When war is about to go, everything in this country must begin to serve the war.

The specific things are extremely complicated.

Money, grain, people, ordnance equipment.

Xu Jie in the Shangshu Province was once again worried. The court did not have much money, the court did not have much food, and the court did not have so many useful soldiers. Xu Jie knew that the military armies in the military camp were even less than enough.

If two sides really want to start a war, the seriousness of the matter is far beyond expectations.

The anti-inspection factory has a new job. Gyeonggi was originally the main garrison for the imperial guards. If time goes forward for two hundred years, there will be many swords, guns, armor and armor in the warehouse of Gyeonggi's imperial guards that cannot be put down.

Although Xu Jie sent an inquiry factory to be responsible for counting the warehouse arms, Xu Jie knew in his heart that these warehouses could no longer be counted on.

The country's military facilities have long been deflated.

A good cook cannot cook without rice!

Xu Jie, who was left with only a worry, frowned in the public housing of the Shangshu Province, whether it was anxious or worried.

Who told Xu Jie to sit in this position now?

Who said that Xu Jie is now at such a node?

Xia Wen left the imperial city and came to the Secretariat. His coming here was obviously related to the war.

The two sat down to greet each other, and Xia Wen couldn't wait to speak: "Trial Master, what I think is only Ren Er. I heard that the Taishi had cut off many yamen's money and grain, and even the salary given to the officials by the Ministry of Personnel was temporarily stopped. He sent someone to select soldiers and opened various treasuries to count the weapons. A big battle is inevitable. I still want to talk to the Taishi about this matter."

The things that Xia Wen said were naturally Xu Jie's first step, including the temporary delay in the salary of officials, which Xu Jie just arranged in the morning.

When Xu Jie heard this, he sighed slightly and replied, "Your Majesty, whether a war can be avoided is not something that I can decide. No matter how unwilling I am to fight, I cannot be afraid of war. Whether it is benevolence and righteousness, life is traumatized or blood flows into a river. No matter how unbearable it is, I must be prepared for war. Peace is often brought by war. Even if I want peace, I must be prepared for all the preparations. Only by making preparations can peace be achieved. Can Your Majesty understand this truth?"

"The Grand Tutor's words are very reasonable. I just don't want to see the situation worsen. I will do it carefully. Apart from the hasty battle in Datong twenty years ago, our dynasty has not seen any war for nearly a hundred years. The people live and work in peace and the country is prosperous. Even in the battle twenty years ago, who did Shi Wei and our dynasty benefit? They both suffered heavy losses and none of them got any benefits. What I think is that if I can mediate, try to mediate as much as possible, and try to avoid it." Xia Wen came here probably to say such words to Xu Jie.

Xia Wen's words are not unreasonable.

Although Xia Wen and Xu Jie had a somewhat deviant idea, after Xia Wen said this, Xu Jie's expression turned a little relieved.

In Xu Jie's impression, an emperor or a superior person rarely cares so much about the suffering of the people as Xia Wen. This is not a disadvantage, but an advantage.

A king in a peaceful and prosperous era is really a perfect thing to have such a character. Worrying about the country and the people is not just a word. Xia Wen may really have a bit of worrying about the country and the people.

But Xia Wen was still a little naive about this matter. He did not do anything about Dahua today, but it was really impossible to call it a peaceful and prosperous era.

"Your Majesty, what I do is to prepare for war, but it is not yet time to start a war. If you want to defeat others without fighting, you must have the power of defeating others' soldiers. Most people in this world are afraid of power but not virtuous. If you cannot do the preparations for war well, how can you stop the war?" Xu Jie said this, and maybe he didn't think so. Xu Jie really doesn't think that at this time, there are still ways to avoid war. But he can only talk to His Majesty in this way.

Xu Jie wanted Xia Wen to maintain this thought of worrying about the country and the people, but Xu Jie also wanted to let Xia Wen take the naiveness of those literati in the future.

The biggest problem for literati is that they will subconsciously believe that everything in the world can be explained clearly.

From ancient times to the present, all scholars and intellectuals have more or less subconscious thinking, and this kind of thinking will also lead to a kind of thinking, which is to believe that it can solve problems with everyone.

Xia Wen felt much more relieved when he heard Xu Jie's words, and nodded and replied, "I misunderstood the Grand Master. If the Grand Master planned this way, it would be necessary to prepare for war. He also had to have a good talk with the Shiwei people."

Xu Jie added: "Your Majesty, it is not enough to talk to Shiwei people, I have to talk to Tuoba people."

When Xia Wen heard this, he asked again: "Taoshi, the Tuoba people really want to start a war with our dynasty? Tuoba's small country has few people, how dare they have such ambition?"

Xu Jie smiled and replied, "Your Majesty, have you heard that the snipe and clam fight, and the fisherman gained profits. Tuoba's ambition depends on what situation we have in a fight with the Shiwei people."

Xia Wen lowered his head and thought, suddenly realized, and hurriedly said, "Then we can't start the battle easily. How is the Grand Master going to talk to the Shiwei people?"

When Xu Jie heard this, he said in his heart, "How else can we talk? Talk with swords and guns." However, Xu Jie did not say this, but said: "There are always a few smart people in Shiwei people. The battle twenty years ago also hurt them. Now, they have just recovered their vitality, and I think they will be afraid of it."

Xia Wen nodded again when he heard this. This time he was really relieved.

In this way, Xia Wen no longer said too much and would not be able to return to the imperial city soon.

After Xu Jie saw Xia Wen away, he stood at the door of the public room and sighed softly.

I probably knew in my heart that Xia Wen should be competent to be a king of peaceful and prosperous times. But how should this peaceful and prosperous times come about, there is a long way to go.

It was getting late, and Yun Shuhuan entered the public room to help Xu Jie hold the lights. He could not take a moment to bring hot water in to wipe Xu Jie's face.

The officials entering and leaving the public housing never stopped for a moment.

Xu Jie suddenly remembered two people, Xie Fang and Liu Si.

When he picked up a letter, Xu Jie slowly wrote the words and sentences, writing the letter earnestly and sincerely, explaining it with emotion and moving it with reason. He wanted to invite these two old men back to the capital again.

It's really time for this country to be in turmoil. Xu Jie feels like he is alone and can't even find an experienced person to discuss some major events.

After all, Xu Jie himself is just a novice.

Some things can be solved by wisdom, while some things must be solved by experience. Most things are solved by wisdom and experience.

A huge administrative agency, Xu Jie wanted to play around with it alone, and it was really difficult to do anything.

Xu Jie knew that he was not experienced enough. Xu Jie kept those phases, just waiting for the people to come.

In the Xujia Town of Qingshan, Ouyang Wenqin held Xu Jie's letter and cried so hard that the pear blossoms were raining. This came not only Xu Jie's letter, but also Ouyang Wenfeng's letter.

The news of Ouyang Zheng’s death is always undeniable, and it is impossible to hide it from it any more.

Xu Zhong actually received this news two days ago. He wanted to hide it. When the letter came, he naturally couldn't hide it.

Xu Zhong stood outside the wing room, listening to Ouyang Wenqin's crying to the death, sighing and sighing.

The old lady walked slowly, asked Xu Zhong a few times, and walked into the wing room.

The old lady didn't say much, just said, "Go to the capital and go to Jie'er."

Ouyang Wenqin suppressed her heartache, got up and helped the blind old lady, and said softly "um".

The old lady sighed, and after sitting down, she said, "Grandma is an old woman in the countryside. She doesn't understand the things in the capital, but only knows the family matters. Grandma will die soon. If grandma dies, the last thing she wants to hear is your crying. I just hope you all have a good life, have food and clothing, and feel happy in your heart."

Ouyang Wenqin could understand it, and perhaps she was unwilling to cry in front of others. She wiped her eyes and replied, "Grandma, I don't cry. Now that my husband is the Minister of Shangshu, I'm happy."

The old lady waved her hand and said, "I'm not happy to miss you. Jie'er, you're going to the capital now and told him. Grandma just hopes that he can feel happy. If the official is not easy to be a good official, he will not be a good person. When he comes back, he will have food and clothing and live a life."

The old lady who was longing for the past was waiting for Xu Jie's Golden List High School. But now the old lady said such words.

"Well, I will definitely bring my grandma's words to you." Although Ouyang Wenqin stopped crying, she continued to wipe her eyes.

"Okay, everything is fine, everything is fine. Grandma's life will not be in vain. She can see that Jie'er has married and enjoyed the blessing of more than ten years. There are three sons waiting in the underworld. Life is excellent and death is excellent." The old lady may have really thought about life and death seriously. At this age, it is normal to think about these things, but if she can think so thoroughly, this old woman in the countryside is also extraordinary.

The sadness in Ouyang Wenqin's heart seemed to have improved a little with the old woman's words, and nodded and said, "Grandma, you have to live more and live more days, and then watch me have children."

Speaking of this, Ouyang Wenqin was crying again and she forced herself to cry, just because she thought of her father but couldn't see this scene.

The old lady held the grandson's hand tightly, slapped it slowly, and said, "If grandma can really see you having children, she must touch the baby clearly. When she goes down, she will definitely find your father and tell him what kind of children you have."

Ouyang Wenqin's tears seemed to stop suddenly when she heard this, but she just replied "Yeah, yeah, yeah".

Early the next morning, Xu Zhong rode a horse and a carriage. He rode a hundred and ten horses, swords, guns, armor and armor, and went to Bianjing. He was about to fight. Xu Jie said that Xu Zhong personally took the horse and prepared to go to the battle formation.

In Hangzhou city, there is an excuse to make an excuse to a small wine shop.

An old man with a felt hat carried the load of selling goods and walked in, smiling, put the load at the corner of the door, and shouted: "Shopkeeper, two bowls of warm and a plate of fennel beans."

The man at the counter laughed and asked, "Old Mr. Jin, business is pretty good today."

The old man smashed his mouth, as if he was greedy and stumbled his heart, and replied: "This month is the best business today, so I'll eat two bowls of wine today."

The man at the counter smiled and said, "Auntie Jin is probably going to curse again in the evening."

The old man sat on the stool at the counter, waved his hand and said, "My sissy, let him go."

The man at the counter smiled a little honestly, and while placing fennel beans, he shouted warm wine inside.

When the wine came, the old man had already eaten a lot of fennel beans. When the wine came, he drank a bowl in one gulp, and then slowly tasted the second bowl.

Not long after, a few more people came to the store and sat on the table in the hall, with two hired servants busying themselves.

But the old man was chatting with the man at the counter. As he was chatting, the second bowl was finished, but he was still unsatisfied. He looked at the empty wine bowl and smashed his mouth. There were only three or four fennel beans left in the small plate, and he reached out to pick it up, as if he was reluctant to leave it.

Seeing this, the man at the counter asked with a smile: "Does Mr. Jin want another bowl?"

The old man waved his hands repeatedly: "I don't want it anymore, I have to leave some money to go back to pay the job, otherwise I will really curse you."

The man at the counter smiled when he heard this, but turned to the kitchen, then brought a bowl to the old man, and said, "This bowl is not worth the money, I'll treat you."

The old man chuckled, and wanted to refuse, but he still welcomed him. After pushing it, the wine bowl was placed in front of the old man. The old man smiled awkwardly again: "I'm really embarrassed. The shopkeeper is so polite every time. Teach the old man how to be embarrassed."

The shopkeeper didn't say anything, but smiled and added some fennel beans to the old man, and then said, "It's not worth much money."

The old man picked up the wine bowl and took a sip, and then said, "Tomorrow, I will bring you some bacon. Your Aunt Jin fumigated it during the Chinese New Year last year, and there were still four or five kilograms left. I will cut half of it and send it to you for a tooth sacrifice."

The shopkeeper did not refuse, but said, "Then you come here tomorrow night and try the craftsmanship of Neiko."

The old man smiled and said, "It's so lucky to have a shopkeeper. I don't know how many people I envy if I marry such a beautiful wife. Maybe it's a good person who will be rewarded."

The shopkeeper grinned and seemed to be very satisfied when he heard this.

But at this time, a man with a hat hurried in and placed a letter on the counter. The shopkeeper opened the letter and looked at it, and his face immediately became deeper.

The old man who had drunk wine did not shy away. He leaned over and wanted to take a look, but he didn't know if he could understand it.

After reading the letter, the shopkeeper put it away and put it in his arms.

The old man asked, "But a friend's letter?"

The shopkeeper nodded: "Well, my friend wrote to me and asked me to go with him to fight."

"Warning a war? The shopkeeper likes to joke. You are so kind and have a family, a job and a beautiful wife. What kind of battle do you fight? Besides, where will you fight for you?" The old man only thought the shopkeeper was joking.
To be continued...