"That's a good question, let me answer it one by one."
Zhao Ping glanced at Yang Yun first and said, "Let me answer Xing Kong first. There are indeed deficiencies in Xining's troops, but they can also be solved."
When Yang Yun heard that Zhao Ping was the first to answer his question, he couldn't help but be overjoyed and asked: "Little saint, how to solve it?"
"There are 100,000 Han people in Tubo in Xining. We can recruit troops and horses from the Han people." Zhao Ping thought for a while and pointed out a way.
Yang Yun shook his head and sighed: "It is said that there are millions of Tibetans in Xining, and there are too few Han people."
This was a serious question, and everyone present looked at the little saint to see how he would answer.
"Of course we must consider this. We can try to recruit Han people from Lanzhou to increase the number of Han people." Zhao Ping affirmed Yang Yun's worries and continued, "The Han people are not having a good life in the Hu people's territory. We can bring the original Xixia and Jin countries into the country." Some Han people slowly migrated."
"This is also a method, but it can only be done slowly to avoid attracting the attention of the barbarians. Little sage, how many Han soldiers and horses should be in Xining?" As the "Minister of War" in Zhaojiazhuang, Yang Yun continued to ask, This is his duty.
Zhao Ping thought for a while, looked at a map of Xining, turned around and said: "The number of Han soldiers and horses in Xining cannot be too few. If there are too few, there will be no deterrence. If there are too many, it will be difficult to recruit troops, and it may attract the attention of the barbarians. Recruit first." Ten thousand soldiers and horses, 20,000 in the later stage, plus the current 10,000 reduced soldiers, can basically handle a larger war."
"Little saint, I have no objection." Yang Yun nodded and bowed his hands, indicating that he had no problem.
"Little sage, Xining is two thousand miles away from Xi County, and the middle is the territory of the barbarians. How to solve this problem?" Cao Ke saw that Yang Yun's problem was solved and raised a question that was of concern to everyone present.
If the Kingdom of Israel is the first protectorate of Zhaojiazhuang, then Tubo is the second protectorate.
The Kingdom of Israel is a small country and is easy to handle. The key is that it is still within the territory of Zhaojiazhuang and within the protection range of Zhaojiazhuang's wings.
Although the population of the Tubo tribes was not as good as that of the Song Dynasty, their territory was similar to that of the Song Dynasty.
The key thing is that Tubo is too far away from Xi County. The two sides are two thousand miles apart.
It wouldn't matter if it was only two thousand miles, but there would still be barbarians blocking the way.
It would be easier to deal with the Hu people if they were friendly countries, but the Hu people were the enemies of Zhaojiazhuang.
This is a big problem and really hard to solve.
Seeing everyone's worried looks, Wang Wenxiu also stepped forward and said: "Xining Zhaojiazhuang has a certain foundation, that is, the current security team has been recognized by the palace. But with Zampu's death, this foundation is not stable."
"The security team is equivalent to a seed in Zhaojiazhuang, which has sprouted and taken root in Tubo. What Zhaojiazhuang is doing now is to grow this seed into a towering tree that can protect Tubo from wind and rain." Zhang Si followed. Come out and analyze it from a macro perspective.
He is the steward (prime minister) of Zhaojiazhuang, and of course he hopes that Zhaojiazhuang will become bigger and better.
"Xining currently lacks workshops and craftsmen, which is a serious problem." Zhao Feiyang, the shopkeeper of Zhaojiazhuang Workshop in Xi County, expressed his views from the perspective of the workshop.
Zhao Ping looked at the three of them and nodded: "What the three of you said makes sense. The food and clothing problem in Xining was not big. There were sheep and highland barley at that time, but there was a lack of workshops and jobs. Now Xi County must build a Zhaojiazhuang workshop. This is its One. Second, there must be an official stationed in Zhaojiazhuang in Xining. Third, there must be a special envoy on my behalf in Xining."
"I would like to report to the little saint that I have received numerous favors from Zhaojiazhuang and am willing to go to Xining." Upon hearing this, Zhao Feiyang was the first to stand up, hoping to repay his gratitude.
Zhao Feiyang is young, only in his thirties, but he is already a ninth-grade official.
He was originally a businessman and had no chance, but with Zhao Ping's support and help, he finally obtained an official position.
Even if it is a ninth-grade official, official and civilian are two different concepts.
With the official body, those who want to do whatever they want are basically gone, and there is a layer of amulet.
Zhao Ping looked him over, with joy in his eyes. This man was indeed grateful.
Not only is the climate in Xining far worse than that in Xixian, the key is to start from scratch.
Zhao Ping nodded: "Okay, wherever you go, set up Zhaojiazhuang workshops, mainly wool workshops, firearms workshops, knife and arrow workshops, etc., so that it can become another base of Zhaojiazhuang."
Hearing Zhao Ping's words, Zhao Feiyang couldn't help but be overjoyed. The little saint was letting him free his hands and feet to do something big.
"I remember, is Feiyang a ninth-grade official?" Zhao Ping looked at Zhao Feiyang and asked with a smile.
Zhao Feiyang bowed his hands and saluted. Not knowing what the little saint meant, he hurriedly replied: "Thank you, little saint, for remembering that this ninth-grade official was fought for by the little saint on behalf of the lower official."
"Since you are a casual official of the Song Dynasty, it is impossible for you to be without an official status when you arrive in Tubo. Now I recommend you to be Wailing, a member of the Commercial Department of Tubo." Zhao Ping looked at Zhao Feiyang. Although his tone was calm, it shocked everyone present. .
The rank of Yuanwai Lin was not low. In the Song Dynasty, he was from the sixth rank, and his rank was already above the magistrate of Chi County.
Even though Tubo is a small country, it is still a country. The key is actual duties, not casual officials.
Zhao Ping just wants to show him that if you follow him in doing things, you will never be treated badly.
Now Tubo's Zampu is a milk baby less than one year old. He is still sucking milk, so what can he understand?
Zhao Ping said it was a recommendation, but it can be said that it was basically an appointment.
Zhao Feiyang couldn't help being overjoyed, and hurriedly knelt down on one leg, saluted respectfully with both hands, and said in a choked voice: "I thank the little saint, and I will follow you to the death."
"You're welcome, this is what you deserve." Zhao Ping said calmly.
Seeing Zhao Feiyang mentioning Xi County, the little saint immediately made arrangements. This was a rare opportunity.
Unable to suppress his excitement, Wang Wenxiu suddenly stood up from the ranks of civil servants and bowed his hands to Zhao Ping: "Little sage, I would like to come to Xining and give it a try."
Wang Wenxiu's ability is obvious to all. Although Xi County is a county in name, its population is no less than that of a state.
When Wang Wenxiu came to Xi County, the population of Xi County increased significantly.
These people are not local people. Most of them are people from the Central Plains, and there are also a small number of people from Xixia who were originally from the Jin Kingdom.
They traveled thousands of miles to come to Xi County in hope of survival, and there was bound to be some conflict with the local people in Xi County.
Wang Wenxiu handled all these matters very well. No major security incidents occurred, and the integration of these outsiders into Xixian County was relatively smooth.
Although these are backed by the powerful Zhaojiazhuang, there is no denying his organizational and coordination abilities.
"If you represent Zhaojiazhuang, how will Xining do things?" After all, Xining is far away in Tubo, and the situation is very different from that in Xixian. Zhao Ping decided to test him.
This is equivalent to a big test. Wang Wenxiu bowed respectfully, thought for a while, and organized his language.
Wang Wenxiu replied slowly: "The situation in Xining and Xixian is very different, so we should focus on safety."
"It's a good idea, can you be more specific?" Zhao Ping nodded, then took a sip of tea and looked at him, hoping to surprise him.
Wang Wenxiu twirled his fingers and still spoke slowly: "First, Xining is a country where Lamaism has a great influence. Lamaism not only has a large number of believers, but also participates in politics. Second, it has a certain number of civilians and a large number of slaves. These civilians In particular, the status of slaves is extremely low. Thirdly, its court ministers and nobles have their own salt mountains, slaves, soldiers and horses, which is even more powerful than the previous Tibetan towns. These ministers and nobles are powerful and often confront the Tubo court. It is difficult to implement the order of the imperial court. Since this situation has been going on for hundreds of years, it is difficult to change for a while, and it affects the whole body, so we can only try to do it slowly. If the official represents Zhaojiazhuang, he must deal with this situation. The relationship between aspect and meaning.”
"It seems that you have indeed put a lot of effort into studying the situation in Tubo. It is true that Tubo is very different from the Song Dynasty." Zhao Ping first affirmed Wang Wenxiu's statement, and then changed his tone and pointed out the role of the special envoy, "But as the special envoy of Zhaojiazhuang, you On the basis of working hard to protect Zhaojiazhuang's profits, we must not let the image of the palace be damaged, but we must also work hard to improve the status of the palace. Otherwise, not only will the image of the palace be damaged, but the local people in Tubo will look down on Zhaojiazhuang."
"Come down and receive instruction." Wang Wenxiu did not expect that the situation in Tubo was more complicated than his own.
Zhao Ping thought for a while and decided to speak out about the serious situation in Xining, so he continued to talk: "Not only must you deal with these relationships, but you must also prevent the Tubo ministers and nobles from jumping over the wall and colluding with the Hu people to deal with Zhaojiazhuang."
Hearing this, Wang Wenxiu couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.
In Xixian County, he didn't have to worry about the Hu people at all, because the powerful Zhaojiazhuang had already solved them completely.
"You don't have to think too much. Firstly, Tubo also has soldiers and horses stationed in Zhaojiazhuang. Secondly, the Hu people have failed to attack Tubo. They just asked Tubo to surrender in name. Thirdly, if the Hu people want to attack Tubo, Zhaojiazhuang in Xi County He's not a vegetarian either." Seeing Wang Wenxiu's expression change, he decided to embolden him.
Wang Wenxiu felt a little relieved and fell into deep thought.
Seeing that Wang Wenxiu was still worried, Zhao Ping continued: "The Dalun Mansion in Xining is an extremely strong castle. Not only can it station a large number of soldiers and horses, but it is not afraid of attacks by barbarians. The castle is still in the hands of Zhaojiazhuang. You go there Just work there.”
"Thank you, little saint. When will the official leave?" Wang Wenxiu couldn't help but be overjoyed and a little impatient when he heard that Zhao Fang had considered everything.
Zhao Ping felt funny and asked: "How can you go to Xining with that status?"
"This subordinate doesn't know what to do and lets the little saint do whatever he wants." Wang Wenxiu thought that the little saint wouldn't treat him badly, so he simply said.
Zhao Ping saw Wang Wenxiu's nervous expression and knew that he was a little uneasy.
Not only him, but others were listening with their ears pricked up.
Zhao Ping solemnly said: "Zanpu asked me to supervise the country, and I also hope to go to Xining to supervise the country. However, there are a lot of chores in Chengdu Prefecture and the Salt Division, as well as the cumbersome affairs in Zhaojiazhuang, so I have no time and energy to go to Tubo. Therefore, As the special envoy of Zhaojiazhuang, you go to supervise the country on my behalf. Do you know what supervising the country means?"
Later, his tone became more and more severe and solemn.
"On behalf of Zanpu, the supervisor controls the direction of the Tubo court based on discussions with the Tubo ministers and nobles. However, the lower officials dare not make arbitrary decisions. They must consult the little saint and convey the little saint's wishes to Tubo." Wang Wenxiu heard that Zhao Zhao Sure enough, Ping asked him to go to prison. He couldn't help but be overjoyed and answered carefully.
Zhao Ping nodded, then shook his head: "The national situation of Tubo has been decided, and we must discuss it with the ministers and nobles, but on major matters that determine the fate of Tubo, we must make our own decisions. Of course, you can keep in touch with me through flying pigeons on major matters in Tubo. , but for some small things, you can make up your own mind."
Wang Wenxiu couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard that Zhao Ping had delegated power to him.
Although Zhao Ping has to decide major matters, as the supervisor of a country, Zhao Ping cannot control everything remotely.
Wang Wenxiu obviously has a lot of autonomy, at least equivalent to half the role of a local emperor.
Thinking of this, although his expression remained serious, the joy in his eyes betrayed him.
Although Wang Wenxiu was deeply hidden, Zhao Ping still saw it.
"You are the envoy, and there is a deputy envoy to Xining." Zhao Ping decided to give him a beating.
Wang Wenxiu's heart froze, and the emperor's heart suddenly disappeared, and he hurriedly asked: "Little saint, I would like to ask, who is this person?"
If the deputy envoy goes against him everywhere and involves him everywhere, it will really be a problem.
"This person is Yu Qishi, who is now the mountain director of Jingyan Zhaojiazhuang Academy. He once worked as a miscellaneous official, and he can handle grassroots affairs with ease. You have been a county magistrate, but you may not be familiar with grassroots affairs. You and Yu Qishi cooperate with each other. We can check for leaks and make up for each other's shortcomings, and improve each other's shortcomings. Even if the Tubo ministers and nobles want to deceive you, they may not be able to escape your sharp eyes." Zhao Ping knew what Wang Wenxiu was thinking, so he spoke unhurriedly.
Wang Wenxiu may have good intentions, but after all, he was supervising the country on behalf of Zhao Ping, and he was far away from Xixian. For a long time, he would inevitably get carried away and cause irreparable losses.
Zhao Ping arranged for Yu Qishi because he was afraid that Wang Wenxiu's family would become the dominant one. He wanted to check for leaks and make up for them, but he also wanted to contain him.
Of course, in order for Wang Wenxiu to accept it, Zhao Ping's words still sounded nice.
Hearing that Yuqishi started from the grassroots level, Wang Wenxiu was not familiar with this area.
After all, he is the county magistrate, he just makes decisions and then arranges his subordinates to do things.
Although he felt that Zhao Ping arranged for Yu Qishi to supervise him, he was still able to accept it.
Wang Wenxiu thought for a while and felt that it was better to clarify the affairs between the two of them: "Little saint, how are the arrangements between the envoy and the deputy envoy?"
"You make the decision, and Yu Qishi signs it." Zhao Ping refers to the positions of magistrate and magistrate, which is similar to the officialdom of later generations.
It turned out that it was almost the same as the magistrate and the general judge. Wang Wenxiu breathed a sigh of relief and replied seriously: "Little saint, I will obey your orders."
"Now that the envoy and the deputy envoy have been decided, who will control Xining's troops and horses?" Zhao Ping looked at the officers present and couldn't help but ask.
