"Father, this is the strategy for pacifying Mobei drawn up by my son and his relatives and friends. Please take a look at it."
In the Shuntian Mansion Palace, in the Chongzheng Hall where Zhao Kai worked daily and summoned ministers, Zhao Lun, who came to see him, placed a thick stack of thread-bound books in front of Zhao Kai.
Zhao Kai looked at the stack of thread-bound books, and then at his handsome, very lovable son, and couldn't help but frown... Isn't it just a pajamas prairie? You need such a thick stack Strategy? It’s not convenient to write a strategy for this matter, right?
And your strategy is too time-consuming, right? The "examination paper" given to you in February, it's almost May now, and you just sent the strategy... Your brother has been to Jiaozhou for almost two months, and he has already moved into Huangdao Bao Shipyard vigorously and resolutely. Things have been tidied up outside!
But you have just decided on the strategy, why are you moving so slowly?
Zhao Kai was a little disappointed at this time.
According to his idea, the way to pacify the grassland should be through marriage and running schools.
Zhao Ping can just handle the marriage. He is handsome, rich and powerful, and he can please girls. Isn't it just a matter of seconds to get a few prairie girls? Moreover, the grassland tribes that are now in rebellion were all instigated by Xiao Orila and his son, and they themselves do not have much strength. If Xiao Weili and his son hadn't released the water, they wouldn't have been able to capture even a hamburger (the one built by Yelu Dashi was not a real fortress, but a hamburger).
However, even if the Xiao family and his son released water, these barbarians on the Mobei grassland would not be able to capture any of the fortresses located on the Monan grassland and garrisoned by the soldiers of the Song Dynasty - those were all real fortresses, and they were all It was covered with red bricks, and at least two trenches were dug outside the bastion, with sharp wooden stakes driven into the trenches. Cannon forts were built on the triangular platform of the bastion, and eight taels of camel cannon were mounted.
Even if the Khitan army from Bei Liao is dispatched, they can only deal with these fortresses by siege.
Therefore, the troubles caused by these grassland tribes were not even a problem of scabies to the Song Dynasty. At most, they made Zhao Lun and Yelu Pusuwan unable to govern the Northern Liao Dynasty in accordance with Yelu Yile's orders.
To put it bluntly, this matter is nothing more than an internal power struggle in Beiliao. If Yelu Pu had been willing to give in immediately and resign as regent of Bei Liao, the Xiao family and his son would not have allowed the grassland ministries to cause trouble at all.
Since Yelvpu refuses to give in, let Zhao Ping take tens of thousands of cavalry to go around the grassland, and by the way, collect the daughters of the Khan kings of Mobei...at worst, give out some silk , iron tools as dowries, this will definitely draw the tribes over.
With them as the leading party and Yelvpu Suwan's righteous status, where else can the Xiaos and his son run?
Of course, Zhao Ping's hard work cannot be in vain, nor can the silk and ironware be given in vain. Along with getting laid, upbringing must also follow.
Thanks to the efforts of three generations of kings, Yelu Dashi, Xiaota Buyan and Yelu Yili, Confucianism on the Mobei grasslands now has some foundation.
Of course, Mobei Confucianism is not the version of the Song Dynasty, but a relatively primitive version, similar to that of the Western Tang Dynasty. It emphasizes monarchs and ministers, fathers and sons, and people of the country. That is to say, the hierarchical feudal system is still very delicious to the Mobei tribe who cannot chew "hamburger".
According to Zhao Kai's idea, after Zhao Ping "sleeps" all the tribes in Mobei, kills the Xiao family and his son, and takes over the power of Northern Liao, the Confucian imperial court can go in and set up several large academies. Drag the sons of the leaders of various tribes in Mobei to read the books of sages. When they know the benefits of Confucianism, they will take the initiative to ask for progress.
But these are just Zhao Kai's thoughts, and this exam is for Zhao Ping... If he really can't answer the question well, the emperor will have no choice but to let Zhao Lun take the exam.
Thinking of this, Zhao Kai sighed and began to look through Zhao Ping's answer sheet.
Zhao Ping had already seen the disappointed expression on his father's face, and his heart suddenly rose. He also knew that the first paper he handed in was a bit late. And according to his plan, I’m afraid it won’t be completed in 2 years!
Zhao Pingxin said: The old man will not judge me as a loser because the answer time exceeds the limit, right? This is not possible!
"Father," Zhao Ping didn't want to give up easily, so he explained his plan, "Although Erchen's method is more time-consuming, it can solve the problem of Mobei once and for all, and it can also kill five birds with one stone. , not only solve Mobei, but also contain the Western Tang Dynasty, and can also attack Dashi and Rome..."
This is a big plan!
It was originally just a "Crown Prince Selection Examination", but this big plan turned it into a world war!
Of course, "sleeping clothes" are still needed, the Xiao family and his son must be killed, and education and education are also necessary. But this is all about treating the symptoms, not the root cause.
To cure the root cause, we must continue to export force from the Mobei grassland to the west.
Because there is too much martial virtue in this corner of Mobei Grassland!
Whether these grassland people believe in immortality or the old version of Confucianism, they will cause a double surplus of population and martial virtue... The old version of Confucianism does not use literature to control military force. Confucius himself was a warrior with infinite strength. !
Moreover, the old version of Confucianism also emphasizes that many children bring happiness, so you have to have children!
Although the Song Dynasty could rely on bastions and artillery to suppress them, since it could suppress them, why not use their excess population and martial virtue to attack Dashi and Rome?
Zhao Kai has been talking about the Roman threat theory for more than ten years!
Now that there is a way to deal with the Roman threat, why not just let the surplus warriors on the grassland fight?
In addition, now there is not an overabundance of barbarians on the grasslands, but the population of the savage Jurchen tribe in the old forests of the Northeast is also growing rapidly. This situation occurs, on the one hand, because the Song Dynasty provided a relatively stable feudal system to the grasslands and the mountains and forests of the Northeast. order; on the other hand, it is because the iron tools and agricultural and animal husbandry technologies from the Central Plains were imported into those places, which significantly improved the productivity there, allowing them to feed a larger population.
The more people there are, the more trouble there will be!
And this trouble...it's better to "lose" (output) than to block it!
Mobei and Northeast China are so big, how can they be blocked? Output is the right way!
"You mean five eagles with one stone?" Zhao Kai raised his head at this time and looked at his son Zhao Ping, "Mobei, Xitang, Dashi, Rome...there are only four eagles in total! There is also an eagle. who?"
"This..." Zhao Ping smiled awkwardly, "Father, there is another eagle, the brothers of you and my son!
Erchen's idea is to let the warriors on the grassland follow you or your brothers to go to the west, and the captured territory will be their fiefdom. Wouldn't the world be peaceful? "
Well, no one can seek your fortune! Zhao Kaixin said: It is impossible for them to fight back from Europe, the Middle East, Tianzhu, or even Africa!
Thinking of this, Zhao Kai nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Okay... this is the father's kindness, the son's filial piety, the brother's friend's respect! You have the upper hand in this exam. But the eldest brother is very You can do things, and now the Huangshi Shipyard in Jiaozhou is in good order. You have to work hard... We will talk about the expedition to the West later, but the chaos in Mobei must be cleared up by me within two years. Got it!"
"Father, don't worry." Zhao Pingda breathed a sigh of relief and immediately became more energetic. "Within this year, I will be able to subdue all the tribes in Mobei. At the latest in the fall of next year, the heads of Xiao's father and son will be delivered to my father." !”
Zhao Kai nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, I will wait for my father! You will be the prince by then!"
...
Rome, Constantinople, Holy Palace.
All white!
It's not snowing, but white linen is everywhere... Even those ancient Roman-style sculptures are now covered in linen!
Because Nihan John Vasilius Wanyan, the father of Caesar Vasilius I of Rome, died of illness in the Purple Chamber of the Holy Palace in Constantinople on May 7, 1157 in the Julian calendar.. ....Today is May 14th, the first day of Nianhan.
Therefore, John Vasilius I invited the Patriarch Constantine IV to come to the Holy Palace. The place where Nianhan’s soul rested was for Nianhan to chant sutras and transcend.
And John Vasilius I himself took off his purple robe and put on linen clothes. He was kneeling in front of Nianhan's coffin, crying and burning expensive paper money-Rome has not yet done so. He knows how to make paper, so these papers are paper money imported from the Western Tang Dynasty. They are also custom-made and have a golden cross printed on them, which is the symbol of the Golden Dynasty...
Seeing His Majesty Caesar burning paper money, Constantine IV was dumbfounded. What does this mean? Old John has gone to heaven, so he still needs to spend money? And if you burn some paper, you will receive money in heaven? This is impossible!
But no matter how dumbfounded he was, he still had to recite sutras to help old John achieve salvation! Otherwise, if Caesar gets angry, he will have to go to heaven to see God himself!
At this time, a Jurchen soldier guarding the door suddenly shouted in Greek: "His Majesty Augusta is here!"
Augusta is the title given to the empress of the Eastern Roman Empire or some other royal women. Now here is the wife of John Vasilius I, named Bertha von Hohenstaufen. She is the Holy Roman Emperor. The sister of the imperial emperor, the red-bearded Frederick I, has beautiful red hair, and is known as "Red-haired Bertha", but now she is also wrapped in white linen... She also has to pay tribute to Nianhan. !
"Your Majesty Caesar," the red-haired Bertha curtsied to Caesar who was burning paper, "the Tang Empire's envoy has arrived in Constantinople..."
John Vasilius I was stunned, and turned back to look at this woman who was more than 20 years younger than him, "Why did you come so fast? The envoy who announced the funeral had just left not long ago!"
"Your Majesty Caesar," the red-haired Bertha shook her head and said, "The envoys from the Tang Dynasty did not come to attend the funeral of their father. In fact, they did not know that their father had passed away... The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty has ordered us to inform us that the Eastern Song Dynasty is about to launch a Western expedition."
