As the New Year approaches, there is obviously still more than a month left. The weather in Chengdu suddenly became colder. The mountains overlooking the outside of the city were already completely white on the top of the mountain.
"The Night Owl branch in Changyang will definitely take action soon after receiving my secret order. My lord, there is no need to worry." Jia Zhou, who had recovered a little, walked into the palace again.
Xu Mu was a little silent, knowing that he could not dissuade him. If possible, he would prefer to let Jia Zhou rest for two or three years.
"My lord, there is no need to worry about my illness. Doctor Chen has looked at it and prescribed the medicine. I think I will be fine in a few days." Understanding what Xu Mu was worried about, Jia Zhou felt relieved.
What happened to Huo Fu was bound to alarm Jia Zhou. You know, the current head of Ye Xiao's Chengdu headquarters is Jia Zhou.
"Wen Long, how sure are you of winning over Huo Fu?"
Jia Zhou thought for a while, "Less than 10%. Considering Huo Fu's previous affairs in Lingzhou and the death of his son, he will definitely be angry with the southerners. I think it is more likely that he will defect to Beiyu. "
"After all, he has served as the general of the Lingzhou Navy. I think he knows the Xiangjiang defense line in the south. If this person is not eliminated, it will be a big bad thing for me in Xishu."
Xu Mu didn't hesitate. At this time, the overall situation of Xi Shu was the most important.
"Wenlong, after next spring, I plan to go to the Western Regions."
It takes nearly two months to go to the Western Regions and back. Before going, Xu Mu wanted to make sure of one thing. Is there really any intention of a temporary truce on the Beiyu side?
If war is imminent, he cannot leave.
"I wrote to Tsuneshiro some time ago."
Listening, Jia Zhou's expression condensed slightly, "I understand what the lord means. The Western Region, as Bo Lie said, is likely to help the lord win. Now in the entire Central Plains, the resources in the north area, the lord can no longer reach out. Northwest. It is barren, Jiangnan has been at war for a long time, and the South China Sea Alliance is just a vassal, so the lord must not act too hastily."
"One day, my lord will show off his power in the struggle between the north and the south. I believe that the people of the South China Sea Alliance will voluntarily merge with Western Shu without the lord's words."
"If trade can go smoothly, within two years, I am confident that we can build another elite cavalry army of 20,000 to 30,000 people. Moreover, the iron and stone from the Western Regions will be transported to Shu, and more weapons and armor can be built."
With the three states of Liangdi and the Western Regions, they are almost the back garden of Western Shu. As long as they are run well, they can be a great help.
Therefore, Xu Mucai planned to go to the Western Regions in person after spring. It's not that he doesn't trust Yin Hu Weifeng, but sometimes, as the king of Western Shu, he takes action and puts many things on the table, which will be better solved.
"Has the King of Yuzhou replied to your letter?"
"I don't know about that, it's not in my hands anyway."
"My lord means to sign a non-aggression contract."
"More importantly, I want to see Chang Laosi."
"When he annexed Hebei, the king of Yuzhou did not attack his heart. Now, many people in the four states of Hebei and the remaining forces of the four kings are rebelling. It will take a long time for him to completely pacify it. In addition, Rouzhou outside Yanzhou However, people also hate Beiyu to the core."
"When Ye Xiao came with the information and Lao Zhongde was still alive, he wanted to persuade the King of Yuzhou to use a marriage plan to temporarily stabilize the situation outside the customs."
"He will definitely refuse. According to his temper, if he doesn't obey, he will be beaten."
"indeed……"
"If it were me, I would still fight." Xu Mu raised his head and remembered Chang Laosi's words.
We fight back and fight, Digou is a foreigner, but he can't step into the Central Plains.
"My lord and the King of Yuzhou were both heroes at that time. However, in this Central Plains, only one person can proclaim himself emperor and create a new dynasty."
"I really hope I can have two or three more drinks with Chang Laosi. Wenlong, when I was a brewer, I had a very simple idea."
"Lord, what is it?"
"I was thinking at that time that Chang Shiro and the young Marquis could sit down and talk, and I would accompany the last seat so that the three of us could have a good drink. But now, this long-cherished wish can no longer be realized. "
"It is no exaggeration to say that Chang Shiro is my first nobleman, Xu Mu. Without him, I would not be where I am today."
"My lord, you should distinguish between small favors and big favors. The young Marquis is not wrong, you are not wrong, and the King of Yuzhou is not wrong either. What is wrong is just in this troubled world."
"Wen Long, I know everything. The general trend of the world will inevitably merge after a long period of time. The struggle between the people and the aristocratic families, the two classes, neither I nor Chang Shiro can escape."
"There has to be a fight eventually."
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In the Changyang Palace, Chang Silang sat alone in front of the Zhongyi Temple. A pot of wine, half of the pot was spilled, and half of the pot was drunk by myself.
The golden stone statue in the temple is the silhouette of the young Marquis.
"Do you want to eat soy beef?" Tsuneshiro grabbed a piece of soy beef and stretched it out in front of the stone statue.
The stone statue did not bird him.
"You are such a boring person. You are like this when you are alive, and you will be like this after you die." Changshiro raised his head, his voice a little sad.
"Xiao Taotao, I have no old friends."
"You're gone, Zhongde is gone, and my little boss is going to fight with me. It seems that the three people I like most in the world are no longer here all of a sudden."
"Do you know that according to your wishes, the young master finally followed the civil road? The territory he conquered is almost catching up with me. But out of nowhere, I also conquered most of the Central Plains. Many people say that we must He wants to fight for the world. When Lao Zhongde died, he used his death as a remonstrance. How could I not fight him?"
"With a clear conscience, the winner will be the boss, the loser will be the second boss."
Changshiro raised his head and took the last sip of wine.
Perhaps having said enough, he slowly calmed down, turned his head, and looked at the snowstorm outside the temple.
"The thing I regret most is that when Qing Jun was with me that year, I originally thought about dragging you two to have a drink with me. But I was too shy to say anything."
"In this life, I will never have tea with you as an old friend. The little boss's side doesn't know whether he will live or die in a fight. Two days ago, Chang Wei cried and said that he didn't want to fight with that stupid tiger."
"But how can we not fight?"
"We have to fight eventually."
"I can only fight."
Tsuneshiro stood up and grabbed the empty wine bottle and meat in front of him. He also carefully bent down and picked up a thin bone in the corner. After cleaning up the mess, he finally grabbed a broom and swept away the dust in the temple.
The wind and snow outside the temple became more violent for a while.
When Changshiro walked out of the temple gate, hundreds of personal guards waiting outside were already shivering from the cold.
"My lord, the military advisor just sent someone here to discuss something."
"Looking more and more like Lao Zhongde."
Changshiro murmured something, then turned around and mounted his horse, leading hundreds of personal guards and galloping away in the direction of the palace to the north.
The horse's hooves trampled through the snow at the north gate, throwing up flakes of snow.
Beside the north city gate, more than a dozen big men selling charcoal quickly moved out of the way when they saw the long team of the King of Yuzhou, only to wait for them to tremble out of the city gate. The expressions of these ten or so people turned cold.
Cao Yong wrapped himself in his old robe, hid the long knife again, and sat on the ox cart pulling charcoal, with a calm expression on his face.
"Everyone, please move forward."
