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Chapter 1072 Provocation
Yanzhou in winter, as far as the eye can see, is full of loess and dead grass, which makes it a bit more chilling.

But the land of Yanzhou is full of enthusiasm for construction. Even though many projects are suspended during the winter, there is still a lot of work to be done to prepare for production and construction activities in the spring.

And not all projects have been stopped. For example, some simple work such as digging holes and mining. The petty officials, big businessmen, criminal gangs, etc. who were arrested before have to work. After all, this is already the northwest, so we can't bother sending it to Lingnan. What's more, Yanzhou is the time to employ people, and of course these people cannot be wasted.

It is inevitable that as long as they can't die, they will work to death, so that the remaining light of their lives can finally warm the ancient land under their feet and make their final contribution to the people on this land.

In a courtyard near the official road, smoke rises from the chimneys of houses made of loess mixed with straw and stones. Inside the empty door that was open to let in the sunlight, you could see an old man doing carpentry work by the stove. Two children nearby were playing with the wood flowers they had dug out.

Hearing the noise, the old man raised his head and saw a large group of people coming outside, many of them even soldiers wearing armor. He recognized a few of them, they were county officials, and now they all had smiling faces, standing behind an upright man wrapped in a fur coat with a smile on his face.

The old man was stunned for a moment, wiped his eyes, and then ran out quickly, about to kneel down.

"I have met my husband, I have met my husband..."

Wang Yan was already walking in, and he supported the old man with a smile, preventing him from kneeling down: "How can I be so polite, my father-in-law? How can I receive such a great gift?"

"Why can't my husband bear it? The old man even gave my husband a longevity tablet at home. I offer incense on the first and fifteenth day of every month, hoping that my husband will live a long life."

Wang Yan shook his head in a funny way. There were too many people giving him the Changsheng brand. Yangzhou, Hangzhou, and Beijing, including the current Yanzhou. Although he was assassinated in Hangzhou, the people were just spectators. When he was in the capital, he had no one to help him, and it even became a joke among the people in the capital.

But that doesn't stop them from respecting Wang Yan, nor from their hope that Wang Yan will live a long life. Of course they know who is good to them, but sometimes they have to consider themselves first.

If there were fewer people who killed him, if anyone in the crowd of onlookers had the courage to shout and take the lead to rush out, the person who killed him would be beaten to death.

This is not because of elitism, but because people need someone to lead them and someone to tell them what to do. Just like when Zhang Mazi took office in Echeng, he had to take the lead and set an example. Only in this way can the oppressed and exploited people have the courage to resist and form an unstoppable force to overthrow and shatter the darkness...

He accepted the kindness of the people. Although, longevity seems to be a curse on him, after all, he is not yet twenty-four this year, and he still has some life...

Xiao Dongliang followed him and asked with a smile: "Do you know who my Alang is this time?"

The old man snorted slightly proudly: "Old man is not stupid. How can I figure it out after all these days? It is said that the old man asked Wang Xianggong that day, you, the young man, were holding back your laughter because you were laughing at the old man's joke. . Mr., come in quickly and drink some hot water to warm yourself up.”

Seeing him looking at the group of people outside at a loss, Wang Yan patted the old man's arm and said, "No need to pay attention to them."

The old man couldn't help but glance at the large group of people freezing there, and then focused on the officials he knew. He led Wang Yan and his servant into the house, and busily made two bowls of crushed tea leaves. Hot water.

Wang Yan asked Xiao Dongliang to take two more brown sugar cubes, and then made sugar water for the two children to drink. The old man's movements were still so natural and smooth.

"My husband, life has gotten better these past six months, right?"

"Okay, how can I do that, Mr. Xianggong? After Xianggong left that day, in just one month, someone came to take the whole family of Liu Dahu, and then people from the county came to Qingtian, and the old man was re-naturalized. To be honest, Xianggong, I wanted to run away at that time, but later I heard that there was a lot less tax, and the old man’s two grandchildren could still get compensation...what..."

"Subsidy." Xiao Dongliang answered with a smile.

"Yes, it's a subsidy. I'm going to find my wife to come over next spring, and we'll run a school in Zhuangzi, the home of Liu Da's family. My two grandchildren won't be forced to study. If they can read and write, they will be able to make a decent living in the future. , to find a wife and support the family. This little granddaughter can also marry into a good family. That's not all. The county has cleared the land and allocated ten acres of land to the old man. Even though he is of the same race, Still a bit tired, but there is hope in my heart.”

"Don't worry, I think the feeling of being lonely, old and weak like you has been registered. When we farm in the spring, the county will send some manpower to help. If there is no manpower in the county, I will also send soldiers here. If it's not enough, I'll call out the Imperial Army soldiers. Then I'll boil some hot water to quench the thirst of the soldiers."

"thief……"

Wang Yan shook his head: "If any sergeant dares to offend the people, the county magistrate cannot trust me. If I bear the humiliation and come to play drums outside the gate of Fushi City, I will let them dig mines for the rest of their lives. Even if I am transferred to another place in the future, I will also But if the people from my caravan tell me the truth, they will tell me that those who harm the people will also have to pay the price."

"Okay, okay, my husband is a good official, a good official..."

They chatted for a long time, mostly the old man talking about the huge changes that had taken place in his life in the past half year.

Although Wang Yan didn't hold back his farts when he was an official, his bad farts were not directed at the people of the Song Dynasty. On the contrary, his bad farts were for these people, and he was naturally doing real things.

In fact, it was the people of the Song Dynasty who lived a hard life. Many of Wang Yan's actions had just begun, but they had already given the people a chance to live a new life and breathe a sigh of relief. It made them deeply aware of the differences from the past and truly felt the huge changes. If compared, their happiness is actually the greatest.

Under his orders, the policies were basically implemented. Big families were confiscated, their fields were divided, taxes were reduced or exempted, criminal gangs disappeared, big houses of big families were converted into schools, and various road, water conservancy and other construction projects were carried out, and labor was hired. Attract large investments and stabilize prices within the state. All these are excellent things for the people, and they naturally have the deepest feelings.

When the old man talked about these things, the smile on his face never stopped, and he said that he would live for a few more years and wait for Wang Xianggong to govern Yanzhou better.

"My husband is no longer sitting in court, why did he come out? Are you here to inspect and see if anyone is fooling my husband?"

"My father-in-law is smart, that's right. Besides, let's go see the north."

"Oh, my husband is about to go to war? Oops, the old man is old, otherwise he would have been recruited to join the army. It is safe to follow my husband. There is a young man in our village who has been elected to join the Xiang army. I heard that he has joined the army. He died when he became a big householder, and now his family is living the best life in the village. The husband will lead the army, and the war will be very powerful. If Xixia is defeated, everyone's life will be easier..."

The people may not necessarily hate Xixia, but they really hate the many extra taxes and labor that have been imposed on them because of side affairs...

Wang Yan just agreed with a smile and did not tell the old man what to do to pull the hair, because this time he came out and really rushed to pull the hair.

In the past half year, he has made comprehensive adjustments to Yanzhou, mobilized almost the maximum strength that Yanzhou can mobilize in all aspects, arranged personnel, and made plans for Yanzhou in the next three years.

As long as we develop step by step, do a good job in supervision, and make timely adjustments when problems arise, there will basically be no major problems. So Wang Yan left Fushi and went to the front line in the north...

Saying goodbye to the old man who had a bright future and thinking about living a few more years, Wang Yan led the team and continued northward. The first stop was Qingjian.

Qingjian has quite a strategic position, and may not have a favorable position on the big map, but it keeps an eye on Xixia and prevents the Xixia army from rushing down along the Yellow River, breaking through Yanzhou, reaching Guanzhong, and then knocking Tongguan and passing Luoyang. Enter the North China Plain and take Bianjing directly. Similarly, they also watched the Xixia army and could not easily cross the Yellow River and cross the Taihang Mountains to reach North China.

Moreover, there was also a large army stationed on the other side of the river in the direction of Lishi (Lüliang), hoping that the Xixia army would not be able to cross the Yellow River. In this way, there is resistance in the east of the river, and there is Yanzhou in the west of the river, which firmly holds Xixia outside Guanzhong and Taiyuan.

But even if they withstood it, the war between Song and Xia for a hundred years has been a bloody battle on the Loess Plateau, and Zhao and Song did not fight out. They were all harvested by the later Jin Kingdom, and were finally destroyed by the descendants of Genghis Khan.

When Wang Yan came to Qingjian, Zhong E, who had already received the news, and Qingjian civil and military officials greeted him respectfully, with great pomp.

"I haven't seen him for several months, but Zhizhou is still so handsome and handsome."

"Zizheng is also full of energy."

After Zhong E's introduction, Wang Yan smiled and saw every Qingjian civil and military officer who looked at him with strange eyes, and then followed Zhong E and looked around Qingjian.

The main thing is to watch the soldiers perform martial arts, feel the military power of the Zhong family army, then look at the barracks, inspect the camp, talk to the soldiers and so on. It is basically a routine operation for leaders to inspect military camps.

Overall, the conditions were quite difficult, with people basically unable to eat well and sleep well. Of course there is no way, after all the conditions at this time are like this.

"Zizheng's generals are well equipped."

After looking around in this way, Wang Yan still gave a high evaluation. As a general, Zhonge's level is sufficient.

"It's a humble duty to know the state and get rewarded."

"It is not easy to do one's duty." Wang Yan shook his head and chuckled, "Although I have never seen the garrison situation of the Forbidden Army elsewhere, I can imagine that the most important thing is to be upright." "I dare not take credit for my humble position, but when it comes to generals, , who can compare with Duke Di? I heard that Duke Di has put down Nong Zhigao's rebellion and returned with a great victory."

Although Zhong E said he didn't dare to take credit, he then mentioned Di Qing. When it comes to Di Qing returning victorious, there is a look of longing on his face...

"I feel Zizheng's patriotism."

"It's difficult..." Zhong E shook his head, feeling a little desolate.

Wang Yan felt that Zhong E's discouragement did not come from the battlefield, but from above.

Of course this is no problem, should we value culture over martial arts? Even someone as strong as Di Qing will be treated by civil servants after returning from the rebellion. The dog at home has horns on his head, and he sleeps in the Buddha Hall of Daxiangguo Temple. Everything is a problem. In short, he just doesn't like it.

Relatively speaking, military generals of Zhong'e's level are actually relatively comfortable and have much less trouble, even though they are still fighting in shackles.

Zhong E was desolate for a moment, then he regained his energy and continued: "Zhizhou, would you like to go up to the city tower and take a look?"

Wang Yan followed him happily and followed Zhong E up to the tower.

"That's where the Xixia army is. Over the years, they have built houses and city walls. There are about five thousand soldiers on the opposite side. The leader is Ye Li Zhong, not a straw bag. He has many brave strategies. It is said that he and Ye Li Zhong Li Wangrong is somewhat related, but the truth is unknown.”

Yeli Wangrong was a famous general in Xixia. He participated in the famous battles of Sanchuankou and Haoshuichuan. He also captured Song generals Liu Ping and Shi Yuansun, both of whom were very powerful. But Liu Ping did not surrender and died. Grandson Shi Yuan was released and died in depression.

However, the fate of this Yeli Wangrong was not good, and he was killed by Li Yuanhao. It is said that after Li Yuanhao was deposed, Li Yuanhao's queen was named Yeli. It is also said that it was because of Zhong Shiheng's alienation plan.

No matter what the reason is, there is generally no way to escape the situation.

Wang Yan nodded and turned to ask: "I think the other side must be constantly provoking and there will be no peace. Zizheng thinks that if your army starts a war with them, what are the chances of winning?"

"As the governor asked, I often think about my humble position. There is no obstruction here, and there is a flat river, so we fight with strength. I, the Great Song Dynasty, are not weak to the Xixia barbarians, and the troops are equal and fully equipped, so the victory or defeat should be between five and five. ”

Wang Yan didn't speak, he just put his hands in the sleeves of his coat, stood upright, and looked at the Xixia military camp only 500 meters away.

This distance can no longer be seen clearly, and we can only see a bunch of figures over there. No matter how good his eyes were, he couldn't see clearly what they were doing from such a distance. But you can probably feel that Xixia is relatively comfortable there. Of course, in terms of living conditions, the two sides are quite different.

I looked up at the big sun in the west. It was very big, very round, and very red. But it's a pity that there are no clouds in the sky, otherwise it would be a beautiful sight of burning clouds thousands of miles away.

Zhong E didn't bother him. He knew Wang Yan was talented and thought Wang Yan was enjoying the scenery and writing sour poems. Others were naturally even more quiet, and did not dare to breathe loudly for fear of disturbing Wang Yan.

After a long time, Wang Yan ordered without looking back: "Call Zhang Da."

Xiao Dongliang sighed, turned around and stood on the tower, covered his mouth like a trumpet, and shouted loudly.

After a while, Zhang Da walked up and said, "Mr.

"Have you rested yet?"

"I drank hot water and ate dry food. The brothers are all fine."

"Do you have the guts to meet the Xixia barbarians?"

Before Zhang Da could speak, Zhong E was irritated: "You can't know the state..."

Seeing Wang Yan turn his head, Zhong E swallowed, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, but he still resisted Wang Yan's gaze and continued to speak, "Zhizhou, you must not dare to start the war lightly."

"Zizheng is a military commander, so why did he get scared when he heard about the war? Could it be that Zi Zheng thought that he was so unwise and sent thousands of people to fight? It was just a provocation. There is no reason that the Xixia barbarians can come to provoke, but I, the Song Dynasty, cannot provoke. "

Wang Yan waved his hand, "Zhang Da, order all the men to fight with Xixia. Zizheng, ask someone to serve wine to the sons, and then kill them after they drink."

"Yes!" Zhong E stopped talking nonsense and turned around to wink at his men. The latter went to arrange things, then ordered his men to assemble their troops and go out of the city to suppress the formation.

"Zhang Da has led his brothers from Pontu to the battle, sir, it's up to you." Zhang Da shouted loudly, turned around and left, his momentum already rising.

Seeing Zhang Da leave excitedly, Xiao Dongliang came up to him: "Alang..."

"Life and death matter, you have to think about it."

"I have practiced martial arts for so many years and taken so many precious medicinal materials from Alang. Now that I have the opportunity to show off my skills, I feel sorry for Alang's cultivation. I will die without regrets!"

"Just go."

Xiao Dongliang knelt down and kowtowed, then turned around and ran away. He went down to the tower to find someone to arm himself...

Wang Yan didn't stop him, everyone has his own destiny, damn it, he couldn't stop him. Besides, what Xiao Dongliang said was correct. He had indeed invested a lot in this boy. His skills were sufficient and he knew how to attack in a military formation, so it wasn't a big problem.

In fact, Xiao Dongliang's training goal is to be a qualified intelligence leader. But because Xiao Dongliang is only fifteen years old, he is not yet qualified for the job. The current intelligence work is handled by the old butler Wang Manfu.

This is because he now does not pay attention to the timeliness of information, but to the comprehensiveness of the information. Because he still has a long life, so take it easy...

As Wang Yan's order was issued, Zhonge could not stop it, and the entire Qingjian moved into action. The soldiers all knew the whole story now, and they were swearing and preparing their weapons, not only to respond to Zhang Da and other Xiang troops, but also to prevent bigger changes from happening and being caught off guard.

Zhang Da, Xiao Dongliang and others did not care about the many things. They arranged their weapons, cleaned their knives, checked their crossbows and shields, and sharpened their guns on the bluestone before the battle.

But they were not silent. Instead, everyone was talking and laughing. Although they all wrote suicide notes before leaving Fushi, they were still explaining their funeral affairs to each other at this time, and it became lively for a while.

Until several large jars of wine were brought up, they simply drank one bowl without throwing the bowl to boost their morale, because it was really a waste. But their morale is not bad because they have nothing to worry about. Furthermore, my husband has sent out all his most trusted book boys. What do they have to fear? Just die!
The city gate slowly opened, and Zhang Da, who had been promoted to commander, gave a final lecture and told everyone not to panic, just like he did during training before.

Then, they walked out of the city gate resolutely, arranged themselves in formation, their armor fluttered, their steps were neat, and they walked resolutely towards the opposite side.

"Woo~"

A desolate horn sounded, followed immediately by the sound of heavy war drums.

Wang Yan held drumsticks in both hands and beat the war drum vigorously to cheer for his heroes.

Visible to the naked eye, the Xixia camp in the distance was in panic, but after a while, a hundred-man team was sent out with tacit understanding.

The configuration is roughly the same as Wang Yan's side, with more than ten cavalry and the remaining infantry with swords, shields and spears. At the same time, thousands of people poured out from the city gate opposite to respond. And there was the sound of war drums.

As the centurions on both sides stood a hundred meters apart, the drums suddenly became more intense and the frequency accelerated. The troops on both sides shouted loudly and charged directly...

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