Nine Hundred and Twenty Seventh: Rabbit and Sheep Poison Policy (2)

"See my lord."

Feng Zhen and Qi Guan arrived one after the other, and they sat on the left and right.

"You don't need to be too polite, I called you here for one thing." Jiang Pengji said, "I have suggested the matter of preparing for the Northern Xinjiang before, but now it is enough to cultivate my health and rest. I plan to do it in the spring of next year. But this matter is still I want to see your opinion..."

The two were stunned for a moment, completely unprepared.

Following a protagonist who says that the wind is the rain, you can enjoy the strange excitement every moment.

Qi Guan asked, "What news did your lord receive?"

If there is no external stimulation, the protagonist of my family will not go crazy at every turn.

Jiang Pengji frowned and told about today's experience.

They stationed troops in Shangyu County. Although it was the border of the grassland, there were already many traces of hares. One could imagine what the situation would be like in the northern border where the pasture was more abundant. Her intuition told her that next year would be the best time to fight. If she played fast, she would be able to turn around and join the melee of the princes in the Central Plains after a short rest, and then she would be able to take advantage of it. If this opportunity is missed, it will be hard to say.

However, fighting a war requires accurate intelligence and a credible plan, not relying on her intuition alone.

Qi Guanrang and Feng Zhen looked at each other, they also knew Wei Ci's strategy of rabbits and sheep, and now there are many traces of wild rabbits even in the border areas, it is conceivable that their strategy has worked. However, they have to carefully consider whether it is suitable to start a war.

Qi Guan stepped out to bow, and said, "My lord, in my opinion, it's best to be cautious. You can first send people to investigate the situation in the northern border. If the situation is suitable, then count the food, grass, soldiers and horses, mobilize troops to garrison the border of Chongzhou, and strengthen military training. , stay ready!"

There are many things to prepare for a war, not only to find out the enemy's intelligence, but also to ensure their own supply lines.

Fortunately, it was decided to farm a large number of farmland in Chongzhou that year, and several strategically significant farming sites were selected.

When the grain is harvested in autumn this year, it will be the third year of Chongzhou's farming, and the grain and grass will be enough to support this large-scale war.

The existence of Tuntian not only allows them to reduce the loss of grain transportation, but also supports them flexibly, so that they are not afraid of the enemy interfering with the grain transportation route.

Fengzhen came out to second the proposal.

Jiang Pengji said, "I know this reason too, I just want to let you guys know first."

Qi Guan let the two of them secretly breathe a sigh of relief, as long as the lord doesn't have a convulsion, he will go to fight Beijiang tomorrow, everything is easy to talk about.

As far as the entire Chongzhou is concerned, no one knows the situation in Northern Xinjiang better than the Cui family.

Jiang Pengji sent someone to invite Cui Yu, the Patriarch of the Cui family.

She expended energy to win over the Cui family, not only to use the Cui family to compete against other Chongzhou gentry, but also because of their connections.

Since Gu Xin used a bunch of glass products to defraud Beijiang of a sum of money according to Jiang Pengji's wishes, he withdrew his business from Beijiang.

This also meant that Jiang Pengji lost an eyeliner for Northern Xinjiang.

Fortunately, Cui's appearance made up for the shortcoming.

Since Cui Yu boarded Jiang Pengji's boat, Cui's status in Chongzhou has risen.

In the past two years, Cui's vigorous production of rice paper has not only made a lot of money, but also won unprecedented fame and status.

The whole family wanted to confess Jiang Pengji as the God of Wealth.

In order to express his determination, Cui Yu also took the initiative to ask for a position that does not involve real power and will not arouse suspicion.

"See my lord."

Cui Yu saluted, then nodded slightly to Qi Guan Rang and Feng Zhen, and only agreed to sit down after being polite.

Jiang Pengji asked, "Chong Huan, I didn't call you here for anything else, there is something I want to ask."

Cui Yu said respectfully, "My lord, just ask, and I will tell you everything."

"Your Cui family has been running the business in Northern Xinjiang. Have you found anything unusual in the past six months?"

If it were someone else, they would definitely not like Cui's doing business in Chongzhou and earning money from Beijiang, like a weed on the wall.

Cui Yu also wanted to give up the business in northern Xinjiang at first.

Compared to the rice paper business and the secret recipe for casting rice paper that Jiang Pengji gave him, the profits of the northern Xinjiang business are more like tasteless.

Instead of keeping Jiang Pengji's suspicion, it's better to let it go.

Jiang Pengji stepped forward to stop it, and even secretly supported Cui's business development in northern Xinjiang.

Cui Yu is a smart person, and he immediately recalled that in the past two years, he has become more and more concerned about managing the business in Northern Xinjiang.

"Abnormal place?" Cui Yu thought for a while, then said with shame, "I don't know what specific aspects?"

"The war horses produced by the northern Xinjiang horse farm, the recent life of ordinary herdsmen, the changes in the royal court and government personnel in northern Xinjiang... so much."

Jiang Pengji circled the area, and it was much easier for Cui Yu to answer.

"Because of the horse plague, there is not one out of ten horse farms in northern Xinjiang. However, the output has resumed in the past two years. It is said that the largest horse farm has more than 700 new horses this year. The breed blood is not as good as those bred before, but it is also A rare good horse." Cui Yu continued, "Ordinary herdsmen are still the same. The loss was too heavy before, and now they have not slowed down. As for the political changes in Northern Xinjiang... Maybe it was because of paranoia. Then trust the wise man and pull out... I heard that the king of Northern Xinjiang is showing signs of decline, several adult princes have been involved in political affairs, and there are faint signs of seizing the heir, many courtiers choose to stand in line openly or secretly."

Jiang Pengji frowned after hearing this.

"More than seven hundred horses? So many?"

Jiang Pengji was startled when she heard this amount.

It takes at least three years for a foal to produce a foal from birth to adulthood.

How long has it been since the horse plague in northern Xinjiang passed?

The number of 700 horses is still the output of the largest horse farm. Counting other large and small horse farms, the output of foals is at least 2,000!

Where did they get so many breeding-age mares?

Cui Yu's expression was a little dignified, and he lowered his voice and said, "My lord, here... I'm afraid I have to ask the Cangzhou Meng family."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Pengji raised her hand and smashed the table in front of her.

"Meng Zhan, an old man, will dig his ancestral grave one day! He is not afraid of leaving a bad smell forever!"

The horse farms in Dongqing are almost gathered in Cangzhou. In other words, the Meng family controls the life and death of the horse farms in Dongqing.

Without Meng's consent, how could so many pregnant mares be sent to northern Xinjiang?

Cui Yu secretly wiped his sweat, and continued, "Beijiang paid ten times the price to buy horses from the Meng family...that's why..."

"A beast that has abandoned its ancestors!" Jiang Pengji sneered.

The Meng family is the descendant of Meng Jing, the god of war in the previous dynasty, and the three tribes in northern Xinjiang are the descendants of the Qiang and Wu tribes.

Meng Jing made a lot of effort in massacring the Qiang Wu tribe.

I really don't know how these two groups of forces have the cheek to cooperate.

Jiang Pengji was angry, and the audience in the live broadcast room were startled by her sudden outburst of emotion.

After two or three years of running-in, she gradually reversed the inherent impression of the live broadcast room in the eyes of the blue barrage audience.

Now the ratio of red and blue in the live broadcast room is no longer a disparity of 19:1, but infinitely close to 1:1.

The audience of the two planes sometimes communicated friendly, and sometimes had a fierce rivalry.

The red party said that the blue party had disliked the live broadcast room for many years, why didn't they quit the live broadcast room completely and compete with them for a position.

The blue party said that the red party had occupied the live broadcast room for many years, and now it is time to abdicate and let the virtuous, let them have more contact with the anchor.