"Say it, father, listen!"
Young Master Liu glanced at Liu Chengfeng from the corner of his eye and said calmly.
Liu Chengfeng nodded slightly, raised his head and wiped the sweat that had appeared on his forehead again, took a few steps forward, and raised his hand to knock out the ashes from the smoke pot outside the window sill.
"Dad, regarding the matter of my son not wanting you to use troops against Tsarist Russia.
To tell the truth, my child, I have both selfish and public motives. "
Liu Mingzhi spat out the tea stem from the corner of his mouth, glanced at Liu Chengfeng lightly and said, "Both selfishness? And also publicity?"
Liu Chengfeng turned to look at Mr. Liu and nodded without hesitation.
"Just tell me dad, that's exactly what it is."
Listening to the eldest son's affirmative tone, Young Master Liu flicked the ashes on his sleeve with his fingers.
“Public mind or selfish mind, which one is more important?
Since the two of us have already discussed this topic, you don't have to hesitate.
Just speak your truest thoughts directly.
As a father, I still say what I said before. No matter how you answer, as a father, I will not blame you. "
Seeing his father's calm expression, Liu Chengfeng took a deep breath and gently placed the tobacco bag in his hand on the window sill.
Then, he took out his folding fan from his waist and flicked it vigorously, raising his arm to fan the cool breeze.
"Dad, whether you believe it or not, my child can tell you for sure.
Regarding the matter of sending troops to conquer Russia, I do not agree that the public interest in this matter is greater than my own selfishness. "
When Young Master Liu heard the eldest son's solemn answer, he raised his eyebrows slightly and turned to look at Liu Chengfeng with his eyes narrowed.
"Oh? Publicity is more important than selfishness?"
Liu Chengfeng nodded without hesitation, and looked at Young Master Liu with a calm expression, without any intention of dodging in his eyes.
"That's right, a child's public heart is greater than his own selfishness."
Young Master Liu rolled up the tobacco bag in his hand, turned around and walked out of the study.
"Let's go and take a walk outside."
"Hey, here we come."
Liu Chengfeng picked up the tobacco bag he had placed on the window sill and quickly chased after him.
After walking out of the room, Young Master Liu raised his arms and moved his body a few times, then walked towards the small flower bed in the courtyard with a faint smile.
He looked back at Liu Chengzhi, who had already followed, and casually picked up the small iron rake on the flower bed.
"What you said is that the public spirit is greater than selfishness. As a father, I would like to hear the details."
After finishing speaking, Mr. Liu took the small iron rake in his hand and began to loosen the soil for the flowers and plants in the flower bed.
Liu Chengfeng saw that his father was like an old farmer, taking care of the soil of the roots of flowers and plants very skillfully, and walked straight towards the bucket beside him.
"Dad, regarding the situation in Tsarist Russia, you heard my son tell you, your daughter-in-law told you, and you also listened to the soldiers who followed me and my son on the mission to Tsarist Russia.
On the other hand, your understanding of Tsarist Russia comes from the sand table and map in the study.
However, you have never been to Tsarist Russia in person.
Dad, you have never been to Tsarist Russia in person, and you have no idea what the specific situation in Tsarist Russia was like.
Let me tell you this, kid, the rich place in Tsarist Russia is indeed very rich.
However, the desolate place over there was also very desolate.
The child said that it was a bit deserted, but I was saying the best.
To say the least, it would be an exaggeration to say that it was a barren land.
In my child's impression, many years ago, many people always said that the northern part of Dalong was a bitter and cold place.
Including the people in the prefectures across northern Xinjiang, they themselves think so.
Fortunately, God knows, Northern Xinjiang has you as the one-word king.
In those years, under the rule of your father, the Twenty-seventh Mansion in Northern Xinjiang finally became prosperous.
The lives of the common people are getting better day by day.
But, dad, do you know?
If we want to talk about the real bitter cold land, our northern frontier of Dalong is nothing compared to Tsarist Russia, and there is no comparison at all.
Dad, what I’m talking about is the Northern Xinjiang of our Dalong many years ago, compared with the current Tsarist Russia. "
After Young Master Liu got rid of a relatively lush weed, he smiled and looked at Liu Chengfeng, who was sprinkling water on the flowers in the flower bed.
"So? Could it be that because Tsarist Russia is mostly barren and bitterly cold, my father can't use troops against it?"
Liu Chengfeng took a ladle and filled the bucket with half a ladle of water. He stood up and looked at Young Master Liu and shook his head gently.
"Dad, that's not what I meant.
I want to tell you that with the current situation in Tsarist Russia, if our dragon rashly uses troops against Tsarist Russia, it will be a hundred harms without any benefit. "
"You brat, sprinkle some water here. Rhododendrons like water, so sprinkle more."
When Liu Chengfeng heard this, he immediately walked over with the water ladle in his hand.
"Okay, kid, I understand."
Young Master Liu picked up the hem of his clothes and stuffed them around his waist. He took the small iron rake in his hand and walked to the other side of the flower bed and stopped.
"A hundred harms but no benefit, where does the harm come from?"
"Dad, given the situation in Tsarist Russia, if you rashly send troops to Tsarist Russia, just the consumption of food and grass will be enough to put our Dalong side in trouble."
"Oh? Why?"
"Due to the situation in the city and the people's divisions in Israel and Russia, our Dalong troops have almost no possibility of seizing food and grass to replenish themselves.
Even if it is possible to seize grain and grass, at best, only a small part of the grain and grass can be seized.
However, the troops our Dalong side needs to use are around 300,000 or even 400,000 soldiers and horses.
The one-time use of three to four hundred thousand troops is a fraction of the food and grass that may be captured.
Dad, comparing the two, the captured grain and grass and the military strength are just a drop in the bucket.
Moreover, the situations mentioned by the boy are only possible, and it is possible to seize Tsarist Russia's troops, horses, and food.
On the other hand, if our dragon's soldiers and horses cannot capture even a grain of food, what will happen?
The inability to seize grain and grass to replenish itself means that all the grain and grass consumption of our Dalong soldiers and horses must rely on the unilateral support of the imperial court.
In this way, the distance starts from the territory of Yinshan Mountain, to the territory of Lake Baikal, and then to the territory of Tsarist Russia.
Under such a distance, just the consumption of food and grass transportation is enough to bring down the two relatively wealthy state capitals in our Dalongbei Prefecture.
Not to mention the provision of food and grass for all expedition soldiers without any worries.
The child made a rough calculation and found that at least five to seven state capitals would need to be allocated food and grass.
Even more.
After consuming the food and grass of five, sixty-seven, or even more state capitals, they only ended up with a barren territory.
No matter how you calculate this account, it doesn't seem to be a good deal. "
As Liu Chengfeng spoke, he took the water ladle in his hand and gently splashed it towards the flower bed.
Young Master Liu patted the dirt on his hands, moved his position slightly a few times, looked up at Liu Chengfeng and nodded lightly with a smile.
"What you said makes sense, but according to what you said, it's not very cost-effective.
War between two countries is like doing business. In the final analysis, one's own interests are the main priority.
If the large and small businesses under your grandfather had done such a business.
My father estimates that your grandfather will not be able to sleep well for at least three days and three nights.
Regarding this point, your boy has seen it very clearly.
Okay, you go on.
Apart from this, are there any other issues? "
"Reply to Dad, yes."
Young Master Liu was cleaning up the flowers that had faded in the flower bed, and nodded to Liu Chengfeng with a smile.
"Then go on."
"Dad, in addition to the issue of food and grass, the child also wants to talk about the weather issue in Tsarist Russia, as well as the issue of mountains and terrain."
Hearing this, Young Master Liu chuckled and leaned over a rhododendron and took a deep breath.
“It’s a matter of weather, a matter of mountains and terrain.
To put it bluntly, it is the so-called time and location. "
"Father Shengming."
"Hahaha, hahaha."
Young Master Liu laughed loudly and casually took off the wine bag from his waist.
"Stop flattering and keep talking."
Liu Chengfeng held up the water ladle in his hand and rolled up his sleeves casually, then looked happily at the wine bag in Young Master Liu's hand.
"Dad, give the kid a drink too."
Young Master Liu looked slightly startled. After he came to his senses, he watched Liu Chengfeng gently shake the wine bag in his hand a few times.
"drink wine?"
Liu Chengfeng grinned and nodded without hesitation.
"Yeah."
Seeing the decisive answer, Young Master Liu shook his head helplessly, raised his head and took a few sips of wine.
Immediately, he cursed and threw the wine bag in his hand towards Liu Chengfeng.
"You little bastard, you are so fucking capable.
You haven't learned much about the many good qualities your father and I have, but you have learned all the bad habits. "
Liu Chengfeng raised his arm and steadily took the wine bag into his hand.
Then, just like Mr. Liu just now, he raised his neck and drank several large sips of wine.
Liu Chengfeng took a long sip of wine and looked at Young Master Liu and said cheerfully: "Dad, if you want to put it another way, like father, like son.
My child, I look so much like you, you should be happy.
If the son is not like the father, then you will be in trouble. "
Young Master Liu's face froze, he grabbed a piece of dirt and hit Liu Chengfeng on the shoulder.
"Fuck you, you kid is kicking your nose in the face, isn't it?"
Liu Chengfeng's expression tightened and he shook his head hurriedly.
"Children don't dare, children don't dare."
"Then keep talking."
"Okay, okay, kid, tell me right away, kid, tell me right away."
At this time, Liu Chengfeng was no longer as nervous as before.
At this moment, his heart was very clear.
It's true that his father treats him badly, and he doesn't mean to curse him.
However, his love for him has never changed in the slightest.
Liu Chengfeng grabbed his sleeve and wiped the drink from the corner of his mouth a few times, raised his left foot and stepped on the edge of the flower bed.
"Dad, you don't know something.
The weather changes in Tsarist Russia are very different from the weather changes in Dalong.
Here in Dalong Capital, October and next month are already relatively early.
Even in Beijiang, Xinfu, and Beifu, there are not many places in October and next month.
However, on the Russian side, it was completely different.
In some places in Tsarist Russia, when September just entered, some state capitals had already started to snow.
Among them, the most obvious places are some places just after Lake Baikal in our Dalong border area.
And once it snows, it’s heavy snow.
The kind of heavy snow that can cover roads and block traffic. "
Young Master Liu nodded with a smile, put down the small iron rake in his hand, and walked straight towards the bucket next to the flower bed.
"In some places, it starts snowing in September?"
"Yes, it's just September and it's already starting to snow."
Young Master Liu bent over and washed the dirt on his hands in the bucket. He casually took off the jade fan pinned to the back of his neck and happily walked towards the pavilion a dozen steps away.
Upon seeing this, Liu Chengfeng quickly threw the water ladle in his hand into the bucket and followed with the wine bag.
Young Master Liu walked to the main seat in the pavilion and sat down. He placed the engraved jade fan in his hand on the stone table and grabbed a handful of nuts from the plate with a smile.
"Chengfeng, you can sit too."
"Hey, thank you dad."
Young Master Liu casually crossed his legs, pinched open a nut and threw it into his mouth.
“It started snowing in September, tell me about this situation as a father.
He probably wanted to tell his father that once this season passed, it would be inconvenient to use troops. "
"Dad Shengming, this is exactly what I mean.
Dad, it's almost March now, and in a few days, it will be April.
If you plan to use troops against Tsarist Russia now, you will face many problems.
It takes about one to two months to assemble food and grass.
Even if the consumption of grain and grass is not taken into account, it will take at least about a month and a half to transport the grain and grass to the Yinshan border area of Xinfu at the correct speed.
In this case, it will be May and June.
Then, there is the issue of mobilizing troops from various departments.
The troops and horses of the Twelve Guards of the New Prefecture and the troops and horses of the Twelve Guards of the Beifu Prefecture can of course rush to the frontier of our Dalong as quickly as possible.
But, what about the soldiers and horses of the Sixth Guards of Northern Xinjiang and the Sixth Guards of the New Army?
The distance from where the Sixth Guards of Xinjiang and the Sixth Guards of the New Army are stationed in the north to our Dalong Border Pass.
After they receive your holy order, even if they rush to the border as quickly as possible, it will take at least about a month.
The time they spent rushing to the frontier was added to the time it took to transport food and grass.
All things considered, problems big and small together, it will be around July or August at least.
As for Tsarist Russia, it will snow in September.
Under such circumstances, dad, what's the point of mobilizing troops? "
(End of chapter)
