Chapter 205: Two Letters from the Capital

Since the first half of the year, when Li Xin began to act against the Ji family's clan, the conflict between him and the ninth princess and his wife has been inevitable, but since this matter has been done, there is no turning back, and it can only be done to the end.

In the past half a year, although Li Xin's methods have been as gentle as possible, with the death of His Royal Highness King Huai, the ninth princess is still very angry.

She personally went to Huaiwang's mansion and took Huaiwang's newborn son back to Jing'an Hou's Mansion to raise, and at the same time had a quarrel with Li Xin, and she was reluctant to see Li Xin for several days.

There is no way to do this, and it can only be up to time to slowly heal these rifts.

In the cold wind, Li Xin returned to the warm pavilion alone, added a few more charcoal fires to the stove in the warm pavilion, and continued to look through the documents sent by Shang Shutai.

In the past six months, Li Xin has spent more than three hours almost every day to process or check the documents sent by Shangshutai and the Metropolitan Governor's Office, which is quite a heavy work and consumes a lot of Li Xin's energy.

As the highest decision-maker of a country, everything that can be sent to Li Xin's desk cannot be a trivial matter, and every one of these things must be dealt with in all aspects.

At about the end of the day, Ah Han, the eldest lady of the Marquis of Jing'an, knew that her father was afraid of the cold, so she brought two stoves to Li Xin, and after helping Li Xin make a fire, she sat down and talked to her father, comforted the old father who was kicked out of the yard, and then went back to her room to rest.

After Ah Han left, Li Xin read two or three more documents about how to deal with the clan and some old ministers of Yuan Zhao, frowned and thought for a long time before he mentioned the Zhu pen and gave his opinion on the document, and then dropped the brush and lay on the bed and fell asleep.

He is not a civil official, and he has not done this kind of thing for more than ten years, so it is quite difficult to deal with things, but these are things that must not be faked by others, and Li Xin must deal with them personally.

Although the current Li Xin is still nominally the Marquis of Jing'an, in fact, he has been doing what the emperor has been doing every day for the past six months, and in less than two hundred days, he has already felt a little tired.

The profession of emperor, except for work benefits, is actually not a good errand.

It's okay to be a faint gentleman, and it's good to sleep with a woman every day, but if you want to be a Ming Jun, you have to face the mountains and seas of paperwork every day, and you have to deal with the strange and unpredictable hearts of people, it's okay for a day or two, but you will be very tired after a long time.

The reason why Taikang Tianzi is so short-lived is probably because of this.

There are gains and losses, and while enjoying supremacy, it is natural to be under unparalleled pressure.

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In the first year of Yankang, the sky was full of wind and snow in the capital, and the northern Xinjiang was naturally cold and windy.

In Jizhou City, although the cold wind was gusting outside, General Ye, as the main general, only wore a robe that was not very thick, sitting on the wall of Jizhou City, chatting with several soldiers of the Zhenbei Army.

After staying on the city wall for a while, Ye Mao walked down from the city wall and returned to his Zhenbei General's Mansion.

Now the north has only been peaceful for a few months, although there are still no people in Jizhou City to move back, but there are already some Jizhou people who fled from Jizhou, slowly moving back from the outside.

If there is no war in Jizhou, at most five years, Jizhou can return to its former prosperity.

In the Zhenbei General's Mansion, Ye Guogong, who was thinly dressed, immediately added a thick coat, and his body was still shivering from the cold.

In the Zhenbei General's Mansion, He Xiang, who has been in Jizhou for nearly a year, sat in the living room of the Zhenbei General's Mansion, lit a stove, and sat on the stove with a jar of wine, which was already gurgling.

Ye Mao sat opposite He Xiang, looking at the hot wine in front of him, and said with a smile: "Why did Uncle He come to me?" ”

He Xiang is the same generation as Ye Ming, so he is naturally Ye Mao's uncle.

He Xiang first glanced at Ye Mao, and then asked, "I heard that the general has been going to the city wall every day for the past month?" ”

"No, you can't go."

Ye Mao smiled helplessly: "In the past month, the weather has gradually become colder, the Zhenbei Army has been reintegrated, and now not counting the forbidden troops you brought over, there are sixty or seventy thousand people, and those dog days in the household department have not given enough cotton clothes, so I have to go to the city wall to squat in single clothes, so that the brothers can feel better." ”

He Xiang frowned slightly, and said: "Isn't the imperial court now that Governor Li Dadu is in charge, how can it be that the things of the Zhenbei Army are shortened?" ”

"Uncle Li can't do everything, besides, the Zhenbei Army has recruited too many soldiers in the past few months, and it is normal that the winter clothes of the household department will not be delivered for a while."

Ye Mao shook his head nonchalantly, and said with a smile: "Don't think about this, in another month or two, it is estimated that the supplies should arrive." ”

He looked at He Xiang and asked, "Uncle He is waiting for me here, is there something wrong?" ”

"Naturally, there is something."

He Xiang was a taciturn person who never liked to speak, so he silently took out two letters from his sleeve and said, "This is a letter from Shang Shutai. ”

Ye Mao frowned: "When will Shang Shutai be able to participate in the military?" ”

"Not military involvement."

He Xiang shook his head slightly, and said in a deep voice: "It's to ask what the situation in the north is now, whether there is anything missing, and ...... When to fight. ”

"It's winter now, and even the Xianbei barbarians are huddled at home and refuse to go out, where can they fight? At least it will not be until the beginning of spring next year that it is possible to find an opportunity. ”

He Xiang pointed to the second letter in front of him and continued: "This second letter was sent by Mu Ying, the general of Long Wuwei in the capital. ”

Ye Mao's eyes lit up when he heard this, he directly opened the second letter, read it carefully up and down, and said with a smile: "This letter is a good thing, in the whole world, in terms of experience in using firearms, this General Mu should be the first, even Uncle Li is probably slightly inferior to him." ”

Mu Ying has been in contact with firearms since the eighth year of Taikang, and even took Hanzhou military firearms all the way from Hanzhong to the capital, and she has rich experience in battle.

He Xiang looked at the two letters in front of him and said silently: "Except for the Shenwuwei General Li Shuo, the two people in charge of the southwest are already showing their attitudes to you, the general. ”

"They really want you to fight a victory as soon as possible, General."

Ye Guogong narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled: "If Uncle Li also came to the letter, it would be another statement, Uncle Li did not come to the letter, these two came to the letter, let's take it apart and take a look." ”

"How to fight and how to fight."

He Xiang sighed silently: "It seems that the situation in the capital has reached a critical moment, and the world has changed its surname, which is a matter of the past two years." ”

He looked up at Ye Mao and said in a deep voice: "Grandpa, as the head of the family, must also make plans in advance." ”

Ye Mao raised his head and took a sip of the spirits, then felt that his body was warmer, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"The people of our army, fighting a good battle is, the affairs in the court have nothing to do with us."

(End of chapter)