[Southern Song Dynasty] Splendid mountains and rivers

Ever heard of the "Prisoner's Dilemma"?

When the two prisoners were held separately, every move they made was a gamble.

The current situation is a Golden State version of the Prisoner's Dilemma.

Half of Zong Bi's personal soldiers believed that Zong Bi was really dead, while the other half didn't even believe it.

Zong Bi himself had a livid face, and asked Song Jun if he planned to completely tear himself apart from Jin Guo.

Zhao Yuan asked someone to bring three sentences to Zong Bi:

"If you try to contact the army under your command, we will be very happy, because we can take advantage of the trend to understand the way the Jin people communicate with each other. Remember, here, you only have one person, and we have [-] Song troops."

"If you still expect someone from Shangjing to come - believe me, you will never see the envoy from Shangjing."

"We'll never believe you're 'broken down.' Once you start acting crazy or starving to die, you're going to die instantly."

It is said that Zong Bi's expression changed immediately after hearing these three sentences.

Not white with anger, nor red with anger, but the ashes of a fiasco.

Because these three sentences have cut off all possible ways for him to get out of trouble.

"Does Di Ji think that he will obediently wait to die?" Hong Ling hurriedly looked at Zhao Yuan with a little awe in his eyes.

Zhao Yuan replied: "He will not wait to die, but the more he wants to get out of trouble, the more painful it will be."

"Then you..."

"Wanyan Zongbi, the fourth prince of the Kingdom of Jin, and the famous Jin Wushu are actually not very powerful, what do you think?"

Hong Ling choked on her words and rolled the whites of his eyes, unable to speak for a long time.It wasn't that Wanyan Zongbi was stupid and incompetent at all, but that the Emperor Ji in front of him was too enchanting.

Fortunately, she is just an Empress.

Hong Ling hurriedly decided to shut up, and then silently wrote a reply to Zhao Gou.

Not long after, news came from the other end that most of Zong Bi's soldiers committed suicide, and a small half tried to break out of the encirclement and report back, and many died.The remaining few had either broken arms or broken legs, and they couldn't make any waves anymore.

Zhong Yi sent someone to ask Zhao Yuan, should these people be killed or kept?

Zhao Yuan said without hesitation to keep it.

Hongling hurriedly jumped to the side: "These people, if they stay here, it will be a disaster!"

"Why don't I know how many time bombs they are?" Zhao Yuan felt helpless, "But even if it is a time bomb, there are still a few timers that can be disassembled. Break their legs, lock them up separately, and serve them with delicious food and drink." For a few days, I will keep it useful."

Hongling was dumbfounded.

Although he couldn't understand what a "time bomb" was, he could clearly hear the last sentence "leg discount".

"Think I'm cruel?" Zhao Yuan looked at him and smiled.

Hongling swallowed anxiously.

"As a woman, I'm indeed too vicious." Zhao Yuan shrugged needlessly, "But who cares? Even if you have to go to the mountains of swords and seas of fire after death, that's something after death."

Who cares?

One after another, the sons of the Han family who died in battle cared about it, and the Bianliang refugees who were deprived of rations and wandered on the vast wasteland cared about...

Then she might as well be a cruel evildoer who will harm the country.

After Zhao Yuan settled those special "prisoners", he nestled in the mattress and squinted for a while.Hong Ling was in a hurry to write letters outside without stopping, and Zhong Yi came and went several times, but he just stared at her for a while and then left.It was not the first time that he felt that he could not keep up with Zhao Yuan.Discounted legs?Separate custody?Are you still serving me with delicious food and drink?What does she want to do?

Teenager is frustrated.

It seemed that every time he was in front of Zhao Yuan, he felt that he couldn't keep up.

The farther you chase, the farther you chase.

The boy went to the martial arts arena with his spear in his arms, and practiced the marksmanship taught by his grandfather over and over again.He couldn't figure out what was wrong with him, he just thought of Zhao Yuan's faint smile and her forever calm and calm look over and over again.

Do all the concubines taught in the deep palace look like this?

Roufu... Di Ji...

"Lang Jun." A general is calling him.

Zhong Yi stopped the rehearsal, and his underwear was already soaked with sweat.

"The order of the Privy Council has come down, and you have been promoted to the Deputy Chief of Shaanxi Road and the Defense Envoy of Meizhou."

Zhong Yi was startled suddenly: "Meizhou?!..."

Are they crazy?

"Where is Master Wu Jie?"

"It is said that he was promoted to the deputy envoy of the Bianzhou regiment training." The general replied cautiously.

This time with the great victory on the Hebei Road, all the soldiers from King Kang to the subordinates were in high spirits, and even the leaders Zhong Yi and Wu Jie were repeatedly promoted.But... are they crazy?

The official ranks of the general manager, defense envoy, and regiment training envoy are actually the same.Compared with their original identities, this kind of promotion can definitely be regarded as a straight rise.

but……

Shaanxi Road, bordering Xixia, has always been the main battlefield of the Chong Family's Western Army.

Meizhou is located on Chengdu Fu Road, far away from the tribes of Tubo, and further south is Dali.

Bianzhou is actually Bianliang where the royal court is located.

These three positions are extremely dangerous.But obviously, both of them won the battle north of the Yellow River, but Zhong Yi was transferred to defend Xixia, Tubo, and Dali, and Wu Jie specialized in one point: guarding Gyeonggi.

See what's coming?

Zhong Yi's battle line is too long!

What are those old men thinking about being transferred to guard the northwest and southwest borders at such a terrible time? !

"I'm afraid it's not me that needs to be transferred, but the entire Zhong family." Zhong Yi frowned slightly, "This time when we went north to cross the river, the Zhong family only sent me here... What King Kang meant was that the Chong family just guarded the border. Don't worry about it."

"Lang Jun?"

Zhong Yi smiled: "After all, it was the long-cherished wish of my grandfather and uncle. If I don't do it, there will always be someone from Chong's family who will do it."

He put away his long spear, and was about to go to pick up the seal amulet, when suddenly someone rushed to report: "His Royal Highness King Kang is here."

"What?" Zhong Yi was startled.

"His Royal Highness Kang Wang came in person."

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Zhao Yuan was full of sleep.

Incense was burning in the tent, and two well-behaved maidservants stood by the bed, one on the left and the other on the right.Beside the table, a slightly thin and tall young man was writing something with his head bowed, and there was a volume of imperial edict beside the inkstone—it was the emperor's blood imperial edict she forged back then.

"Ninth brother?" Zhao Yuan was startled.

It was Kang Wang Zhao Gou.

Zhao Gou gave a faint "huh" and said, "Wait until I finish writing this picture."

Zhao Yuan shrank back under the quilt silently, secretly thinking about the reason for Zhao Gou's visit this time.After a while, Zhao Gou put away the pen, called the servant girl to come forward, and slowly unfolded the calligraphy for him.

The dripping ink stains are somewhat ferocious, and there is no lack of strength in the ruggedness.Zhao Yuan covered his mouth and laughed twice: "Good word."

"Good calligraphy?" Zhao Gou also laughed, "Huanhuan, do you really think Brother Jiu's calligraphy is good?"

On the snow-white rice paper, there are only two words - check and balance.

The way of checks and balances, the art of the emperor.

Zhao Yuan frowned slightly, but did not speak.

"I know what you are thinking." Zhao Gou's tone was still faint, "You are very smart, Huanhuan, but you are not a man after all—not a prince. As an emperor concubine, you are already amazingly talented... ..."

"enough!"

"...You're angry, did what I said touch you?" Zhao Gou came to the edge of the bed and sat down, looked into Zhao Yuan's eyes, and said to her quietly, "I believe Brother Nine, Brother Nine won't Harm you. In this world, only the Zhao family can sit."

"I can't control this!" Zhao Yuan was almost speechless, "I hate the Jin people to death and the Liao people to death—"

"I hate it too." Zhao Gou stretched out his hand and carefully closed her neckline.

Zhao Yuan's expression changed for a moment when he started talking.

Zhao Gou withdrew his hand slowly, still looked at Zhao Yuan quietly, and asked her, "Then what's your next idea?"

Zhao Yuan took a deep breath, slowly calmed down, and glanced outside.Zhao Gou let out a faint "huh" again, clapped his hands twice crisply, and then two people lifted a large sand table[1] up.

"I want to hear what you mean, Huanhuan." Zhao Gou said.

Zhao Yuan collected himself, pointed to a rolling mountain range on the sand table and said, "Here."

"Taihang Mountain?"

"Taihang Mountain, the Great Wall Ancient Road, and the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal can be divided into three routes. But the most important one is Zhuozhou."

Zhao Gou followed Zhao Yuan's finger, thought for a while, and suddenly smiled.

"You mean, Yanyun Sixteen States?"

"Yes, it is Yanyun Sixteen States." Zhao Yuan admitted with a nod, "Although it is risky to march thousands of miles, it is indeed possible to tear a hole from Yanyun and steal the back door of his house."

"That is—surround Wei and save Zhao."

[1] The sand table existed in the Eastern Han Dynasty, although it certainly cannot be compared with modern ones...