My surname is Wang, my neighbor Wu Dalang

Chapter 418
In the Kingdom of Jin, the main combat faction is the Aguda scholars, while the peace faction is obviously Wu Qimai and his confidant ministers of civil and military affairs.

It can almost be said that the vast majority (more than [-]%) of the clan of the Jin Kingdom, dignitaries from all walks of life, and generals in the army all advocated southward invasion to destroy the Song Dynasty and seize the Huahua Jiangshan of the Han people.

As for the dispute between the two factions, Wu Qimai was obviously at a disadvantage in the front.

Now Wanyan Zonghan and Wanyan Zongwang's southern invasion failed, and even the fourth prince Wanyan Zongbi was captured by the Song people and held hostage in Tokyo. For the Jin people, this is a great shame.

Wu Qimai originally wanted to seize the military power of Wanyan Zonghan and Wanyan Zongwang by taking advantage of the situation, but this idea was only fleeting, and he did not dare to actually put it into action.

Not to mention Wanyan Zongwang, behind him are the masters of Aguda.

It is not terrible to take out a single son of Aguda. The problem is that although the sons of Aguda also have internal strife, they are generally united with the outside world, especially when the interests of small groups are at stake.

In addition, Wanyan Zonghan is the son of Wanyan Sagai.Wanyan Sagai is in the Kingdom of Jin, and its trilogy is also an important force that should not be underestimated.

The main reason why Wu Qimai took great pains to prevent the Aguda princes from attacking the Song Dynasty was that he had to do his best to suppress the growing military and political power of the former princes headed by Wanyan Zongqian, otherwise, his country would not be stable at all.

The sons of Aguda were so keen to invade the Song Dynasty, not because they had any deep hatred with the Song people, but because they invaded the territory they conquered from the south, so they could break the soil and seal the king, and get rid of Wu Qimai's control.

Fundamentally speaking, the contradiction between Wu Qimai and Aguda scholars is irreconcilable.

Wu Qimai wanted to pass on the throne of the Kingdom of Jin to his heirs, which broke the current model of power change between brothers and brothers in the Kingdom of Jin. The biggest obstacle was the sons of Aguda.

According to the original trajectory of history, Wu Qimai could not bear the pressure of the clan in the end, and passed the throne to Aguda's eldest grandson.

At this moment, seeing Wanyan Zonghan and Wanyan Zong watching internal strife, Wu Qimai sneered in his heart.

He suddenly said: "You two virtuous nephews, this battle has been defeated, and one hundred thousand soldiers have been lost, which makes me heartbroken! For at least three years, my Dajin will be unable to invade the south again.

I heard that since the beginning of winter, Wang Lin, King Yan of the Song Dynasty, has mobilized all the troops of the Great Song Dynasty, who are known as a million forbidden troops, and are stationed in the east of Hebei Province.I think that at the moment, the main task of my Dajin is to defend the Liao territory, and we must not let Wang Lin take advantage of the emptiness and take away the Yanyun sixteen prefectures. "

Wanyan Zonghan smiled coldly, "Your Majesty, the people of Song Dynasty are as cowardly as mice, how dare they invade our Dajin land?! If the people of Song Dynasty dare to come, I will lead the army again and kill them all!
Your Majesty, I think that it will not take three years at all. When summer comes next year, my big golden iron cavalry will be able to regroup, drive straight into the Song Dynasty, and destroy the Song Dynasty. "

Wu Qimai was silent for a while, then smiled calmly: "Zong Han is really proud, but don't forget, you were just defeated by Wang Lin.

Wang Lin is a god general in the world, and he has no opponents in the world. If you want to invade the Song Dynasty, Wang Lin's army on the Hebei defense line is not just a show. "

Wanyan Zonghan pretended not to be able to hear the sarcasm in Wu Qimai's mouth, and said as usual: "Your Majesty, Wang Lin is indeed brave and good at fighting. As a fierce general like him, my Dajin may only be compared with Wanyan Loushi But no matter how brave I am, I can never stop my mighty cavalry!
The minister thinks that victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs, which is the saying of the people of Song Dynasty.It is normal for our army to lose one game.

Wang Lin is not to be underestimated, but there is no need to be afraid of him.Next year, my Dajin will regroup and fight again. When we concentrate our superior forces to attack Hebei, we will accomplish our feats in one battle!As long as the gap in Hebei is torn open, and then go straight to Song Jing, Song State will be destroyed.

I really don't believe in evil. With my invincible gold cavalry and the power to destroy the Liao Dynasty, I can still defeat the corrupt and corrupt Song Dynasty! "

When it came to the topic of invading the Song Dynasty, the positions of the Aguda scholars and Wanyan Zonghan immediately became consistent, and Wanyan Zonggan and others echoed.

In short, one word, war!

Wu Qimai fell silent.

The result of this discussion was actually within his expectation.

The battle of destroying the Liao Dynasty caused almost everyone in the clan of the Kingdom of Jin to be arrogant and arrogant, thinking that they could be invincible in the world, and destroying the people of the Song Dynasty was even easier.

Even after losing a few battles, they can still find suitable excuses to justify their claims.

Therefore, no matter how Wu Qimai tried to stop it, it could not stop the torrent of wars invading the Song Dynasty in China.

Even though Wan Yan Zonghan and others were discussing for a long time, Wu Qimai's face remained unchanged, and he left in a huff.

Wanyan Zong looked at Wu Qimai's back with gloomy eyes, and his eyes flashed coldly.

Wu Qimai tried to pass the throne to his eldest son Wanyan Zongpan. This was to break the inheritance rules established by Aguda. How could the sons of Aguda remain indifferent.

For the time being, the conflict between the two sides is still focused on whether to invade the Song Dynasty or not to invade the Song Dynasty.

But as time goes by, as long as the Wu Qimai faction has a firm foothold, it is inevitable that they will attack the Aguda masters.

vice versa.

Wu Qimai returned to his Wangwangzhai with a gloomy expression on his face.

He ruthlessly smashed a sapphire pendant that was obtained from the nobles of the Liao Kingdom to pieces on the ground, angrily scolded: "What a bunch of arrogant and ignorant bastards! If they overestimate themselves, they will definitely bring about a catastrophe for me, Dajin!"

Wanyan Zongpan was silent for a while, then bowed and said: "Father, my son thinks that they want to invade the Song Dynasty, and there is no need for Father to stop them.

My son recently received a lot of military reports from Hebei. Wang Lin hoarded a large number of troops in Hebei, and he actually carried the coffin out to fight, and wanted to fight me, Da Jin, to the death.

I have 30 great golden cavalry, Wanyan Zonggan and others have nearly 20, and the [-] army is in the hands of the father.The royal father can guard Youyan as an excuse, and his son as Youyan's stay-at-home envoy...

As for Wanyan Zong killing them, let him fight if he wants to fight, let them fight to the death with Wang Lin and Song Jun, consume each other, father Huangzheng can just watch from the sidelines. "

Wu Qimai sneered, and jumped up against the case: "Idiot! My Dajin has only this few soldiers and horses. If they are all exhausted by Wanyan Zongqian, how can my Dajin protect itself? Not to mention Song people, but only the remaining Khitan people , are ready to move behind the scenes, and the ancestors are in jeopardy."

Wanyan Zongpan's expression was calm, and he said in a calm manner: "Father, there is no need to be angry. My Dajin is fighting for the whole country, and everyone in Dajinzi can mount a horse to fight. Therefore, at most two or three years of recuperation, my Dajin can raise more One hundred thousand soldiers!
Father...or simply take the bottom line, strike first, and imprison all the princes in Shangjing, and punish them all..."

Wanyan Zongpan waved his hand decisively and made a murderous gesture.

Wu Qimai looked gloomy and cold, raised his head and glanced at Yan Zongpan, lowered his voice and scolded angrily: "How can brothers and sisters of the same clan kill each other, you must never mention this again!"

A trace of disappointment flashed across Wanyan Zongpan's eyes, but he still respectfully saluted with fists in his hands: "In that case, I'm guilty, and I'll leave!"

In Wanyan Zongpan's view, now is a good opportunity to solve the troubles of Aguda's disciples.

The elite troops of Wanyan Zonghan and Wanyan Zongwang are in Youzhou, and Wu Qimai can take thunderous measures in Shangjing to wipe out all the Aguda disciples.

However, Wanyan Zongpan knew Wu Qimai's disposition.

Although he was deeply afraid of Ah Gu's beating the disciples, but if he was to let him kill these dozen nephews, he still couldn't do such a thing.

Wanyan Zongpan sighed and walked away resentfully.

He felt that his father's Han books were not read too much, but too little.

The struggle for imperial power in the Han Dynasty was bloody almost everywhere, and it was not uncommon for the father to kill the son or the son to kill the father.

Wanyan Zongpan is a very ambitious person.

But he knew very well that although his father was the emperor, if he didn't do something, the Dajin throne would not belong to him at all.

Wanyan Zongpan stood in the cold wind and looked back at Wu Qibu's Wangwangzhai, his eyes flickered.

After a long time, Wanyan Zongpan stomped his feet and walked away.

……

Zhendingfu.

The barracks outside the city covered the sky and the sun, and hundreds of thousands of troops were hoarding here. One can imagine the momentum.

At present, the military rations of the Eastern Army are half and half of stewed potatoes and regular pasta. Because it is the middle of winter and the weather is very cold, Wang Lin ordered people to promote a kind of food called "Nutrition Soup" in the army as early as last month. .

To put it bluntly, it is the big pot of future generations.

Pork, mutton, pork bones, mutton bones, boiled into soup.

Then add soaked bean sprouts to the soup, all kinds of winter vegetable tofu, etc., you can add anything.

Anyway, a large pot of mess was boiled out. The soldiers of the Eastern Army gathered around the bonfire, ate a bite of boiled potatoes, and drank a bowl of steaming nutritious soup. It was very comfortable to avoid the cold and supplement the nutrients needed by the human body.

Later, the Western Army, that is, the [-] soldiers and horses stationed under Zhong Shidao's camp, quickly learned this way of eating and cooking.

However, the nutritious soup cooked by the cooking staff of the Western Army is almost incomparable with that of the Eastern Army in terms of taste.

Dongjun's soup is delicious, but Dongjun's smell is so strong that it is difficult to swallow.

Only later did the Western Army know that it was because the Eastern Army used a condiment called monosodium glutamate, which was expensive and was produced by King Yan, but it was supplied to the army for free.

And what Dongjun eats is snowflake salt that has no peculiar smell.

And that's not all.

There is also the wonderful taste of the Eastern Army's barbecue. It is impossible to forget the generals of the Western Army once they have been a guest in Han Shizhong's camp.

He brazenly asked for a small packet of snowflake salt and monosodium glutamate from Han Shizhong, and when he went back, he ordered his soldiers to roast the meat for a few days, and ate it with his central army general.

This is really a trivial matter that cannot be smaller.

But Chinese people have always been concerned about inequality rather than scarcity.

When the soldiers of the Western Army increasingly found that there was a huge gap in logistics support and equipment supply between themselves and Wang Lin's confidant, the Eastern Army, they gradually lost their psychological balance.

They are also imperial imperial guards, so how can the Eastern Army eat so well and receive such high salaries... and so on.

As this sentiment spread among the Xijun, rumors that Xijun was raised by his stepmother spread widely.

The Western Army under Zhong Shidao's command was already arrogant, and there were many rebellious and rebellious people in the army, and there were many soldiers who were stroked by the bottom army.

It is precisely because of this that occasionally there will be a little friction between the Western Army and the nearest neighbor Han Shizhong's Eastern Army.

Han Shizhong didn't take it too seriously, but strictly supervised his own army.

After all, the new year is coming soon, and after the new year, all the armies will go to their respective defense areas and leave Zhending mansion.

……

Tomorrow is Zhengdan.

With his huge logistics team, Ma Kuo dispatched materials from all over the Song Dynasty into the army in batches. Because of the Chinese New Year, the army will supply meat and pay for these two days, which is a huge waste of money.

Ma Kuo and Zhang Jun were almost too busy to touch the ground.

Wang Lin was writing hard in his study. He wanted to write a family letter to Han Yan and his family members to celebrate the New Year.

What I wrote to Han Yan is: My wife Duanxian, who sits in the capital and is in the inner house of Hefu, is not easy.In Zhending, Hebei, I wish my wife and son a healthy New Year, and peace is a blessing.

What I wrote to Zhao Fujin was: The New Year is approaching, the mountains and rivers are far away, one night I can't sleep, I look south at the capital.Thinking of Jun still looking forward to it, I wish I could use my body to Xu Feiyan and send my love to Acacia.

What I wrote to Pan Jinlian was: Jinlian, my wife, see the words as if they are face to face.After receiving the letter, I was very excited when I learned that I was about to give birth, but I felt ashamed... No matter whether you have a child or a daughter, they are your own flesh and blood, so you don't have to worry about it, just wait for the delivery with peace of mind.

What I wrote for Li Qingzhao and Zhu Shuzhen is an old work, the Qingyu case in Qingzhou: Dongfeng night puts flowers and thousands of trees.More blowing down, stars like rain.BMW carving cars are fragrant all over the road.The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night.

Moer snow willow golden strands.The smile was filled with fragrance.People look for him thousands of Baidu.Suddenly looking back, the person was there, dimly lit.

……

The room was warm and warm. Zhu Lian wore a white dress and studied ink for Wang Lin with a smile. Seeing that Wang Lin wrote letters for all the girls one by one, and seeing that there was even one of his own, she couldn't help but smiled coquettishly: "Mr. The slave family is right in front of you, what can't you say in person, and you have to write a letter from home?"

Wang Lin smiled: "Lian'er, from now on, I will write a letter home to you every Chinese New Year, no matter where you are, I hope you can hear my heartfelt words.

In the future, how many years will pass, when we are old, we can sit around the fire, hum beautiful songs, and read the letters I wrote to you... There is no happiness in life like this. "

There was tenderness on Zhu Lian's face.

She threw herself into Wang Lin's arms regardless, leaned on his chest and said softly, "I understand what Mr. Xiang means, we will grow old together..."

Wang Lin was slightly taken aback, sighed softly, and couldn't help humming a song that sounded wonderful to Zhu Lian: The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old slowly with you.Collect bits and pieces of laughter along the way, and save them for later chatting slowly while sitting in a rocking chair...

Wang Lin sang like crazy.

He thought of the dreamy past, the long rainy alley, and the lilac-like girl holding an oil-paper umbrella that he loved in his previous life.

Until her shadow completely overlapped with Zhu Lian.

The two hugged tightly.

Yan Qing's hasty and low voice suddenly came from outside the door: "My lord, I will report something urgent at the end!"

Wang Lin frowned, his heart tightened.

He knew Yan Qing's temperament, at this time, unless something serious happened, Yan Qing would not enter the inner house in person and wanted to meet him face to face.

Wang Lin lightly stroked Zhu Lian's back, signaling her to avoid the inner room, and then said calmly, "Xiao Yi, come in."

　I won the bid, got a positive sun, had a persistent high fever, felt intense reactions all over my body, and was in so much pain that I couldn’t sit still. I will keep writing these two days, but I can’t guarantee how much I will write.Sorry everyone.

　　
　
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