Chapter 32: Iron Flow (1)
Listening to Wei Cao's words, Lu Yao was silent at first. He raised the teacup and took a sip, suddenly feeling a little bitter in his mouth.
Wei Cao claimed that he was verbose, but that was really a humble statement. Lu Yao understands that the whole thirty years of suffering in a foreign land can not be described in just a few words? His words have been as brief as possible.
Thirty years ago, this old man and his clan township shouldered the heavy responsibility entrusted by the history of Youzhou Thorns, and resolutely went deep into the grassland to be in the company of those bloody people who led beasts and cannibals. In order to gain a foothold in the grassland, he led his clansmen and compatriots to fight and fight, and paid countless sweat and blood, so that he was finally able to take charge of the national affairs of the Xianbei and strong tribes and contribute to the stability of northern Xinjiang. However, when they were overjoyed in their success and looked back at their homeland, they only saw that the situation was chaotic, the smoke was everywhere, and the people were struggling to make a living.
What about the imperial court? The court never supported them anymore, or even needed them anymore, and no one remembered those ambitious rangers. The kings of the Sima clan who sat in Xiongzhen in the north sent envoys to visit several times, but those who were the humerus of the imperial dynasty were plotting nothing more than the supreme power of the Great Jin, so they did not hesitate to beg the Wei clan to change their ways and use the power of the Xianbei people to attack the Central Plains!
The tragic reality of being abandoned by his family and country torments this lonely Jin force outside the territory all the time; The filth and humility of those who held the power of the Great Jin Dynasty entangled their hearts even more, making them full of suspicion and hatred for the imperial court. Therefore, in recent years, the exile marshals have become more and more involved in the affairs of the Tuoba Xianbei regime, and while grabbing more and more high-ranking officials, they have also become more and more alienated from the Great Jin court, which was once loyal to them.
From this short moment of bland narration, Lu Yao could feel the deep pain contained in it. When Wei Cao indifferently explained that he was not worried about the current crisis of the Jin people and displaced people in the grassland, because he had no expectations for the imperial court for a long time, Lu Yao felt that these words were not only a reflection of Wei Cao's own mood, but also a common idea of the Jin people and the marshals led by Wei Cao.
Before the army went north, Lu Yao, Shao Xu and others discussed the proposed action plan several times in the Luochuan camp, but more than half of the plan was based on the Jin people's hearts to the homeland, and in the environment of threat, it was inevitable to eat pot pulp to welcome the king's division. Now it seems that although Shao Sizu has been friends with Wei Cao for many years, he is ultimately from an orthodox Han family, and he has not been able to understand the general idea of the northerner of the exiles. Among those handkerchiefs who are handkerchiefs with heavy power, I am afraid that only Wei Cao is the only one who still has a little nostalgia for the imperial court.
The isolation of the Jin people from the Great Jin court was beyond Lu Yao's expectations, and their tendencies were not as ...... as previously expected.
Lu Yao coughed lightly and decided not to go around in circles again. He leaned forward and looked at Wei Cao, and said slowly: "Thirty years of hard work, I sound really thrilling. The courageous loyalty of the Duke and his companions is enough to set an example for our juniors. Now it is at the time of the great chaos in the north, Hu'er is rampant, and the Jin people are forced day and night; Although Yao is despicable, he is the Taishou of the county and the general of Yingyang, and he is sincerely willing to lead the elite soldiers under his command to be driven by the Duke of Deyuan, so that he can control the chaos and protect the safety of the head of the Han family. But I don't know what happened to the public opinion of Deyuan? ”
Wei Cao smiled: "I have heard that the sages have clouds, and the saints use soldiers, and they will lose the hearts of the people without losing the hearts of the people, and the benefits will be given to the eternity." The general's transfer to the Central Plains shook several states, and this time the raising of troops on the dam will definitely benefit the situation in northern Xinjiang. How can Wei dare to drive the world's handsome people? I will ask the general to do whatever he wants, and I will wait and see. ”
Wei Cao's answer is already very clear, he and the grassland Jin people and the displaced people he represents have not yet determined where to go in the future. The chaos of Tuoba Xianbei is also a good opportunity for heroes to rise up. Such a situation not only caused many surrounding forces to covet the grassland, but also made some Jin people and homeless marshals germinate ambitions. Although they were trapped in a corner of the source, relying on the tens of thousands of Jin people, they were determined to survive the difficulties in front of them and compete with the Hu tribes under Tuoba Xianbei. In this way, if Lu Yao intends to convince them, he must show enough sincerity and strength to make enough achievements.
Lose the country without losing the hearts of the people, and benefit the eternal world...... Lu Yao muttered. When he was a young man, he traveled to Luoyang, read a lot, and knew that this sentence came from the inner chapter of Zhuangzi, which said that the ancient sage annexed other countries by force without causing resentment, because all his actions were out of public intentions, although there was a temporary military disaster, the favor exerted on the people was enough to last for a long time. Wei Cao's citation of this sentence as an expectation of Lu Yao's actions is in line with his previous praise for He Yun's benevolence and morality.
Lu Yao didn't think it was necessary to always use the way of the sages of a thousand years ago to examine the actions in front of him, but he had no intention of saying anything more about it.
He nodded, and gently put the tea cup in his hand on the desk: "Very good!" ”
Whether the imperial court still has the ability to meddle in the grassland after the melee in the Central Plains, the exile marshals are not sure. Lu Yao, the new Daijun Taishou who was born as a martial artist, was also full of doubts about how he would deal with the complicated situation on the grassland. Therefore, Wei Cao came at night, on the one hand, to explain the Wei clan's decades of hard work to gain understanding, and on the other hand, he also intended to personally weigh the reality of the commander of the Jin army.
Although this is not the smoothest expectation, it is also in Lu Yao's calculations.
Lu Yao took a deep breath and spit out heavily. He left the table and lifted the curtain door of the Chinese army's tent. In the night outside the door, thousands of pine torches have been raised one by one, illuminating the huge and solemn military camp like stars, illuminating the vigilant figures of the Rong Towers and the crossbowmen on the Rong Towers. It had been a long time since the hour of the meal, and silence had returned to the barracks. In the extremely orderly environment, only the sonorous sound of the soldiers patrolling back and forth sounded sporadically. Of course, if you listen carefully, you can faintly discern the cries wafting from the Xianbei captive camp in the wind. The cry gave people a sense of desolation, but in the entire barracks, there was a fierce and murderous aura rising again.
At this time, Lu Yao has no intention of accepting Wei Cao's weighing, he will solve the problem in a more direct way.
Lu Yao turned around like a whirlwind: "Since it comes to military affairs, Deyuan Gong has been in my camp for a few days, which generals and colonels have you seen?" ”
"I have seen Chu Kun, Ni Yi, Jiang Li and several other leaders attack from afar, and I met He Yun and He Team Leader again...... The general's military horses are worthy of being the rumored victorious division, and several generals are young and promising, all of whom have extraordinary talents, and they are all experienced tiger soldiers. Wei Cao said politely.
"Since I raised the army into Daijun, these people have made meritorious contributions, and they are all rising stars of the Daijun Army. However, after all, they are only juniors, and they can't afford the praise of the tiger warriors......" Lu Yao shook his head and said in a deep voice: "The generals in the Daijun Army are none other than Xue Tong, Shen Jin, Liu Yao, etc., and in recent months, they have been fortunate to have the help of Ding Miao, the general of the military guard under the command of Liu Tingshi. These are the tigers of the world who have overcome the chaos. ”
Lu Yao raised his hand and picked up the geographical map depicting the mountains and rivers of Northern Xinjiang, and slowly unfolded it on the desk in front of Wei Cao: "Does Duke Deyuan know where these generals are now?" ”
Wei Cao stared at the geographical map, and his eyebrows gradually furrowed: "General Lu means ......"
Lu Yao laughed. Maybe Wei Cao is like a deep fox, but the lion never does what the fox asks. As the general of Yingyang, the military of the three counties of Daijun Taishou and the governor of the three counties, and as the commander in charge of tens of millions of soldiers, Lu Yao is happy to let the Hu and Jin tribes on the grassland experience the strength of the Daijun army!