Three thousand miles in exile

When the first snow fell on the Cangxia Plain, Qi Yun's army captured Liyang Pass.

At this point, the nearly 20-year disputes in the Cangxia Plain have finally come to an end, and Liu Zhan has unified the north of Huangchuan, becoming No. 1 in this northern Xinjiang.

In the snowflakes, Liu Zhan, dressed in military uniform, leaned on the city wall of Liyangguan and looked at the vast white fertile land.

Song Fenglin stood with his hands behind his back, letting the wind and snow blow his cloak, he said in a cold voice: "Next year when spring begins, what you see before you will be a different scene."

In the spring of next year, tens of millions of acres of fertile land, bustling towns, and peaceful villages will be within sight.

The Cangxia Plain will return to its former prosperity, and the population of Northern Xinjiang will reach its peak, and all of these will be the domain of General Qi Yun.

Looking back, Liu Zhan looked at Song Fenglin with piercing eyes. "Ma'am, what about this chaotic world, we have thousands of miles of fertile land and tens of millions of people."

At this moment, Liu Zhan no longer concealed his ambition, and no longer controlled the restless factor in his blood.

People in this world are divided into ranks, those families are like the most stinky cancer, forming cliques for selfishness, being corrupt, disregarding human life, and acting recklessly.

In the eyes of these people, the lives of the common people are not as good as an ox or a horse. The Central Plains was devastated by drought and hunger, but the imperial capital still stinks of wine and meat.

Liu Zhan was dissatisfied from the bottom of his heart and was not angry!

He will not stop at northern Xinjiang.

Song Fenglin's eyes were clear. "Wherever your heart desires, I would also like to go."

Liu Zhan laughed and hugged Song Fenglin. As long as Mr. Song agreed, he would feel fearless!

A raging brazier was burning in the middle tent, the sky was getting dark, and the wind and snow were howling.

After the two came down from the city wall, they discussed their plans for the coming year while cooking tea around the brazier.

"Two counties can be added to the Maizi'ao hilly area to the north of Qiyun Mountain, one west and one east under Tongtian Pass and Humen Pass on Niuji Peak."

The two of them sat on the ground, and it was not cold because the ground was covered with thick blankets and bear skins.

Song Fenglin was writing and drawing on the low table while talking, and Liu Zhan stood next to him with one arm around him.

"The Humen Pass on Niuji Peak needs to be opened up for the way down the mountain. Otherwise, people in Beifeng County would think that Jinyang would have to go around the Tianguan Pass, which would be too far away." Song Fenglin thought carefully and considered every step.

Liu Zhan listened carefully.

"The north of Qiyun Mountain is all good cultivated land, but there is a lack of water. Only a few villages close to the foot of Qiyun Mountain can grow rice, and far away can only grow wheat and coarse grains." Speaking of this, Song Fenglin raised his head.

"These places are poorer after all. The exiles can be sent to open up wasteland, and the good people can stay in the new villages in the Cangxia Plain."

Now that conditions permit, Song Fenglin also has a choice. It is more appropriate to leave the new village with rich land for good people.

Liu Zhan naturally agrees very much. "I will set up barracks between the two counties to deter the Yan people."

In this way, the vast wasteland of the Maizi'ao Hilly Land can be turned into fertile land, and it will become prosperous in the future.

After planning the north of Qiyun Mountain, Song Fenglin set his sights on the Cangxia Plain. "Our new village in the Cangxia Plain can only be planned to the Liyang Pass as the boundary, and further north is the Songliao Mountains."

In the Songliao Mountains, there is Guzhu City, which is the border city of Yan State.

Songliao Mountain is located between Qiyun Mountain and Beihai, and it is the only place for Yan to enter the Cangxia Plain. Now that Liu Zhan has recovered the Cangxia Plain, the future battlefield with the Yan army will be between Liyang Pass and Songliao Mountain.

It's just a pity that the wasteland between the Liyang Pass and the Songliao Mountains is originally good arable land.

Liu Zhan pointed at the simple map drawn by Song Fenglin, and made up his mind without hesitation. "At the beginning of next summer, I will send troops to Lone Bamboo City to take this mountainous land as well."

Songliao Mountain is a forest land, and if it is seized, it will be a mountain. Song Fenglin is a little uncertain about Liu Zhan's intentions.

In the military, Liu Zhan has his keen observation skills. "Our Cangxia Plain is like a granary with its doors wide open to the country of Yan. Even if there are three major passes, the fertile land will be destroyed as soon as the Yan army cavalry arrives."

This year the Yan people were beaten by Qi Yunjun and hid in the extreme north, but next year or so when they recover, they will definitely come south to invade.

These fertile fields are the lifeblood of the common people. Once the Yan people came to destroy the fertile fields, the harvest of the year would be in vain.

Liu Zhan took the pen in Song Fenglin's hand, and made a stroke at the junction of Songliao Mountain and Zhaodong Plain. "After I captured the Songliao Mountains, I built the Songliao Pass and the Songliao City Wall here, completely separating the Yan people from the pastures in the north."

Qiyun Mountain is vast, and it is impractical to build a city wall, but Songliao Mountain is between Qiyun Mountain and Beihai, and it does not take a lot of effort to build a city wall at the narrowest place, and it can be completed in at most two years.

For a moment, Song Fenglin's eyes were full of admiration.

Liu Zhan's sum directly solved the problem of the wide opening of the Cangxia Plain from the root.

In Xiangshi, the wasteland outside Liyang Pass can also be opened into a new village, and there is no wilderness in the entire Cangxia Plain.

In just two years, when the new fields in the Cangxia Plain can be taxed, Liu Zhan and Song Fenglin will be rich in the world.

"My goal is to expand the army to 50 in two years." Liu Zhan's eyes were beating with light.

50, what a terrible number.

"Xiang Shi, I will establish a country and become king."

Song Fenglin was stunned.

With Songliao Pass in the north, Huangchuan natural barrier in the south, Qiyun Mountains in the west, and Beihai in the east, Northern Xinjiang will be a uniquely blessed land of Longxing.

Liu Zhan put down his pen and dragged him into his arms and hugged him tightly. "Be my queen."

It is an anecdote through the ages that a man is the queen.

"There is no precedent." Song Fenglin said lightly.

"There is no precedent for a pariah to become king." Liu Zhan stared at him closely.

Song Fenglin turned his gaze away. "Let's talk about it later."

This stubborn and arrogant temperament has not changed over the years, and Liu Zhan doesn't force him, anyway, he is not in a hurry.

It's just that General Qi Yun was somewhat displeased, and at night he used various tricks to punish Mr. Song, who was so easy and unrelenting, and he didn't let him go until the middle of the night.

As the snow fell harder and harder, the two rushed back to Jinyang the next day.

It was also on this day that the news of Zhao Hengfu's death spread to Northern Xinjiang, and the two held a remote sacrifice at the Lingtai in the General's Mansion.

After that, it was not until the spring of the next year, when the trade route was opened, that Beijiang received the news that the world had changed hands.

Fang Yuliang usurped the throne and established Daliang on his own.

In April, the imperial envoy sent by Emperor Liang arrived in northern Xinjiang.

"Emperor Daliang misses General Qi Yun's hard work in recovering the northern border, dispatched humble ministers to work in front of the battle, and this rank of the Duke of Zhenguo, the grace of heaven is mighty..."

The imperial envoy's voice was up and down without panting, Liu Zhan propped his face with one hand, his legs crossed and his face was full of impatience.

Compared with the imperial envoy who has changed the style of his official uniform, Liu Zhan is still wearing the crown belt of the former official uniform. The imperial envoy of Daliang came with the imperial edict and he did not salute and receive the order. His cold eyes fell on the imperial envoy as if looking at a dead person.

"...The will of the new emperor is roughly like this." At the end of the speech, the imperial envoy broke out in a cold sweat.

In the tent of Qi Yunjun's big camp, Liu Zhan was in the middle, and Song Fenglin, the Duke of Anguo, was sitting on the lower left. There were also generals above the seventh rank who wore official uniforms and crowns and were divided into two rows. Khan lowered his head.

"Daliang?" Liu Zhan sneered. "This general has just passed a year, and the world will change hands? Are you sure?"

"The previous dynasty is extinct, and the new emperor, Feng Xiangrui, proclaims himself emperor..." The imperial envoy's words were not finished.

Liu Zhan interrupted angrily. "It's just that you can become emperor after a snowfall? Ma'am, have you heard of this rule?" Liu Zhan turned to Song Fenglin again, his eyes full of jokes.

"I've never heard of it." Song Fenglin's eyes were cold.

All the generals laughed out loud for a while, but the smiles didn't reach their eyes, and their gazes fell on the imperial envoy like knives tearing out flesh.

Liu Zhan stood up amid bursts of laughter and walked a few steps forward to the imperial envoy.

"The general doesn't care what the world's surname is, but you, Emperor Liang, use such a little thing to fool the general. Do you think the sword in the general's hand is not fast enough, or is the Qiyun army not strong enough?"

With a slash of the knife, the crown belt of the Duke of Zhen rolled off the tray.

The imperial envoy was pale and his legs were weak.

"A mere Duke of the Town, what does this general lack? The new emperor must be sincere." Liu Zhan tapped the imperial envoy on the back with his scabbard.

"Yes... yes..." The imperial envoy sat down on the ground, and burst into laughter again.

Liu Zhan looked down at him with a saber in both hands. "Go back and tell Emperor Liang to think it over again and send someone after he thinks it through. If not, the 20 troops of the Qiyun Army are waiting for him."

This Emperor Liang had a good plan, and wanted to use the title of Lord of the Town to trap Liu Zhan. If Liu Zhan accepted it, it would be tantamount to admitting that Fang Yuliang was the orthodox emperor.

As Liu Zhan said, a mere Lord of the Town, and General Qi Yun, who unified the northern border, would lack this thing?

Liang Tianzi thought too highly of himself, and looked down on Liu Zhan too much.

In the end, the Daliang imperial envoy ran out of the Qiyun army camp almost scrambling, very embarrassed.

"It's all gone, what should I do?" Liu Zhan dismissed everyone, he took off the beam crown and put it on the coffee table casually, but there was no playfulness in his eyes but caution.

Song Fenglin also took off the crown and put it aside, he got up to make tea for Liu Zhan.

"Da Liang took over from Da Chu. Except for the change of the official uniform, everything else follows the Chu system." Liu Zhan followed Song Fenglin's back as he was making tea.

To put it bluntly, Daliang just changed the soup but not the medicine, and these aristocratic families are still the courts that form cliques for personal gain.

The middle account was soon filled with the fragrance of tea.

"Daliang steals the country, and his standing is not upright. If he doesn't follow the Chu system, how will he make all the families submit to him." Song Fenglin explained clearly.

The defeat of the Great Chu was at the hands of the aristocratic family. There was the Zhou family in front and the Fang family in the rear. The Zhou family had no military power in their hands, so they could not change the sky.

It can be said that a family of successes and a family of failures.

Liu Zhan held his breath in his heart. "Great Chu has accomplished me anyway, and I am willing to be a courtier of Da Chu. Now that Da Chu is gone, why should I be so angry."

Liu Zhan, the officials in the capital city, knew all about how they scolded him, scolding him for indiscriminate killing, scolding him for being brutal, scolding him for marrying a man and wives, scolding him for everything, and even wrote it into a booklet and circulated it among the public.

Song Fenglin held the tea and handed it to Liu Zhan, gently persuading him, "Wait for another two years, and turn against him when everything is ready."

Sipping tea, Liu Zhan tried his best to suppress the irritability in his heart. He really wanted to announce the founding of the country immediately, so as to save these people from coming to the door every few days to boss him around.

Song Fenglin sat down beside him. "We still need to find a way to deal with him. If Emperor Liang sends people again, he can't drive them away every time."

Putting down the teacup, Liu Zhan squeezed Song Fenglin's soft and slender hands with his rough hands, his face was still full of displeasure, but the irritability in his eyes had calmed down a lot.

"Listen to you." Liu Zhan naturally understood that Song Fenglin's arrangement was the best, and he had to endure no matter how depressed he was in the past two years.

But Song Fenglin would not let Tianzi Liang have such a good time.

"I have a plan to do this..."

After listening to Liu Zhan's laughter, it didn't stop for a long time.

Dynasties changed, but the imperial capital was not affected in any way. It was still peaceful and prosperous.

Perhaps the scene of this peaceful and prosperous age has numb these people. Although the recruitment of the Fan Army is a hidden danger, it has not attracted much attention.

However, these Taiping officials who have lived in the imperial capital for a long time and don't know the world, they don't know how can any of these illustrious generals be easy to provoke?

At this time, two letters written by Liu Zhan were sent to the camp of the Qing Army in Hanzhong and the camp of the Southern Army along the coast respectively.

Tang Chongjian, the mighty general of the Qing Army, read Liu Zhan's letter and immediately looked up to the sky and laughed. "Good strategy, this covenant is accepted by the general! Come on! Bring the duke's crown to the general and throw it away!"

Liang Tianzi Pei Gongli, including all the officials, underestimated Liu Zhan. How could he sit still and wait for his death? If Chu was dead, what worries did he have?

Soon three memorials titled Fang's Stealing National Books were delivered to Beijing from the coastal areas of northern Hanzhong, which immediately caused shock in the court.

The three generals denounced Fang's shameless behavior, and even bluntly said that Liang Tianzi was a thief of the country, and the country that the founding emperor of Great Chu worked so hard to build with Wu Liguo was stolen by a shameless villain, shameful!

At the same time, the three generals made it clear that until Emperor Liang gave them an explanation, the prefectures and counties under their jurisdiction would no longer pay taxes to the court, and the officials under their jurisdiction would not be allocated by Daliang.

The change of dynasties is a god-sent opportunity. The Fan army took the opportunity to take over the local power. Although they did not openly stand on their own feet, they did do things to stand on their own. This letter from the Fang family who stole the national book completely tore up the appearance of the imperial capital singing and dancing.

"Pei Si Nong, that's what you said, General Qi Yun would be grateful to me? They clearly made an appointment to turn against me!" Liang Tianzi was full of anger and had nowhere to vent.

The gazes of several close officials in the imperial study fell on Da Si Nong, the concubine of the Pei clan, who was ranked in the Jiuqing at a young age because of Cong Long Zhigong, and was usually highly regarded by Emperor Liang.

Pei Gongli, who always knew everything without saying anything, was silent.

"When General Qi Yun captured Fan Yangguan, I said that he would be knighted. You strongly recommended to suppress Qi Yun's army first, and reward him after I succeed. This way, Qi Yun's army will support him. Let's see now!"

Liang Tianzi tried his best to control his emotions and wanted to maintain his image. He endured for a long time before he smashed the memorial in his hand.

"Pei Gongli! I'm asking you something!"

Pei Gongli immediately knelt down and prostrated himself on the ground. "Your Majesty, when I made this suggestion, General Qi Yun hadn't recovered the northern border. Now that he has regained the northern border and expelled the Yan people, he must be arrogant. A town prince can't get into his eyes."

"Even the duke can't be seen, what do these generals want?" A minister immediately asked back.

yeah, what do they want?

A minister was surprised and said: "Beyond the duke is the king!"

Now they seem to have realized the meaning behind these three memorials. Your Fang family has stolen the country and become the emperor. Taking a duke is like dismissing a feudal army with a heavy army in its hand?Can it be so cheap?

These three memorials clearly scold Daliang for stealing the country, but in fact they imply that Emperor Liang has to sacrifice his flesh and blood to recruit them.

The Qiyun Army in the northern border, the Qing Army in Hanzhong, and the Southern Army in the southern coastal areas, these three feudal armies have a strength of more than 60, and the separatist side is difficult to shake.

At that time, the founding emperor of Great Chu held all the soldiers and horses in his hands, and whoever refused to accept him would be defeated.

On the other hand, in Daliang right now, Emperor Liang has stolen the country and established himself improperly, with only [-] forbidden troops in his hands. If the vassal forces of the three places do not recognize him as the emperor who is in charge of his own affairs, there is nothing he can do.

Not only that, it seems that he is the emperor who can command the world, but in fact the fan army occupies half of the country in Daliang. As long as the three armies don't let go and insist that the Fang family steals the country, the emperor Liang is a thief and this matter will never be over.

The attitude of the three generals was like putting Liang Tianzi on the stove to roast. Liang Tianzi's current situation is that it is easy to get up and down.

This plan pinched Tianzi Liang's Achilles' heel, it was really powerful.

But if Liang Tianzi entrusted the three princes and kings to go out at once, he naturally refused.

No matter how stupid Tianzi Liang was, he knew that he couldn't do this if he was named king with a different surname, and he was still a vassal prince with a heavy army in his hands.

"Immediately find a way to recruit peace for me. Except for the king, you can agree to the rest!" Liang Tianzi walked away in a rage.

The recruiting of the fan army has become a big stone in Liang Tianzi's heart, Liang Tianzi was upset, he went out of the imperial study to go to the harem, and the palace guards cheered and hugged him in a very grand manner.

"It must be Song Fenglin's plan!" Pei Gongli smashed the study, beat the servants, and his official uniform was messed up.

Song Fenglin has seen through the situation in the world, the people's hearts, and even the emperor Liang.

He lifted the fig leaf of Liang Tianzi, let him be scolded and whipped by the people all over the world nakedly, and only used three memorials to disturb Liang Tianzi's mind, and also provoke the relationship between him and Liang Tianzi, which is really powerful.

Pei Gongli's face was distorted with hatred, he lost again!

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