Groups of sheep walked slowly from both sides of the official road, looking like pieces of clouds. [Read the novel with the correct chapter,] The shepherds rode behind, lowering their heads lazily, avoiding

Direct sunlight.

The sheep are very fat, which means there will be a bumper harvest this year.

Shepherds don't like farming. They think farming is stupid and ties people to the fields.

Looking up into the distance, the shepherd suddenly changed his expression and drove the sheep out of the way.

Hundreds of horsemen galloped from the front. The shepherd lowered his head and trembled when he heard the sound of a bowstring.

One of the cavalrymen drew back their bows, and the other rode up to the fat sheep that had been hit by an arrow. He leaned down and easily lifted the heavy fat sheep up.

"Good riding skills!"

The cavalry cheered loudly.

He Zun glanced at the cavalryman and shook his head slightly.

These foreigners are ambitious, tough and disrespectful, and have poor military discipline.

He was ordered to patrol the area this time and found many problems, but now he had no idea in his mind.

Northern Xinjiang, what's going on?

In the afternoon of that day, he rushed to the Jiedushi Mansion.

"Mr. He."

"Mr. He is back?"

The officials smiled and held their hands in greeting.

The foreign tribes in Southern Zhou and Southern Xinjiang do not dare to show up at all now, but even so, Shi Zhongtang still sends troops to harass and attack, and to temper his subordinates.

The Southern Zhou Dynasty sent envoys many times. From the initial indignation to demand the murderer to the later pleading, He Zun understood a truth.

There is no logic between countries. Only using fists can make the other party understand what you mean.

If the truth makes sense, it is definitely not the victory of the truth, but the reason why the other party has no choice but to compromise.

Truth can only restrain those who care. Why do foreigners care about you?

He Zun entered the lobby with a smile.

Shi Zhongtang, wearing official uniform, was sitting at the top. When he heard laughter, he raised his head, with a look of joy on his fat face, "Lao He."

"My lord." He Zun saluted.

"How about going down this time?" Shi Zhongtang asked.

"Now there are no foreign invaders, and the Southern Zhou Dynasty is afraid of us. The people are quite happy, but they are a little bit dissatisfied."

"Taxation?" Shi Zhongtang asked.

"Yes." He Zun said: "People say that the harvest has been harsher in the past two years."

"Is there anyone who resists tax?" Shi Zhongtang's eyes flashed with a sharp look.

"Yes, not many." He Zun said, "They have all been suppressed."

"Many times, one has to speak with a knife." Shi Zhongtang pointed to the side, He Zun bowed and thanked him, and then sat down.

After seeing each other for a few months, Shi Zhongtang looked more majestic. He turned his eyes and showed his majesty, "Now if you charge more money and food, it will be treated as a loan between me and them. After the matter is completed, the money and food will be free for a few years."

That’s it.”

"That's right." He Zun asked, "I wonder what it's like in Northern Xinjiang."

Shi Zhongtang glanced at him and said, "Yang Xuan has sent troops."

"This battle is of great importance." He Zun said: "If Beiliao is successfully destroyed, Yang Xuan will become a behemoth in just a few years."

"I won't give him a few years of opportunity." Shi Zhongtang said.

A petty official came in and said, "My lord, a messenger has come from Chang'an."

Shi Zhongtang was silent for a moment, "Lao He went to pick me up on my behalf, but he said I was unwell."

He Zun said: "I am afraid that those who come to urge us to send out troops will inevitably be suspected if it is because the Duke is sick."

"There was still some time before Shi Zhongtang suddenly punched himself in the chest."

"Cough cough cough!" He coughed a few times and turned pale.

He Zun handed over his hand,

The envoy has entered the Jiedu envoy's mansion.

He saw that the surrounding decoration was not exquisite enough, shook his head and said, "Vulgar!"

The attendant next to him smiled and said: "This remote place in southern Xinjiang was a wild and wild land hundreds of years ago. It's pretty good to have such an appearance."

"Be careful of Shi Zhongtang's prevarication." The messenger lowered his voice.

The attendant said: "He dares?!"

The envoy shook his head, "Before leaving, Prime Minister Liang told me privately that Shi Zhongtang bullies the weak and fears the strong. I have thought about this for a long time and feel that your Majesty should not have killed Zhang Chumao in the first place."

Although Shi Zhongtang said to the outside world that Zhang Chumao was killed by an assassin, in the eyes of many people, it was Shi Zhongtang who did it.

Shi Zhongtang's courage to take action was probably due to the emperor's tacit approval.

"Containment?" the attendant asked.

"Yes, without Zhang Chumao's restraint, Shi Zhongtang is the dominant family in Southern Xinjiang. There have been a lot of changes in the civil and military officials in Southern Xinjiang these days, which shows how arrogant this person is."

The envoy pondered Liang Jing's words along the way, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was right.

"Don't forget, Yang Xuan turned against Chang'an because there was no one to check and balance him in northern Xinjiang."

The attendant whispered: "Someone is coming."

He Zun came out with a smile, and after some pleasantries, he took the envoy to the lobby.

Shi Zhongtang greeted him outside the hall. It was a hot day, but his face was pale, and he looked like he had tuberculosis.

"The Duke is surprised by the envoy."

"After many years of fighting, I have been injured all over my body. I had an attack a while ago and I am recuperating, so I cannot go out to welcome you. I'm sorry."

Shi Zhongtang has always been very polite to envoys from Chang'an, and this time is no exception.

The envoy asked a few questions about his physical condition, and then stated his purpose of coming, "Your Majesty ordered all the troops from southern Xinjiang to march northward."

"This Shi Zhongtang looks troubled."

Sure enough, the envoy sneered in his heart, "The Chang'an army has been dispatched. Does the Duke want to just sit back and watch?"

Shi Zhongtang smiled bitterly, "I don't dare."

He Zun said: "The soldiers are unwilling to leave southern Xinjiang."

The messenger said coldly: "It's just an excuse."

He Zun sighed, "Those arrogant and powerful generals are difficult to tame, and the Duke was so angry that his old wounds recurred."

Shi Zhongtang shook his head, "No problem, I'll go back to the army to deal with a few leaders."

He Zun said: "I'm afraid of angering the soldiers!"

Shi Zhongtang said: "It was my idea to recruit foreigners, but now it's my own fault."

The messenger suddenly shouted: "What a lie!"

What did the emperor discover? Shi Zhongtang's heart tightened and he said: "I am loyal to your majesty."

When you go to southern Xinjiang, Shi Zhongtang will definitely be prevaricating, or he will be injured or injured, or the morale of the army is not good, and the soldiers will make a fuss... In a word, there is no way to send troops. If this is the case, Shi Zhongtang must be ambitious...

…

Liang Xiang had an insight into Shi Zhongtang's thoughts from a long distance away. It can be seen that he was not ignorant and incompetent as the outside world said... The envoy shouted: "Liang Xiang has already seen through the evils of southern Xinjiang. Today I am here to say

Say, send troops!"

Liang Jing!

Shi Zhongtang felt cold in his heart.

After Liang Jing took over as the right minister, the first fire was not in the court, but in southern Xinjiang.

Somehow, Shi Zhongtang felt that Liang Jing looked at him horizontally and vertically because he didn't like him.

But when he was in Chang'an, he was the one who recommended Shi Zhongtang to become a noble concubine.

This time, that time!

send troops!

Shi Zhongtang glanced at He Zun.

He Zun shook his head slightly.

At this moment, when troops are sent out, the officers and soldiers of the Southern Xinjiang Army can't help but have an idea in their hearts: We are His Majesty's soldiers.

Shi Zhongtang finally managed to turn the Southern Xinjiang Army into his own private army. Once he opened this hole, the idea of ​​Qing Jun being sidelined would become a joke.

Shi Zhongtang gritted his teeth, "Yes!"

Sure enough, it’s impossible not to force it!
To be continued...