The end of the world begins with the king

Chapter 717
On the tenth day of June, after completing all reorganization matters and disbanding all the captive civilian husbands, Zhao Yanxun finally ordered the main force to move eastward.

The so-called demobilization of the civilians and the defeat of the soldiers is actually not very accurate.

Of the large number of people here, only tens of thousands choose to return home, and the others are willing to stay in Hexi County and wait for the autumn harvest before returning home.

And the people and soldiers returning home now are not useless to Zhao Yanxun, but will become his propagandists, letting more people know his benevolence of King Yong.

In the past few days, his actual control population has been increasing.

It's just that after the first-level system was locked, the functions of the second-level system were also adjusted. He had to add 10 people before he could upgrade his subordinates.

The [-] to [-] troops marched eastward for more than ten miles, but they did not encounter any resistance along the way.

The two cavalry troops of the imperial court had withdrawn to the west of Jishui early, and did not dare to send troops to attack.

Apparently, the imperial court planned to shrink back and form a defense line like a copper wall to block all the Yong army to the west of Jishui.

While the army was marching, Zhao Yanxun took only [-] people from the front guard of the hall, and walked back and forth among the troops.

It is midsummer now, the weather is extremely hot, and the daily march is not very long.

From Donghe Mansion to Jishui, it is about two hundred miles away, and it will take about four days for the army to march.

Of course it can be faster, but it will cause the army to be exhausted, which is not necessary.

The eastern part of Hexi County, including Gyeonggi County, is basically a plain. Although it is more suitable for growing food, it is not conducive to military defense.

After losing Zhenxi Pass, except for a few rivers, there is no danger to the west of the capital.

The fertile field is thousands of miles away, and the wind blows the wheat waves, but it is a beautiful scenery.

Walking on the official road while riding a horse, Zhao Yanxun glanced at the wheat fields, and said to Wang Shiwei, the governor of Hexi, "Look at the scene, there must be a bumper harvest this year!"

After the "light show" that night, Wang Shiwei, like other officials, obeyed the destiny and surrendered to Zhao Yanxun.

The following autumn harvest will be organized by this group of officials to provide a strong guarantee for the Yong army.

And with these grains, Zhao Yanxun can stabilize people's hearts after taking the capital.

The food that can be exchanged by the system is more difficult to support an army of [-], and it is even more impossible to feed a million people in Gyeonggi County.

No matter how holy and righteous Zhao Yanxun packs himself up, if the people below can't even eat, then he won't even think about having a good reputation.

What's more dangerous is that if there is no food, people will starve to death, and it will cause turmoil near the capital, which is not conducive to him integrating all forces and restoring order across the country.

That's right, Zhao Yanxun's worries at the moment are not only focused on the imperial court in the capital, but also on the overall situation of the whole country.

The rebellion in the southwest and the separatist tendency in the south made him feel a little tricky.

At this time, Wang Shiwei said from the side: "Your Highness, although there is a big harvest, the wheat seedlings must grow!"

"What do you mean?" Zhao Yanxun asked back.

I only heard Wang Shiwei say: "This time the army marched eastward and trampled a lot of wheat seedlings. I hope your Highness will learn from you!"

"There is such a thing?" Zhao Yanxun glanced at Wang Shiwei and other officials.

Another official said: "Your Highness, this statement is true, there are indeed a lot of wheat seedlings being trampled!"

Zhao Yanxun really didn't pay attention to this point, after all, he had never encountered such fertile fields when marching in the past.

Wang Shiwei immediately said: "If your Highness doesn't believe it, you can go to the field to check it yourself!"

Zhao Yanxun didn't hesitate, so he rode his horse and approached the ground.

The official road is only less than two feet wide, and the Yong army is marching with 8 or [-] people. Of course, it is impossible to only follow the official road.

If this is the case, the entire marching team will be longer, and it will not be conducive to the assembly of troops, let alone mutual support.

Therefore, when the army is marching, it must be stretched at least nearly a hundred meters horizontally, which will inevitably march in the ground.

Although there is a distance between the rows of wheat, they are relatively close after all, and it is easy to trample on them if you don't pay attention.

The army stepped all the way from Donghe Mansion to the edge of Jishui, which would indeed lose a lot of food.

"Zhang Meng..."

Zhang Meng, who was guarding the periphery, hurried forward on his horse and said, "The minister is here!"

Zhao Yanxun said in a deep voice: "Immediately send an order that the entire army must not trample on the wheat seedlings, and those who violate it will be given twenty lashes!"

Zhang Meng immediately replied: "The minister has taken the order, so I will send someone to deliver the order!"

But at this moment, Zhao Yanxun got off the horse and was disturbed by Mai Miao's thigh, which was so startled that it threw the horse's tail directly.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the horse's tail swept down a large piece of wheat seedlings, and many ears of wheat that had not yet grown fell to the ground.

This... is more embarrassing, and Zhao Yanxun also felt very embarrassed.

He had just issued an order to destroy the wheat seedlings and whip them twenty times, and so many people at the scene heard them all.

This damn horse, this damn horse tail... Zhao Yanxun cursed inwardly.

The next moment, Zhao Yanxun's gaze turned to Wang Shiwei, thinking to himself that this guy should be a smart person who can save him from the siege.

"My king's mount destroys the wheat seedlings, all because of my lack of restraint, so I should be fined!"

The next moment, Zhao Yanxun said resolutely: "Military orders are like mountains... Zhang Meng, fetch the whip!"

The military order must be implemented like a mountain, and it happens to be a warning for the whole army, and it can also let Zhao Yanxun take the opportunity to show off.

Of course, the premise is that Zhao Yanxun can ensure that he will never be whipped, otherwise his authority will be damaged, and it will become a joke.

That's right, Zhao Yanxun can indeed guarantee that he will not be whipped.

Even if Zhang Meng and Dianqianwei's soldiers cut off their own heads, they would never be more unwilling to be rough on Zhao Yanxun.

Therefore, after Zhao Yanxun gave the order, Zhang Meng did not move at all.

"Zhang Meng, are you deaf?"

Hearing Zhao Yanxun's scolding, Zhang Meng still didn't answer, and knelt down on the ground with a "plop", still showing a bit of aggrieved face.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Meng argued for himself: "My lord, how dare the ministers be disrespectful, please take it back!"

Zhao Yanxun immediately asked: "The military order is like a mountain, and the order must be followed. Are you going to let Gu take the lead in violating the military order? Trapped in an unjust situation?"

Zhang Meng didn't know how to answer these words, so he knocked his head on the ground for a while, acting like an ostrich to avoid the problem, since he would not "execute" anyway.

In fact, Zhao Yanxun's two questions were not asked by Zhang Meng, but by Wang Shiwei and other civil officials present.

These people are familiar with the scriptures and naturally know how to debate.

Sure enough, when the situation froze at the moment, Wang Shiwei stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, don't do this!"

"Are you also going to be alone in injustice?"

Zhao Yanxun's rhetorical question seemed a bit pretentious, but in the eyes of the guards present, it was extraordinarily righteous.

Wang Shiwei also spoke righteously: "Your Highness has a body of a thousand pieces of gold, how can torture be added?"

"Of course it is good to strictly observe military discipline, but His Highness is responsible for the safety of the world, how can you only focus on military discipline?"

"If His Highness intends to kill himself, not only will he not be able to correct military discipline, but it will also make the soldiers' hearts uneasy, so that they will lose the battle. Wouldn't it be a waste of money?"

Immediately afterwards, Wang Shiwei said: "Your Highness upholds the destiny, is wise and wise, and will not do such an unwise thing in the future!"

According to Wang Shiwei, if Zhao Yanxun insists on whipping himself, he will become an unwise person who does not know the righteousness.

Sure enough, it was the civil servant who opened his mouth, black and white casually... Zhao Yanxun couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

With Wang Shiwei's words, some officials immediately opened their mouths: "My lord Wang's words are very true. Your Highness should carry on the past and forge ahead. Of course, you don't have to follow the rules like ordinary people!"

Next, there were more officials to persuade them, and there were more tricks to say.

In the end, Zhao Yanxun said in a deep voice: "What Zhuqing said is reasonable, but since I have made mistakes, I should be punished!"

"Come here, take off the king's armor, and use the armor to replace the king to be punished. Thirty lashes!"

This is what Zhao Yanxun thought of as the perfect ending to this "show".

Seeing that Zhang Meng still didn't move, Zhao Yanxun angrily scolded: "Zhang Meng, hurry up and execute the execution!"

"Yes!" Zhang Meng answered with great difficulty.

But at this time, Wang Shiwei and others couldn't persuade them anymore, and they also felt that this was a way to get the best of both worlds.

But even so, for Zhang Meng and others, whipping Zhao Yanxun's armor was an extremely difficult task.

pop... pop... pop...

Looking at the guards whipping the armor, Zhao Yanxun on the horse had a serious expression, but laughed in his heart.

How different am I from that thief Cao... Zhao Yanxun sighed secretly!

(End of this chapter)