Summer is gone and spring is coming, and the New Year is over again in a blink of an eye.

Cao Hua sorted out various documents in the study, got up, stretched, and took a long breath.

Jingliu lay on the table and fell asleep among the piles of files. Her beautiful side face was a bit sad. It was obviously tedious things that bothered the mind, which made the young woman unable to bear it.

It was a little cold in winter. Cao Hua took the blanket and put it on Jingliu's shoulder, leaned over and kissed her on the face, then walked to the window, staring at the snow scene outside and stared at the snow scene outside.

Since the stalemate between Wang Bing and Wang Bing in early July, the subsequent things have become boring and boring. They have captured cities and plundered the land, bought people's hearts, recruited soldiers, developed firearms, and then sieged cities and plundered the land.

He was busy with these things from morning to night, and Luoer also sat in the rear to analyze the various situations, and he didn't even spend time with his children. He has made the clown who has been more than six months old and is not very intimate with his mother. He goes into Zhao Fei's arms every day.

As long as you block Wang Bing's army and capture the four routes of Chuanxia, ​​it will be a matter of time sooner or later. It cannot be said that everything will go against you, but it can only be reasonable. Xie Yijun and Fang Qifo advance together, and almost all the way through Kaicheng will be surrendered. If you do not surrender, you will basically surrender. He is in charge of Chengdu Prefecture, and what he does is nothing more than transporting supplies, sending various weapons to the hands of the two routes, and then bringing supplies from all over the country back.

If you want to mention something in the past six months, it is that the old empress dowager who died and was pressed on the court officials for decades, she finally failed the years and fell alone in the deep palace.

And his rebellion officially evolved into a confrontation with his father-in-law, and it actually couldn't be happy about the outcome he would develop in the future.

Walking slowly to the window, the girls in fox fur were still sitting there in the pavilion in the garden, teasing the six-month-old baby. Zhu Qufei may be because of her personality and is particularly fond of the child. She is currently fighting with Zhao Fei openly and secretly, and wants the baby to get closer to her.

Luo'er was afraid that the cold cat would hibernate in the house, while Su Xiangning always looked calm, playing the piano and painting with Li Shishi without fighting against the world. Jing Xue still looked dissatisfied. When she saw that he had time, she sneaked out of the window and held his hand from behind, and her expression would be a little calmer, as if she had found the backbone.

It seems harmonious and beautiful, and it is a warlord in Sichuan who can be a safe and stable life, but this goes against his original intention.

When he first came, he planned to block the iron hoofs of the Jin soldiers for the people of the Song Dynasty. Now he is in a corner and then fights with the court. The Song Dynasty is attacked from both sides and will inevitably be destroyed by the iron hoofs of the Jin Kingdom. Now he has nearly 200,000 troops and over a thousand cannons. No matter what, he should have a good talk with his father-in-law...

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The morning bell rang, and above the Golden Palace, there were densely packed officials Zhan Li, and everyone had a solemn face.

Zhao Zhe leaned on the dragon throne and was severely injured at the head of Yangshan. He has often fainted recently, but with the situation in front of him, all the pain seems to be no longer important.

From March to the end of the year, in less than a year, the rebels of Western Shu grew stronger at an astonishing speed. The more than 100,000 imperial guards led by Wang Bing retreated step by step until they retreated from Shu and gave the entire Sichuan Gorges four routes to Cao Hua.

As for the fierceness of Western Shu, the Jin soldiers' cavalry seemed not very powerful at this time. After all, no matter how powerful the Jin soldiers were, they could still see people. The Shu army set off artillery across several mountains. The imperial guards could not even see each other and they were hit first. The array was beaten one side. If they didn't spread out, how could they block the Shu army with an offensive like a tide? The city wall was useless. Wang Bing could only dig a hole in the mountain to avoid artillery fire to defend. How could he fight?

Zhao Zhe looked at the jade seal next to him and was silent for a long time, but could only murmur the previous sentence:

"Da Song Dynasty, is it really overwhelming..."

Dazai Zheng Juzhong's face was gloomy. Looking at the helpless officials, he could only speak:

"Last time I was recruited, Cao Hua felt that the fiefdom was too small. He wanted the fourth route of Chuanxia as his fiefdom and did not let go of military power. Now..."

"Now Cao Hua has occupied the fourth route of Chuanxia. Otherwise, he would be named a king of a different surname. As long as he does not go east and continues to fight, he is willing to hand over the artillery..."

“…It can only be like this…”

Many court officials never mentioned the ruthlessness of the ruthlessness. After all, the Song Dynasty was in danger. The only way now is to stabilize Cao Hua first and bring the general's artillery first. When the court accumulates enough strength, even if the fall is broken, it will not be beaten like now.

Zhao Zhe rubbed his forehead, thought for a long time, and said in a deep voice:

"He is already the King of Shu, why do I need to enfeoff the title?"

"Well... the imperial court's imperial seal is always...justified..."

Zheng Juzhong sighed softly and turned to look at the many court officials:

"Well, do you have any objections?"

Many court officials looked at each other for a few moments, but no one spoke.

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Just after the New Year, red lanterns were hung in the streets and alleys of Chengdu Prefecture. The people have gradually become accustomed to the days occupied by the Shu army. Because of the policy of not disturbing the people, Chengdu Prefecture, which had little influence, has returned to its former prosperity as the four roads of Sichuan and Xia are reunited.

Tan Zhen sat in the carriage, and under the escort of the imperial guards, he entered the city gate of Chengdu again.

It was clearly within the territory of the Song Dynasty, but Tan Zhen felt like he was on a mission to the land of tigers and wolves. Last time, he was afraid that Cao Hua would chop him up in anger. This time, he hoped that Cao Hua would cut him down directly. At least in this way, there was no need to work hard to brew every word, and no need to worry about how to explain to the court after the failure.

Looking at the bright yellow imperial edict in his hand, Tan Zhen felt that it was a hot iron. This imperial edict that everyone dreamed of was not rare now, because Cao Hua had already gained a foothold in Shu, and the court had no choice but to let the heavy troops from the north go west into Shu. If that happens, the Jin soldiers will go straight in, with wolves in front and tigers behind. What else can he do except expect Cao Hua to agree to stop?

The carriage drove across the long street and looked at the chimneys and huge water trucks in the distance. Tan Zhen knew that it was Cao Hua's firearm workshop. In his eyes, it was a giant beast that could choose people to be eaten, which could drag the Song Dynasty into the invincible abyss and eat it out.

The carriage slowly stopped outside the Shu Palace. Tan Zhen got off the carriage. Unlike the last time, no one received it this time, only a few black feather guards stood at the door, and they seemed to have no idea that he was coming.

Tan Zhen stood outside the gate with a hunched over, holding the imperial edict, and waited quietly after a message.
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