Tiger Guards

Chapter 189 The Big Event is About to Be Decided
The Emperor's Camp, the small camp in the west.

It was near the lake dam and the wind was strong at night.

Huochequan, who was forced by Zhao Ji to stay as a guest, walked out of the tent. He was more or less anxious.

When people are in a high position, what they fear most is losing their usefulness.

At this moment, we can only walk around in the limited camp area, and we just hope there will be some good news from the outside world.

In the eastern camp, 5,000 new recruits have arrived and night duty has become stricter.

When Zhao Ji was on patrol here, he passed by Jia Xu's barracks and saw a light coming through the tent door, so he went to find Jia Xu.

Inside the tent, Jia Xu was full of energy, like a night owl.

After pouring wine for Zhao Ji, he picked up the natural talent register of Zhongdu County and continued to study. Seeing that Zhao Ji had no appetite for wine, he asked, "Why is the Minister so worried?"

"When a major event is about to be decided, there is a fear that everything will be lost in an instant."

Zhao Ji gently shook his wine glass and asked, "Sir, why are you so calm?"

Jia Xu was a little confused, but then he was relieved. When he was Zhao Ji's age, he was captured by the Qiang people and had to pretend to be Duan Xing's grandson to save his life.

If it were Zhao Ji, he would probably start fighting with the Qiang people on the spot.

Therefore, Zhao Ji's precocity was not only due to his bravery and courage, but also to his far-sighted strategy. As the saying goes, he thought a lot.

Putting down the register in his hand, Jia Xu thought seriously: "Is the Minister worried about the rebellion of the county soldiers?"

"Yes, I have blocked both sides of the strait, and information exchange is poor, yet the county soldiers resolutely rebelled. I am truly puzzled. I thought that if we could capture Wang Chen, we would be able to catch the mastermind. However, Wang Chen's words were like spilling beans from a bamboo tube, and it doesn't seem like he was the mastermind."

As the head of the Wang family in Qi County, Wang Chen, who is in his early thirties, is already capable of taking on important responsibilities.

Looking at Zhao Ji's suspicious expression, Jia Xu couldn't help but laugh: "Minister, there's really no need to be so. In my opinion, the people of Taiyuan are like chickens and dogs, they will break at the first touch."

"Why did the soldiers from Taiyuan County rebel?"

"This……"

Jia Xu restrained his smile and looked at Zhao Ji: "Minister, there aren't so many conspiracies in the world. If the people of Taiyuan were keen on strategy and had deep plans, there wouldn't be people like Wang Yun."

He felt that Zhao Ji was too focused on strategy and lacked the sharpness of youth.

Seeing Zhao Ji lost in thought, Jia Xu pointed at the tent door again and said, "The world today is as chaotic and unclear as the night. But any discerning person knows that the world will eventually dawn and shine forever. Who would be willing to be an enemy of a rising sun like the Minister of State? Or would they want to make enemies?"

Zhao Ji thought about it and felt that he was actively testifying to the nobles' innocence. He asked, "Then, sir, could you possibly have seen through the inside story of the rebellion by the county soldiers?"

Jia Xu smiled modestly, "In fact, the Minister can also see it clearly, but now his mind is focused on the various families in Taiyuan, and he has overlooked one person."

"Who?"

"If I speak out, it will be unpleasant and will hinder the overall situation."

Jia Xu said with a smile: "Minister, do you understand?"

"understood."

Zhao Ji took a sip from his wine glass and said, "He wants to protect himself."

It can only be Huochequan. If Huochequan is killed here, Huochequan's followers will lose control and join forces with the county soldiers to rebel, causing greater turmoil.

The situation is becoming increasingly turbulent, and the military forces here are stretched to the limit to suppress it. Then there is the possibility that the five counties of Zhongdu and the families in Yangqu in the north will collude and rise up in rebellion.

If the time drags on, Yuan Shao's army will be able to attack from Jingxing Road and appear in Yuci, east of Jinyang.

Jia Xu just smiled and advised: "It is better to keep him, otherwise the Xiongnu will cause chaos, which will be even more detrimental to his recovery."

Huochexuan needed time to stabilize the Xiongnu country. Liu Bao, who served as the Left Wise King, was Yufuluo's son and certainly did not trust his uncle, the Chanyu.

Qubei was an old and loyal subordinate of Yu Furuo. Only by keeping Huochequan could the friendship between Zhao Ji and Qubei be effectively maintained.

Only by supporting Qubei and winning over Liu Bao can we check and balance Huochuquan; only by maintaining harmony with these three can we suppress the dominant Tuge Xiongnu.

Only the suppressed Tuge Xiongnu could serve as a human shield between the Seine Xiongnu and the Xianbei.

Now that we have taken Taiyuan, we must consider the relations between the various Hu peoples inside and outside the country.

Using the Hu people to gain respect has always been a means for important officials and veteran generals in border counties to gain power.

Caring about diplomacy can allow many people to ignore and tolerate internal conflicts.

This moment is no exception. Sometimes outsiders are more useful than our own people.

After drinking a glass of wine, Zhao Ji felt much more relaxed.

The county soldiers were difficult to deal with to begin with, and now that they were in riot, it further solidified and intensified the credibility of Wang Rou's forged imperial edict and assassination attempt.

After cleaning up the five counties of Zhongdu, we can launch a fatal blow to the rebel army that attacked Pingtao, so as to effectively strike a blow to the arrogance of the Taiyuan people.

If the killing is carried out simply through political manipulation and administrative means, the people of Taiyuan will definitely not be convinced, and the county officials will also be lazy and slack in their work.

As the sky brightened, the camp bell rang.

Zhao Ji opened his eyes from his cross-legged position. The tent was a pale blue. He raised his hand to look at the skill totem on his palm, eager to see the third skill.

I couldn't help but think of the four queens with dark cheeks, and also the prototype of Diao Chan.

It doesn't matter where it came from specifically. Diao Chan mostly refers to the female officials who served the Shizhong in the palace. The Diao Chan crown was too heavy, so when the Shizhong were discussing government affairs in the Shizhong's Mansion, the Diao Chan crown was held by a special palace maid.

What happened between the Han Dynasty's ministers and the female official Diao Chan was a very common thing. There were so many palace ladies, and at the emperor's level, it didn't matter at all.

The emperors of the Han Dynasty were never stingy people. In those days, both men and women wore leg-lengthening clothes, and men's penises were majestic, swinging from side to side when they walked, like a pendulum.

So it is reasonable to send a horse to Lu Bu and replace it with Diao Chan to hold the crown for himself.

Anyway, the horses given to Lu Bu were mainly stallions, which are consumables.

Zhao Ji, who had set a new small goal for his life, immediately stood up with full energy, put on a turban and tied his forehead band tightly, opened the tent door and saw smoke everywhere and the campfire was still burning.

The Xiongnu guards at the gate bowed to him and Zhao Ji waved his hand in response.

As usual, he quickly climbed up the steps beside the tent and looked around.

The eastern sky was glowing orange and the clouds were red.

As he looked into the camp, golden sunlight shone down, illuminating Zhao Ji on the arrow tower with a golden red glow.

In the central military camp, Yang Qi also stood up. The comfortable life during this period made him feel a little uncomfortable and irritable.

There is even an illusion that I am happier working with rough men.

The respect from grassroots officials and the love from the people and soldiers, the sense of satisfaction is hard to describe in words.

Yang Qi was walking in front of the barracks, waiting for dinner.

Looking back now, whether it was registering land or having meals together with a group of low-level officials and common people at the construction site of Emperor Yao's mausoleum, it was indeed very lively and he had a good appetite.

Even when they were managing the stables, the five of them could still find joy in the midst of hardship and talk about everything.

But now, following the emperor, I am trapped in the central military camp. I have no worries about food and drink, and my life is comfortable... but there is obviously less interaction between people.

Even my cousin Yang Biao looked listless, as if he had lost his happiness.

Yang Biao came strolling over and said, "Brother, the Chanyu has fallen into a trap. Great changes are expected to occur in the near future."

"Well, considering Minister Zhao's behavior, he has been very cautious to have delayed until today."

Yang Qi stood in front of the fence, looking at the new recruits eating breakfast in the east camp. They were wearing brand new uniforms, which looked bright red at the moment.

Yang Qi couldn't help but feel sad: "If Wang Yun had been half as cautious as he was back then, how could the court have fallen to this state?"

In order to consolidate his position and establish his authority, Cai Yong killed people without hesitation and left no chance for the people of Liangzhou to survive.

Now, Cai Yong’s daughter has been hidden by Zhao Ji, and he is even compiling teaching materials for the Hu Ben army.

No matter how unfilial Cai Zhaoji was, she would have slightly adjusted the order of importance of some classics, which was enough to make Wang Yun and the people of Taiyuan serve as negative examples.

Jia Xu even came with the army, but did not show up in public, for fear of arousing the vigilance of the people of Taiyuan.

This poisonous snake is hiding in the dark. How can the people of Taiyuan survive?
Yang Qi did not feel sorry. All the counties in the world were in ruins, so why should Taiyuan be the only one to remain unscathed?

He even used the Huns to block the roads and watched the imperial court die without any help. He deserves to die!
Not to mention these ministers, even the officials who survived the eastward migration with the emperor were all full of energy.

While the two were chatting, they saw Da Changqiu Shi Qian leave the camp and head east to the eastern camp to find Zhao Ji.

The two brothers looked at each other and went to wash up in tacit understanding.

Liu Xie was a light sleeper, and living in the military camp gave him a unique sense of peace.

After washing up, all the ministers came to have breakfast with him.

Liu Xie still had a stern face and was not smiling.

After Yang Zhong, Fu Wan and the other five people were seated, Huochequan also led several important kings and clan elders to the table.

Liu Xie asked, "How was the Chanyu last night?"

"I am fine, thank you for your love and care, Your Majesty."

Huochuquan looked around and asked, "Why isn't Minister Zhao here?"

Fu Wan replied, "Minister Zhao is in charge of military affairs and eats and drinks with the soldiers. He only pays respects to Your Majesty during his free time at noon."

Huochequan nodded and bowed to Liu Xie: "Your Majesty, the soldiers of Xi'an County are rebelling, and I am worried that my people will be in panic. I beg Your Majesty to allow me to send an important official back to the camp to pacify the people."

"can."

Liu Xie agreed with a smile, he believed he still had some face.

Huochequan also breathed a sigh of relief and raised his glass to toast: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Liu Xie smiled, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

(End of this chapter)