"How does the commander-in-chief evaluate General Li Chunfeng?"
"Him? Huh——"
"Just a charlatan."
Looking away from the renovated stone statue, Li Jing couldn't help but laugh: "The commander-in-chief and the general are close friends, right?"
Yuan Tiangang put his hands behind his back and just stared at the headless stone statue.
"In your Majesty's opinion, what is a close friend?"
Li Jing thought carefully for a moment, and then replied: "If we are close friends, when our ideas are unified, we should also advance and retreat together to protect each other when encountering difficulties."
The former smiled lightly: "But I and Li Chunfeng do not have the tacit understanding of being the best friends your Majesty said. On the contrary, they have fought many times because of different ideas."
Li Jing was slightly curious: "Oh?"
Yuan Tiangang was silent for a long time, but he didn't know what happened long ago before he finally spoke:
"People like him have always been interested in self-interest rather than serving the world. Before Jiangshan Sheji, what he did was just nonsense! Therefore, it is contrary to the ideals of the minister."
Li Jing laughed, and then pointed at the surrounding environment: "But the Miao Territory has hundreds of thousands of mountains, isn't it just because of the generals that they smile and forget their grudges?"
Yuan Tiangang sneered: "If it hadn't been for him back then, I would have leveled this hundred thousand mountain with Li Weigong. Why would this happen now?"
The former smiled and said: "In your opinion, Commander-in-Chief, does taking Shilang seriously contradict your ideals?"
Yuan Tiangang fell silent immediately.
Li Jing put his hands behind his hands and smiled: "What the commander-in-chief does is all in the way of domineering. Naturally, it is contrary to the way of heaven that the general and the minister follow. But how can the general and the Miao border not be another kind of domineering? If there is no Tang Dynasty as the foundation, if there is no The commander-in-chief and Li Weigong led their troops south, will the Miao people really be afraid of what the general said?"
"In my opinion, the general is the same as the commander-in-chief, he is the one who has the world in his heart. He entered the Miao territory alone, just to do tyrannical things in accordance with the way of heaven. With one word, he subdued the twelve caves of the Miao territory. Isn’t it just the commander-in-chief’s military strength——”
People in the distance shouted slogans, hoisted a carved human head to the headless stone statue, and placed it according to its original trajectory.
The two best friends looked at each other again after three hundred years.
Yuan Tiangang's face is hidden behind the mask, and his expression cannot be clearly seen. But the stone statue of Li Chunfeng had a smile on his face.
The former was still silent with his hands behind his hands, but he quietly stared at the stone statue and remained silent for a long time.
After a while, he laughed hoarsely.
"If this person is still here, I believe His Majesty will like him."
Li Jing didn't reply, but there was an inexplicable smile on his face.
I can't believe that a man of Dashuai's age can be rude sometimes.
If Li Chunfeng was really what he said, he probably wouldn't have said the words, "Except for my dear friend Li Chunfeng, I don't even bother drinking with anyone."
What really makes him unable to let go is that he didn't wait until now with him to rebuild the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, right?
An old stubborn...
Li Jing shook his head and smiled, then turned around and walked back: "I am the commander-in-chief, and I am a ruler and a minister."
"Your Majesty has the appearance of a holy king, and I should do my best to assist you."
"The Marshal always likes to tell jokes these days——"
"Let's go and see my uncle."
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Inside the newly built Dazhai somewhere in Wandu Cave.
"How many months has it been?"
"Well...four months."
Hearing Chi Meng's answer, Xian Shen put her hands on her hips and smiled and narrowed her eyes.
It's not bad. If you say you want to bring a fat boy back, you will bring a fat boy back.
Although it has not been born yet, it is almost there.
Thinking of this, she leaned down and asked in a low voice: "Have you eaten that insect egg?"
Chi Meng looked strange, then asked the maid on the side to get her small satchel, and then took out an insect egg that had turned into a mummified corpse.
She was a little embarrassed, but still said with a smile: "When I think about it,
It has become like this——"
Xian Ginseng took it dumbly, her head covered with black lines.
Yelu Zhiwu and Bage took the people for a stroll. The customs and customs of the Miao border were more novel than the grassland.
There are craftsmen from the Central Plains directing the Miao and Central Plains craftsmen to build Central Plains style buildings.
There is a school there.
Although Miao territory can maintain autonomy, Tang officials and troops will still be stationed there. A separate Gu master class will be opened for the Central Atomic disciples to practice together with the people of the Miao border.
A Tang flag floats over the Miao territory forever.
Of course there will be many objections, but what does it matter?
The Emperor of the Central Plains is the son-in-law of King Hui...
And according to rumors, the saint was also the most beloved concubine of the Emperor of the Central Plains.
In addition, after the poisonous public started the rebellion, many people from the Central Plains immediately entered the Miao territory to build new houses, open roads, and build schools for them...
Calculating this, the Miao people in the Central Plains can barely be considered a family, which is acceptable.
Generally speaking, most of the people were willing to pay taxes to the emperor of the Central Plains.
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The wooden boat moved slowly in the river, but there was no one rowing the oars.
Ji Ruxue stood at the stern of the boat holding her sword, quietly admiring the scenery on both sides of the river that continued to fall backwards.
The war in Guanzhong has subsided for a long time. As long as you go out of the city, you can actually see this kind of peaceful scene in the countryside.
However, the scenery in Miao territory seems to be more lingering.
In the boat box, Li Jing was holding her eldest son and teasing him.
The little guy is exactly one year old and can call him "Dad" in the first two months, which is very popular with Li Jing.
The Empress' eyebrows were full of smiles. Her black hair was tied up with a jade hairpin, but because she was holding up half of her cheek, a strand of black hair hung down, making her look even more gentle.
In fact, since she married Li Jing, she has become more and more gentle towards him.
As if feeling her gaze, Li Jing raised his head, looked at her and grinned.
They are no different from ordinary couples.
The empress covered her mouth and her beautiful eyes narrowed: "Look what I do."
Li Jing was overjoyed, and then said dissatisfiedly: "I think there is something wrong with my wife!"
The former just pursed his lips and laughed without speaking.
Fengxiang is where they met.
This is the place where they get to know each other.
Revisiting an old place is a different kind of date.
What's more, she still went to see that relative who was of special significance to her.
"I went to see my brother, what would you say to him..."
Li Jing hugged her son who was getting sleepy with one hand, held the teapot in the other hand, poured herself a cup of warm tea, and then looked at the river in silence with the teacup in hand.
The empress's smile slowly faded, and she whispered: "If you can't tolerate him..."
The former seemed to have just come back to his senses. When he heard the empress' somewhat aggrieved voice, he couldn't help but sneered, and then said with a smile:
"I'm thinking how embarrassing it would be if he didn't recognize me as his brother-in-law later——"
"No matter what, I'll just introduce him like this when I see him later——"
"Brother, this is my wife, your sister."
Ji Ruxue, who was at the stern of the boat, was holding a long sword in her arms, and the corner of her mouth was inexplicably smiling.
If there were not thousands of horsemen accompanying him on both sides of the strait, who would have known that the man talking casually on the wooden boat was the emperor who decided everything.
