First Minister of Ming Dynasty Chapter 618

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Feng Guoyong's illness came on suddenly. A few days ago, he was still exploring the terrain and drawing the route of the army, but all of a sudden, he had a high fever, vomiting and diarrhea, and even his lips were blue and purple.

Feng Guosheng and others once thought he was poisoned, and the angry generals immediately searched for the murderer. After some searching, he found nothing.

But Fu Youde found some suspicious signs. For example, two of the personal soldiers who went to reconnaissance with Feng Guoyong that day actually fell ill, and they were even more serious than Feng Guoyong. One of them was dead.

Asking another person, Fu Youde learned that they went to reconnaissance that day, and they encountered a clear spring on the road. The water quality was very good, and it turned out to be sweet to drink, so he packed a skin bag and gave it to Feng Guo to quench his thirst.

After Feng Guoyong drank it, he also said that he should mark the spring so that it can be used by the army when the army marches westward.

Fu Youde immediately went to look for it, and finally found this spring. As he said, it was extremely clear and the water quality was good, but Fu Youde wasn't sure whether it was poisonous or not. Then he got some water and fed it to a horse.

To Fu Youde's surprise, the horse jumped and jumped, and nothing happened.

After several days of waiting, it was like this.

Fu Youde was puzzled, the water was fine, so what was the problem?

He was not reconciled, and continued to inquire, and finally found a few woodcutters. After asking, Fu Youde heard a statement that there was a strange snake hidden in the ground that would spit into the water... As long as you see the water splashing, it is a poisonous snake For the trouble, in the next few days, don't drink the water, no matter how clear it is, or it will be poisoned.

The so-called poisonous snake theory is naturally false. But the miracle of natural creation is beyond people's imagination. Perhaps this spring erupts from time to time, and after the eruption, some poisonous things will be brought out from the ground.

Fu Youde didn't know about this, but he inquired extensively and heard many special stories... Someone told a group of Yuan soldiers, about 300 people, who suddenly died somewhere. I heard that Princess Xixia took their lives.

After another caravan entered the desert, it disappeared.

I heard that in the worst case, soldiers of over a thousand yuan escorted a group of prisoners through, but the entire army was wiped out. In the end, only one military doctor escaped.

Since then, the military doctor has remained silent and has become like a fool. People say that he has been robbed of his soul.

All kinds of rumors made Fu Youde shudder.

It is said that the sixteen states of Yanyun and Yun are the pain of the Central Plains. In fact, the Hexi region had cut off its connection with the Central Plains as early as after the An-Shi Rebellion.

Then came the rise of Western Xia, which completely cut off the connection between the Western Regions and the Central Plains, and then came the rise of the Yuan Dynasty. Although Dayuan ruled the world, the land of Shaanxi and Gansu was entrusted to many princes and nobles and turned into their pastures.

Geography and humanities are all different, even the language barrier is different, and the appearance is very different. It is really difficult to make a large-scale advance under such conditions.

Guns and arrows, mountains, rivers, and even a stream can take away the lives of soldiers.

Facing this vast unknown, human life is too fragile.

The sky is high and the earth is wide, and the mountains and rivers are boundless.

Standing under the crescent moon, all I can feel is a small fear.

With a weak body, how can you master such a vast and complex area?

Continue to march?

Or... it's better to go home!

Above the tall buildings in Liangzhou, Feng Guoyong was reclining on a chair, with several layers of wolfskin mattresses under him to make him more comfortable.

Ding Pulang, Feng Guosheng, Fu Youde, and other generals all rushed over, looking at him one by one, enduring their grief and not daring to speak.

Who knew that Feng Guoyong smiled, "No matter how difficult it is now, can it be compared to the difficulty of connecting the Western Han Dynasty to the Western Regions? The Han Dynasty was created from nothing, and Zhang Qian was dead! Blood BMW... Which time was it not tens of thousands of casualties? Did the Han Dynasty retreat? Are you panic? Did our ancestors stop because of this?"

Feng Guoyong questioned repeatedly, and several generals blushed. Feng Guosheng also said, "It is true that the big Han never retreated, and that's why the Western Regions were merged into the Central Plains. It is never easy to open up new territories and overcome obstacles. It's just..."

"Just what? It's just that I can die as a pawn, but can't I die as a great governor?" Feng Guo used a long sigh, "Think about it clearly, one person is not worth mentioning, life and death are disillusioned, human life is like a lamp, and a gust of wind comes, It may be extinguished. But when tens of thousands of people gather together, it is a raging fire, covering the sky and the sun, which cannot be blown out or broken up! Our ancestors could open up the Western Regions and perform unprecedented feats. We are just repeating the actions of our ancestors. If you can't even do this, then you're really ashamed of your ancestors?"

Feng Guoyong took a breath and continued: "Entering Yunnan, developing Liaodong, and using troops in the northwest... We are repaying the debt, and we are also developing, restoring the territory of the Han family, and casting the glory of China. Zhang Xiang has been ardently advocated these years, and we are also Engraved in my heart, isn't that what I care about!"

"I, Feng Guoyong, put my body lightly, and my homeland the most important thing... If it was because of me that the major event of recovering Hexi was delayed, I would not be able to rest my eyes!"

Speaking of which, Feng Guoyong couldn't help coughing. Feng Guosheng quickly brought a cup of tea to his brother's mouth and slapped him on the back.

After a long while, Feng Guoyong recovered, with a hint of ruddy on his pale face, and then he said again: "I just said the first point, that is to have confidence and not back down. We must never give up our homeland, otherwise we will be sorry to our ancestors. , I'm sorry for the descendants. Next, I will say the second point, we must be careful in the future, we must be careful with every grass and every tree. We must learn the wisdom of survival from the local people. "

"Also, I remember that Zhang Xiang was in Peiping, and he implemented the method of filtering water. We must promote it. We must drink hot water, and we must not eat unclean things. We must be sincere, treat the local people well, and help them work. Make friends with them and solve problems. We must resolutely take back the pastures of the kings of Shaanxi and Gansu, and distribute their horses, cattle and sheep to the common people. Whether it is Han people or Semu people."

"You have to remember my words. We stand under the sky, although we are small as sand, but our hearts can cover the world and run through the past and the present."

Feng Guoyong added: "I have already asked Zhang Xiang to help me sort out many ancient books of the Han and Tang Dynasties, especially those about the Western Regions, and they have been delivered without stopping. You all need to study hard, and you need to investigate the local people's conditions, and put the books on the scroll. Putting things together with reality, we must look for the footprints of our predecessors, and we must also write down what we have seen and heard, and leave it to future generations.”

Feng Guoyong never tires of the trouble, covers all aspects, and carefully warns everyone.

He spoke more and more quickly, but his qi became weaker and weaker. Feng Guosheng was worried and couldn't help but said, "Brother, rest for now, don't worry, let's talk slowly."

Feng Guoyong smiled slightly, but did not agree, but asked, "Combing your hair, have you learned the Kyoto style for combing your hair?"

A question made Feng Guosheng almost teary-eyed, and he quickly said, "It's already arranged, I'll be here soon."

Feng Guoyong nodded and murmured: "It's easy to restore mountains and rivers, but it's difficult to restore China! It's a pity that I can't see that day. Now. Guosheng, you remember, don't send me back to my hometown, just bury me in this land of Liangzhou. My grave is here, and I am here to watch you. From now on, you can only allow me Go forward, don't go back... Can the big guy do it?"

Feng Guosheng immediately fell to his knees, Fu Youde, Ding Pulang and others also knelt on one knee, sobbing.

"Great Governor, don't worry! We all understand that Shanhe Sheji is far above our own personal honor and humiliation. Even if we die, we will not take half a step back!"

A smile finally appeared on Feng Guoyong's face. At this time, the stairs rang, and someone led a few women up. They were wearing Yingtian clothes and wearing Yingtian hair accessories.

Just came up, his face was panicked, and he was very scared.

Feng Guoyong lowered his face slightly, and the generals quickly turned their heads and explained to the women, so that they would not misunderstand, there was no such bad intentions.

I just want to ask them to show it here, so that they can leave safely.

After a while, several women calmed down, and the woman who took the lead took the initiative to say that she would sing Liangzhou ci.

Feng Guoyong was overjoyed, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.com hurriedly asked them to sing.

The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, a lonely city of Wanren Mountain.

Why bamboo flute complain willow, spring is not degree Pass.

The voices of the women were slightly hoarse, and the tones were a little confused, but Feng Guoyong didn't care, his face was full of smiles.

Heard it over and over again.

After listening, Feng Guoyong asked his brothers to support him, struggled to get up, and slapped them.

Then Feng Guoyong sat down again, smiled and said: "Masters, if one day, the people of Hexi, and even the children of the Western Regions, can recite this poem as many as possible, we will be considered a success."

Everyone endured their grief, "Don't worry, the Governor, we will teach the soldiers now, and let them teach the people!"

Feng Guoyong nodded, but then said: "This poem is not the best after all, lonely city, resentment, not saving... After all, it is a work of literati, always with a little resentment, lacking the courage to swallow mountains and rivers, good It's good, but it can't be morale-boosting or motivating."

Ding Pulang said: "Who said no? Although I don't know the language and calligraphy, what does it mean that the spring breeze does not cross the Yumen Pass? Let's take the soldiers and kill the Yumen Pass and go to the Western Regions!"

Feng Guoyong nodded again and again, "Yes, this is the spirit of a general."

While he was talking, he suddenly flew to him.

"Great Governor, there is an imperial decree, plus a poem by Zhang Xiang!"

"Zhang Xiang's poem? What did you write?" Feng Guoyong asked hurriedly.

The messenger hurriedly unfolded and said in a loud voice, "The Huaixi children have gone to the Tianshan Mountains before the general's money has been returned. The newly planted willows will be three thousand miles away, which will attract the spring breeze to pass through Yuguan."

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