Chapter 1049: Postmortem (3)
Early spring in Guanzhong is much colder than that in Hanzhong.
Feng Junhou pushed the prime minister out, and General Guan held an umbrella and pushed the four-wheeled cart from the horse racing track to the city wall.
This is an ordinary day, and the fine rain is falling to the earth.
There may be a few snowflakes in the middle, but these snowflakes often disappear without a trace before they hit the ground.
The remaining snow and ice from winter are melting, and everything underfoot is wet, and there is still water in low-lying areas.
When we came to the broad city wall, we felt that the wind was still cold.
The Prime Minister did not seem to feel the slightest chill.
He breathed in the air above Chang'an City greedily, and looked at everything under his feet without blinking.
Restore the Han Dynasty and return it to the old capital.
At your feet is the old capital of the Han Dynasty.
Squinting his eyes, he looked eastward, and the misty rain blocked his sight.
“Get the telescope.”
Taking the telescope from General Guan, and looking at it quietly for a long time, the Prime Minister sighed:
“I wish I could see Luoyang.”
Feng Junhou said softly:
“Prime Minister, don’t worry, one day the Han soldiers will enter Luoyang.”
The Prime Minister put down the telescope, smiled and nodded:
“I believe there will be a day.”
At this point, his eyes became brighter and brighter, but his tone was a little regretful: "It's a pity that I can't see it."
“Prime Minister…”
The Prime Minister didn't seem to hear the choking in Feng Yong's voice, and patted the wheelchair:
"There is hope for the revival of the Han Dynasty, and it is such a beautiful spring day. Feng Mingwen, you are so talented, why don't you write an essay?"
Feng Yong cleared his somewhat blocked throat and forced a smile:
“I can’t think of a text at the moment, but there is a song and lyrics.”
“Music is fine. Singing a tune is not a pleasure.”
Feng Yong nodded:
“Then I will show my shame.”
“Sing quickly and listen.”
Feng Yong nodded, said "Okay", and then began to sing:
“The anger is soaring, and the rain breaks down where I lean on the railing.”
"Lift our sight, the sky and shouts, grand, vehement."
“Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon.”
“Don’t wait any longer. Your young head will turn gray and you will be filled with sorrow.”
"The Han Dynasty is weak, but it has not yet flourished; the officials hate it, when will it be destroyed?"
“Driving a long chariot to trample through it, Mengjin Yique.”
“The ambitious ones eat the meat of barbarians when they are hungry, and drink the blood of rebels when they are thirsty while talking about laughter.”
"Be from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, overturned Que."
…
The Prime Minister slapped the handrail and couldn't help but repeat the chant:
“Thirty achievements are worth dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon... Thirty achievements are fame and dust...”
Calculating the time, it has been almost exactly thirty years since the late emperor visited the thatched cottage three times to when it is still in the old capital.
From Nanyang to Jingnan, and then from Jingnan to Shu, from Zhengnanzhong to Expedition Guanzhong, the round trip should be eight thousand miles, right?
After the prime minister finished singing, he was so happy that he said repeatedly: "I have a heart, I have a heart!"
He paused for a moment and then asked: "What's the name of this song?"
“River red.”
The Prime Minister praised: "The river is full of red? The red flag of the Han Dynasty reflects the red flag of the river. What a good name!"
Feng Junhou secretly felt ashamed.
Yue Wumu, after the restoration of the Han Dynasty, the children of the Han family will never suffer the shame of Jingkang again.
I don’t think I can use this word of yours, so you might as well lend it to me for the time being.
The song stops and the rain stops.
The sky is clear and blue, and the sky and the earth seem to suddenly become clear.
The Prime Minister straightened his body and looked steadily into the distance.
After a long time, he suddenly asked:
"Of all the generals in the army, Chief Wei Wen is the one who disapproves of you the most, and he may not listen to your orders in the future. Why do you just let him lead the army to ping Shangdang?"
Feng Junhou smiled and shook his head:
"Prime Minister, I said, it doesn't matter whether they obey me or not. What I care about is, do they obey the emperor?"
“Besides, in the army, Wei Wenchang is the most suitable person to lead the army to pacify Shangdang. Why don’t I let him go?”
The Prime Minister’s expression became a little solemn:
"You are gambling on the loyalty of the party and Wei Wenchang. If the bet wins, if Wei Wenchang can obey your military order once, he will be able to listen to you a second time."
"If the bet loses, Wei Wenchang will defeat the Shangdang. If he really can't stand it, refuses to obey orders, or even turns to the enemy, what will you do?"
Feng Junhou shrugged:
“I believe in the Prime Minister.”
Although Wei Wenchang was "good at raising soldiers", from the moment the prime minister entered Hanzhong, all the troops in his hands had been taken into the prime minister's mansion.
After so many years, it is still unknown how many soldiers are still willing to follow him regardless of whether they are independent or even surrender to the enemy.
Otherwise, in the original history, Wang Ping would not have scolded him a few times in front of the battle line, and then his sergeants would have fled in all directions.
That's why Feng Junhou said so calmly, "I believe in the Prime Minister."
I heard Feng Junhou continue to say calmly:
“It was hard for me to get to the Party’s territory, but it’s even harder for the enemy to get to it. Since Wei Wenchang can defeat it, I can also defeat it.”
The Baixing and other passages between Shangdang and Yecheng are located in the mountains of the Taihang Mountains. It is possible to walk, but it is rugged and difficult to walk.
At that time, Cao Cao personally led the army and marched from Baixing to attack Yuan Shao's remaining troops.
He once wrote a poem: "Going north to the Taihang Mountains, how difficult it is and how majestic it is! The Yangchangsaka is twisted and bent, and the wheels are destroyed by it." This shows the danger of the road.
So it is not easy to support the Shangdang on a large scale from Yecheng?
The Wei thieves can support 10,000 troops from Yecheng, and Feng Junhou can mobilize 20,000 troops from Bingzhou and other places in Hedong.
Why did King Zhao rush to seek war in the later stages of the Changping War and let Zhao Kuo replace Lian Po? Wasn't it because the stalemate with the Qin State in Changping was too long and the food and grass could not be continued?
Zhao's national strength was not as good as Qin's. The two countries fought decisively in the Changping area. Qin's cost of mobilizing troops and transporting grain and grass was lower than that of Zhao.
In the end, Zhao was so exhausted that he had to find a way to end the battle early.
The mobilization and transportation capabilities of the current Han Dynasty are far beyond what the Wei State can match.
Not to mention whether the current Wei State has the ability and courage to fight another decisive battle is doubtful.
Even if it has the ability and courage, who can guarantee that Feng Junhou cannot replicate the Changping War for Wei?
Besides, if Wei really wants to defend the Shangdang, what about Luoyang? What about Hanoi?
Based on the information about Mi Zhao and the goddess he sent, it is easy to deduce that Sima Yi and Xu Du's Wei court are most likely already inseparable.
Even if the Wei court was concerned about Sima Yi leading troops to Yecheng, Hebei Province, it was one thing.
After all, Yecheng was the earliest capital of the Wei State. After the establishment of the Wei State, it was regarded as the foundation place.
Even if the whole Wei State worked together, the Han Dynasty could attack from all sides from Bingzhou and Hedong. Would the Wei State dare to enter the plains to fight with the Han Dynasty?
Hearing Feng Junhou's answer, the Prime Minister looked at the distant east in silence, and after a long time he said slowly:
“Now that you have an idea, just go for it.”
The current Han Dynasty is no longer a Han Dynasty who is limited to one state, and is no longer a Han Dynasty who can only be careful and make no mistakes.
If some inevitable mistakes can help Feng Yong and others grow up faster, the Prime Minister believes that it is worth it.
On the other hand, Feng Junhou couldn’t help but pause his hands when he heard the Prime Minister’s words:
“Prime Minister, don’t you blame me?”
The Prime Minister's eyes gradually narrowed, and his voice was a little ethereal:
“I am old and you have grown up too. When I was in Hanzhong, I often heard students from the school saying to the older generation: Times have changed.”
The Prime Minister stretched out his withered finger and pointed into the distance: "From now on, it will be your era."
He seemed to be mumbling to himself or exhorting:
“I only hope that you can create a truly prosperous age for the Han Dynasty.”
“To eliminate thieves and put an end to chaos, to restore peace to the world, to protect the peace of the people, to protect future generations from the suffering of war, to restore the prestige of the Han family, to be connected to the sky and the earth, and to be omnipotent..."
The prime minister's eyes shone with hope, as if he had seen the day when the Han Dynasty was prosperous.
As he spoke, the Prime Minister's voice became lower and lower, and finally became inaudible.
The telescope in my hand could no longer be held and slipped quietly to the ground.
“Bang!”
The lenses of the telescope were broken to pieces, and Feng Junhou’s heart was also broken to pieces.
“Prime Minister!”
Feng Yong half-knelt in front of the prime minister and cried out sadly, his tears unable to hold back anymore.
The soldiers guarding the city wall, no matter far or near, were all holding weapons, kneeling on one knee, and weeping.
“The anger is soaring, and the rain breaks down where I lean on the railing.”
General Guan’s high-pitched and clear voice sounded over Chang’an…
The news of the Prime Minister's illness and death quickly spread throughout the army, and all the soldiers burst into tears.
According to the instructions of the Prime Minister during his lifetime, General Feng Yong of the Western Conquest was temporarily in charge of all the armies in Guanzhong.
Feng Yong first sent people to Hanzhong as quickly as possible to report the news, and then summoned the generals to collect the prime minister's body and put it into the coffin with everyone.
Then they put on sackcloth and mourning, and the leader mourned in front of the prime minister's coffin.
Everything in the army was kept simple, and after three days of observing filial piety for the Prime Minister, Feng Yong followed the Prime Minister's arrangements before his death and did not return the body to Shu.
He was buried in Lantian County, not far from Chang'an, to show his reluctance to leave the old capital of the Han Dynasty.
The tombstone sits west to east, looking at Luoyang, the eastern capital.
After handling the prime minister’s funeral affairs, Feng Yong held an independent military meeting in the army for the first time.
"The Prime Minister once asked me in public before his death, what should be the next step based on the current situation. I suggested attacking Shangdang first, and the Prime Minister deeply agreed."
Feng Yong, who was sitting on the commander's seat, was still wearing mourning clothes. His eyes fell on Wei Yan in the front:
"At that time, I suggested sending General Wei to lead the army, and General Wei agreed. I wonder how prepared General Wei has been in the past few days?"
When the generals standing below heard this, their hearts tightened subconsciously.
Unexpectedly, General Feng raised his account for the first time and asked Wei Wenchang.
Wei Wenchang had a very dignified temperament and had little contact with most people in the army.
Coupled with the fact that he is the most senior general in the army, almost everyone will avoid him and do not want to cause any conflict with him.
Wei Yan raised his eyelids when he heard Feng Yong's question, and then saw Feng Yong's cold eyes and General Guan standing next to him with his sword drawn.
There is also the scepter standing beside General Guan.
Anger flashed in Wei Yan's eyes, but in the end he just said: "We are ready and can leave at any time."
Yang Yi, standing opposite Wei Yan, could not help but feel disappointed when she heard the conversation between the two.
I saw him stand up and say:
“General Feng, the prime minister has just passed away, and the people in the army are worried. I think that we should not move lightly at this time to avoid being taken advantage of by thieves.”
Feng Yong's eyes shifted from Wei Yan to Yang Yi.
At this time, Yang Yi seemed to have restrained his temper a lot. He was no longer as arrogant as before, and instead had a somewhat humble look on his face.
“It was the prime minister’s military plan to capture Shangdang as soon as possible to protect the annexed state to Hedong. During his lifetime, the prime minister regarded the revitalization of the Han Dynasty as more important than his own life.”
"If he knew that we would destroy the world because of his death, I am afraid that the Prime Minister would also blame us for our pedantry under the yellow soil."
Hearing Feng Yong's words, Wei Yan actually raised his head again and looked at Feng Yong with slight surprise, as if he didn't expect that he would say such words.
Yang Yi was slightly embarrassed when Feng Yong retorted like this:
“It’s because I lost my mind.”
Then he retreated.
Yang Yi's reaction made Feng Yong's eyes stay on him for a while longer, and then he calmly withdrew his eyes.
The most worrying thing is that both Wei Yan and Yang Yi seem to be surprisingly easy to talk to today, and the next agenda is much simpler.
In military matters, in addition to logistics, food and fodder, station deployment, epidemics and other such matters, Feng Yong must personally care about and make decisions.
Further matters, such as fights, private gambling, etc., if they are not serious, will be handled directly by the camp leaders.
Then the Sima of the camp will write down what was committed and the result of the incident, and send it to the commander's camp for record.
If it is serious, let the staff around Feng Junhou give opinions on how to deal with it in accordance with military regulations, and then leave it to Feng Junhou to make a decision.
After the seemingly peaceful military discussion ended, the generals came out of the commander's tent.
Wei Yan walked in the front alone, and no one dared to walk alongside him.
Yang Yi quietly walked at the end alone, and no one was with him.
Seeing that they were outside the boundaries of the commander's camp, everyone separated. Yang Yi took advantage of others not paying attention and quietly turned a corner.
As soon as Wei Yan returned to his tent, his son Wei Chang followed him:
“Sir, Yang Changshi is here to visit.”
Hearing what his son said, even if it was Wei Yan, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
After a while he said:
“Yang Pifu actually dared to come to me? How many people did he bring with him?”
“Sir, he is the only one.”
Wei Yan was a little disbelieving: "How dare he come to me alone?"
Wei Chang whispered: "When the boy saw Yang Changshi, he seemed to have come quietly while avoiding people."
Wei Yan sneered: "Yang Pifu has been a rat in this life, sneaking around."
“Do you want to see him, sir?”
According to past habits, Wei Yan naturally did not want to be in the same tent as Yang Yi.
I don’t know what he was thinking, but he said uncharacteristically: “Let him in first.”
Hearing this, Wei Chang looked at his master with some surprise, hesitated for a moment, then agreed, turned around and walked out.
After a while, Yang Yi walked in carefully with a vigilant face. When he came in, he looked around.
Wei Yan, who was sitting in the main seat, couldn't help but smile scornfully when he saw his appearance.
Hearing a "clang" sound from above, Yang Yi's face changed drastically, and she subconsciously wanted to turn around and run out.
“Common man, you’re here but you still want to leave!”
(End of this chapter)