Qihuang

Yan Liao raised his lips slightly, he guessed it.

During the civil unrest in Jizhou in the previous life, it was Tang Po who took the lead in organizing the militia to resist Da'an.So in this life, Yan Liao guessed that he might still be this person.He did guess right, too.

Yan Liao said: "The rebellious people are forced to turn back. Since you are here, come here. The border of Mobei is next to Xiagu. Xiagu can open warehouses for disaster relief. Baicaotang is also close to treat the wounded."

The people in Jizhou rioted, and they were really driven into a hurry.

Zhu Yong was a tyrannical government when he was alive. Now that the snow is suffering and no one cares about it, the people have suffered losses, are homeless, injured and hungry. In order to survive, he will do anything.

Although Mobei is not rich, but compared with the surrounding area, it is definitely the best place. They naturally want to come to Mobei to fight for resources to survive.

Xu Shaoqing: "My son doesn't know who that Tang Po is, does he? He..."

Yan Liao took the words lightly: "He is a rogue, a rogue who is good at talking. On the other hand, he is very inspiring, he can say black into white, and white into black. He takes advantage of this period to trick a group of people Follow him to revolt."

Xu Shaoqing was shocked again, he didn't tell Shizi anything, why did Shizi know everything?How does the prince even know such a small person?Does he really predict things like a god?

Seeing that the prince was very clear, Xu Shaoqing hurriedly said: "Second son, since this is the case, why do you need to reason with the rascals in the market, wouldn't it be better to kill others?"

It was precisely because Xu Shaoqing was unable to deal with this scoundrel that he came to Mobei to ask Shizi Yan to beat the mob to the ground.

Yan Liao shook his head: "Jizhou is the territory of Da'an after all, and it is separated from Mobei by a layer of film. If this son wants to take Jizhou, it is best to have Jizhou people help take Jizhou. Right now there happens to be a Jizhou person who can speak well, Letting him surrender will make it easier for me to take over the entire Jizhou."

The nine counties of Jizhou are not small.

It is time-consuming and labor-intensive to fight hard, and it is natural to do less if you can manage less.

Yan Shizi's way of marching troops has always been to pay the least price and obtain the most abundant fruits.

Yan Liao thought that since he knew what kind of person the enemy leader was, this matter would be easier to handle.

He said to Xu Shaoqing: "You don't have to worry about this matter, I have other things for you to do, and I need you to go to Nama in a few days."

Before Xu Shaoqing recovered, he was about to be sent to Nama again, and he didn't know what Yan Shizi wanted to do for a while.

Yan Liao explained in a rare way: "I know you are good at calculating and calculating carefully. Go to prepare and go to Nama with the people from the Ministry of Rites. I will leave it to you to sign the trade agreement. In the next year, my son will see three thousand war horses."

Xu Shaoqing was moved, Shizi Yan even knew about his love for abacus?This was clearly arranged when I first arrived.

But after going to Nama, who will handle the affairs of Jizhou?Xu Shaoqing asked: "What about Jizhou...?"

Yan Liao's lips curled up: "Of course I will leave it to that person to play tricks on me."

Therefore, Wang Xinbai, who was standing on his head in the prime minister's mansion, sneezed suddenly.

Seeing Yan Liao's confident appearance, Xu Shaoqing didn't know what to say.

Although he thought that Prince Yan could solve the mob issue, he really didn't expect that Prince Yan was not even planning to go to war.

However, Yan Shizi's every sentence was very reasonable, so he couldn't refute it.

Only then did Xu Shaoqing realize again how one-sided and superficial his views on Yan Shizi were before.

However, Xu Shaoqing still held a trace of confusion in his heart.The prince and all the officials did not discuss it, and directly made a decision to let a group of Jizhou mobs enter the territory of Mobei. What do the ministers of the court and the people of Mobei think?

Don't they have complaints in their hearts?

Facts have proved that what Xu Shaoqing thought was right.How can there be no complaints, there is already a lot of noise!

All the officials directly knelt outside the Shizi's bedroom, kneeling in rows of pillars, begging the Shizi to eradicate the rioters who came to Mobei to riot.

The people outside the city were even more arguing, some clashed with the mob, and some were frightened and injured.

Yan Liao sneered, he handed over the matter to Xu Shaozhuo and Wang Xinbai, one of them supported by force, and the other bluffed to instigate rebellion, no accident, the matter could be resolved within a few days, Yan Liao didn't know that these ministers were Panic about something.

However, public opinion is like a seed, once germinated, it will spread rapidly.

I don't know where it started first, but there was another rumor in the market, saying that the son is the god of war to quell chaos, and he should be the master of peace.

When Xu Shaoqing slaughtered the small border tribe and returned to Mobei King City, these rumors were heard in his ears.

Xu Shaoqing asked the Ministry of Rites to go back to the palace first to return to his orders, while he went into a teahouse to have a rest.

The storyteller in the teahouse was drooling, talking about the famous wars of Yan Shizi in cadence, and a group of people drinking and eating peanuts below, their faces were not very excited. After Xu Shaoqing listened carefully, they really didn’t want to The prince helps Jizhou refugees.

As a native of Jizhou, Xu Shaoqing was not angry in his heart, his heart was tempered into steel on the day his father died.

He knows very well that it is not his turn to control whether people in the world are dead or alive. What he can do now is to work and climb under someone who is willing to reuse him, and slowly find a position that suits him.

Obviously, this person is now Prince Yan.

So Xu Shaoqing cared more about Yan Shizi's reputation than Yan Shizi himself.

Rubbing the knuckles of his knuckles, Xu Shaoqing thought for a while, lifted the hem of his clothes, got up from the seat at the back, walked through rows of tables and chairs full of people, and walked in front of Mr. Storyteller.

The storyteller stopped his loud voice, stared at the gentle and handsome scholar in front of him for a long time, and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

The scholar was wearing a green brocade suit, a black jade crown, and a jade ornament around his waist. He looked like a man of high status.The storyteller thought to himself, could it be that he met the prince?But he didn't say a word about the son's badness, did he?

Xu Shaoqing took out an ingot of broken silver and handed it to the storyteller: "Sir, go drink a cup of tea to moisten your throat, and borrow this table for the next time, how about it?"

"You can do whatever you want." Who would have trouble with Yin Zi?The storyteller took the broken silver with a happy face, and before leaving the stage, he helped Xu Shaoqing make a pose: "Come on, all you handsome masters and beautiful girls, I am tired of seeing the old face of this old man, now come and listen to this handsome man. Young Master wants to say something interesting."

Xu Shaoqing smiled softly, and slowly said in everyone's expectant eyes: "I am from Jizhou."

After this sound, the faces of the people in Mobei changed slightly.It can be seen that this person is handsome, and he is not like a mob refugee. I don't know what he wants to do.

Seeing the bottom line, Xu Shaoqing was just talking in a low voice, and no one had hit him with a cup of fruit plate. He thought it was better than he imagined, and continued: "I think everyone has seen the appearance of the mob in Jizhou, right?"

"I've seen it! Get out! Don't come to harm Mo Bei!"

"Haven't everyone thought about why only Mobei was the least affected by the disaster?"

"Then don't you need to think about it! We have a prince to protect Mobei!"

Xu Shaoqing smiled, these people, of course, bear the kindness of Yan Shizi, and of course stand still.

He said: "Have you ever thought about it, if Jizhou and Mobei become one mind, and the people of Jizhou live according to Mobei's tax laws and systems, they can sit in a teahouse and talk about everything like you."

Someone shouted: "It's their bad luck, they are not from Mobei."

Xu Shaoqing nodded. Sure enough, it's useless to be emotional with these people, and he probably won't listen to them with reason. He can only use the most common interest relationship to make them understand.

Xu Shaoqing also said: "Mobei is barren, and most of them rely on grazing to support their families. Jizhou is not the case. Jizhou has nine counties, mountains, plains, rivers and rivers. If Jizhou and Mobei work together, life in Mobei will be better. , haven't you thought about it?"

"That's right, just like the small tribe in the northern border signed a trade agreement with me in Mobei, and the northern border will no longer fight over the ownership of pastures."

There was a romantic young man with a folding fan in one hand, smiling all over his face, and walked slowly down the wooden ladder on the second floor, followed by a one-eyed general.

Xu Shaoqing's eyes darkened for a moment, and he stared straight at the one-eyed man.

The person who answered the conversation was of course Wang Xinbai, Wang Xinbai said with a smile: "Why don't you continue talking, sir?"

Xu Shaoqing looked at all the people in the hall, his voice was not loud, but he was very imposing, and said slowly and carefully: "The pros and cons of it, I think everyone has begun to understand it?"

The crowd was silent for a while, and spontaneously discussed again.

"The cloth in Jizhou is good, but their taxes are high and the price is too high. It is difficult for me to buy a set of silk cloth for my wife and children."

"No, their food is also good..."

Xu Shaoqing smiled slightly, stepped back from the high platform, and took the initiative to bow to Wang Xinbai: "I'm Xu Shaoqing."

Wang Xinbai avoided his salute, reported his name, and tapped Xu Shaozhuo with the handle of his fan: "Your brother is here, do you want to stay to catch up on the old days? I can go to Fangshan by myself first."

Those mobs who came to Mobei were intercepted in Fangshan Stream. Wang Xinbai used the old empty pasture nearby as a house, gave the refugees a place to live, and provided them with food and medicinal materials. In fact, the processing time is almost there .

Hearing what Wang Xinbai said, Xu Shaozhuo was a little moved.

Xu Shaozhuo knew about his father, but without Xu Shaoqing's confirmation, he dared not go home at all.

He has not returned home for many years, and he has not seen this brother brother for many years.

Xu Shaoqing looked at his younger brother's blind eyes, and in the end he just said lightly: "There's no need to talk about the old days, I still have things to do, the two adults should go get busy too."

With such a sentence, the expectation in Xu Shaozhuo's heart was immediately knocked down, and nothing came to light.

Xu Shaozhuo smiled a little: "Then...brother, slow down on your way."

Wang Xinbai felt the indifferent atmosphere between the two brothers, and the smile on his face was slightly suppressed.

As it got closer to too big, the people who set up stalls in the thick snow came out again.People come and go in Wangchengfang City, peaceful and lively. The expressions on the faces of these people are very different from those of the poor refugees in Fangshanjian.

Seeing Xu Shaozhuo's depression, Wang Xinbai murmured, "Your elder brother is very smart, no wonder the prince uses him."

Xu Shaozhuo chuckled: "That's right, my father said that my brother will make great achievements in the future."

Although Xu Shaozhuo was laughing, his smile...Wang Xinbai couldn't stand it.

Gently tapping Xu Shaozhuo's head, Wang Xinbai said: "He seems to be much smarter than you, but I don't know why, the first time I saw him, I didn't like him very much."

Xu Shaozhuo glared at him: "I guess my brother wouldn't like you if he knew you were the son of a prime minister but didn't want to be an official."

"It doesn't matter, I don't need him to like it." Wang Xin smiled: "But his idea coincides with mine."

It's all about motivating people.

Xu Shaozhuo sighed: "I don't know what you all think, anyway, my idea is to get rid of Tang Po as soon as possible, then I can go back to the palace to accompany... ahem to guard the prince."

Wang Xinbai didn't hear the truth that Xu Shaozhuo almost said, but said lightly: "The prince is cleaning up the government affairs. He must be very irritable these few days, so you can rush to him."

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Everything was as Yan Liao expected, Tang Po was foolishly switched camps by Wang Xinbai, and the riots in the Xiagu area were temporarily resolved.

When the northern border sent three thousand war horses, Yan Liao also sent people to take out all the gold, silver and jewels that Zhu Yong had collected as an official for many years.

This money can be used to rebuild the Xiagu after the disaster, and it also serves as the funds for Yan Liao to build a strong cavalry.

During the period of expanding the army and pacifying the refugees in the Xiagu area, Mobei also ushered in the last day of Anjing's 27th year-New Year's Eve.

On New Year's Eve, the group of officials who were driven into a hurry by Shizi Yan, who did not listen to his persuasion at all, finally forced them to death and launched a desperate invitation.

It was the dawn just before dawn, the white belly tore through the darkness, a group of people knelt outside the palace gate, kowtowed and begged Prince Yan to go to Xian'an, like Da'an begging for the title of "King of Mobei".

For them: the northern border has been flattened, and Xiagu has settled the refugee issue according to your wishes, son. Should you accept your willfulness, bow your head to Xian'an, and come back to be your King of Mobei?

This scene was so loud that even the people of Wangcheng were alarmed, they came out of their homes one after another, gathered around the street to watch the political disturbance that was about to come.

Wang Yuan's wind and cold worsened, and Wang Xinbai ordered his servants to press him on the bed. Wang Xinbai dressed himself, and rode a white horse hurriedly to the troubled place at the palace gate.

Wang Xinbai sneered.

This group of people may not have any brains at all. The prince has already accepted the mob refugees in the Xiagu area of ​​Jizhou. If he really wants to go to Xian'an this time to ask for a prince, will he come back alive?

Or... These people didn't care who was the king from the very beginning, all they wanted was a superior who could let them live in peace.

Anyway, the northern border is stable, so it doesn't matter whether that person is Yan Liao or not.They can let Da'an choose another meritorious official, or clan prince, to be the King of Mobei.

Fickle!How fickle the officialdom is.

When Wang Xinbai rushed to the gate of the palace, he immediately saw Yan Liao in black wearing a sword on the turret.

Yan Liao stood on a tall turret, behind him was the deep palace, and in front of him was the torn dawn.At this moment, he was looking down at the officials who were begging on the ground.

Wang Xinbai heard Yan Liao's clear and awe-inspiring voice——

"I will not be the king of Mobei. From today, I, Yan Liao, will stand on my own as king. Those who obey me will kneel to me, and those who do not obey me can leave."

Wang Xinbai's head buzzed suddenly, and his whole heart beat wildly.He watched more and more people surround him immediately, and his heart was broken.

"Your Majesty! How could you do such a stupid thing? The hearts of the people have not yet been settled!"

A pair of hands grabbed Wang Xinbai's mane. Wang Xinbai looked down and saw a pair of dark eyes, which belonged to Xu Shaoqing.

Xu Shaoqing said: "The people of Xiagu and other three counties expressed their gratitude for the kindness of Prince Yan, and exchanged cloth, porcelain, farming utensils and other things with the people of Mobei. This matter did not go through the government, but was organized by Xiagu officials privately. .

Some of the common people tasted the sweetness, and spread it farther and farther, and it must have spread in the royal city. "

Xu Shaozhuo smiled and said: "People's hearts are greedy and easily incited. When they find out that there are better fruits outside, they no longer think about the three-point land in front of them. I have already accepted most of the people's hearts for the prince. "

Wang Xinbai pulled Xu Shaoqing's hand away, and said coldly, "What are you in a hurry for? Why are you in a hurry to make your son king?"

He really didn't like this person in front of him.

"I'm just sharing worries for my son." Xu Shaoqing said majesticly: "There are only three counties in Jizhou that are temporarily stable. There are still six counties, whether it is the county magistrate or the people, they are all restless. The news of Zhu Yong's death has spread, and the son intercepted it." The Da'an envoy is about to come here with an edict, do you want your son to spend all this time with these short-sighted ministers?"

Wang Xinbai raised his head again, and the luxurious and extraordinary young man on the turret was staring at the distant front.

What is the prince looking at?

Wang Xinbai followed Yan Liao's gaze, only seeing a bunch of common people.He was standing too low so he couldn't see what Shi Zi was looking at.

But suddenly, all the people knelt down.They couldn't directly see the brilliance of the man upstairs, they shouted: "You are the king!"

What kind of grand sight is this?

Wang Xinbai sat on the horse, with a piece of Wu Yangyang's head below him. He stared blankly at everyone kneeling in the snow and shouting, almost deafened his ears.

After these people knelt down, Wang Xinbai suddenly saw behind him—a rolling mountain range in the distance.The prince was looking at the distant mountains just now?

It's too cold to be high.Sir, is this really what you want?

Wang Xin's diphtheria choked, and his nasal cavity felt sore.

Xu Shaoqing sneered: "Don't speculate about Shizi's meaning, Shizi has only one purpose, to start a troubled world, and then to smooth it out."

Wang Xinbai immediately raised his lips to fight back: "Don't try to use the prince in vain, and be careful of retaliation if something goes wrong."

The eyes of the two were fixed, and three words appeared in their minds at the same time: "It's not right".

At this moment on the turret, tens of thousands of people shouted. Seeing the ministers kneeling on the ground, Yan Liao staggered to his feet and quietly disappeared into the crowd, but most still knelt and accepted the result.

Yan Liao sneered.Really, it can't cure you anymore?

Seeing that it was almost done, Yan Liao was about to retreat from the turret, but when he turned around, he saw Xu Shaozhuo who was kneeling on the ground crying.

The corner of Yan Liao's mouth twitched suddenly: "...get up, what's wrong with you?"

Xu Shaozhuo didn't get up, rubbed his eyes and howled: "My son! I wish to seal the border for you with my blood!"

Yan Liao broke his voice when he heard him howl, stepped forward and kicked him lightly, cursing: "What's the future? Can you be so excited by acting like this? Okay, let's go down to celebrate the New Year. After the year, we have to clean up Jizhou Woolen cloth."

作者有话要说：感谢在2019-12-1420:35:28~2019-12-1521:26:54期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: there is 1 flying fish in the sky;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 36 bottles of Winchester;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!