Chapter Ninety-Eight: A Pot of Rotten Porridge
Yan Bei admitted that he did not have his own captives, staff, friends, and confidants, and he was bold.
His consistent proposition is to welcome the Son of Heaven, but how to do it next has never been drafted. Come to think of it, even if he gets the whole territory of Jizhou and receives the emperor to move the capital, all he can do is to be like Li Dao Guo Yan is now in Chang'an, he has an official position such as a chariot and cavalry general, and he is just a very popular minister, what can he expect to do?
As soon as the hundred officials of the Central Plains arrive, no matter where they move the capital, they will inevitably fall into the political whirlpool in the end. And politics itself is not what Yanbei is good at. All he can do is to be in the middle of Li Guo, even inferior to Dong Zhuo.
Frustrated, the princes coerced the Son of Heaven loudly and ordered the princes, like a yellow bell Dalu, striking heavily on Yan Bei's skull, deafening.
Coerce the Son of Heaven and order the princes!
This is a great feat that even Dong Zhuo, the pioneer of their generation who is in charge of the court with military might, has never done!
Yan Bei looked at the fruit wine in the bottle, only to feel dizzy, a bowl of fruit wine could not make him drunk, but he really felt drunk.
The galloping cavalry crossed the Juma River through the desert of western Liaoning, and brought back the news of the immobility to Gao Lan, the captain of Zhuo County. The winter moon is approaching, rather than abandoning the easily defended Wuruan Pass and heading south to advance to garrison the empty Zhongshan Kingdom, it is better to stick to the existing defense line and wait for the next year to pour troops south.
At least there will be a whole winter of drills, and those new soldiers from Zhuo County can also be well trained, and they will become real warriors from Minfu Xiangyong, and only then will they be ready to go to the battlefield and be worthy of being Youzhou new soldiers.
Now they are not even skilled in using strong crossbows, so how can they be put into Jizhou, which is chaotic with the situation.
However, when he said that he did not move, he did not mean that he was indifferent to the dozen or so garrisoned cities of the two counties, and in the orders sent back by the cavalry, small groups of men and horses were still divided into various cities under the banner of caravans, spreading rumors and bribing the county soldiers, so as to make some unsightly means to facilitate the war in the coming year.
Yanbei and Gongsun Zan are old enemies, and they have been fighting for enemies for several years. Yan Bei understands his enemies, just as Gongsun Chan understands that Yan Bei's life is no matter how big or small, the people's hearts, the weak county soldiers who are not related to him, these things are the shortcomings that Gongsun Chan never wants to bother.
There are objective laws in the development of things, just as the power of the princes of all walks of life in the early years was not equal to the current situation. Some of the princes who were strong in the early years are now declining; And some of the princes who were weak in the early years have become strong in the disputes one after another.
From the strong to the weak such as Gongsun Zhan, when the strong soldiers are even secluded, Hebei, Qing, Henan four states, the dragon and tiger leaping elephant, but now abandon Zhongshan, Changshan, stick to the giant deer, only the land of the two counties remains. Although its military strength has always been strong, it has become the weakest vassal of all the princes.
And today's Yanzhou Mu Cao Cao, there is no one weaker than his power during the Dong period, a fugitive is just as a subordinate of Yuan Shao and Zhang Miao, and after the war, he was elected by the generals of Yanzhou and became the state pastor, and beat the thief Koupingzhou County until he controlled Yanzhou. Among them, the ability to govern and the strength of the people's hearts should not be underestimated.
Yanbei is a very special one among these princes, no one thought he could succeed before Liu Yu's death, but after Liu Yu's death, he relied on the merits of running the land of Liaodong for several years, and the Gongsun Zan outside repeatedly exerted pressure, which made Yan Zhongqing become the pastor of Youzhou.
In the middle of the twists and turns, no one is a simple person who can get to today's status.
Away from the cusp of Jixian County, this autumn seems to be very leisurely for Yanbei, and letters about the situation in Jizhou and the Central Plains are sent from Guangyang every once in a while, which makes Yanbei even more happy. Speaking of which, this feeling is particularly hateful, between the mountains and rivers of Youzhou, he sees some melee in the Central Plains on weekdays, thinking that those old friends who have met are living in dire straits, how can Yanbei not be happy?
"What is the husband laughing at, is there anything interesting in the Central Plains?"
Zhen Jiang is now eight months pregnant, and their baby will be born around the time of the first snowfall, but this does not bode well. If there are any worries in Yanbei's heart now, he is only worried that the unborn child will die early. The winter in Youzhou is too cold, even if Yanbei is now a prince, it is still difficult to forget the difficult winter in the stable when he was a child.
The new life in the belly seemed to have a magical power, which made Zhen Jiang's originally heroic face soften. Now although the autumn solstice, the sun is shining but not cold, Zhen Jiang stayed in the mansion for several months, and finally couldn't stand it and wanted to travel, Yanbei took a small number of honor guards and the strongest horses in the county to the Liangshui River more than 20 miles outside Xiangping City to play.
Hearing Zhen Jiang's question, Yan Beifang grabbed a handful of small sour jujube hands and paused and put them down, sneering: "I said that I brought thorns for you, but I was taught to eat them...... According to the letter sent back by the state capital today, Gongsun Bogui and Yuan Benchu fought, broke through Xiabo, and fought in Wuyi. ”
Zhen Jiang nodded slowly, gently pulled Yan Bei's hand, put down a handful of sour dates, and said with a smile: "The military concubine doesn't understand, but since the husband loves to eat, eat more." ”
Liaodong does not produce sour jujubes, and this variant of jujubes called thorns is still only produced near the Taihang Mountains. A few days ago, Zhen Jiang wanted to eat something sour to stop vomiting, and Yanbei heard about this kind of small thing from the people of Jizhou in the county, so he ordered the rider to go to Daijun to send someone to pick it and bring it back to Xiangping for Zhen Jiang to eat. But I don't want Yanbei to like to eat this thing, sweet and sour, it's really enjoyable to eat!
"Think of it as a safari, the bear wants to eat the leopard first and then come to the hunter, and the hunter will take advantage of this time to find a good bow." Yan Bei smiled and put a small sour jujube in his mouth, and said, "Watch them fight!" ”
In fact, it was not only the war between Gongsun Zan and Yuan Shao, but Yuan Shu's people sent a message to Jixian County, saying that Tao Qian's Xuzhou had a Xiapi Haoqiang named Que Xuan, who planned to start things in the coming year, and discussed with Tao Qian to raise troops to attack Hua County and Fei County in Taishan County, and Tao Qian would lead his troops to plunder Rencheng before the winter of this year, in retaliation for Cao Cao's successive invasions of Xuzhou.
The world has been completely boiled into a pot of rotten porridge by these princes!
It's just that there are some things that Yanbei doesn't know about, and they are slowly changing...... Cao Song, the old lady of the Cao family, who avoided the disaster in Langya, Xuzhou, gradually felt uneasy because of his son's war with Tao Yuanjun, and decided to leave for Yanzhou after the snow melted next year.
The situation in the world is changing rapidly, who would have thought that a few years ago, in order to take refuge in the Central Plains, Xuzhou, which was located in the East China Sea, was the safest place, but now it seems to be able to become a tiger's den in Longtan in the blink of an eye?
Cao's life seems to be pinched in the hands of that Tao envoy!