The northern borderline had just been stabilized, and Jiang Pengji had to rush to the frontlines with her troops. She could only appoint her confidant to deal with the aftermath of the northern borderline.
The northern borderline had been renamed Bei Zhou and was officially included in Jiang Pengji's sphere of influence.
However, for convenience's sake, the northern borderline was still the northern borderline.
Sun Wen was appointed as the deputy governor of Bei Zhou.
Qiguan Rang stayed behind in Chongzhou to govern the prefecture and to support Sun Wen to stabilize the northern borderline.
Apart from that, Jiang Pengji also asked Fu Wang to stay behind and guard the two prefectures.
Jiang Pengji had thought about these decisions carefully.
Sun Wen was over 40 years old. Although he was not considered old, he could not run around with the army.
They had just gone through a huge battle. Jiang Pengji decided to let Sun Wen have a good "vacation" and stay behind to handle government affairs.
Qiguan Rang was familiar with the affairs of Chongzhou. He was cautious and thorough. He and Sun Wen should work well together.
As the commander-in-chief of the three armies, Fu Wang had high prestige in the army. If he guarded the two prefectures, she believed that no one would dare to provoke him.
Sun Wen, who did not know anything, was grateful. His arms and legs were old and needed to rest for a while.
Only Qiguan Rang looked indifferent.
For Jiang Pengji's strategists, going to war was equivalent to a paid vacation. Staying at home was worse than death!
The lord really had a "true love" for Sun Wen.
Before conquering the northern borderline, they barely had enough manpower. Now that they had the territory of the northern borderline, they were starting to lack manpower again.
Thinking of the days when he had to work overtime, Qiguan Rang fanned his feather fan even more quickly.
Jiang Pengji arranged for him to stay in Chongzhou, but the focus of his work was still related to the northern borderline.
Although the remnants of the northern borderline were almost wiped out, after the baptism of war, the economy and politics of the northern borderline had suffered a huge blow. Qiguan Rang and Sun Wen guarded the northern borderline together to deal with the aftermath. Only then could Jiang Pengji truly feel at ease and have no worries.
Sun Wen was still a newbie. Faced with Jiang Pengji's trust, he was touched and his heart warmed.
As for Qiguan Rang …
He could already foresee the coming year of dire straits.
Before they left, Jiang Pengji threw a problem to the two of them. "Previously, in order to create more trouble for the northern borderline, Zixiao encouraged the ordinary herdsmen of the northern borderline to raise rabbits and sheep under my instruction. These two little things look harmless to humans and animals, but once there are too many of them, the Northern Borderline's pasture will suffer a destructive blow. Fortunately, the scale was still very small, and the rabbits and sheep did not cause too much damage to the Northern Borderline. This matter will be handed over to the two of you to supervise. The government will do their best to encourage the people to hunt wild rabbits and goats. "
Qiguan Rang secretly clicked his tongue.
He knew very well who came up with the Rabbit and Sheep Strategy.
But the lord took the blame and anxiously defended Zixiao — if this wasn't true love, what was it?
Sun Wen frowned and said, "If the government buys the rabbits and goats from the herdsmen, the herdsmen will only raise more."
If that was the case, it would instead look like the government was encouraging the herdsmen to raise rabbits and sheep.
Jiang Pengji smiled and said, "That's simple. Lower the purchase price of domestic rabbits and goats, and raise the price of wild rabbits and goats. When there's not much profit to be made from domestic animals, the herdsmen will naturally turn their attention to the prey on the grasslands. In carrying out this plan, we must pay attention to those who fish in troubled waters. We can't let them use domesticated rabbits and sheep as wild ones … "
It was not easy to distinguish between domesticated and wild, but Jiang Pengji believed that this problem would not stump the two people in front of her.
In addition to eliminating wild rabbits and goats, Jiang Pengji also asked people to prepare many drought-resistant and cold-resistant plants, such as Chinese sandalwood.
Chongzhou's Chinese sandalwood was the main source of Xuan paper. Chongzhou alone might not be able to supply it.
There were many places in the Northern Borderline that had similar geographical conditions to Chongzhou. Jiang Pengji felt that they could try to import them.
Regarding the aftermath of the Northern Borderline, Jiang Pengji, Sun Wen, and Qiguan Rang discussed for a long time. After confirming that there were no major problems, they left with the troops.
Leaving Sun Wen and Qiguan Rang behind, Jiang Pengji only had Wei Ci and Feng Zhen as her strategists. There were too few people.
Passing by Wanzhou, Jiang Pengji took Feng Jin, Meng Hun, and Qi Kuang away.
Feng Jin learned of this arrangement and said faintly.
"My lord is really cold-hearted and heartless …"
It was not easy for him to have good news with Jingxian. He was anxiously waiting for the second child to germinate, but his lord took him away with a decree.
When the war was over, maybe the second child would be weaned.
Ever since he followed his lord, he realized that he had not had a good New Year for a few years.
He was either in the middle of a war or on his way to the battlefield …
Jiang Pengji pursed her lips and ignored Feng Jin's resentful gaze.
"We're almost at Hede County …"
Feng Zhen wrapped himself up into a ball and slightly lifted the curtain of the carriage. The cold wind from outside immediately rushed in and hit him in the face.
He spat twice and hurriedly lowered the curtain.
Rubbing his hands together to make them warm, Feng Zhen used a handkerchief to blow his nose and spoke vaguely.
"Every time this happens, I envy Jing Rong …"
Yang Si had brought Dian Yan to Hu County and now represented Jiang Pengji in forming an alliance with Xu Bei.
This was not the main point …
The main point was that Zhe County and Hu County were good places where it was like spring all year round. They would definitely not be as cold as here.
At the same time, the scouts at the front sent news that Huang Song had already sent an envoy to wait outside Hede County for a long time.
Jiang Pengji adjusted her armor, flicked the snow off her body, and dismounted.
"I haven't seen you in a long time … I miss you so much …"
Huang Song stepped forward to welcome her. He held Jiang Pengji's hand and said warmly, "Lanting, it's snowing heavily outside. Let's go into the tent and catch up."
Wei Ci followed behind Jiang Pengji. His gaze swept past Huang Song's hand. His ink-black brows furrowed imperceptibly, but he quickly regained his composure.
"After a few years, Lanting has gained Song's admiration. If we destroy the traitors of the Northern Borderline, the Han borders will be safe for a hundred years. "
Jiang Pengji laughed coldly and said, "The Northern Borderline coveted something they shouldn't have. They deserve this."
After entering the main tent, Huang Song took the initiative to let Jiang Pengji sit on the right and he sat on the left as a sign of respect.
Jiang Pengji glanced at the people in Huang Song's tent. Other than a few familiar faces, the rest were unfamiliar.
"It's a joyous occasion today. Song has specially prepared a simple vegetarian banquet. I hope Lanting won't mind."
"Is there any good wine?"
He knew Jiang Pengji's temperament. She never liked to beat around the bush. It was easier to gain her favor by being straightforward.
Huang Song laughed heartily. "Although alcohol is prohibited in the army, why not make an exception for Lanting today? There's plenty of good wine … "
"From what I see, Bogao has recruited many capable officials and generals in recent years."
Huang Song said humbly, "It's not as good as the number of talents in Lanting's tent. Each of them is a dragon among men."
Jiang Pengji reclined lazily. She held a wine cup in her right hand and rested it on her straightened right knee. Her eyes were slightly tipsy, and the corners of her lips curled into a frivolous smile.
"Bogao is being too humble. I wonder if I have the honor to get to know them?"
This was not a big problem. Of course, Huang Song would not refuse.
He began with the most trusted strategist in the tent, Feng Jue.
"This person looks very familiar. He looks like an old friend. He's very amiable …" Huang Song introduced Nie Xun. Jiang Pengji narrowed her eyes slightly. Her languid voice sounded a little intoxicated. She waved her left hand at Nie Xun. "I've unknowingly drunk too much. Can you come forward and let me take a closer look?"
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