"The Iron Fan Pass is ahead!" Someone shouted, pointing to the majestic pass ahead. After hearing this, Uncle Song Yu opened the curtain from the carriage, built a pergola and looked into the distance. He saw the winding mountains, and among the majestic mountains, a majestic pass stood proudly.
This is the Iron Fan Pass, one of the most important levels in Daguang. I don¡¯t know how many enemy attacks I have blocked for Daguang. I just don¡¯t know what will happen to Iron Fan Pass this time? Will it continue to be a strong barrier for Daguang, or will it become the source of trouble for Daguang?
The one escorting Uncle Song Yu was a hundred-man imperial army with bright armor. Although the number was small, they were elite. But this is just An'an Song Yushu's heart. Compared with the hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers in the border army, no matter how many guards there are, they are just in vain.
In addition to this group of Imperial Guards, there were dozens of large vehicles. When the imperial court sends ministers to express condolences to the laboring troops, they will never be so shabby and leave empty-handed, but will always bring a lot of material goods for the laboring troops.
The large group of troops were discovered by the border troops guarding the city before they even approached Iron Fan Pass. With a shout, dozens of cavalrymen rushed over, raising a cloud of dust and stopping in front of the convoy. This made the arrogant soldiers of the Royal Forest Army curse and curse. After all, their status was too low. They only knew that they were escorting the Yushi doctor Laojun, but they did not know the danger involved. After all, the border troops did not officially raise a flag for rebellion.
"Are you sending food? Damn it," the cavalry officer leading the team spat out a mouthful of phlegm and scolded: "You idiot, it took so many days to deliver food, you want to starve us to death. Hey, this time it is delivered Why are there so few things? Are you the first batch of people?"
"Bold!" Xiao Qi of the Royal Forest Army scolded: "Master Song, the imperial censor of the day, is here, why don't you pay your respects as soon as possible! You are looking for death!"
Song Yushu was shocked and secretly annoyed that Xiao Qi could be so reckless. But seeing the shocked expression on the face of the military officer over there, he quickly rolled off his saddle and half-knelt on the ground: "Song Bao, the young scout leader, meets your lord!"
The other cavalrymen should also be scouts. They were all shocked when they heard the words. They rolled off their horses, bowed their heads and bowed. The scout leader and even many of the official military positions in the imperial court were just military positions. The difference between him and the first-class Sangong official is beyond reasonable calculation.
Song Yushu relaxed a little this time. Although he was stubborn in his principles, he was not the kind of desperado who was not afraid of death. Instead, he cherished the beautiful life. It's just that when life and his principles conflict with each other, he prefers principles. At this moment, he was slightly relieved. These border soldiers were so respectful to him, which meant that the majesty of the imperial court was still in their hearts.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? So even though Tie Zhushi has not yet subdued the men and horses in Iron Fan Pass, these soldiers are still loyal to Da Guang. At least the lower-class soldiers still are. Thinking of this, Uncle Song Yu's expression softened and he said warmly: "No need to be polite, I am here to work on behalf of the imperial court and the emperor!"
Song Bao was a rough man. He only knew that the imperial censor was a high official, but he didn't know what the official position was. Seeing Uncle Song Yu's gentle tone, he couldn't help complaining boldly: "The imperial court doesn't know what happened. It's been almost a month since they sent food, grass and luggage. Brothers are going hungry!"
Uncle Song Yu smiled slightly, he knew this. But there is nothing that can be done about it. The biggest means for the imperial court to control the army lies in food and material supplies. In the world before Fu Shuo, before the Song Dynasty, generals not only managed troops and horses, but also had to raise their own food and pay and make their own weapons. It even has local management rights. This has the potential to become a powerful force. Once the authority of the central court declines, it will be easy for local governments to segregate themselves and form a warlord situation in vassal towns. This reached its peak after the emergence of Jiedushi after the mid-Tang Dynasty.
But after the Song Dynasty, this situation ended. Various systems began to be put in place to limit the power of generals, just as Fu said when he created the way of reincarnation in the underworld. There are many social systems that no one could have imagined before they were introduced. But after I came out, I felt it was so simple.
Although the system of the Song Dynasty was not perfect, it effectively restricted the generals from exercising power. In the time and space after the Song Dynasty, there was no longer a country with warriors and separatist vassal towns. Although the result is that the power of generals is restricted to the greatest extent, resulting in military weakness.
But in later generations, during the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the experience of the Song Dynasty was absorbed. Although the generals were still suppressed, the methods were much more sophisticated than those in the Song Dynasty. At least the generals had greater autonomy on the battlefield. The most important method is to use logistical constraints to prevent the army from having too much food and pay. This is the only way to strangle the army's neck. No matter how powerful the army is, they still need to eat. Once the army rebels, the ten days of food in their hands will not be enough. Even looting civilians is of no use. An army of 100,000 people will consume more materials than anyone imagined. Looting can only replenish a small part at most, and the entire army will be exhausted in a month at most. To collapse.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: This is now the only thing the court can do??Rely on it! Even if Uncle Song Yu went out to work this time, he wouldn't bring too many things with him. And they are all wine and meat, which are considered "luxury goods" rather than "daily necessities". Otherwise, if the border troops had rebelled, Uncle Song Yu would bring a large amount of supplies there, which would be like sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth.
News was passed on very quickly in the army. Before the entire convoy reached Iron Fan Pass, the guard general from Guanzhong came out with his men to greet them. They even set up a red carpet with incense tables and scattered flowers. Lying down on the ground from a distance: "Last general, General Mao Dafang, the general guarding the Iron Fan Pass, pays homage to the Imperial Censor, Mr. Song!"
This general is a second-rank general, but Song Yushu is a first-rank official. What's more, civil and military careers are different, and the status of military generals is not as good as that of civilian officials. Mao Dafang was naturally very respectful when he saw Song Yushu.
Seeing such a battle, Uncle Song Yu was completely relieved. It seemed that he would not have to die on this errand this time. Uncle Song Yu was different from others. If someone else was working hard under such circumstances, he would have to comfort him first, and he would have to be careful to win over Mao Dafang.
But Song Yushu couldn't play such a trick, and just said: "General Mao, does he know why the imperial court's food and salary have not arrived for so long?" Without waiting for Mao Dafang's embarrassed reply, he continued: "The imperial court is suspicious of you. !¡±
As soon as these words came out, the generals behind Mao Dafang all started to coax him. Mao Dafang suddenly broke out in cold sweat, wondering why this imperial censor didn't understand the slightest rules, how could he talk like this. But when I think about it, this person is Uncle Song Yu, and I feel a little clearer.
It is not a recent thing that the name Song Yushu has spread all over the world. Even when Fu didn't say anything, he used a memorial to persuade Emperor Qing'an, and directly scolded Emperor Qing'an bloody. At that time, this incident had already spread throughout the world.
Emperor Qing'an was so angry that he took Uncle Song Yu to the prison. He tried several times to kill this guy who had embarrassed him and scolded him. But since Song Yushu was imprisoned, students and scholars wrote to Fu Que every day, begging the emperor to spare Song Yushu.
The more Emperor Qing'an acted like this, the angrier he became, but the less he could kill Song Yushu. At any rate, he also knew that he was in the wrong and actually killed Song Yushu, his own reputation, and the history books of future generations So after being imprisoned for more than a year, Song Yushu was finally released and rushed back to his hometown.
After Fu Shuo came to power, he invited Song Yushu back and became the censor Zhongcheng. Even when the Taoist palace was showing off its might and killed the young imperial censor, he stood up righteously and stood directly under the blade of the deacon of the Taoist palace.
"There are no ministers in the court who say a word, but the little imperial envoy dares to speak out!" These words came out of Fu Shuo's mouth, and they immediately spread throughout the world. This little envoy is not only talking about the imperial censor, but also the uncle Song Yu in front of him. Even folk storytellers turned this incident into a story and sung it. Uncle Song Yu's reputation for being upright was known even to the lowest class of people.
Those scout cavalry just now were so respectful when they saw Uncle Song Yu roll his saddle and dismount. Not only because of his official position, but also because Uncle Song Yu is now an ordinary citizen, standing here. Those men who are fighting will also bow down sincerely.
The generals at the lower level were all extremely angry and started shouting. But the generals at the top were all sweating profusely. Suddenly there was no one to maintain order. Even those men who are fighting are not all lumps of wood, their brains are full of muscles. It is impossible for someone who can hold an official position to be a completely reckless man. They screamed for a while, and when they saw that their superiors not only did not stop shouting, but were all sweating, they understood a little bit in their hearts.
For a time, the whole scene calmed down. All the subordinate generals glanced at the superior officers in surprise.
Da Guang ruled the world for three hundred years. The reputation of righteousness is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. What's more, this is the most elite frontier army in the imperial court, and their food, salary and treatment are excellent, even better than those of the soldiers in the Beijing camp. Moreover, the control of these border troops was extremely tight. Not only were military generals commanding the troops, but also imperial envoys were monitoring them. In the past, the emperor even sent eunuchs to supervise the troops. Food, wages, and supplies were all controlled by the Ministry of Household Affairs. They would rather go to trouble than organize civilians to deliver ten and a half days' worth of food and grass at a time.
"These subordinate generals have never had any thoughts of rebellion, and they are already thinking about it if their superiors really lose their temper and want to rebel. He must not mix things up, he must draw a clear line early, let alone bring order to the chaos, cut off Shangguan's head and present it to the court to prove his innocence and loyalty. He must not let these rebellious officials and traitors be implicated. Rebellion is an act of confiscating the family and exterminating the clan. Not only will you be killed, but your wife, children, children, and even the clan will also be in trouble. There must be no ambiguity!
Therefore, they gradually showed a fierce look and stared at their superiors. There were only two or three senior generals who knew something about the inside story, and they were originally somewhat at odds with each other. See you now?Such a situation made me feel miserable. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)