After repeatedly reading the documents sent by Zhang Feng, the Transport Authority and the documents transferred from the Privy Council from the Transport Authority, Xu Ping couldn't help but curse: "What did the Qinzhou magistrate Dong think? At this time, you can't wait a few more months to recruit people from Su Maozhou? I heard that Jiaozhi has prepared to attack Chameng this year. Now, I will definitely not go again with Qinzhou. I will definitely transfer the troops to the other side of Qinzhou and ask for people with a stern face!"

Sang Yi said: "This is a trivial matter. The Privy Council clearly ordered that the southwest border states should not recruit foreign refugees, and asked Qinzhou to return people back to Jiaozhi. It also mentioned that the sugar sugar service was not allowed to recruit people again."

"No need to worry about this. Feng Zhizhou and I will submit letters to support Dong Zhizhou. Everyone has been recruited and placed, and then returned it to the Privy Council. People in the Privy Council have broken their minds!"

Xu Ping didn't care. The documents of the Privy Council were not imperial edicts, so how could they let them do whatever they said? At this time of the Northern Song Dynasty, the bureaucratic institutions were stacked and the staff was bloated and the power was dispersed. This was naturally beneficial to the control of the emperor, but it also led to poor government orders.

The border affairs were under the jurisdiction of the Privy Council, so he issued a document and the contents of the documents must have been discussed in the court, but local officials also have the power to make suggestions. Most affairs of the prefectures and counties belong to the Secretariat, while Xu Ping's sugar affairs belong to the Third Division. How could local officials be at the mercy of the Privy Council? Even if the order was agreed by the Prime Minister and the Sansi Envoy in the court, the subordinate officials would discuss it again after they put forward opinions, and they would also protect their own people.

As for the military officials under the jurisdiction of the Privy Council, unless they are magistrates, others do not have much say in local affairs. Even if the military officials are magistrates, most of the specific affairs are under the jurisdiction of the Central Secretariat, and the Privy Council only manages personnel affairs.

So the order that is now only a wind direction. The imperial edict from the Political Affairs Hall will count. Local officials can also appeal while ignoring this order during this period.

Sang Yi is a martial minister. Although his status is low and his personnel relationship is still in the Third Class Court and has no relationship with the Privy Council, the Privy Council, which holds the world's military power in his eyes, is much more important than Xu Ping's eyes.

Although the weather was less rain at the end of September, it was still hot and hard to deal with. The cicadas on the trees outside the hall were heart-wrenching, making people feel irritated.

Sang Yi looked at the documents of the Privy Council on both sides. Finally, he sighed and said nothing.

The wind direction in the court was obviously mainly for stability in border affairs, but here they were intensively expanding their military and preparing for war. The so-called "top and bottom are united and their interests are cut off" is obviously not a good thing.

Xu Ping put the writings of the Privy Council aside and looked at the sand table attentively. From Yongzhou to the capital Bianliang, it took a month to go back and forth, and his battles were over for a few round trips. Don't worry about that for now.

After looking for a while, Xu Ping asked Sang Yi: "Are you ready here when you enter Menzhou tomorrow?"

"The arrangement has been made. Zhongrui Army and Yi commanded the Jingjiang Army of our province to enter Menzhou, and other troops are still temporarily stationed in Pingxiangdong to see where the wind is in Menzhou and then set the next step."

Xu Ping said: "Menzhou is an eye of the storm. If you take this step, you will affect all parties. There is no way back. You must think carefully and not make any mistakes!"

Menzhou is located in the center of three forces, Jiadong, Pingxiangdong and Guangyuanzhou. Once it is occupied, the other two companies will not fail to respond and must be prepared to deal with it.

Sang Yi was beside Xu Ping, looked at the sand table for a while, and said to Xu Ping: "Now there are only more than 500 people in Luzhou who are not established. Should we send some more people to you? It is also a restraint for Jiadong."

Xu Ping shook his head: "Luzhou looks just right at the back of Jiadong, but there are many passes on the mountain road to Liangzhou. From Shixizhou, there are only mountain paths, which are actually a chicken frenzy. Speaking of restraint, if our troops are equal to or weaker than the other party, it is still useful. Now it is Mount Tai to press the top, just concentrate the troops and hammer to smash the hard walnut, and go to Liangzhou in one fell swoop, don't worry about anything else."

After pausing, Xu Ping said again: "After October and the weather stabilizes, you will lead your troops straight out of Guangyuan Prefecture. I will take the soldiers in the Shehuangwu Township to defend the Menzhou and wait for your return. I have already given instructions to Luzhou. If Jiadong attacks there, they will just withdraw and do not need to defend the Mingjiang line. So the key to this war is to make you fight quickly in Guangyuan Prefecture!"

"You put the huge burden on me, and now I'm not at ease with sleep and food!"

Sang Yi said this and looked up at the window. Everything was sluggish under the scorching sun.

The two of them have been together for many years and are well aware of their roots. Xu Ping handed over the burden to Sang Yi not because Sang Yi is reliable, but because he is calm and calmer the more he faces major events, and will not make any mistakes.

Xu Ping is not a person who loves to show off. As the highest local official, he must be in Pingxiangdong and coordinate various manpower and material resources. Without Jiaozhijiadong, he would go to Guangyuanzhou by himself.

At this time, the states were in chaos, and the most chaotic one was the magistrate's yamen.

The lady of the magistrate directed the servants and maids to carry all kinds of things, and sighed from time to time, as if she couldn't bear to leave everything in the yamen, and she was extremely precious in any broken jar or jar.

With a "bang", a flower pot fell to the ground and fell into several petals. An orchid inside was originally blooming delicately and beautifully, but suddenly it became a weed covered with dust.

"Oh, why did you smash it again?" The majesty lady A Cen patted her legs and looked at the flower and sighed, "I have been raising it for three or five years. The flowers have just bloomed, but they are gone!"

Huang Zhizhou and his eldest son Huang Guanshou sat in the back garden, shook their heads when they looked at A Cen.

"I did it recklessly this time. I would have known that I would have waited for another month." Huang Zhizhou said with a calm face.

Huang Guanshou said: "Why did my dad say that?"

"Who would have thought that such a big thing would happen in Qinzhou? There were more than 3,000 people who had never seen such a big deal in hundreds of years. How could Jiaozhi give up? No matter whether he could fight or not, if Jiaozhi wanted someone back from the Song Dynasty, Jiaozhi would be inseparable from making some noise. If Jiaozhi had any movement, our country would be inseparable from the situation! The two powerful peoples of the Song Dynasty and Jiaozhi would be vying for us, and we could wait for a price, and it would be not the current situation."

Huang Guanshou shook his head repeatedly: "Dad, you still can't bear to leave the territory of Menzhou, so you have this idea. Where did the two strong people come from to compete? The news I got from Pingxiang that the soldiers of the Song Dynasty had already been decided to enter Menzhou from October. If we don't come up with it ourselves, we will be forced to come!"

Huang Zhizhou snorted coldly: "It seems that our Menzhou is made of paper. He comes whenever he wants to come! That is, I am old and you don't have the energy, otherwise Menzhou will not open a store, so you can enter whenever you want to come!"

"It's useless to say that these are useless, but think about the future."

If you can't talk about it together, Huang Guanshou is too lazy to talk about it, so he might as well change the topic.

Huang Zhizhou said: "Didn't you discuss with Huang Tianbiao to open a cargo yard together?"

"It's already decided, but we can't hang ourselves on Huang Tianbiao's family. He now has a lot of industries, and he has countless gold and silver in and out every day. He doesn't take a cargo yard seriously at all. We have to think about other businesses."

"Do you have any clues?"

"I am contacting Luzhou and then I will do business there."

"Oh, you can do these things. I am old. After moving to Ningming Town, I will concentrate on my retirement. You can do it. Son, just don't ruin our family's wealth."

Huang Zhizhou turned around and looked at the servants who were moving in and out of the yard, and felt extremely depressed. The foundation passed down for hundreds of years was handed over in his hands. The future was confused and his heart was very empty.

Huang Guanshou was full of hope for the future. In the past few months, he has visited Taiping County and Ningming Town, where he met several former local officials. Their lives made him envious. Although there were no more groups of slaves who could call and drink, the food and drink every day, and the fun they watched in the tiles and tiles were not comparable to those of the local officials in the mountains.

There is a world of flowers outside, and you can show your skills. How can you eat and wait for death in this small mountain area? What's more, it's impossible to even eat and wait for death. Of course, you have to adapt to the trend as soon as possible.

On September 28, the tenth year of Tiansheng, on the day of Bingshen, Menzhou surrendered to surrender.

The sun had just risen, and the dew on the grass on the roadside had not dried yet. With a horn, the newly built Zhennanguan gate slowly rose, shattering the tranquility of the mountains in the morning.

Han Daocheng rode on the horse, and when he urged the horse, he took the lead and left Zhennan Pass.

After leaving the customs, there was no wide road, and the mountain paths were rugged and the horse team slowed down, pulling a long line to slowly follow the valley.

After walking for more than a mile, Han Daocheng said to Cao Yang, the military envoy beside him: "The officials are too careful, let us walk in front. In this way, the Jingjiang Army and the infantrymen walked faster in the mountain path, but now we are blocking the back. When we arrived in Menzhou, it happened to be for dinner."

Cao Yang said: "No wonder he was careful. These local officials were capricious and well-known in geography. They accidentally got into their own way. I heard that Li Zhizhai, the Yongping Village, suffered their losses in the past, listened to the words of the local officials, and only brought their soldiers on the road, but ended up in ambush."

"It's really hard to guard against on this kind of road. Who can tell if someone is hiding in the mountains and forests?"

Han Daocheng felt distressed when he looked at the continuous hills on both sides of the road. The cavalry naturally had everything to do on the plains, but the infantry would not be flexible in the mountains, and animals were still not as good as people.

There are only ten miles from Zhennan Pass to Menzhou. In less than mid-Japan, the vanguard troops led by Han Daocheng had already arrived outside the Menzhou village, and the Jingjiang army in the state had just left the customs.

Looking at the village gate that was opened not far away, and the walls were quiet, Han Daocheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Menzhou is indeed trustworthy, we are safe!"

After urging the horse, Han Daocheng took the lead and left the large army behind.

In front of the village gate, Huang Zhizhou took Huang Guanshou and the leading figures from the state. When he saw the opposite side of the city stopping by one, two, and three horses from the front, stopping not far away, he gave a deep gift: "Huang Qizhong, the governor of the country, and a group of subordinates, will respect the Dingkou, the nationality of the state, and collect land to the court!"
Chapter completed!