Playing intrigue is worse than engaging in infrastructure

Since leaving Lian Ti's palace that day, Song Qingyuan has been busy for several days.

The batch of beef jerky, raisins and many other foods that were originally intended to be shipped to the Southern Zhou Dynasty were all seized by Song Qingyuan and used as military rations.

The drawing of the porcelain bottle containing alcohol was also handed over to the academy staff on the same day.

Foods such as dried meat and dairy products are used to make military rations. Apart from the relatively unsatisfactory price, there is simply no problem.

First of all, in terms of nutrition and energy provision, those hard noodles lose a lot of beef jerky.

Song Qingyuan knew that the military rations of the later generations were all meat and vegetable, balanced nutrition.

Although he can't achieve this level now, he will try his best to make the soldiers eat better.

Not only that, but the marching rations that Song Qingyuan prepared for the soldiers had one of the biggest advantages, that is, these things are quite anti-hunger, and a piece of beef jerky can be equivalent to a day's ration.

This also saves a lot of space.

Each soldier carries a large bag of dried meat with him, so he doesn't have to consider the problem of insufficient food and grass in time.

Even after the caravan's goods were "looted" by Song Qingyuan, the beef and mutton workshops of the Muhe tribe did not escape either.

Not only was all the jerky in the warehouse ordered by Song Qingyuan, but the craftsmen in the workshop also started to work overtime.

Of course, the reward Song Qingyuan paid was also very generous.

But when the people of the Muhe tribe knew that this was prepared by Song Qingyuan for the soldiers who went to the expedition, not only did they not accept his so-called overtime pay, but they also took their own cattle and sheep to the workshop to make dried meat and gave them to the soldiers. The grain and grass we prepared were put together.

When the news reached Song Qingyuan, he was checking the airtightness of the newly fired porcelain vase with the craftsmen.

Because the time is relatively tight, there is no "beautiful appearance" requirement for porcelain vases.But Song Qingyuan has extremely strict requirements on the size of the bottle mouth.

Naturally, the craftsmen did not disappoint him, and the fired porcelain vase almost perfectly fit what he requested.There may be only one or two unqualified among the dozens.

This pass rate is already very rare for craftsmen who are purely handmade.

Song Qingyuan didn't ask them any more, and asked someone to pour alcohol into it, and then tightly plugged the bottle with a cork.

After checking that there was no problem with the airtightness, they were distributed to the soldiers.

It was Song Qingyuan who made the choice after deliberating for a long time.

Although the cork will be a little breathable, and some of the alcohol inside may volatilize after a long time, it is indeed the best choice for sealing in this era.

As for the thread sealing method, it's not that Song Qingyuan doesn't want to use it, it's that the thread design is a bit too difficult for the craftsmen.

It's not impossible to make it completely, but the time and energy it takes is completely incomparable to ordinary porcelain bottles, and there may be a situation where six out of ten bottles produced are substandard.

Therefore, Song Qingyuan gave up this option without hesitation.

The most time-consuming step in making porcelain is drying embryos, but this period coincides with the spring drought in Mobei, and there has been no rain for nearly a month, so this step has also saved a lot of time.

The time for the expedition is set for the sixth day of next month, which is five days after today.

The food, grass and supplies have been fully prepared under Song Qingyuan's personal management.

Song Qingyuan even thoughtfully prepared an emergency medicine for the soldiers, which was formulated according to Zhou Qiao's family prescription.

Medicinal materials are also scarce during the march. Soldiers will inevitably encounter some unexpected diseases, and these medicines will be of great use.

When sending the prepared things to the barracks, Song Qingyuan happened to meet Lian Ti who was checking the weapons and arrows.

The noon sun shines through the narrow window and hits the cold knife tip, reflecting some dazzling light.

Song Qingyuan and Lian Ti walked out of the armory side by side, and Lian Ti turned to look at each other: "The state affairs in Mobei are complicated, and your Highness has worked hard during this time."

Song Qingyuan was stunned for a moment, of course he knew that since Lian Ti wanted to lead the troops in person, Mobei must have someone to supervise the country.

But he originally thought that Lian Ti would appoint a few of his cronies to take charge with him, but he didn't expect that Lian Ti would hand over the whole Mobei to himself.

Although before this, Lian Ti often slacked off and left state affairs to himself, but the current situation obviously cannot be compared with that at that time.

Song Qingyuan frowned slightly, "The king entrusted all the state affairs of Mobei to me alone? So..."

Lian Ti pressed Song Qingyuan's shoulder and interrupted him: "I believe His Highness can handle it well."

"It's not a question of whether I can handle state affairs well."

Song Qingyuan sighed and said: "For such an important matter, the king should entrust several trustworthy people to take charge together, and let them restrain each other, so that..."

"But the one I trust the most is Your Highness."

Lian Ti once again interrupted Song Qingyuan's speech. He stared at Song Qingyuan's clear eyes, as if he could see into his heart, and repeated again: "Give Mobei to someone I trust, and you will give it to Your Highness."

What he wanted to say was:

I hand over all the subjects of the three thousand tribes in Mobei to you.

I give you the most cherished promise of Mobei people, giving you freedom, trust, and love.

Song Qingyuan closed his eyes and suppressed the emotions in his heart.When he opened his eyes again, his tone was extremely firm: "I will handle all the state affairs in Mobei properly, and wait for your safe return."

"Okay." Lian Ti nodded with a smile.

The day before the expedition, Song Qingyuan had a rare breakfast at Lianti's.

The reason why the word "rare" is used to describe it is because Song Qingyuan has been busy with various things these days, and he doesn't even have time to have a quiet breakfast. Most of them make do in the carriage.

To be honest, this is also the first time in Song Qingyuan's long time since he traveled to this world that he revisited the level of busyness of "not even taking care of eating" when the new project was launched in the previous life.

Song Qingyuan was very satisfied with a breakfast that he could sit down to enjoy.

After eating, holding a cup of tea, he half-jokingly said to Lian Ti: "Your Majesty entrusted me with the full power of Mobei's state affairs, are you really not worried?"

Without even raising his eyelids, Lian Ti asked back, "What are you worried about?"

"For example... I took the opportunity to take away the power of Mobei, and the king was emptied by me."

Song Qingyuan propped his elbows on the armrest of the seat, propped his head up, tilted his head and continued to give examples:

"Or maybe I just sit on that throne, or even..."

Song Qingyuan deliberately put on a vicious look, and threatened: "The army's supplies will be cut off directly."

Lian Ti looked at Song Qingyuan, and felt that he looked like an animal with sharp canine teeth, so he jumped up and bit his arm.

It looked extremely fierce, but it didn't even leave a tooth mark.

And because Song Qingyuan already had a cold and delicate appearance, such an expression seemed even more out of harmony.

Lian Ti held back his laughter, and said very sincerely: "Your Highness, you are really not suitable to be a courtier."

"Why?" Song Qingyuan was very dissatisfied.He was clearly threatening seriously.

Lian Ti turned his head and explained without changing his face: "Because it doesn't look like it at all."

It's more like some kind of furry with teeth and claws but not fierce at all. Even when it shows a fierce expression, it looks extraordinarily cute.

But it is obvious that he dare not say such words to Song Qingyuan, otherwise it is very likely to relive the treatment when he returned to the royal court from the Wolf God Snow Mountain.But this time, he didn't have time to let Song Qingyuan calm down.

Of course, Lian Ti still didn't hold back his grievances in the end: "Your Highness will definitely not do such a thing as cutting off the army's supply. As for your highness, if you really want the throne of Mobei..."

Lian Ti pretended to think seriously for a while, and said: "Then this is reserved for His Highness. I will move to the place where His Highness lives now. It just so happens that the palace is newly built, and it is much more beautiful than this."

Song Qingyuan was speechless.

Even mentioning where the confidence came from, he thought that he was going to take his throne, and not only would he kindly spare his life, but also let him live in the palace with peace of mind.

But the expedition is imminent, and Song Qingyuan is unwilling to mention any word related to "death" in front of Lian Ti, so he has a good temper and accepts this little white flower character who has no intentions, and does not correct his whims.

On the way out of the palace, Song Qingyuan kept thinking about why Lian Ti specifically mentioned moving to the place where he lived.

He looked up at his palace, except for the totem patterns on the eaves, there was nothing special about it?

Could it be because Lian Ti really disliked the half-old palace he lives in now, but because of the responsibility of King Mobei, he chose to endure it all the time?

Even the palace, which was repaired after the ministers tried their best to dissuade them, was given to myself who was new to Mobei.

What kind of spirit is this!

Song Qingyuan carefully filled Lian Tinao with an image of a diligent, thrifty and caring king, and was deeply moved by it. He decided to build a new Mobei Palace for him after this battle was over.

Even the kind you have to build out of your own pocket.

And even if it is not luxurious enough, it must be magnificent.

His grandfather is a real estate tycoon, and Xiao Song, who half of the company's projects are related to construction, is very confident.

As for why it is new rather than repaired.

Of course, it was because Song Qingyuan had acquiesced that Lianti could, as he said, include all the areas west of the two places of Tongqu into Mobei's territory.

The territory of the country has increased by nearly a quarter at once. How will the capital be managed if the capital is not relocated?

So naturally it is necessary to choose a place with good geomantic omens to build a new palace that will make people admire when they see it.

On the day when the army set off for the expedition, Song Qing should go see him off beyond reason.

The heroic and vigorous army followed behind Lian Ti, the horns sounded, and the knives made sharp sounds when they collided.

Obviously their horses and weapons were the best, and they had all the food and supplies, but Song Qingyuan was still full of worries.

Before Lian Ti got on his horse, he and Song Qingyuan looked at each other across the hustle and bustle.

After a long time, Song Qingyuan stepped forward and handed Lian Ti a small blue lucky bag.

"It contains the peace talisman that Master Nian Ci gave me before."

Song Qingyuan paused, then looked at the lucky bag, "I know you don't believe in Buddhism, but Master Nianci is an eminent monk, you'd better keep this."

Jiang Duo followed Song Qing not far away, watching this scene.

His Highness does not believe in Buddhism, he knows better than anyone else.

The forgotten Buddha statue in the corner of the warehouse and the Buddhist altar used as a toolbox are the best proof.

But now, His Highness solemnly put the blessing in a lucky bag and handed it over to King Mobei.

Jiang Duo's eyes were a little sour, and he glanced to the other side.

Lian Ti didn't say much, took the lucky bag containing the peace talisman, put it on his chest, and then raised his hand to embrace the person in front of him.

Song Qingyuan didn't resist, and raised his hand to pat him on the shoulder.

"Wait for me to come back." Lian Ti whispered in Song Qingyuan's ear when he let go of Song Qingyuan.

After a one-touch hug, Lian Ti turned and mounted the horse.

The horsewhip made a beautiful arc in the air, and the sound of repeated lifting resounded in the army.

"Open up!"

Song Qingyuan stood on the city wall, watching the maroon horse toss and roll, and quickly led Lian Ti to the front of the army, where he disappeared.

Song Qingyuan didn't turn around until all the soldiers were out of sight.

Song Qingyuan was not the only one on the city wall, he lowered his head to sort out his emotions.

When he raised his head again, in the eyes of everyone, he was still the calm and self-sufficient Third Highness Yan Yun, the person who supervised the state affairs of Mobei.

"Go back. Report to me if you have anything." Song Qingyuan looked around.

It was expected by the ministers that Song Qingyuan supervised the country.Therefore, after he finished speaking, everyone bowed their heads and said yes, and there was no voice of doubt.

Walking down the city wall, Song Qingyuan did not return to the royal court with the others, but left towards the new city.

A minister next to him was a little puzzled and couldn't help asking, "Your Highness, where are you going?"

Song Qingyuan turned his head, and said a few words coldly, "Must the water in Southern Zhou muddy."

The minister looked bewildered, but Song Qingyuan didn't explain to him, but got on the carriage and told Jiang Duo, "Let He Liantai meet me at the government office."

Since the change of dynasty in the Southern Zhou Dynasty was already a certainty, it would be better to support He Liantai, who he was more satisfied with, than to let the king of Yue sit on the throne.

As for whether He Liantai can successfully sit on the throne after returning to Southern Zhou, will it complicate the already chaotic situation in Southern Zhou.

This is what Song Qingyuan can't decide but is happy to see it happen.

And Helian Tai himself was not very calm at this time.Although he didn't know the news of Emperor Hongde's serious illness earlier than Song Qingyuan, he couldn't hide the news from him.

But now he is not sure that Song Qingyuan will support him, and he is not even sure whether Song Qingyuan will let him go back to Southern Zhou.