"So, I understand." Xu Jingheng bowed his head seriously. "I would like to resign and make way for you."

"For me in Henan, I have done a good job in conferring land to the heroes of the imperial camp, and then I resigned due to illness. We, the monarchs and ministers, must start and finish." Zhao Jiu still stood with his hands behind his hands, without any hesitation. "And we, the monarchs and ministers, must follow merit and virtue.

They all deserve to have a beginning and an end.”

"I'll spare you the trouble." Xu Jingheng's face remained as usual and he cupped his hands.

Zhao Jiu nodded and took the initiative to talk again: "Do you still have questions?"

"I have a question and a discussion." Xu Jingheng thought for a moment and then took the initiative to respond.

"Tell me."

"In the official family, I am presumptuous. I wonder what Mr. Lu is doing?"

"Xianggong Lu has made outstanding contributions and should be the prime minister, responsible for the military affairs and important affairs of the country!" Zhao Jiu did not hesitate at all.

Xu Jingheng was immediately relieved and bowed again: "That's good, but there's one more thing... Lu Yihao is not available!"

Zhao Guanjia was startled for a moment, turned around and left without saying a word, while Xianggong Xu didn't say anything more and just followed him away.

But when the two of them walked out of the statue, walked in front of the hall, opened the door, and were about to go out, Xu Jingheng suddenly thought of something, and before Zhao Guan's family stepped out of the threshold, they held hands and said to each other: "Guan's family!"

"What?" Zhao Jiu stopped in surprise.

"I was not joking in the thatched hut in the camp just now, but I was speaking from the bottom of my heart." Xu Jingheng bowed his head to the ground in the surprised gazes of the ministers at the stairs in the distance. "The official family has achieved Guangwu's achievements with Zhao Lie's spirit, but

In the future, when you invite officials and family members, you must maintain the virtue of glory and military power and the righteousness of Zhao Li... Not only should you have a beginning and an end for your ministers, but you should also let yourself have an end and an end."

"I will never forget what Mr. Xu said today." Zhao Jiu was silent for a moment, but responded solemnly.

In this way, the monarch and his ministers walked out of the house and slowly returned to the camp. At this time, the sun had already set in the west and hid behind Mount Yao. However, the red rays of rays of light coming from the mountain still reflected the military camp on the mountain and the yellow plateau at the foot of the mountain.

The battlefield is all colorful and makes people look at it.

Zhao Jiuben was about to return to camp, but when he saw this scene, he stopped and pondered for a moment.

Zhang Jun saw Zhao Guanjia and Xu Xianggong looking calm. He knew that they didn't know how to end the relationship, but he couldn't help but stepped forward to join in the fun: "Guanjia has a poetic touch?"

"That's right." Zhao Jiu couldn't help but laugh. "Remembering the battle that day and seeing that the battlefield was already deserted after only ten days, I really couldn't help but want to write poetry, but I was at a loss for words..."

The people present were not only a few high-ranking officials, but also many of the ministers who accompanied the army and the Jinshi who accompanied the army. When I heard this, I wanted to take the opportunity to write two poems to suit the occasion. However, when I thought of it,

Those "Yi An's Old Works" and "The Sapphire Case", but one after another, they all stopped thinking about writing lyrics and poems, and remained silent.

I just accompanied this official and looked at the colorful battlefield thoughtfully for a while.

Following Zhao Guan's gaze to the east, all the way eastward for thousands of miles, Anli army pillars were standing on the mountain, and there was also a man sitting in a pavilion facing the mountain and looking at it, and he sighed in excitement.

But it was Yue Fei and Yue Pengju, the commander of the imperial camp's former military capital, all in full armor, and beside him, suddenly, was the commander Tang Huai.

"Brother, don't you go and have a look?" Even though Tang Huai had always been serious about his words, he couldn't help but take the initiative to speak. "Going down the mountain from this pavilion is where our Tang Yin is."

"What are you going for?" Yue Fei, who was wearing armor, glanced at the plains to the east of the mountain. There were countless soldiers and horses there, marching southward in strict order, but they were the soldiers and horses of the imperial camp's former army headquarters that had withdrawn from the west side of the old Yellow River road in Daming Prefecture. "Go.

It’s just sad, just take a look at it.”

Tang Huai frowned when he heard this: "Although the Central Plains is difficult and Jingxiang is in chaos, the prime ministers are pushing too hard. They are too lazy to huddle in Daming Mansion and dare not go south. Wu Shu's 20,000 troops are in Longde Mansion (later the Shangdang).

If you can lure him out, you won't be able to win a big victory."

"It's useless. Wanyan Wushu came here in a hurry just to keep the 20,000 troops from leaving the border to fight." Yue Fei squinted his eyes and sighed. "As for you saying that my husband pressed too hard, you are even more unjust.

...After the official victory, Xianggong Lu just told me the difficulties and asked me how to deal with them without urging me."

"Then this provincial decree is fake?"

"It's true!" Yue Pengju finally squinted his eyes and looked at his confidant. "But it was because I submitted a memorial to the provincial government and the Guanxi official family together..."

Tang Huai was puzzled: "Brother asked to withdraw from the army?"

"good."

"Why?"

"First, when fighting foreign forces, we must first pacify the interior. After the official Yaoshan victory, the Jin army can no longer easily go south. It is time to turn around and put out the Zhong Xiang and Wuling Miao rebellion, and restore the economy and people's livelihood." Yue Pengju answered calmly. "Second,

If you want to go to Hebei, you should first cut off the two wings, restore northern Shaanxi and east of Jingdong, and suppress its power. Thirdly, if you want to control Hebei and capture Yanyun, you should first take the east of Hebei, restore Taiyuan, and settle in Shanxi. Move Yanmen to Taihang, and sweep it from a high position.

North China. Fourthly, if you want to attack Huanglong directly, you should first conquer Yanyun, then restrain Mengwu, and divide Gaoli, then you can succeed in one fell swoop!"

Tang Huai nodded: "Brother, are you trying to ping Jince for the official family?"

"good."

"It does make sense." Tang Huai sighed slightly. "But my brother died over and over again when he visited his hometown. Isn't it really sad?"

"How can I not be sad?" Yue Fei laughed at himself, but then became solemn. "But there is another reason..."

"What's the point?"

"The people of Hebei are from the countryside, and the people of Henan are also from the countryside." Yue Fei looked to the north and answered slowly. "Why should the people of Henan give their blood to us and then be squandered by us in Hebei? In the current situation, Hebei is fighting

One battle, two battles, what's the point of going home once and twice? The Jin Army in Luoyang withdrew in time, and the Jin Army in Hedong could send reinforcements here at any time. When the time comes, they would be sandwiched between the two Jin armies.

Time, don’t we still have to leave?”

Tang Huai opened his mouth to speak, but finally said no more.

Just like that, when it was getting dark, Yue Fei stood up and picked up his own big gun and bow, and was about to go down the mountain and follow the army southward, but suddenly his heart moved, and then he called someone to get pen and ink, and he wrote dragons and snakes on the pink wall of the pavilion, but it was

I wrote a poem.

The word says:

Looking back at Hebei, outside the desolate smoke, there are many city walls.

I remember those days when flowers shaded the willows, and there were red towers and green pavilions.

In front of the Daming Mansion, there are gold and jade surrounds, and in the city of Zhending, music and singing are being performed.

Nowadays, the countryside is full of iron cavalry and the wind and dust are bad.

The soldiers are safe, the troops are safe. The people are safe, filling the ravines.

Sighing that the mountains and rivers remain the same, thousands of villages are scattered.

When will I ask for a tassel to carry a sharp brigade and cross the Qinghe River again with a whip?

But he came back and continued his tour of the old city, and he lived up to his expectations.

After finishing writing, Yue Fei sighed slightly, put down his pen and gun, turned around and went down the mountain without looking back.

It was getting late. In the Yaoshan camp, Xu Jingheng finished writing a letter to Yue Fei and sent his horse to deliver it. Then he turned to see Zhao Guan's house. As soon as he entered the tent, he saw that everyone there was there, but they only held a few cards.

The white paper was discussed there, but Zhao Guan's family was nowhere to be seen.

When everyone saw Xianggong Xu arriving, they all greeted him one after another. They even said bluntly that the official had been tired for the past few days and should have gone back to his bed in the back tent to study by light of the lamp. However, the official had left something on the case as usual for everyone to discuss, and Xianggong Xu should be the one to discuss.

Come and make up your mind.

Xu Jingheng did his part, and when he got there, he realized that it was Zhao Guan's family who intended to outline the post-war military arrangements, which was to enrich the imperial camp's rear army and form the imperial camp's cavalry.

Among them, enriching the imperial camp rear army probably means making Wu Jie the commander-in-chief and reintegrating the Western armies from all directions. The original imperial camp rear army will be directly subordinate to the imperial camp central army and reorganized... This is a complicated and major matter. I don't know how to do it.

How many affairs were involved, there was no discussion at all for a while.

As for the Imperial Cavalry Army, the official plan is to make Qu Duan the commander-in-chief, with Liu Qi and Li Shifu as deputy commanders... Among them, others are pretty good, except that Li Shifu is too young. Some people think that he can just be an ordinary commander, but

It caused some controversy.

Xu Jingheng was a man who could do things well. He twisted a piece of paper and made up his mind when he came up. Based on Li Shifu's great achievements, he was appointed as the deputy commander of the Imperial Cavalry Army. It was considered a unanimous decision by the emperor and his ministers.

However, after the matter was decided, when everyone was talking about the complicated matter of the Western Army moving into the imperial camp, Mr. Xu sat under the lamp and looked at the white paper in his hand, but there was something strange about it. It turned out that there were a few blank spaces on the paper.

The traces of small handwriting are obviously official handwriting, but they are heavy marks left across the paper, but when slightly illuminated by the light, they look like poetry or something like that.

When Xianggong Xu remembered what happened before, he was also curious for a moment, so he simply studied it carefully.

However, as he read over and over again, Mr. Xu always had doubts in his heart, because the situations and objects in it were incompatible with the current situation. Only the artistic conception of Xiaque was extraordinary and pointed directly at people's hearts.

.

The word says:

strong west wind,

The wild geese in the sky call Shuang Chenyue.

frost morning moon,

The sound of horse hooves breaks,

The trumpet gulps.

The long pass of Xiongguan is really like iron,

Now we are taking a step back from the beginning.

from scratch,

Cangshan is like the sea,

The setting sun is like blood.
Chapter completed!