"Greetings, my lord."
Feng Zhen and Qiguan Rang arrived one after the other and took their seats.
"No need for formalities. I called you here for one thing," Jiang Pengji said. "Previously, I suggested preparing for the Northern Borderline. Now that we've rested enough, I'm preparing to make a move next spring. But I still need to hear your opinions on this matter … "
Both of them were stunned. They were not mentally prepared at all.
Following a lord who could do whatever she wanted, they could enjoy a different kind of stimulation every moment.
Qiguan Rang asked, "What news did my lord receive?"
If there was no external stimulation, his lord wouldn't go crazy with people at every turn.
Jiang Pengji frowned as she recounted the day's experience.
They stationed troops in Shangyu County. Although it was at the border of the grasslands, there were already many traces of wild rabbits. One could imagine what the situation would be like in the Northern Borderline, where the grass was more plentiful. Her intuition told her that next year was the best time to make a move. If they fought quickly, they could turn around and join the warlords in the Central Plains after a short rest. Then, they could take advantage of the situation. If they missed this opportunity, it would be hard to say.
However, fighting a war required accurate intelligence and credible plans. It could not rely on her intuition alone.
Qiguan Rang and Feng Zhen looked at each other. They also knew about the rabbit and sheep strategy that Wei Ci had implemented in the past. Now, there were even traces of wild rabbits at the border. One could imagine that their strategy was effective. However, they still had to carefully consider whether it was suitable to start a war.
Qiguan Rang stepped forward and bowed. He said, "My lord, in my opinion, it is better to be cautious. We can first send people to investigate the situation in the Northern Borderline. If the situation is suitable, then we can take stock of rations and troops. We can mobilize troops to guard the border of Chongzhou. We can strengthen the training of the troops and be ready for battle! "
There were many things to prepare for war. Not only did they have to understand the enemy's intelligence, but they also had to ensure their own supply lines.
Fortunately, they had decided to station a large number of fields in Chongzhou and selected a few fields with strategic significance.
When the autumn grain harvest came, it would be the third year of stationing fields in Chongzhou. The rations would be enough to support this large-scale war.
The existence of the fields would not only reduce the loss of grain, but they could also provide support flexibly. They would not have to worry about the enemy interfering with the grain transportation route.
Feng Zhen seconded the motion.
Jiang Pengji said, "I know this too. I'm just informing you."
Qiguan Rang and the other two secretly heaved a sigh of relief. As long as their lord did not go crazy and attack the North borderline tomorrow, everything would be fine.
In the entire Chongzhou, no one was more familiar with the situation in the northern borderline than the Cui family.
Jiang Pengji sent someone to invite Cui Yu, the head of the Cui family.
She spent so much effort to rope in the Cui family, not only to use the Cui family to contend against the other aristocratic families of Chongzhou, but also because of their connections.
Ever since Gu Xin followed Jiang Pengji's instructions and used a bunch of glass products to swindle a sum of money from the North borderline, he withdrew his business from the North borderline.
This also meant that Jiang Pengji had lost an informer targeting the North borderline.
Fortunately, the appearance of the Cui Clan made up for this regret.
Ever since Cui Yu boarded Jiang Pengji's boat, the Cui family's status in Chongzhou rose with the tide.
In the past two years, the Cui family had not only made a lot of money by producing rice paper, but also won an unprecedented reputation and status.
The whole clan wished they could worship Jiang Pengji as the God of Wealth.
In order to express his determination, Cui Yu even took the initiative to ask for a position that didn't involve any real power or suspicion.
"Greetings, my lord."
Cui Yu bowed, then nodded slightly to Qiguan Rang and Feng Zhen. He was only willing to take a seat after the proper etiquette.
Jiang Pengji asked, "Zhonghuan, I didn't summon you for anything else. I have something to ask you."
Cui Yu said respectfully, "My lord, please ask. I will tell you everything I know."
"Your Cui family has been managing the North borderline business. Have you noticed anything unusual in the past six months?"
If it were someone else, they would definitely not be able to stand the Cui family doing business in Chongzhou and earning money from the North borderline. They were like grass on the wall.
Cui Yu initially wanted to give up the business in the North borderline.
Compared to the rice paper business and the secret recipe for making rice paper that Jiang Pengji had given him, the profits from the North borderline business were more like chicken ribs.
Rather than keep it and arouse Jiang Pengji's suspicions, it was better to give it up.
Jiang Pengji stepped in to stop it and even secretly supported the Cui family to develop the business in the North borderline.
Cui Yu was a smart man. He immediately came to his senses and put more effort into managing the business in the North borderline in the past two years.
"Something unusual?" Cui Yu thought for a moment and said in shame, "What are you referring to?"
"The warhorses produced by the Northern Kingdom's horse farm, the living conditions of ordinary herdsmen, the changes in the Northern Kingdom's court officials … That's about it."
Jiang Pengji circled the area, so it was much easier for Cui Yu to answer.
"Because of the horse plague, there is not a single horse farm left in the north. However, production had been restored in the past two years. It was said that the largest farm had more than 700 new foals this year. The bloodline of the breed can't compare to those bred before, but it's still a rare breed. " Cui Yu continued, "The ordinary herdsmen are still the same. Their previous losses were too heavy, and they haven't recovered yet. As for the changes in the Northern Borderline's court … Perhaps because of his paranoia, the King of the Northern Borderline no longer trusts the Wise Wu Liba … I heard that the King of the Northern Borderline's health is showing signs of decline. A few of the adult princes are already involved in political affairs, and there are faint signs of a fight for the throne. Many of the court officials have chosen to side with him, openly or secretly. "
Jiang Pengji knitted her brows tightly after she heard that.
"More than seven hundred? So many? "
Jiang Pengji was shocked when she heard the number.
It takes at least three years for a foal to reach adulthood.
How long had it been since the horse plague in the Northern Borderline?
The number of seven hundred was only the output of the largest farm. Including other farms of various sizes, the number of foals produced was at least two thousand!
Where did they get so many mares that were of the right age to give birth?
Cui Yu's expression was slightly solemn. He lowered his voice and said, "My lord, I'm afraid we have to ask the Meng's in Cangzhou about this."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Pengji raised her hand and smashed the table in front of her.
"Meng Zhan, that old bastard! One day, I'll dig up his ancestral grave! Isn't he afraid of going down in history?! "
Almost all the horse farms in Dongqing were in Cangzhou. In other words, the Meng's controlled the life and death of the horse farms in Dongqing.
Without the Meng's permission, how could so many pregnant mares be sent to the Northern Borderline?
Cui Yu secretly wiped his sweat and continued, "The Northern Borderline paid ten times the price to buy the horses from the Meng's … That's why …"
"Animals that have forgotten their ancestors!" Jiang Pengji sneered.
The Meng's were the descendants of the War God of the previous dynasty, Meng Jing. The three tribes of the Northern Borderline were the descendants of the Qiangwu tribe.
Meng Jing had contributed a lot to the massacre of the Qiangwu tribe.
She really didn't know how the two forces could be so thick-skinned as to cooperate.
Jiang Pengji was angry. The audience in the streaming room was also shocked by her sudden outburst.
After two to three years of practice, she gradually changed the inherent impression of the streaming room in the eyes of the audience in the blue bullet screen.
Now, the ratio of red to blue in the streaming room was no longer 19: 1. It was infinitely close to 1: 1.
The audience from the two sides sometimes had friendly exchanges, and sometimes it was a tragic quarrel.
The red side said that the blue side had despised the streaming room for many years. Why didn't they quit the streaming room completely? Why were they competing with them?
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