"Are you really not going to take over the Yi Kingdom?"
Outside Yuxiu City, Zhuo Bieli met Fu Xiaoguan and asked this question.
He was quite confused. With the 300,000 troops under his command, he could easily capture the Yi Kingdom's capital, Tailin. This was clearly fat meat right at his fingertips, so why did this prince give up so rashly?
Fu Xiaoguan lowered his head and remained silent for three breaths. "There are three reasons. First, the army of over 200,000 led by Feng Xianchu has already returned to Tailin City. Therefore, this letter I gave you must be delivered to Feng Xianchu. Perhaps it will help prevent another war."
"Secondly, if you like to eat meat, you don't have to raise pigs yourself; others can also make it delicious."
"Third, now is not the time to attack the barbarian countries, because you will bite off more than you can chew."
"That's basically it. Force Yan Liangze to abdicate. Don't kill him; let Yan Hanyu handle it. After Feng Xianchu receives my letter, if he refuses to surrender, the 50,000 Red Guards will be placed under your command. Destroy Feng Xianchu's forces, leaving 100,000 troops to garrison Tailin City.
If Feng Xianchu surrenders, then after Yan Liangyu ascends the throne, within three days, you will lead your army back to the country and hand over the 50,000 Red Guards to Bai Yulian, who will be in charge."
Only then did Zhuo Bieli understand why Fu Xiaoguan did not attack the Yi Kingdom. He wanted to cultivate a puppet emperor in order to digest the fat meat of the Huang Kingdom that he had already swallowed.
He laughed. This kid was much more thoughtful than the fat emperor. Very good. The future of the Wu Dynasty was indeed promising!
"Your Highness's orders! Take care!"
Fu Xiaoguan also looked up at Zhuo Bieli. He touched his nose and suddenly asked, "Are you...really Ling'er's father?"
"Be careful with your words! Don't mention this to anyone, otherwise it will be detrimental to Ling'er."
"I'm just curious, this way I can feel at ease!"
"Goodbye!"
“Have a safe trip!”
The army set out, carrying the hopeful Yan Hanyu to the Yi Kingdom.
Fu Xiaoguan then said to Bai Yulian, "The navy I told you about a few days ago must begin training. I can only feel at ease if I leave this matter to you."
"But I don't know anything about the Navy!"
Bai Yulian felt very aggrieved. You said that it would be no problem to train the 50,000 Red Guards into the Divine Sword Army. Moreover, the Divine Sword Army suffered a loss of 40,000 men in this battle. Shouldn't they be replenished?
Besides, what is the navy doing here?
Who are we going to fight in the sea?
"Xiaobai... the navy, first, must be able to swim. Second, must not get seasick. Third... is the control of gunboats. You don't have to worry about things like sailing. Everything else is no different from the Excalibur Army."
"But I can't even swim!"
"Then let's practice together..." Fu Xiaoguan patted Bai Yulian's shoulder and smiled cheerfully, "In fact, you don't know that the sea will be our main battlefield in the future."
Bai Yulian was startled, "Fishing?"
"Catch the fish!" Fu Xiaoguan glared at Bai Yulian and sighed, "Governing a country on land requires a lot of silver. Xiaobai, in the future, we have to go to the sea to rob silver!"
Bai Yulian was confused, and Fu Xiaoguan turned and left, "Go back, you'll leave in two days, and I'll give you a naval training manual!"
As for forming a navy, this was not a sudden idea of Fu Xiaoguan, but something he had been looking forward to for a long time.
According to the schedule, the three-masted warship at the Yao County Shipyard should be launched for sea trials.
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It was May 20th of the eleventh year of the Xuanli calendar.
Yan Xiwen, who was now the prefect of Linjiang, went straight to Yao County with dozens of guards.
He built the Yao County Shipyard with his own hands, and he also witnessed the construction of the three-masted warship from scratch with his own eyes.
The battleship is on sea trial today, so of course he has to go and take a look.
In the carriage.
He sat opposite his master Gu Wen.
"Once the warship's sea trials are successful, I'm afraid Fu Xiaoguan's family will leave. Mr. Gu, what do you think of the current situation?"
Gu Wen stroked his long beard, with worry in his old eyes.
"The relationship between Your Majesty and the Earl of Ding'an... I'm afraid it won't be the same again. Since the head of the family has made all the necessary arrangements, I don't think he's optimistic about the future. But Your Majesty's decision to appoint the fifth young lady as Crown Princess is truly a brilliant move!"
The fact that Yan Qingyi will become the Crown Princess of the Yu Dynasty has not been announced to the world yet, because Queen Shang has not returned to the capital yet.
But Yan Xiwen had already known from his grandfather's letter that His Majesty meant to wait until the Queen returned to the capital and then choose an auspicious day to hold this grand ceremony.
In this way, the Yan family became a royal relative, and its fate was tied to the royal family.
Yan Shidao will become the father-in-law of the Yu Dynasty, and Yan Haochu will also become the father-in-law of the Wu Dynasty. The Yan family will become a bridge between the two countries.
This bridge is not easy to build!
If a war really breaks out between the two countries, it will inevitably run over this bridge, and the Yan clan will probably be crushed to pieces.
"The Wu Dynasty has already withdrawn its troops from Cangtong. I'm afraid the situation won't be too serious."
Gu Wen was silent for a moment, then said, "The tiger is now full and digesting its prey. But it is still a tiger after all. It will get hungry one day, and it will continue to look for prey."
Yan Xiwen frowned slightly. "Does he have such great ambitions? Could it be that he was just pretending all along? We've been drinking several times, and he's always said that his ideal is to become a small landlord..."
"Some say heroes are made by the times, others say heroes make the times. A dragon needs the wind and rain to reach the sea. Perhaps he truly only wanted to be a small landlord before, but now the storm has arrived, his fangs have been bared, and he's about to transform into a dragon. Young Master, do you think a man like him would ever be content to be a mediocre small landlord again?"
Yan Xiwen was stunned, and after a while he asked, "So, it's inevitable?"
"No, the Patriarch is also making arrangements... The Patriarch has met with Zhou Tongtong. Since he is about to transform into a dragon, if he really has the ability to become the common ruler of the world, the Yan Clan will be affiliated with him, and they will also be the Yan Clan."
Gu Wen paused and said with a smile, "Don't forget the perfect country he once talked about."
Yan Xiwen lowered his head, thinking about the boy's drunken words and smiled unconsciously. He turned his head and looked out the window. The wheat fields outside the window were golden, and the rice fields were emerald green.
"That's just drunken talk, don't take it seriously. It's better to maintain the current situation. War... will ultimately bring disaster to the people."
Gu Wen said nothing, thinking that great order would come after great chaos.
After three months of war, isn't the Huang Country still doing well?
Those barbarians may be having a hard time now, but what about a year later, or two years later?
Perhaps those barbarians will be able to witness the beginning of a peaceful and prosperous era, and perhaps their descendants will be able to live a good life.
When they look back at that time, they will even thank Fu Xiaoguan.
This is history. As the wheel rolls, old countries will die out, and new countries will be reborn on the ruins.
This cycle continues, and what we actually hope for is that the peaceful and prosperous times can last longer.
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