Hundreds of boats sailed eastward, and its spectacular image was that Jia Cong couldn't help but feel heroic in his heart.

It's a pity that both Wang Ziteng and Liu Yi have repeatedly told him not to board the ship and accompany him, so he can only watch Xue and Chen and other five armed merchant ships follow the Celestial Empire sailors far east.

The battle for the Japanese entered its final battle at the end of June, and by the time Jia Cong returned to Izumo Castle, Wang Ziteng was already preparing to move the Chinese army camp forward.

The military commanders of the dynasty basically maintained the traditions that existed when the country was founded, rarely sitting in the rear, and never commanding battles in a safe and comfortable place.

Rushing to me and rushing to me are two completely different concepts.

Wang Ziteng is a proud person, even if Li Shiqian once again warned him irritablely that he should not work too hard, but he still insisted on going his own way and put on silver armor.

"Jia Cong, the overseer of the army, this commander ordered you to sit in Izumo City and be in charge of the logistics of the front army......"

"Marshal, as the last general is a military envoy, how can he stay in the rear?"

Jia Cong's opposition was not easy to deal with at all in Wang Ziteng, he directly waved his hand to stop Jia Cong's complaints, and solemnly admonished again: "In terms of poetry, I am not as good as you." In war, you are not as good as me. In the battle array, you are far away from your second brother! In the battle of a large army, it is not enough to rely on the pride of being brave and fearless of life and death, as the commander of an army, he should think about defeat before victory, which is what a qualified commander should do. You are the confidence that Ben Shuai dares to press all the army! ”

Wang Ziteng's words made Jia Cong speechless.

In fact, this is also an arrangement made by Wang Ziteng after careful consideration, he has been cautious for most of his life, and he is afraid that this will be the last time he will lead his troops to fight in this life.

In this battle, only victory is allowed, not defeat.

Leaving Jia Cong in the rear, Wang Ziteng not only does not need to consider the safety of the logistics line, but also can quickly organize the second line of attack and defense by Jia Cong, a young man who is good at attacking and defending the city, in case of defeat.

Jia Cong saw that none of the other generals in the middle hall objected, so he could only clench his fists and retreat in a dull manner.

After Jia Cong retreated, Wang Ziteng once again issued a second military order.

"Former army pioneer Liu Yi!"

Liu Yi, the second king of Jing, stood up and responded with a fist: "The last general!" ”

"You led the front army of 30,000, out of the Tajima Domain, swept from north to south, and drove all the Japanese people on the north side of Kyoto to the outside of Kyoto City, there must be no mistake!"

Only to give him 30,000 horses?

Although Liu Yi was reluctant, the Chinese army's tent was not a place for bargaining, so he could only hold his fists and take his orders, and then retreated to the side.

At this time, Wang Ziteng couldn't see his weakness a few days ago.

Military orders came out of his mouth, and more than a dozen generals and commanders in the middle hall responded to the orders.

The gates of Izumo Castle were wide open, and the Chinese army commander slowly left the city under the escort of the pro-soldiers.

Before leaving, Wang Ziteng specially called Jia Cong to the side and repeatedly advised: "After I go, the rear of the army will be handed over to you with full authority." If you win, you can ask for someone from the court, whether it is a civil official or a military general, it is all up to you. If I am defeated, the remaining 50,000 people in Izumo Castle will be under your command, and you will be able to fight or leave, and you will do it yourself. ”

The Celestial Empire sent nearly 180,000 horses to the island, plus Goryeo's servants, for a total of 250,000 troops.

None of the 50,000 left by Wang Ziteng to Jia Cong were old, weak, sick and disabled, not even Koreans, all of them were elites of the forbidden army.

Lao Wang can also understand that if he wants to truly conquer Wadao, he does not rely on swords, guns and cannons, but after the killing.

Jia Cong's importance, he and Liu Yi together are not as important as this kid alone.

"Men on the island, I won't leave you much. Regardless of the military or civilian, I will only leave 20% at most. Women are given to sergeants, and within three generations, the Japanese people do not exist. ”

After leaving these words, Wang Ziteng didn't wait for Jia Cong's response to urge the horse to leave.

Jia Cong opened his mouth, but finally smiled, shook his hand at it, and watched it slowly disappear into the morning light.

Wajima, no, it should be the political envoy of Fusang in Daxia, and you only need a woman who can give birth to a baby.

……

Jia Cong handled the official affairs of the marshal mansion in an orderly manner, in addition to the allocation of grain, grass and ordnance, he put more energy on the security policy and the governance of the state capitals.

Since the beginning of the Han Dynasty, the Japanese have been imitating the system of the Central Plains Dynasty.

It's a pity that the small country and the widows are just like that, and they all learn half-baked, and even the cultivation technology is inferior to the eighteen Zhengyang Streets of the Celestial Empire.

Jia Cong had to recruit men who were proficient in agriculture from among the merchants and hired them as technicians at high salaries to promote the latest farming techniques in the various state capitals suitable for cultivation.

Then, in the name of the Fusang Bu Political Envoy, he took in the displaced people, and used work for relief to build water conservancy and cities in the areas that had been included in the sphere of influence of the Celestial Empire, so as to lay the foundation for governance after the end of the war.

On the ninth day of July, the first good news came from the direction of Kyoto Castle.

Liu Yi is simply a natural god of killing, less than fifty miles north of Kyoto City, 30,000 against 100,000 Japanese people, and he simply defeated the vanguard of the Japanese army.

According to the Hong Kong Economic Journal, the vanguard army was killed by 20,000 and captured 60,000 enemies, all of whom were killed!

Along with the good news, there was also a letter from Liu Yi.

He asked Jia Cong to prepare for the homeless, and nearly 50,000 widows, women and children would arrive in Izumo Castle within a month.

There was no mention of a man in the letter, and Jia Cong didn't know whether he was slaughtered by Liu Yi or dragged to be cannon fodder.

At this point, Jia Cong is not very interested.

However, there are more than 100,000 bachelors in the army of this conquest.

There are only 50,000 women and children, except for the married, old and weak, and there are not enough points.

The second child is too weak!

"Master Hou, a letter from the capital."

The soldiers sent a box and a bag into the study, and Jia Cong opened the box and saw a thick pile of letters.

The last one is the word of the pardon of the old man's dragon and phoenix dance.

"The capital has been quite lively recently, Your Majesty has promoted your father-in-law Laozi's official, he is now the prince of the national dynasty, and nine out of nine will take over the position of Zhou Xiang...... Wang Ren is really too angry, and recently he fell in love with a play, and responded to your second sister-in-law's request for his father, paid for the play, and threw Wang Ren to the Xishan Coal Mine...... Your second brother has written that he is all right in the west......"

The letter of pardon to the lord is messy but detailed.

nagged for several chapters, probably telling Jia Cong about the situation in the capital and the big and small things at home.

Among them, the most shocking thing for Jia Cong was the speed of his father-in-law's promotion.

"Old Man Zhou is actually going to retire? It's also true, life is rare for seventy years, and the old man has reached the age of retirement. ”

Jia Cong sighed to himself and picked up the second letter.

"Jia Zhen is dead?"

Master Jing's letter should be the thinnest of all letters, only a piece of paper, and the content is even more than a few words less than ten sentences.

"On the sixth day of the first month of March, Jia Zhen died of illness in the old house of Jinling, and the letter went to the capital, I have ordered Baoyu to go to Jinling to deal with his aftermath, you don't read it."

didn't even mention the matter of filial piety to his nephew, nor did he mention letting Jia Rong, who was far west, return to Beijing, it seems that Master Jing is planning to deal with it coldly.

The next one is the prince's handwriting, with a lot of content, dozens of nearly 100 pages.

Among them, twenty or thirty pages were written about the recent situation in the court, three or five pages of complaints about the emperor's old man's pit baby, and the rest were all Liu Hong's own ideas for the new deal, and he wanted to hear Jia Cong's opinion.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been in charge of the country for more and more time, and this enterprising young prince has been eager to show his political wisdom.

From the content of the letter, Jia Cong tasted the eagerness in the heart of the crown prince Liu Hong, as well as his dissatisfaction with many courtiers.

Even the good people in the cabinet, Guo Peigui and Guo Lao, Liu Hong all think that they are noble, lack of ability, and lack of courage.

Good guy, when Guo Peigui was young, he was a member of the Fa-changers who was more radical than anyone else.

During the Zhaowu period, he put forward the Great Xia version of the Qingmiao Law and the Shiyi Law, advocating that the imperial court should open a money bank and lend money to the people at low interest rates to crack down on usury among the people.

That is to say, the boss has experienced a lot, and understands that governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh, and radical reform can easily lead to social turmoil, and the gains outweigh the losses.

Jia Cong had no choice but to repeatedly emphasize in his reply that the law should be changed in a steady manner, and that it must not be rushed......

"The new silver ticket that the fourth brother said was discussed with my colleagues in the household department last year. For this matter, the fourth brother can find my father-in-law and He Chong's wife, Xue's ......"

"The full implementation of the recruitment of civil servants in Daxia is not feasible at this time. The imperial court's policy of reforming the bureaucratic system has not yet been implemented, and the affairs of the officials must be put aside first......"

"Regarding the matter of the new army, the fourth brother's consideration is right. The maturity of firearms already represents the end of the era of cold weapons. Over there in the Ministry of Industry's firearms workshop, the fourth brother can go and talk to those masters in person, and he will definitely gain a lot......"

"I feel that Your Majesty is already thinking about when Zen is in place of you, and the fourth brother must follow a few elders to learn how to govern the country. Especially Guo Ge Lao, this old man is not simple, the number of times he scolded the saint at the beginning was no less than the number of times Hai Gong. Obviously he scolded the saint when he had nothing to do, and the saint specially cultivated him as a reserve at the beginning, isn't the fourth brother curious? ”

"I didn't expect that I would go to Beijing, and the fourth brother was about to have a son. Then I, who is an uncle, must find a good baby for my eldest nephew as a full moon gift......"

Not to mention, the prince of Great Xia has a brain melon seed and a spirit, and he is very keenly aware that the current prosperous commerce of the Celestial Empire has reached a bottleneck.

This bottleneck is the contradiction between the increasingly prosperous business activities and the backward financial industry.

To put it simply, it is the inconvenience of currency circulation, which cannot meet the needs of commercial development.

Fortunately, Jia Cong had talked to Lin Ruhai about this matter a long time ago, and discussed the banking industry and the implementation of paper money with Baochai, a business wizard.

This time, even if the production of gold is insufficient, at least the production of silver will be enough to cope with the issuance of paper money.

Thinking of this, Jia Cong found another piece of paper and wrote down his limited knowledge of the financial industry.

It's a pity that he is not a professional, in addition to his vision, his professional knowledge is estimated to be not as high as Baochai.

Forget it, this matter will be thrown to the prince himself to have a headache.

As for the speculation about the emperor's throne, it is estimated that the cabinet bosses and the old marshals of the Governor's Mansion have guessed it.

Unlike the old sage, the emperor was originally chasing ducks to the shelves and sitting on the dragon chair, and his goal was not to enjoy the supreme power from the beginning to the end.

Since the ninth year of Yuan You, in two years, the emperor has skipped work several times, and each time he throws the hard-pressed His Royal Highness the Crown Prince out to take care of things.

It is not so much that the crown prince is recuperating from the emperor's illness, it is better to say that the emperor is beating the stick himself and letting his son give the courtiers sweet dates to eat.

When the emperor almost offended the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, the prestige of the crown prince was enough to make the Manchu Dynasty submit.

By that time, the preliminary work of the New Deal had been completed, and everything was on track.

The emperor has another Zen drama, the prince succeeds to the throne, and the courtiers don't look at each other with the emperor, isn't it just that everyone is happy?

Within three or five years, Great Xia will definitely make a smooth transition to the Xinjun era.

"Sure enough, the fourth master is still the fourth master, and I never thought about how Emperor Yuanyou would be recorded in the history books."

The Yuan You Dynasty almost offended most of the scholars, not to mention anything else, the Confucian family in Qufu was copied by the current emperor himself.

There are also crackdowns on Xilin and other scholars, and it is estimated that in the private pen and ink of these people, Emperor Yuanyou is almost as famous as the first emperor who burned books and pit Confucianism.

Jia Cong smiled bitterly, forget it, when he is idle in the future, he will ask for a job to repair history, and write an official history for the Yuan You Dynasty.

How to say that he is also a six-yuan Wenkui, compared with those wild and boundless wild histories, future generations should believe in the history books written by Liuyuan Wenkui more.

Then there is Master Lin's letter, which is concise and similar to Master Jing.

To sum it up, it can be summed up in one sentence: The family is very good, I have been promoted, don't worry about it, come back safely.

Uh, that's very Mr. Lin.

When he was in Jiangnan, he was embattled, and he wrote to Daiyu saying that everything was fine.

Jia Cong was not in a hurry to reply to Lord Yue's letter, but opened an envelope that was almost as thick as Liu Hong's letter.

Daiyu attached a poem at the beginning of the letter, on which the words were full of longing.

"Under the lamp, tailoring and sending people far away, the needlework is very sad.

Worrying a lot of emotions leads to illness, and after a long time, I don't really want to think about it.

The length is only according to the day before, and the narrowness and width still remember the old body.

Knowing that the monarch is destined to go outside the red dust, he has lost a few points of weight after working hard. ”

Jia Cong opened the burden on the side, and when he opened it were two not exquisite martial arts suits, as well as a brand-new official robe.

The orange cat on it did not squint slightly as before, but its eyes widened like brass bells, and its gaze was blazing ahead.

There are one or two giant rats under its feet, and its claws are exposed, which is full of domineering.

The dragon pattern gold thread is embroidered, and after Jia Cong puts it on his body, he looks at himself in front of the mirror, and he is really majestic.

"What a handsome young man, no wonder everyone loves him!"

After boasting about himself, Jia Cong laughed.

He picked up the letter and continued to read it, Daiyu's handwriting was all pleasing to the eye, making Jia Cong feel like he could hear her Wu Yin soft words in his ears.

"Those two rats were seen in the temple when I was on patrol in Gyeonggi. There are people in Shunyi who have set up a royal cat temple, which has a statue of the royal cat god, with angry eyes and round eyes, very majestic. There are big rats pressed under its claws, and the temple wishes to say that the cat is blue, and the people have caught many rats, and the statue of the god should naturally be reflected. So I followed the drawings and embroidered them on my clothes......"

"The crown prince and brother said yes when they saw it, and gave a plaque to the temple......

"The crown princess is in charge of the two royal brothers, Na Liangdi, one is the daughter of the bachelor of Shenqiu Mountain of the Hanlin Academy, and the other is the daughter of a craftsman from a common people's family...... However, the royal brother has not had a relationship with him so far, saying that he will wait until the crown princess gives birth to his eldest son......"

The content of Daiyu's letter is as complicated as that of Master Pardon, but according to her character, she is clearly organized, and tells Jia Cong about all the things that have happened in the capital from all aspects.

Of course, at least half of the letter openly and secretly expressed her thoughts about Jia Cong.

Since the two met when they were young, they have never been separated for such a long time.

Jia Cong stroked the three clothes embroidered by Daiyu herself, as if caressing his wife's smooth and tender skin.

After a long time, he came back to his senses from his thoughts, and wrote: "Dai'e, my wife, I miss you for my husband!" ”

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That's all for tonight, continue tomorrow, good night!

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