"Not to mention assisting in the war, these thousands of people can't even get through Shangluo Mountain. Even if they pass Shangluo by luck, they will immediately meet tens of thousands of elite soldiers from Wang Shixian of Gongchang Mansion." Bi Zilun said hatefully: "I really can't do it now, so I can only seek Zheng Yunming's help first."

Qin Wu laughed: "Do you really treat Zheng Yunming as a god? Thousands of miles away, with many mountains and rivers, what can he do?"

"There is a way." Bai Yijie shook the white feather fan, looking confident.

Zheng Yunming leaned closer to him and whispered: "Military advisor, it's hard to just accept things that are not sure."

Bai Yijie slapped Bai Yu and said, "Don't interfere in this matter."

He said to Bi Zilun: "This matter is not official. Mr. This trip is not for the Song Dynasty, and we have no commendable friendship. I wonder what kind of favor you will repay?"

Bi Zilun's face twitched for a moment. He knew that his position was subtle different from that of Zheng Yunming and Bai Yijie. If Qin Wu or Wang Deng asked for mercy, Zheng Yunming would have agreed. But if he wanted to ask for this matter, he would have to pay Bai Yijie.

He clenched his fist under the table and said in a low voice: "In the second year of Xingding, that is, the tenth year of Jiading in the Southern Dynasty, the Great Jin sent the left deputy marshal Pusan ​​Anzhen to lead the army to the south. I was also in the army, and the army captured many prefectures and counties. Until the Qizhou was captured, countless money, grain and treasures were seized. However, when the army returned, it was designed by the Song soldiers and lost many people on the south bank of the Huai River. Marshal Pusan ​​was afraid that the Song army would attack with the victory, and many of the captured captured by our army's bloody battle were easily taken back by the enemy. So he ordered the burial of this batch of gold, silver and jewelry to be buried in a secret place, and then the entire army retreated."

"So this is the condition you offered?" Bai Yijie's voice seemed to be coming out of his nostrils: "We have Tong Zheng here, can we still lack money to spend?"

Zheng Yunming turned his head and looked at Bai Yijie. He was really talking about it. At present, there was less than 500,000 yuan in the treasury of the Jing-E Dutong Department. It seemed that it could still support it for a while, but in fact, various projects were swallowing up the savings of the Jing-E army like hungry beasts, which forced Zheng Yunming to plan expenses carefully. He also advocated strengthening local defense and establishing an overall defense structure that integrates officials and the people. At this time, it is difficult to ask for more from the local area. Now is the time when the yellow and yellow are not in line. If you can receive such a surprise, it can be said to be a surprise falling from the sky.

But Bai Yijie seemed to be unsympathetic to Zheng Yunming's increasingly frustrated purse, and just smiled and said, "This little bit of gold and silver cannot buy my people."

Bi Zilun's eyes widened, his fists were clenched as if they were about to have an attack. He sat there for a while before gritting his teeth and said, "What are you going to do?"

Bai Yijie said slowly: "I heard that the Mongolians opened a war horse prison in Xuzhou for the convenience of the southern expedition, and there were as many as 30,000 good horses for riding. Do you know this?"

Bi Zilun replied angrily: "So what if you know? The Mongols neither believe in Han people nor Jurchens or other people. Ma Jian is all controlled by people from Mobei, and no one else can insert a needle."

"But there are many troops stationed outside Xuzhou City, many of which were originally Mr. Wang's old subordinates." Bai Yijie said lightly: "As long as Mr. Wang can help me get these 30,000 good horses, I will naturally agree to Huizhou's rescue."

Bi Zilun said hatefully: "It will take several months to contact the old subordinates and deploy the plan. The enemy will break Huizhou every once in a while. How can time be there?"

Seeing that he was serious, Bai Yijie put down his feather fan and said seriously: "If you want to do this plan, of course it will not be implemented immediately. Now Lianghuai is also nervously preparing to prevent autumn and cannot draw out the needed personnel. I only need a word from my husband, and then when I have free time next spring and summer, I will contact Lianghuai and prepare for a big move."

He smiled and said, "Mr. Gao Yi, can you still speak?"

Bi Zilun snorted and nodded, "Since that's the case, we'll make up for it."

"Before, Huizhou was just before the Mongolian soldiers, and it was a major concern that the Mongols wanted to remove. After the autumn, the main force of the Mongolian army stationed in Lanzhou would definitely come out and attack Huizhou with all their strength. We are just ordinary people, and we are not really a man of ribs and wings. We can fly into Huizhou City to rescue people. It is a merit to save them. If we cannot save them, don't blame me."

"Just just try your best to do your manpower. Success or failure depends on destiny. How can we force perfection?" Bi Zilun's words are very desolate. The country has collapsed. It is a matter of extremely hope that it will be extremely slim to build a country from a ruin. Success or failure does require God to give him some luck.

When Bi Zilun said goodbye, Bai Yijie actually sent it to the yamen for the first time. For him, who valued his identity, it was undoubtedly an attitude.

"Whether it succeeds or not, we should do our best." Bai Yijie said: "I hope that the soldiers and soldiers in our country who are still in charge of our country can also do our best to the emperor's orders."

Bi Zilun snorted coldly, turned around and left.

"Guo Xiama is naturally worthy of admiration." When Bai Yijie returned to the side hall, Zheng Yunming had already taken out the topographic map of Ganzhou and Shaanxi and hung it on the rack, and carefully judged it: "But after all, he was a general of the Jin Dynasty. It would be more than worth the loss to let Mr. Song go to rescue him at the risk of being exposed."

"Everything is based on Song Yichang's self-judgment in front of him." Bai Yijie replied simply: "The hidden front in the north is different from here. You cannot force a certain task to be completed. Everything is based on the self-decision of the parties involved, because only the northern information we can master is just the superficial. Only by doing it in detail on the ground can you have this condition to judge what is feasible and what is dangerous. But if the conditions allow, I really hope that Yichang can make some noise in Huizhou. If the Mongols successfully conquer Huizhou, the pressure on Shukou will be too great."

Zheng Yunming nodded silently. He understood that Guo Xiama and Shukou were dependent on each other. With Guo Xiama insisting on Huizhou, the Mongols were like thorns on their backs, and it was impossible to devote all their energy to the Shukou strategy on the southern line. That's it. Last year, they made great progress in the direction of attacking Sichuan, attacking several border prefectures and counties. They further destroyed the periphery of Shukou. If they really took off Huizhou easily, tens of thousands of troops would go straight in, which would not be blocked by just 20,000 to 30,000 old, weak and remnants.

He couldn't help but remember the conversation with the emperor at the imperial banquet before leaving Lin'an. It would be great if these words could have a little reminder to the emperor.

But then he laughed at his childishness. The young boy who had not yet embarked on his career on national affairs was discussed by the young man. Not to mention being a man today, even if there is such a person talking about him now, he may not be able to buy it as a powerful general in Jinghu.

What's more, Sichuan Road is a special existence in the current territory of the Song Dynasty.

Since the southward transition, the imperial court has faced tremendous pressure from Jinghu and Lianghuai, and has no energy or extra troops to take care of the Sichuan area. Therefore, for a long time, Sichuan Road has been in a state of self-destruction.

As early as the Shaoxing period, a minister reported to Emperor Gaozong, impeaching the brothers Wu Jie and Wu Lin to occupy the western border and ignore the imperial edicts. Emperor Gaozong was a smart man, so of course he understood the special situation in Sichuan and just laughed at it.

But what cannot be laughed at is the trend of Sichuan's vassalization. This trend became particularly conspicuous as the country settled after the southward transition. So much so that Sichuan's ambassador Wu Xi had two ambitions and attempted to rebel the Song Dynasty and surrender to the Jin Kingdom.

After the Wu Xi rebellion was quelled, the situation of Sichuan Road vassalization did not change fundamentally. Whether it was the more loyal appeaser An Bing or the more independent appeaser Zhao Yanna, every commander of Sichuan Road intentionally or unintentionally resisting the imperial edict. This was determined by the unique geographical location of Sichuan Road.

Even if the emperor personally ordered the Sichuan appeasement envoy Zhao Yanna to retreat to the people of Chengdu Prefecture in advance, he would probably just treat it as the officials of the Political Affairs Hall who were not aware of the situation ahead and would not abide by it.

How did the emperor, who was far away in Lin'an, judge the situation in Sichuan?

Zheng Yunming speculated maliciously that the Duanping Emperor might not have taken the dangerous situation in Sichuan at all. He was too obsessed with the achievements made by the Erwu in the Qinba ridges, so he regarded Qinba natural danger as the omnipotent guardian saint.

It is estimated that the Holy Lord in Funing Palace is more worried about the matter within the court. Zheng Yunming looked at the edge of the clouds rolled up in the sky. The weather was about to turn bad, but many people were still ignorant.

"Well, you must first settle the country when fighting against foreign countries."

If the emperor was just busy dealing with internal political disputes and ignored the situation in the border areas, it would definitely be unfair to the Zhao Guanjia, who has been very diligent since Shi Miyuan died of illness.

Just in the morning, after the court meeting, he left Wei Leweng, who had recovered slightly recently, and asked him to discuss the situation in the Jinghu area and the ten improvement opinions submitted by Wei Leweng in person.

"The situation in Jinghu cannot be said to be completely dangerous now." Wei Leweng rested at home for a long time, and finally recovered his energy when speaking, but his mind was still hanging in Jinghu, thousands of miles away.
Chapter completed!