The happy life of a prodigal

This is a great opportunity for the tribes of the grassland, which is rare in a thousand years!

If there is no such opportunity, under the strategy of God's Punishment and tea-horse trade, the tribes of the grassland will be reduced to horse farms for the Great Chu court in a hundred years.

The pride of the tribes of the grassland and the people of the eagle will no longer exist!

But......

Everyone looked at each other, and they could see the emotion in each other's eyes.

They understand too well how rare this opportunity is.

Moreover, there is also a certain basis, as early as a few months ago, they had heard of it.

Today's Great Chu court fell into the hands of a young man, and those warriors in the Great Chu court no longer supported their emperor.

In this way, as the next emperor of the Great Chu court, it was normal for King Kang to be impatient.

Just paying for the positions of the two states and adding some food can regain the rights and status of the emperor.

No one can resist such a temptation.

After a while, Qi Yanxiong suddenly stood up, looked around, and said loudly: "No matter what you think or how you do, my Qiyan Department must participate in this matter!

If this thing can be done, my Qiyan Department will send [-] knights, [-] cattle and sheep, and enough food for half a year. You only need the most remote quarter of the Yan department, and the remaining three quarters are divided among you! "

Twenty thousand knights, enough food for half a year?

This... This is almost the entire property of the Begging Yan Department!

When everyone heard this, they all looked at each other.

They felt the determination of the Qiyan Department to take revenge, and also felt the sincerity of both sides.

If it were in the past, they would have already stood up and made an alliance with blood.

However, at this time, they were much more cautious after fleeing from the desert a year ago.

It was still the people from Zhalu's department who stood up, first looked at Yuan Junzhe in Prince Kang's mansion, and then at Qi Yanxiong, with a very serious expression, and said: "If this is really the case, our Zhalu's department will also Willing to give everything to avenge the shame of a year ago!

But before that, we must make sure that this map is true. In the past year, the people of the grassland have suffered a lot.

We... can't stand such a toss! "

When Qi Yanxiong heard this, he felt a little upset, but there was nothing he could do.

Zhalu's department brought up what happened a year ago time and time again, just slapping him in the face again and again.

But what can I do?

The fact is that, a year ago, the recklessness of the Qiyan tribe did cost the grassland tribes a huge price.

This year, all tribes have experienced various situations, hunger, cold, panic...

Without enough confidence, it would be impossible for them to make the decision to attack Da Chu again.

Qi Yanxiong also understood this point, so he restrained his anger, looked at that person, and said loudly: "Okay! You can send people to follow this Master Yuan to verify the authenticity of this map.

If it is false, from now on, I beg Yan Xiong never to mention the matter of setting foot in Dachu, if it is true..."

Having said that, he paused, looked around, and said with a serious expression: "If it is true, you should be fully prepared!"

"it is good!"

The people from Zaru's department also responded loudly.

"The purpose of inviting you today is to discuss this matter. Now that this matter is almost finished, the rest is to eat meat and drink heavily. I respect you first!"

After Qi Yanxiong finished speaking, he picked up a jug of wine and drank it down.

When everyone saw this scene, they also drank and ate meat.

For a while, the atmosphere relaxed a lot.

Yuan Junzhe looked at them as if they were feasting, without any change in expression, but there was some disdain in his heart.

Barbarians... Sure enough, just barbarians...

Then, he picked up his teacup and took a sip.

Do your best to look dignified and elegant.

At this time, the person beside him suddenly looked at him, frowned, and said rather dissatisfied: "You Chu people, why don't you drink? Are you looking down on us?"

Yuan Junzhe squeezed out a smile when he heard this, and hurriedly said with a smile: "How could it be..."

"Since you didn't look down on us, why didn't you drink?"

Does this... have anything to do with this?

Yuan Junzhe was very helpless, and silently cursed "barbarians" in his heart.

Immediately, I had no choice but to pick up the flagon and wanted to take a sip.

But the jug was too heavy, and it fell on the table without noticing it for a moment.

Everyone burst into laughter when they saw this scene.

Point at him.

For a moment, the big tent was filled with joyful atmosphere.

Chapter 865 Qiuning Mansion

The four northern states, as the name suggests, are composed of four state capitals.

Of course, there are still big differences between these four state capitals and other state capitals.

One state capital is almost worth three or four state capitals elsewhere.

At this moment, the atmosphere in Qiuning Mansion, which is the closest to the grassland tribes, gradually became tense.

During this period of time, although the government office did not post any notices, the soldiers who were originally stationed in Qiuning Town, fifty miles away, began to station in Qiuning City.

The villagers who were close to the grassland were also informed in advance that during this period of time, there might be bandits coming and going, so they should be more careful.

Luggage should also be packed in advance.

It is not the first time that the people of Qiuning Mansion have experienced similar things.

Almost every one or two years, in autumn and winter, they would start to pack their luggage, and if there was a slight disturbance, they would flee to Qiuning Prefecture.

This is impossible.

People from the grassland tribes would turn into horse bandits and come to Qiuning Mansion to plunder if they ran out of food in autumn and winter.

And their way to deal with it is to drop some small things, pack up their luggage, and flee to Fucheng, there is no other way.

They are used to it.

However, the villagers who observe carefully will find that the situation seems to be a little different this time.

As usual, at most one or two people rode into the village and left in a hurry.

This time it was different. The soldiers from Fucheng came in groups, and some of them stayed in the village.

Even found a place to stay.

This is very unusual, but even so, they don't understand what the adults above are going to do.

Just silently do what you should do.

Pack your things...go to town.

At this moment, Qiuning Prefecture.

The atmosphere is no less relaxed than in the villages outside Fucheng.

Because of the business of tea and horses, there are also many merchants in this city of Qiuning, selling all kinds of things.

Undoubtedly, these merchants were the first to get the news no matter what happened.

There are even some people who are better informed than the local captain.

Therefore, when the common people saw these merchants leaving Fucheng nervously, they knew that the situation was not good.

But how bad it is, they don't know.

How could it be worse than before?

You know, there is a line between the four states and the grassland now.

This line is full of all kinds of punishment.

Even if horses, cattle and sheep accidentally step on this line, they will die without a burial.

Once the tribes of the grassland dare to invade, this line will spread and be hidden.

The knights of the grassland tribes will lose more than one-third before reaching the walls of the four northern states.

Can the grassland ministries afford such a loss?

Therefore, although the common people feel a little nervous, they haven't reached the point where they need to leave with their families.

In the Yamen of Qiuning Mansion, the local officials kept arguing about this matter.

"My lord, what happened? In three days, General Meng, the important general of Qiuning Town, will arrive.

In the past, unless it was an emergency, General Meng would retreat to Fucheng.

This time, there was no movement at all, and General Meng retreated to Fucheng.

Not to mention anything else, the food and shelter in this prefecture may not be enough for the soldiers to live in..."

"That's right, if something happens, tell us about it, my lord, and we'll have an idea in our hearts. It's not clear, and we don't know what to do."

"My lord, almost all the merchants in this city have left, and some of the people with money have also left with the merchants, and those who stay are unwilling to leave. You can tell us the truth and tell the people in the city. Let's be honest, it doesn't matter..."

The magistrate of Qiuning Mansion heard these words, frowned, and said angrily: "What's the use of asking me? If I know, why would I keep it from you.

All I know is that the letter from Marquis Xin'an to me states that all the people outside the Fucheng should be evacuated to the Fucheng, and no one should be left behind.

Now, only the outermost ones are evacuated first, and the rest of the villages are in the past few days. If you have the time to ask the officials here for answers, you might as well go out and help others, and let the people evacuate to Fucheng. "

When everyone heard this, they all showed surprise.

All withdraw to Fucheng?

Leaving aside whether Fucheng can accommodate so many people, let's just say... has things really come to this point?

So critical?

"My lord, there is not enough food in Fucheng!"

Humane.

The magistrate glanced at him, and said indifferently: "Is it enough for a month?"

"This......"

The man hesitated for a moment, thought for a while, and replied: "If you count the people in the villages and the soldiers of Qiuning Town, it should be enough for one and a half months."

Hearing this, the magistrate said calmly: "One and a half months is enough, counting the food stored in Qiuning Town, two months is far more than the one month that Marquis Xin'an said..."

The person next to him heard the word 'Xin'an Hou', and remembered what he had heard from the elders in the family, with a hesitant expression on his face.

After struggling for a long time, I still couldn't bear it anymore, and said: "My lord, you can't trust Xin'anhou's words in everything, it's not that the lower officials have any prejudice against Xin'anhou, it's just that Xin'anhou has never left the capital after all.

Even if he left the capital, he never came to our place, let alone saw the ferocity of those barbarians.

If those barbarians really came, the time to siege the city, if not a month or two.

From what the following officials know about those barbarians, they must have sent some of them here to stay here, pretending to besiege the city, and then...

Together, we should prepare food for at least half a year.

At least get through this winter...

There are only two months of food, and if the barbarians don't retreat by then, the city of Qiuning..."

"enough!"

The prefect of Qiuning turned his head and glared at the man, and said coldly: "Is it true that I don't know what you said? General Dang Meng doesn't know? Marquis Dang Xin'an doesn't know?

Since Marquis Xin'an did this, there must be a reason behind it, don't bother, just do it, that's fine! "

"This......"