Chapter 1050 Funeral (3)

  The early spring in Guanzhong is much colder than that in Hanzhong.

  Feng Junhou pushed the prime minister out, while General Guan held an umbrella and pushed the four-wheeled cart from the racetrack to the city wall.

   This is an ordinary day, and the fine rain is dripping down to the earth.

   There may be a little bit of snowflakes in the middle, but these snowflakes often disappear without a trace before they hit the ground.

  The snow and icicles left over from winter are melting, the feet are all wet, and there is still water in the low-lying places.

  Come to the wide city wall, feel the wind is still cold.

  The prime minister didn't seem to feel the slightest chill.

  He greedily breathed the air above Chang'an City, and looked at everything under his feet without blinking.

  Rejuvenate the Han Dynasty and return to the old capital.

  Below the foot is the old capital of the great man.

  Squinting his eyes, he looked far east, and the misty rain blocked his sight.

   "Bring the telescope."

   After taking the binoculars from General Guan, he looked at them silently for a long time before the Prime Minister sighed:

   "I wish I could see Luoyang."

  Feng Junhou said softly:

   "Prime Minister, don't worry, one day, the soldiers of the Han Dynasty will enter Luoyang."

  Prime Minister put down the binoculars, smiled and nodded:

   "I believe there will be a day."

   Speaking of this, his eyes lit up even more, but his tone was a bit regretful: "Unfortunately, I can't see it anymore."

   "Prime Minister..."

  The prime minister didn't seem to hear the choking in Feng Yong's voice, and patted the wheelchair himself:

   "The revival of the Han Dynasty is expected, and with such a beautiful spring day, Feng Mingwen, you are so talented, why don't you write an article?"

  Feng Yong cleared his congested throat, forced a smile and said:

   "I can't think of the text for a while, but there is a song and lyrics."

   "The song is fine, isn't it fun to sing a song?"

  Feng Yong nodded:

   "Then I will make a fool of myself."

   "Sing and listen."

  Feng Yong nodded, said "OK", and then began to chant:

   "Burning with anger, leaning on the railing to rest in the rain."

"Lift our sight, the sky and shouts, grand, vehement."

   "Thirty fame and dust, eight thousand miles of road, cloud and moon."

   "Don't wait for nothing, the boy's head is white, Kong is sad."

   "The Han Dynasty is small, but it has not yet flourished; the courtiers hate it, when will it be destroyed!"

   "Driving a long car to break through, Meng Jin Yique."

   "Aspirations eat the meat of barbarians hungry, and laugh and talk about drinking the blood of rebels when they are thirsty."

"Be from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, overturned Que."

  …

  The prime minister slapped the armrest and couldn't help but sing along:

   "Thirty fame and dust, eight thousand miles of cloud and moon... Thirty fame and dust..."

   Calculating the time, it has been almost exactly thirty years since the first emperor visited the thatched cottage three times and now it is still in the old capital.

  From Nanyang to Jingnan, and then from Jingnan to Shu, from Zhengnanzhong to Faguanzhong, 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!"

   After a pause, he asked again: "What's the name of this song?"

   "Manjianghong."

  The prime minister praised: "Manjianghong? The red flag of the Han Dynasty, reflecting the red Manjiang, a good name, a good name!"

  Feng Junhou secretly said ashamed.

  Yue Wumu, after the restoration of the Han family, the sons and daughters of the Han family will no longer have the shame of Jingkang.

  You don’t think you’ll be able to use this word, so why not just lend it to me for now.

  When the song stops, so does the rain.

  The blue sky is like washing, the sky is clear, and the sky and the earth seem to become clear all of a sudden.

  The prime minister straightened up, staring steadily into the distance.

   After a long time, he suddenly asked:

   "Of all the generals in the army, Wei Wenchang is the most disobedient to you, and he may not obey your orders in the future. Why did you just let him lead the army to fight the Shangdang?"

   Feng Junhou smiled and shook his head:

   "Prime Minister, as I said, it doesn't matter whether they obey me or not. What I care about is whether they obey the emperor?"

   "Besides, now in the army, Wei Wenchang is the most suitable person to lead the army to put down the Shangdang. Why don't I let him go?"

  The prime minister's expression turned serious:

   "You are betting on the loyalty of Shangdang and Wei Wenchang. If you win the bet, Wei Wenchang can obey your military order once, and then you can listen to it a second time."

   "If we lose the bet, wenchang wei will take down Shangdang. If he really can't swallow this breath, refuse to obey orders, or even turn to the enemy, what will you do?"

  Feng Junhou shrugged:

   "I trust 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 willing to follow him to stand on their own or even surrender to the enemy.

   Otherwise, in the original history, the sergeants under him would not have fled in all directions after being scolded by Wang Ping in front of the battle.

  That's why Feng Junhou said "I believe in the prime minister" so calmly.

   Only Feng Junhou continued to say calmly:

   "The land of Shangdang is not easy for me to go to, but it is even more difficult for the enemy to go there. Since Wei Wenchang can take it down, I can take it down too."

  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 difficult to walk.

  When Cao Cao personally led the army and marched from Baixing to attack Yuan Shaoyu's troops.

   Once wrote a poem "Going north to the Taihang Mountains, how difficult it is! The Yangchangban is bent, and the wheels are destroyed", which shows the danger of the road.

  So it is easier said than done to support Shangdang on a large scale from Yecheng?

  If the Wei bandits can support 10,000 troops from Yecheng, Feng Junhou can transfer 20,000 troops from Hedong and Bingzhou and other places.

  Why did King Zhao rush to fight in the later stage of the Battle of Changping and asked Zhao Kuo to replace Lian Po?

  The national strength of Zhao State is not as good as that of Qin State. The two countries will fight in the Changping area.

  In the end, Zhao Guo was so exhausted that he had to find a way to end the battle as soon as possible.

  The mobilization and transportation capabilities of the current big Han are far beyond what the Wei State can match.

   Not to mention whether the current state of Wei has the ability and courage to fight another decisive battle is a question.

  Even if it has the ability and courage, who can guarantee that Feng Junhou can't replicate the Battle of Changping for Wei?

   Besides, if Wei Guo really wants to protect the party, what about Luoyang? What about Hanoi?

  According to the information of Mi Zhao and the celestial girl he sent out, it is easy to infer that Sima Yi and the court of Wei State in Xudu are very likely to be in harmony with each other.

  If Wei Guo wants to protect the party, it is still the same thing whether Sima Yi listens to the tune.

  Even if he listened to the tune, it would be even more important if the court of Wei State was worried about Sima Yi leading the troops to Yecheng, Hebei.

  After all, Yecheng was the earliest capital of the Wei State, and it was regarded as the foundation of the Wei State after the establishment of the Wei State.

  Even if the whole state of Wei works together and the big man can attack from all sides along the river in Bingzhou, will Wei Guo dare to enter the flat ground to compete with the big man?

  Hearing Feng Junhou's answer, the prime minister looked at the far east in silence, and said slowly after a long time:

  "Since you have an idea, just let it go and do it."

  The current big man is no longer a big man who is confined to a state, and is no longer a big man who can only be careful not to make a single mistake.

  If some inevitable mistakes can make Feng Yong and others grow up faster, the prime minister thinks it is worth it.

   It was Feng Junhou, who couldn't help but pause when he heard the prime minister's words:

   "The prime minister doesn't blame me?"

  The prime minister's eyes gradually narrowed, and his voice was a bit ethereal:

   "I am old, and you have grown up too. When I was in Hanzhong, I often heard the students who came out of the school say to the older generation: Times have changed."

  The prime minister stretched out his withered fingers and pointed to the distance: "The future will belong to your era."

  He seemed to be muttering to himself, or exhorting:

   "I only hope that you can create a truly prosperous age of great men."

   "Destroy the thieves and calm the chaos, restore the peace of the world, protect the peace of the people, save future generations from the suffering of war, restore the prestige of the Han family, connect the heavens and the earth, and do everything..."

  The prime minister's eyes shone with hope, as if he had seen the day when the Han Dynasty was thriving.

   As he spoke, the prime minister's voice became lower and lower, and finally became inaudible.

  The telescope in his hand could no longer be held, and quietly slipped to the ground.

   "Boom!"

  The mirror of the telescope was shattered, and Feng Junhou's heart was also shattered.

   "Prime Minister!"

  Feng Yong half-kneeled in front of the prime minister, let out a mournful cry, and couldn't hold back the tears anymore.

  The soldiers guarding the city wall, no matter how far or near they were, were all holding weapons, knelt down on one knee, and wept endlessly.

   "Burning with anger, leaning on the railing to rest in the rain."

  General Guan’s loud and clear voice resounded over Chang’an...

  The news of the prime minister's illness and death spread quickly throughout the army, and all the soldiers wept bitterly.

  According to the prime minister's order before his death, Feng Yong, the general who conquered the west, temporarily unified the armies in Guanzhong.

  Feng Yong first sent people to Hanzhong to report the news as quickly as possible, and then summoned the generals to collect the prime minister's body and put it into the coffin with everyone.

   Then put on hemp and filial piety, and lead the mourning in front of the prime minister's coffin.

  Everything in the army was simple, and after three days of mourning for the prime minister, Feng Yong followed the prime minister's arrangement before his death and did not transport the body back to Shu.

   In Lantian County, not far from Chang'an, the site was selected for a small burial to show that he did not want to leave the old capital of the Han Dynasty.

  The tombstone sits west to east, overlooking Luoyang, the eastern capital.

   After dealing with the prime minister's 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, given the current situation, what should be done next. I suggested attacking Shangdang first, and the Prime Minister deeply agreed."

   Feng Yong, who was sitting in the handsome position, was still wearing filial piety clothes. His eyes fell on Wei Yan who was at the front:

   "At that time, I proposed to send General Wei to lead the army, and General Wei also agreed. I wonder how General Wei has prepared these days?"

  When the generals standing below heard the words, they subconsciously tensed up.

   Unexpectedly, the first time General Feng raised his account, he asked Wei Wenchang.

  Wei Wenchang's temperament is extremely high-minded, and he basically has no contact with most people in the army.

  Plus he is the oldest general in the army, almost everyone will avoid him and don't want to have any conflicts with him.

  When Wei Yan heard Feng Yong's question, he raised his eyelids, and then saw Feng Yong's cold gaze, and General Guan standing beside him with his sword pressed.

   There is also the scepter erected beside General Guan.

  The anger in Wei Yan's eyes flashed, but in the end he just said: "The preparations are complete, and we can launch at any time."

  Yang Yi, who was standing opposite Wei Yan, could not help showing disappointment 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 hearts of the soldiers are fluctuating. Some people think that you should not move lightly at this time, so as not to be taken advantage of by thieves."

  Feng Yong's gaze shifted from Wei Yan to Yang Yi.

  At this time, Yang Yi seemed to have restrained her temper a lot, she was no longer as arrogant as before, but instead had a little humility on her face.

   "Taking Shangdang as soon as possible to protect Bingzhou Hedong is a military plan made by the prime minister before his death. Before the prime minister was alive, he valued the rejuvenation of the Han Dynasty more than his life."

   "If you know that we will abolish the world because of his death, I am afraid that the prime minister will also blame us for being pedantic."

  Hearing Feng Yong's words, Wei Yan raised his head again, and looked at Feng Yong with a little surprise, as if he didn't expect him to say such a thing.

  Yang Yi was slightly embarrassed by Feng Yong's rebuttal:

   "The old man lost his mind."

   Then backed away.

  Yang Yi's reaction made Feng Yong's eyes stay on him for a while, and then he calmly took it back.

   Wei Yan and Yang Yi, who are most worrying, seem to be surprisingly easy to talk to today, and the next agenda is much simpler.

  Apart from matters in the military, except for logistics, food and grass, resident deployment, epidemics, etc., Feng Yong must personally care about and make decisions.

  The next things, such as fighting, gambling in private, etc., if it is not serious, the camp owners will deal with it directly.

  Then Sima in the camp will record what happened and the results of the handling, and send it to the camp for record.

   If it is serious, the staff around Feng Junhou will give advice on how to deal with it according to military law, and then hand it over to Feng Junhou for decision.

  After the seemingly calm military discussion ended, the generals came out as commanders.

   Wei Yan walked in the front alone, and no one dared to walk alongside him.

  Yang Yi walked quietly at the end alone, and no one was with him.

  Seeing that they were outside the boundary of Shuaiying, everyone separated, Yang Yi took advantage of others not paying attention, and quietly turned a corner.

  As soon as Wei Yan returned to his camp, his son Wei Chang followed him:

   "My lord, Yang Changshi is here to visit."

  Hearing what his son said, even Wei Yan couldn't help being stunned.

   After a while, he said:

   "Yang Piff dared to come to me? How many people did he bring?"

   "Go back to your lord, he's the only one."

   Wei Yan couldn't believe it: "How dare he come to me alone?"

  Wei Chang said in a low voice: "When my son saw Yang Changshi, he seemed to sneak over to avoid people."

  Wei Yan sneered: "Yang Pifu, this person is just a rat in this life, sneaking around."

   "Does your lord want to see him?"

  According to past habits, Wei Yan naturally didn't want to be in the same tent as Yang Yi.

   It's just that he didn't know what he thought of, but he said uncharacteristically: "Let him in first."

  Hearing the words, Wei Chang also looked at his lord in surprise, hesitated for a moment, then complied with the promise, turned and walked out.

   After a while, Yang Yi cautiously walked in with a vigilant face. When she came in, she even looked left and right.

   Wei Yan, who was sitting on the main seat, couldn't help but smile contemptuously when he saw his appearance.

  Hearing the sound of "clang" from above, Yang Yi's face changed drastically, and she subconsciously wanted to turn around and run out.

   "Everyone, I want to leave even though I'm here!"

  (end of this chapter)