Fairy, please let me explain

Chapter 625: The Tatar Rebellion
After losing the oil lamp, the only source of light, the only thing left in the slightly small guest room was the ray of white moonlight coming in through the window frame.

The robin mat reflected the moonlight, and the girl from the Western Regions spoke with a hint of uncertainty:
"As far as I know, that person should have died in that holy war a long time ago."

“Holy war.”

Hearing this term, Xu Yuan reacted for a moment, then laughed and said, "Are you talking about the Tatar Rebellion? The historical records do say so, but the life and death of a person can be faked."

Jia Yi's rippling blue eyes were quiet:
"Life and death can be faked, but he died in front of the army. How could he fake it in front of so many powerful people and so many soldiers?"

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Xu Yuan subconsciously looked at Li Junwu.

As for the Tartar Rebellion, he only glanced at the general outline in the brief history of the prime minister's office.

The throne changed, the political situation was turbulent - the Tatars took the opportunity to invade - the Zhenxi Army pretended to be defeated and withdrew - the clan was forced to guard the national border - the border troops entered the scene to clear up - the former Tatar king died in battle.

The death of Nalan Ting marked the end of the Tatar Rebellion.

But Xu Yuan never knew the details of how he died. After all, it had been nearly fifty years.

However, just because he doesn't understand doesn't mean this good-looking brother doesn't understand.

The Zhenxi Prefecture guarded the pass for a hundred years and was an absolute witness to the Tartar-Chao Rebellion.

Glancing at Xu Yuan's gaze, Li Junwu quietly stood up in his coat, walked to the bed with his long white legs, took the rice paper from Jia Yi's hand, glanced at it, and whispered:
"I wondered who you were talking about, it turned out to be Nalan Ting."

Xu Yuan thought for a moment and said in a low voice:
"Historical records show that the Marquis of Zhenxi personally beheaded the former king of the Tartar Chao, Nalan Ting, but in fact he was still alive."

Li Junwu casually threw the rice paper back on the bed, crossed his arms, and said disdainfully:
"I don't know whether he is alive or not, but the person who killed him was not my father."

"Hmm? What do you mean?" Xu Yuan asked.

The light was dim, and the woman in a brocade robe had a slender figure and narrowed her eyes slightly:

"Nalan Ting died in Qianji Pass, which is now the Zhenxi Prefecture City. My old man was at Jingxing Pass to eliminate the remaining sect members. It's just that the credit and the blame need to be taken by someone of weight."

"The blame?" Xu Yuan was a little surprised.

"It seems like you really don't know the inside story of that year at all."

Li Junwu casually lifted his long black hair in front of him and asked in a clear voice: "How much do you know about the Tartar Rebellion?"

Xu Yuan made it short and said:

"The emperor withdrew the troops from the border, and the clan was forced to guard the country's borders, and then the court took advantage of them."

Li Junwu tilted his head and thought for a while, then explained in a quiet tone:
“That’s basically true. On the surface, we, Da Yan, did win the war.

"Not only did the invading Tatars suffered heavy losses, but even their own king was killed in our Great Yan territory. After this battle alone, no one dared to invade our Great Yan border for the next 30 years. But in fact, the real winner is the "severely injured" Tatar royal court."

At this point, she paused for a moment, with an ambiguous smile on her lips:
"But if I have to say, my family is the only winner besides Tatar Chao. After all, after that war, my family became the only one in Xizezhou. Both the imperial court and the sect were destroyed in one fell swoop."

Xu Yuan frowned and squinted his eyes:

"The imperial court was also abolished?"

Li Junwu smiled and nodded, raised three slender fingers towards Xu Yuan, and said:
"During the Tartar Chao Rebellion, the Great Yan army in Xizezhou was divided into three groups: our Zhenxi Army, the sect coalition army, and the imperial border army."

Hearing this, Xu Yuan's eyes flashed with surprise:
"Are there any border troops from the imperial court?"

"Yes."

Li Junwu said in a husky voice, and sat down beside Xu Yuan, lowering his head and stroking his clothes gently: "But the imperial border troops were directly disbanded in that war."

Xu Yuan responded quickly:
"Is this the scapegoat you mentioned earlier?"

"uh-huh."

Li Junwu shrugged, smiled and said: "After defeating the Tartar Chao royal court on the front battlefield, our Yan army began to conquer the lost territory. The division of labor was very clear. My old man was responsible for clearing out the remnants of the sects in Xizezhou, while the royal family was responsible for chasing the defeated Tartar Chao people.

"Until this moment, everything was still proceeding according to Di An's strategy.

“But problems soon arose.
"When the head of the royal family was blocking the retreat of the Tatars, he was caught off guard by Nalan Ting, who risked his life for him."

At this point, Li Junwu sighed softly, his tone was dim:

“But it’s not the fault of the head of the royal family for being greedy and reckless. After all, who would have thought that Nalan Ting would choose to risk his life with him when he had a way out?
"Although Nalan Ting was killed on the spot during that encounter, he caused heavy losses to the imperial border troops before his death, which gave the remaining Tatar troops about half a month to withdraw from Xizezhou."

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After listening carefully, Xu Yuan showed a strange expression and whispered:

"This shouldn't be a big failure, right? Why would Your Majesty go to so much trouble to find someone to take the blame?"

Li Junwu snorted and glanced at the Desert Goddess beside him:
"Jia Yi, you should tell me about this matter better than I do."

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Upon hearing this, Xu Yuan cast a questioning look at the Western girl on the bed.

Jia Yi lowered his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke:
"It should be because of the personnel and supplies."

Xu Yuan's fingertips gently slid across the cool mat beneath him, feeling the coolness on it:

"People and supplies?"

A complex expression flashed across Jia Yi's green eyes, and a clear voice like a silver bell rang out in the dim and silent guest room:

"The late king was a man of foresight. He knew from the beginning that even if we, the Tatars, managed to break into the interior of the country in the early stages, as soon as you started to raise the stakes, this would be a war doomed to fail."

"."

If you want a wild ant to swallow an elephant, you need the right time, right place, and right people.

Fifty years ago, although the interior of Dayan was as rotten as the late Ming Dynasty in his previous life, its martial virtues were still abundant.

The fertile land of the Central Plains has created an almost generational gap in combat power between Dayan and the surrounding alien races.

Even if there is a change of situation, it will be the local forces in the Central Plains that will start the civil war, and it will not be the turn of the surrounding ethnic groups to intervene.

The former Tartar King Nalan Ting was indeed sober.

Thinking in his heart, Xu Yuan roughly guessed the choice that Nalan Ting had made, and the next words of the Western Region girl on the bed just proved this point:
"So from the moment we entered the interior, he had been sending people to collect all kinds of craftsmen, various production equipment, various minerals and other materials in Da Yan. By the end of the war, the former king had already stored most of the materials in the entire Xize Continent in this Zhenxi Prefecture City."

It's really preparation for the next war.
Mumbling in his heart, Xu Yuan asked in a low voice:

"But why are they storing it in Zhenxi City instead of sending it directly back to the Western Desert?"

Jia Yi glanced at Xu Yuan dimly:
".We can't transport it away. There are too many supplies."

"."Xu Yuan.

No wonder he used the phrase "everything needs to be rebuilt" to describe post-war Nishizawa when he first read the brief history.

Jia Yi pursed his lips slightly and continued:

"The troops have not arrived yet, but the food and fodder have to go first. Transporting the food and fodder for the army requires a large number of monsters and carriages. Even though the late king prepared for a long time in advance, he still couldn't transport such a large amount of supplies. We can only wait until the army returns to the battlefield, and then transport the soldiers and the food and fodder carriages together."

After listening carefully, Li Junwu chuckled and said:

"It's basically what Jia Yi said. The emperor had just ascended to the throne and his foundation was unstable. He couldn't stand such a failure, so he made a deal with my father."

"Let your father take the responsibility?"

"Correct."

"But the failure of this kind of battle should be led by a general with a name and surname. Even if it fails, it is difficult to blame the emperor."

"What if the person in charge of the royal family is the current crown prince? And it is the crown prince sent by the emperor against all odds."

"."Xu Yuan.

At this moment, he suddenly understood why the position of Crown Prince Li Yucheng was so embarrassing, and why Li Yaoxuan was now preparing to support Li Zhaoyuan.

Considering from Li Yaoxuan's perspective, the next emperor must be both civil and military, and since Crown Prince Li Yucheng had suffered such a huge setback as soon as his father came to power, it was impossible for the throne to be handed over to him.

Li Junwu didn't know what Xu Yuan was thinking, and continued to speak softly:

"After the war, we can cross out the name of the person in charge of the royal family, and then incorporate those remaining soldiers into my father's army, and the deal will be done."

"."

After finishing his words, Xu Yuan collected his thoughts and sighed:
"So, Nalan Ting exchanged his life for the vitality of half of Xizezhou."

Halfway through his words, Xu Yuan subconsciously turned his head to look at Jia Yi with a strange look in his eyes.

The supplies in a large state are bound to pile up like mountains, but there are actually many ways to transport them away.

It is not impossible in this world to forcibly conscript tens of millions of people into corvée labor.

Although many people would die, as long as this was done, these supplies could be transported back to the desert even with manpower alone.

Thinking in his heart, Xu Yuan frowned and asked:

"That's not right. When the Tartars entered the country, they didn't conscript the people of Xizezhou to do corvée labor?"

Li Junwu pondered for a moment and sighed:
"After Nalan Ting broke through the barrier, he did not cause much harm to the people of Xizezhou. I am not sure about the specific reason."

After saying that, she cast her gaze towards the girl from the Western Regions, but Jia Yi just shook her head.

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This detail made Xu Yuan a little confused.

He did not understand the motives of the former Tartar King Chao for maintaining such strict military discipline.

You have to know that in this era, to these nomadic peoples, the people of other countries are like two-legged sheep.

After a moment of silence, when Xu Yuan caught a glimpse of the portrait on the rice paper, his pupils suddenly shrank. He rubbed his brows, and with a hint of hesitation on his face, he murmured:

"It can't be because of that. Is it a coincidence or a conspiracy? If it is a conspiracy, then Nalan Ting is looking too far ahead."

Li Junwu raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and patted Xu Yuan on the back with his hand, saying angrily:

"What are you mumbling about? Have you guessed Nalan Ting's purpose?"

"Um"

Xu Yuan smacked his lips in pain, glared at the good-looking brother, and saw Jia Yi beside him also cast a curious look at him, so he said to him thoughtfully:

"I probably guessed it."

"What is it?"

"Nalan Ting's purpose in doing this should be to prepare for surrender."

"nonsense!"

Hearing this, Jia Yi's eyebrows instantly raised, like a Persian cat with its fur standing on end:
"The late king could never be such a person!"

"."

In "Cangyuan", the goddess of the desert respected Nalan Ting very much. This former king of Tartar Chao seemed to be the ancestor she respected.

Therefore, Xu Yuan was not surprised by her reaction and asked with a chuckle:

"Then can you explain why he would rather die than create ethnic hatred in Da Yan?"

"The death of the former king was to use his body as medicine to cure the thousand-year-old evils of the Tartars."

Jia Yi narrowed her beautiful eyes and quickly retorted: "If we hadn't done that at the time, all our plans would have gone to waste, and the vast amount of supplies and equipment we had seized would have been left in the Great Yan territory."

Xu Yuan shook his head and raised his index and middle fingers:
"These are the two paths he left for you. One is to borrow the Yan Dynasty's important weapons to attack Yan and seize the world."

Saying,

Xu Yuan turned around, crossed his legs on the bed, and looked directly into the other person's emerald-like pupils:
"It's a pity that the first path that Nalan Ting took to the sky has been cut off by you descendants. During the thirty years when you Tartars did not invade the borders of Da Yan, you must have been fighting among yourselves, right?"

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Jia Yi's green eyes shook slightly and she looked away.

The massive amount of supplies that the former king exchanged for his life were transported to the depths of the desert. What followed was not the revival of the country, but a series of internal strife and war between clans over the former king's heirs.

Even with those precious artifacts seized from the Great Yan Dynasty and the work of famous craftsmen, although Tatar Chao had become much stronger in the past fifty years, it was still far from the prosperity that the previous king had hoped to see.

"It seems I was right."

Xu Yuan looked at the girl's expression, smiled, put his middle finger together, and gently tapped the ruby ​​pendant on her chest with his index finger:

"Nalan Ting has also anticipated the failure of you descendants, so he has left you a second way, to survive through compromise and integration. If you want to take this second way, he can no longer create blood feuds between ethnic groups in Da Yan.

"Otherwise, the fate left for you Tatars will be the same as that of the northern barbarians today."

After these words were spoken, the room fell into silence as deep as the ocean.

After an unknown amount of time, the voice of the girl from the Western Regions slowly rang out from the dimly lit bed:
"Are you saying that those people came with the heart of the previous king in order to secretly seize control of the Tartar Chao royal court in the name of Linlang?"

"Yes."

"In other words, the late king reached a cooperation with them?"

"Most likely."

"."

Jia Yi pondered for a moment, nodded slightly, and made a quick decision:

"I understand. I will give you a token to bring the Linlang into the city."

"."

Li Junwu smiled slightly upon hearing that, and when he was about to say something teasing, his brows unconsciously frowned slightly.

Because, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Xu Yuan's deep and indifferent expression.

Xu Yuan looked at Jia Yi and smiled:

"Of course, but I need to remind you not to think about cooperating with the sect."

"." Jia Yi frowned in confusion.

Xu Yuan ignored her expression.

As one of the world bosses of "Cangyuan", although Jiayi is still young, his talent must be top-notch.

It is obviously unrealistic to expect this woman to follow Li Junwu just because she is in love.

She must be familiar with the current situation in the Western Desert, and she must also know which family is the most powerful in Dayan.

Cooperating with them is cooperation, and cooperating with a sect is also cooperation.

Under the girl's gaze, Xu Yuan maintained a smiling expression and said softly:

"As a hero who can see the future for decades, Nalan Ting must have left behind some arrangements after his 'death', but your Tartars eventually fell into chaos, and the chaos lasted for thirty years."

Jia Yi frowned and whispered:
"What do you mean?"

Xu Yuan shrugged, smiled and said:
"I just want to remind you that your late king is not the only hero in this world, and not everyone will act according to his designs."

After all,

Xu Yuan took off his boots and got on the bed. He pulled a pillow over and lay down. He looked at her green eyes with his side eyes and said casually:
"You should think about what I said carefully. It's still a long time before the city opens at dawn, little sister of the goddess~"

(End of this chapter)