Chapter Four Hundred and Sixty Seven: Wind Direction
Chang'an quite agrees: "Chang Ningbo does have some skills."
Because Chang Ningbo was going to go out with the army, he had to check Chang Ningbo's life carefully.
At this time, Yu Youyao thought of her cousin, if the person who was talking to her at this time was her cousin, she only said three points, and her cousin would be able to understand twelve points.
But think about it carefully, yes!
There is only one Yin Huaixi in the world, who is unique in the world, and Lang Yan is unique.
Yu Youyao calmed down, and continued: "Look, even you agree with Chang Ningbo quite a bit. If you think about it carefully, one is a veteran in the army who has experienced many battles and is famous, and the other is only fifteen years old. With a broken leg and a weak young son, he can't even go to the battlefield, and can only sit in the rear. If this battle is won, as the chief general, my cousin is famous, but in terms of credit, you think he can compare with him. Chang Ningbo?"
People are preconceived.
Waiting for his cousin to be weak everywhere, Chang Ningbo, a seasoned veteran like Chang Ningbo, is more in line with others' expectations of victory. The anti-insurgency army has entered Shandong, and there has been no movement for several months.
The ruling and opposition parties already had doubts, and even those who originally supported Yin Huaixi gradually changed their minds.
If Shandong wins the battle, everyone will take it for granted that Chang Ningbo won the battle.
Chang'an understood: "We want to take advantage of the fact that the victory in Shandong is not yet decided, and publicize the young master's unparalleled wisdom. The credit and influence of this battle belong to the young master alone." Miss Biao's brain is really powerful , compared to the young master, Changan looked at Yu Youyao with admiration: "Then what about the third reason?"
Yu Youyao said lightly: "After His Highness King You is rehabilitated, what's next?"
This time, Chang An's brains came alive, and he quickly said: "Of course it is to restore the ancestral temple. The old prince is dead, and the young master should inherit the prince."
Yu Youyao smiled: "You must know that once my cousin inherits the king, it means that he will inherit Youzhou's 300,000 soldiers and horses to guard Youzhou at the same time, but judging from the current situation, there are still variables in this matter. Another seal is all in the emperor's mind, and what we need to do is to let everyone in the world understand that my cousin has the ability to hold military power and town Youzhou."
Chang An was taken aback for a moment: "Just by writing a script?"
Yu Youyao smiled: "Cousin must have made arrangements, I don't need to do anything else, so as not to cause complications and self-defeating, the story is enough, so that people can see it, fighting depends on brains, not force, broken legs It's not a big deal, there have been countless civil servants leading troops throughout the ages, and civil servants have no strength to restrain a chicken, so is it possible that they can still go to the battlefield?"
She wants to dispel the prejudice of the world against her cousin's "broken leg".
Chang An was stunned again.
Yu Youyao said again: "Li Shimin led the army at the age of 14, and Huo Qubing led the army at the age of 17. Throughout the ages, there are many young generals who lead the army. My cousin went to the battlefield at the age of 12, fought against the Di people, and turned the tide. This laid the foundation for the first battle in Youzhou. He led the army at the age of fifteen, and defeated Li Qiguang from Shandong, who even the Marquis of Wei Ning dared not lead his troops to, and he did not hesitate to use excuses to refuse to fight, how can such achievements not be compared with the famous generals of the past?"
She also wanted to dispel the world's prejudice against her cousin's young age.
The prejudices of the world were broken, the cousin inherited the kingship and took charge of the army, Zhenyou Prefecture became the popular expectation, and coupled with the arrangement made by the cousin, everything was a matter of course.
Chang'an's brain is weak, and his work efficiency is good, and he will do his best to do what he ordered.
In a few days!
What Yin Huaixi did in Shandong was written into a storybook and spread in Beijing.
The Shushuo masters in the major restaurants and teahouses are all talking about Yin Huaixi, the son of King You, who is a tiger father without a dog son,
The deeds of Zhizhan Shandong Li Qiguang.
The wind direction in Beijing often also represents the wind direction in the world.
After hearing Chang'an's report, Yu Youyao asked Chang'an to quietly take her out of the mansion under the pretext of practicing calligraphy and not allowing disturbance, and went to a restaurant owned by her mother on Chang'an Avenue.
It was noon, and the lobby of the restaurant was filled with high-shelf seats of all kinds.
Yu Youyao put on men's clothes and pretended to be the young son of a wealthy family in Beijing. She took a token to the shopkeeper of the restaurant. The shopkeeper saw that it was a token from Yu's house, and quickly nodded and bowed: "So it's from the owner's house. The owner has reserved the best private room, please, please."
Yu Youyao only nodded, but didn't speak.
The shopkeeper of the restaurant greeted her, and she was well-informed. She disguised herself as a man, and she was not good at disguising. She could be said to be a man and a woman, but she was afraid that she would reveal her secrets when she opened her mouth. In her own restaurant, she would not make a fuss. What a bad thing, but to avoid trouble, it's better not to expose it as much as possible.
Chang'an, who pretended to be Yu Youyao's servant, nodded, "I'll show you the way, Master Lao."
The private rooms are elegantly arranged, and you can have a panoramic view of the downstairs when you sit on the terrace.
A storyteller who was over 40 years old set up a long case, holding a gavel in his hand, stroked his beard, and said: "Speaking of which, the case of King You has caused widespread complaints from all over the world, and Li Qiguang from Shandong is even trying to stand up for the heavens." Xingdao, in the name of pleading for his life, openly launched a large-scale rebellion in Shandong, and it is reported that countless people died in the rebellion..."
The storyteller is very eloquent, and he understands the essence of suppressing first and then exalting.
Starting with Li Qiguang's rebellion, none of the military generals of the Manchu Dynasty dared to lead the army.
Mr. Storyteller slapped the gavel and turned up the volume: "Why is this?!"
Just five words, thought-provoking, immediately mastered the rhythm of storytelling.
At that moment, there was a martial artist dressed up as a person from the rivers and lakes, who asked loudly: "What kind of a mob is it? There were not a few rebellions in the Great Zhou Dynasty over the years. Which time, when the imperial cavalry arrived, this mob, Just like birds and beasts, they will be defeated."
Immediately there was someone below——
"Yes, it's just a mob. There are many generals in the imperial court who are good at fighting. Why can't we just take Li Qiguang?"
"Is Li Qiguang really that powerful? Even the veteran generals in the court dare not fight?"
"Could it be that there is something unusual about Shandong?"
"..."
"Pa—" Another gavel, and the whole room was silent.
Mr. Storyteller didn’t make a fool of himself anymore: “If you want to know the situation in Shandong, let me tell you in detail. This can be traced back to the time when the Great Zhou Dynasty was still undecided…”
Mr. Storyteller started from Emperor Gaozu’s personal conquest, crusade against Dongyi, pacified Shandong, moved the people displaced by the war to Shandong, implemented benevolent governance, and encouraged farming. He talked about those who survived the war. Those who can look like a human being are even more ruthless among ruthless people.
The complex clan situation in Shandong was formed under the background of mixed ethnic groups and three religions and nine streams.
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