When Liao Kingdom went to Beijing, outside the thick city gate, a man was walking in the door with his neck shrinking, as if this could warm up a little. He and other herdsmen and the people looked at the scene outside the city curiously.
It was only October that it had already snowed on the grassland and the weather was very cold.The sky is gray; the falling snow on the ground has not yet covered the dead grass, and it looks like an old man's gray hair.
Deep in the snowflakes in the sky, the dark people were surging, and the snow was hazy, as if it was a blurry picture.
Not far away, a herdsman said in Khitan saying: It’s going to fight a big war, and the tribal army is coming.There are many tents in the north of the city, all from various tribes.
The man with his neck shrank was a Han man named Zhang Fugui. He had dealt with Khitans for many years and knew Khitan dialect.
Zhang Fugui was wrapped in thick fur, wrapped with a hemp rope around his waist, and covered his head with a wide shoulder-length dog-skin hat. As long as he didn't speak, at first glance, he couldn't tell whether he was a Khitan or a Han person.
The faces of the Khitans and Han people are different, but they are both yellow-skinned. It is difficult to distinguish only by looking at the small half of the face under the dog's leather hat.
However, the Han people and Khitans live in a mixed relationship with the Han people in the south of the city, and the Han people have the most craftsmen, so it’s nothing even if they are found to be Han people.
Zhang Fugui watched it, then shrank his neck, put his hands together in his sleeves, and walked into the city silently with his back hunched over.
Most of the Han people in the south of Shangjing were from Han people, but Zhang Fugui was still uneasy here, and he was usually cautious and had basically never smiled.
He pushed open a door along the quaint and old street in the wind and snow, and lifted the rear leather curtain hanging on it.
What reflected the curtain was a pile of red and blue firewood, with an iron pot hanging on it, and the lid of the iron pot was shaken by the water vapor.
There were two people sitting next to the firewood, a thin old man over fifty years old and a big man with a bald, thick waisted hair.
Zhang Fugui stopped his eyes on the bald man's face.
At this time, the old man stood up: Alang, he is here. I told him that you have gone out of the city. I don’t know if you understand, so I cooked the fire here and waited.
Zhang Fugui nodded and walked over and said slowly in awkward Khitan dialect: I, I've gone out, Abu has been waiting for a long time.
Abu, a Khitan, pointed directly at a large package in the corner of the wall: He brought it with him and sent ginseng tomorrow.
OK, thank you Abu, you are very trustworthy.Zhang Fugui shook the snowflakes on his body, walked over and picked up the package to check the skin.
Abu said: Don't worry, they are all good products.
Zhang Fugui smiled, still pretending to be a shameless person, and acting like he caring about goods... In fact, he couldn't make money with this thing, and he didn't want to make a fortune by making a fortune by this.
Zhang Fugui did do business in northern goods in the past. He mainly cooperated with the Han people in Youzhou and asked the Khitans to bring ginseng and furs of rare animals from the northeast... This kind of thing is rare and precious in the Central Plains and even in the southern countries, but it can't make a lot of money by going too far. It is also very risky to not be strong enough. It is very likely that half of the Taoist people and money will be lost.
Later, it was found by people from the court and started to do a careful job.It's still very dangerous, but the reward is very generous.
If it weren't for wealth and livelihood, who would have been willing to go to such an unfamiliar place?Zhang Fugui first found a Khitan person to cooperate with, and this was Abu.
And this Abu is even more untrustworthy!
When he arrived on the grassland, Abu wanted to kill Zhang Fugui to give him all the money!Zhang Fugui was very persuasive... He would give all the money, just get some skin and ginseng; there was also a chance to make money next time.
Life and death were at the forefront!
Human greed saved Zhang Fugui's life; because of interests, not credit and sympathy.
This is how a path was established.
It was not easy for Han people to come to Shangjing, and most of the craftsmen there were brought by you from Youzhou.
Zhang Fugui then observed Abu at the fire. Abu roasted a piece of jerky on the flame, and he didn't seem to doubt anything.
At this time, Abu said: Did you hear you went out of the city?It is best not to go out casually this time. There are all troops near Shangjing. I heard that a few Han people were killed as spies a few days ago.
Zhang Fugui said: Then how can I bring my skin out?
Abu said: When winter passes, it is too cold to go south now.The Liao army will not go to war for more than two months. When the time passes, the road will be easier.
Zhang Fugui nodded: Thank you for your reminder.
He got up and brought a pot of wine and some cheese to entertain the Khitans. He was almost dark before he saw them off.
At this time the snow stopped.Zhang Fugui lifted the curtain, looked up, and then paced back and forth in the room.Finally, I took out the key and opened a door, and a gusting sound suddenly came from inside.
Hush... Zhang Fugui made a sound, but the pigeon couldn't understand and was still running around in the cage.
He took a small pot filled with food and put it in it, and whispered: After eating, I'm going home after eating.
Speaking of this, Zhang Fugui felt sad. He wanted to write a letter from home, but the pigeon's legs could not be tied too heavily, and even the news could only be as short as possible.
He sat at the table and began to grind the ink, looking back from time to time to observe the movements of the pigeons.
After getting everything ready, Zhang Fugui took a bench and lifted a small window above, and looked at the sky again.
The dark sky, the snow has stopped, and there is no star.
He let go of his hands, let the two pigeons fly out of the window, and said again: Go home, go home... As he said these two sentences, his eyes were a little wet.
……
In late October, the headquarters of Bazhou on the south bank of the Juma River.Guo Shao successfully got news here thousands of miles away.
Most of the more than 50,000 horse soldiers of the imperial guards have retreated to Bazhou because a large number of horse soldiers have to eat food on the north bank of the Jima River, and now they have to save the food transported to the front line.
Bazhou became the base camp of the Qianying Military Mansion in Hebei.
This place is located very well, leaning against the Juma River, in the middle section, not far from the western line of Zhuozhou and the eastern line of Jinzhou. It is also an important fortress in the Dazhou area. It has been operated for many years and the city is very solid.
Guo Shao unfolded a small note, glanced at it, and said to the civil and military officials sitting in the lower house: The Liao army is going south.
Everyone was talking suddenly.Qin Shitou, who was standing beside him, looked at Guo Shao in surprise, as if saying: Your Majesty had said that there was news coming to Beijing, but it was true!
Guo Shao ignored the discussions of the crowd and directly ordered: Immediately Issued an order, except for the Hu Ben Left Infantry, the main forces of the guards and the guards and the cavalry department went north and stationed in Xiong, Ba and Yi provinces to wait for the order.
Wei Renpu worshipped: I obey the order.
Guo Shao also said: Do everything possible to speed up the transportation of grain, and ensure the grain and grass reserves in Zhuozhou, Gu'an, Xincheng and Jinzhou.The first-time Liao army heads south, and the grain transport route is threatened.
Prime Minister Li Gudao: I will obey the order.
Guo Shao issued two military orders very quickly, his expression slightly calmed down.
He looked back and said: Winter war is inevitable, and our Great Zhou army will deploy about 270,000 soldiers (real numbers) on the front line of Jumahe; it is estimated that the Liao army should have more than 100,000 cavalry and some Xi infantry to participate in the battle.This war is related to the survival of the country, and we must do our best!
Everyone's expressions were condensed and they all clasped their fists to express their opinions.
Guo Shao said in a deep voice: According to the Privy Council’s strategy, in this winter battle, the strategy should not be rushed to achieve success in order to protect the integrity of the fortifications on the Zhuo, Gu, Xin and Tianjin fronts!
At this time, a rumbling drum sound came from the distance outside the lobby, as if urging the overture of the war, and Guo Shao's heart was inexplicably tightened.
He took a deep breath in his heart and quietly waited for this long and difficult period to gradually pass.
Everything will pass... I remember the Battle of Shouzhou back then, but I was still suffering from the period of time with my head in my arms. Now I look back is just a deeper memory.
It was only October that it had already snowed on the grassland and the weather was very cold.The sky is gray; the falling snow on the ground has not yet covered the dead grass, and it looks like an old man's gray hair.
Deep in the snowflakes in the sky, the dark people were surging, and the snow was hazy, as if it was a blurry picture.
Not far away, a herdsman said in Khitan saying: It’s going to fight a big war, and the tribal army is coming.There are many tents in the north of the city, all from various tribes.
The man with his neck shrank was a Han man named Zhang Fugui. He had dealt with Khitans for many years and knew Khitan dialect.
Zhang Fugui was wrapped in thick fur, wrapped with a hemp rope around his waist, and covered his head with a wide shoulder-length dog-skin hat. As long as he didn't speak, at first glance, he couldn't tell whether he was a Khitan or a Han person.
The faces of the Khitans and Han people are different, but they are both yellow-skinned. It is difficult to distinguish only by looking at the small half of the face under the dog's leather hat.
However, the Han people and Khitans live in a mixed relationship with the Han people in the south of the city, and the Han people have the most craftsmen, so it’s nothing even if they are found to be Han people.
Zhang Fugui watched it, then shrank his neck, put his hands together in his sleeves, and walked into the city silently with his back hunched over.
Most of the Han people in the south of Shangjing were from Han people, but Zhang Fugui was still uneasy here, and he was usually cautious and had basically never smiled.
He pushed open a door along the quaint and old street in the wind and snow, and lifted the rear leather curtain hanging on it.
What reflected the curtain was a pile of red and blue firewood, with an iron pot hanging on it, and the lid of the iron pot was shaken by the water vapor.
There were two people sitting next to the firewood, a thin old man over fifty years old and a big man with a bald, thick waisted hair.
Zhang Fugui stopped his eyes on the bald man's face.
At this time, the old man stood up: Alang, he is here. I told him that you have gone out of the city. I don’t know if you understand, so I cooked the fire here and waited.
Zhang Fugui nodded and walked over and said slowly in awkward Khitan dialect: I, I've gone out, Abu has been waiting for a long time.
Abu, a Khitan, pointed directly at a large package in the corner of the wall: He brought it with him and sent ginseng tomorrow.
OK, thank you Abu, you are very trustworthy.Zhang Fugui shook the snowflakes on his body, walked over and picked up the package to check the skin.
Abu said: Don't worry, they are all good products.
Zhang Fugui smiled, still pretending to be a shameless person, and acting like he caring about goods... In fact, he couldn't make money with this thing, and he didn't want to make a fortune by making a fortune by this.
Zhang Fugui did do business in northern goods in the past. He mainly cooperated with the Han people in Youzhou and asked the Khitans to bring ginseng and furs of rare animals from the northeast... This kind of thing is rare and precious in the Central Plains and even in the southern countries, but it can't make a lot of money by going too far. It is also very risky to not be strong enough. It is very likely that half of the Taoist people and money will be lost.
Later, it was found by people from the court and started to do a careful job.It's still very dangerous, but the reward is very generous.
If it weren't for wealth and livelihood, who would have been willing to go to such an unfamiliar place?Zhang Fugui first found a Khitan person to cooperate with, and this was Abu.
And this Abu is even more untrustworthy!
When he arrived on the grassland, Abu wanted to kill Zhang Fugui to give him all the money!Zhang Fugui was very persuasive... He would give all the money, just get some skin and ginseng; there was also a chance to make money next time.
Life and death were at the forefront!
Human greed saved Zhang Fugui's life; because of interests, not credit and sympathy.
This is how a path was established.
It was not easy for Han people to come to Shangjing, and most of the craftsmen there were brought by you from Youzhou.
Zhang Fugui then observed Abu at the fire. Abu roasted a piece of jerky on the flame, and he didn't seem to doubt anything.
At this time, Abu said: Did you hear you went out of the city?It is best not to go out casually this time. There are all troops near Shangjing. I heard that a few Han people were killed as spies a few days ago.
Zhang Fugui said: Then how can I bring my skin out?
Abu said: When winter passes, it is too cold to go south now.The Liao army will not go to war for more than two months. When the time passes, the road will be easier.
Zhang Fugui nodded: Thank you for your reminder.
He got up and brought a pot of wine and some cheese to entertain the Khitans. He was almost dark before he saw them off.
At this time the snow stopped.Zhang Fugui lifted the curtain, looked up, and then paced back and forth in the room.Finally, I took out the key and opened a door, and a gusting sound suddenly came from inside.
Hush... Zhang Fugui made a sound, but the pigeon couldn't understand and was still running around in the cage.
He took a small pot filled with food and put it in it, and whispered: After eating, I'm going home after eating.
Speaking of this, Zhang Fugui felt sad. He wanted to write a letter from home, but the pigeon's legs could not be tied too heavily, and even the news could only be as short as possible.
He sat at the table and began to grind the ink, looking back from time to time to observe the movements of the pigeons.
After getting everything ready, Zhang Fugui took a bench and lifted a small window above, and looked at the sky again.
The dark sky, the snow has stopped, and there is no star.
He let go of his hands, let the two pigeons fly out of the window, and said again: Go home, go home... As he said these two sentences, his eyes were a little wet.
……
In late October, the headquarters of Bazhou on the south bank of the Juma River.Guo Shao successfully got news here thousands of miles away.
Most of the more than 50,000 horse soldiers of the imperial guards have retreated to Bazhou because a large number of horse soldiers have to eat food on the north bank of the Jima River, and now they have to save the food transported to the front line.
Bazhou became the base camp of the Qianying Military Mansion in Hebei.
This place is located very well, leaning against the Juma River, in the middle section, not far from the western line of Zhuozhou and the eastern line of Jinzhou. It is also an important fortress in the Dazhou area. It has been operated for many years and the city is very solid.
Guo Shao unfolded a small note, glanced at it, and said to the civil and military officials sitting in the lower house: The Liao army is going south.
Everyone was talking suddenly.Qin Shitou, who was standing beside him, looked at Guo Shao in surprise, as if saying: Your Majesty had said that there was news coming to Beijing, but it was true!
Guo Shao ignored the discussions of the crowd and directly ordered: Immediately Issued an order, except for the Hu Ben Left Infantry, the main forces of the guards and the guards and the cavalry department went north and stationed in Xiong, Ba and Yi provinces to wait for the order.
Wei Renpu worshipped: I obey the order.
Guo Shao also said: Do everything possible to speed up the transportation of grain, and ensure the grain and grass reserves in Zhuozhou, Gu'an, Xincheng and Jinzhou.The first-time Liao army heads south, and the grain transport route is threatened.
Prime Minister Li Gudao: I will obey the order.
Guo Shao issued two military orders very quickly, his expression slightly calmed down.
He looked back and said: Winter war is inevitable, and our Great Zhou army will deploy about 270,000 soldiers (real numbers) on the front line of Jumahe; it is estimated that the Liao army should have more than 100,000 cavalry and some Xi infantry to participate in the battle.This war is related to the survival of the country, and we must do our best!
Everyone's expressions were condensed and they all clasped their fists to express their opinions.
Guo Shao said in a deep voice: According to the Privy Council’s strategy, in this winter battle, the strategy should not be rushed to achieve success in order to protect the integrity of the fortifications on the Zhuo, Gu, Xin and Tianjin fronts!
At this time, a rumbling drum sound came from the distance outside the lobby, as if urging the overture of the war, and Guo Shao's heart was inexplicably tightened.
He took a deep breath in his heart and quietly waited for this long and difficult period to gradually pass.
Everything will pass... I remember the Battle of Shouzhou back then, but I was still suffering from the period of time with my head in my arms. Now I look back is just a deeper memory.
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