It's all abstract destiny, you're one emperor through the ages

Chapter 61

"Stationed, stationed in the three counties of Qiongzhou?"

Chen Fujia was shocked in his heart, his eyes were wide open, and his neatly manicured nails hit the body of the porcelain cup with too much force, almost opening it.

"teacher?"

Chen Fujia called out involuntarily, but he didn't seem to be joking when he saw Yang Zhong.

He suddenly realized what this meant, the porcelain cup fell from his hands, and the sound of ceramics breaking was extremely ear-piercing.

The former emperors of the Han Dynasty really owed Zhaowu two fights of luck?
Yang Zhong bent down and carefully picked up the pieces of the porcelain cup that Chen Fujia shattered, but the one he shattered didn't move a bit.

The shards scratched his finger, and he didn't realize it:
"Fu Jia, do you still remember what His Majesty said about the world at the court meeting before leaving?"

"The world?"

Chen Fujia was taken aback, and asked tentatively, "The words of the slaves of the four surnames?"

Yang Zhong didn't answer, but took a deep look at him.

Chen Fujia frowned and said:

"The surname is Liu?"

Yang Zhong nodded slowly: "If the world's surname is not Liu, what can it be?"

"Donghu!"

Chen Fujia blurted out, but what he saw was Yang Zhong's old serious face.

"Donghu, what's your last name?"

"Begging for beauty?"

As soon as Chen Fujia opened his mouth, he realized something was wrong.

Today's Donghu Da Khan was born in the Qiyan tribe, but it does not mean that the entire Donghu has the surname Qiyan.

Going forward a few generations, the leader of the Qiyan tribe served as the Great Khan, and it has only been passed down for three generations.

Donghu is still governed by eight ministries.

Since Donghu is divided into eight divisions, does the world also have eight surnames?
A few years ago, this might have been true, but now, the situation is different.

Perhaps after Zuo Xianwang Qi Yangou died, all this was doomed.

By the time the Eastern Hunan Army lost consecutive battles, even lost Qiongzhou, and retreated to Gaozhou, the world was no longer the world that allowed the barbarians to ravage Guan surnames.

Yang Zhong said in a deep voice: "The emperor of the Han Dynasty is surnamed Liu, and the whole world is also surnamed Liu."

Chen Fujia acquiesced.

I have to admit that after the recovery of Qiongzhou, the Liu family did have some luck.

Originally thought that the emperor went crazy at the court meeting because he was playing a child's temper and venting his unhappiness, so that the important officials of the aristocratic family would put their hands away so that they could install their confidantes.

Unexpectedly, it was only in the form of madness that a fact was revealed.

"The teacher wants to"

Yang Zhong shook his head and sighed softly: "The old man has no idea."

"The old man just knows more about Donghu. Apart from the Qiyan Department, the most powerful among the eight departments is the Puliuru Department."

"Qi Yangou died, and the southern army was defeated again, losing Qiongzhou. The sick and old Khan may not be able to control the Puliuru Department, so he will delegate power a little to ease internal conflicts."

"Except for these factors, the General Liuru Department operates in the south and builds more ships, while Gaozhou and Qiongzhou are only partially connected by land."

"The Donghu people want to continue to maintain their deterrence against the great Han, and retain the possibility of further advancement in the future. The Great Khan will inevitably order the Puliuru Department to mobilize ships and block the waters near Qiongzhou to limit the sea trade of the Great Han. At the same time, it will prevent the Great Han from going south. Expand westward."

"Pu Liuru Department will definitely use this to take the position, and the remaining six departments, which one will be willing?"

Chen Fujia thought about it and said:
"From this point of view, if the big man defends Qiongzhou and resists Donghu, at least he can survive for another three years."

Yang Zhong stretched out his hand and gestured with five fingers:

"At least five years."

"To fight against the outside world, we must first secure the inside. With Donghu's current situation, the Great Khan will seek peace with the Great Han."

"That"

Chen Fujia tentatively asked: "Then shall we agree?"

Yang Zhong laughed twice: "It's not whether we agree or not. Whether we agree or not depends on His Majesty's will."

Chen Fujia didn't take this matter to heart.

In the previous situation, it was either a wolf or a dog, and there was basically no chance of peace, so the emperor could lead the army to fight.

If the Donghu side took the initiative to seek peace, or even gave up part of the interests in the compromise, even if the emperor refused to agree, most of the ministers in the DPRK and China would have thoughts.

It may be that the soldiers' hearts will also move. After all, as long as there is peace, those elderly soldiers will have the possibility to return home.

And in Chen Fujia's view, there is no need at all.

In this case, as long as the emperor has a brain, he will agree.

If you don't agree, do you really want to use one state to counterattack the world?
On the contrary, if he agreed, he could cultivate his life and rest, and even made an appointment with Donghu, the big man went to sea, walked south and walked out of a piece of heaven and earth.

With the ability shown by the emperor, it might be impossible to make some achievements overseas.

"Fu Jia."

Yang Zhong's voice pulled Chen Fujia back from his thoughts:
"Please teach the teacher."

"The old man has nothing to teach. If the monarch is capable and a minister, don't think too much about it."

Yang Zhong closed his eyes slowly, and dozed off with the scent of grass and trees in his nose:
"The old man is old, old."

"Donghu Great Khan is also getting old."
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"Old, Ben Khan is indeed old."

Qi Yan Sirie was in Weiyang Palace, staring at the bronze mirror motionlessly.

The self in the bronze mirror has wrinkles on the forehead, drooping eyelids, slightly flushed, full of traces of time.

But Qi Yan Sirie was not panicked or helpless, nor lamented the changes in the world, but frowned slightly, still as majestic and confident as when he was young.

He just took a deep breath, restrained his emotions, and took out a memorial.

"Zhang Huaiyang has lost."

Qi Yan Sirie didn't have much expression, and the slightly frowned brows were also relieved:
"Victory or defeat is standard issue."

"After all, it's a battle to destroy a country, so there's no reason why every battle is ever victorious."

"It's just that Gou'er died too."

Qi Yan Sirie rested one hand on his knee, and fiddled with the huge map in front of him with the other.

"Big man. Young emperor."

He saw many things from Zhang Huaiyang's memorials.

What interests him the most is the new emperor of the Han Dynasty.

The defeat of Zhang Huaiyang and the death of Qi Yangou all started after the new emperor ascended the throne.

Whether it is beheading powerful officials to seize military power, being able to bow to brothers, or taking the initiative to attack the camp, they have demonstrated unparalleled ability and courage.

He also has a lot of experience in employing people and uniting the morale of the army.

"20 years old, the same age as Gouer, he is really a young Yingjie, Yinguo is like me."

Qi Yan Sirie couldn't help thinking of all kinds of things about him when he was young, and also of Qi Yan who had a bit of his own style.

In the end, he just reached out and touched the place where Qi Yangou died, which was written on the memorial.

Wipe the corners of his eyes.

Then continue to look at the map calmly:
"Qiongzhou City is located on the edge of Qiongzhou. It is easy to defend but difficult to attack. This battle must be fought by Zhang Huaiyang."

He summoned a trusted general and folded out a blank letter:
"Give it to Zhang Huaiyang, he will know how to do it."

The trusted general was puzzled, with only grief and indignation on his face:
"King Khan, King Zuoxian died because of Zhang Huaiyang's fault, how can he continue to lead the army?!"

"The big man can be destroyed by hand, the most urgent thing is to call Zhang Huaiyang back for questioning, prepare for the funeral of Zuo Xianwang, and appease the other seven tribes!"

Qi Yan Sirie just pulled out his saber and shook it at the oil lamp, reflecting the tough jaw like a wolf:

"War, it's ruthless, it's not a thing."

"To win, you have to be more ruthless than it is, and less of a thing."

"Give this knife to Zhang Huaiyang as well."

"King Khan!!"

This means that Zhang Huaiyang has absolute freedom in the south. If the great Khan comes in person, even if he is defeated in these few battles, no one can say anything about him.

The confidant general couldn't help exclaiming immediately, and at this moment, a Donghu man rushed to report:

"King Khan, General Zhang urgently reports, it is urgent!!"

"Did something happen to the Southern Army?"

Qi Yan Sirie didn't know what news was more anxious than Qi Yan's death and the Southern Army's consecutive defeats. Could it be that there was another epidemic in the South?
"The three counties of Qiongzhou have fallen!"

The army lost consecutive battles and failed to move Qi Yan Silie.

The death of his son did not make Qiyan Sirie feel too emotionally fluctuated.

But when he heard that the three counties of Qiongzhou had been captured by the Han army, his breathing immediately became short of breath, his lips became dry, and sweat oozes from his forehead.

Some even couldn't support their bodies, and almost fell down.

"Khan! Khan!"

The messengers and trusted generals were extremely nervous, so they had to step forward to help.

Qiyan Sirie gritted her teeth and stood up abruptly, but waved her hand, and her voice was a little louder:

"No problem! No problem!"

Seeing this, the trusted general was still worried and said:

"Is King Khan's body really all right?"

Qi Yan Sirie has returned to normal, but her breathing is still a little convulsive:
"Physical affairs are small, but state affairs are more important. You continue to hand over the saber and letter to Zhang Huaiyang, and go to the Puliuru Department again to order him to mobilize ships and block the sea area of ​​Qiongzhou."

"No, I'm asking the General Liuru Department to mobilize the ships."

"The pheasant's wings are stretched out and it's just showing its majesty. Then Ben Khan will take a look to see if he has the vigor to spread his wings across thousands of miles."

"Yes!"

The trusted generals also knew that the matter was of great importance, and they could not be delayed, so they left in a hurry.

And the messenger left after delivering the urgent report.

Only Qiyan Sirie was left alone, slowly calming down.

He looked at the map, staring at the small Qiongzhou compared with the territory of Donghu.

After watching for a long time, until the lamp flickered, I had to get up to change the lamp oil.

There were all kinds of thoughts in my heart, and it turned into a sentence at last:

"Having a child should be like Liu Zhi'er."

　I chatted with the editor, because this book is too overwhelming, it may not be released until May Day, and it will be 30 words by then. For the sake of readers, Squid Girl will not hesitate to drag it to 20 words. I am really touched by the 30 words to (д)
　　
　
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