At noon, the generals and soldiers in Zhao Jun's camp were busy preparing items for sacrifice.
As the saying goes, "When the invaders are gone, it's over, let's pray."
According to the traditions of the Xia Dynasty, the Zhao Kingdom won the battle. Before leaving, the army would go to the Yunzhong battlefield to hold a small victory ceremony to comfort the fallen heroes.
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Zhao Yong was also busy in the king's tent at this time.
After a fierce battle, he began to review the briefings sent by the Metropolitan Procuratorate from various places recently.
It not only contains anecdotes about the temples of various vassal states, but also the current status of the wars between the vassals.
The Metropolitan Procuratorate, which was established half a year ago, has gradually formed a complete system of hierarchy and division of labor with the strong support of Zhao Yong.
Among them are not only intelligence officers who spy on information, spies who instigate bribery, but also assassin organizations dedicated to dealing with the aftermath.
Now, the Metropolitan Procuratorate's information exploration of various countries has become more comprehensive and detailed.
Information from various countries is extremely complex, from temples to the marketplace. In order to prevent the leakage of underlying information, all intelligence personnel at the lower levels use a single line of communication between superiors and subordinates.
Information and intelligence are collected layer by layer from the spies in the area under their jurisdiction to the country's spies' commander-in-chief, the Censor of Qiandu.
Then the censor of Qiandu marked them in different colors according to the importance of upper and lower and summarized them in the hands of Xuncheng, the censor of the deputy capital who was in Handan.
Finally, after screening, it was handed over to Fei Yi, the censor of the capital and the captain of the country.
Therefore, all the briefings that can reach Zhao Yong have been screened at all levels. Otherwise, the jian cubs in front of him might be piled as high as a hill.
This set of systems was all created by Zhao Yong based on the factory hygiene and management models of later generations in his mind. Today, the scale is still growing.
From the initial conception of Zhao Yong, the purpose of the Metropolitan Procuratorate was to collect all kinds of intelligence, especially military intelligence, to protect the security of Zhao State. But now as the scale continues to expand, the Metropolitan Procuratorate is gradually moving beyond the obvious.
Now, as the scale continues to grow, Zhao Yong is preparing to build it into a huge organization integrating Zhao State's Anti-Corruption Bureau, National Security Bureau, and Intelligence Bureau.
Zhao Yong originally wanted Luo Coral to manage this complex intelligence agency, but since she was awarded the title of concubine, she has done nothing else and only focused on the harem.
Zhao Yong had no choice but to work hard for the time being.
Almost all the senior officials of the Metropolitan Procuratorate are held by aristocratic families who have served Zhao State for generations. Their personal honor and disgrace are integrated with their family and Zhao State, and the possibility of rebellion is almost zero. And the candidates were carefully selected by Fei Yi and then appointed by Zhao Yong himself.
To say that the most powerful minister in the Zhao Kingdom today is none other than Fei Yi, and even the prime minister Zhao Bao, who was born in the clan, cannot compare with Zhao Yong's uncle Zhao Cheng.
But Zhao Yong has never worried about Fei Yi's loyalty, and there is no need to worry at all. He can clearly judge his character from history.
In the big tent, when Zhao Yong turned over and saw a slip specially marked with red paint, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly. After he checked the information, he burst out laughing.
"Menghu, that's ridiculous. Hahahahaha..." He finally knew why Zhongshan Kingdom had already mobilized troops, but it still dared not start a war against Zhao Kingdom.
The words "King of Zhongshan, Gongshu Jie, Sima Xi" made Zhao Yong keenly realize that the seemingly indestructible Zhongshan Kingdom had deep decay hidden inside.
Seeing the excitement on the king's face, Fei Yi also stroked his beard and smiled and said: "The kingdom of Zhongshan is currently at war with each other. Sima Xi and his uncle Jie have been at odds for a long time, and the king of Zhongshan is an indecisive person. There is something to be done in Zhongshan."
Zhao Yong nodded and said: "I will give Mr. Qingyi a credit. I didn't expect that Mr. Qingyi was not only excellent in physical skills, but also outstanding in eloquence. If Qingyi hadn't persuaded the Zhongshan minister Zhang Deng this time, our Zhao country would have been affected by the Zhongshan army." A pincer attack.
Moreover, when spies of the Metropolitan Procuratorate travel between countries, the risks are almost the same as those of soldiers traveling on the battlefield. This achievement cannot be ignored and should be rewarded! "
The Qiandu censor of the Zhongshan branch was Qingyi of the Mohist family who once saved Zhao Yong's life. Now with the attachment of the Mohist family, Qingyi was also placed in the capital procuratorate and was assigned by Zhao Yong to deal with Zhao Guolai. Let’s talk about the most important Zhongshan Kingdom.
"Master Fei, you have ordered me to reward the spies stationed in Zhongshan with fifty coins each."
(One qian was the Zhao Guo’s coin. At that time, one qian could buy about three kilograms of millet. It can be said to be a large sum of money.)
"Here! I obey the king's orders."
And who is this Zheng Mao? If you can openly defy Zhongshan in the court and do not fall into the prestige of our Zhao country, you should also be rewarded! " Zhao Yong said.
"This son's ancestors were Korean, and his father followed Han Ju to Zhao, and now he serves under the Prime Minister." Fei Yi said truthfully.
Zhao Yong nodded slightly, indicating that it was clear, since there was no problem with his identity.
Of course, any reward will have to wait until Zhao Yong returns to Handan.
Zhao Yongsui continued to look at the briefing on the side.
At this time, a burst of rapid footsteps suddenly came from outside the tent, and then Chen Zhong's voice came from outside the tent: "Your Majesty, the prince upstairs has come to see you."
oh? Came in person! Zhao Yong put down the jiandu in his hand and looked at Feiyi.
"What do Master Fatty think? Do you want to see me?" Zhao Yong asked.
According to yesterday's meeting, Zhao's ministers had already expected that King Loufan would definitely send someone to make peace. After all, Lin Hu's army had already fled at this time. If Zhao continued to advance westward, Loufan's military strength at this time would definitely be unstoppable.
But I didn't expect that King Lou Fan would dare to come in person.
Isn't he afraid that Zhao Yong ignored his 'past friendship' and captured him?
This old guy really has some courage!
Fei Yi thought carefully for a moment, stood up and walked towards Kanyu Tu, and said solemnly: "Old minister, I think that since this battle has been won, it should be stopped at the right time. We, Zhao State, still have to focus on Zhongshan State at this time, and we have to guard against Lin Hu's army behind us. Watching with eager eyes, the Linhu clan has not lost much strength so far. If my army continues to advance westward, if there are changes, the battle situation in Tongloufan will fall into a stalemate, I am afraid..."
"Your Majesty, Lord Anping, Dai Ling, Beiying Commandery, Xiying Commandery, and New Army Soldiers would like to see you." Chen Zhong's voice sounded again, interrupting Fei Yi's words.
It seems that several high-ranking officials in the army have also received the news that Prince Lou Fan has come to ask for surrender.
Fei Yi bowed to Zhao Yong and returned to his seat.
"See you!" Zhao Yong replied outside the tent.
After a while, the curtain was gently opened by the eunuch, and the door suddenly became dark, and then several sturdy men filed in.
Several people entered the tent and shouted in unison: "I will pay my respects to the king." Then they bowed deeply to Zhao Yong. Seeing Fei Yi was there, they bowed flatly to Fei Yi.
Fei Yi also stood up immediately and returned the greeting to everyone.
Zhao Yong asked softly, "What's the matter with all the ministers coming to see me in such a hurry?"
Then he motioned for the four of them to sit down.
Several people were still wearing armor and stomach at this time, so they were divided into two rows and stood aside.
Seeing that he was pretending to be understanding, Zhao Cheng immediately said anxiously: "I heard that Wang Jibo, the fan of the building, came to my camp to ask for peace in person? I wonder what your Majesty's plan is?"
Zhao Yong glanced at everyone and said calmly: "What do you think?"
As soon as Zhao Yong finished speaking, Zhang Yuan immediately replied: "I think that King Loufan should be killed in order to sacrifice our Zhao Guozongshe (i.e. the ancestral temple Sheji)."
As soon as Zhang Yuan said this, everyone else in the tent turned their eyes to him.
Zhang Yuan seemed to know that he had said the wrong thing, so he took a step back in embarrassment and shut up angrily.
Fei Yi said, once again explaining the previous conversation with Zhao Yong to everyone.
Zhao Cheng nodded and said: "I agree with the words of the State Lieutenant. It is not appropriate for our Zhao State to continue fighting with Lou Fan at this time. Since King Lou Fan is here in person, it means that he is sincerely praying for peace with our Zhao State. It is better for your Majesty to take the opportunity to ask King Lou Fan for peace." Demand tribute.”
"I agree, although Lou Fan is defeated now, the main force has not been completely lost. If King Lou Fan is sacrificed, it may cause a riot in Lou Fan country." Lou Huan agreed.
After Zhao Yong heard this, he glanced at Pang Nuan at the end again.
If we talk about the first achievement in this battle, it should be Pang Nuan.
Especially the strategy of night attack was the key to victory in this battle.
Although the people in the tent at this time were all famous ministers and generals of Zhao State. But no one dared to look down upon this teenage general.
"Treading on the Stars"
Zhao Yong couldn't help but think of a person in later generations.
Chang Xiong Mobei, Feng Lang lives in Xu, Huo Qubing!
He is flexible in his military use and does not stick to ancient methods. He also became famous in one battle at the age of seventeen!
Pang Nuan also noticed Zhao Yong's gaze, and then he bowed deeply and said, "I agree with the captain's words. This battle has been won. Pursuing may increase the results, but it may also be catastrophic. Since Prince Lou Fan pays his respects, Wanting Loufan to surrender, Gu Chen thought, 'Victory in a hundred battles is not a good thing. Subduing the enemy's troops without fighting is a good thing.'"
Everyone once again turned their attention to this young general who made astonishing remarks.
"Good! What a soldier who can defeat others without fighting!" Zhao Yong said with his arms.
Seeing that it was rare for everyone to unite, Zhao Yong then ordered Chen Zhong: "I have an audience with King Xuanlou!"
"Xuan, I have an audience with King Loufan!"
"Xuan, I'm going to see the king upstairs..." The voice was passed down layer by layer.
Zhao Guo's camp, the Chinese army's tent.
The soldiers of Zhao State were now wearing armor and weapons, and they were all ready. They were divided on both sides, staring solemnly ahead.
Zhao Yong had already changed into his robes. Surrounded by the generals, he slowly walked to the main seat and stared at the horses running slowly in the distance.
"King Loufan, come to see King Zhao!" The eunuch in the distance suddenly shouted loudly.
"King Lou Fan, I have an audience with King Zhao!"
When King Lou Fan came to the military camp, he saw that the Zhao army's camp was covered with flags and flags, and two rows of soldiers stood neatly at the entrance of the camp, extending to his place of residence.
The soldiers who had been preparing for the battle suddenly shouted loudly and raised their long swords high. The murderous aura bursting out of their bodies made Ji Bo tremble.
"What does this mean?" Ji Bo asked with a trembling tone.
"King Lou Fan, please!" The young general did not answer, but stretched out his hand to invite.
Ji Bo swallowed a sip of saliva, then turned his head and walked forward.
Every time Ji Bo took a step, two long swords would rise above his head.
The shining sword reflected the sadness and anger on Ji Bo's face.
At this moment, he didn't understand that this was the power given by King Zhao, but who let him lose the battle at Lou Fan. Now that I have decided to take risks, I have no choice but to go on.
No matter how dissatisfied I feel, there is no turning back when I draw my bow.
It was clearly late autumn, but Ji Bo was already dripping with sweat after walking a few hundred meters of road.
"Ji Bo, pay your respects to King Zhao!" The old man, who was in his sixties, bowed deeply to the young man who was not as good as the weak one, using the etiquette of Zhu Xia.
Zhao Yong bowed his head and bowed indifferently, saying: "Your Majesty, you are so majestic. You are well."
"Ji Bo is ashamed. Fortunately, King Zhao raised his hand and was safe and sound." Ji Bo said with a guilty conscience.
"Please!" Zhao Yong said towards the makeshift platform next to him.
"King Zhao, please!"
After taking their seats, Ji Bo's legs and feet suddenly felt a little numb.
But he couldn't figure out Zhao Guo's attitude at this time, so he had to learn to kneel down in a decent manner, in vain for fear of offending King Zhao.
"I wonder if King Lou Fan has come to our land of Zhao to teach me anything?" Zhao Yong asked casually.
"Ji Bo doesn't dare. Ji Bo was so stupid that he was provoked by the despicable King Lin Hu and angered King Zhao. This time he came to apologize to King Zhao in person!" Ji Bo bowed.
Zhao Yong said playfully: "Oh? After hearing what the king said, I feel that war is like child's play in your mouth?" Then he said in a more serious tone: "You can fight war if you want, and make peace if you want. Really? Can the soldiers of our Zhao Kingdom who died in battle be resurrected with just a few words from you? I have decided to send troops today to wipe out Loufan!"
Fei Yi made a gesture to the side without leaving a trace, and Zhao's soldiers immediately shouted loudly:
"Weiweiwei!"
"Weiweiwei..."
Two drops of cold sweat suddenly fell from Ji Bo's cheeks.
Ji Bo swallowed his saliva again, bowed his head to Zhao Yong again, gritted his teeth and said: "Ji Bo knows that he has committed a serious crime, and now he only wants to be forgiven by King Zhao. I, Lou Fan, are willing to cede the land of Sanggan to make up for my loss." fault."
Zhao Yong sneered. This old guy had a bad idea. He actually wanted to use the meat that Zhao Guo had swallowed as a bargaining chip.
If you don't cut it, can you defend the cities of Sangqian?
Zhao Yong shook his head slightly and said sarcastically: "During the Autumn Festival, I once heard someone say in Handan that the king is going to attack our country of Zhao. I immediately refuted it and said, 'It's impossible. I and the king are brothers. I traveled to the north. It's like visiting your hometown, and the king comes to Zhao, and you feel at home. The most glorious moment for me is to be able to join the alliance with the king on the grassland. I still remember in my mind that I drank wine and ate meat with the king in the past. Hahahahaha..."
Ji Bo was ashamed, he had become a man of old age, how could he not hear the deep malice contained in his words.
Ji Bo lowered his head and said in a trembling voice: "Ji Bo is ashamed. He was slandered by the sycophant and failed the friendship of King Zhao. Ji Bo apologizes to King Zhao." After that, he kowtowed to Zhao Yong.
Zhao Yong couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. This old guy is really flexible and flexible, but it's not as simple as just kowtow.
"I can forgive the king, but after all, our two countries have just experienced a bloody battle. If I can easily forgive the king, where will I, Zhao Guoerlang, be?" Zhao Yong said slowly.
Fei Yi made a gesture again.
"fury fury fury!"
"Angry, angry, angry..."
Ji Bo gritted his teeth and said, "What do you want, King Zhao? Please speak up!"
Zhao Yong nodded slightly, looking like a loser.
"I request that Loufan State donate thousands of good horses to Zhao State every year, and then just cede the cities of Sangqian to Zhao State as the king said!" Zhao Yong said slowly.
Ji Bo was shocked!
