hand.

Li Xuan took it with both hands, breathed a sigh of relief, bowed down and said, "Yue Weng rest assured, the matter of Fu Qi City, the grandson-in-law will definitely handle it properly." ”

"The virtuous son-in-law needs to be careful on this trip." Liu Renliang patted Li Xuan's shoulder with some concern, and then said softly: "The old man still wants to participate in Xia Niang's 100-day banquet with you in Chang'an, don't be negligent in the slightest." ”

"Yue Weng rest assured, Xuan must be fine, if there is something to do, I am afraid that the more than 100,000 people in Fu Qi City will be buried together." Li Xuan bowed deeply and said, "Yue Weng take care, don't be stolen from the camp." ”

After speaking, Li Xuan had already turned over and got on the horse, and left directly with his subordinate Qianniu Wei Jin Wuwei, looking dashing.

"This stinky boy." Liu Renliang couldn't help but laugh and scolded.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded beside Liu Renliang: "Dashuai, the king of Nanchang is so demeanor, it seems that the matter of Fu Qi City is under control." ”

As soon as the voice sounded, Liu Renliang's face changed slightly, and then he returned to normal and said, "Oh, how does Changshi see it like this?" ”

Liu Renliang turned around, and a middle-aged official wearing a light crimson official robe and an ordinary appearance stood behind Liu Renliang.

At the moment when Liu Renliang turned around, Changshi's originally straight waist bent down slightly, and at the same time he arched his hand and said: "From the beginning to the end, the king of Nanchang did not ask the marshal to increase the manpower of transferring military rations, so that the grain and grass transported to Fu Qi City every day did not increase, which shows that the prince has confidence that under this, he will solve Fu Qi City." ”

"So what kind of means does Changshi think the king of Nanchang will use?" Liu Renliang's gaze looked deeply at this Jiang Changshi.

Jiang Sizong, born in Tianshui Jiang, so Yanran Duhu, Xiazhou Governor, Chengji County Hou Jiang Xie's youngest son, so the left Xiang Jiang Ke's nephew, the Northwest Road Marching Governor History.

"I don't know." Jiang Sizong arched his hand slightly, shook his head and said with a wry smile: "If the lower officials deal with the matter of Fu Qi City, I am afraid that before it comes, the lower officials will already be crushed." ”

Liu Renliang sighed softly, waved his hand, and said: "It is precisely because of his special identity that he needs to play the most important move in this Qinghai battle in order to get through." ”

Liu Renliang turned to look in the direction of Fu Qicheng, with a hint of worry in his expression, but more ruthless

Fu Qi City, Tuyuhun in the old royal capital, on the Qin Tomb set a trap in Si, hoping to use Fu Qi City 100,000 people to drag down the logistics of the Tang army.

In the middle, there is the Qinghai king Murong Nuo and his 6,000 cavalry left guards to obstruct it, and it is not easy to solve it.

But Liu Renliang only gave Li Xuan the right to act cheaply, and dumped this mess on him.

The rest of the grain and grass supplies will not be given more, and all will be used in the direction of Wuhai.

Even Jiang Sizong, a confidant of the Empress Wu, can't see through the thoughts between this pair of ancestors and grandchildren.

Mid-Autumn Festival, the bright moon hangs high, I wish you a happy festival, reunion of people and moons, health of the family, and complete blessings.

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